The audience loved the rending of living naked female meat,
and they were getting their fill of it in this violent
sex sport. Suzette was still jerking and twisting as
her intestines and organs dangled from her wide open
belly, and Rachael was wagging her blood-spurting stump
of an arm, while all three were leaking crimson blood
from their deep gash wounds. Rachael's heels pushed
down as she raised her hips, and the vicious blades
sliced into the huge bulging tits with devastating effect.
They cut down through the fatty tit meat and silicone,
releasing thick strands that dangled obscenely from
the deep slashes. At the same time, Angella's blades
did more meaningful damage, cutting deeply into the
straining muscles on top of Rachael's upper legs. Total
success would have given Angella the contest, except
that Rachael's blades emerged from Angella's breasts
and continued slicing downward viciously into her doubled
Because Angella had her legs raised so high, her body was
bent in such a way it put her belly in direct line with the
sharp descending heel blades, and she received a pair of deep
long twin gashes right down to her hips. Angella's long legs
dropped, and swung back so far that her heel blades came back
and up, and dug into her own buttocks. Just as Suzette's blade
had stuck into her pelvic bone, so did her own blades. The
difference was that, unlike Suzette, Angella did not have
the leverage to extract the painfully stuck blades, buried
in her own ass meat.
She was now totally vulnerable to and at the mercy of the
vicious heel blades of her dazzling Jewish foe. She was now
completely unable to maneuver, because she could no longer
move her legs. Angella was now completely helpless, and Rachael
in total control. She looked with pleading eyes at Rachael,
who looked down at the blood flowing down across her own gorgeous
legs from the deep gashes Angella had cut in them seconds
ago. Rachael responded to Angella's pleading eyes by raising
her legs high, and then she slowly brought the vicious heel
blade spurs down toward Angella's terrified face.
She carefully cut deep slashes down the sides of Angella's
cheeks. Then, covering Angella's eyes with the sole of her
foot, she sliced off one of her ears. Then raising her shapely
bare feet, pressing them together on either side of the cables,
she brought them down and slit open the Horrified bitch's
bulging eyeballs. Now she went to work on the naked woman's
ravished body. With her legs bent severely back, Angella's
slashed belly was presented to the vengeful sadistic Jewess.
Her big tits were now demolished, and the only thing left
for major damage was her sliced gut bucket. She felt the cold
bloodied steel sinking painfully into her side, and then another
blade went in higher, wedging between her ribs.
The blade below Angella's ribs began slicing across the
top of her belly, and she swung gently as she was being butchered
alive. She was unable to scream because she was going into
shock. She felt what was happening to her, but now even the
pain was meaningless. She felt the loose flap of her belly
flop forward when the slice across her front below her rib
cage was complete, and she could feel the warmth of her viscera
sliding down over her thighs, dropping to the sand floor of
the arena. The roar in her ears was continuous now, and she
was unaware if it was the sound of the crowd or the spinning
feeling she was feeling taking over her brain.
Tony had his arm over Charlotte's shoulder, and he slid
his hand under her gown to grasp her large soft striped breast.
She had adapted to the sexual violence quickly, and was clearly
excited at the carnal devastation of the beautiful bitches
in the arena. She pointed out that the demolished carcass
of Angella was still twitching as they were separated. Charlotte
screamed in delight when the archers came into the arena,
and began their demonstration of remarkable skill, using Rachael
as a target. The show master had determined that the repair
of the bitch would be too costly, and hardly worth while with
the arm missing.
With so many other talented women waiting in the holding
pens, and in the process of being brought into the system
through the aggressive recruiting program, he judged that
her maximum value was in completing the evening's entertainment,
and she did not disappoint him. Rachael screamed and writhed
as her lovely body took more than a hundred well-placed arrows
in strategic places, which skillfully avoiding her vital organs,
before one of the archers moved up to her to be at close range.
He drew a huge cheer from the blood-lusting crowd when he
released an arrow up under her chin with such force that the
arrowhead emerged through the top of her skull, sticking out
nearly six inches.
Tony and Charlotte filed out with the delighted crowd. They
had got all they had expected and more on this outrageous
last evening on the incredible Danish cruise ship. The lounge
was filled with the talented fuck and suck girls, who were
available to fill the needs of the clients, and could be taken
to the private cabins for the night. There were no restrictions
on the use of the girls, who ranged in age from ten to twenty-five,
but there was a fee of five hundred dollars for their lives,
and medical expenses were charged at double rate for treatment
, plus a daily fee of twenty dollars to cover the period for
recovery from damage done to them. Tony selected a delightful
fourteen year old Spanish girl with deep black eyes, small
round breasts, and a mane of long black shining hair than
hung down to her buttocks. He and Charlotte selected a pair
of long fine whips from the rack, and retired for a night
of special fun.
* * * * * * *
Charlotte lay naked on her back, her knees raised and her
gorgeous legs spread, enjoying the curious attention she was
receiving from passers-by. She was reclining on the plush
padded table, which had been placed in the broad passage outside
the main dining hall to allow everyone coming on board the
cruise ship to watch her receiving the special total body
tattoo. Another cruise of the infamous show-vessel was about
to begin, and the newly arriving passengers were being treated
to a brief taste of the delights to follow during the week-long
The artist worked with his deepest piercing needle, to implant
the brown ink with which her permanent tiger stripes were
being applied. The man was a true craftsman, and he made the
broad stripes both deep and bold. He wanted to ensure that
they would never fade, because although he was certain the
vain cunt whose lush satiny hide he was decorating would not
live long, he had ambitions to obtain the carcass once she
was killed, to make for himself a human tigress wall rug,
to compliment the one he had made from the male lion he had
obtained when it had proved too docile to attack women in
the ship's large death pit arena.
Charlotte had painted tiger stripes on her upper body as
a fun decoration for the feature event on the last cruise,
when she was a paying guest. The slick talker Tony had encouraged
her to become an entertainer, and she was delighted with the
opportunity. As a school girl she had been the first in her
class to sprout titties, and throughout her teens her mammary
glands had continued to grow, until by the age of fifteen
they were the larger than her mother's ample boobs.
Her remarkable breasts had continued to grow through her
teenage years. At university, her large firm bosom and matching
body and face earned her the Frosh Queen title at seventeen,
and by the time she graduated at twenty-one, she was well
known by everyone on campus. She was a naturally bright student,
but found it much more exciting to launch affairs with her
professors, and use sex to obtain the first class marks she
was invariably awarded.
She graduated with an honors degree in liberal arts, and
being practical by nature, enrolled in a secretarial school,
and worked nights for an exclusive executive call-girl service.
She quickly found a job as executive secretary to a Senior
Vice President of a major arms division of General Dynamics.
To qualify for the demanding but well paying position, she
had been sent by the company to Sudan for a two month intense
training program on the skills of a concubine. She lived in
a harem, and was given instruction in the oriental mysteries
of love and debauchery.
She was an excellent student, and learned to use sexual
manipulations, contrived bizarre fantasies, tricks and methods
that gave her enormous control over the men she serviced.
This made her a valuable assistant in obtaining lucrative
contracts. When she was not entertaining the penises of visiting
VIP's, she kept in practice in the lavish bed on the company's
executive jet, providing the kind of comfort to her boss that
his wife could not.
When she lost her cool with an intolerant sadistic client,
and with it a billion dollar contract, her boss suggested
she take a vacation, and arranged her flight to Europe, and
an introduction to her guide for the special erotic cruise,
an Italian stud named Tony. Tony had shown her a good time,
and had introduced her to some of the rare obscene acts that
played in underground clubs in Northern Europe.
Some of the acts she saw were more than obscene. Tony carefully
led her through a progression of hard core and sexually violent
shows, allowing her to explore her more primitive and base
instincts and tastes, until one night she was able to openly
masturbate as she watched her first real snuff act.
A beautiful naked woman in her forties was gagged, hooded,
and forced to kneel, knees spread, on a rough work bench.
Her arms were strapped from the elbows to the wrists tightly
with straps nailed to the bench. Her legs were spread and
similarly strapped from the knees to her ankles to the bench's
heavy planks. For more than an hour, the big sobbing bitch
was tortured with long needles thrust into her meat and hot
branding irons searing her flesh, including her breasts, nipples,
cuntlips, feet and back.
For the startling finale, the barrel of a large 45 revolver
was thrust deep into her vagina, and encouraged by the man
holding the gun, the excited crowd counted down from ten.
On "Zero!" the gun was fired, and blood spewed out
around it from both her vagina and her anus as the large slug
ripped up into the woman's naked torso.
Her belly and sides bulged as the bullet flattened and spread,
compressing and tearing her organs and intestines as the monstrous
bullet found its way through her. The big bitch, nailed in
position, slumped, and her executioner cocked the hammer again.
He fired a second round into her cunt. The reaction was
as severe as with the first bullet, and the woman's big tortured
breasts rested on the table. He pulled the gun from her cunt
and moved around in front of her. He removed her hood, to
give everybody a look at the dead woman's look of terror,
with her bulging eyes and bleeding nose.
That had been more than two months ago, and Charlotte still
remembered with fascination the way that beautiful bitch had
looked. She had watched the man return to her elevated rear
end, thrust the gun deep into her anus, and violently discharge
two more bullets into her carcass. It was so exciting that
she had urinated in her panties. That was very embarrassing,
but Tony had acted as if that were the natural thing to do.
After that he had taken her on two cruises on this incredibly
evil ship, where the most daring and outrageous things went
on. She had enjoyed the debasing sexual acts by the beautiful
entertainers, and had reveled in witnessing the violent sexual
abuse entertainments of the female slaves.
She had somehow differentiated in her mind between the entertainers
and the slaves, and recognized the distinction as being that
the slaves were there to offer their lives in the sadistic
games and events. She felt this kind of extreme human sacrifice
was justified, for the enormous kicks it gave to the paying
patrons, and she also thought the glamour of being a naked
sex entertainer was highly attractive.
She had called her boss to get permission to take the second
cruise, on which the beautiful slave woman Rachael had killed
the slave woman Angela, and when the week long voyage was
completed, she had, under Tony's influence, resigned from
General Dynamics, and joined the staff of professional entertainers
on board the ship. The painted tiger stripes had been her
own idea, and Tony had pointed out that they made her distinctive
in this highly competitive entertainment business. He had
suggested the permanent tattoo, explaining that the paint
could wash off or smear during an act and ruin the effect.
He promised her that the special temporary ink would gradually
fade, and be gone entirely within a couple of months.
Charlotte was persuaded, and stipulated that the work be
done in public during the next cruise, to entice people to
come on the following one to see her perform. She also mentioned
that it would be unnecessary to let people know the ink was
formulated to fade away. She thought it would be a nice touch
if they saw her making an irreversible and bizarre spectacle
of herself. They would, she guessed, think she was making
an enormously daring step. In fact, the tattoo artist had
formulated the permanent brown ink to contrast with and compliment
the natural tones of her tanned white flesh. The deep penetration
ensured the ink would stain not only her skin but also the
thin layer of fat that gave her the sleek look she nurtured.
The tiger stripes would accentuate the ripple of her finely
developed muscle structure when she moved, and enhance her
The stripes she was receiving would remain as bold as ever
for as long as she was permitted to live. There was no way
she could possibly know that her assignment to Tony by her
boss had been a purposeful sentence to death. Charlotte was
already dead meat, and had unwittingly become a willing entertainer
sex slave. The stripes were tattooed onto Charlotte's bare
belly, magnificent breasts, gorgeous face and lithe legs in
just over two days, and then she lay on her belly for the
remainder of the application. By the time the cruise ship
pulled into its birth, the ravishing young woman was converted
to a striped cat, and would perform on the next cruise, which
commenced in three days.
