Amanda 12


Posted by PK on October 26, 2001 at 19:28:31:

Carol thrust back as Amanda thrust in. She writhed and bucked a little as she felt the spit
slide through her. That's some hardwood, she thought. She lowered her head to see Amanda
between her legs.

"Carol...!?"

She put her head back up and gagged as the point broke through. Okay, now I'm officially
dead. Might as well enjoy the rest of the party...she relaxed. Should hurt more, she wanted to
tell Amanda but she'd never speak again, so forget that.

"Just let yourself slide down onto the table," Amanda instructed. "Wriggle all you like."

Oh, right. Carol slid down. Amanda took her ankles in a firm but not bruising grip and lashed
them to the pole. Now Carol couldn't move her feet. Amanda ran her tongue over the sole of
her right foot. Left, Carol thought. Amanda nipped her left instep, not hard enough to hurt.
Tiger teeth on my feet. Working her way up....should have asked her to eat me raw..wouldn't
work...why not....do bunnies feel this way when the stoat gets them? Do they enjoy it at the
end?

How long will I last?

Amanda moved around the table. "Still breathing? Great stuff. That's what I call
craftsmanship. Any idea how LONG it takes to carve a ventilated spit?" Carol blinked. "Nor I.
But I know a man who does. Hands up." She finished lashing Carol's hands with a flourish.
"I'll start you off slowly, then I may be gone for a half hour or so. Don't worry, I'll be here for
the end. Let's just get you settled first."

Amanda lifted Carol, spit and all, quite easily. (Fuck, she's strong, Carol thought.) It hardly
took two minutes before she was over the firepit. Hot.

"Auto rotation," Amanda explained. "Electric motor, a bit high tech, but we don't all hunt in
groups. At this height you should be sweating and mildly delirious by the time I get back."

From where?


"Lost track," the comms officer reported. "Target is off the screens. Can't get a visual..."

"There's something moving out there..." another one said, giggling nervously.

"Would you just stop fucking around?" the director addresses the tech geeks, "Where is
she?"

"She's coming here," somebody said. "Isn't it obvious?"

"I'm getting out of here."

As if on cue, one of the monitors showed a tiger mask. Green eyes, white and ginger stripes
Teeth.

"How do you like it so far?" Amanda inquired.

"She climbed the fucking tree.."

The camera snowcrashed.