Posted by Ripper X on July 08, 2003 at 21:04:37:
Howdy dear readers! Today's piece is a heartwarming tale of friendship as four young friends embark on the adventure of a lifetime, where they will learn more about each other, themselves, and the true meaning of togetherness.
Enjoy!
-RIP
by Floyd Harvey
Katie, Carol, Cora and Anne had been friends for a long time, from
their childhood days to be precise. They had spent most of their
youth together, and now they had reached adulthood. Katie and Anne
were both 19 years of age, while the two others were "only" 18.
Almost four weeks ago they had decided upon taking a long trip
together. They had planned this for ages, but it had never worked
out thus far. However, this time around they all had a lot of time.
And so they had jumped into Anne's old car and had driven
off. They wanted to tour the great plains of the states in order to
experience something really exciting before they spent the rest of
their lives with husband and kids.
In the beginning, all had gone well, they had spent the nights in
cheep motels and had a lot of fun. From time to time some fool had
tried to get laid, but they had been able to block most of these
advances right from the start. They knew that type of guy all too
well: First they babbled something about love and told the thickest
yarn, and then, just when they had plunged their dirty piece of
meat into them, all the romance was gone. Then they only wanted to
sleep in order to fuck off early in the morning. No, they were sick
and tired of that kind of thing. At least for this trip, they wanted to
relax.
Yet right then they had already spent two weeks in this hut in the
middle of nowhere, in the mountains, with snow all around them,
right to the horizon. It had all started with their idea of wanting
to get away from civilization, away into untouched nature. However,
just as they were right in the middle of this "nature", their car
had yielded up its soul, and there was not a garage for hundreds of
miles, in fact not a soul was out there. And then it had started to
snow, just as though to add to their misery. They had thought that
this was their end, but then they had found this little hut. It was
not big at all, and not at all clean, yet they at least had a roof
over their heads, a fireplace and the wood from the adjacent forest
warmed them up nicely. In the beginning they had tried to start a
fire outside in order to be detected, say by a plane. Yet, firstly
no plane ever turned up, and moreover, the snow blew the fire out
almost as quickly as they had started it. Their stocks had run low
by then. Surely, they had tried to hunt some wild animals in the
forest. Sadly, however, it had not gone beyond an attempt. How
could city people like these four shoot a deer or a hare without a
machine gun ??
And so they had sat in the hut and had eaten the last stocks
together. The next days had been terrible, they had no food and the
snow just wouldn't just stop falling. But even if it had, how would
they have tried to get away from this forsaken spot ? No map,
without a car, without any equipment.... Four days after they had
eaten the last stocks they sat together in the morning and argued
about what to do. A completely ludicrous idea, as there was nothing
to do at all. Then, however, Katie had an idea. She had always been
the cleverest, most grown up among the four. "There is a solution",
she proclaimed. "Do you know the story of the victims of that
famous plane crash in the Andes a couple of years back ?" "Yeah",
Carol replied, "they ate their dead in order to survive didn't they
?" "That could be our solution as well", Katie said. "B..But, we,
we are all still alive....", Annie stammered in return. "Yep,
that's true", Katie said, disappointment almost audibly swinging in
her voice. A fierce debate erupted, at the end of which the girls
abandoned the plan as absurd. However, at night the hunger kept
them awake and they were silently whispering to each other.
This went on another night and day, then hunger had won over all
their scruples and in the morning they sat together anew in order
to discuss. "But how should we do that", Cora asked, "we can't just
eat each other." "We will draw straws, four, and whoever draws the
short one has to sacrifice herself for the others. Just as we have
sworn once : One for all, all for one." "But then we were still
children", Carol retorted, "and none of us had thought about
anything like this." This kind of debate went on for a while, but
at noon they were agreed to do it anyway. Katie got her box of
matches from her rucksack, took out four and put them on the table,
clearly visible for all eyes present. She put the box away again
and looked at the others. All four gave her a nod and so she took
one of the matches and broke it in the middle. Then she turned
around and held the four little sticks in her hand so that the
others could not see where the short one was. Having ordered the
matches properly, she turned around to her friends and offered
them the hand with the matches. These matches would decide between
life and death, between eating and getting eaten. "May the lot
decide our fate", Anne said and took one of the offered sticks. She
had drawn one of the long ones, and she sighed with relief.
