So what do you do when the Genetics lab ends up popping out too many clones of the new girl? You’d be surprised, it happens ALOT but we just can’t have more than one of these clones wandering around the world at any one time. So I guess it’s time to put on a snuff show. Going to go find our best killer and have him put on a show!
First up; Archery!
Let’s give our archer five arrows and see what he can do with those. Our lovely little snuff slut is eager as ever and squirms in excitement against her bindings as the archer raises his bow. First arrow to the groin and that made her squeal. The next three to her large left breast, straight to the heart. Such a joy to watch that breast jiggle with every arrow hit but with each hit, our little snuff toy is a little less vocal. Still pretty excitable thought. Oh and the last one to the forehead, that’s one clone finished off… Lead in the next!
Ok, so lets hand our killer a nice sharp machete and kneel the next clone down in front of him. He wraps his fingers into our snuff slut’s curly hair and she tilts her head. Don’t you just love it when an eager little snuff toy offers up her neck like that? With one swift swing, her head lifts off perfectly. Nice work fella! That’s another cloned popped off!
Once we have cleared up the corpse of the last toy we’ll bring in the next. Ah here we go. Our killer fetched a long leather strap and a stool and instructs our little snuff bunny to bend over. Got to love how she playfully presents her ass and, oh! oh well, I guess we can’t deny our killer a little more fun, as he unzips his fly and slips that big old dick into his next victim. Judging by the soft moan, I have a feeling she liked that! She lifts her chin and happily allows the killer to wrap that strap around her slender neck. He pulls it taught and… off they go! He’s got a real strong grip on that strap and pulls hard as he fucks the wriggling little toy. Think he’ll finish off before he finishes her off? Let’s find out!
Next up.. Oh a Saint Andrew’s Cross?! Those are some heavy chains holding our eager little snuff clone to the steel. Speaking of steel, the killer has wandered in wielding a rather sharp looking bastard sword. Looks like he’s going to give her a ‘soldier’s death’! His left hand grips the handle and aims that razor sharp point directly at her breast. His right hand placed flat against the pummel, perfect form as he leans forward and with a couple of good shoved, putting his entire body weight behind that blade, he shoves that sword tip right through her breast, her ribcage and one final, forceful push, straight through her heart! Incredible form. A Roman Gladiator would of been proud. The sound of the sharpened blade being pushed into her was so crisp and sheer and that arousing grunt our little plaything made with each shove… ahh now you don’t often see a snuff like that!
Now here’s one we prepared earlier. Oh what a perfect display! Oh.. Oh wow! I knew this was coming but to actually see it! Our killer is not only a killer but he’s a damn artist! This last clone has been vertically bisected with laser precision. The perfect display for the end of the show. Now don’t mind me but I’m gong to just have to take a closer look at that display. I wonder if our killer has time to give me an up close demonstration as to how he done that? You think he has one more bisection in him? Well this is Joey signing off, hopefully.. permanently. *purrs*