* * * * * * *
During the next three days Charlotte slept at the foot of
Tony's bed, chained, as he preferred, by her collar to the
steel wall bracket. She was delighted that he allowed her
to be his personal pet. Although she could not be seen on
deck while the ship was in port, he walked her as his pet
cat, forcing her to crawl along the corridors to be seen by
all of the big cruise ship's staff, controlling her by the
leash attached to her collar. To avoid burning her knees on
the carpet, she raised her ass in the air and moved like a
cat on her hands and feet.
On the second night in port, while he butt fucked her on
his bed, he lay on his back and held her face up. One of the
women on staff came into the room and without saying a word,
gave her the same treatment the late Jennifer and Angela had
received in the same fashion in the past couple of months.
The big cruel bitch pierced the lips of her vagina and clipped
a stout gold ring into her pierced sex meat.
From that time onward, Tony walked her with her leash attached
to her new cunt ring. The gorgeous cat bitch drew admiring
stares as she was walked, which occurred at least a dozen
times a day, and she was recognized by all the staff as the
most beautiful and erotic woman aboard the ship.
Before they sailed, Tony enhanced her appearance by providing
her with a real tiger tail, which was affixed to a long stout
wooden plug which he thrust into her rectum. He further refined
her look by gluing to her nails a set of heavy plastic talons,
which he filed sharp and painted black. He had special contacts
made for her that had a vertical iris, so that when she wore
them, her eyes looked like those of a cat.
To complete her facade, he pierced her upper lip at an angle
in six places, three on either side, and placed a heavy plastic
strip under the lip, which circled in an arc to her molars
on either side. Then he thrust six inch long black plastic
strands from a broom through the holes, and bonded them to
the strip of plastic, giving her permanent and convincing
He further enhanced her alteration by fitting her with a
pair of slip-on plastic cats teeth, that gave her the enlarged
pointed canines of a cat. He had her long strawberry blonde
hair cut short and combed into a pixie cut. The marvelous
bitch with the incredible breasts took on the look of a fabulous
human tiger. Having been introduced to total public and demeaning
nudity during her lengthy tattooing, Charlotte began the first
cruise by being paraded on the open decks among the passengers
as she had been displayed to the crew. Tony wore his best
white suit and shoes with spats when he walked the naked human
She was the hit of the "A" deck, and drew humiliating
cat calls and whistles as she was paraded from deck to deck
for the paying passengers. Guests would sneak a tug at her
tail, and found it to be solidly rooted with the large plug
filling her colon. She squealed when her tail was pulled,
but the artificial appendage held firm in her anus, which
was clearly revealed by the spread of her buttocks as she
walked on her hands and feet. The gorgeous bitch knew enough
to remain raised up on her toes, to enhance the appearance
of her well-developed legs, and her sharp black talons clicked
rhythmically as she crossed tiled flooring at the head of
stairways, or the tiles at the side of the swimming pools.
She gave a spectacular show just by moving at Tony's side.
Several of the men offered Tony handsome bribes just to
let them have her for an hour in their private suites. Tony
respectfully declined, saying he was saving her for her upcoming
stage appearances. He was creating demand for the prime bitch
slave, and it would pay off in attendance at her performances.
* * * * * * *
Passengers got into all the shows free, as long as there
were seats available. However, it was to Tony's advantage
to have standing room only at any shows were his girls appeared.
That would maintain his preferred position as the leading
supplier of live cunt meat to the cruise ship, and support
the high fees he was able to demand. Tony's ladies were always
the best, and he provided three out of four of the prime performers
for the major cruise wrap-up event.
Charlotte's first show appearance was in one of the smaller
theaters on the first evening out of port. A pair of well
muscled women body builders wearing only high heeled shoes
and leather gloves were boxing. They were battering each other
with vicious blows to their large full breasts, and between
rounds, Charlotte climbed into the ring and crawled around
with a large card in her teeth which announced the number
of the next round.
The best part of the fight was when one of the bitches,
a redhead who was taking a beating turned and attempted to
climb out of the ring over a neutral corner. The other cunt,
a brunette, waited until she was about to go over the top,
then landed a flurry of punishing blows to her foe's exposed
cunt. Those flailing fists with the smooth unpadded leather
gloves caused the battered vagina to swell up quickly, then
the fleshy lips split and spurted out a spray of the redhead
The damage was deeper than it appeared, and the hammering
blows by the tight leather-bound fists actually bruised her
uterus. This internal damage became apparent when the battered
cunt began to bleed openly as the merciless sex organ pounding
went on. This was the kind of severe sexual violence the cruise
ship's patrons had come to see, and they were being rewarded
in spades as a stream of hot piss sprayed from the damaged
female sex organ.
The screaming redhead dropped back into the ring, screaming,
and landed hard on her tailbone. She somehow managed to struggle
back to her feet, but the brunette had her lined up, and with
a roundhouse swing she decked her, knocking the cunt out cold
as she broke her jaw, and won the exciting bitch boxing match.
The next bout was a wrestling contest, which featured another
pair of well built young buxom beauties. These girls were
younger than the boxers, in their late teens. Both the blonde
and the redhead wore long high set pony tails, and had their
full breasts enlarged by injections of the ship's secret formula.
The blonde was Dutch and the redhead Hungarian. Neither spoke
the other's language, but the fight was more about body damage
that language, and both understood and showed excellent form
in hurting the other.
Like the boxing, the rounds were five minutes in length.
And like the boxing, there were no other apparent rules. The
pretty nudes went at each other with a vengeance. Both had
been promised severe punishment for losing, and the tactic
produced excellent action. Charlotte sat on her haunches on
the bench beside Tony, anchored by her cunt chain to an eye
bolt on the bench as she watched with interest the lively
teenaged nudes battling each other. She loved violent contests,
and the nakedness of the combatants left nothing to the imagination.
She fingered her erect clit with excitement as she watched
the two athletic bodies struggling, each of the girls attempting
to hurt the other as much as possible.
Without the encumbrance of the leather gloves the boxers
had worn, the girls were able to do much more scratching and
gouging than the female boxers could accomplish. Although
their faces and tits were scraped and bleeding by the end
of the second round, they concentrated their attention on
each other's vagina. The violent action was much more sensual
in the wrestling match, because the athletic young women were
in intimate embrace in their furious struggle, and were often
down on the blood speckled carpet as they twisted, writhed,
and displayed their naked bodies, their prowess, and their
highly erotic destructive abilities as they pinched, punched,
squeezed, gouged and bit each other unmercifully.
The girls maintained a running high pitched commentary in
two languages as they screamed and slandered each other as
they battled. Gorgeous young naked asses were propped in the
air, bare legs flexed and spread, pert vaginas and pouting
rectums gaped open, squashed boobs bulged and ballooned, and
nails and teeth tore at nakedness, providing bright red lines
and streaks to contrast nicely with the light colored female
Charlotte often raised up on her toes as she squatted, feeling
her legs going to sleep. Tony had clipped her cunt chain so
close to the bench that she could not stretch, and could only
lift about six inches, drawing her cunt chain tight. She was
attracting admiring stares from the members of the audience
even as the fight progressed. This arrogant bitch Charlotte
was indeed a remarkable woman.
Her striped body and the interesting additions Tony had
added to complete her "costume" made her feel like
an animal, and aroused her animal instincts. She wanted to
see a kill in the ring, but realized it might be too early
in the cruise for a real killing. Usually it was at least
the third night out before the events were permitted to progress
to that elevated level of sophistication. Tonight she was
going to have to be satisfied with a lavish display of female
pulchritude, flesh damage and sparkling bitch blood.
At the end of the eighth round, the girls were not only
badly battered, but were totally exhausted, and instead of
crawling to their corners, they lay on the mat, one tits up
and the other ass up, their legs akimbo, gasping for air.
When she climbed into the ring to display the number 9, Charlotte
gave in to temptation, got to her feet, and kicked her heels
brutally into the ribs of the downed nudes.
The resulting popping and snapping of bitch ribs brought
fresh screams from the exhausted and bleeding young nudes,
and wild cheers from the excited crowd. The luscious cat bitch
got into the act in a way the crowd had not expected, and
they gave her credit for being more aggressive than they had
before, which was to Tony's advantage. The referee jumped
into ring and dragged the tiger woman out, to the jeers of
the partisan spectators. Tony was delighted with the spirited
cunt's progress. His American friend at General Dynamics had
sent him a real prize.
* * * * * * *
Charlotte's next appearance was for an impromptu event that
was not on the regular program. Tony awakened her at three
o'clock in the morning, and after he got dressed, he placed
her fangs in her mouth and thrust her tail plug up into her
anus. He clipped her leash onto her cunt ring, and unchained
her collar from the wall anchor. As drowsy as she was, the
marvelous cat woman was wise enough to walk up on her toes
and her hands as they moved down the long narrow hallway passage.
At the center of the ship, they took an elevator down four
decks. Charlotte was surprised they were going so low. This
would take them to one of the small theaters below the seating
of the major arena with the exciting death pit. She was glad
he had not forced her to crawl down several flights of stairs.
She found going down very awkward in the position she was
forced to assume, and was always afraid of falling. Besides,
going down stairs in the rear-elevated crawl position made
it impossible to look controlled and desirable, even naked
as she was. That was the only reward she received from the
humiliating treatment she was receiving.
They entered the largest of the small theaters, which seated
about eighty people. Charlotte was startled to see that it
was packed. She knew that even the seasoned lechers that made
up the passengers on this ship had to sleep. She wondered
what kind of entertainment would be arranged at this time
of the morning. Tony walked her down the isle and up onto
the stage. She quickly had everyone's attention. They moved
to the middle of the stage, Charlotte wagging her ass as she
pranced high on her toes, reveling in the exhibition she was
making of herself. Tony positioned her with her raised ass
toward the audience, then gripped her tail near its base,
and pulled on it until her anus spread and the large wooden
plug began to slide out.
He let everybody see the way her stretched rectum grasped
at the shaft spreading it so painfully open, then he pushed
it back in to the point that it filled her colon, and the
round sphincter muscle closed over the narrow shaft that joined
the tail to the enormous plug. Again he pulled the plug until
most of it's eighteen inch length was exposed, then thrust
in into her again, with her relieved rectum popping closed.
He repeated this cycle several times, until it stirred an
erotic response in her. Charlotte's arousal became apparent
when her nipples and clitoris grew erect, then her vagina
lips began to swell outward, and they actually dripped her
vaginal fluid from her growing sexual excitement.
Her face turned beet red as she suddenly realized that her
handler had skillfully triggered an erotic response by stimulating
one of her secret erogenous zones, and that he was purposefully
and publicly masturbating her asshole! This was the most degrading
experience she could imagine, and she was getting hot from
her forced involvement.
She felt more like a toy now than ever, and was startled
that this realization further stimulated her sexual response.
As she digested this unnerving fact, she was forced to confront
the fact that she had found her real calling in life. Everything
she had done since reaching puberty had contributed to her
being here. She was the architect of her own woeful situation,
and this profound understanding of herself was suddenly liberating.
She began to push and suck on the thick plug with her lower
digestive track to assist him in the demonstration of her
utter sexual debasement.
