Posted by Ripper X on July 18, 2003 at 21:49:03:
Howdy Gentle Readers. Here's the other half of yesterdays story and I'm telling you, this guy has to be smooth with the ladies, who he had so much time to write naughty stories is completely beyond me! Actually he should had focused on helping us common men out by writing a "Woodburn's Definitive Guide to Pleasing Bitches" Now tell me you wouldn't buy it, hell just for the Pictures alone it could easily top off best-sellers list! Okay, I'll shut up now so we can read the rest of it.
Enjoy!
-RIP
The door on stage opened and the shaggy blonde-haired man and the brutal black now naked except for leather harnesses, hoods, arm-and wrist-bands, like the ones worn by the Master and the three businessmen, made their way calmly to where the Master stood. He handed each of them one of the objects he'd picked up while keeping one for himself. All three men strapped the objects around their hands. They were brutal weapons of torture created for up-close violence, gang-warfare, punishment of traitors or those who failed to pay the loan-shark...they were brass-knuckles and had been slightly modified. Each knuckle was a small metal spike, almost an inch long.
The three men stood in a circle around the beaten teenage girl. She was crying, sobbing loudly, her teeth clamping down into the black ball gag. Her head kept sagging weakly between her up stretched arms and her wrists above were bloody, her hands purple and without sensation, her wired ankles trickling blood.
"Let's do the little bitch," The Master growled.
"Let's go to town on ‘er..."
Almost simultaneously the three cruel men began to punch the hanging girl slamming their brass-knuckled wrists into her back and torso. The loud, meaty thumps of the punches were followed by the gurgling cries of the defenceless victim. The blonde man hunched down to send his spiked fist into her whipped bleeding thighs and ass-cheeks. The black's powerful arm struck and struck with perfectly calculated precision into the girl's sides and spine. The Master slammed her bloody tits to a pulp. On the fourth blow he snapped a rib in half. The blonde man pounded into her knee hollows and the spikes gouged a vein making beautiful spurts of blood jet out of her as she wailed.
Grant felt himself start to cum and he whipped his whore's screaming face with the riding crop as he jammed into her cunt to the hilt.
The teenage girl now knew she was going to die. The Master smashed his spiked fist into her belly, tearing through the skin, driving the small steel studs into her guts and twisting his fist around before yanking it out and slamming her again. Gushes of blood and tiny bits of intestines spilled out of her. Behind her, the black man struck at her shoulder-blades at her up stretched arms dislocating one of them, spiking the back of her neck, piercing into her spine until she saw bursting white lights in her eyes and felt quivering chills like electrical shocks run all through her. The blonde man punched her heels and feet and calves, smashed her toes and broke one knee-cap with a hard thrusting blow.
While he watched the merciless beating of the teenage girl, Carver sank his teeth into the arm-meat of his red-headed whore as she bore down on him her hands clutching the chair's arm-rests to impale herself on his cock. She yelled but did not pull away and as he tasted her blood he wacked her asscheeks with the wooden rod and thrust upward into her womb making her throw her head back and scream again wildly.
The Master now held the bleeding beaten girl by one up stretched arm, the one the black man had dislocated, to hold her steady while he pummelled her pussy mound methodically.
Whump! Whump! Whump! Harder, driving the spikes into the tender sex-mound. She coughed, gagging between sobs, blood bubbling from her nose and mouth up around the black ball gag.
"Yeahhhh!" The black man shouted driving his steel-banded fist into the base of the dying girl's spine.
She shuddered, odd choking noises in her throat as all three men pounded and pounded her.
"Kill herrrr!" Grant shouted as his mounting orgasm made his hips pound his prick into the whore before him.
"Yeah! Kill the little scumbag!" Kerr seconded from across the room.
The Master raised his hand.
The room falls into silence.
The young girl is near death.
He bends down to free her ankles, unwinding the wire which is embedded in her skin, her legs hang weakly, motionless.
Blood drips off her heels and toes.
He takes the ball-gag from her mouth and unbuckles it from around her neck.
He reaches up to undo the leather strap and her arms topple lifelessly to her sides as the other two men now take her body between them.
"Hold ‘er up for me," The Master orders. "I'm gonna fuck ‘er..."
The two men hold the girl in mid-air, hold her between them, on each side of her she with her broken legs flung open and her head hanging backward, long hair spilling to the floor, her face upside down, a scarlet trickle spilling from the dark ‘o' formed by her pretty lips, eyes rolling upward as she barely hangs on to consciousness.
The Master steps up to her and places the head of his monstrous hooked penis to the teenager's pretty blood-dappled slit.
Slowly he thrusts into her inching forward as his two henchmen hold her still.
Her eyes open wide and a high-pitched gasping cry spills from her.
