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Chapter 38 by DubiousSintax

Is Lisa inseminated again, or are they interrupted?

A rude interruption

Lisa felt her resistance ebb away, slipping her tongue up into Alma's sloppy old cunt, her own clenching tight around Virgil's pistoning cock just as the bedroom door exploded in a shower of splinters, kicked from its hinges. The shock sent her over the edge and she screamed up into Alma's saggy folds as her climax rocked her.

She felt Virgil slip from her and Alma dismount her face in a wild rush, the old woman reaching down under the bed, and quickly coming up with a shotgun. A shot rang out and Lisa watched Alma fall against, then slide down the wall, her glassy eyes staring off into nothingness as her life faded from her. Perversely, Lisa noted that the old woman's cunt continued to seep its foul fluids as her breath stilled, her lifeblood flowing freely from the wound in her chest.

Virgil screamed out but was quickly silenced, painfully too by the sound of it, a sickening crunch like bones breaking followed by the sound of his body hitting the floor. Lisa took in the intruders, three in total. There was little to see of them really, each wore a bandana over their face and a big, dusty hat on their head. Lisa could see it in their eyes though... these men were dangerous.

She tugged ineffectually at her bonds as the man already through the door stepped closer, kicking the fallen Virgil hard as he stepped past.

"Fuck me, what have these sick fucks been up to, eh?" he asked looking over Lisa's bound form and taking in her slime coated features before glancing at each of her rapists. "**** fucking you were they, or are you into this kinda shit?" he asked, nodding towards the ropes that held her down. The other two chuckled as she began to respond but the apparent ringleader immediately silenced her.

"Shut the fuck up. We dont care... all that matters is you're ours now. In fact, this whole place is ours now." he added, giving Virgil another kick in the guts. "Our new headquarters..." he chuckled as he reached out and grabbed one of Lisa's ankles. "And our new slut." He unzipped himself revealing a long thick cock with a bulbous head, stepping up between Lisa's legs to test out his new plaything.

The ringleader looked down at her dribbling slit, noting the cum still sluicing out of her. "Ahh fuck! This runt unloaded in her already. Disgusting litle worm." he spat. He grabbed Lisa by each ankle and roughly flipped her over, the tightness of her bonds causing them to twist and for her body to contort uncomfortably.

The man loudly hucked up a thick sounding wad of phlegm and spat, his aim a strong indication of his intent. Lisa let out a cry in protest that quickly turned into a pained scream of anguish as the outlaw unceremoniously buried his cock deep into her asshole. She felt herself tear inside to accommodate his girth and pain lanced through her core as he set about brutally fucking her, hilting himself completely in her colon with each thrust, causing her to wail and beg for mercy. Her gaze fell to Alma, the taste of the deceased old woman's vaginal slime still fresh on her lips as she howled in pain, the powerfully built outlaw building toward an equally powerful climax.

What's next for Lisa?

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