Randy saw that she was ready, and her turned her sideways,
so that the audience could see the cooperative contractions
of her stomach. At just the right moment, as she was pushing,
he jerked the plug out of her, and everyone was startled that
she suddenly shot a great turd across the stage as if it had
been blown from the muzzle of a canon. This was a trick Tony
had learned as a school boy vacationing in Cairo, and he had
never forgotten it.
The impact of Charlotte's involuntary shit-shot on the crowd
in this cruise ship's sex-show theater was as strong as he
had experienced in Cairo. The boys had seen an Arab man perform
this trick with a nude woman, then they had seen the bitch
take a hose up the ass that filled her with water to the point
that she looked pregnant. The bitch had been forced to hold
the water in her guts for nearly half an hour as her large
breasts and cunt were tortured with long steel needles.
When the moment of climax for the act arrived, she was position
so that her ass faced the far wall, and she literally spray
painted it with her high pressure release of muddied water.
This enormously excited the young Italian boys, who were only
twelve years old, but charged for adventure. After the show
the boys had hired an Egyptian street prostitute to try the
stunt on, and had taken her up to their hotel room. They had
used a rolling pin they had stolen from the hotel's kitchen,
and to their amazement, the trick had worked perfectly.
The boys had struggled to get the large rolling pin into
the big bitch, and had whittled one end to make it smaller,
just to get the tool started into the resistant opening, which
they found at first to be more like a closure. When at last
her anus spread sufficiently, they had fully inserted the
enormous butt plug. They had used the woman's stained panties
to gag her, and her nylons to tie the makeshift gag in place.
They had then taken turns kicking the large swaying breasts
of their kneeling captive bitch, causing the bouncing mammaries
enormous distress. After she had shot her first stool across
the room, they tried the trick again, this time aiming her
ass at the open window, which faced a crowded street of venders
and shoppers. This time the turd was softer, and it glanced
off the window ledge, leaving a brown smudge before arching
out into the street two stories below. It landed in a basket
of fish, and it appeared that nobody had noticed.
They loaded the big plug into her again, giggling with glee
at the effectiveness of their new human shit canon. They moved
her closer to the window, in an attempt to improve the distance.
The boys pistoned the heavy rolling pin violently in the naked
Egyptian bitch's anus unmercifully, to build up suction, then
suddenly jerked it out. She machine-gunned out a string of
thin feces that jetted out of her, and flew into the middle
of the street. The stream of tiny turds struck the faces,
beards and robes of a group of Arab holy men. The boys were
ecstatic when they saw the enraged religious men thought the
human offal had been thrown at them by the female fish vendor.
The proof was the fresh turd lying on her fish. To the amazement
of the boys watching from above, they attacked her with their
vicious curved knives. In a brilliant show of skill and violence,
the pretty young bitch's clothing was ripped off her, and
as the crowd of shoppers and venders watched in fascination,
the nude woman was butchered and gutted for her abomination.
Undaunted, the four roguish boys once more jammed the poor
woman's tortured butt with the brutish tool, and they laid
her ass into the window. This time when the plug was jerked
from her, she produced a shotgun blast of wet crap, which
rained down onto the murder scene below. There was such chaos
in the street that nobody saw the origin of the human excrement,
which would have been clearly apparent had anyone looked up.
Unfortunately for the woman but to the delight of the school
boys, the abuse with the rolling pin was much too much even
for her well used anus, and the raw red shit-spewing orifice
had hopelessly ruptured after the fourth repeat of the mean
trick. They once more crammed the large round device inside
her and pushed her out onto the fire escape, as naked as the
day she was born, and then they had closed and locked the
The police had arrived, and the boys checked out of the
hotel quickly to avoid awkward explanations. Tony had for
the first time actively abused a woman, and learned that this
was the most exciting thing in which he had ever taken part.
When they got back to school, he and his friends began to
abduct and sexually abuse girls and women on a regular basis.
For Tony it was clear that he would build his career on creative
bitch abuse. He had discovered the pleasure women could bring
by sacrificing their dignity and much more.
When he finished school he had found his way into the Mafia,
where his talents were appreciated. He found the need he could
best fill was procurement. Tony had developed the remarkable
ability to obtain through seduction some of the most remarkable
women to be seen anywhere. One of the benefits of his excellent
work was to observe the extreme forms of debasement and violent
sexual abuse the acquired young women were given for the entertainment
of patrons. These people with extraordinarily developed tastes
for astounding terminal sexual violence were the enormously
wealthy people who put out obscene amounts of money to see
the profane treatment of these lovely young ladies.
When the group to which he belonged bought a cruise ship,
to practice its degeneracy out of the reach of the laws of
countries, Tony discovered the depth to which man could go
to provide base pleasure. He had reached a new high with the
succession of rare women he had lured into the company's service
with Jennifer, Angela and now Charlotte. These remarkable
cunts were exactly what the Organization required from him,
and he had come across with the best.
A three foot wide riser, five feet high, stood at the side
of the stage, and Tony told Charlotte to climb onto it. When
she was squatting in place, he clipped her leash to the eye
bolt in the center, holding her by her cunt in that erotic
position. Her pierced and ringed vulva was in clear sight,
and her striped breasts bulged beautifully between her arms
as she supported her upper body. Her lean legs looked great
in the tightly folded position, but Tony had realized long
ago that terrific legs looked great in any position.
With Charlotte secured in the best seat in the house, where
she could be observed by everyone in the small theater, Tony
joined the audience. They had come down to the lower level
theater to at this unusual time of night to observe an unusual
event, and the congregation of sadism fans were ready.
A middle aged man in tight leather pants and a mini-vest,
and polished high-cut black boots came onto the stage from
the wings, leading a gorgeous woman by a fine gold chain through
her nose. The piercing of her nose had been done within the
last couple of minutes, and the blood was dripping from the
fresh wound. She was in her underwear, which did nothing to
hide her remarkable figure. Tony had seen her in a bikini
at pool-side and in the audience at a couple of the sex shows.
He had considered seducing the remarkable cunt, but now it
was clear she had already changed her status on board the
She was prime cuntmeat, the kind you would see in the best
casinos of Monte Carlo, and on the pleasure yaughts that plied
the azure waters of the Mediterranean. It was a rare treat
to see a bitch of this class featured in a small exhibition,
but this was a special occasion, and the unscheduled performance
was a bonus, and the unusual was to be expected. Notice had
been given only twenty minutes earlier, and when he was awakened
to be told of the event, Tony had seized the opportunity to
display his pet tiger. Now, having provided the preliminary
entertainment, Charlotte was just a backdrop to the main event.
"Good evening, or should I say good morning, ladies
and gentlemen," the man said. "I would like to introduce
my lovely daughter, Samantha." There was an audible gasp
from the audience. "She graduated from university last
month with a Master of Psychology degree, and my gift to her
was to take her on this cruise, to let her see some real human
behavior." The audience laughed. "But the lovely
bitch, who has accepted hundreds of thousands of my hard earned
money so that she could have the best education, wear the
best clothes, live in the best apartments, and drive the fastest
cars, this blood of my blood, refused to comfort her father
by sharing my bed tonight." He stuck his finger into
the fold of her breasts and hooked the uplifting bra. "Samantha
refused to suckle her own kin with the milk of her breasts,
or comfort me with the pillows of these fabulous tits."
He jerked the bra with such force that the material squeezed
her big boobs impossibly, then burst, freeing them to bounce
from the abuse. The full naked mammaries were as exciting
when bare as when they were contained, elevated, and squeezed
by the bra.
"My beautiful young daughter refused me the pleasure
of the inner warmth of her vagina." He pulled the hem
of her panties down far enough to reveal a patch of blonde
pubic hair. "She would not climb onto my erection, and
then wriggle and bounce as a human cock holster, to draw out
my jetting spunk into her. The ungrateful little slut said
it was evil to take my seed into her womb" He pulled
the band of her panties lower, revealing the fold of flesh
that covered her clit.
Samantha had shaved and trimmed her pubic hair to allow
the daring bikini panties that were so popular on the Riviera.
This trimming also made her naked pubic mound a perfect frame
for her tender-lipped vagina. She was an incredible specimen.
In the small theater, everyone had an excellent view, not
only of the young woman's remarkable form pbut also of her
intimate sex organs.
Her father stretched the panties outward and down pand the
waist band dug a deep trench across her full firm buttocks.
Then with a violent jerk phe ripped them off her. Now she
wore only her heels phose pgarter belt and earrings. Her tight
stomach and lean well muscled limbs showed that worked out
regularly to keep her body as desirable as possible.
The strategy worked well. Samantha was an incredibly alluring
creature pthe kind of fox that any of her father's guests
pno matter what their stature pwould like to get alone in
bed. And now she had raised the ire of her father pand was
going to pay an immeasurable price. Jerking on her nose chain
pher father moved her around the stage pforcing her to strut
naked in her heels and hose for the ogling audience. They
clearly liked what they saw. He took a stiff braided riding
crop and slashed it across his daughter's beautiful boobs
pthen brought it up under the firm mammaries pcausing them
to bounce as they had done when he had torn off her bra. She
provided the audience with clear shrill screams that raised
the hackles on their necks. Samantha was really hurting.
Her lovely cunt was his next target. He used the woman-whip
on the inside of her lovely knees pforcing her to part her
legs. The whip found her delicate pussy lips pand flattened
the delightful pouting sex organ ppainfully battering the
young woman's intimate sex meat for the pleasure of the spectators.
Samantha screamed at the top of her lungs pwith a burst of
fresh energy with each lash of the brutal stiff whip. Her
father put new energy into each bitch-birching blow, flagellating
the tortured sex lips with such brutal force that they were
soon bleeding. The sight of the vaginal blood got her father
excited, and he increased his rapid stinging blows to the
defenseless female organ. She alternately raised her legs
as the whip struck her fuck muscle with repeated bruising
blows. She was receiving no mercy from her irate father. Samantha
was hyperventilating pand she gasped for breath between her
sharp shrill staccato screams.
At last her father put down the brutal woman-whip. Two naked
young men ptheir muscular bodies lightly oiled and gleaming
pand their large erections displaying their circumcised penises
pcame onto the stage. They grasped the girl and lifted her
into the air pone on either side of her. The father opened
his fly to display his large penis pand then he lay down on
his back on the floor. The boys held Samantha's legs apart
and raised pand slowly lowered her paligning her bare crotch
with her father's rigid shaft. As she came into contact with
the flared head of the large male organ pits head pressed
against her anus. She screamed, and the naked young men holding
her let her entire weight come onto her tightly puckered rectum
against her father's rigid fuck rod.
Her father raised his hips pand quickly he was deep inside
her. Her colon desperately gripped the length of his stout
shaft pand her starfish anus squeezed its base in an involuntary
milking action as she screamed a long squealing wail of total
despair. The gorgeous young woman of such fine breeding was
so distraught that she released an arc of her steaming golden
urine across the stage pspurting her spray of piss toward
the audience. The boys lifted Samantha pnearly raising her
off the heavy invading penis pthen dropped her to once more
grip its entire length with her abused fundament. They repeated
this stimulating action psetting up a pumping motion passisting
in the incestuous public butt-fucking the naked daughter was
enduring. The audience applauded the obscene action as the
naked boys finally lifted the man's gorgeous daughter clear
of his runting penis. Her anus made an audible "pop"
as it closed pand then she involuntarily farted.