Next in line was Cora, the youngest, who drew..... the short straw.
She dropped it immediately and burst into tears, but not for long,
and soon afterwards she had regained her composure. "So be it
then", she said. Cora looked very calm, calmer than her three
friends who now had the task of killing her. Anne cried "I can't do
it, we can't butcher Cora, I can't, I rather starve than do it."
"Don't talk rubbish", Cora said, "you are going to live, so do it."
"I will do it", Katie said "that is if you agree to that." Cora
looked at Katie and gave her a nod. "Do you know how to do it?"
Katie only said "yes". As a kid she had lived in a small village
and had once watched how the neighbors had slaughtered a pig. She
knew her task and she would do it.
Under her careful direction, the preparations began. Snow was
filled into an old metal tub they had found and heated up, just as
they had done so often during the last days in order to have a
bath. The water took long to warm up. Meanwhile they found two
strong ropes. A quarter of an hour later, the water was warm
enough. Cora knew that her last hour had come now. "What shall I
do", she asked Katie, who was by then in charge of the operation.
"Take your clothes off, please", Katie replied "we have to prepare
you." A little embarrassed, Cora started unbuttoning her blouse.
Until then she had never shown herself naked to her friends. But
she wanted to face her fate upright and so she took off her blouse
under the gaze of her friends and put it orderly over the chair.
She had always been a good girl and she wanted to remain one until
the end. Katie looked at the firm tummy and the small stiffened
breasts, which were still hidden by a bra. She noticed her mouth
watering. Katie was shocked about herself. Meanwhile Cora had
taken off her bra, too and too firm, pert tits became visible. She
had soft dark nipples that were a bit stiff. Tho other two girls
began to inadvertently lick their lips, but when they notice, they,
too became embarrassed and pulled themselves together quickly. They
did not want to let Cora feel how hot they were for a taste of her
flesh. Cora had by then taken off her pants and put them over the
blouse, the socks followed and very slowly, she finally rid herself
of her knickers.
The three girls looked at their victim, as that was what Cora was
by now. She still was their friend, but also her meal, their
insurance against starving to death. By then, Cora stood in the
room completely naked and, funnily enough, she wasn't embarrassed at
all about her nudity, she only saw the hunger in the eyes of her
friends, which they could hardly suppress. Katie approached her "I
will now shave you, your whole body, please tell me when it hurts,
I will try and be as careful as I can."
On the first day, they had found shaving foam and a shaving knife,
which obviously one of the former male inhabitants had forgotten
here. Katie applied a lather of shaving foam to Cora's left arm and
began to shave her with the sharp blade. It was difficult for her
at first and she even cut Cora once, but Cora didn't move an
eyebrow when a small drop of blood flowed down her arm. Luckily,
the cut was not deep, and the blood flow stopped quickly. Then
Katie depleted Cora's right arm, where after she busied her self
with Cora's back. All the while, Cora stood motionless in the room
and let everything happen to her without making a sound. Only when
Katie applied the foam to her firm breasts, she moaned shortly. The
upper body was quickly shaved. Katie kneeled down in front of Cora
and shaved first her left and then her right leg. This went quickly
and almost as a matter of routine. Then only the short curly hair
between Cora's thighs remained. "Please, love, spread your legs a
bit", Katie asked Cora, "I can't otherwise do it properly." Cora
did as she was told and when Katie knelt between her legs in order
to finish the shaving job, she clearly saw the slight glistening
between the slightly spread love lips. No denying it, Cora was wet.
Quickly, she took the foam and worked it into the last remaining
bits of body hair. Then, slowly and carefully, she slid the blade
across the sensitive flesh, until the last bits of hair had gone.