The sensation of the monstrous cock entering her small vaginal passage, splitting her open, hard as a wooden stake, brings new life to her suffering.
Thin welts all over her, Carver's blonde begins to shudder and groan, spastically orgasming as she rides up an down on his shaft, he delivering sharp swats with the rod across her already swollen and bleeding nipples.
Grant looks right into the upside down face of the teenage girl on stage, his balls about to burst, his prick tingling as he slamfucks his mewling short-haired blonde and smacks her bruised belly with the riding crop.
Kerr's whore screams into the carpet as Kerr deliciously pounds himself into her asshole and slashes her back with the dog-whip with full-force side-to-side swiping blows. He holds back the demanding urge to empty his balls into his whore and watches the action on stage.
From the table next to him the Master takes the long butcher knife. Its blade catches the stage lights.
As he fucks the young girl he lovingly traces the small mounds of her tits with the knife-blade, teasingly. He is deep inside her now, pushing up against her cervix, filling her vagina to capacity. He begins to make small incisions on her bruised, beaten, welted tit-flesh, bending over her, concentrating like a surgeon undertaking a complex operation. The men on either side of her, the blonde and the black lick their lips as they watch. Sweat gleams on their savage faces.
"Yeah...cut ‘er..." They urge him. "Cut the little bitch..."
As the Master's hips thrust powerfully into the victimized girl, his knife marks her young flesh. He makes a long diagonal cut over her belly. He pokes the sides of her titties with the knife. He slices from her hip to her knee on one side and up one flank to the arm-pit on the other...all surface cuts making the girl bleed, hooded monster sneering, drooling, pounding his prick against her.
Mesmerized and inspired by the events on the stage Grant now takes his short-haired blonde slut by the throat as he fucks her, his hands closing lovingly around her neck, his thumbs pushing into the tender warm triangle at the base. For a brief moment she struggles, her hands coming up to push against his then, in a display of absolute submission she places her arms over her head on the floor, eyes closed, lips gasping for air, giving herself to the choking.
"Hold ‘er tight!" The Master commands his two servants on stage.
He tweaks his young victim's right nipple between thumb and forefinger, pinching, lifting it upward.
"Hold ‘er..."
With a quick slice of the butcher knife he takes the nipple off the girl's young tit.
She screams and kicks, her upside down face grimacing, the two men on either side holding her with some effort...In the shadows, Kerr smiles as he hilts his screaming red-haired whore's asshole and flogs her back viciously landing the studded dog-whip repeatedly between sweat-sheened and welt-riddled shoulder-blades.
The Master pops the teenage girl's removed nipple into his mouth, reaches down and slices off the other one. As the girl screeches feverishly he eats her other nipple, fucking his mutilated captive with fierce gusto. Blood drips from his mouth, his hooded face devilish as he now begins to stab the teenager's belly and upper thighs.
Grant's whore's face is already faintly blue but he does not see. He is fascinated by the gleaming blade which he sees rising, falling, entering and exiting the young flesh of the raped girl on stage, once going completely through her and out the back as she yowls and vomits, blood and bile streaming down her face and black hair.
"Let's nail her to the floor," The Master grunts. "I wanna cut ‘er open..."
The men lower the girl to the stage floor and spread her wide. She is too weak to resist. They pull her arms far apart, press her flat against the wood and the Master takes a metal mallet to drive construction nails through the palms of her hands, through her elbows, and into the floor.
The little bitch faints. Immediately she is rudely slapped awake.
Long steel spikes are driven through her thighs, just above the knees, splaying her legs wide, one hip snapping loudly as it dislocates, little bitch screaming and babbling as the spike gouges through flesh, muscle and shatters her tibia.
Her feet are brought together, sole to sole wire-bound by the toes, the wire wound tight enough to scrape right into the bone, slicing the dorsal digital arteries and sending blood spurting across the wooden floor, the metal mallet smashing down on the tender ankle bones to shatter them.
Again she faints. Again she is slapped back to consciousness.
Her pussy contracting against his cock as she is strangled Grant's blonde is slowly dying in his choking grip at the same time as the Master crouches over the girl on stage.
Carver grips his bitch by her juicy tits as he thrusts upward into her, occasionally leaning forward to bite her nipples from which he has already drawn blood and her belly...she has already cum twice and Carver has made her grip the riding crop in her mouth as she begins a third shattering orgasm kneeling on the cushioned chair on top of the man who has chosen her for the night...wicked night of destruction as the blonde man and the black stand on either side of the impaled girl on stage jerking off...
The Master presses the tip of the knife into the dip at the base of the young girl's sternum. The skin bends inward... inward... then rips, tears as he pushes the knife remorselessly inward invading the youthful female body. He bites his lower lip with intense concentration as he begins to draw the knife downward and deeper into the abdomen.
