Dr Tom and Lisa

                                                                Dr Tom and Lisa

                                                                  Episode 1

                                                             by roccodadom44

    "Jesus Lisa everyone needs secrets" Tom moaned at his relentless wife. "Come on big boy open the vault or Ill close my snatch" half teased Lisa. The couple were coming to grips with the fact that they both adored torturing other humans. Dr Tom had helped several people get rid of their spouse for various reasons. Lisa thought he was helping sick people end their lives with dignity. It turned out that Tom was helping friends off their diagreeable better halves, and in nasty wild ways. Lisa had been allowed to attend the offing of dan, the husband of a mutual friend, Terrry. Lisa was stunned at the level of violence they used on Dan and the humiliating ways they fucked with him before killing him. It was the most intense and satisfying day of her life. Nothing exciting happened in upper middle class USA, and Lisa and Tom needed the edge. Offing people was a bit extreme, but they were hooked.

   Lisa was reading in the kitchen when she heard the phone ring, and she assumed her husband answered it. In a few minutes Tom entered the kitchen with a look of excitement.  When Tom told his wife that Sal, the undertaker, was coming for dinner, she was thrilled on two levels. It meant that there was a spouse that wanted their services and this set Lisa on fire. The other was because, even though Tom had a solid eight inch fuck stick, She knew that Sal was carrying a foot of fat cock and he could fuck forever. "Is something up?" Lisa asked the Doctor, while running her hand gently on his hardening clothed cock. "Oh hell" cried Tom, "I wanted to surprise you but this is to fucking hot" finished an excited Tom. "Sals been fucking a neighborhood wife and she has made a decsion to end her marriage and her hubbys life." Lisa was all questions and shouts of joy, but Tom got the sketchy details out. It seemed that Carol, who lived several streets away was dating Sal and they decided Bob, Carols hubby, had to go. "Sal will fill us in when he gets here" Tom told Lisa. "I Hope he fills me in, too" played Lisa and her amused hubby fired back "Your the biggest slut in town and I love Ya." Lisa knew she was lucky that Tom put up with her sluttiness, but she knew he got his jollies with this other thing, and she was willling to trade fucking for some quality torture time. "I really am obsessed about this thing, you know" Lisa started uneasily. Tom broke in with "Lisa let it go, we both need this to be happy. Dont question it, live it. But you also gotta fuck, so take care of Sal when he gets here and give me a  nasty slut show" Lisa was sold and the happy couple had drinks and waited for Sal to arrive.

     As Sal drove to Tom and Lisas he was pondering the turns his life had taken recently. He was crazy about Carol, who he met at Dans rememberance service. He went through her features; 5'6" 110  34D blonde and ready to fuck always. He only started banging her as a time filler, but soon realised she was funny and interesting. He didnt push the deal with her hubby, but did show her how it could be done. He laughed at the thought of Carols reaction to finding out she could lose her asshole hubby and get away with it. She wanted to make sure Bob suffered and Sal knew there was gonna be a party. They had already done the legal work, put the house in Carols name, made sure insurance was right, and set up a history of heart trouble with Bob. Sal had Dr Tom fake backdated office visits and used results from seriously ill men instead of Carols hubbys healthy results. It was so fucking easy, Sal thought, and completely satisfying. He went through the six people he had helped kill this way and they were all great times. Maybe not so great for the victims, but a lot of fun for the tormentors, and that was what counted.

   When Sal arrived at Toms and Lisas he felt a rush of excitement. He just enjoyed their company and always had fun with them. He knew Tom liked to watch him fuck Lisa and he loved doing the horny slut. Sal rang the bell and Tom answered with a waiting smile "This is going to be great, Lisas climbing the walls." "Can a guy get a drink first, for christ sake" kidded Sal. Tom was all questions as the guys entered the kitchen and found Lisa cooking steaks. Lisa and Sal had a major tongue wrestling bout, in which He got Her tits out and mauled them, and then the three were all gabbing at once. Tom loved the way the three of them got along so easily. Here was a tough Italian mob guy mingling with a high society doctor and his socialite, stunning wife. He realised that the bond of killers was forever and was glad they were all cool. Mentally, he quickly pictured several people that were involved that he didnt like or more important, trust. He filed it away and got back to the details of Carols decision.

    Sal told the all ears couple that he and Carol had kept everything secret from Bob and he had no idea there was trouble with his marriage. "How can he be that dense?" asked Tom and Sal said "Its like this, hes got a tiny pecker and he knows he cant satisfy a hot woman like Carol. So he becomes incredibly good at his job, lawyering, and tries to keep his wife by making lots of money. He probally knows Carols getting some but he only wants to keep her happy." "Wow what a sad fuck" sighed Lisa. " Well this is going to be a great event guys" continued Sal, "we are gonna set it up as a wedding anniversy party for Bob and Carol. But its really gone be a snuff the hubby party." " We have to make it into a whole ceremony" panted Lisa and the Doc added "the possibilities for humiliating the dolt are staggering." When the large Italian told them it had to be in two weeks, The lusty couple were on edge at the potential mayhem to come. As Tom and Lisa knew Bob, social casual, they already had a dislike for him, and Lisa remarked "it seems like everytime Ive talked to him he was whining. " "Bingo" avowed Sal, " Hes one of those nasally annoying wimps."

      Sal then recounted how he was fucking Carol and then sending her home and talking Bob into eating her. he told them that Carol said the creep commented on how wet and gooey she was. He went on how he and Carol set it up so Sal visited them to sell them burial insurance. Then Sal told them that Bob went to put their seven year old son to bed, and Sal actually sank his cock into Carol on the kitchen table. He came in minutes and then She took the cum from her cunt and mixed into the coffee she placed at her husbands seat. So when He returned to the kitchen, He sat there and drank Sals sperm while Carol asked him if he liked his coffee, and Sal sold him burial insurancre that Bob would need real quick. That had the three cackling at the iromy of it all.