Katie stood up "Please sit down in the bathtub and wash yourself."
Cora sat down as told, but suddenly looked up to her friends and
said: "I would like you to wash me, please grant me that last
wish." Which they did. Six hands wandered across her hairless,
young body and rinsed it properly. Her breasts were lovingly
caressed, and her moist slit was subjected to manifold gentle
touches. Cora savored the moment, for the last time in her life.
Then her three friends took a step back. Katie spoke up again: "Are
you ready ?" Cora only nodded slightly, with a sad look on her
face. Her three friends briskly rubbed her dry. "One bucket each,
and follow my outside, I want get it over and done with quickly",
said Katie. She took Cora by the hand and they went outside.
The snowfall had died down in intensity and Cora's naked body
steamed in the cold air when they went behind the hut. Here two
rings were fastened to the wall, about 8ft above the ground.
Through these rings they had flung the ropes, the ends of which lay
in the snow. "Lie down please, legs facing the wall", said Katie
when she and Cora reached the place. When Cora finally lay in the
snow, Cora and Anne arrived. They put the buckets to the ground and
tied the ends of the ropes around Cora's ankles, who still lay
motionless on the ground, her legs slightly spread. Anne and Carol
were finished. Together they pulled Cora up by the ropes. When she
finally hung above the ground, back to the wall, they fastened the
ropes and looked at Katie, who approached Cora slowly, knife in
hand. "Sorry, littl'un" she said, but Cora did not answer, she hung
motionless and naked on the wall of the hut. "I can't take it",
Anne cried and ran back into the hut. Katie gave Carol a look - she
nodded. Slowly she approached the tender throat of the girl with
the knife, then the cold blade touched soft skin. With her free
hand she pressed Cora's chin further down still, in order to have
an even better grip. Then she slid the hard steel almost gently
through Cora's skin and severed the carotid artery. Blood gushed
forth in bright red torrents.
Quickly she grabbed one of the buckets and placed it beneath Cora's
head in order to gather her lifeblood, which she didn't manage
completely, so violently the blood gushed from the gaping wound.
She took up the knife anew and cut again, this time between vagina
and navel. She pressed the knife into Cora's convulsing body. The
knife slid easily into the warm, tender flesh. Below, the warm
blood quickly melted the snow. Cora jerked and cried. The pain had
pulled her back into reality, she realized that she was being
butchered, and that triggered her survival instinct. She wanted to
fight for her life. Yet, it was too late. Without giving her a
chance, Katie cut Cora's belly open to her sternum with a swift
cut. She took great care that she did not cut too deep and ripped
her intestines, as then her intestinal bacteria would have
contaminated the valuable flesh. Blood and guts spilled out. Katie
grabbed inside the gaping wound and ripped her bowels out. Long and
bloody it dropped into the snow, which was colored red instantly.
With a couple of final slashes, Katie then severed the rest of her
intestinal tract and so Cora's entrails fell into the snow. Cora
stopped moving, the pain had numbed her senses. But she was still
alive, as the blood spilling from her body testified. Slowly,
however, the red torrent stopped and Carol could remove the
half-filled bucket. Then it was Katie's turn again, She cut the
edible organs, such as liver and kidney from the lifeless body and
tossed them into an empty bucket, throwing the rest into the snow.
After less than a quarter or an hour, it was done and Cora hung
before them, gutted and bled. Her eyes still stared forward in
panic. Now they had meat again, food, and that meant that they
didn't need to starve to death. They took the organs into the hut
and left Cora's body hanging outside in order to cool down,
where after they took the corpse inside. As a matter of fact, this
was their meat and not meant for wild animals to feast upon.
