Posted by Murph on October 10, 2005 at 22:35:37:
The Bunny Marathon
part 1 by Murph
Inside the school gym the girls wait nervously for the start of the marathon. Sipping on water each girl eyes her opponent. Stretching their taut muscles they try to figure out each other’s strengths and weaknesses. This could be a typical scene for the start of any big race. However, for these six girls this race is not at all typical, far from it. Besides their running shoes, each girl is clad only in a bikini bottom or panties. A bunny tail is sewn into the back of each girl’s brief. At the end of this race one of them will be victorious, the other five will be dead.
Welcome gentlemen to Rutland, Vermont for the fourth annual running of the Bunny Marathon. Due to the increasing popularity of this race we have had to establish a lottery system to select the athletes masters. We received over a thousand applications, each one willing to spend the ten million in entrance fees for that honor. You six gentlemen were fortunate enough to have your names drawn. As you know this is a unique event in long distance racing. Six lovely athletes compete to survive and that privilege goes solely to the winner. Inside this box I have the names of each girl. You will each draw a name from the box. This is your runner. The rules are simple. If at any point during the race it looks like your runner is not going to win, you get to kill her. Use whatever means you desire. However, I should point out that this event is being shown on close circuit, so try and be creative. If you are unlucky enough to draw the name of the eventual winner, I’m sorry but no harm must come to her. Your entrance fee will be refunded and you can still enjoy all the post race festivities. The winner will receive a nice trophy and her freedom.
I would like to thank all our sponsors for their generous contributions and special thanks to the NRA, Browning and Bombardier for the use of their ATV’s. I want to also welcome the ASPCA as a new sponsor this year. Apparently things got a little out of hand last year and a few squirrels were taken out. I can assure you that no “animals” will be harmed this year. Oh, don’ let me forget Nike for supplying the footwear for our lovely ladies.
Our runners today represent some of the finest colleges from around the nation. The girls are not exactly willing participants. Their coaches sold out the poor bitches for a finder’s fee. Although very good athletes these girls are not elite runners. Our goal is to keep this an amateur event. Now lets introduce them.
The girls are ushered out to the ball field. It is a cool fall morning here in Vermont. Clear blue skies and 54 degrees, a perfect day for a race. Judging by the goose bumps and erect nipples on the girls it may be a little cold for waiting around half naked. I’m sure they’ll soon warm up. A few of the girl’s try and cover their small breasts from peering eyes. In addition to the race organizers and their masters are hundreds of spectators.
The young girl with shoulder length red hair is Abby Woods. Abby is 20 years old and comes to us from Duke University. Her red satin panties accent her hair nicely.
In the metallic silver bikini bottoms is Linda Flaks. Linda is 18. This lovely blonde is from Stanford University.
Standing next to Linda in the leopard print panties is Liz Pasciuto. Liz is also 18, a beautiful brunette and is from the University of Colorado.
20-year-old Chelsea Smith is an exchange student from England. Chelsea is enrolled at Brigham Young. Chelsea is sporting a saucy lime green bikini bottom. With that nice firm ass and thighs it looks like Chelsea will be a formable opponent.
Our only black athlete today is Tia Ferguson from North Carolina State. 19-year-old Tia is wearing white semi-transparent silk panties. Her panties make a lovely contrast to her beautiful milk chocolate skin. Tia is stunning with her long black hair in braids.
Last, from Villanova University is Heidi McGill. Heidi is 21 and has her waist length auburn hair tied in a ponytail. Gorgeous Heidi looks extremely sexy in pink see-through panties made from soft plastic. Not exactly the most appropriate attire to run in, but then again this is more of a spectator sport.
The girl’s outfits, such as they are, were provided to us by Wicked Temptations. We will commence the race right after the ladies get an energy drink from their masters.
Abby’s master approaches her and checks her out. She’s a skinny little thing with smallish tits. He gives them a squeeze, “small but nice and firm.” He pulls aside the front of her panties and peeks at her neat red bush. She flinches as he checks the tightness of her cunt with his finger. “Get down on your knees you fucking bitch. You don’t look like your capable of even running a half marathon. It won’t be too long before I get to kill you. Now suck it!” Abby is visibly trembling as she takes his large cock in her mouth. Grabbing her by the hair he forces her head up and down his shaft. Abby looks a lot younger than her twenty years and reminds him of one of his daughters. He pushes his cock to the back of her throat and spurts his load. She feels like she’s chocking on the hot salty cum and is forced to swallow. The rest of the girls are all on their knees sucking their master’s cocks.
Tia’s master withdraws his cock from her mouth and spurts all over her face and ample breasts. Tia shows no emotion as she wipes a wad from her lips.
Liz’s stomach churns as she tries to ingest her master’s cum. She can’t do it and spits onto his shoe. “You stupid CUNT!” He lashes out with a blow to her head that sends her flying backwards. “No, Rick, no. Don’t hurt her before the race. They’ll be plenty of time for that later.”
The girls get ready at the starting line. Liz rubs her swelling jaw and split lip. Tia takes some grass to wipe the cum from her face. The other girls use their tongues to lick away the salty taste from their lips. They feel totally humiliated, dressed as they are, forced to give blowjobs in front of hundreds of people and god’s knows how many more watching on close circuit.
The course today is a point to point. All on trails with roots, rocks and deadfall trees. No aid stations. The only water is whatever they can find along the way. The gun fires and their off.
The girls start off in a tight pack. 26 miles is a hell of a long way, no point in going out to fast. The girls give each other subtle glances, checking each other’s form, stride and breathing. They look for any sign that will predict how the other will perform. At this point in the race their form is exquisite. They run with grace, their legs move in unison as their arms pump and breasts undulate. Tia’s braids catch the wind. Heidi’s long ponytail swooshes her lower back. They come up on series of deadfall-tree-trunks and leap over them like gazelles. A Varity of briefs move down the trail, each sporting a white bunny tail.