Purple Rabbit Pt3 the final story

Purple Rabbit Pt3 the final story Purple Rabbit Pt3 the final story

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Genre: Horror

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Status: Finished

Genre: Horror

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this is the third and final part of my story about the rabbit and I feel if you read the first two you know what to expect so yeah enjoy. As usual please send me ideas for stories and criticism for improvement...

Summary

this is the third and final part of my story about the rabbit and I feel if you read the first two you know what to expect so yeah enjoy. As usual please send me ideas for stories and criticism for improvement...

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Submitted: July 17, 2012

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Part 3

Blood poured out onto James’s cock as he pounded the young virgin ass, he felt the victim’s leg twitching and the young boy screams out “Please Stop Dad... Please!” James just grunted and carried on thrusting away into the ass of his son, the bedroom door opened James did not stop; it was his other son Jerry who walked in. Jerry was 16 years old, he had recently been bought some Rabbit Pyjamas they were bright purple and came with a rabbit style hat. “Jerry come and help daddy by putting your Willy in your brothers mouth...” Jerry was only thirteen but had been living in the house with his twisted family for long enough to know he had to agree with everything he was told... he hopped on the bed, crawled over the ropes holding his brother in place, tied so tightly around the seven year olds frail wrists they had cut his skin open. Jerry put his flaccid penis against his little brothers lips “That’s it Jerry, OPEN YOUR MOUTH BITCH” shouted the dad, he complied and Jerry put it in, he could feel his brothers tongue slapping it and his teeth grind against it. Jerry pinched on his brothers nose and pushed his penis to the back of his brothers mouth and listened to the sound of him choking till he threw up into his mouth, Jerry didn’t pull out he watched as his own brother choked to death before his eyes, his penis now fully erect and his dad still going at him the child died...

So this is what happened to Jerry who as you know later becomes the dancing rabbit. He is just the product of an abusive childhood in which he killed his own brother and watched as his dad struggled to remove his dick from his son’s rigomortis stricken arse. Yes Jerry the purple rabbit a product of a crack whore and a peado.

Listen if the first part was ‘too sick’ Do NOT read on. Or do but this may lead to you in the fetal position in the corner of the room and then trying to get up the courage to remove the chair from beneath you so you become suspended in mid air. Don’t worry if you pussy out from suicide ill use your intestines as rope and kick away the chair...

Jerry the rabbit danced into the maternity ward, a woman was screaming she had been in labour six hours and was predicted she would be having triplets. Jerry was not happy this woman was his latest victim and had not aborted. Jerry walked into the room; she had her legs in stirrups and a doctor staring up into her looking for any sign of birth. Jerry swaggered in two stepping in the door way and then C walking up to the doctor, he grabbed a scalpel and slit the doctors throat, the blood squirted out onto the woman’s pussy. The woman screamed as she pushed out the head of the first child, she couldn’t stop now because of the rabbit’s presence. Jerry gripped the first baby and pulled it out, gripping its head he pushed his fingers in till heard a crack and his fingers were met his thumb, h pulled apart the Childs brain and threw its corpse at the woman, she was creaming but still had to push. Jerry knew this could take a long time, he got the IV stand and stabbed her in the stomach with it repeatedly, he pulled out the remaining bodies and placed them in the arms of the dead mother, pouring petrol on to them and watching as they burned before leaving the hospital.

He left the hospital, to find Jimmy at the end of the corridor. “I thought you were in a Looney bin?” (Jimmy was the first stories victim) Well Mr. Rabbit I took another one of them pills you gave me now all the staff are dead and you are next. “Jimmy please don’t make me kill you, i had fun on our little ‘trip’” “I didn’t i raped and killed people!” “I know hilarious!” Jimmy ran towards the rabbit, he knew that this was a ridiculous idea he couldn’t win but in his head the pills were making it seem like a logical idea it was also making the hospital look like a stadium filled with leprechauns but that’s not important. Jimmy threw a tray of surgical equipment at Jerry and watched as the sharper tools lodged into the thick rabbit costume

and Jerry merely brushed them off. Jimmy punched Jerry directly in the eye, the forced of the punch may have broken his hand but it was hard enough to knock the rabbit onto his purple ass, Jimmy’s right hand was broken but he used his left to pull out his 9mm pistol (in his head it was laser firing nuclear missile launcher) and fired the full clip into Jerry. 3 shots in the head, 4 in the chest and two in crotch. Blood poured out of Jerry. Jimmy could hear the Leprechauns cheering. The police arrived and realised yes there was a rabbit, he wasn’t mental but he had killed just over fifty staff at a hospital so had to be arrested.

The church was quiet, no one had really arrived just a few junkies and a young woman who sat alone, Jimmy was there too he stood at the back in chains with the police present. It was Jerry’s funeral, a purple coffin and a simple ceremony in which a confused priest claimed that this is one soul which will be condemned to hell.

The coffin was lowered and Jimmy spat into the hole, as did the junkies, the woman stood quiet watching. Jimmy turned to her, the cop with him closed in to see what was being said. “Who are you?” Jimmy asked her, she looked and replied “your worst nightmare” Jimmy stood quiet he didn’t want to know anymore and the fact she was now stood eye to eye with him her face would have suited poker it was expressionless her eyes were pure black. Yet she had tears in them from crying “You killed my husband, now you will die”

Jimmy awoke tied to a stone table, he had been stripped, his chains now held him down. The woman sat at the end of the table she was smiling, in one hand she was massaging his balls and in the other she held razor wire, which was tied to his dick, she held it so tight it was cutting into her hand, but yet it was only loosely tied around his dick. But the massaging meant his dick was solid and would not have any give if the wire was to be pulled and he would be castrated. She dropped the wire and crawled up to him still sh was in between his legs in a weird school girl outfit, her smile was creepy and the fact she was giggling wasn’t helping Jimmy calm down. “Listen Jimmy one of two things will happen, you will experience pleasure like never before or i will cause you pain through methods the devil himself would disapprove. It is your choice” she removed the razor wire. “Your silence means to me you wish to die.” Jimmy couldn’t speak at all he was a mute his tongue had been removed and lips glued together. “Just say ‘please’ and i will spend the next 24 hours fucking you till my pussy is raw and your dick can no longer achieve an erection even with Viagra...” Jimmy could not speak. “Fine, let’s have some fun” she said punching him in the bladder, and biting down on his penis, she looked at him squirming in paint. She took a small piece of metal tubing which had multiple ‘metal thorns’ up it like the stalk of a rose. It was only thin. She gripped his dick tight and pushed it into his japs eyes he screamed tearing the skin from his lips as he did.

She cut down the side of his dick, and gripped it tight till her hand was covered in blood, she put her hand in a bag of salt and proceeded to jack him off, the tube was still inside of him and he could feel the thorns cutting into him with every hand movement and the salt seeping into the cut. He ejaculated through the hollow tube and she used it as a straw to pull up all the fluid before spitting into his face and some in his mouth. She walked away and returned a lighter and a can of deodorant, she sprayed it onto his neck just below his Adam’s Apple and lit it watching the skin melt away she pushed the can into the hole, and left the zippo lit next to it, as she walked away it blew up his throat split open and burned as his head was held on by nothing more than a few veins and strands of untorn skin. She ran back and kicked his head sending it across the room.

It got shit at the end .


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