They had cleaned the dried blood from Cora's body and put it on the
table. Then the three friends sat around it and nobody dared to
take the first piece of meat. After about 10 minutes, Katie took
the initiative and cut a bit out of the left arm. She put it into
the old saucepan and placed it over the small fire in the fire
place. Slowly the scent of fried meat spread through the hut, which
overcame Carol's and Anne's hesitation. Following the example of
their friend, they, too, cut a piece out of the arm. Soon their
appetite was satisfied and then they had to think what was to
happen with the rest of the meat, well, or Cora. They could not
leave it in the hut, where it would rot much to quickly, but
outside, it would only fall prey to wild animals.
Then, however, the old shed directly adjacent to the hut sprang to
their minds, where it was quite cold. There their friend would be
safe. So they picked up the lifeless body and carried it to the
shed. They just wanted to hang it on the wall, head down, when Anne
said "Look how she's staring at us, how should we eat her if she is
staring at us that way." "You are right", Carol answered, "we don't
need the head anyway, let's chop it off and throw it away." "Yeah",
Katie said, "but with what, it ain't that easy." Yet then they
discovered an old axe sticking in a chopping block. Katie took up
the axe and ordered Carol and Anne to put Cora's body on the block,
so she could sever the head. It wasn't all that easy to place the
body onto the block in a way that prevented the valuable meat
coming into contact with the dirt on the ground. Finally, they had
done it. Anne and Carol held the body by the arms while Katie
wielded the axe. With a mighty crunch, the rusty steel entered the
neck and severed the head in one crushing blow. The axe stuck in
the block and head fell to earth. And had Carol and Anne not clung
tightly to the body, it would have also tumbled into the dirt. When
they left the shed, Katie took the head by the hair and tossed it
into the snow.
The three girls went back to the hut and went asleep. But somehow
sleep wouldn't come to them that night, they were tormented by
nightmares. Over the next few days they cut more pieces from Cora's
body, and soon their revulsion and the hesitation had made way for
curiosity. So one day they stood in the shed and looked at the
hanging body, whose arms had already been eaten completely. Katie's
gaze fell on Cora's vagina. "I wonder what that tastes like", she
thought aloud. The two others remained silent and thus she picked
up the knife and cut into Cora's flesh, just left from her pubic
lips. Carefully, Katie separated the wonderful morsel from the
body. Curious, she gazed at the severed piece of genitalia. "Yeah,
I think it will taste good." "You are disgusting", Anne said
horrified. "Why", asked Carol "well I would like to know how it
would tastes as well." "Take one of the breasts", Katie said, "so
we can share." It was quickly said and done, and with a few cuts,
Carol severed the left breast from the body and went back to the
hut. Anne was disgusted, and she only cut a small piece from the
belly and went back as well.
The roasted cunt tasted delicious, a bit salty but very very
interesting. Anne didn't want to taste. After Katie and Carol had
eaten the small juicy vagina, they devoured the breast. They had
expected the breast meat to be fatty, but it was firm and tender,
a culinary delicacy, but Anne didn't want to have any of that
either.
Thus it went on and on, and Cora vanished piece by piece, Anne
became funnier with every day that passed and the snowfall would
just not abate at all. For days, Anne had thought that the other
two were brooding something sinister. Whenever she came back from
a pee into the hut she thought she could hear the other two whisper
clandestinely, but in their company they only held small-talk. The
days went by, and finally all that was left of Cora was one leg.
It happened in the evening. Somehow, Anne had foreseen it, but she
was helpless anyway. Just when she returned from a pee, Carol and
Katie leaped onto her. Anne tried to fight back with all her power
but her friends were stronger, and quickly gained the upper hand.
Quickly, they had overwhelmed Ane and then she lay on the table,
spread-eagled. "We're genuinely sorry, littl'un", Katie said, "but
you know our situation. We really wanted to draw lots again, but
you wouldn't have gone along with that, so we had no other choice.
But, think positively, you help us, your friends to survive." "Go
to hell, Cannibals", Anne yelled at them. Tears of rage and fear
rolled down her cheeks, but that failed to impress Katie and Carol
and without hesitation, they cut Anne's clothes from her body with
knifes until in no time the hapless creature lay naked and
stretched out on the table in front of them. The sight was
mouth watering and this time around Katie and Carol didn't even have
to be embarrassed.
