A Killer In TV Land

   Synopsis: While working as a janitor in the lab of a top scientist,
James, a man with a dark fantasy, ran across a fantastic invention - a
remote that can take the viewer into a television show.  He was always
afraid of getting caught, so he never lived out fantasies...until now...

   Episode 001

   iCancelled - Permanently

   Carly Shay rushed up to the front door of her and her brother's
apartment.  It was going to be a long afternoon.  With Freddie and Spencer
out of town, she would have to do the webcast alone with her best friend,
Sam Puckett.  She walked up to the front door of her apartment, wearing a
light blue jacket with a pink sleeveless top on underneath that.  Her tight
black jeans clung to her lower body as she strode to the door and her hair
was up in a ponytail.  "Maybe I have a few minutes before she gets here."
She smiled to herself, knowing Sam usually ran a little behind and always
wanted to raid the fridge first thing when she got there.

   Carly turned the key and walked inside, her backpack strap slung over
one shoulder, caught up in what she wanted to do with the show today to pay
much attention to the inside for the apartment.  She figured Sam would be a
few minutes, so she wanted to talk out some ideas to herself, keeping them
in her mind while vocalizing them slightly.  "We could talk about that, but
no one would care." She walked around a couple steps, her ponytail bouncing
behind her.  "Or we could just do that, get some viewers interested." She
thought for a moment to herself then went to turn.  "Or we could..."

   Carly turned and stopped her thoughts and words immediately.  Her mouth
dropped open and her backpack dropped to the floor with a loud bang.  She
couldn't speak as the site before her shocked and terrified her.  Her
friend Sam was seated in a chair behind their hard camera, but the young
blonde's hands were bound behind her back and she was gagged.  The large,
dark-haired man behind her friend scared her more as he held a kitchen
knife to her Sam's throat.  "Hello Carly." The man smiled, running the
knife along Sam's throat as the young curly-haired blonde began to cry. 
"How about going over there and locking that door?  Wouldn't want to be
interupted." He smirked, watching the young girl back up.  Sam's eyes
begged Carly to comply.  "And don't do anything stupid or I will have to
give Sam another smile." As he ran the knife along her throat, Sam squealed
in fear.

   Carly slowly backed up towards the door.  "Please...please don't hurt
us." She wasn't paying attention to how fast she backed up or how far. 
"What do you want from us?" A tear ran down Carly's cheek as she backed
into the door.  She reached back and locked the door.  "We don't have much
money, but you can take what you want." She stayed there, pressed to the
door, terrified for herself and her friend.

   The man smiled, stepping from behind Sam, but keeping his hand on her
curly blonde hair.  "Oh, I just want to have a little fun with the iCarly
girls." He motioned for Carly to come back to the center of the room by her
backpack.  "In fact, I have an idea for a stunner of a show." He chuckled
as Carly slowly moved back to where she had been before she discovered the
intruder.  "Me and Same here..." He ran his hand along Sam's cheek.  Sam
closed her eyes and shuddered, tears on her cheek.  "We've got all your
prompts ready and waiting for your part of it, Carly." He pointed at the
camera.  "All you got to do is read and do what they say." He smiled.  "It
would be in the best interest of both you girls to do what I tell you." He
showed her the knife before sticking it in his back pocket.  "Sam's sitting
the first part out though, aren't you Sam..." Sam's eyes opened and the
fear was obvious in them.

   Carly's hands shook as she moved her backpack to the side, as if sensing
it was in her way.  "S-s-s-sure...anything you want, mister." She reached
up and wiped the tears from her eyes.  "Just, please, don't hurt us." Her
hands shook as she slowly fiddled with her jacket, waiting for the man to
tell her what he wanted from her.

   The man smiled and rubbed his hands together, as if to think he was a
classic villain.  "Excellent." He moved over to a stack of poster boards.
Carly watched, puzzled but scared.  "I know you will do just fine and not
do anything stupid." Carly nodded frantically. 
"Ready...and...3...2...1..." He flipped on the camera and motioned for the
raven-haired teen to start the show.

   Carly watched as the red light on the front of the camera came on.  She
took a deep breath and stilled herself - knowing she would have to fake any
enthusiasm, then began to read.  "Hey everybody, welcome to another episode
of iCarly!" She faked her smile as she continue to read.  "Today, it's just
me and Sam here in the studio and we have a very special show planned." She
quickly read the instructions, holding a finger up to make a point.  "In
fact, fans, today you will see things you never have before." She faked a
devious smile.  "Or ever will again here on iCarly." She shook a little
reading the next line.  "So, enough teasing you people, its time for the
REAL fun." Her eyes grew wide as she saw the next card.  She gulped.

   The man smiled as he held the next instruction card which read -
"STRIP...SLOWLY...start with your back and work it good or Sam gets cut."
The man nodded as watched Carly slowly turn her back to the camera.  He
chuckled quietly to himself as he watched her shake when he turned on the
music, a slow, R and B beat.