Charlotte was surprised that the girl's digestive track
pbeing explored in this public exhibition of debasement phad
not been prepared. The sign was clear: her father's penis
was coated with lumps of her thick dark offal. This beautiful
jet-setter was not used to being made the brunt of rude and
debasing jokes pand providing this sign of her unclean track
as she was sodomized by her father was the ultimate humiliation
pwhich was the point of the exercise. The men turned her around
so that she had her back to the audience pand once more lowered
the screaming and struggling girl pthis time bringing her
battered vagina down onto the shit-smeared penis. "Suck
your shit off my dick with your cunt pbitch!" her father
said to her. As she came down onto him phis huge organ filled
her womb. She was being filthied inside with her own smut.
The audience loved it.
Once his penis was fully implanted in his daughter's reluctant
cunt phe grasped her to hold her in place pand the boys released
their hold. The man pulled his daughter forward so that her
stuffed crotch was fully exposed to the audience pand her
large firm mammaries were pressed against his chest to the
point that they bulged obscenely. Then he began a heavy runting
action pdriving his big dong repeatedly hard into her womb
pforcing its head against her uterus with such force that
the young bitch began to orgasm. She was disgusted at the
humiliation pbut Charlotte and the audience knew well that
a woman would be unable to resist coming into heat when she
was treated with abusive sexual violence. The beautiful Samantha
was no exception. She was moaning in ecstasy as she rode her
father's rapidly runting shaft. She was being treated as raw
fuck meat pand she performed the role well.
As the enticing daughter-fuck was progressing pthe two nude
muscular boys returned pnow carrying an eight foot long and
three inch thick steel pole. One end was flared like the bell
of a trumpet pto a diameter of three feet. The other end of
the shaft was tapered to a rounded point. They carried the
long heavy pole in a horizontal position pand lined it up
with Samantha's pretty puckered rectum. With her back turned,
and being locked in the powerful embrace of her father, she
was too busy with her futile struggle against the incestuous
fucking to see the boys approach, and could not see the positioning
of the enormous shaft. Samantha felt the cold steel probing
her private netherlands, and was aware of the solid pressing
nudge of the rounded tip, but she was totally unprepared for
the sudden lunge that spread her anus impossibly wide as the
steel found entry into her.
Charlotte felt that familiar knot deep in her gut as she
realized she was witness to what was going to be a real snuff
of the gorgeous girl. Her nipples were firmly erect with arousal,
and she could feel her vagina flare out, and begin to drip
with her growing sexual excitement. This was death time for
the lovely bitch, by total anal impalement, as she was being
fucked by her father. Incredible! The strapping naked boys,
their bulging muscles rippling under their gleaming oiled
skin, grasped the broad bell base of the long steel pole,
and pushed on it with firm and even pressure to improve its
purchase inside the lovely recipient.
Their cruel efforts were met by resistance as the screaming
girl tried to move forward with it. Her father's grip on her
was overpowering, with his hands gripping her shoulders and
his raging penis solidly planted in her vagina, humping into
her for all he was worth. Which was considerable, and not
only in the monetary sense. Her father sported a prodigious
phallus, supported by an impressive set of swinging balls,
with the scrotum neatly shaved or plucked. The imposing organ
was nearly ten inches long, and two and a half inched thick.
The glans stood out like the head of an anchor, fully circumcised,
and the opening on the end was large enough to host a ball
point pen. The man, in his late forties, was an substantial
At last the thrusting was too much for her, and it made
its way deeper into her, so that it was threatening the integrity
of her stuffed colon. She tried to arch her back, and as she
did so the merciless boys pushed hard, and the rounded point
on the shaft split her intestineand entered the pack of her
guts. The boys were not nearly through. They stood back and
watched as the father responded to the new pressure inside
his daughter and her erotic pain-driven response. As she writhed,
he pumped franticallyuntil in moments he reached an impressive
orgasmand ejaculated his seed into his own issue.
When at last his heaving balls were emptiedhe jerked his
penis out of her. He moved around in front of the pretty young
bitchand surprised everyone by spurting a reserve of his spunk
all over her unhappy face. The gooey male spunk dripped slowly
down her face and dangled from her nose and chin. She was
totally humiliated in front of his friendsas he had intended
for her. He got to his feetand she raised up onto her hands
and knees. She tried to pull herself off the polebut it was
much too thick and deeply implanted in her colon to slide
out of her. Her father then did the unimaginable. As she looked
up at him with pleading eyeshe pointed his long dong at her
and began to urinatepissing on her face and hairthen directing
his spray down the length of her naked back. The warm liquid
splashed over her ribsand formed a puddle in the hollow of
She opened her mouth to screamand he directed his stream
of piss into her beautiful open mouth. She had so easily fallen
into his trapand now was suffering the horrendous consequences.
Samantha had so easily fallen into her father's nefarious
trapand now was suffering the horrendous consequences. The
muscular boys now lifted the eight foot shaftthe gorgeous
young Samantha perched on its pointed end, and stood it on
its broad bell-shaped base. Now her own weight was her worst
enemy. She stoodsuspended on the long steel pole that was
firmly implanted in her rectumand was unable to move off it.
She tried to grip the shaft with her feetbut the steel was
too smooth for her to graspand her lovely legs worked in vain
as the audience cheered her on.
The marvelous young jet-setter with the incredible figure
was now certain to die by total impalementfor the entertainment
of the sadistic and merciless audience. As they watched, Samantha
panicked and she grabbed at the shaft in her anus with her
hands. This proved to be uselessbut highly entertaining. She
began to sink on the unforgiving steeland it steadily worked
its way up into her as she slid slowly but steadily downward.
She writhed and twisted beautifully in her uncontrolled horror
as the shaft drove up through herand threw her head back for
a final electrifying scream as the rounded point of the shaft
found its way up through her throat and burst out through
her mouth. The beautiful girlher eyes bulgedcontinued to sink
until the flare at the base was too much for her spread buttocksand
she at last came to a stopwith more than four feet of the
shaft rising out of her wide-stretched mouth. Her father had
got his revenge. The pretty and impetuous young Samantha would
end her voyage in the cruise ship's incredible grinderand
would be reduced to fish food.
* * * * * * *
Charlotte was not sure what time of day it was. She had
been kept below decks for more than three days and was completely
time disoriented. Day and night rolled into one as she had
been taken from event to event with what seemed to be as little
as one hour sleep in between. She had been in a state of high
sexual arousal most of the time, as she had been a part of
sex event after debasing act after gross debauchery feat.
She had watched a pair of mature women being forced to have
sex with a pair of runting donkeys, whose mammoth organs were
hopelessly too large for the big bitches' pulsing vaginas.
The two cunts had succumbed to the gross bestial degeneracy,but
not before giving the spectators an incredible show with their
hopeless naked struggle. The beasts ripped right through the
women's organs, spilling their viscera as their bellies were
split wide open by the runting bestial dongs for the entertianment
of the audience.
She had seen lithe young athletic nudes battle each other
using two by fours, each with a large spike sticking through
it near the end. The results were devastating, and produced
a remarkable and incredibly violent entertainment for the
paying customers. The teenaged girls had gone at each other
with a vengeance, battering their young enemy's nakednessdeeply
puncturing the flesh and crunching bones. The ferocious young
victor had actually ripped her opponent open, eviscerating
the lovely broken naked female body.
Charlotte had been on stage and witnessed little girls who
had undergone extreme sexual abuse, for the uncompromising
entertainment of the remorseless audiences. A pair of little
darlings, no more than nine years old, had been beaten and
then violently raped by a couple of boys in their mid teens.
The boys' sex organs were over-sized, having been enlarged
with injections of the ship's own special drug, which gave
a spectacular result to both male and female organs.
The boys were as devastating to the little girls as the
donkeys had been on the women. The pretty children's pert
virgin vaginas were stretched to the bursting pointand then
ruptured, splitting open with the ferocity of the brutal sexual
"Take no prisoners," an elderly man cried from
the audience. The cruel spectators would not be satisfied
until the little rape victims were killed by their attackers.
They got their wish. The boys pulled out of the little girls,
and each grabbed a wrist and an ankle of one of the petite
darlings. They pulled back, stretching her arms and legs wide
as they struggled. She was too small to endure the violence,
and one at a time her arms and legs were dislocated from their
She was dropped, and the other girl was given the same treatment.
However, this time the boys jerked apart repeatedly, and continued
the merciless abuse after the slender limbs were dislocated.
The child's pretty ruptured vagina was pointed toward the
audience, and the sadistic revelers had a perfect view as
the alluring little female sex organ was further damaged as
it actually split wide, ripping through to form a single opening
with the girl's anus. As the patrons cheered, she was pulled
wide open, and her pretty pink entrails dropped to the floor.
Charlotte had been an integral part of a pageant in which
two pair of large athletic teenagers competed in the most
bizarre race imaginable. One team was statuesque blonde Nordics,
while the other was black haired and olive skinned Iranians.
Each of them had a large iron stirrup pierced deeply into
the generous meat of her pubic mound. When they kneeled side
by side, their legs spread, these metal hoops with the flat
broad bottom section were fully exposed, as was their cunt
meat. Their drivers would stand in these stirrups, so that
each tortured vagina bore half the weight of a naked male
A long course leather thong was used to bind the nearest
breast of each girl to that of her team-mate, to keep them
in line. They were otherwise unfettered. The event was staged
on the ship's large upper deck, with the wide promenade which
encircled the ship serving as the race track. The rules were
simple. The race was a "Run 'Til You Drop" kind
of ordeal, with all the spectators gambling on which team
could outlast the other. Betting was heavy, with hundreds
of thousands of dollars at stake. The title of the race was
somewhat misleading, because the race was not completed when
a runner fell, but when one of the fallen team members could
no longer get back onto her hands and knees to continue.
Exhaustion of the participants was only one factor for endurance.
There were two others. The first was the vicious woman-whips
the jockeys carried, special woman-whips designed to bruise
and slice the naked female flesh. The other factor was the
tiger girl Charlotte. Her role was to put sufficient fear
into the lovely athletic bitches to keep them crawling around
the decks and struggling to endure. This was a role for which
Charlotte was well suited, the kind of assignment she had
long been waiting for, and one she was well prepared to play
to the hilt.
Tony had taken hours each night teaching Charlotte to screech
like a cat. Her sounds were unnervingdeso he conducted her
training sessions down in the ship's workshop. It had been
painful for her at firstdebut she had endured the scraping
feeling in her throatdeand had learned to produce a harsh
scream that became more and more cat-like as she progressed.
Tony had rewarded her improvement by reducing the pressure
on the vicious clitoris clamp he had used to encourage her
screams. When she got the throaty sounds the way he wanted
themdehe further rewarded her by reducing the current and
frequency of the cruel electrical jolts to her nipples through
the vicious steel clamps he had attached to her sex meat for
her training sessions. Charlotte was a good student of debauchery,
and she soon became very attached to her powerful owner and
handler. Tony had a knack for handling and motivating sumptuous
bitchesdeand she responded perfectly to his kindness in choosing
for her such appropriate rewardsdeand his wickedness in selecting
Tony had prepared this stunning bitch very carefully. She
had been exposed to progressively violent sexual sports and
torture events until she was comfortable with the sadistic
entertainment bitch killings which were the hit of these licentious
sex-show cruises. The magnificent cat-girl Charlotte was now
completely submissive to Tony's willdeand she was perfectly
compliant to his total authority and masculine power.
Tony had finally brought the gorgeous submissive to the
point where she would now willingly kill for him. She suspected
that this was exactly what he would ask of her before the
cruise was over. For now her role was just to damage the lovely
female meat being so sadistically treated for the entertainment
of the cruise ship's blood-lusting passengersdewho now lined
the ship's upper deck to get a good view of the bitch race.
