Getting to Know You


Posted by Jeffrey Paul Soreff on July 08, 2001 at 20:58:06:

(m-f/m-f, double-tipped dagger, f/m knives, fv hanging, f/m garotte, fv toxin, f/m scalpel, mf/f drowning cons)
M opened her eyes and yawned. The dawn light was slowly brightening the room.
T still slept beside her. They had met the night before at Sam's, and had enjoyed
quite an evening together. M's eyes swept the room. An empty bottle of tequila
sat on the nightstand, accompanied by a small, but very sharp paring knife. The
mirror over the bed reflected the fine red lines crisscrossing their bodies. The
bloodstains on the sheets had long since dried from the night's crimson to a
dull brown, soaking up the morning light.

M smiled to herself at their plans for the day. One never truly knew someone
till one saw them in extremis... M gently shook T awake. He blinked at the dawn,
then smiled and kissed M. They dressed quietly, then picked up a heavy toy chest
together and carried it down to M's van. T climbed into the passenger's seat,
and M into the driver's. M started the vehicle, and backed out of the driveway.
She drove slowly, through green, tree-lined side streets, finally arriving at a
local lake. The lake was deep and cool, glittering in the summer sunlight,
rippling in a slight breeze. A sandy each occupied most of the shoreline. A
concrete pier extended twenty feet into the water. M backed the van on to the
pier and parked it close to the water.

M and T stepped out of the SUV and slid open the side door. The sliding metal
revealed a late model Replicator, a black box with a glass lid filling most of
the passenger compartment. The toy chest sat on the Replicator's lid. They
lifted it, and set it on the pier. A hose was coiled neatly next to the box.
T unwound it, dropping one end into the lake. A sensor tripped and water started
slowly suctioning into a reservoir in the Replicator. A sensor chimed, and the
flow stopped.

M and T slowly stripped off each other's clothes. M lifted the lid, and climbed
in. T followed her, curling up spoon fashion behind her. T snuggled in tightly,
closing the lid over them. He pressed a white button just below the lid. One
second later, the compartment filled with a fast moving haze. The microscopic
machinery enveloped the couple, subtly sifting through their bodies, recording
the position of every cell, then withdrawing. The haze cleared, a chime sounded,
then the couple opened the lid and left the box. M set the selector on the front
of the box to four, closed the lid, then pressed "Print".

Again the compartment filled with a fast moving haze. When it cleared, M1 and
T1, exact duplicates of M and T, lay curled together in the box just as M and T
had. M1 and T1 emerged, pink and soft, closing the lid behind them, and standing
next to M and T on the pier. The same scene played out thrice more, till five
identical couples stood naked next to the vehicle.

M and T, now shivering with excitement, opened the toy chest. T reached in and
picked out a double tipped knife, gleaming steel over a foot long. They climbed
back into the compartment, but head to tail now, lying on their sides. They laid
the knife flat between them, from navel to navel. Their tongues lapped at each
other's sex, T's erection pressing deep down M's throat and M's thighs clasping
tightly around T's face. M1 and T1 pressed the lid closed, cutting off M and T's
air, and the four duplicate couples eagerly watched their originals' final
passion. M and T sucked deeply at each other, gasping as the air in the
compartment grew unbreathably thick. As their bodies shuddered and spurted in
orgasm, they pulled apart for an instant, twisted the knife to join them sternum
to sternum, then embraced with all their strength, driving the knife into them.
The knife drove entirely through them, its now scarlet tips protruding from
their backs. M and T ground their heaving bodies together, the knife ripping a
wide gash at the base of their ribs. Blood spurted from the gash, soaking their
bodies and the rest of the compartment. Through the reddened lid M1 and T1
watched in fascination as M and T's bodies writhed, weakened, then finally lay
limp. As the four duplicate couples let out their collective breath, M1
triggered the recycle function on the duplicator. Again the dim haze swirled
through the box. When it cleared, no trace of M or T was visible, and the water
from their bodies drained back into the lake.

At this point the men and women separated, M1, M2, M3, and M4 forming one
quartet, and T1, T2, T3, and T4 forming another. T1 opened the toy box, removed
four wide butchers' knives, and walked over to the women. He kissed each copy of
M, on her mouth, on her breasts, and, lingeringly, on her clit, then handed each
lady one of the knives. T1 lay down in the sand. The four women stroked him
lightly with their fingertips, then with the tips of their blades. M1 impaled
herself on T1's erection, straddling him. M2 sat behind M1, fondling her ample
breasts. M3 and M4 lay at T1's sides, kissing and caressing him, and teasing his
nipples with their steel. T1, unbearably excited, pumped his erection into M1,
each thrust bringing his belly up to her knife. He thrust more and more
powerfully, the sweat gleaming on his body. As his semen poured into M1, she
buried her metal in him, sliding it in halfway between his navel and pelvis. He
arched his belly to meet the steel, savoring the bloom of pain. T1's hands
grasped M3 and M4's buttocks, his fingers sliding into their slick vaginas. They
kissed his cheeks, then pressed their steel home between his ribs. T1 touched
his tongue to each of theirs. M2 brought her knife across T1 in a wide, deep
slice across his belly. She dipped her hands into his entrails and pulled T1's
bloody organs on to M1's lap. T1 gave a final shudder and collapsed. The
remaining men watched T1's death with aroused fascination.

