There are some heavy guro elements. Also sorry it took so long. 
You live in a nation with no government and no laws. It is a complete anarchy. It is basically a wastland with very few supplies to go around. The lack of supplies naturally caused different groups of people to unite to form various desert gangs. One of these gangs is the all-female "Bad Bitchez" gang. They dominate the wastes mainly through numbers, superior weoponry and sexuality. They do have weaknessess though. They aren't very smart, they aren't very well trained, and they don't usually wear any armor because they like to seduce and/or tease their enemies with their sexuality. It often helps them, but to someone who isn't fazed by it, it is a weakness and not a strength.
Sasha, Harley, and Jessie, who are Bad Bitchez patrolwomen are going about their regular run of threatening innocent people to "pay their toll to the Bad Bitchez gang" which is just a fancy name for an armed robbery of poor starving people. You see them aproach a young couple. A boy so starved you could see his ribcage and a girl who was practically wearing dirty rags.
"Give us us your rations now!" Sasha said, while holding her handgun outward.
"B-but... we ran out of rations last time you came by. We have nothing left," the boy replied. Sasha thought for a second and then said, "Then you are useless to to us. Now you die, rat!" You had been standing behind the patrolwomen this whole time watching the situation unfold. She aims the towards the boy's head and you then know you can't just sit back and watch. Sasha hadn't noticed you, so you dart behind her and grab her arm. Right as she fires, you jerk her arm to the right causing her bullet to instead hit her comrade, Jessie.
"AH!" Jessie screams as the bullet goes straight through her knee, shattering her kneecap. She immediatly falls to the ground and drops her pistol just out of reach. "What the-?" Sasha questioned before she was interrupted by you disarming her pistol and slamming into her nose, breaking it. "Gahh! My nose!" she shouted while nose blood dripped down her face. While she was distracted you kneed her hard in between the legs. She shrieked before you tossed her facefirst onto the ground. she attempted to get back up but with a stomp to the spine, she was out cold.
You just now notice you neglected Harley. she now has the girl in a headlock with a gun to her head. "Back off or I kill her!" she commanded. The boy watched helplessly as his girlfriend was held hostage. You didn't plan on backing off but you can't seem to get a good shot on her head as she was doing a good job of shielding it with her hostage's head. You only see one option, so you take the chance. You shoot the revolver out of Harley's hand. She looks shocked as the gun goes flying backwards. You dash towards her and even though she struggles, you manage to get her in a headlock similar to the one she had the the girl in. She still wriggles and curses at you while in your grasp. You tell the couple to leave, and they do exactly that.
Your lock around her neck tightens and she finds it harder to breath. "Let me... g-g-go you fu-you bastard," Is what she manages to wheeze out, but you tighten further and she begins gasping for no air to come in. The only sounds still coming from her being "Gack! Gaaaack!" as she desperately struggles for oxygen. You feel no pity for her though and grasp even tighter and lift her body from the ground. she starts drooling and her eyes start rolling backwards. Her arms and legs are flailing frantically. She manages to hit you a few times but you don't budge. you hold her there a little longer and her kicking gets slower, and eventually stops. Her tongue sticking out of her mouth and only a faint gurgling noise remains from her. You lay her limp body on her knees and wrapped your hands around her pretty little dead head. you snapped her neck partially to assure she was dead, but mainly for the satisfying crunch. You've always wanted to make these evil bitches pay afterall. You dropped her to the ground. her body jiggled and twitched before going completley still.
You then noticed Jessie who had been panting and crawling towards her gun. She happened to be right about to grab it, but of course you couldn't let that happen, so you stamped your foot onto her hand which crunched under you boot. She squeeled in pain at her shattered hand, while you picked her up off of the ground. She begged for mercy.
"Don't kill me! Please! I give up!" You glared at her. "After all you've done, you expect me to spare you?" you say. "You can have your way with me!" she pleads. "Anything you want," she says attempting to sound suductive, but still sounding scared. "Well..." you reply, "There is one thing I want to shove into your cunt" while pulling down her booty shorts, "But it's not my dick" you then shove your pocket knife into her tight pussy.
"AHHHHHHGGG!!!" she screams at the top of her lungs and then screams louder as you twist the knife. When you finally pull out the knife, you then rip out her bellybutton piercing and stab the knife into her navel. She's now just gasping in pain. You then twist the knife and pull it out again. You hold her there as she bleeds profusely and watch the life fading from her eyes. Right when she seems to be nearing death you open her mouth and jab the knife directly into her throat. You throw her pathetic corpse to the ground. she lands on her back in a puddle of blood.
You then focus on Sasha who is still out cold. You stip her down to to look for the keys to her car. She isn't wearing much so it isn't hard to find the keys which were tucked in her panties. Then you use the keys to unlock the trunk. Inside was here stache of stolen food rations. You empty these out of the trunk and put them aside to give back to their victims later. You pick up Sasha and put her into the trunk and closed it. and picked up the spare gas tank for her car. You poured the gasoline all over the car. Suddenly you heared banging from the trunk She must have woken up. "Release me!" she demanded, but you simply smirked, and then threw down a match. The car caught fire as she screamed, "WAIT, NO!"
You walked away as she screamed in agony and burned alive, and then the car exploded. She was surely dead and burnt to a crisp if not ashes. You were glad you took out this patrol, but the Bad Bitchez were still going strong, so you vowed to kill every last one one of these evil bitches, no matter what it takes. You leave the other two dead girls there as a message to any of the other Bad Bitchez. The message is, "You're next,"