       Lisa demanded that someone fuck her and Sal gave her a man fuck that had her screaming in Italian, that she didnt speak it. Tom got his jollies as he marveled at how his tiny wife could absorb that monster cock. Not only does she take it, he thought, but she wants more and Im gonna get her the biggest cocks in the world. The three had a merry litttle fuck fest in which each had at least one satisfying cum.  With quick goodbyes they agreed to use Tom and Lisas house because they had a secluded back yard with an in ground pool. As Tom and Lisa headed up to bed they couldnt help appreciating their good fortune. They knew they needed this now, and victims were hard to come by, so they didnt take for granted such an awesome chance to off a loser, and that thye losthed the creepy lawyer, made it all so much more real.   

  It seemed like time was dragging for Tom and Lisa as they waited for the party at their house. Even having their friends, John and Becky, over for a fuck session didnt do it for the deviant couple. They decided to not tell their friends about the snuff party, even though they had attended other times. Neither Tom or Lisa discussed this, but both knew that they had their reasons. Lisa didnt trust John because he had no self control when he drank and she worried that he would snitch. Tom had a mild dislike of both John and Becky as he just didnt trust jews and they were of that persuasion. He did like to fuck Becky and thought, as he plunged his eight inches up her dirty asshole, she took anal better than most women. Lisa could enjoy Johns large prick, even while wondering what it would be like to torture John till he died. She was startled at how she could get off on fantasying about a guys torture death that she didnt even really dislike. When she told Tom this later, he laughed and said, "the whole time I was fucking Becky I was thinking how cool it would be to go after those funbags of hers with a bamboo cane. "I can see us torturing the both of them to death" stated Lisa matter of factly. Tom just smiled at the possibilities. "Listen hon, I dont think either of us can resist this calling. So lets try to be careful and also lets revel in the freedom that this brings." Lisa was in total agreement and she had already moved beyond the messy moral implications of admitting that this was about getting your jollies, while ending someones life. Tom, however still believed that some people had this shit comming and he convinced himself that Bob, a guy he knew, barely, deserved to be destroyed for not satisfying his wife.

     When the Saturday arrived for the party, Peter and Terry, friend of the Doc and Lisa, arrived early . The girls were going to do up the backyard like a real anniversy party while Tom was taking Peter golfing for the day. Lisa got on fabulously with Terry, who was John and Beckys neighbor. Tom and Lisa had helped off Terrys husband, Dan, so Peter could marry Terry. The girls went all out decorating with silver bells, crepe paper and balloons everywhere. "Its so fucking cool that he has know idea" laughed Lisa and Terry smiled "God, this is gonna be such a rush when we all turn on him." The girls finished the decorating and made sure the outdoor bar was stocked and there was plenty of finger food for the guests. "Who else is comming" asked Terry and Lisa told her " Me and Tom, you and Peter and Sal and Carol. And of course the hubby but he dont count. And last but not least, Sal invited his friend named Rocco, and get this, he says Roccos carrying fourteen inches of italian sauage." "Wow" sighed Terry, Ill have to try that sauage tonight. You know I need this bloodletting to make me sane." finished Terry. "Thats why we are soul sisters" Lisa remarked. "Me and Tom know that this isnt just a lark, we are consumed by the desires to brutalize others." The girls ended up in a sweaty 69 on the living room floor and Lisa knew she was gonna eat Terry more often in the future. Lisa thought Terry had a beautiful pussy and loved her forest of red pubes above Terrys perfectly shaped bald cunt lips, her clit was hard and shaped like a small ccok, and Lisa felt calm sucking it in her greedy mouth.

    When she lightly asked Terry if Peter was as committed to this thing, she was glad when Terry told her that Peter lived to hurt others and he was fired up about tonight. Terry told Lisa that the other night after they had drinks at a bar, they were in the parking lot and a drunk guy got fresh with Terry. Peter punched the guy out, stripped him so the crowd saw his tiny pecker, and then Peter pissed on the loser. Terry finished with her admitting that the fucking afterward was intense.  But then Terry admitted that Peter was also extremely jealous and she had made the decsion to fuck who she wanted when she wanted, and she wasnt going back to one cock. Lisa was all sympathies, but she also knew if she worked hard enough she could sour Terry on Peter. She giggled at thinking that she only wanted to  fuck up their marriage so she could torture someone. The girls spent the rest of the afternoon preparing themselves for tonight. They made sure to dress slutty, but appropiate, so as not to clue Bob in on the impending beatdown.

  Tom was amazed that Peter could golf so good and Peter was amazed that Tom knew so many people. It seemed all match there were people saying hi to the Doc, and he explained "these are all potential patients or victims." Tom enjoyed Peters company and they had a great day and afterwards shared a drink in the club. Tom had already had Peter investigated and he knew he was a clever bastard, who would take all he could get from people. Tom would never do business with Peter but he enjoyed the violence he could unleash on a victim. More importantly Tom knew Peter craved blood just like Lisa and he did. "I keep thinking whats this guys expressions gonna be when he figures out that his wife hates him and wants him dead" laughed Peter. "This could be historic" added Tom,"Sal has a personal interest in this and he is a savage motherfucker. He told me he wants the bastard to suffer lots of indignities before the end." "Imagine showing up at your own anniversary party with your wife and suddenly it evolves into your worst nightmare" wondered Peter and both guys were wearing the widest of grins as they headed for home and a potentialy crazy night. Peter with visions of violence and Tom more focused on the humiliation angle. He loved to see someone reduced to a shell through hardcore degradation. He knew pain and torture had there place, but he wanted to destroy the victims head as well.