The audience was startled at the incredible piercing of
the young pubic mounds of the four athletic girlsdeand the
incredible strain on the brutally pierced sex organs as their
jockeys stood in the piercing ringsdepulling the fuck meat
severely as the four tortured twats bore the weight of the
two burly young men. The girls' screams told the story of
their pain. The bizarre teams of naked girls were moved slowly
around the promenade deck by their jockeys to give the crowd
of aroused spectators a view of their sensuous pulchritude.
Leading the parade was the striped cat-girldethe delicate
lips of her fully exposed vagina glistening sumptuously with
the moisture of her carnal arousal as she moved proudly on
all fours like a real cat. She was spectacular. Only the lashing
of the woman-whips on the naked flesh of the teen-aged nudes
drew attention from her.
Charlotte had the time of her life. As the two teams of
naked athletic teenaged girls crawled forwarddecarrying the
full weight of their jockeys on the rings through their cuntsdeshe
ran past them on all foursdeand as she passed she slashed
at their bare buttocks and ribs with her sharp claws. The
girls were forced to move up onto their hands and toes. This
new elevated position raised the men they carried highdeand
exposed their beautifully poutingdemeticulously trimmeddeand
ruthlessly pierced vaginas. Raising up like that also spread
their buttocksdefully revealing to the crowd of cheering spectators
their lovely pink starfish anus rings.
These gorgeous young teens were prime bitch-meat. They screamed
shrilly like real professional sex show girls as their riders'
woman-whips slammed mercilessly against their nakednessdeand
they shrieked hysterically as Charlotte attacked them with
her vicious steel cat claws. After a strikedethe incredible
Charlotte pranced away, her steel finger and toe nails clicking
on the hardwood deckdeher beautiful head held highdeher large
breasts swinging beneath herdeand her tail elevated and wagging
proudly with he motion.
The spectators applauded and cheered the striped nude for
her enthusiasm in punishing the teams of brutalized teens.
She would hide in an alcovedethen as the girls passed would
spring out at themdescreeching like a cat as she lashed at
the girls' tanned and whip-welted flesh. She carried away
bits of their skin on her clawsdeand left behind long bleeding
scratches. When the girls were at full stride and the two
teams were in hot competition, Charlotte held backdeletting
the men riding the girls encourage their bizarre mounts on
with the merciless lash of their brutal woman-whips.
The race was hotdefuriousdeand violent. The ruthless whipping
of the battered naked flesh of the racing teams was unceasingdeand
the compassionless riders flailed the delightfully straining
meat of the defenseless nudesdeforcing them to run full out.
Their running brought no relief. The bitch-whips found every
private and delicate part of the naked athletes. Their boobsdebelliesdebacksdebuttocksdevulvas
and faces were treated equally. Nor were their lean legs and
Flecks of blood spattered the slick decksdemaking the footing
hazardous for the four lovely young participants. The teams
of tit-bound bitches ran on all fours past the large crowd
of cheering spectatorsdebringing shouts of derision and insults
to their fully displayed and severely abused femininity. They
made an admirable spectacle. These lovely young ladies were
amazing competitorsdeconsidering the severity of the brutal
and merciless beating they were enduring under the flailing
woman-whipsdeas they carried the weight of their assailant
jockeys on their deeply pierced cunts. The deck wasdein most
of its lengthdewide enough to accommodate the four bitches
running side by side. It was even wider at the bow and sterndeproviding
ample space for maneuveringdeso that passing was not only
possibledebut occurred several times during the action packed
violent and desperate cunt race.
During a pass attempt, each jockey would lash out viciously
and with purpose at the naked mounts of his opponent, delivering
savage and damaging blows to the voluptuous struggling and
staggering athletes. The game girls gave their best, and the
amazing race continued at a frantic pace for nearly twenty
minutes. The marvelous young bitches were gasping and straining
to maintain their balance as exhaustion began to effect their
performance. It was then that Tony gave Charlotte her instructions.
She hid behind a large lifeboat, at a point where most of
the audience could see the arena of action. When the two teams
of naked bitches approached her position they were running
side by side. Suddenly the naked cat-woman sprung out in front
of them, and startled the racing girls so much that they came
to a halt, and reared up.
The nude cat with her tattooed stripes lashed out with her
sharp talons at their exposed breasts and bellies. The cooperative
jockeys' penises bounced at full rigid attention as they used
their reins to hold their mounts in the erect and exposed
posture. The results of the violent and merciless attack were
truly devastating. The thick and short curved steel blades
sliced deep parallel gashes across the offered bellies and
bulging breasts of the lovely competitive teens. Charlotte
loved the feeling of her extended claws ripping through the
tight flesh of the naked athletes as she swung relentlessly
at the tit and face-bound screaming females. This was living!
The monstrously abused teens collapsed under the assault,
and their jockeys jumped out of the cunt-stirrups as the bitch
teams fell onto their backs. Charlotte jumped onto the girls'
bellies, waving her arms in victory. Her weight caused the
battered and pierced cunts to bulge beautifully. On a sudden
impulse, she dropped to her belly on top of one of the girls,
and sunk her fangs into the screaming teenager's puffed out
The girl was hysterical, and her frantic movement helped
Charlotte as she lifted her headI'and with her jaws tightly
clamped in the girl's pierced pubic moundshe ripped open the
delicate female sex organ. Everyone had gathered around them,
and formed a ring to view the scene of carnal violence. Charlotte
stood againthis time with the girl's blood dripping from her
chin onto her large tattooed breasts as she received the applause
and cheers of the audience. This marvelous cat-woman had reached
the depths of degradation necessary to meet their extreme
expectations. The vain bitch was ripe for the severe abuse
she would face in the ship's infamous death-pit arena.
This very evening she would get the thrill of her lifeand
give the passengers a show that they would long remember.
The thrill for her would be of stark terror and horrornot
a thrill of pleasure. As an entertainer on this highly specialized
cruise shipshe was valued as a piece of attractive propertyand
her value would be measured by her ability to give the passengers
the thrills they had paid forby watching her suffering sexual
degradation and humiliationthen severe painand finally a meaningless
Tony would be paid a high fee for providing the ship's operators
with such a marvelous bitch. The cat-woman Charlotte was destined
to live only hoursbecause the biggest sex show of this cruise
was scheduled to take place this evening. It was clear to
everyone Charlotte's preparation was completeas she stood
there with the cunt flesh of the fallen teen clenched in her
teethand with fresh blood dripping down her tattooed front.
The big show of the cruise was always spectacular. It featured
erotic costumes to rival the best of Las Vegas showsalthough
they were designed to feature rather than cover the sex organs.
The theme for this exhibition was "Circus"and the
show was lavishly staged. Gorgeous buxom women and pretty
little girls were decorated in bursts of plumage and sequined
fabric that accentuated their nakedness. Bright red paint
enhanced the visibility of their pouting lipserect nipples
and exposed vaginas. Several of the large breasted women and
teens had their boob firmly bound at the base to cause the
amazing mammaries to bulge obscenely.
The theme of the show this time was "Circus"and
the ship's large death-pit arena was decorated in the style
of a big top. The ringmaster was dressed in tails with a top-hatand
his erection stood out proudly from his open fly. He was well
armedwith a large hunting knife in a scabbard attached to
his belt on his lefta 45 revolver in a holster on his righta
sharp short bladed gutting knife in his bootand a curved bladed
machete in his belt. He also carried a vicious whipwhich he
snapped with compelling command. He was in chargeand was not
to be disobeyed by any flighty young bitch.
A pair of clowns sporting large dildos violently raped a
pair of voluptuous women. Their weapons were much too large
for the delicate cunts of the ladiesand their attack was both
amusing to the audience and damaging to their beautiful victims.
The advantage of a live show over viewing a film or video
taped version of this kind of brutality was that the ladies
were present in flesh and blood. These beautiful bitches were
now beginning to show bothabundantly. The brutal shafts pounding
inside them tore at their vaginal walls and the pad of their
uterus. Blood slicked the pumping dildosshowing the audience
the extent of their severe sexual abuse.
When the clowns climaxedthey pulled their artificial organs
out of the real but damaged organs of their victims. The women
screamed and rolled on the sand floor of the arena in agony
and humiliationbut their ordeal was not yet over. A second
pair of clowns appearedwearing much larger dildosand these
were decorated with three inch long spikes. Now the vicious
rape was going to get dirty. The merciless men raised the
buttocks of the gorgeous womenand without preparationbegan
thrusting their horrific weapons into the ladies. The spikes
ripped their way through the tortured pussy lips as the thick
shafts drove into the pain-racked cunts. The women screamed
and the audience cheered at the brutal sexual violence being
performed on the floor of the arena.
When the horrific dildos were at last pulled out of the
lovely female victimsthe true effect of the monstrous fucking
was revealed: on the spikes were hooked the ladies' bright
colored intestines. By removing the monstrous dildosthe clowns
were actually eviscerating the lovely women.
There was yet more to the incredible ordeal. The women writhing
in agony in the sand were flipped over onto their hands and
kneesand their hips were raised. Using their powerful hands
to spread the feminine buttocksthe pair of compassionless
clowns began to thrust their enormous weapons against the
ladies tight and puckered rectums. The audience was startled
at the early success as the strained anus rings were quickly
ruptured by the force of the attackand the women took the
huge shafts up into their colons. This was the kind of action
the audience thirsted forand had paid so much to witness.
The two clowns drove their lethal weapons in a brutal pumping
action into the screaming and shrieking ladies with violent
sadistic passion. It was clear to the audience that the spikes
were ripping the women's colons to shredsand after several
heroic moments of the monstrous ass fuckingthe pair of women
were literally fucked to death. The next act featured a pair
of teenaged nudes who rode out into the ring standing on the
back of a large prancing pony. The well-trained animal moved
with a steady rhythm in a constant circle. The ringmaster
stood in the middle of the ring, and the girls were within
easy reach of his whip.
The girls were very good at the apparently difficult balancing
act, as they had practiced the feat all week, but had not
performed naked, nor with an audience, and had certainly not
had to contend with the sting of the lash from that vicious
whip. It was enormously entertaining to watch the erotic dance
of distress as the girls desperately attempted to stay aboard
the horses under the outrageous stinging assault of the long
snaking woman-whip. At first the whistling whip caught their
youthful round buttocks, and their bulging titties. To avoid
the lash they demonstrated a trick they had learned. They
were both able to drop onto their backs across the back of
the pony, their legs spread for balance, and then to bound
back up onto their feet, aided by the bouncing of the horse.
The girls had learned their act well, and except for the narrowness
of their ability, they might be mistaken for professional
The ringmaster demonstrated his own skill. After a period,
he shifted his attentions to the girls brightly painted cunt
lips, bringing the flailing tip of his weapon up between their
legs with remarkable effect. When a girl tried to drop on
her back, the whip was there to meet her. The remarkable skill
of the ringmaster brought cheers and applause as he repeatedly
battered the delicate sex meat of the naked girls, bringing
shrill piercing screams of acknowledgement as he stung their
curled painted cunt-lips and erect clits. At last one of the
girls fell, and she broke her leg as she hit the ground. As
she lay writhing in pain and agony on her back, the horse
adjusted its course, and intentionally trampled her. With
each rotation, the horse ran over her, doing incredible damage
to her naked form. It crushed one of her arms, burst open
one of her breasts, and cracked several of her ribs in the
first two passes.
