Peachy Keen Films – Dirty Cop
Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra
Description: Brown was a dirty cop. He did not dispute that. There was nothing he hadn’t done before and today was no different. Today he was in some hotel suite and his mark, Digits as he went by, was in the next room with a bunch of girls. He busts in, his laser site was confused by all the moving bodies in the bed and Digits runs out. He runs after him, wanting to shoot him, but today was not the time… he had a plan in motion and his death was not part of it.
He comes down the stairs as one of the girls clad in only a towel is exiting the bedroom. He puts his gun in her pretty young face and forces her onto the bed with the two other girls. He knew one of them was Digit’s girlfriend and recent new partner in crime. He is known to go through a lot of them — there’s a high mortality rate in this business, especially if your a girl and you’ve run out of usefulness. She would not be long for this world, but he could get Digit’s location out of her before that outcome anyhow. Patricia — he knew who he was looking for and he had a pretty good idea of which girl it was. All three were cute. Two of them were probably clubbers. He knew Digits and whomever his latest girlfriend was were swingers; posing as teenagers and picking up young girls at local dance clubs. He decided to have some fun.
He pointed the gun at the most frightened-looking of the lot. She instantly freaked and ran out of the room. It was too easy. When she reached the door and tried to yank it open, it was caught by the deadbolt. She turned around to watch the red dot dance around her large tit before there was a loud pop and the dark hole appeared. She slid down the door, ***** smearing behind her. She took a couple short breaths and was still, an angelic face staring blankly at her murderer. Brown laughed to himself and he felt a twinge of erection — today would be a good day, he thought.
He turned his attention back to the other two girls clinging to each other in the bed. He grabbed the next one; younger then the other, he thought. He pulled her by her hair and dragged her out into the living room and up onto the couch. With her dead friend nearby, he grills her. She adamantly denies she is Patricia, she is just a girl they picked up at a local club. She stares at him pleadingly with her doe eyes. He already knew this and tells her he believes her right before shooting her in the chest. Her reaction was great…. she arches up, then settles down and looks at the hole he made in her. She looks at him unbelievingly. His chubby got even bigger. He would have to fuck her, but no time now. She goes into shaky convulsions. He pops her again in the chest and she is still.
Now for Patricia. He brings her out and sits her on the coffee table so she has a clear view of the two dead girls. She still denies she is Patricia and pleads and begs. He does not have time for this and shocks her by suddenly shooting three more holes in the dead girls. She decides to talk and tells him where Digits would go to lay low. Finally, he can have some real fun.
He leans into her and fires two point black shots into her chest. She falls back and starts to spasm. He watches her for a while and ***** starts to gurgle out of her mouth before he finishes her off. Silence. Ahh, silence. He is fully horny now and looks back at the girl on the couch with three bullet holes in her. He must have her, and pushes her legs up and fucks the dead girl while her other dead friend and Patricia look on. When he is done he washes up and does some of the drugs left in the room before taking off.