  While Peter, Terry, and Lisa enjoyed drinks in the house, Tom got the firepit going and was thiking that he could cum at least three times tonight. Not bad he considered for his age, and he had to thank the losers for giving him this level of release. When he returned to the house, the feeling of anticipation was obvious to Tom. He loved that he could read the lust in his wifes, eyes as she talked to Peter and Terry. Lisa caught her husbands look and gave him a sexy tongue wave as if to say Oh yeah Im ready to get crazy. The doorbell rang while Tom was still standing, so he opened the door to find Sal and his friend Rocco waiting, not so patiently. After introductions everyone was talking and laughing and Lisa was into that they were all so relaxed about their night ahead. She was casting eyes at Rocco, who she thought was more man that any guy she had ever seen before. He positively dripped manliness Lisa thought, and she was fixtated on getting his superior cock far up her itching cunt. She was mild annoyed that Terry was trying to hog Rocco for herself , but laughed at seeing Peter looking at Terry with angry eyes, and Lisa knew this could be worth stroking just for her amusement.

   Tom was meanwhile thinking that If Rocco and Sal double teamed Lisa, she would be in pig heaven and this made him happy. When the phone rang and Lisa answered it, everyone was intently trying to follow the conversation. They peppered Lisa with questions after she hung up and She let them in on the call. Carol said they were on the way and Bob was all excited because she had kept telling him all day that she was gonna fuck him like never before, tonight. The house erupted with elation and catcalls directed at the unsuspecting dolt. "Jesus, I feel like letting loose on this fucker" proclaimed Sal and Lisa was sure Bobbyboy was in for one hell of an anniversary party. "Remember people, lets pace ourselves, so the loser gets the full abuse he deserves" the ever formal Tom annouced, and Lisa laughed at his need to keep things somewhat structured, though she wasnt sure this kind of savagery was controllable at all. She also noticed that Terry was right beside Rocco, hanging on his every word, and Peter was obviously a little miffed at it all. "Oh fuck, if Peter fucks with that big Italian bastard he will end up dead" thought Lisa, not at all disappointedly. Tom had noticed the tension between Peter and Terry and he knew he would back Terry over the lawyer. But he also knew this evening demanded their undivided attention focused on the unsuspecting hubby, so as to make his big day special.

  Whenever Tom annouced "they are here", everyone was scurrying to look natural and prepare to fool Bob for the first hour or so of the party. Lisa was trying to get her emotions under control, as her cunt was soaking in readiness for the release she would soon get at the victims exspence. As the anniversary couple entered the house, everything seemed normal for a party and Carol loved the way the girls had decorated. She noticed the guys all congratulating Bob and really building him up for having such a hot wife, and she couldnt help laughing at the about to be punked loser. He was eating it up and she realised he didnt pick up the eyerolling and finger pointing going on behind his back. Lisa saddled up to Carol saying "He totally deserves the shit that is going to happen tonight, and so dont you regret any of it." She then gave Carol a deep tongue kiss and added "welcome to our little world." Carol was so excited at this that she knew with a little rub of her clit she would explode with orgasmic pleasure.

     Sal was secretly directing the party and after an hour of normal conversation he called everyone to attention. "Id like to annouce some great news to our close friends tonight." Everyone was focused on Bobs face, and he seemed happy as can be so far. Things changed quickly when Sal called Carol to his side and wrapped his arm around her so they were close together, and stated firmly "Me and Carol want to annouce we are madly in love with each other and have been fucking for months." The expression on Her hubbys face was classic, and everyone would always remember the look of confusion and then crushing disappointment etched there. Sal stared at Bobs crestfallen mug and went on "This is not an anniversary party as much as it is a funeral party, and whos funeral do you thing that might be?" As everyone stared intently at Bob, he started blustering 'Come on Carol lets go. These people are not funny at all." Carol stared at her confused hubby , and while rubbing Sals cock through his pants, barked at Bob" fuck you, you worthless piece of shit. I hate you and your pahetic little cock and whiny voice. You will get what you deserve and you deserve to die. We have already set up everything legally and now with the help of my friends, we are gonna crush you, and I am going to enjoy my life with Sal, my lover." She finished by telling the verge of tears coward how many loads of Sals sperm she had fed him in the past months. Everyone was so excited at her obvious hatred for her hubby and as Lisa looked around she noticed that the guys were all visably excited in the crotch region, except the now clearly freaking out Bobby.

     In an act of courage, but incredible stupidity, Bob rushed at Carol while screaming "You no good whore, Ill fix you." he didnt make it past Rocco, whos massive hand reached out and picked the wimpy hubby up by his neck as if he were a small child. Tom chuckled thinking that the hysterical Bob looked like a cartoon character with his feet still moving while Rocco held him two feet off the ground. When the mighty Italian roughly deposited the babbling hubby on the floor, Sal was on him in seconds. He dragged Bob up to his feet roughly, and held his throat with his left hand and with his right went bitch slap crazy on his face while roaring, "You worthless piece of shit I will destroy you for talking to my lover like that." Lisa had to finger her cunt she was so hot at Sals brutality. Spit and snot and blood were flying off the stunned losers already swelling face. When a tooth flew fom Bobs mouth, Lisa got dizzy with raw lust. Tom could see that Carol was excited at her husbands downfall, and he knew this would be a hot session for sure. He took the time to marvel at how sexy she was and he looked forward to tapping that. He also wondered why these superior woman ended up with dolts like Bob. When Sal made the beaten, sobbing clown get on his knees and beg Carol for forgiveness Lisa  thought that was so romantic.Next Sal made Bob get up and he demanded his wedding ring. As expected the whiner started babbling about how Sal would have to rip it off his finger and then the fucker called Sal a fucking meatball. The silence was indeed deafening, as everyone waited for Sal to go off.

