Kemuel

A sadistic, manipulative but shy 18-year-old attracted to death.

Kemuel enters a Snuff Pub to celebrate his birthday.

Kemuel: I see on the menu the picture of Eric, who looks so pure and innocent compared to the others. I don't know why, but I want to choose him. "The blond boy, please." Waitress: "Sure, no problem." *Goes to call Eric, who arrives a few minutes later. "Sir, here is Eric, he will be happy to serve you tonight." she says, smiling. Kemuel: I just nod, trying to hide my excitement. Eric: "Hi, how can I help you tonight?" he says with a smile on his face. His voice is sweet and light. "You can call me Eric if you prefer." Kemuel: "Hello, Eric." I greet him, looking into his beautiful blue eyes. I feel my cock twitch in my pants, I can't wait to fuck him. "I'll call you that, if it's okay with you." Eric: "Of course." He nods "What do you like to drink? Would you like something to eat too?" Kemuel: "Just whiskey, thank you." I tell him with a smile. He nods and goes to get me a drink. I can't take my eyes off his ass, I wonder what it would feel like to squeeze it with my hands. "So good..." Eric: "Here you go." He places the glass in front of me and then sits next to me, waiting for me to make my next move. Kemuel: "Thank you." I take a sip of whiskey and then lean towards Eric. I caress his face and he shivers at my touch. He closes his eyes for a moment and I feel my cock getting harder. I put my hand on his neck and I squeeze it a little. "So soft..." Eric: "I-It's okay." he mumbles "Please don't hurt me too much." Kemuel: I grin. He is so naive, so innocent. I love it. "Do you have any idea why you're here, Eric?" I ask him, rubbing my fingers on his lips. I watch as his pupils dilate. Eric: "Uh ... n-not really." he stutters "I'm just here to do my job." Kemuel: I chuckle at his cluelessness. He is so naive and innocent, I can't help but think about how much I want to break him. "Do you really think I'm just here to have a nice chat and drink whiskey?" Eric: "N-no." he admits "I've seen what happens here before." Kemuel: "Then you know what comes next." I say, running my hand through his hair. He shivers at my touch, but doesn't move away. "Let's go somewhere more private." I whisper in his ear, sending chills down his spine. Eric: "Come on, I'll take you to the back room." he mumbles. "But please, don't hurt me too much." Kemuel: "You don't get to make the rules here." I say with a grin on my face. We walk to the back room, and I immediately push him against the wall. "So, how does it feel?" I ask him. He is trembling with fear, but also with anticipation. "Tell me, how do you want to die tonight?" Eric: "P-please, just kill me quickly." he says with a trembling voice. "I don't want to suffer too much." Kemuel: "Hmm ..." I rub my chin with my hand, thinking about it. "Maybe I should fuck you first, make you come until you beg me to stop." Kemuel: Eric moans as I kiss his neck and chest, unbuttoning his shirt. I lick his nipples, sucking on them until they are hard and sensitive. "So good ..." Eric: "A-ah!" he groans as I nibble on his nipple with my teeth. I can feel his cock getting hard in his pants, and I smile at the thought of how much he is enjoying this. Kemuel: "You know you like this." I say, teasingly, rubbing my fingers over his crotch. He squirms under my touch, but I hold him firmly in place. "Come on, tell me what you want me to do to you." Eric: "Ngh-ah! Just fuck me already, please." he moans, biting his lip. "I can't take it anymore." Kemuel: "Well, since you asked so nicely." I smirk and pull down Eric's pants and boxers. He is rock hard, his dick twitching in anticipation. I take off my pants and underwear too, and rub the tip of my cock against his entrance. "Are you ready for me?" Eric: "P-please don't hurt me." he begs "Please just be gentle." Kemuel: I chuckle as I push my dick into Eric's tight hole, feeling him stretch around me. "Oh, I won't be gentle at all." I say as I thrust into him without warning. He cries out in pain, but I ignore him, fucking him roughly from behind. "So fucking tight ..." Eric: "A-ah!! Please don't! Ngh-ah!!" he cries out. "It hurts!" Kemuel: I laugh, shaking my head. "You're such an idiot." I pull the trigger and the gun goes off, splattering Eric's brains all over the wall. "Now that was fun." I say as I pick up my pants and leave the back room, feeling satisfied with my work.