M1, still soaked in T1's drying blood, walked to the toy chest, extracting from
it a stool, a peculiar assembly of sliding rods, and a rope. M1 spread six of
the rods into two tripods, taller than herself, and snapped their apexes on to
two vertices of a triangle. She pivoted the structure upright and placed the
stool beneath it. M1 tied a noose in the rope and tossed the free end through
the triangle. She stepped on to the stool and slid her head through the noose.
T2 took a second stool from the chest, then stood on it, facing M1. He gently
pulled the slack from the rope. M1 stood on tiptoes, the noose snug around her
throat, the cord taut between her neck and the supporting triangle. T2 tied the
rope off, then kissed M1 deeply, their tongues caressing. T3 kissed M1's thighs,
his lips alternating between left and right, slowly working upwards. M1 moaned,
then lifted her left leg, letting T3's soft, warm tongue reach her sex. As T3's
tongue slid softly over M1's swelling labia and clit, T4 pressed his warm body
to her back. M2 and M3, hungry for their sister duplicate, explored M1's breasts
with their soft mouths, their tongues teasing M1's nipples erect. M1 panted, her
muscles tensed as her orgasm neared. She exhaled one last time, then lifted her
right leg, letting the tightening noose bear all her weight. M1's thighs grasped
T3's head. The blood roared in her ears as the noose slowly closed her veins. M1
started to kick, her feet automatically hunting for support. Her sweat-slick
thighs caressing T3's cheeks. M1's hands locked around the back of T3's head,
pressing his frantically licking tongue hard against her clit. M1's face
darkened and swelled, the blood pooling in her head purpling her features. The
fading eyesight in her bulging eyes took in a last view of the mass of warm
bodies pressed to hers, pleasuring her expiring flesh. Her blackened, distended,
tongue protruded into T2's mouth, which sucked eagerly at its swollen warmth. As
M1's orgasm peaked, her juices soaked T3's face, though her cry of ecstasy was
strangled by the noose. Her kicking slowed, her legs moving heavily as the last
oxygen leached out of her blood. Her heart beat a last time, then M1 went
completely limp, the satisfaction of her last convulsive pleasure still faintly
visible on her face.

T2 kissed M1's dead mouth one last time, then untied the rope suspending her. He
carried her corpse down to the sand, lying her across T1's bloody remains. He
pried the noose from her throat and untied it. He looped the rope loosely around
his own neck, then lay down, face up, on the warm sand. M3 kneeled over T2's
face, her sex brushing his lips. T2 licked her warmly, his tongue gently
exploring her labia and clit. M4 sucked warmly at T2's penis, his sex rising to
attention as her wet tongue explored his glans and shaft. M4 spread a sheen of
oil over her soft breasts, then shifted position, sliding T2's penis back and
forth between them. T2's erection hardened, and M4 shifted position yet again,
sinking his member deeply into her soaking vagina. M2 snuggled between M3 and
M4, her hands seizing the ends of the rope, her sex pressed to T2's chest. T2's
hands wandered over the women's lovely bodies, savoring M4's thighs, M2's belly,
M3's breasts. M2 slowly tautened the rope. T2's arousal built to the highest
peak he'd ever felt. His thrusts shook the bodies of all three women, bouncing
their breasts with each push. Suddenly his seed erupted into M4, the change in
rhythm prompting M2 to pull the rope with all her strength, and M3 to press her
sex hard against T2's mouth and nose. T2's coital thrusts segued into anoxic
convulsions. His body twisted back and forth under the three women, the last of
his sperm still pulsing into M4's womb. His agonal writhing slid his warm, wet
mouth and tongue repeatedly across M3's labia and clit, bringing her to a
climax. She gazed into T2's bloodshot eyes, protruding beyond her wet bush. At
last T2 lay quiet in the sand. The ladies stretched his slowly cooling corpse
across M1's.

M2 turned from M1's body, and padded softly to the toy chest. She rummaged in it
for a few minutes, then cooed at an appealing item. She lifted out a large
hypodermic syringe. She leaned backwards a bit, thrusting her belly forward,
then plunged the needle deep within her womb. She pushed the plunger home,
injecting every last drop of poison deep within herself. The remaining couples
clustered tight around M2. T3's soft warm tongue made a beeline to M2's
hardening clit. T4's mouth sealed itself to M2's. M3 and M4 suckled at M2's
nipples, their hands sliding to and fro on her body, caressing belly and back
and butt. M2's excitement built fast, her muscles tensing, her sex pressed to
T3's busy face. The poison heightened her muscles' strength, accentuating the
flexing of her thighs, her belly. As her orgasm peaked, her back arched,
thrusting her belly and breasts forward. Violent spasms rocked her body. T3
jerked wildly, his mouth barely following M2's thrashing sex. Her limbs struck
randomly, decorating her lovers' pink bodies with purple bruises. M2's body
locked in place, every muscle tensed, a parody of isometric exercise, breathing
impossible, her eyes rolled back in their sockets. The only sound was the quiet
lapping of her lovers at her still erect nipples and clit. Finally her pink skin
darkened to blue and M2 falls limp, her corpse joining the others cooling on the
sand.