   Carly knew she had no choice, but knew she had to do this, for Sam's and
her sake.  As she heard the music start, the slender girl began to sway her
hips back and forth.  She slowly reached up, undoing her ponytail and
letting her hair loose to fall around her shoulders.  She looked over her
shoulder, seeing the man smiling, his hand on Sam's shoulder.  She wanted
to give him a hate-filled look, but, seeing the fear in Sam's eyes, she
instead winked -partly to let her friend know she was going to be ok. 
Carly rolled her hips back slightly, causing her little heart-shaped ass to
stick out in her tight jeans.  She slowly reached up, teasing removing the
jacket for a moment.  She dropped the jacket from her shoulder, exposing
the tanned skin it hid beneath.  She looked over her shoulder again,
smiling before letting it slide off her arms and she tossed it to the side.

   Carly slowly spun back around to face the camera.  As she ran her hands
up into her black hair, she forced a sly smile on her face.  However, that
smile disappeared as she saw the next card.  She knew she had no choice
though and she slowly complied.  "I bet our guys are wondering if this is
for real." She slowly moved her hands onto her collarbone.  "I assure you,
it's as real as these." She moved her hands under her breasts and slowly
began to massage herself through her clothes.  Her shirt raised up just
enough for her belly-button to poke out.  "Mmmmhmmm.  Feels soooo good."
She smiled at the camera, then spun around, her hair twirling as she did.
Slowly her hands moved down to the bottom of her shirt and began to lift
the garment up.  As she did so, more and more of her tanned skin came to
view.  Her motion stopped for a moment, the garment bunched at her armpits,
the back of her red bra showing.  She winked at the camera again before
pulling the shirt free from her body and tossing it to the side.

   Carly turned back to the camera, faking a shocked look as she stood
there with only her bra covering her upper body, but covered the garment
with her hands for a moment.  She read the next cue card to herself, doing
her best to keep from shuttering as she did so.  "Victoria has her
"secrets" boys, and you're going to learn all mine very soon." She slowly
slid her hands down towards her stomach, revealing the cups of her red bra.
Being only 15 and a thin-framed young girl, Carly's b-cup breasts bounced
back up and stood firm on her chest.  She leaned over forward, allowing the
camera to get a good view of the tanned tops of her breasts as she undid
her sandles.  She made quick work of her footwear, kicking the to each side
of her.  She stood back up slowly, smiling her fake smile the whole way.

   Carly read the card for her next instruction.  She slowly ran her right
hand along the front of her jeans, rubbing her crotch for a moment, rolling
her eyes as she did.  "Mmmmm...that feels great." She put her left pointer
finger to her lips, as though she were thinking.  "But, something is in the
way." She moved both hands to her crotch and smiled, rolling her hips
forward as she did.  "Guess these need to go, huh, boys." She unbuttoned
her jeans and licked her lips, per her instructions.  She licked her
finger, then slowly slid it down to the zipper of her jeans, lowering it
and revealing the front of her underwear that matched her bra.  She shook
her finger at the camera and faked a chuckle, then spun around, her back to
the camera.  "Ready boys?" She slowly pulled the tight jeans down,
revealing her heart-shaped slender ass to the camera.  The back of her red
thong was sandwiched between her small, but firm and tanned asscheeks.  She
looked back at the camera with her pants at her thighs and smiled coyly. 
"I can hear you boys cheering.  Don't I have a cute little ass?" She bent
her knees and bounced back up.  making her cute little ass jiggle.  She
reached down and pushed her pants to her knees, then bent over, sticking
her ass out.  In that position, what little of her thong that was hidden
between her asscheeks appeared.  She didn't know it, but the camera zoomed
in and got a closeup shot of her ass, the slightly darker skin aruond her
asshole partly showing as her back entrance was barely covered.  She pushed
the pants the rest of the way down, then kicked them in front of her.  She
shook her ass once more, letting her cute little ass jiggle, before
standing back up.

   Carly spun around, again faking a seductive smile as she looked into the
camera.  "Bet you boys didn't think you'd ever see me like this, huh."
However, she noticed the camera wasn't focused on her face, but, instead,
the monitor showed the camera was focused on the front of her thong.  Her
eyes widened, seeing something she hoped to keep secret exposed - a wet
spot on the front of her panties.  The silk panties stuck tight to her
body, showing off her pussy lips through the sheer fabric.  She hated
herself for it, but her body was getting turned on by this.  She hated the
site of her and Sam's captor's smile almost as much.  "Guess you're not the
only ones enjoying this." Her tone turned nervous as she saw the camera
slowly pan up her body.  Her flat stomach led up to the cups of her bra as
she slowly began to sway again.  Her captor motioned towards her bra then
again put the knife to Sam's throat as the blonde closed her eyes and