A hoof slashed and gashed her cunt, causing her to bleed
profusely from her ruined crotch. Then the trained animal
hit her belly on three consecutive passes, ripping it wide
open. She somehow lasted several circuits of the incredible
prancing, until at last one of the hooves came down on her
mouth, and drove her chin right back through the back of her
neck, severing her spinal cord.
The other girl was not so lucky. She somehow remained aboard
the horse during this inhuman action, and once her friend
was clearly dead, the attention of the ringmaster and the
audience was returned to her. Seeing the horrible fate of
her fallen companion, the nude teen still aboard the galloping
horse involuntarily let loose from her anus a string of thick
turds, blowing them from her colon as if they had been shot
from a canon.
The battery of firm turds fell to the pit floor and rolled,
coating themselves in a blanket of grains of sand like sausages,
to the delight of the audience. Because of the blood and gore
spilt in the death-pit arena each week, the sand was treated
with a powerful deodorant, and in seconds there was no hint
of the nastiness she had produced.
The ships passengers favored the spirited girls in their
mid teens, and were getting a marvelous performance from this
terrified young woman. The whip renewed its brutal assault
on her delicate vagina, and with each painful blow the audience
could see the muscles of her stomach tighten in a snapping
action that matched the sharp slap of the merciless woman-whip.
When she fell onto her belly across the back of the horse,
he brought the whip down into the crack between her buttocks,
and snapped it at just the right instant. The tip slammed
into her anus with such force that it split the tight impudent
muscle of her puckered anus, rupturing the shit-control device.
The girl flipped onto her back, trying desperately to remain
aboard the unstable platform of the horse's back, terrified
that she might share her friend's abhorrent fate. The ringmaster
was now dealing the blows from the woman-whip with much more
authority and power. He split her bobbing breasts, and actually
ripped off a pert nipple.
The screaming young nude finally fell from her mount, and
the clowns quickly grabbed her before the horse got its hooves
into her. They caught the excited animal, and with one of
them on each of her limbs, moved her under the belly of the
animal so that her abused cunt was in contact with the head
of the beast's erection. She threw back her head and screamed
in horror as the cruel clowns jerked her onto the rigid shaft,
matching the runting action of the aroused stallion. When
the animal's penis was securely holstered in the human sheath,
the girl's cunt was fully stuffed, although less than a third
of the enormous penis had gained entry. The clowns holding
her arms now released them, and joined the others, so that
there were two men on each of her legs.
They pulled steadily as the stallion thrust its hips, and
gradually the beast increased its penetration of the helpless
young bitch. Not only had it stuffed her womb, but now it
was hammering her uterus with such force that the internal
sex organ was ripped free, and the long animal dong reached
through her intestines to press against and bruise her kidneys.
She was getting an incredibly painful deep gut fucking, and
the audience loved it.
The tapered shaft of the stallion stretched the flesh of
her cunt so severely that the bottom of the female sex organ
finally split, making her vagina and ruptured anus into a
single opening. In fact, the heinous bestial fucking was just
beginning. The men holding her legs jerked her further onto
the invading shaft, and it pounded against the bottom of her
stomach, causing her to cough up the contents, spitting the
liquid mess between the horse's front hooves. As with the
offal, her vomit was quickly absorbed in the sand, and covered
with the scuffling of the horse and the men as they advanced
the deep gut-fuck of the helpless teenager. This was a preliminary
act, and was not to be dragged out for the benefit of the
The efforts of the clowns, accompanied by the impressive
power of the large horse, soon produced results. The bitch's
pelvis snapped, and in moments her crotch began to rip, as
the enormous horse cock split her tummy, ripping up toward
her navel. The effect was fantastic for the audience, who
saw the girl banging her head on the ground in agony as the
horse reached orgasm, pounding the cum-spurting head of its
penis against her rapidly beating heart, smashing the beautiful
teenager's vital organ as she died a dreadful yet spectacular
death, to the elated cheers of the ecstatic audience.
The final warm-up act preceding the main event featured
a buxom woman and a small and lean girl, who's slender figure
echoed the shape of the full grown woman, with the exception
of chest development. The girl was no more than eight years
old, and she wore the same kind of well fitting high heeled
shoes as the adult woman. She had obviously had substantial
training in the high heeled shoes, because she moved in them
as well as her counterpart. They both also wore extravagant
costumes that hid none of their intimate charms, but which
in fact accentuated their most private parts. The blatantly
obscene sexuality of the pair was exciting for the perverted
The woman's large nipples had been pierced at the base,
and she wore large iron rings through them. The child's ears
had been pierced at the top rather than through the lobes,
and after parading around the ring to be inspected by the
appreciative audience, the child was held in front of the
woman, with her back to her. The iron rings dangling from
the points of the woman's breasts were attached to her ears,
then were permanently clamped in place. The two were now a
The woman's arms were pulled severely behind her back, forcing
her shoulders forward and her breasts to bulge. A tight leather
sleeve glove was fitted over her arms, and it was laced up
to hold her arms in their drastically restricted position.
The woman's hair was woven into a long braid. A strip of barbed
wire was tied securely to the end of the braid, and her head
was pulled back.
One of the clowns lifted the little girl and held her off
the ground, restricted by the attachment of her ears to the
woman's nipples. The barbed wire was taken down between the
woman's legs, and was drawn through between the child's legs
as well. The wire was wrapped around the child's waist, and
fastened to itself in front of her. The clown holding the
girl released her, and she sat on the wire, pulling the woman's
head back to the extreme with her weight, and her legs would
not reach the floor.
The wire cut into the child's waist, her little pussy and
her crotch, as well as digging deeply into the woman's cunt.
Sharp barbs dug into the flesh of both of the naked females,
bringing forth sharp piercing screams from both of them. The
pair were sensational. At the same time, her ears and the
woman's nipples took half the strain of the child's weight,
which was nearly eighty pounds.
The sight of the wire disappearing between the tender lips
of the little girl's cuntlet was enhanced by view of the sharp
barbs piercing her delicate flesh, bringing out droplets of
brightly glistening red blood. The woman looked as if her
neck would snap as her head was pulled back so severely that
her face looked backward. At the same time, her big breasts
were stretched radically by the girl's weight.
This was only the beginning of the weird event. One of the
clowns gave the little girl a mace, one of the most barbaric
weapons of medieval times. The evil weapon consisted of a
stout handle, an eighteen inch length of chain, connected
to a ten pound iron ball, which bristled with sharp inch-long
spikes. Although the girl had her back to the woman to whom
she was attached, the woman was totally defenseless, and at
the mercy of the child.
This was the most bizarre struggle imaginable. The large
woman's legs were free, and a remarkable sight in those spike
heeled shoes as she struggled to keep her balance under the
blows of the damaging mace. She had no way to strike back
at the child, but she was a game bitch, and she was as active
as her highly restrictive binding allowed. It was not enough.
The girl was driven by the intense pain in her naked groin
and her ears swing the mace ferociously, bashing the damaging
spiked steel ball into the meat of the large woman to whom
she was bound.
The mace was incredibly effective, even in the hands of
a child. The little girl swung it wildly, unable to turn her
head, which was ringed by the ears to the woman's nipples.
She bashed it horizontally, striking the woman's back on either
side, driving the spikes into the meat and cracking ribs.
She swung it between her legs, bringing the ball up between
the woman's legs to sink it into the mature vagina. Blood
dripped from ripped cunt lips, fat pubes and slashed buttocks.
The girl had to be careful not to hit herself with the vicious
spiked ball. It was small enough at ten pounds that she could
manage it, and yet heavy enough to do severe damage as it
was swung in an arc with the leverage of the eighteen inch
The brutal blows from the vicious mace were telling, and
the woman was soon staggering, struggling just to remain upright.
Her struggle was telling on both of them, for with every movement
she made, the wire cut deeper into both of their vaginas.
To amplify the damage were the long sharp barbs on the wire,
which tore at the delicate female flesh with even the slightest
shift in position.
The woman was fortunate, in one respect, in that the wire
only contacted her vagina, anus, and the full cleavage of
her buttocks. The girl had to endure barbs through her immature
sex organ, into the ring muscle of her little anus, and around
her waist as well. The desperate and continuous movement of
the big woman ensured the brutal barbs did their part in magnifying
the vicarious entertainment of the large audience.
Suddenly the child hit the jackpot. She had just swung the
mace between her legs, landing a direct and damaging blow
to the cunt of the woman. She was breathing hard from her
effort with the heavy weapon, when in impulse she swung the
spiked steel ball over her head. It was difficult to tell
if she were just winding up for another cunt blow, but that
was academic, because the mace smashed into the face of the
woman, crushing her nose and right cheek, and popping out
the right eyeball from the force of the blow.
The big bitch's knees trembled, then she pitched forward,
toppling over on top of the small girl, pinning the child's
head between her large and bulging breasts with her dead weight,
and burying the child's pretty little face in the sand. The
distressed little girl panicked, and kicked and struggled
desperately, face down with the large woman on top of her.
Her position was hopeless, and after nearly two minutes of
the frantic kicking of her lively legs she lost vigor. Soon
the beautiful bare limbs were reduced to quivering as the
naked little girl suffocated to death under the weight of
her dead opponent.
For the final display leading up to the main event, three
rings were quickly set up. The arena was darkened, and bright
spotlights illuminated selected areas. The ringmaster drew
his pistol and fired it into the air. A pair of women in red
capes entered and paraded around the arena. The capes came
down to just above their knees, and they wore high cut boots
with high heels. on their heads they wore extensive feathered
headpieces, and their arms were folded in front of them under
the capes, out of sight. The only apparent difference between
the beautiful Nordic blondes was that one wore white boots
while the other wore black.
When they had completed the circuit, they stood back to
back in the center ring, facing either side, and in a grand
gesture, swept open their capes. The audience cheered the
sight they revealed: they were stark naked beneath the robes,
and both bitches were ripely pregnant. Two Trapeze swings
were lowered from the overhead rails, and the girls had their
arms pulled behind them and secured over the bars on the swing.
This position forced their monstrous milk-swollen tit meat
to bulge out obscenely. The swings were elevated, lifting
the pregnant young nudes off the arena floor, facing each
other from a distance of about ten feet. The clowns grabbed
at the girl's, gripping their cunts, and pulled the two swell
bellies more than twenty feet apart.
They then released them at the same time, so that they swung
rapidly toward each other, and their big bellies hit each
other with a sickening thump. The girls screamed at the unexpected
rough treatment, and they were once again pulled wide apart.
This time when they swung together they raised their legs
in an attempt to protect themselves, and the result was that
their gorgeous lean legs acted as battering rams, their boots
driving deep into the other's grotesquely swollen belly.
As this belly-battering continued, a voluptuous woman dressed
in the feathers of and leathers of a wild Indian was tied
up in the middle of the ring nearest the bow of the ship.
Two well-tanned men in Indian costumes rode horses that circled
the ring, and as they circled the strung-up bitch, they strung
their bows and began shooting arrows at her. They began with
near misses, then caught her limbs, being careful to minimize
the damage. As the act progressed, they showed their true
marksmanship by sinking their arrows into her ample meat,
catching her breasts and her belly, without striking any of
her vital organs.
The ringmaster fired another shot in the air, and a statuesque
girl that everyone immediately recognized as the bartender
from the A deck lounge appeared, her wrists and ankles manacled
with heavy chains. She was paraded around the arena as the
others had been, then she was taken to the stern end circus
ring. The ringmaster introduce Patricia, a seventeen year
old they had all got to know during the past week by frequenting
her bar. Regular clients knew her as the cheery and carefree
bartender who had never uncovered her impressive breasts in
the six months she had worked on board this nefarious ship.