   Sal contained his anger at the slur hurled by the racist and instead asked in a monotone voice if Bob would give him the ring and when Bob spit at Sal, things took a turn. The clearly enraged gangster said excuse me folks and him and Rocco went out to Sals caddy. The girls used this time to tease and taunt the sobbing husband about the shit that was coming his way. Bob tried to attack Carol again, but this time Tom landed a solid fist to his head and he went down like a stone. Lisa ws so proud of her Tom and gave him a wet deep tongue probe, ending with  "I love you baby." Wimpy Bob was trying to get up when Sal and Rocco returned. The Italian duo quickly had him up and they had everyone help strip the struggling stooge. Lisa thought it comical at his babbling about leaving him alone when he had already been told this was his last night alive. They were brutal in their stripping of him, making sure they all got shots in on his balls. All seven tormentors had a hand in his rough declothing, and at one time he had fourteen hands punching, pinching, pulling at him. Terry really went after his tiny cock, twisting it roughly while ridiculing Bob for his lack of manhood. "Please Carol make them stop" cried the now clearly petrified dolt, "I dont deserve this, have mercy on me." To everyones joy Carol screamed at her hubby "No mercy, you miserble fuck. Take your medicine and remember Im just a whore", and she drove her foot into his bared vulnerable balls. He collapsed, and everyone stood around him laughing and discussing how best to make the scumbag suffer.

  As the beaten hubby started to try to get up, Rocco forceably helped him and then picked up the whiner and carried him like a child into the back yard, where he tossed him on the groung like a bag of trash. Everyone came out to see the action and even these seasoned sadists were impressed with the way Sal and Rocco handled him. "Im getting that ring off your finger asshole, hard way or easy" Sal sneered and when Bob tried to run Carol actually attacked him with fists flying. Carol got her hubby down and while everyone cheered her on, she jackhammered her fists into her sobbing pleading significant others ugly puss. When he cowed before his wife, Lisa knew it was over, and settled down to watch these nasty big cocked Italians get busy on Bobby boy.

      They dragged him over to the picnic table and with no fanfare they nailed his left hand to the tabletop with a hammer and eight inch spike.. He was screaming and everyone else was cheering "Get the ring, get the ring" like it was a party game. Sal had Carol use a pair of sheet metal shears to remove her husbands ring, finger and all. Carol made sure to degrade hubby verbally and teased him with a few false starts before violently shearing her weepy hubbys ring finger off at the knucle. The coward passed out while everyone else had to see the finger up close. Peter stuck it up his nose to everyones laughter and Sal took the ring and held on to it. Tom meanwhile took a red hot three inch wide branch from the fire pit and cauterized the stump, which also awakened the stunned Bob. Lisa was overjoyed by his look of fear, and then acceptance that this nightmare was very real. "I can feel the life flowing out of him" she thought with a contented smile, as she continued to softly stroke her throbbing clit. Tom wondered idly what Bobs flesh would taste like, and then sobered up at the thought and figured the smell of the losers cooked stump, enticed him.

     Next Sal made the clown beg for his ring and everyone was impressed by Bobs ability to whine and beg. Tom figured Sal would tease Bob and then maybe feed him the ring, but when ever Sal dropped his pants and took a huge crap on the groung he knew this was gonna get hot. Lisa loved how cool this godlike Sal was, squatting there pissing and shitting in front of everyone. His cock was so fucking nice and Lisa quickly went through the power fucking he gave her a couple of weeks ago. Using his shoe Sal buried the ring in his man shit and then ordered the sobber to clean his shit covered shoe. Bob had to be difficult and refused this small request, so Rocco backhanded him hard screaming " lick his shoe clean or I will rip all your teeth out asshole." Lisa was so excited at Rocccos manliness that she wanted to jump him right there. She was so hot at the way Carols hubby physically shrank when Rocco scolded him.

     As they all watched the fag eat shit off his wifes lovers shoe, everyone knew that Bobs clock was running down. When Sal ordered the semideranged hubby to eat his pile of shit and swallow his useless ring Bob hesitated. Lisa felt rather than saw Carol fly by and grab her husband by his hair and with great violence she started to grind his face into the shit pile while screaming " eat my lovers shit you fucking freak. Eat your wedding band cause it means fucking nothing to me." Tom was amazed at the anger from Carol as he watched spittle fly from her mouth with every angry word she attacked her clearly deserving hubby. Lisa loved the sadness that had entered the fuckers dulled eyes. He figured it out, its real and nonrefundable, laughed Lisa. Though the difficult Bob puked up the shit and ring several times, they finally stayed in his stomach to everyones satisfaction. They all made fun off the shitfaced loser cowering on the lawn before them, body wracked by sobs.

   Tom was overjoyed when next Carol removed her engagement ring. which was a two carat diamond, and her wedding band. She took the hammer from Sal and smashed the ring over and over again with real anger till they were mangled saying "This signifies the end of my marriage to this shiteating coward before us." Sal fed these to Bob, who gave a good faith effort in making all gone. To everyones surprise Sal pulled out a ring box and got on one knee and proposed to Carol with an incredible romantic spate of prose that had the girls weeping and the guys in envy at his smooth  ways. When Carol accepted, Sal slid the huge five carat, one of a kind diamond on her willing finger. Lisa was impressed by these Italian guys. Yeah, she thought, they are incredibly violent and all criminals and they grab their crotches alot, but they know how to woo the ladies and she knew they were first class fuckers. She had the humorous notion that maybe they grabbed themsleves like blacks cause they were hung like blacks.

