Karla
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual crimes or people is purely coincidential
JoeMoma: Nice to meet you
Karla: Nice to meet you too
JoeMoma: I guess we should start at the beginning, your first victim
Karla: Ok
JoeMoma: So that was your sister Tammy, right?
Karla: yes
JoeMoma: So what made you decide to participate in the rape of your little sister
Karla: At the time, I was so in love with Paul. All I wanted in life was to be his wife. He started by just introducing the idea into our sex play. He would have me pretend I was a virgin. He'd have me pretend I was knocked out and he was raping me. Then one day he suggested I put on my sisters pajamas while we acted out his fantasy. So slowly, he turned it from just a fantasy about raping a girl into raping my sister specifically. He then started to talk about it all the time. He said he couldn't marry someone who didn't participate in his fantasies. He made it sound like a promise to marry me if I went along, you know, without actually promising that. He made it sound ok. It would be purely physical, she'd be unconscious and never know and there'd be no relationship with her. He wouldn't be going off cheating behind my back. I'd be his wife and he'd be faithful emotionally to me.
JoeMoma: But still, he was talking about raping your sister, you didn't have any problems with that?
Karla: She was going to be knocked out, so there wouldn't be any emotional trauma on her. I knew Paul didn't have any diseases, so physically she'd be ok. We were both in sync menstruation wise, so I knew she wouldn't accidently get pregnant. She'd never know and there wouldn't be any harm and I would get my husband.
JoeMoma: So what happened?
Karla: Well, after my parents went to bed, we gave her the drugs and she was knocked out according to plan. Paul got the camcorder out and then we both undressed. I then undressed my sister and laid her between my legs. Paul got on top of her and told me to play with her breasts. I wasn't into it much, I just wanted him to do her and then we could get married. It was Christmas eve, I though he'd give me a ring for Christmas. She was a virgin and he was having trouble getting it into her as she was not physically aroused. Paul had me suck his dick for a few minutes, then made me eat her pussy.
JoeMoma: How was that?
Karla: It was pretty good. I wasn't into it at first, but once I got started, I realized how much I liked the taste of her pussy. It was also a bit of a turn on, knowing what we were doing to her and she couldn't do anything about it. After I licked her cunt, Paul got in her and popped her cherry. He fucked her for a few minutes and then came inside her. He wanted me to lick the cum out of her pussy so there wouldn't be any evidence. I started doing that and I heard her choking. She was on her back when she threw up and started choking on her own vomit. We turned her over and tried to clear her throat. Nothing seemed to work.
JoeMoma: Were you scared?
Karla: Yes, I didn't want us to get caught. We dressed her, hid the camera and called 911. Fortunately, they just assumed it was from the drinking and didn't investigate further.
JoeMoma: Were you upset, you had just killed your sister?
Karla: No, not really. No one knew we did it. Paul was really upset. He blamed me for the accident since I was suppose to know how to administer the drugs. I did that for a living you know, gave medication to animals during surgery. Normally, people or animals don't eat before an operation and they don't normally have alcohol in their system. Paul just didn't understand, it wasn't my fault.
JoeMoma: Did Paul ever bring up the subject of your sister after that?
Karla: Right after it happened, he brought it up all the time. That night, well really the next morning, everyone was exhausted after dealing with the police all night, going to the hospital etc. They gave my parents tranquilizers so they could sleep. I guess it was about early afternoon by that point. When we got to bed, Paul went to kiss me goodnight. He said he could still taste my sisters pussy juices on my lips. That really turned him on. He licked all over my nose, chin etc. trying to task every last drop. He then made me put on the cloths my sister was wearing when he raped her. I had to pretend to be passed out and he reenacted the experience by doing it to me. I had never felt him so into it as that night. He fucked me and came and ten minutes later, he was ready to go again. I think he fucked me five or six times before he finally passed out exhausted. For the next few weeks, that was the only way he wanted to do sex.
JoeMoma: So, the next victim was your friend Jane, right?
Karla: Yes, I brought her over to the house and drugged her just like I did Tammy and Paul raped the shit out of her.
JoeMoma: What did he do to her?
Karla: He fucked her in the ass so bad she was bleeding. The next day, she was a mess from all the drugs and booze. She had no idea what had happened to her the night before.
JoeMoma: And you just watched?
Karla: No, I had her first. I licked her pussy just like I did Tammy. I wanted to get her wet, but also I knew later Paul would want to taste her pussy on my face and that he would get off fucking me like he did after the incident with Tammy.
JoeMoma: So you did it so Paul would want to fuck you repeatedly.
Karla: In part, but I also wanted to taste her cunt. I had never had sex with a girl before Tammy and I wanted to have that experience again. It was different to feel a girls tits. To suck on them, to taste her.
JoeMoma: And then Leslie was your next victim, right?
Karla: Yes, she was the first one who was awake. That was different.
JoeMoma: How so?
Karla: Well, Paul gave her a brutal ass fucking, just like Jane, but she was screaming and crying the entire time. On the one hand, it was annoying, it was very distracting. It was also a turn on. You know, knowing you could do whatever you wanted and she would have to submit. I think Paul enjoyed the pain he was putting her through. I just enjoyed the submissiveness and humiliation. I'm glad it wasn't me. I let Paul fuck me in the ass but I always made him use lube and go slowly at first. He preferred to just use spit and ram it into the girl. He loved the fact that every stroke was so painful, and of course the more friction the better it felt to him I suppose. Anyway, I was glad it was her rather then me. I suppose more wives would let their husbands have rough anal if they could use another girls anus in her place.
JoeMoma: So you liked them to submit to you?
Karla: Not really. I mean not so easily. The excitement is making them do something you know they are willing to fight not to do. One of our other girls was Kristan.
JoeMoma: You mean victims?
Karla: Whatever. She was way to submissive. Paul made her do everything. He pissed on her, he shit on her. She just totally let us do whatever we wanted. All she wanted to do was live and so nothing else mattered to her. That wasn't as much fun. Its much more enjoyable when you know the girl is hating it. Hating every minute, totally not wanting to do what she is being made to do.
JoeMoma: Maybe that's why Paul didn't want you. You were too willing to do whatever he wanted just to please him
Karla: Fuck you.
JoeMoma: Well you said he beat you up and he obviously wanted other girls over you. You had to pretend to be one of his victims to get him off.
Karla: Fuck you asshole, this interview is over.
Karla: Guard, take me back to my cell.
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