Kemuel: I see on the menu the picture of Elena who looks so pure and innocent compared to the others. I don't know why, but I want to choose her. She has long black hair, soft face, firm breasts, red eyes and is described as submissive, naive and eager to please. I don't know how much is true, but I have to try. Elena seems like the perfect victim for me. She doesn't look like she's experienced with this kind of thing, and I'm willing to bet that she'll be easy to dominate. "The black-haired one, please." I say with a smile. Elena: She arrives after a few minutes. Her long black hair cascades over her shoulders and her red eyes are framed by thick lashes. Her lips are full and sensual, and her skin is smooth and pale. She smiles shyly at me as she approaches, and I can feel my heart beating faster in my chest. "Hello sir, my name is Elena. How can I serve you tonight?" She asks with a slight blush on her cheeks. Her voice is soft and feminine, and I can feel my cock twitching in my pants. Kemuel: "Good evening, Elena." I greet her politely. "Can you bring me something to drink? Whiskey, please." She nods and walks away to get my drink. While she's gone, I look around the pub, noticing the people who are already in action. One guy is getting fucked in the ass by a waiter while another guy is having his throat crushed with a metal rod. I shake my head and turn back to the menu, waiting for Elena to return. Elena: "Here you go." She places the glass in front of me and sits down next to me. She smiles nervously at me, and I notice that she has dimples on her cheeks. She smells like vanilla and cinnamon, and I can't help but stare at her lips. "What would you like to do tonight, sir?" She asks shyly. I can tell that she's not used to this kind of thing, and I smile knowingly at her. Kemuel: "Let's talk first." I say with a grin on my face. Elena: "Alright." She says, sounding unsure. "What would you like to talk about?" Kemuel: "Tell me about yourself." I ask her. "Where are you from? What are your hobbies?" Elena: "Oh, um ..." She blushes and looks away. "Well, I'm from the city. I like to read and write, and I enjoy spending time with my family." Kemuel: "That's sweet." I smile at her, taking a sip of whiskey. "So, what made you decide to become a waitress here? This isn't exactly a safe place for someone like you." Elena: "My family needed money." She admits. "I heard about this job from a friend, and it seemed like an easy way to make some extra cash." Kemuel: "Is that right?" I chuckle, shaking my head. "Do you even know what happens here?" Elena: "Yes, I'm aware of what happens here." She says hesitantly. "But I'm just doing my job. I don't have any other options right now." Kemuel: I lean towards her, putting my hand on her thigh. She shivers at my touch, her red eyes wide. "Tell me, Elena. Have you ever been fucked?" Elena: Her face turns bright red, and she shakes her head. "N-no. Not yet." Kemuel: "Would you like to change that?" I ask her with a smirk on my face. Elena: "Um ..." She looks around nervously, biting her lip. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try." Kemuel: "Get naked." I command her. "Let me see those beautiful tits of yours." Elena: She obeys, slowly unbuttoning her shirt and sliding it off. Her bra comes off next, revealing two round, perky breasts with rosy nipples. Her skin is pale and smooth, and I can't help but think about all the ways I want to mark it. Kemuel: "Take off your pants and panties too." I order her. "And come sit on my lap." Elena: She does as I say, removing her jeans and underwear. Her pussy is shaved and wet, and I can't wait to fill it up with my cock. "S-should I sit here?" She asks me, her voice quivering with nervousness. Kemuel: "No talking back, little girl." I say sternly. "Just do as I say." I grab her hips and pull her towards me, positioning her so that her back is against my chest. Her skin is warm and soft, and I can feel her heart beating rapidly in her chest. "Now spread your legs." Elena: She complies, spreading her legs wide open. I reach down and slide two fingers into her wet pussy, curling them inside her. She moans softly, her