     Sal next gently pushed Carol to her knees, and taking the hint she took out his monster and went suck crazy on it. She was obviously making love to Sals foot long and everyone was real impressed with her ability to make him shout words of amore. Lisa was fixtated on Bobs weepy bruised face as Sal began to face fuck his woman, Bobs wife. He was clearly torn between sadness and sexual excitement at watching his wife swallow twelve fat inches of cock. Lisa knew that Sal was being rough to Carol daring her unrestrained husband to stop it, and she also knew that faggy had enough. When Terry pointed out loudly that he was hard, everyone went taunt crazy. Carol stopped sucking to sneer "you disgusting pervert, look at your little pecker all excited at your wife sucking real manmeat." She then went into overdrive as if willing Sals semen into her very hot mouth. When he came, with much vocals, Carol kept him in her mouth till he finished and then she got in hubbys face and spit her lovers man juice in the fags face. When her hubby cried but took it, Carol just smirked "you make me sick. I hate you and want you dead." She finished her attack with a well aimed kick to his balls and while she went to her lover kissing him deeply, hubby writhed on the lawn.

    "Jesus, I want a piece of him" thought Lisa and she hoped the guys would save some of him for her. Of course she was outrageously hot watching Sal and Rocco do their thing on wimpy. She mused that Tom and Peter were kind of in awe of the Italians and Tom had confided to her before that Sal was the kind of guy who entered a room and the guys are intimidated and the ladies are wet. She was thinking that Rocco was that squared. She came back to reality when Tom annouced that they should all take a break for drinks and food in the house.  They debated what to do with the forlorn hubby and Peter came up with the winner. The guys tied the struggling wimps feet together and then tied his feet to the end of the diving board and lowered him into the pool so he was on his back in the water looking up at the sky, and as long as he kept threading water and keeping his face up he would not drown. "What if he kills himself?" asked Terry and Tom laughed "lawyers never kill themselves." Everyone was chuckling as they entered the house for drinks, except Bob fighting for his life in the pool. 

     As Lisa prepared appetizers in the kitchen she watched the diverse people in her house converse and she was thrilled that Rocco was talking to Terry again. "I know Im a trouble maker" Lisa mused to herself, but she would like to see Rocco squash Peter, for no particular reason. She also noticed that Sal and Carol were obviously in love and she thought that was sweet. As she watched them she noticed how Sal was so protective of his woman, and Lisa liked that old fashion macho. When she looked Toms way he was smiling at her while listening to Peter talk. She guessed his smile said rescue me, so Lisa went and joined the conversation. Tom was sure he didnt want to hear anymore lawyer tales as told by Peter, so he was appreciative of Lisas timely appearance. Tom was amused at how Peter was allright in small doses, but after awhile the lawyer came out and that bored Tom. He would prefer to shoot the shit with Sal or Rocco , whos stories were much more interesting than a lawyers. He was also keeping track of Rocco and Terry, after Lisa clued him in. Being the responsible one his first thought was, this could cause problems, where as his sexy wifes first reaction was this could be a bloody party. He loved his wife even more for that and knew it kept his life interesting and exciting. He agreed with Lisa, and if it came down to it he would side with the Italians, as Lisa put it. He also knew they would have to talk with Terry about her marriage decisions, as they had just helped off her first husband last year. He chuckled at the rememberance of offing Dan, Terrys wimpy hubby.

  When everybody had a couple of drinks and some scallops wrapped in bacon, the merry group sauntered out to the pool to get back at Bob. They noticed that he was still fighting for survival and this pleased everyone, like a hunter would be happier to shoot a prime buck instead of a weak cow. The guys got him out of the pool and he was half drowned and clearly exhausted. Lisa noticed how shriveled his weiner was from the pool and she couldnt stop laughing. The others wanted to know what was up and still cackling she pointed and when everyone realised how tiny his dick and balls had gotten, it was laugh city. Tom reveled in the sight of seven dressed adults taunting a snivelling shrimp dick, as he sobbed naked and beaten, ring finger missing, trying  to cover his lack of endowment.  Lisa was amazed as she got closer to how small it actually was. She understood shrinkage and Toms got down to three or four inches when he was in the pool, but this was fucking ridiculess, she thought. It had to be under half an inch and his balls were completely hidden inside his groin. How sad Lisa mused and she was again sure this bastard deserved the fate that awaited him. She decided she had to feel the tiniest cock she had ever seen, but when she got near his tiny member the retard slapped her hand away, hard. The slap was loud and Lisa screamed, in surprise more than hurt, and everyone wanted at him at once.

   Tom said he had the right to avenge the love of his life. Lisa loved the big guy, and knew when he talked like this he got mean. Tom discreetly talked to Rocco, who went out to the caddy and returned quickly. Meantime Tom, Peter and Sal manhandled the begging woman abuser onto his feet and over to the wooden picnic table. Carol and Terry were comforting Lisa from the assault by  the pervert as Carol put it. Lisa was on fire inside which rage at the ugly fucker for striking her. How dare he touch me fumed Lisa, and she knew if given the chance, she would butcher the fucker. Sometimes dreams come true. The girls were rivetted as the guys roughly laid Bobs right arm across the picnic table. Lisa almost came when her man, Tom, drove a spike through the shrieking husbands bicep securing the arm to the tabletop. Next Sal drove a spike into the elbow and the clowns little wee wee was making water, to everyones amusement. When Rocco drove the next spike through the forearm, Bob shitted a turd about a foot long. Peter had the hammer and he drove the final spike through the incoherent, babbling idiots wrist and that arm was not going anywhere. Lisa was completely weak kneed from sexual ardor, and when her smiling husband beckoned her over she was trembling with real lust.

