I get hired for special situations, so it isn’t easy to find me. It’s best not to advertise my services. But I can be found if somebody looks hard enough.
I received a package from a certain Giulia Lucado. In it was the picture of a woman she wanted out of the way. I was told the target in question was fucking her husband and she wanted me to put a stop to it. If I accepted the job, a payment would be sent electronically as per my instructions.
I don’t usually respond to domestic squabbles where a wife is being wronged. I wasn’t sure how she’d found me, but that didn’t matter. I was prepared to relocate if necessary.
Things took an interesting turn the next day when two more packages came in from two other women. They included similar pictures of the same woman Giulia wanted me to eliminate. I found the timing more than a little coincidental.
I had my suspicions when a fourth package arrived on the third day. This was from a fourth woman who also wanted this slut dead for fucking her husband. What clinched it for me was her saying she was a part of a group of females who had gotten together to hire my services. If I sent instructions to each one of them for my payment, the funds would be sent right away.
How could I resist? I had four women wanting me to get rid of the same bitch. And they were all willing to pay up. If they turned on me, all four could be implicated in the conspiracy.
I sent information to each woman where they could send the funds. Within a few days I electronically received my payment from each one. The only request I was given was that they desired the bitch be humiliated and that I make it hurt.
I tracked her down and followed her movements. I learned Cristina liked to swim out in the bay on a regular basis. It would be easy enough to drown her. And swallowing salt water would hurt like hell.
I made a note of her habits until I learned the days she was liable to be out for a swim. I obtained some scuba gear that would give me enough air for the assignment at hand. Then I went to the bay and watched from a secluded part of the shore.
Three days later the slut showed up with a male friend. I wondered if he was the husband of one of those four women or if he was some other male she was seeing. I decided it really didn’t matter.
I geared up and then headed into the water, making sure I hadn’t been seen. Then I finned my way toward her part of the beach. My only concern was she might not get into the water before I ran out of air.
I needn’t have worried. She wasn’t at the beach five minutes before she came out for a swim. She was in a very skimpy white outfit that showed a lot of cleavage.
I waited until she was out in about 20 feet of water. Then I made my move. I swam up, grabbed an ankle and then pulled her under.
She burbled and thrashed about as I dragged her farther out into deeper water. But she wasn’t prepared to hold her breath very long. Once she started coughing up bubbles I knew it was over.
I paused to hold her in my grasp so I could watch her eyes. She spasmed and convulsed in my grip. She looked sexy and she made my cock hard. No wonder she was such a slut and was getting married men to fawn all over her.
I waited until she had gone completely limp. But the look in her expression told me how much it hurt and how horrified she was. It took her many seconds longer to lose consciousness than she probably would have wished.
I pulled down my trunks and rammed my hard cock down her throat. I figured the wives would like the way I used her mouth after she was gone. Naturally she gave me a willing blowjob.
We sank to the bottom in about thirty-five feet of water before I pulled her bottoms aside and slid my cock into her pussy. She bounced in my lap as I enjoyed the way her breasts wobbled. I removed them from their confinement, groping and squeezing them.
I left a load up her cunt, but I decided I wasn’t through humiliating her as per our agreement. So I shoved my cock down her throat again so she could help me remain nice and hard. She had a dazed, vacant look in her eyes, but I swear it was as though she was enjoying me even after she was dead.
When I had gotten sufficiently hard I turned her around and pushed my cock up her ass. She was nice and tight, and I enjoyed fucking her on the bottom of the bay for another ten minutes. I left a second deposit up her butt, although I suspected I was not the only one who’d used it like that in her slutty past.
I swam her out into deeper water away from the shore and her friend. I wedged her down among some rocks where she could remain for a while before she was found or the gases in her corpse lifted her to the surface. Then I made my way back to my secluded spot on the shore, convinced I’d given her the kind of ending those four wives would have approved of.
When I got back to shore I discovered her male friend had panicked and left. Maybe he was married and did not want to be associated with her disappearance as it would not look good on him. She certainly had picked a real winner to join her on the beach for the day.
A few days later the papers reported her as missing. No one knew where she was. I got one small note from one of the wives, thanking me for my efforts. I sent her a return note… “I believe I gave her the humiliation you desired. I convinced her of the error of her ways. She won’t be bothering your husbands again.”
(Jun 23 ’18)
(Pictures found in my archive and used for illustration purposes.)