The teenage girl weeps, sobs and grunts as the blade begins to open her.
The knife rapes her virgin body and all the men in the room grunt, smile, tremble with masculine pleasure. This is the triumph of male over female, the ultimate victory...the Master slowly and deliberately pushing the blade into her liver and the last bit of esophagus...gouging into her stomach, piercing spleen and duodenum as he moves down toward the intestines...
"Why?!" The girl sobs weakly looking up at her killer, "Wh-why...?".
The Master smiles, licks his lips, presses the blade deeper gouging into the vena cava.
Hot warm spurts of dark blood jet from the ghastly wound.
"Aaugghhh!" The girl grunts twisting with the horrible pain of being gutted alive, unable to escape it, pinned to the floor like a butterfly specimen.
The blonde man goes down on one knee, his cock aimed at her young suffering face as he jerks off, at her wide-lipped gasping mouth...
"UU-UhhHH!" He grunts as a thick gop of semen jets into the dying teenager's mouth and another spurts on her cheek and another in her blood streaked forehead.
The Master now cuts into the girl's intestinal sac and continues downward past the superficial stab wounds he made earlier, all the way down to her pubic mound.
Leaving the knife hilted there he reaches into the gash he has made, one hand on each side, his fingers pushing into the muck of her viscera and he begins to pull the little bitch open like a gutted pig. Blood bubbles up out of her as he widens the long wound.
"Yeah..."He growls softly, smiling crazily... "...yeah...yeah...yeah..."
"Goddamn..." The black man sneers. "Fuckin' beautiful....fuckin' in-credible..."
The blonde man is rubbing his spent cock on the dying girl's face, her eyes looking up into his silently, glassy and distant.
The Master takes the knife and yanks it out of the girl's pussy-mound. Throwing it aside he crawls up on to the impaled, sliced-open, still-living carcass of the teenage girl and he pushes his monstrous, hook-shaped cock deep into the wound he has made....he gut-fucks her, holding himself up on his arms, the palms of his hands on either side of her head, his body going up and down as if he is doing push-ups over the dying victim, like some giant evil chameleon basking in the desert -sun's heat.
"Jesus!" The black man exhales. "I gotta kill me some pussy...I gotta kill me some pussy now!"
"Go for it, bro," The blonde man exhorts encouragingly.
The Negro takes the knife from the floor and jumps off the stage.
His first target is the blonde whore kneeling on top of Carver.
Coming up behind her he seizes her by one shoulder and drives the knife deep into her kidney.
The bitch gives out a keening shriek and tries to get to her feet.
"Hold her!" The black man shouts yanking the knife out of her.
"Yeah!" Carver shouts taking the slut by her arms and holding her, feeling her vagina clamp tightly around his prick as the black man stabs her again higher up, into the lovely slope of her back, deep into her right lung.
She gives out a gurgling gagging cry as the knife is yanked out of her.
Blood jets from her nostrils and mouth and she totters forward against Carver...he feels the hot blood pouring down the shaft of his cock and on his thighs... He looks up to see the black man thrust the knife-blade through her throat from the back. The blade goes all the way through... the bitch's eyes are wide-open with shock...Carver shouts as he empties his balls into her... the black man yanks the knife out of her and pulling her head back, standing behind the kneeling bitch he draws the blade from ear to ear slicing her throat open, almost cutting her head off...Carver is bathed in the spurting gushes of bitch blood as he thrusts deep into the slaughtered female...finally she gasps, air hissing from her lips as she topples sideways and backwards to the floor already dead.
The black man moves toward Kerr's bitch who kneels on the floor bent over, her face in the carpet, her back savagely welted and bleeding, her ass full of her man's cockmeat.
"Do it!" Kerr shouts.
The black man goes down on one knee.
With a savage growl he plunges the knife into the red-headed slut's side.
"Y-Y-AGGHHHH!" She screams as the blade ruptures her intestines and cuts through the gastric artery.
The black man pulls the knife out and a hot burst of blood jets out of the kneeling whore.
Without hesitation he drives the blade deep into the side of her fat hanging boob.
As Kerr fucks her and holds her down the black man stabs the kneeling bent-over slut repeatedly in the back and sides.
Kerr empties his cock in her asshole as blood bubbles up out of her. As he slides out of her the bitch manages to struggle up on her knees against the wall...she leans there pissing and shiting blood, faeces and urine, gasping and shuddering...she looks back at the two men, Kerr and the black assailant who still wields the knife...
"...F-finish m-me..." She moans weakly, pleadingly. "...Pleease...fin-finish...me...it...h-hurts!"
"Over here, pig," The black man sneers indicating his huge erect cock to the dying woman.