      "Lisa" began Tom "I promise to never let some immoral piece of trash like this ever strike you. If I cannot stop his outrageous assault on you I will bloody fucking avenge it." Lisa was swooning with love for Tom that she hadnt felt since they were teenagers. But when Tom picked up the hammer and started smashing Bobs fingers in an awesome display of savagery, while screaming that no one fucks with my woman, Lisa accepted that their love had gone to a new level of committment, and she cried real tears of joy. Tom was perceptive enough to know they were tears of joy in her eyes, and he appreciated, as she did, the love that they truly shared for each other. As he stared into Lisa beautiful eyes he passed  the axe that Rocco had retrieved from the caddy, and he loved that he could see the savage joy beaming back at him in recognition of what she was gonna be allowed to do.

      Lisa held the axe like it was the most beautiful object in the world. The varnished smooth handle, the hard cold precise steel head, and most enthralling the razor sharp blade. She didnt know why, but suspected because she really was a slut, she first used the  handle to massage her wet cunt, to everyones delight. Tom was so proud of Lisa and her ability to run with this shit. He also noticed Bob was locked in on Lisas cunt as she rubbed the handle back and forth. When he pointed this out, Lisa took the handle and rammed it in to the fuckers face, causing his head to rise. "Dont you ever look at me creep" screamed the hot Lisa, and with everyone cheering her on she axed Bobs hand off at the wrist. As a surgeon Tom was impressed at Lisas precise clean cut. He allowed Terry and Carol to use redhot pokers from the firepit to slowly cauterize stumpy, who was on the edge of delirium. Lisa was in seventh heaven at the feeling of power she had. To chop off a guys hand was the best she decided, or at least until something better came along, she smiled wantonly.

      Carol really made a big deal of asking the guys to rape her hubbys virgin ass telling everyone how many people he had raped financially in his career. To make it interesting they nailed Bobs left arm to the table and tied his legs at each end of the table legs. He was immobile, bent over the table, with ass screaming soneone fuck me. The guys didnt want to at first, but with promises of wild sex later from the girls, soon the assfuck party was in full swing. The guys went small to large: Tom, Peter, Sal, and finally the freak, Rocco. And while the ass assault was underway the girls sat on the other side of the table inches from Bobs face, taunting, spitting and slapping his ugly puss. "Hows it feel faggot" taunted Carol and Lisa kept saying wait till Rocco gets you asshole. Terry was using the severed ring finger to taunt the brutalized pig by waving it in his face and pretending to suck it. The girls knew when Rocco drove his cock home. It seemed like the air all rushed out of the loser and his eyes really did bulge out of their sockets. Along with his tongue hanging out of his ugly mouth, Lisa thought he looked insane and wondered if they had broken his mind. She realised she didnt care at this point, she needed the finality of hisdeath to get her to that ultimate orgasm.

      When the guys finished their rape everyone was amazed at the fact that his ass was remaining three inches wide open. "Bad news good news" Tom solemnly told the raped fag,"your going  to need diapers, but dont worry you will be dead before your next dump." Everyone howled at the truth and they got down to a group punch out of the stunned victim. The guys ripped his ruined arms free and when he was up they all started punching the defenseless idiot. Tom was stoked at the level of hate for this weasle.As he watched Peter and Rocco see who could drive the traumatized hubbys head farther to the side with their punches he was thinking how are we gonna top this and he knew something would turn up. Carol was fondling Peters hardening cock and Terry had two hands working Roccos godcock. "There she is again" smiled Lisa as she watched Terry falling under the huge Italians spell. She noticed Peter was so into punching Bob and feeling Carols hand stroke his member that he didnt see the look of devotion that was in Terrys eyes as she gazed at Rocco. Lisa thought Roccos massive fuck stick looked happy to be in Terrys hands and she again thought of Peter as a victim and smiled.

     Sal had gotten the cut off right hand of Bob and he demanded that he stick it up his own ass. Lisa loved it and needed to see this loser humiliate himself so wonderfully. Tom guessed the asshole would go the hard route, and sure enough he decide to rebel. He darted at Sal and it was a little onesided to say the least. Bob had two destroyed arms. a missing hand, gaping shithole, and he couldnt fight anyways. As Tom was near the action he swore he could he feel the impact of Sals meaty fist smashing Bobs nose to mush. The blood and snot flew and Lisa got blood on her face and neck. Without a  thought she wiped the blood with her fingers and licked the blood off them, savoring it like fine wine. When she looked up Tom was staring at her with absolute lust in his eyes. Lisa collected more blood and when she got it in her mouth, she went to Tom and frenched him, and in a tender moment of love they swapped their spit and Bobs blood. Meanwhile Sal tried to get the hubby up but he was still out. "Fuckers not getting off that easy" screamed Sal and Lisa had to laugh looking at the freak on the ground. He was missing a hand, a finger, his nose was broken, his eyes were swollen shut and blackened, his asshole was still obscenely wide open. And yet Lisa knew Bob was getting more pain before he got off the train.