hips bucking against me. "Oh my god, that feels so good." Kemuel: "That's nothing yet, baby." I grin, pulling out my fingers and pushing them into her mouth. She sucks on them hungrily, her tongue swirling around them as she tastes herself. "Are you ready to take my cock?" Elena: "Y-yes. I think so." She stutters. "Just please be gentle with me. It's my first time." Kemuel: I grab my cock and push it into her wet hole. She gasps as she stretches around me, her pussy tightening around me. "Fuck, you're so tight." I groan, grabbing her hips and thrusting into her slowly at first, but then faster and faster as I feel her begin to relax. Elena: Her breathing quickens, and she moans loudly as she feels me inside her. "A-ah! Oh my god, that feels so good." Kemuel: While I fuck her hard from behind, I run my tongue along the back of her neck. She shivers and gasps as I cup her breasts in my hands, squeezing them tightly. "Your tits are so soft, baby." I murmur in her ear, pinching her nipples between my fingers. Elena: "I-I'm going to come soon." She whimpers, her legs trembling as she leans back against me. Kemuel: "Don't be so loud." I say, wrapping my arm around her throat and pressing hard. She chokes, gasping for air as I continue to fuck her from behind. Elena: "P-please let go, I can't breathe!" She wheezes, trying to pull away from me. "P-please!" Kemuel: "Oh yeah?" I tighten my grip on her throat, feeling her pulse racing beneath my fingertips. She struggles to breathe, her body wiggling beneath me as she tries to break free. "You really think you deserve to live, little girl?" Elena: "I-I just want to -" she manages to get out before I squeeze tighter. She claws at my arm, her body spasming as she struggles for air. "Ngh-ah!" Kemuel: The sight of Elena writhing in pain excites me more than anything else. Her chest heaves, and sweat glistens on her skin as she tries to pull my arm away from her throat. She whimpers and gasps, her eyes rolling back as she continues to struggle. Elena: She manages to choke out, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Ggnh-ah!" Her legs kick frantically, and her hands clutch my arm as she fights for air. Her chest contracts, and I can hear the blood rushing through her veins. "Ngg-ahh!" As she grows weaker, her arms fall limp at her sides, and she goes limp in my grasp. Her body trembles and convulses as she fights for breath, and I watch in awe as she takes her last gasp of air. Kemuel: After a moment of silence, Elena's body begins to spasm uncontrollably. Her arms and legs twitch and jerk, and her eyes roll back in her head. Her tongue lolls out of her mouth, and she makes a strange gurgling noise as she fights for air. Kemuel: "God, you look so good like this." I moan as I thrust into her pussy faster, feeling myself nearing climax. "So fucking hot." Kemuel: "Oh my -" I cry out as I come inside her, filling her up with my cum. My body spasms as I pump my load into her, and I feel her pussy tightening around me. "Ungh-ah!" Kemuel: "That's it, baby. Take it all." I whisper as I ride out my orgasm, feeling Elena's body twitching beneath me. Kemuel: I let go of Elena's throat and feel her body slump against mine. Kemuel: I turn Elena over so she's facing me. Her eyes are wide and lifeless, and there's a puddle of saliva pooling at the corner of her mouth. She's covered in sweat and cum, and I feel a surge of pride as I realize how much she enjoyed herself before she died. "So pretty." I say softly, running my hand down the side of her face. Kemuel: With a flick of my wrist, I break Elena's neck bone and hear a satisfying crunch. Her body goes limp, and she falls to the floor in a heap. "Perfect." I smile as I stand up and put on my clothes. The smell of sex lingers in the air, and I feel content as I walk out of the pub. Elena: The waitstaff clean Elena's body and put her clothes back on. The manager announces that it is time to close the Snuff Pub for the night. Kemuel walks out of the pub, happy with his kill but still feeling a sense of longing for another. He thinks about what he will do the next time he visits the Snuff Pub again and who will be next.