We Interrupt This Program....


Posted by Tribal Hose on June 18, 2004 at 02:42:47:

We Interrupt This Program....
By Vanessa Feathertree

Stephanie drops her bag by the front door. Cheerleading practice was rough today. Poor Angie broke her ankle on the triple spin toss. They would have to find a replacement for the big game next week. But for now, Steph just wanted to relax and watch 'friends'.

She turns on the tv and walks to the kitchen. After making a sandwich for herself and getting a cold sprite, she plops down onto the sofa. She sets the plate and the soda on the coffe table and bends down to remove her shoes and socks. During the cooler months, the cheerleaders were allowed to wear sheer, tan pantyhose to keep their legs warmer. She gets herself comfortable and grabs her sandwich and soda.

Joey and Ross are talking about Rachel when suddenly the tv goes fuzzy. The next thing Steph sees is a young girl, about 18, hanging from her wrists in a dark room. The girl had been stripped to her bra, panties and pantyhose. Her make-up was streaked down her cheeks from tears. There was no sound other then music by Cradle of Filth. Th girl has a beautiful body. It looks as though she is an athletic girl. Maybe she was in track or soccer. Her legs were strong looking, well defined and slender. She also has a smooth tummy and slender waiste that flair into broad hips.

A man, dressed in dark clothing and wearing a skull mask, steps into view. He runs his hands over the girls body as she squirms in protest and cries. He takes hold of the girl's panties and tugs them down her long legs. Her smoothly shaven pubic mound shows quite clearly through a pair of tan, seamless pantyhose. Next, the man unclasps her bra. It snaps off her breasts, causing them to bounce a little. Dark, quarter-sized nipples stand errect in the middle of her firm breasts. He gropes at her breasts and pinches her niples as she continues to cry. The images on the screen seem sereal without any sound. Just the eerie music playing quietly.

The man continues to run his hands over the young girl's body. He cups her mound in his hand, then pinches her labia together and tugs them through the nylon. Her body winces as more tears roll down her cheeks. The man steps just off screen for a brief moment and returns with a jar in his hands. He opens it, takes something out and sets it on her left breast above the nipple. He sets another on her stomach, neck and right arm. Judging by the expression on her face, Steph makes out that she is screaming. The man walks towards the camera and focuses in on the object on her left breast. A trickle of blood starts at one end. Steph suddenly realises that it is a leech and shivers.

The camera goes back to its original view. Blood trickles from each leech by now. The man walks back into view carrying a lit cigerette. He flicks off the grey ashes until the bright orange cherry shows. Then he presses it against the girl's right nipple. Her body jolts as a look of pain, followed by a scream appears on her face. The hot cherry meets the underside of her left bicep and her stomach a few times before he drops the cigerette on the floor and crushes it under his boot. The girl's body shudders as she continues to cry.

The man reaches into his vest and pulls out a large bowie knife. The girl's eyes go wide as she screams and moves her body wildly. He slugs her in the gut to stun her. She coughs as the wind is knocked out of her. He sets the blade on her ribs and slides it lightly across them. A thin red line appears as crimson trickles down from it. He makes a few more small cuts on her ribs and breasts as she screams again. Steph reaches for the remote to turn it off, but it is not where she put it. She watches on as the man takes the waisteband of his victims pantyhose and pulls it out. He carefully lowers the knife down under the nylon until the tip of it is inserted into her smooth pussy. With a quick motion, he slides the knife upto her breastbone between her breasts. The girl lets out a scream before passing out. Her flesh opens as intestines press against the nylon and spill out over the top of her seamless pantyhose.

He takes out a small bottle, opens it and waves it under her nose. With a start she revives. Her head lulls from side to side as her eyes slowly open again. Upon seeing herself spilt open, she screams again. He steps behind her and grabs her by the hair. Yanking her head back, he slits her throat in mid-scream. Blood sprays from her neck and is coughed up from her mouth. Her body convulses as he walks back to the camera.

The screen moves to a pile of clothes and focuses in on them. Steph can make out that they are a cheerleader's uniform. She is even more startled when she notices it is from her school. The camera then moves to the face of the dead girl. A hand takes her head by the hair and lifts the head up to show the face. Steph lets out a gasp as she recognises it to be Melissa. She had disappeared last year, supposedly ran off with a guy to California. Steph reaches for the phone when a black plastic bag is put over her head. She srugles against her attacker. Her skirt goes up as she is kicking, giving him a nice view of her nylon-clad legs and hips.

After she stops struggling, he ties her wrists together and removes the video tape from the vcr. He takes her to his van and speeds off, leaving the front door to the house wide open.