   They finally got the slacker up from his nap and Sal made him beg to be allowed to fist his own ass. Lisa loved the look of contempt on Carols face as Bob went into a barely understandable whiney beg. Sal said "because you have been such a good sport have at it little fella." Tom was delighted to see the coward show some life as he rammed his amputated right hand in and out of his ruined shithole with his wounded left hand. When Lisa saw that Bob was hard and dripping precum she started to fondle his little chubby. "EWW" cried Terry how can you touch that thing. Lisa just smiled and waited for Bob to get close to his cum. She was kneeling beside the, on his back fistfucker, and when he started to cum, Lisa violently drove the claw hammer into his sack, claws first. To everyones merryment the loser shot two loads of cum, the first one was white and went a foot in the air. The second one was bloody red and flew a good three feet into the air. Lisa marveled at the two bleeding claw marks in the ruined sack, and she was dripping cunt juice. "I wish I had thought of that" laughed Terry, and then she honestly added "I love you Lisa," and Lisa was flattered. Tom was again so proud of his woman and he couldnt wait to see what she came up with next. He did think it time to give the wimp a breather, and everyone listened because he was a doctor afterall.

      The seven sadists were having drinks in the yard while Bobby took his last nap. "What a nasty piece of shit' snapped Peter and Carol took this time to give everyone heartfelt thanks for freeing her from the sentence she was under. There were more than a few tears and the hugs and kisses were sincere and chaste.Tom love that this was more honest and natural than any other social gatherings he went to. Why shouldnt the strong torment the weak he thought, its only natural. Lisa was still riding waves of sexual bliss that were swamping her body from head to foot. Cutting off the losers hand and ramming the claws into his balls had made Lisa a burning cauldron of pure lust. She knew soon she was gonna need cock, lots of cock to satisfy her. She also discreetly noticed that even though Terry was sitting on Peters lap, her attention was locked on Rocco. Lisa laughed and envied that puppy dog look plastered on Terrys beautiful face. Tom read the look of lust in Lisas eyes and hoped the guys could satisfy her. He recalled recently when he and Lisa attended a swingers party and the guys were losers and Lisa had that look of sluttiness in her eyes. He hads to take her to a sleaze bar with a back room and there she fucked seventeen nasty lowlifes. Ir was truly a highlight of Toms life. But for now he thought Lisa would be fine because after Bob suddenly, unexpectedly died, Lisa would have such a massive cum that even she would be sated, at least for tonight.

      Sal noticed the loser stirring and silently got everyone around the sprawled fucker, and as he woke to his nightmare, everyone started to piss on the hubbby. Bob sat up, figured out it was all real and lay down and took their group golden shower like the coward he was. Carol used this time to further taunt her broken hubby, and Lisa was proud of her righteous anger and superb catalogue of insults. "Never once did you make me cum you loser. I have suffered because you are not a man. Just think asshole, Sal will be giving me multiple oergasms in my bed tonight, and you will be dead." To everyones amusement Bob was again stroking his midget wood. When pisssboy was helped to his feet, Sal stood before him and everyone knew this was the end for faggy boy. Lisa loved the contrast between the beaten ugly Bob, and the statuesque and handsome Sal. As Sal was still naked from assbanging the creep, Lisa could take in all the beauty of his superior weapon. Sal demanded that Bob get on his knees and beg forgiveness for making Carol so unhappy, and then to go around and beg everyone to decide his fate. Lisa was overjoyed in the way Bob sincerely begged his wife, and even more so at the violent way Carol told him to fuck off and die. She had to be restrained by Sal and Rocco as she repeatedly jabbed one of the bloody eight inch spikes into her hubbys face. Tom loved the way everyone got a chance to tell Bob how much they loathed him and get in their last physical shots on him, and he was comvinced that the clown believed he deserved this shit before he finished his rounds.

     The trial was quick and Bob was convicted in record time. Lisa loved that no one had any reservations about offing the turd. It must be a sad existence to know everyone really hates you thought the ever popular Lisa. They had great fun debating how to off the fucker while he lay at their feet stroking his tiny soldier like the freal he was. Sal asked Tom if Bob would make it through having his balls completely crushed and Tom thought he would go into shock, but he would just stick him with adrenelin. But the Doc cautioned the others that his heart would burst soon, and they should get on with it, besides he added he needed to get laid. Everyone was excited to see what Sal had in mind when he went to his caddy again.  When he returned he had Roccco help him and in minutes they had Bobby boy ready for the final act. They sat him in a wooden chair and had driven small nails all through his bleeding swollen sack, nailing his ball bag securely fanned out, to the heavy wood chair

      Next Sal commanded the soon to be dead fucker to start stroking his little wee wee and Bob did with gusto, as he was quite mad, and sure enough his three inches were hard and ready for their final cum. Tom was laughing loudly while looking down on this shithead, who was yanking his cockette to beat the band, left hand of course. Everyone else was gathered around the loser and they were all giddy. Through much spitting, teasing and taunting, and a few well placed kicks, they kept Bobby hard and focused. Lisa could feel the sexual tension in the air and loved the power that eminated from all her friends. Just being this close to the seminaked Rocco and Sal was playing havoc with her cunt, Lisa needed cock soon. She was getting great looks at Roccos swinging cock and balls. "Its got to be ten inches soft and his balls are fucking huge" smiled Lisa to herself.