   Carly took a deep breath and slowly reached up for her bra straps as she
read her next lines.  "Now the real show begins, viewers." She slowly slid
each of the straps from her tanned shoulders before rubbing her bra-clad
breasts.  She smirked, then turned around, her back to the camera before
pulling her arms out of the straps.  "Course, you could always jack off to
my sweet ass a little more." She looked back at the camera, faking a
questioning look.  "No?  Ok, fine.  Heehee.  Guess it's time to get this
off, huh." She slowly reached back and unfastened her bra.  Slowly, she
pulled it away from her body and tossed it over her shoulder towards the
camera.  She watched as the man caught her bra, then sat it on Sam's lap,
causing Sam to give him a dirty look.  Carly wanted to object, but she knew
that was a very bad idea.  Instead, she stilled herself for what she had to
do next.  "Ah...much better." She smiled and turned around, keeping her
hands over her breasts.  "If you liked my ass, you'll love these cute
little boobs." She moved her hands away quickly, revealing her bare breasts
in the ta-da moment that was requested of her.

   Carly's b-cup breasts bounced as she rocked back and forth, just enough
to make her tanned tits do so.  She stopped moving for a moment.  "That's
right, boys, take it all in..." Carly stood there, wanting to cry, as she
revealed her bare breasts to god knows who was watching.  As she stood
straight, her breasts stood firm on her chest.  Tanned as the rest of her
body that was visible, her breasts were topped with dark, puffy aerollas
and hard nipples.

   Carly watched as the man with the knife slowly walked out from behind
Sam and made his way to her.  "Time to welcome our special guest for today
- Mr.  X." She shivered as he slowly walked behind her, leaving the camera
zoomed out enough to see her, but not his face.  "He's the one who made
this all possible." She shivered as he put his hands on her shoulder.  She
read the part where her lines should be, only to see the words "do as your

   The man laughed as he slowly ran his hands down her arms.  "That's
right, Miss Shay." He reached down and put his hand on her asscheek,
causing her to jump and a nervous look to spread across her face.  "I have
enjoyed my front row seat, Carly, I really have." The man smiled as he ran
his other hand down her right arm, taking her thin wrist in his hand. 
"But, I think it is time I joined our show, don't you, my lovely little
lady." He chuckled as he took her arm and lifted it up, leading her hand
back to his shoulder.  "I am sure all the boys watching want to trade
places with me, huh." As he spoke, he took her other hand and did the same.

   Carly closed her eyes as the man slid his hands down both of her arms
then onto her bare breasts.  She shook, though not enough for the camera to
show it, as he began to molest her b-cup mounds.  She wanted to scream for
him to stop, but knew that would be a very bad idea.  "Mmmm..." She faked a
pleased moan as his groping continued.  He leaned down, tilting her head to
the side before planting his lips on her bare neck.  She bit her lip as he
sucked on her young skin.  She sighed slightly as his hands slid down off
her breasts and onto her flat stomach.

   The man smirked as he rested his hands on Carly's stomach for a moment.
"Time for the real fun to begin, I'd say." He ran his hand along the damp
front of the young host's panties, making sure his finger traced between
her vaginal lips.  His hand then covered her panties before grabbing the
front, his fingers sliding inside.  "First, this needs to go." With that
said, in one motion, he ripped Carly's thong from her body, leaving her now
totally naked.

   Carly wanted to cover up, but the man had grabbed her wrist so tight
with his other hand that she was terrified to move.  A panicked look spread
across her face as she stood in front of the camera nude for her viewers to
see.  Her pubic mound had only a black landing strip of pubic hair which
topped her small vaginal lips.  For the first time since the ordeal
started, she started to show her real emotions.  "You're...you're going

   The man stopped Carly before she could say anymore, simply putting a
finger across her trembling lips.  "Yes." He smiled, tilting her head back.
"I am going to make this the most memorable iCarly ever." He laughed.  "I
wonder, does the show's namesake get it in the mouth..." He slipped a
finger between her lips for a moment.  "In her tight little pussy..." His
other hand slid down to her young pussy, slipping a pair of fingers between
her moist lips.  "It is already wet, after all..." His long digits spread
her pink lips open, causing her to gasp, then moan as a finger traced her
tender region.  He smirked.  "Seems Carly likes this option." He slowly
turned her to face him.

   Carly's lips began to tremble as she was turned to face her captor.  She
slowly turned her dark eyes up towards him, hoping against hope for mercy.
"Please." Her voice was low enough to not be heard by the camera.  "I'm a
virgin." She lowered her head as he placed her smaller hand on the bulge in
his pants.  Her eyes grew wide for a moment, feeling the size of his member
through his jeans.  The man's smile made Carly close her eyes again. 
"Please, don't rape me." The defeat resounded in her voice.