Throughout the whole procedure, Anne had yelped and cried
incessantly, but to no avail. Katie approached her throat with the
cold sharp blade, pressing Anne's head onto the table with her free
hand. The knife just touched the throat, ready for the death
dealing slash, as Carol had an idea. "I have heard that the meat
should taste even better, when the victim is tortured before dying.
Some hormones are then released in the body, at least with animals,
so why shouldn't it work with her." Katie withdrew the knife. "Good
idea, I am always open for new recipes." Looking at Carol she said
"what are you thinking of ?" Carol approached helpless Anne. "I'm
sorry kid, but you have to think about us too." Then she left the
hut and quickly returned with a great icicle she had severed from
the roof. This icicle was a really monstrous piece of equipment. At
its base it was about 4" in diameter and over 1 1/2 ft long. It
wasn't really sharp at the end, rather a rounded tip. Carol took
the tip of the icicle between her warm lips, which immediately
melted the ice. And by rotating the icicle's tip was sharpened.
After taking a brief look at her handiwork, she inserted the ice
without a word into Anne's vagina. Anne cried anew, as the cold ice
entered her body. Melted water ran down her vaginal lips as Carol
worked the icicle in and out of her hole. Gradually Cora slid the
ice deeper into the tender pink hole. Anne had stopped crying, she
only whimpered quietly. But it was not a painful whimpering, rather
a bit lustful, she seemed to like it. But as Carol drove the long
icicle completely into her and felt how the tip ruptured her
entrails, Anne yelped in agony, and this time it was not lustful at
all. It was only a short cry, she was too tired by what had gone
before. The melted water mixed with blood, which trickled between
her legs onto the table.
Meanwhile Katie had picked up a pair of pincers and had tied some
of Anne's cut clothes around the iron handles. She picked up a
piece of red hot coal from the fire in the oven. She quickly
approached Anne's left breast with her hot cargo. She lowered the
hot coal onto her tit without directly touching it. Anne howled as
if she was roasted on a spit. This, however, as much as the other
two would have liked it, was impossible on the small oven.
Otherwise, this would have been an option in Katie's and Carol's
mind. Anne wanted to get away, but her bonds were too tight, and
held her flat on the table. The colour of her nipple changed from
pink to golden brown. The tender flesh started to hiss and steam
after a few minutes. Anne was still fully conscious when Katie
finally put the coal away and bowed down to her left breast. She
could clearly see how Katie's teeth closed around the roasted
flesh, she felt the pain as Katie bit down, and her nipple was cut
loose and vanished into Katie's mouth. She heard her chew and saw
the deeply satisfied gaze in the eyes of her former friend. And she
saw how Carol picked up a piece of coal from the oven. The pain
ripped through her body anew, this time, however, on the right
side. This time around, Anne could not stand the pain and her
senses left her. She didn't feel how her other nipple vanished into
Carol's mouth.
But this void did not hold for long. The terrible cold cutting into
her young naked, mistreated body, woke her up and she found herself
hanging in the very same place behind the hut where Cora had
already yielded up her soul. Katie stood in front of her, knife in
hand. Anne just wanted to open her mouth to cry, when she sharp
blade cut her throat, turning her yelp into a tormented gurgle. The
last thing she felt was as Katie began gutting her, then she
drifted away into a black depth.
Katie and Carol decided to let the body hang outside for a bit to
cool down properly. But after an hour, they heard a howling in
front of the hut. They ran to the window, and what they saw made
their stomachs turn. A pack of wolves had gathered in front of the
hut. Not without reason, as they had sensed the scent of fresh meat
and now they were devouring Anne's body. Following their first
impulse, Carol and Katie wanted to run out of the hut to force the
wolves away, but soon, reason took over again, and so they were
forced to look on as the wolves enjoyed their meal.
In the night, none of the two dared to sleep, as both knew, whoever
falls asleep first is next in line.
Outside the snow continued to fall ....