   Sal told the others how he would end this thing, as he put it. Sal and Carol knelt by the still stroking bob and each had five pound ball pein hammers. Lisa figured out Bobbys bbs were in for a proper smashing and she knew this was good. She really believed scum like him deserved to have his balls destroyed before being terminated. As Terry straddled Bobs face she lowered her beautifl cunt so it was mere inches from the savaged face. As she stared down at him, Terry taunted him with calls to take a look at the last cunt he would ever see. Tom saw Bob trying to get his tongue at Terrys cunt and he was apalled at how weak the fucker really was. "Great lawyer, scummy citizen" Tom mumbled to himself as he contiued to watch Bob wantonly humiliate himself. " Hes getting ready" pointed out Lisa to the others and Sal and Carol had the hammers ready. When they saw the bloody sperm start to leave the undersized prick, they swung their hammers repeatedly like they were driving railroad ties. Lisa had another above average cum as she watched the hammers destroy the groin. Not only did his balls explode, but she heard the bones in his pelvic region shattering. The area immediatly turned angry dark blue and was swelling at a wild rate. She was really panting at the shocked bugged out eyed look of the dummy sucking air on the chair. As a doctor, Tom knew the fucker was getting ready to shove off and he again cautioned Sal to focus on the ending quickly.

To Lisas and the others joy, Sal decided that Bob should watch his own funeral party and so they tied him standing up near the pool. There, as Bobby fought for each breath, the seven killers had a full tilt fuck party. Tom was in heaven when he was buried from behind up Terrys hot cunt. Feeling her swinging magnificent breasts was a bonus he thought. As he viewed the others he was happy that his wife, Lisa, was in the middle of a fuck sandwich with Rocco and Sal. He also loved that Peter was ass fucking Carol as she leaned on Bob and Peter was spitting in the insanes hubbys face and Carol was taunting him crazy. Tom had to shake his head when he realised Bob was moving his hips back and forth, and Tom was amazed the pervert was trying to cum, even though his balls were destroyed. Lisa,on the other hand, was truly in another world. She had a lot of sex over the years but she knew this was special, and she intended getting all the cums she could. She had cum when Roccos horsecock first enterd her cunt, but when Sal took her shit hole, she went on a series of orgasms that was historic. Before the Italian stallions were done with her, Lisa figure she had at least six full force orgasms.When they both pulled out, Lisa experienced an emotional void and understood she would do anything for Rocco, just like Terry.

      Tom had a nice cum in Terrys snatch and after they deep kissed he went and  helped Lisa to a lounge chair and held her tenderly, as he loved her enough to want her to enjoy what had to be the ultimate for such a slut. She was babbling nonsense and covered in sweat and Tom was a happy camper because for the next several weeks Lisa would be completely mellow and willing to do any damn thing Tom wished. Lisa was still focused on the two cocks that had brought her so much joy. As she watched their mammoth cocks swinging around as they talked and joked , Lisa wondered if she had to choose between Tom and Rocco what her choice would be. She hoped she would choose Tom because he was so fun to be around and she could always get guys to fuck her, though Rocco was a one in a million thing. She did think waking up with that cock next to her everyday would be most satisfying. She'd even help him scratch his balls she giggled to herself. Tom was still looking at Terry as he had much enjoyed her cunt and was amused that she was using her hand to scoop sperm from her cunt and feed it to the dying fool.

      Everyone watched Terry and then Lisa feed the very willing Bob his last meal. But when Carol got Peters cum from her ass she went into mock overdrive as she brutally stuffed the sperm into her husbands fucked mouth. "Eat it all you faggot and then die, die ,die" ranted Carol and everyone found great satisfaction in her anger. They were all sure Bobby boy brought this on himself. Lisa watched excitedly as Rocco took a short lenght of wire and stepped behind the fucker. When Rocco looped the wire around Bobs neck, Lisa knew she could cum again and she immediatly got Toms cock in her snatch, as she wanted him with her for this. Tom was moved that Lisa wanted this, even though he laughed at how loose her cunt was after Rocco plowed her. They really did make love as Rocco slowly choked the stooge to death. Carol and Sal stood inches from Bobs ugly bruised face, so his last visions would be of his beautiful wife tonguing her lover with incredible passion. Peter was banging Terry like a dynamo, and Lisa thought he was trying to prove he was up to the challenge. Lisa also saw that Terrys eyes never left Roccos face the whole time. When Rocco tightened his grip, Bobs tongue stuck out grotesquely and Sal started to finger Carol to an immense cum. All three girls had over the top cums as the worthless creeps lights went out for ever.

  Lisa was content to just lay under her husband, as the last cum had been awesome. She felt so close to Tom now and she also felt completely free. Tom was empty as he felt like Lisa had drained him deeper than ever before. He loved how close these parties had brought them and hoped they would have lots more chances. Tom  saw other couples their age drifting apart and divorcing, mostly because they were bored. He knew as long as Lisa and him had this thing they would be like teenagers in love. He mused at the people who asked them what was the success to their marriage. If only they knew laughed Tom as he tenderly fondled his wifes perfect tits. Lisa was rubbing Toms arm sweetly and she was giggling inside at the polar opposites. There was a very dead Bob, who was horrible defiled and abused and there was seven healthy sexy gods and goddesses reveling in his demise. She figured life really wasnt fair, and she also was sure she would have it no other way.

Sal and Rocco roughly packed the body in the trunk of the caddy and everyone was having drinks after showering and dressing. Tom made sure to address the security required to keep this thing going. They planned Bobs closed casket funeral for the next tuesday with several last humiliations : they would dress him in womans clothes, put pics of his final party in the casket, and before burying the slob, they would invite a select few to shit on the body before closing the coffin for good. They figured he deserved the best humilation they could give, and then the party broke up like as if everyone needed time to digest such an awesome evening. Lisa pointed out to Tom how Terry and Peter didnt hold hands as they walked to their car, compared to Rocco and Sal, who each had their massive arms around Carol as they led her to the caddy. Tom warned her not to push this shit and that Terry had already offed one husband and Lisa smiled thinking she could easily push Terry into burrying number two. She fell asleep in her loving husbands arms thinking of more mayhem to come.

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