   The man smiled as he lifted Carly's head up by her chin.  "Course, there
is another hole I could have some fun with." Her eyes flashed wide and she
shook her head in fright, though his grip didn't allow her to move her head
much.  "Bend over and let everyone see what I am talking about, Carly." He
squeezed her chin just enough to make her cringe.

   Carly knew the man meant business, but hoped the more she cooperated,
the less painful he would make this.  She took a step back from the man and
looked over her shoulder.  Her smile was gone now with the knowledge that
something was about to happen to her.  "Hope you boys enjoy this." She
slowly thrust her ass out towards the camera, shaking it just a little. 
Her hands trembled as she reached back and placed a hand on each of her ass
cheeks.  She looked up at Mr.  X, hoping he would spare her this.  His look
told her to keep going.  She closed her eyes again and spread her asscheeks
for the camera.  Her cute little cheeks parted, exposing her anal opening.
Her puckered pink asshole opened slightly and was surrounded light brown

   Mr.  X let Carly stay in that position for a moment before pulling her
back up to a standing position.  He turned her back to face the camera and
ran a finger down her neck.  "So, since you're the host, I will let you
pick which hole you take it in." He spun her around, lowering his voice to
where only she could hear him.  "Because if I choose, it will be a pain in
your ass." Again, he placed her hand on his groin.

   Carly gulped at his words, knowing how much something like that would
hurt.  She closed her eyes then turned to look back at the camera.  "How
about...uh...ah...blowjob..." She slowly opened her eyes, looking back at
the camera.  She smiled at the camera, this time I a nervous smile.  She
turned back to Mr.  X, looking up at him with pleading eyes.  She lowered
her voice so only he could hear her.  "Do I really have to do this like
this?" A tear ran down her cheek, knowing she was about to suck his cock in
front of her viewers.

   Mr.  X smiled and pulled Carly closer to him, keeping his voice low. 
"If you don't, I am going to put my dick in that tight little ass of
yours." He pressed his hand onto her shoulders and she knealt down, her
face level with his crotch.  He looked down at her as he unbuttoned his
pants.  "Then, I would rape and kill Sam over there...while you watched."
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect 9-inch cock.  "So, I think
you know what to do, huh."

   Carly's eyes opened wide as she heard what the consequences were. 
"Please...don't do that..." She slowly raised her hand up and took his
throbbing member in her slender fingers.  "Please...just...don't hurt
us..." She opened her mouth as she felt the man's hand on the back of her
head.  Her eyes closed as his member slid between her red lips.  She was
positioned with her back to the camera, so the look of disgust on her face
was only seen by Mr.  X, who ignored it as he used the back of her head to
push more of his cock into her mouth.

   Mr.  X smiled as Carly's tounge slowly slid across his cock.  "Well,
you're a natural at this Carly." He smirked at the disgusted look on the
teen's face as her head slowly bobbed up and down on his long cock.  He
slowly turned himself and his young captive where the action could be seen
from the side.

   Carly kept her eyes closed, but Mr.  X had the teen's long hair pulled
back from her face, using it to pace her bobbing on his cock.  Each time
his member was completely in her mouth, her cute cheeks puffed out.  Carly
briefly opened her eyes, looking over at Sam.  The normally tough
blonde-haired teen was crying for her friend, who was being forced to blow
a man just to keep her safe.  Carly closed her eyes tight again as she felt
the man's hands on the back of her head, nearly gagging her on his large

   Mr.  X moaned in pleasure as he guided the teen's head up and down on
his cock.  "Looks like...I picked the right hole, huh, Carly." He smirked
as Carly cut a look up at him that told him she was ready for this to be
over.  "Don't worry, Carly, it's almost time for part two of our show." He
grabbed her by the hair with both hands.  "But, you have to get done first
before we give your friend center stage."

   Carly's eyes opened wide at his words, but she could not protest.  Was
all this for nothing.  Was he still going to do something like this - or
worse - to Same?  A squeaking sound was all she could manage as he started
to speed up her bobbing.  A pained expression spread across the teen's face
as she felt herself nearly choke on his invading member.  Her hands lashed
out to the side of her body.  Her young breasts bounced as her head was
forced back and forth on his cock.

   Mr.  X knew it was only a few moments before he'd be done with Carly
Shay.  He thrust his cock deep into her mouth before lowering his voice
again where only she could hear.  "I am going to pull out." He looked down,
making sure Carly was looking at him.  Her eyes were red from crying as she
looked up at him.  "I'm going to cum on your face, Carly.  If you try to
clean yourself, I will kill you and Sam." With that, Carly closed her eyes.
A second later, the popping sound of Mr.  X's cock coming out of her mouth
seemed to echo though the room.  As Carly gasped for air, he jerked her
head back and proceeded to spray her teenage face with his sticky white

   It seemed like an eternity for Carly as the white, sticky, hot liquid
hit her on the forehead, cheeks, eyes, chin and in her mouth.  She knew
better than to fight back so all she did was kneel in front of her attacker
and take what came.  Her tears mixxed with his cum as they streamed down
her face.

