Sadistic Target

Karen drew out the dagger from the target's chest. The VIP, who had been targeted since 1.5 years ago, finally lost his life. Karen licked the blood from the dagger. Her naked body sits on top of her target's body which is also naked. Karen patted the cheek of the man who was blindfolded with a black cloth.  "All men in this world will fall into sex. I'm glad that you have this kind of fantasy. It makes my job easier," Karen whispered into the already lifeless man's ear. 

Karen sliced the rope wrapped around the man's two arms. The man's right and left hands fell slumped on the bed. Karen sliced the veins of the two men's arms. Blood rushed to the bed that had white sheets. Karen got out of bed. She saw the man's and sliced it up. Karen's cruelty didn't end there. She sliced the left and right sides of the abdomen, just like slicing meat from the side. Blood flowed, soaking the bed sheet. 

"You’re shit!"

Karen's hatred for this man was the worst hatred she had ever expressed for her target. About half an hour ago, Karen and this man made love hotly in that room. The man booked a special room to perform sadistic sex. Karen managed to find out the man's fetish and sex preferences from research she did for about 1.5 years since Dominic gave him the task of killing this man.

For hating rapists. She found data that showed this man was a ** rapist. Not only women, but also children. 

Karen inserted herself into the club where this person subscribed. The club turned out to be no ordinary club. The club sells prostitutes. Karen managed to qualify and in order to achieve her target, Karen has been working hard for 1.5 years. Until the end, this terrible man chose Karen to satisfy his lust.

"You can do it, can't you?" asked the man. 

"Sure. I've been trained," Karen said, whispering in the man's ear.

Karen undresses the men one by one, then pulls the ropes from all four sides of the bed. Karen will play the dominant role. 

Karen tied the man's hands and feet. His body was supine like pork. Karen took a black cloth that was already available in the room, then tied it to the man's head. The two men's eyes were completely closed. 

Karen touched the man's neck and kissed him. The man sighed. "Make me satisfied, Please" The man begged and began his role. 

Karen smiled. 

"My pleasure. I will keep you satisfied until the heart bursts," Karen whispered over the man's two eyes. 

The man smiled. His chest had ups and downs. He had already felt a hot sensation all over his body and waited for Karen to do something naughty to him. 

Karen pecked the man's face from the man's forehead, eyes, cheeks, nose, and lips. Karen licked and pecked the man's neck. Keep going down until the man sighs, enjoying the play of tongue and lips on his lower body. He asked for something more, something that made him scream loudly. Karen then got out of bed and picked up a leather spanker. Karen touched the skin of the man's upper thigh with a spanker raising it up, and then hit the man's abdomen. 

The man yelled and said it was delicious. Karen grinned. So Karen hit the man in the sensitive part which further increased arousal. The man yelled, sighed and asked Karen to do it again. Because it gladly gives various stimuli. He touched the soles of the man's feet and Karen saw the man's tightens. 

"Just like that? Already tense?"

"Oh, Please! Do worse!" The man asked. 

Karen was almost exploding her laugh when she heard the man say it. 

"Okay, my master," Karen said sweetly and blew the man's ears. The sensual gust from Karen made the man's ears turn red. 

After that, Karen also replaced the spanker with another tool. She clamped the man's two breasts. Karen heard a violent sigh and there was also laughable activity from the man's. 

"You should be punished! You've taken out that much cement."

"Oh, I love it!" the man shouted. "Please!" 

Karen climbed onto the man's belly and fiddled with her breasts over the man's nipples. Then play with the man's nipples with her tongue, alternating with hands and getting harder. The harder Karen played, The man sighed harder and tasted. The man's reaction made Karen smile amused to see him. The man begged Karen to do something more. 

"I didn't expect it, you can be like this. Aren't you usually the one who becomes dominant?" whispered Karen. Her lips touched the man's lips. 

The person almost seemed to be unable to breathe. Karen still fiddled with his tongue very masterfully. The moment Karen broke free, spit came out of the person's mouth. Karen then slapped the man on both cheeks, from slowly becoming harder and harder. 

"Answer! Why can you enjoy being dominant?!" Karen asked loudly. Pulling the man's head back with a loud bang, but then asked softly, "When in fact you are submissive."

Karen then blew the man's face. 

"It was fun," the man said. 

"Fun?" Karen asked back. "How can it be fun?"

Karen's memory mentions horrific data of the man's actions on a number of women and children. Not only girls, but also boys. 

"Didn't you know it? You're becoming dominant right now. Isn't there a time when you also become submissive?"

Karen looked at the face of the man who now seemed to be begging to be tortured longer for the sake of the pleasure. 

"You are indeed a bastard!" said Karen. Karen also hit the man's face hard.

The man laughed. Swearing actually increases sensual stimulation of the body. Karen shook his hips over the man's belly. 

"Put it in!" the man pleaded with a shout. 

Karen slowly backed away. However, she did not grant the man's wish. Karen is more interested in torturing that person longer. He pulled the man's legs and hands tighter. It seemed that his hand and leg muscles were tense. 

"Oh! what are you doing?" sighed the man. 

"You'll feel sensations you've never felt before," Karen says in a sensual voice. 

The man nodded many times. With his eyes closed, he couldn't see what Karen was going to do. He expected Karen to make him satisfied until he limped. 

Karen picked up the flogger and began to touch the man's sensitive areas. Sigh after sigh came out of the man's esophagus. 

Karen took the daggers she had prepared in each room. For 1.5 years, she joined the club and disguised as an employee, she had the freedom to go in and out of every room while serving clients until her target got into his arms.

Karen touched the man again. This time with a flogger and also the tip of a dagger. "Do you feel anything different?"

The man nodded. "What is it?"

Karen hit the man's body with a flogger. "From now on you must not ask!"

Karen took control by taking a ball of mouth. Karen stuffed it into the man's mouth. After that, Karen used the flogger again to touch the man's sensitive parts. Everything goes easier when the man's expectations are at their peak. 

The peak moment for Karen was not to insert the man's body part into the hole of her own body, but when she plunged a knife into the man's heart. Karen pulled out and stabbed into the abdomen. For Karen, the man's death cry was more beautiful to sound than peak ejaculation. 

Karen saw her work for the last time. After that she was stunned. Moments later when the smell of rancid blood pierced her nose, Karen moved, showering in the bathroom in the room. Karen put on clothes casually and walked out of the room speechlessly. 

Karen left the nightclub directly. Karen disappeared into a place that ordinary people would not be able to find. 

The man was found the next day when the janitor went into the room to tidy up the room.