T3 takes a rather small toy from the chest. A silvery scalpel shines in his
hand. M3 takes it from him, and brushes its flat against him, teasing his throat
and chest and belly. T3's mouth wanders over M3's and M4's bodies, tasting each
square inch. M3 turns the edge of the scalpel to T3's skin now, decorating him
with thin red lines. M3 and M4 pass the blade back and forth between them, each
adding to the ruddy ornament dividing T3's skin. Soft arcs cover his chest, his
belly, his back. The ladies hold him close, printing mirrors of his ornaments on
their own skin with every embrace. T3's erection hardens with every slice the
ladies elaborate into the pattern of his wounds. M4 straddles T3, her body
welcoming his deep inside. T3 wraps his arms around her, thrusting slowly into
her. He feels M3 wrap herself around him, spooning her breasts and belly against
his back, lifting T3 partially upright. M3's soft hands rise to T3's throat. Her
scalpel slowly, sensually traces the path of each jugular vein, unlocking a
steady dark stream from each. T3's blood pours down, soaking his chest and M4's
heavy breasts. T3 thrusts powerfully into M4, their blood slick bodies slapping
wetly together. M3 cups her hands in the dark flow, anointing her breasts and
belly with T3's abundantly spilling life. T3 shivers, the onset of shock
chilling him. He kisses M4 a last time as he ejaculates powerfully into her. M3
feels the spurts shake them. She drives the scalpel into T3's navel, burying it
entirely within him. T3 holds M4's buttocks, the three of them locked in a tight
embrace, as T3's pulse turns thready, then weakens, then stops. The women
slither against his blood slick corpse one last time, then lie his empty form
atop M2's.

M3 takes nothing from the chest. Instead, M3, M4, and T4 step out into the lake.
The trio wades out into neck-deep cool waters, the slow currents of the lake
tickling their skin. M4 and T4 press M3 between them, each savoring her kiss,
each sliding hands along her smooth, wet skin. M4 and T4 lift M3, her wet skin
rising above the surface of the lake, glittering in the sunlight. The couples'
mouths slowly savor M3's body, sucking at fingers and toes, at wrists and
ankles, and breasts and belly and thigh, till T4's tongue slowly circles her
labia. M4 holds M3's upper body, M3's face almost level with the water line,
ripples lapping at her. M3's hair floats free in the water, drifting with the
slight current. T4 takes his time, his tongue barely brushing M3's labia at
first. M3's body shudders slightly with every touch to her sex. Her labia harden
beneath T4's teasing tongue, and her aroma deepens. His tongue circles on her
labia, pressing smoothly, tracing the same path again and again. M3 moans, her
hands cupping her breasts. M4 supports her, showering petal-soft kisses on M3's
cheeks and lips and throat and eyelids. T4 presses his lips to M3's swollen
labia, the water lapping at his chin, and circles her clit with his tongue. His
touch is maddening, circling, then barely touching, circling, then barely
touching, again and again. M3's moans deepen, her breath coming in shallow pants
now. T4 licks directly at M3's clit, his tongue probing, pressing, sliding up
and down. Her thighs and belly tense as her orgasm peaks. As M3 cries out in
passion, M4 pulls her head down, down, down. Her ecstatic face sinks beneath the
clear water. M3's face slides past M4's breasts, past her belly, coming to rest
nestled in M4's pubic hair. M3's thighs stand straight up out of the water as
the trio stands close once again. T4's lips and tongue slide frantically over
M3's sex, giving a last push to her rock-hard labia and clit. M3 wraps her arms
around M4's body and exhales sharply, the bubbles from her last breath tickling
M4's sex. M3 inhales deeply, the cool, clear lake water flooding into her young
lungs, as the last contraction of her passion clamps her sex and womb. M3's
thighs thrash momentarily, their smooth skin sliding sometimes against T4's
face, sometimes against M4's. At last M3 went limp, her body a soft cushion
between the bodies of the surviving couple.

M4 and T4 carried M3's soggy carcass out of the lake, dumping it on the
accumulated heap on the beach. They lay down on the mortal pile, treasuring the
memories of the afternoon's erotic slaughter. Their mouths found each other's
genitals, in a reprise to the first couple's lovemaking. Dead bellies and
breasts, penes and butts pressed against their live slick skin. After the day's
titillation, they came quickly, juices pouring into each other's mouths.

One by one, the surviving couple carried the bodies of their sibling duplicates
back to the replicator, recycling each in a whirling mist of infinitesimal
machinery. They rinsed themselves in the lake and stowed the toy chest back in
the SUV. The only visible sign of the day's events was a red patch in the sand.
M4 and T4, now properly introduced, knew their memories of this day would last
the rest of their lives - however long or short that might be.