   As Mr.  X jerked off, getting the last bits of his seed out and onto
Carly's face, he smirked.  As she knealt there sobbing, he put his cock
back in his pants and grabbed her by the hair, dragging her closer to the
camera.  "How about a closeup look at Carly's cute little cocksucking face,
fans?" As the two reached the camera, he jerked Carly's head back, causing
her to squeak in shock.  Streams of the man's cum streaked her young face,
her expression filled with defeat and humiliation.  As she cried, he made
her stand there on camera for a solid minute before pulling her back. 
"Now, it's time to get ready for the second part of today's special show."
He laughed and pushed her back towards the center of the room.

   Carly staggered towards the center of the room.  "Please, let us go. 
You had your fun." She watched as Mr.  X picked up her thong and walked
behind her.  "Please, you don't have to do anything to Sam."

   Mr.  X laughed and ran his hand along Carly's ass.  "Oh, we can't leave
her out of the fun, Carly." He grabbed both of the teen's wrists and pulled
them behind her, holding them together with one hand.  "Course, I can't
have you getting in the way of her big moments, now can I?" He chuckled as
he reached into his back pocked and pulled out a pair of cable ties.

   Carly cried out a little as her captor bound her wrists tightly behind
her back.  "What are you going to do to her?" Her voice was low and scared
as she was pushed away from the camera.  "Please don't rape my friend." She
stood beside a chair for a moment, watching as the man walked over to her
couch where his duffle bag sat.  Though his back was to her for a moment,
her fear kept her in place - a decision she would regret.

   Mr.  X laughed as he zipped up the bag.  "Oh, like you, Sam will do what
I say willingly." He turned around and Carly almost screamed in fear as he
held a noose in his hands.  He walked over to the young brunette, who was
paralyzed in fear.  He walked behind Carly, making sure she saw the noose.
"That is, if she values your life." He laid the noose across Carly's
shoulder as he tossed the other end of the rope over one of the beams at
the ceiling.

   Carly began to cry as the noose raised above her head, knowing it was
meant for her.  "Please...you don't have to do this." She struggled
slightly with her hands, realizing it was no use, as she watched him secure
the other end of the rope.  "I won't stop you." She stood there shaking as
the man moved back to her.  She wanted to plead more, but, before she
could, he covered her red lips with duct tape.

   Mr.  X smiled evily at Carly, running his hand along her stomach.  "You
are right, Carly.  You won't stop me." He pushed her underneath the noose,
then pushed the chair behind her.  "You would be a fool to try." He grabbed
her hair and jerked her head back.  "Now, step on the chair, Carly." The
young girl shook as she slowly complied.  She sobbed to herself as the
noose dangled in front of her face.  "Disobey me and the chair gets kicked
out from under you." She closed her eyes he slipped the noose around her
neck and tightened it.  She lowered her head and cried as he walked away
from her and over to the camera.

   Mr.  X began to address the audiance again.  "Well, sorry for the empty
camera for a moment." He laughed, slowly turning the camera towards Carly.
"But, our lovely Miss Shay decided she would rather die than get in the way
of Sam's portion of this show." The camera zoomed in on Carly's face.  Her
eyes were red from crying.  Her face, still covered in Mr.  X's cum, was
filled with terror as she knew all it would take to hang her would be to
lose her footing.  Her young breasts slowly moved up and down as she
sobbed. "Now, let's see what kinda fun we can have with Sam, huh guys." He
laughed, walking towards Sam.  "What say we have a little more fun with
her, huh."

   Carly's muffled protests were barely audible as Mr.  X grabbed Sam and
untied her hands.  The young blonde was too scared to fight back,
especially with Carly's predicament, as she was pulled in front of the
camera.  She stood barefoot in front of Mr.  X, terrified as he removed her
gag.  "Please, let Carly down and I am your's." Her lips trembled as the
man reached out and touched her cheek.

   Mr.  X smirked and looked down at Sam, grabbing her by the hair and
making her turn to face the camera.  "You're right, Sam." He put his hands
on her hips, then slid his fingers under the bottom of her t-shirt.  "You
are all mine and the viewers get to watch." He laughed and slowly slid the
garment up her body.  The young blonde gulped as she felt the shirt move
up, exposing her flat stomach before it stopped right below her breasts. 
"Raise your arms." She complied and her captor pulled the garment the rest
of the way off her body before tossing it in front of the chair were Carly
was standing.  Sam lowered her arms, instinctively covering her bra-clad
breasts, but that didn't last long.  "No sense in being shy, Sam." He
laughed and jerked her arms down to her sides.  "It's not like we're not
about to see these tits."