She had, the ringmaster explained, begun in the past three
weeks stealing things from the rooms of other female workers,
and was about to receive her just punishment. The audience
was fully aware of how heavy the hand of justice could be
on this ship, and they were not about to be disappointed.
The two clowns not working with the pregnant girls at center
ring dragged in a large cross made of heavy beams, and erected
it in the middle of the ring. Then they brought forward a
cart and a step-ladder. One of the clowns climbed the ladder,
and the other lifted the gorgeous bartender up to him. She
was placed against the heinous but simple device facing the
vertical beam, and she laid her arms over the cross beam to
support herself as the clown released her. The other clown
climbed onto the cart to assist, and passed up a heavy sledge
hammer and a sixteen inch long spike. The terrified girl's
large breasts embraced the large vertical beam just below
the cross beam, and the clown on the ladder delighted the
audience by driving the huge spike through the side of her
breast, and right on through, nailing the bulging mammary
to the cross. His accomplice reached up and drove a second
spike through the other breast on the other side of the beam,
attaching it to the cross in the same fashion.
The third and fourth spikes went down into the top of the
cross beam, driven through her upper arms. Then her shoes
were removed, and with the top of one resting against the
sole of the other, a single spike was driven through each
and on into the vertical beam. Her chin rested against the
top of the vertical beam, and with her screaming mouth held
open, a spike was driven down under her tongue and into the
top of the post.
Four more spikes were driven through her calves and upper
legs into the sides of the vertical beam. Another was angled
through her anus, emerging above her pubic mound, and it also
was driven home into the sturdy post, anchoring her impressive
butt to the cross. Her sensuous squirming was now severely
restricted by the heinous spikes.
Now that the young buxom bitch was securely spiked to the
sturdy cross, the clowns became more creative, driving the
long spikes into and though other parts of her body, demonstrating
the same level of skill as the marksmen on horseback at the
other end of the ship, who were piercing the squirming torso
of their human female target regularly without striking any
of her vital organs. The voluptuous bitch was as mobile as
her bindings would allow. She twisted around and writhed for
the full enjoyment of the audience as she took arrows into
her big boobs, buttocks and her tightly stretched tummy. A
pair of arrows found her lower belly at the same time, and
she responded by pissing golden urine that turned red as the
internal damage found her bladder. Amazingly, she took several
shots in the back which missed her kidneys, spine and lungs.
The ringmaster introduced the ship's mascot, the captain's
dog. It was a large Great Dane, a massive beige coated beast
with an enormous dong swinging between its legs. Riding on
its back was a near-naked ten year old girl, who was having
the time of her life as the huge dog bounded around the ring.
Then she saw the events being featured in each ring.
On command, the dog moved over to the ringmaster, and he
lifted the screaming girl off the animal's back. He placed
the distressed child over a bench, face up, and bound her
wrists and ankles in place. She lay, stark naked and screaming,
as the huge dog licked her immature little cunnie with its
large wet tongue, then the hound reared up and climbed over
her. It's monstrous penis quickly found her hairless little
slit, and with remarkable skill, the beast worked the head
of the wet organ into the girl's . The pressure of the rigid
shaft thrusting against her little hymen was irresistible,
and with a series of rapid lunges, the dog's dong burst through,
ending the pretty little lady's virginity. Her ruby blood
spurted from around the invading canine penis as the beast
drove home its big cock. With the huge dog's thick long shaft
pistoning into the screaming child and it massive balls slapping
against her ass, the bestial fucking was under way.
With the other acts well under way, the whole audience's
attention was attracted back to the center ring by blood gushing
down the inner thighs of the swinging pregnant bitches. Both
had broken the other's waterbag, both were experiencing frequent
labor pains, and birthing by both of the young ladies was
imminent. The clowns were now pulling the girls twenty-five
feet apart, so that they were now hitting each other at a
closing speed of thirty miles per hour. The results were startling.
They raised their legs as the closed on each other, and twisted
to position themselves to get the other while avoiding the
kicking female boots attacking them. They were both bruised
and bleeding from their big battered boobs and from the vicious
blows to their damaged exposed naked crotches. Shrill screeching
screams filled the arena each time the bitches were swung
They had both learned early in the contest the damaging
capability of the spike heels on their boots, and both had
applied this knowledge with a vengeance. The girl wearing
the white boots managed to kick the toe of her boot so hard
that it entered the other's cunt and stuck, with the heel
jammed deep into her opponent's anus. This gave the girl with
black boots a distinct advantage, because they while were
held together and in ideal kicking range with the jammed foot,
Black Boots had both of her legs free while White Boots had
just one leg with which she could inflict damage on her foe.
Black Boots flailed at the large belly of her opponent,
and she developed the tactic of stabbing the spike heels into
the bitch's cunt and lower belly, with telling effect. The
vicious weapons dug into the exposed tender meat three or
four inches with each kick, piercing the girl mercilessly,
leaving blood-spurting stab wounds with each savage kick.
The best the other girl could do was to scrape the other's
buttocks with her free foot, and when she finally managed
to jerk her other foot free, it was at the of the cost of
her boot, which remained firmly lodged in the battered cunt.
Her bare foot could not inflict half the damage a boot could,
but there was one advantage gained. The cunt blocked with
the jammed boot would not be able to give birth to the baby,
and the mother would be under extreme duress because of it.
The full effect of the forceful blows that each of the girls
had inflicted on each other and endured were now telling.
White Boots' bleeding cunt spread, and the dark top of her
infants head showed in the enlarged opening. As she squirmed
in her agony, the entire head emerged. Black Boots was not
so fortunate. She screamed and kicked in desperation as her
baby, forced down her birthing canal by the severity of the
action, was stopped by the boot jammed in her vagina and rectum.
The two were pulled wide apart again, and then released
to swing at each other, resuming the severe belly battering
contest. In this forced birthing competition, each of the
beautiful participants had gone far beyond the limits of defending
herself from the battering by the other. The damage had been
so hurtful that they were now actively retaliating, and doing
all the damage they could to their opponent.
Now that White Boots' baby was in sight, the small head
protruding obscenely from its mother's cunt became a prime
target for the viciously kicking black boots, and the infant
was given a severe concussion before its shoulders had emerged.
White Boots attempted to twist away on the next swing, but
she instinctively raised her gorgeous legs to protect herself,
and Black Boots got a heel into the mouth of the screaming
emerging infant. The kick was so powerful that the heel emerged
under the new child's chin, and as they began to swing away
again, the heel remained jammed in the baby's jawbone.
She jerked desperately, assisted by the hysterically frantic
twisting of the mother, and White Boots' gripping cunt began
to lose its hold on the emerging infant, accelerating the
birthing process. The baby was jerked by the heel through
its jaw, and it slipped quickly out of the cunt of White Boots,
like a piglet sliding down a greased chute.
The positioning of the infant pressing down inside the womb
of Black Boots caused a gradual spreading of her vagina, loosening
its grip on the offending boot, and her frantic squirming
and desperate kicking slowly eased her anus grip on the jammed
boot's heel. At last the boot dropped, and as she was swung
once more against the body of her enemy she took a direct
blow to her swollen belly. The force of the blow was so great
that the sprog spit out of her like a ball shot from a canon.
The long umbilical cord stretched out behind the ejected baby,
looking like a streamer or a pink and white strip of ribbon.
The party was rolling, and the audience was now ready for
the main event. All that remained was to dispatch the bitches
still in the arena, all of whom had miraculously remained
alive. The four clowns each retrieved a six foot long tent
pole. These three inch thick wooden shafts had a sharpened
end, and had been sanded smooth. The poles' points were directed
into the rectum of the arrow-filled and crucified bitches,
and into the distended vagina of each of the new mothers.
The four men worked simultaneously, thrusting the thick
poles forcefully up into inner workings of the tortured torsos
of the naked women, impaling them alive. The men demonstrated
their strength and skill as they lunged and guided the thick
poles through their helpless female victims. The audience
cheered as the bloodied tips of the shafts emerged from the
gaping mouths of the naked bitches. The clowns heaved on the
poles once more, and they slid further into the four nude
female carcasses until about a foot and a half stuck out of
either end of the dead bitches.
The Great Dane had long since shot its load of spunk into
the bleeding cuntlet of the little girl, and the huge lump
at the base of the monstrous prick had kept it locked inside
her. At last the beast pulled free. The ringmaster walked
calmly over to the girl, drew his revolver, and thrust the
cold muzzle of the 45 into her bleeding cuntlet. Giving a
few seconds for breathlessly watching audience to grasp the
full effect, he amazed them by pulling the trigger three times,
blasting the large slugs up through the naked torso of the
child. The impaled bodies were cut down and dragged out of
the arena, and the rings and implements were removed. The
ship's infamous death-pit was ready for the main event of
Now it was time for Charlotte to perform. She had not been
rehearsed, and had no idea what she was to do. The arena was
dark as she was thrust out through the holding door. Suddenly
a hot beam from a spotlight caught her, then two more, so
that she was lit from three sides. She had gone down on all
fours as she had entered, as she had been so well trained
to do, and the bright circles of light revealed her incredibly
feline femininity. Her deep brown tattoo marks stood out boldly,
as did her painted and flared pussy lips.
Her tail, extending from the huge plug thrust into her anus,
stood up proudly, and she crept forward on the blood-stained
sand-covered floor of the pit like a great hunter, which was
the only thing she could think of to do her small pool of
light in the stark darkness of the arena.
As she moved, slinking with all the grace of a cat, she
was suddenly aware of the silence from the darkened stands.
She knew that they were filled with observers, and was impressed
that she was so good she could captivate the imagination of
this debauched gathering of lechers. Her confidence grew as
she realized the power she had over the crowd. Clearly they
were captivated by her grace and her magnificence. She knew
she was the best physical specimen aboard the cruise ship,
and she basked in the glory of the silent tribute the audience
was paying to her.
As she moved across the expanse of sand, the glare of the
lights striking her kept her eyes from adjusting to the pitch
black of the arena. Another of her senses caught her attention.
It was a faint pungent smell she had noticed once before,
and she struggled to identify it. A deep rattle, as if from
the ship's great engines, but somewhat closer, caused her
to stop in her tracks. She remained motionless, the hair on
the back of her neck bristling as her mind gradually drew
the scent and sound together.
Suddenly the sound was there again, much closer this time,
and she felt a sudden cold sweat. She remembered the smell.
She had first encountered that disquieting odor at the Cincinnati
Zoo. She had experienced it again as a teenager sneaking between
the animal trailers at the circus. Most recently she had smelled
it on board this ship, when she had last heard that sound.
She had been with Tony in the ship's large hold learning to
screech like a cat, and they had passed by the animal holding
pens. They had rounded a corner and she had been face to face,
through strong bars, with a huge Indian Tiger.
The thick tail plug filling her colon prevented Charlotte
from shitting herself, but the urge to defecate out of cold
fear was compelling. Large female cats are renown for their
ability to urinate great It is not uncommon for circus cats
to shoot a jet of spray into a cage four yards away. Charlotte
proved her worth as a human tigress as she spurted a steady
stream of her hot piss upward from her elevated cunt through
the beam of the spotlights, driven by her stark fear.
Now the sound was unmistakable as the tiger growled again,
more aggressively this time, and much closer to the naked
female human in the spotlight. Suddenly it head entered the
beam of the light, and Charlotte screeched out in relief.
It was the large male, a tame cat that was used in several
of the erotic shows in the ship's many small sex theaters.
She reached forward, and put her arm around the animal's neck.
