She rubs cum on the strap-on, and plugs your ass for the last time*

"Sorry bitch, I'd hate to let good cum go to waste."

She stands in front of you and makes you watch, aghast, as she takes the cum on her hand and slicks it down the length of her strap-on dildo.

She then disappears behind you again. But you know what's coming. You bite your lip and **** back a sob. You won't give her the satisfaction of hearing you cry, at least.

Sure enough, you feel the moistened dildo make contact with your anus a moment later. You can feel a bead of sperm just outside, a hair's breadth away from being pushed inside you.

Maddy looks down at your helpless form, entirely at her mercy, and caresses your ass. She looks at her fake dick, poised to give you real **** with the slightest of movements.

In her heart, she realises she can't recall a single thing you've ever done that would be worth killing you over. You've been a mild annoyance to her at best, really.

With that in mind, there's only one thing left for her to say.

And she thrusts hard, forcing Sam's cum deep inside of you, and triggering the unstoppable destruction of your vital organs.

"Do you feel it?" She pulls the fake dick out and kneels beside you, laughing at your grimace of pain before feigning pity. "Oh, you're crying!"

You scream in agony as your heart rips itself to pieces! You're dying! You're being murdered by this blonde, airheaded bitch!

As your vision fades to red, your last thoughts are not of your friends or family who'll never see you again, or of all your potential you'll never get to realise.

They are thoughts of rage.

When this bitch makes it to Hell, you'll be waiting for her!