   Sam stood there, an angry look spreading across her face.  "Fuck you."
Her voice was low as she cursed the man stripping her.  Her upper body was
only covered in a lacy white bra, her breasts sticking out from her chest,
bigger than her friends.  She closed her eyes, knowing this was not about
to stop any time soon.

   Mr.  X laughed.  "Oh, I intend to, Sam." He jerked her head back and
lowered his voice into her ear.  "Fuck you nice and raw." He pushed her
head back forward and looked down at the tag on the back of her bra strap.
"36D, huh?" He laughed.  "Take it off." He ran his hand along Sam's lower
back, sliding a finger into the waistband of her jeans.

   Sam closed her eyes and her lips trembled.  "Hope you're enjoying this
if you're watching." She slowly lowered the shoulder straps of her bra and
pulled her arms out, her breasts drooped slightly.  She opened her eyes and
cut a dirty look at the camera.  "Sick pervs." She reached behind her and
unfastened her bra.  She closed her eyes as she felt the bra drop from her
body and to the floor.

   Mr.  X held her arms at her side, keeping her bare upper body from being
covered up.  Freed of the bra's support, her large breasts dropped more,
but were still pretty firm.  Her pink nipples hardened in the cold
apartment and were surrounded by medium-sized aerollas.  "Now that is a set
of tits." He turned Sam around, her breasts swaying slightly as he did.  He
ran his hand down her collarbone and onto her large breasts.  "Bet it would
be fun to titty-fuck you, huh, Sam."

   Sam started to cry as he begin to squeeze her breasts.  His hands were
rough as he molested her, playing with her breasts for what seemed like an
eternity.  "You're disgusting..." She muttered but her voice stopped as Mr.
X leaned in and ran his tounge along her nipple.  She gasped slightly then
closed her eyes, still crying.  She moaned slightly, half in disgust, as
his lips and mouth worked over her breasts, then moved up to her neck.  She
barely noticed his hands slide down to her stomach.

   Mr.  X pulled back from Sam's neck and chuckled.  "I could make you do
all kinds of disgusting things, Sam." His hands slid onto the button of her
jeans.  "You'll do anything I say unless you want to see Carly hang,
right?" Sam's eyes were sad as she nodded.  Mr.  X smiled as he looked down
towards her lower body.  "That's what I thought.  Now, let's get these
pants off of you." He unbuttoned her pants and smirked, running his hand
along the crotch of her jeans.  "Hmmm.  Already a little damp down there I
see." Sam blushed and lowered her head in shame, knowing that his
molestation caused the involuntary reaction.  "That'll make what I am about
to do just that much easier." He chuckled, lowering the zipper on her
pants. "Especially since you must be enjoying this." Mr.  X raised his
eyebrows as he looked down into her pants.  "Well, looks like our Miss
Puckett forgot a couple things this morning." He pulled Sam's jeans down
slightly and only saw her thick, blonde bush.  He smirked and jerked her
pants down past to her knees, exposing her round ass to the camera.  "No
panties.  You dirty girl." He reached back and slapped her on the ass,
causing her ass to jiggle.  "One more thing...are you a virgin?"

   Sam lowered her head, crying.  "Y-y-yes." She chirped in protest as he
pushed her to the ground, her pants tripping her and the helplessness of
her situation setting in.  She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. 
"I-I-I'm a virgin." She laid her head back as she watched Mr.  X kneel down
at her legs.

   Mr.  X chuckled as he grabbed the bunched up waistband of her jeans and
pulled them down her legs.  "Well, you are for a few more seconds anyway,
Sam." He pulled her pants the rest of the way off her body, then tossed
them to the side, leaving the blonde teen laying nude on the floor.  Her
pubic mound is covered with thick, blonde hair.  He spread her legs, her
moist pussy lips spread open and he smiled, enjoying the view for a moment.
He then leaned over her, looking right into her eyes.  "I am going to fuck
your spunky little brains out, Sam." He leaned in to her ear as he reached
down for his pants.  "Then I might have another turn at Carly over there
before I am done." He leaned back, pulling out his cock.

   Sam's eyes grew wide as she watched helplessly as he exposed his
nine-inch member.  "Oh gawd..." She'd never done more than kiss a guy and
now she was about to be raped, on camera for the world to see.  She really
wished that someone would save her, but she began to realize that whoever
was watching might actually be enjoying what was happening.  She jumped a
little as she felt the head of his throbbing cock run along her teenage
slit.  "That's too big..." Sam began to sob uncontrolably and tried to
press her legs together.  However, Mr.  X kept her spread out as he aimed
his cock at her virgin pussy.  "Please...don---" Sam's voice was silenced
as he pressed his cock into her, her mouth dopped open in a phantom scream,
tears streamed from her eyes as her face showed the pain of her rape

   Mr X smiled and moaned slightly as he pushed more of his nine inches
into his second 15-year-old victim, smirking as he felt Sam's hymen tear.
"Nice and tight little thing, aren't you, Sam." He ran his hand along her
cheek as she sobbed out, closing her eyes as he started to slowly withdraw.
He grabbed her hair and her eyes shot back open.  "Won't be quite so tight
when I am finished though." As he got all but the head of his cock out of
the crying teen, he rammed back into her, causing Sam to scream out in
painful protest.  Mr X looked over at Carly, who shot him a hateful look.
"Aw, Carly, jealous?" He laughed and pumped back into Sam a couple more
times as her sobbing was louder than his grunts.  "I could do you next,
just for the hell of it." He laughed and looked down at Sam.  "Enjoying
your public fucking, Sam?"