The big cat responded by licking her tattooed belly and
breasts with a show of affection. The tender feeling of its
warm tongue was followed by a coolness as its saliva dried.
She could smell the thick mustiness of its breath, and her
eyes bulged at the close-up view of the animal's yellowed
teeth. This middle aged tiger was well known to like playing
with naked women. He was tame, and as safe as a house cat.
Charlotte climbed up onto its back, sat upright, and rode
triumphantly around the large arena on the animal's back.
She felt the sensual rub of its soft coat against her bare
vagina, and then through the short soft hair she felt the
powerful muscles shifting against her hot cunt. As her vaginal
juices started to flow, she dampened the broad back upon which
she rode. This was exciting. Charlotte felt like the queen
of the ship at the moment.
She heard the audience now, as they murmured to each other,
and encouraged her bold performance. She leaned back on the
beast, thrusting her bare vagina forward, and squeezing her
shoulders so that her large breasts bulged impressively. The
big cat walked steadily, used to this kind of movement on
The sight of this remarkable tattooed nude they had all
become accustomed to over the past week of the cruise, bizarrely
masquerading as a tiger, now riding obscenely on the back
of a real jungle cat, was as erotic as anything any of the
jaded crowd of spectators had ever seen. She was truly magnificent,
as was the beast, and the contrast between the two caused
erections to dribble and vaginas to sweat throughout the packed
Charlotte moved up onto her knees, and held her arms out,
then one leg, and finally she felt the confidence to stand
up tall on the broad back of the jungle beast. She liked the
attention that the big spotlights brought, but she wished
that they would allow her to see. The crowd in the stand let
her know they were there and appreciated her performance.
From somewhere in the darkness she heard the ringmaster's
shrill whistle, and suddenly the cat beneath her unexpectedly
bolted to one side, causing her to crash to the arena's sand
floor. The spotlights stayed on her, and she felt the dreaded
She heard the growl again, but this time it was different.
This time it was a lighter, though somehow more aggressive
sound. Suddenly there was the echoing snap of two new spotlights
coming on, and in an instant glare they lit a tiger stalking
her. This one was not the friendly male. It was a smaller
female, with a true killer glint in its eye. This animal would
not provide a mount for her.
Now she was so frightened that she was able to shit out
the thick plug that had filled her colon and had firmly anchored
her striped tiger tail. The crowd gasped with real surprise
at the size of the thick tail plug that emerged. Her tail
fell to the floor, discarded by her stressed colon. The crude
display of her talented anus continued as she ejected four
sturdy turds. The dark brown offal logs rolled and were quickly
coated in the arena's blood-stained kitty litter, and to complement
the discharge, she let loose again a streaming jet of urine.
This was not play-school. This was the notorious death-pit
arena, and she was starring in the main event. Charlotte had
somehow blocked this fact from her mind as she had entered
the arena, but now there was no question remaining in her
mind. She was dead bitch-meat. She knew with certainty she
would not be allowed by the ringmaster to leave the arena
alive. She was here to be hunted, brought down and torn to
pieces, alive, by these carnivorous killers. Tony had created
Charlotte the Cat to be nothing more than live bait, to die
as human catfood. The gorgeous woman was going to make a delectable
morsel for the big cats, and would satisfy their feeding needs
for the next several days. There was little chance the tattoo
artist would get much of this beautiful hide to salvage.
Now the level of the lights in the arena was gradually brought
up, so that everyone could see the entire area. There was
no longer any need to hide the cats from the girl. The female
cat slowly circled her, and the male joined into the exciting
cunt-hunt. They were on opposite sides of her, a common tactic
which meant she could watch only one of them at a time. It
was a clever game, and worked every time.
Charlotte recognized, even in her state of near shock at
her desperate situation, that the male was merely a decoy,
and did not represent a threat. Had she not safely climbed
onto his back and ridden him around the large arena? Had she
not allowed him to lick her pussy, her tummy and her breasts
with his large warm tongue? A sudden chill ran up her spine
as she remembered the size of those yellowed fangs, and the
repugnant odor of its breath. She felt totally vulnerable.
The male growled, and moved closer. Charlotte reversed her
field, and attempted to move out from between them. The big
cats effortlessly shifted, keeping her between them. She saw
no avenue of escape. Suddenly, in a totally unreasoned panic
move, she sprung to her feet, and ran upright toward the far
end of the arena. She hit the far wall, attempting in vain
to climb the rough surface, which was designed to encourage
but make impossible such desperate attempts.
Now the best she could produce in terror from her puckered
anus was a thin string of little turds, which were never-the-less
visible from the furthest seats in the arena.
The adrenalin was flowing in the bitch, but at this stage
in the event, the audience responded only with polite applause.
As she dropped back to the arena floor, gasping for air, Charlotte
looked back, and saw that the animals were slowly strolling
toward her rather than coming after her in hot pursuit. They
as well as she realized that there was no escape for her,
and that her position was not only desperate but was truly
hopeless. With this horrid fact becoming a true reality in
her mind there came to her a rare form of courage.
Charlotte now drained her bladder of its remaining contents,
and in a remarkable and unpredictable move, she ran directly
at the large male. She was going to test its position and
resolve. The big cat raised an enormous paw and hit the running
nude square in the chest, flattening her big breasts and knocking
her backward onto the ground.
She doubled over, winded by the powerful blow. The male
cat circled her, the female standing watching from a distance.
The cat-woman slowly got to her feet, caught her breath, and
charged toward the big male again. The cat again raised its
paw, and she dodged to one side, and courageously leaped onto
its back. The huge male raised its head, roared, and then,
to everyone's surprise, sat. Slowly it began to roll onto
its side, and Charlotte had to abandon her position of relative
safety to avoid being crushed. As soon as she was off, the
big cat got back to its feet and moved toward her. This time
she turned away and sprinted away.
The female cat showed an explosion of energy as it leaped
after her, and in five long powerful yet graceful strides,
it caught its erotic naked prey and brought her down. The
male then sprung into action, and grasped her right thigh
in its powerful jaws like a chicken drumstick. She rolled
onto her back, screaming hysterically, and the female got
her entire left breast into its mouth, clamping its muscular
jaws firmly so that its huge teeth dug deep into the fallen
woman's tender tit meat.
The two beasts pulled back, stretching her between them.
The male re-clamped its jaws several times, and Charlotte
felt with horror the monstrous teeth grinding against the
bone. Her mammary meat ripped, and was terribly shredded by
the female cat's efforts. blood spurted from the wounds, sheeting
the floor. The female took hold of her left wrist, and the
male slid its jaws down to her right ankle. This time her
voluptuously developed body was stretched even more severely
by the big cats, with their huge feline teeth crushing her
flesh and bones. Something had to give, and at last the upper
bone of her arm was pulled out of its socket. The horrific
struggle continued, and the audience was delighted to see
the flesh of her arm pit rip, stretch, then tear apart, so
that the lovely arm came free.
As soon as the bitch's arm came off, the male grabbed her
hip in his jaws and flipped her over. She landed on her knees
and obscenely bulging breasts, with her ass propped high in
the air. The big cat took full advantage of her vulnerability,
and it mounted her, ramming its huge dong deep into her exposed
vagina. Charlotte's anguished moan turned to a wail of despair.
While the male tiger humped into her, the female moved around
her, was attracted to the bleeding lower leg where the male
had gripped her, and she settled down, and gnawed at the fresh
meat, until she actually chewed the woman's foot right off.
At last the male tiger reached climax, and ejaculated his
hot thick spunk into the impossibly stretched womb of the
downed human impostor. The big cat dismounted, and the audience
was amazed to see that the huge red penis was still spurting
great gobs of its semen onto the nakedness of his victim.
Without hesitation, he pressed the tip of his dong against
the nub of her anus, found the dimpled opening in the buttocks
well, and with a powerful thrust, brutally penetrated the
tight opening. Charlotte screamed with the excruciating pain
of the abrupt anal entry, and the agony of the humiliating
ass rape. She was in no position to resist, and although she
was losing blood from the disarmed shoulder and the stump
of her footless leg, she had not yet lost much of her strength.
She heaved her ass in resistance to the gross bestial fucking
she was receiving. The men and women in the audience had cast
experienced eyes on that marvelous cunt and asshole of hers
all week long, imagining in their mind's eye the kind of brutalized
penetration her twin sex vestibules were now obtaining. Every
thrust of the humping male tiger caused her to slide in her
own blood and gore, which was spreading over a widening area.
With her remarkable figure, Charlotte was prime fuck-show
meat, and was delivering with all the cock-jerking action
the audience could wish.
When the tiger finally jerked its enormous penis from her
anus, it again amazed the audience by dribbling more steaming
spunk onto the ruptured female orifice. The female cat was
sitting back, watching and waiting. She was most interested
in the succulent internal organs, and knew that in this sex
show ring, the total domination and humiliation of the naked
prey must be achieved before opening her and digging out the
best parts of their captured quarry.
The male sank its teeth into Charlotte's side, and lifted
her in the air. Heaving its massive head, it tossed her high,
ripping open the layered muscles of her side, ripping open
her belly. Great loops of her intestines snaked out of her
as she flew, along with a delicate lace of her blood, which
spread in an elyptical pattern on the pale sand. She landed
hard on her ass, and more of her entrails were jolted out
of her. The cavity of her torso was largely emptied when the
cats move in to get the best of her internal offerings, and
she twisted as she fell onto her side, attempting to conceal
the terrible opening ripped in the torn meat of her tender
flank. It was no defense against the trained killer cats.
Without hesitation, the two carnivores grabbed her tummy flesh
and pulled, their jaws locked in her meat. In seconds they
had ripped her wide open.
Now Charlotte saw that her life could only be measured in
mere seconds. She was numbed to the pain from the shock of
the stark brutality she was experiencing from the deadly cats.
However, her mind remained clear and alert. She was going
to experience the full measure of debauchery as she was eaten
alive by the monstrous cats.
While the female tiger got its muzzle inside her and dragged
out her liver, the male grabbed her cunt in its massive jaws,
sinking its teeth deep into her pubic meat. It jerked its
head back, pulling viciously at the very pit of her femininity.
She was startled at the erotic sight of witnessing her own
sex organ, including her inner gonads, being ripped from her.
It was an orgasmic experience, but her vital orgasm equipment
was being removed by the large male cat, and was no longer
The male lifted its jaws high grasping the severed female
sex organs, including the uterus and ovaries, and held them
in full view. He suddenly lost interest in the morsel and
dropped it. The female tiger dropped the liver she had been
chewing, and once more they closed in on their fallen prey.
The female closed its mouth over Charlotte's face, and began
to slowly squeeze the powerful jaws closed as the male thrust
its muzzle inside her and grabbed her rapidly pounding heart
in its jaws. In unison the two snuffed out the bitch's life
in spectacular fashion. These were true show cats, and had
given the audience the thrilling climax they had come to see.
To complete the exhibition, the male cat mounted the female,
and the audience watched the natural mating dance of the wild
beasts in which the tigers reaped their reward for the impressive
bitch killing. The audience watched the beastial fucking for
several moments, then filed out to find further amusement
to fill their time until the ship docked. They were all far
too sexually excited to sleep, and there were plenty of bizarre
and violent sexual diversions to be found in the ship's many
small theaters, which catered to the tastes of all who boarded
this evil vessel. Once more nature had run a carefully altered
course, reproducing beautifully choreographed death for entertainment
as a part of the life cycle, and the infamous death-pit had
again lived up to its depraved name.