"Take my cock in your filthy mouth...I wanna feel that little stud you got on your fuckin' tongue sliding up and down on my pecker before you check out..."
She slides down to the floor and begins to crawl toward her killer.
"...Please..." She moans weakly looking up into the cruel black face... "Pleease..."
He takes her head in one large hand as she comes up on her knees and opens her lips wide to take him, eyes looking up into his.
She takes the head of his prick and hesitates. Already her lips are stretched wide.
"All of it..." He grunts. "...All of it, scumbag!"
He grips the back of her head and thrusts the rest of the way into her. A sick smile plays on his sweaty evil face as he feels the little stud on her tongue begin to move on his shaft.
On stage the Master fucks his girl victim's guts in the centre of a puddle of blood.
Incredibly she is still alive, pale and weak as she looks up into the in- and out-thrusting demon above her.
"...You...want...to...know...uhh!...why!?" He grunts fiercely.
"There is no fuckin' why,..there's...only...your...ahh...suffering...and uuhnnhh!...my pleasure...that's all....uhh...that's all..."
He swoops down and kisses her lips gently as his cock gouges into her exposed guts. He tastes her blood and continues kissing her lips and face as she dies, her eyes drifting upward and going out of focus...he feels then the pressure rising in his cock, deep in his balls and with a shout he cums in the dead girl's innards.
Grant's whore too is dead and he stands over her, a long stream of piss jetting from his still tumescent cock and on to her blue-shaded face, her eyes still open, her lips pouting...
The blonde man drags Carver's butchered whore out of the room by one leg and through the theatre door. Along with the others her carcass will be fed into the incinerator in the lower level, all evidence completely disposed of.
Finally there is only the stabbed and bleeding red-haired whore sucking off the black man.
Her big fat nipple-ringed tits bleed, her belly bleeds.
But still she looks up into the black devil's face and still she rocks her head back and forth.
The men watch.
They watch as the black man fucks the whore's mouth.
They watch her bleed.
He hooks his finger in her nose ring and holds her face still as he jams his huge appendage in and out of her trembling mouth.
He begins to breathe faster, his body flexing gracefully, the woman trying to stay with his fierce thrusting.
"I'm cummin'..." He grunts. "I'm cummin' bitch...cummin..."
Her eyes stare at his hand which holds the bloody butcher-knife raised and ready to strike.
He pinches her nostrils shut now and thrusts his enormous cock all the way down her throat.
She gasps for air.
The hand with the knife rises.
She can't breathe.
On stage, the Master rises and stands over the butchered teenage girl nailed to the floor then he turns to watch the black man choke the red-haired whore with his cock.
All action has shifted there now, the men stand around and watch the final conquest.
The sweat-glossed naked powerful black man going up slightly on his toes, biting his lower lip, holding the whore to him by her nose, the kneeling bleeding whore, beautiful red-headed, wide-eyed, suffering cunt watching the knife rising and rising...
"Ahh...ah! UUHH!" He shouts, sneering, hissing. "UUWHHHHH-nnHHH!"
Sperm floods her throat...she gags...winces...
The knife plunges downward, enters above her left breast aimed inward, gouges into her quivering heart slicing the organ in half inside her, her shriek of agony muffled against the manspear in her mouth:
"Ugghhhgghhhh!"
She tastes sperm, blood...sparks explode behind her eyes.
He steps back and she is left wide-mouthed drooling a long trail of semen down her face her eyes tracking her executioner for a moment then raised to the ceiling her throat making a guttural un-natural sound as she falls forward, the weight of her body hilting the knife the rest of the way, knife-blade tearing through her and out through one whipped shoulder blade, a long rattling exhale from her before she lies dead at the feet of her conquerors.
Grant, Kerr and Carver stand over the dead whore jerking off one last time while the Negro watches slumped in one of the velured arm-chairs.
For the rich businessmen this night has been worth every cent they have paid.
On stage the Master stands over the disembowelled cadaver of the pretty teenager.
His monstrous sexual appetite now quenched he feels nothing but contempt for the barbarically murdered girl and he raises his flaccid shaft to empty his bladder on her....
And in the incinerator room below, the blonde-haired man fucks the dead whore's body before feeding it into the roaring flames. The heat in the room is suffocating. But the killer is in his element, his athletic body gleaming with sweat as he thrusts his meat into the still warm cunt mouth of his victim. This is the best part of it all for him, the final invasive desecration of the victim a few feet from the hungry flames that will consume her.
He will get to enjoy all four of the dead females this way, a pleasure granted him by the Master for his services. And what a sweet pleasure it is... to know that, though, the women have belonged to their killers, in the end they will belong only to him...he will be the last before the terrible searing flames turn their lovely bodies to black withering ash and their bones to pure white dust.