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 I entered my play room to see that the two slave girls, each around
eighteen or nineteen, that I had ordered were laying on the bed in the
center of the room.  One was a chesty blonde known as Clarice, and the
other a brunette with small, but firm, tits; she was Andrea.  Both were
naked, except for a pair of stockings each, and seemed eager for me to play
with them.

   Clarice sat up and watched me intensely as I walked across the room,
while Andrea moved her foot back and forth excitedly, like a dog wagging
its tail.

   Before I could play I had to get somethings.  I walked over to a drawer
and pulled out a camera and something else.  I put the camera on record and
placed it on a nightstand next to the bed.  The other object, a Glock 19,
went into my back pocket for the moment.

   "It's play time, who wants some cock?" I pointed my finger and gestured
for them to come over.

   Clarice jumped off the bed excitedly, shouting "yay!, while Andrea
rolled off and hit the floor.  Clarice kneeled before me and started to
fumble with my jeans, until my erect cock sprang out and hit her mouth.

   "Good girl," I said, petting her head as she took the shaft in her palm
and the tip in her mouth.  Her tongue swirled around and covered my dick in
saliva.  I groaned in pleasure as she tickled and rubbed the shaft.

   Andrea climbed up off the floor and threw herself against me and threw
her arms around me.  Her hazel eyes looked up into mine, then closed softly
when her lips touched mine.  Our lips parted and our tongues slid over each
other.  While we kissed my hand ran up and down her back a few times before
I placed it between her legs and inserted my fingers into her wet cunt. 
She gasped into my mouth as my fingers probed further and further into her
womanhood.  For ten minutes her tongue danced around mine while I fingered
her cunt and the blonde sucked on the tip of my cock.  When I edged close
to cumming I told them to stop.  They both whimpered as I pulled away, but
did as I requested.

   "Let's go get back on the bed, I'll join you this time."

   I repositioned the camera and dropped my pants.  Not letting the girls
see the gun, I shoved the jeans underneath the pillow before laying down on
the bed.

   Clarice mounted my cock, while Andrea mounted my face.  I wrapped my
arms around Andrea's pelvis and pressed her crotch against my face. 
Clarice started going up and down on my cock about the same time my tongue
slid through Andrea's labia and danced softly over her clit.

   Both girls moaned in pleasure as I enjoyed their cunts, and Andrea
started slowly moving her cunt back and forth while I sucked her clit. 
Andrea then threw her arms around Clarice, who did the same in return; both
girls locked lips and slurped each others' tongues.

   I was the first to cum, and pumped hot, sticky globs of semen into
Clarice's cunt.  Her eyes flew open as I filled her, but she kept fucking
my cock.

   When the girls moaning became louder and more frequent, and they started
breathing heavily, I carefully reached under the pillow and grabbed the
gun. A few seconds later Andrea screamed as she came, squirting into my
face.  I lapped and slurped her pussy until every last drop of cunt juice
was in my mouth or on my face, then I brought out the gun.

   Neither of them had time to react; I pulled the gun out from under the
bet and swung it around.  Andrea was still panting heavily into Clarice's
mouth, who was having a hard time kissing as she edged close to orgasming
herself, when I pointed the gun up at her head.  I pulled the trigger.

   The bullet tore through the back of Andrea's skull and ripped a hole
through her brain.  Clarice started screaming as Andrea collapsed against
my stomach, before I pushed her off the bed and onto the floor.  She lay
twitching with steadily-growing puddles: one of blood and one of piss.

   Tears flew from Clarice's eyes as fear washed over her, yet, either
because she was a loyal slave, or fight-or-flight hadn't set in, she
continued riding my cock as if nothing had happened; perhaps she was just
eager to cum before dying.

   She came a few seconds herself, and I felt her cunt seize up around my
member.  I didn't give her much time to enjoy it, before I pointed the gun
at her and put four bullets into her belly.  A bone shattering scream of
agony filled the room and she clutched at her stomach, which was quickly
becoming coated in blood.  I pulled the trigger again and put four rounds
into each of her breasts before sending the last two in her throat.

   She collapsed against my chest, gurgling and spitting up blood onto my
shirt and letting tears run like water from her eyes.  She probably
couldn't fathom why I was doing this to her, but, amazingly enough, she was
still slowly moving her lower torso up and down on my cock; or she was just
squirming from the agony.  It didn't matter, because a few seconds later
that motion caused me to cum again and squirt another load of cum into her.

   After I was satisfied I threw Clarice to the floor on top of Andrea's
corpse.  I grabbed more ammo from the drawer and reloaded the gun.  I
emptied ten rounds into her cum-oozing cunt and five more into her thread.
She expired ten seconds later.

   My cleanup crew took care of the mess while I processed the footage, and
that afternoon I went online to purchase a more slaves.