   Sam's cheeks were streaked with tears as Mr.  X started to pick up his
pace, her breasts bouncing towards her face and stomach as he fucked her.
Her eyes were red as she sobbed.  Her words were broken as she begged for
him to stop.  "Please...it hurts...you're so...big...too rough..." Her
hands grasped at the floor as he pushed himself into her and held himself
inside.  She cried in pain as she could feel herself being torn apart.

   Mr.  X moaned again then leaned down onto Sam.  "Quit whining, Sam.  It
could be a lot worse." Sam's red eyes opened back up and she gave him a
fearful look.  "The people should see your face, kid." He smirked and
slowly pulled his cock from her stretched pussy.  He rubbed his cock, wet
with Sam's own vaginal juices, along her hairy pubic mound.  He grabbed her
by the hair and forced her over onto her stomach.  He ran his hand along
her bare ass before smacking it with a laugh.  "On your hands and knees
Sam." Sam slowly lifted herself up onto her knees, looking at the camera
with tears in her eyes.  As she leaned down onto her hands, she lowered her
head and sobbed quietly.

   Sam's eyes are filled with tears as she looks back underneath her.  Her
breasts hung down underneath her and she was thankful that she couldn't see
past them as she trembled.  "Please...I'll do anything..." She raised her
head to look back at Mr.  X.  "Just don't put it back in..." She lowered
her head and sobbed again.  "It hurts so much..." Her shoulders shook as
she cried, feeling his hand run up her spine.

   Mr X laughed as he looked down, running his dick - wet with the juices
from Sam's now-gaping pussy - along her left asscheek.  "Always took you to
be a tough girl, Sam." He grabbed her hair, jerking her head back, making
her look into the camera.  Tears run down Sam's cheek as her expression is
one of fear, pain and defeat, knowing her rape is not over.  He released
her hair and her head dropped forward as both hands slid onto her ass.  He
pushed down on her lower back, but made her ass rise slightly, her cheeks
spreading open as he did.  "Quite the view back here, guys." He smiled
evily at Carly - who could only return a pleading look, as if to beg him to
stop torturing her friend - as he ran his finger along the outside of her
open pussy.  He looked down at her spread ass, her brown-tinged anus
exposed to him.  Keeping Sam's spread open with one hand, Mr.  X reached
down and grabbed his hard cock with the other.  "Enough talk though..." He
smiled, sliding the tip into Sam's pussy again before pulling it out. 
"Time we show Miss Puckett what a painful fuck can be." With that, he
pushed the tip of his cock against Sam's virgin asshole.

   Sam's head shot up from it's lowered position.  "NO!" She screamed as
she felt the head of his cock enter her asshole.  The pain shot through her
body as she began to shake.  "OH FUCK!" She screamed as he jerked her hips,
using the juices from her vaginal rape to get enough lubrication to impale
the teenager.  She cried out again as he jerked her head up, making her
look at the camera as he started to slowly pump into her ass.  Her face was
twisted with pain as she sobbed openly.  "Please...oh gawd...fuck...get it
out...it's too big..." The teen continued to cry as Mr.  X continued to
pump into her ass, her breasts slapping back and forth against her body.

   Mr.  X moaned in pleasure as Sam's asshole gripped his cock.  "What a
tight ass you got here, Sammy." He smirked and grabbed her hips.  "Not even
all the way in yet." She cried out as he pulled her hips back, forcing even
more of his nine inches into her asshole.  "But, getting
there...about...now..." Mr.  X moaned in pleasure as he felt her bare
asscheeks pressed against his body as she screamed out in pain.  He held
his cock in her asshole as Sam began to shake.  He laughed as he watched
her arms collapse under her and felt her body go limp in his hands.  "Guess
that was too much, huh, Sam." He held her hips and started to fuck her
again, laughing as she had passed out in pain.  As tight as Sam was, it
took only another minute before he shot his load into her ass.  "Now, that
was a great fuck, Sam." He smirked as he stood up, letting the last remains
of his seed shoot onto the unconscious teen's bare back.

   Mr.  X stood up and pulled his pants up, looking down at Sam's slumped
form.  Her blonde hair fell around both sides of her head, covering her
face, which laid on the floor of her friend Carly's apartment.  From her
head, her bare, pristine back created a slight angle, as she remained on
her knees, despite passing out from the pain of her anal rape.  Her lower
body, however, was far from untouched, obviously.  Fresh from her
violation, Sam's asshole gaped as a mixture of Mr.  X's cum and her blood
ran down the back of her thighs.  Likewise, her pussy was still pretty
stretched out, clear liquid running from it.  Her quaking before passing
out was her own body racked with orgasm.

   Mr.  X smiled and walked over to his duffle bag and pulled something
out, putting it in his back pocket.  "Now we move to our final segment
today fans." He walked over and stood behind Sam, who had slowly started to
stir, but was still slumped over.  "Time to say goodbye to your to iCarly
girls." He knelt down and grabbed Sam by the hair.  "The sidekick goes
first, Sam." He stood, pulling Sam's limp, broked body up straight onto her
knees.  Her eyes are barely open and her mouth dropped agape.  Her large
breasts only moved slightly as her breath was weak.  Her nipples were hard
as her tits hung low.  The young teen began to cry again.  "Say goodbye,

   Sam's eyes grew wide as she felt Mr.  X grab her head, gripping it
tightly.  "What are you going to..." Her words were cut off as Mr.  X
twisted her head violently, snapping her neck.  The sound of Sam's neck
snapping echoed through the room and were followed by Carly's muffled
scream.  Mr.  X smiled evily as he held Sam's head up for a few moments
after delivering the fatal twist.  Her eyes were still open in shock and
her mouth dropped open with the phantom scream.  Her large breasts hung
lifelessly on her body, moving only slightly because of Mr.  X holding her
up.  More of Sam's juices flowed from her pussy as her killer let go of her
head and she fell onto her back, her lower body facing the camera.

   Mr.  X laughed and looked at the camera.  "One down." He looked over at
Carly, then turned his attention to Sam again, spreading her legs so the
camera could see her raped, gaping pussy.  He knelt down and pulled the
object, a solid glass strap-on dildo, from his back pocket.  "Before we say
goodnight to our host, let's have one last contribution from Sam." Again,
he looked at Carly, then the camera before pushing the 10-inch dildo into
the dead girl.  He pulled it out then walked over and pointed the still
camera at Carly.

   Carly stood there trembling as she looked at her best friend's lifeless,
raped body laying on the floor.  She screamed into the duct tape on her
mouth as Mr.  X moved behind her.  "You know, your friend was a great
little fuck, Carly." He ran his hand down her back, stopping at her ass. 
"And you're quite the little cocksucker." His hand trailed down her
asscheek.  "But, you deserve to get fucked, too, Carly." He spread her
asscheeks, again exposing her asshole.  He smirked as he looked at the
camera, running the glass dildo between the Carly's pussy lips.  "You know,
Sam's cum makes for a good lubricant." He laughed, pressing the tip of the
dildo against Carly's virgin asshole.  "Not that it's really going to
matter." He pressed the tip of the dildo into Carly's asshole, smiling as
she began to scream in pain into the silencing duct tape.

   The more he forced into her, the harder Carly cried and shook, her legs
turning to jelly underneath her.  Her eyes begged him to take it out as he
walked around in front of her.  "Don't worry, Carly, it's almost over." He
smirked, taking the straps of the dildo and tightening them from the front,
causing the rest of the 10 inches to impale the teen.  Her eyes opened wide
as she looked as though she was about to pass out.  He stepped to her left
and turned to the camera, letting the viewers see her again.  Her whole
body shook with pain as Mr.  X began to speak again.  "Well, time for us to
draw this final episode to a close." He ran his hand along Carly's stomach
then up to her left breast.  "Say goodbye, Carly." The terrified teen shook
her head and cried out into the duct tape as he kicked the stool out from
under her.

   Carly's body dropped when the chair was kicked from under her and her
screams were muted as the roped tightened around her teenage neck.  Her
breasts bounced as she stopped her descent, only five inches from the
saftey of the floor.  Mr.  X smirked as her watched her body jerk and
twist, as though she would be able to free herself.  He reached over and
grabbed her arm and Carly stopped struggling, hoping he would show her
mercy.  However, all he did was turn her body, letting the world see her
from behind as she hung.  She started to struggle again as the viewers were
treated to the site of her impaled asshole.  The strap of the dildo covered
the end of the impaling object as a thin trail of blood ran down Carly's
left thigh.  Her hands jerked, trying to get free, but the binding wasn't
going to break.  Moments later, her hands stopped fighting as Mr.  X turned
Carly back to face the camera, allowing the viewers to see her final
moments.  Her eyes began to roll back as her head slumped forward.  Her
body convulsed for a moment before going still.  Mr.  X smirked as he
walked over to the camera, letting it pan her lifeless body.  "That's a