WARNING: This story is a sci-fi story which contains elements of cannibalism, snuff, bdsm, ws and beastiality.

Snuff Wars II

A New World

by Honda

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Part 2: The Crash

The wormhole drive was fully powered and they were ready for the next jump through hyperspace. Normal space was twisted and the fold generated by the wormhole drive opened up an artificial wormhole. The Dolcett II flew right into it and journeyed for a few seconds through hyperspace, which was equivalent to several light-years in normal space. When the Dolcett II left hyperspace they emerged in a dense asteroid field. That was not a great place to come out to. The force shields were put on maximum power and absorbed most of the impacts with the huge floating rocks. The rocks were getting denser and larger. They were flying into the heart of the asteroid field. Fraser immediately told navigation to reverse all engines to get out of the asteroid belt and to reduce speed by firing the forward thrusters. They still had too much inertia from their exit from hyperspace and since the Dolcett II was quite a big ship they had a very high velocity because of that. They slowly exited the asteroid belt and almost felt safe when suddenly there was a galactic storm that catapulted the asteroids after them. Fraser tried to get them out and they tried to speed away. Unfortunately, the storm caught up with them and they were caught in its turbulence, which took them on a path towards a small red planet and on a collision course with a few big asteroids. They collided with a few of the asteroids and were badly damaged and lost their main shield. A few rocks catapulted after them from the asteroid belt by the storm, which damaged their communications array and navigational system, also hit them.

The Dolcett II crash-landed onto the unknown red planet. The crew had no choice. Their ship had lost all power and they were pulled towards the planet by its gravitational field. And then they crashed. Their ship broke into pieces at the impact and parts of it were catapulted away from the crash point. Nothing much resembling a spaceship remained. The Dolcett II was gone. However, there were survivors. Many had survived inside the protective escape pots. But they were scattered all over the place.

Tabero and Fraser were amongst the survivors. They quickly assembled and organised the surviving crew in their immediate surroundings and set up some makeshift headquarters out of a tent built from tablecloth of their once proud canteen. Fraser quickly organised the survivors into small groups and ordered them to look for survivors. A few more were found and eventually they had gathered most of the remaining survivors.

The crew was devastated and had lost all hope. Tabero also was shocked by this disaster. This incident could have meant the end of their dreams. But Tabero did not give up hope. He knew that all was not lost yet. If they could send a signal, then they could be saved. He assembled the crew and told them to be brave. It was not an easy task in their desperate situation, but his word reassured his crew. He told them that the Dolcett II was not their only exploration vessel. They had secretly built two identical ships, the Dolcett II and its twin the Dolcett III. The Dolcett II was launched first as an experiment and a test. The existence of the Dolcett III was kept a secret. It served as a backup in case something should had happened to the Dolcett II, which now had. The Onixian had feared the Censorians would try to sabotage the Dolcett II or even attack it. They had built the Dolcett III as a backup for such a scenario. That meant that all they needed to do was to send a signal and their location back to Onixia and the Dolcett III would be send to rescue them. Their mission had not failed yet, just delayed by this unfortunate incident. They would be able to continue it with the Dolcett III. That was a fact. Admiral Tabero had said so, and there was not one member in the crew that doubted his word. Everything he said was always true. He was like a god like being to his crew. Also he had never lied to his crew before and they did not doubt him at all. He still had their full confidence despite their hopeless looking situation.

So the immediate problem was to repair their communications array in order to send the message. That was extremely important. It had to be sent, no matter what cost or effort was required. As long as they managed to do that, they would be saved. The crew immediately commenced salvaging the remains of the Dolcett II to find any usable parts.

Fraser organised her security teams and scouted the surrounding area for any possible dangers or threats while the remainder of the crew began to salvage whatever they could from the wreck. They found some of their cargo in tact. Some of their meat was undamaged. However, a great number of their food stocks had been damaged by the crash despite the protective containers they were in. The protective containers required power to continue functioning. They had no power left, so all the frozen and suspended meat had to be defrosted. Other meats which had been in cages had been damaged by the broken cages.

Lieutenant Caroline Pickachew took charge of the food stock. She had all the undamaged meat assembled in one area and the damaged in another. The sight of the damaged meat wasn’t pretty. Some had lost all their limbs. There were bodies without arms or legs and even a few headless bodies. Pickachew had all body parts such as arms, legs, feet, fingers put into a pile. Then she ordered two of her subordinates, Tammy and Anita to sort out the usable and edible parts from the pile while the damaged meats were watching the process. Some of the meats were in obvious pain and whimpering silently.

Pickachew knew that they would eventually bleed to death. She felt sorry for the meat. It did not deserve something like this. Meat is supposed to be butchered and eaten. That’s what meat is for, not being wasted and bled to death without a proper butchering. Pickachew thought about that for a while and decided to create a makeshift butchery. That would allow her to butcher the damaged meats in some crude way, but it was much more humane than to just letting the meat unbutchered and bleeding to death on their own.

It was cruel not to butcher meat, depriving it of its only purpose of existence. Pickachew, like all the other Onixians understood this basic principle, unlike the Censorians who never understood anything, not even this simple principle by which all Onixians lived. The Censorians were so barbaric, so uncivilized.

Pickachew set up a big mast with shackles attached to it at about 2 meters from the ground. Then she picked up the first piece of meat that was labelled as MEAT #11397 and shackled her to the mast so that her arms were stretched out above her head. This piece of meat was only a little damaged. There was a piece of shrapnel stuck in her belly. Pickachew pulled it out and the sow howled in pain. Then she took a sharp blade and approached the meat with it. The meat understood her intention and eagerly stretched out her belly for her to gut it. It was very happy to be allowed to serve its purpose despite what had happened.

It was not the ideal butchering what every sow had sought for, but considering the circumstances, it was much better than no butchering at all. Pickachew pressed the sharp blade against the sow’s soft skin and slowly sank her knife into her belly. Then she slowly opened her up, cutting her wide open from her breastbone to her pubic bone. She watched her glistering intestines drop out from their cavity upon cutting her open. Then she pulled them completely out and cut off the ends.

Tears of happiness formed around the sow’s eyes as Pickachew finished cleaning her insides. Then she placed the sharp blade at the sow’s neck and cut through her throat. The sow involuntarily convulsed and then went still. Pickachew unshackled the dead sow and placed her into the shades. She was the first for the planned pile of gutted sows.

Next Pickachew’s friend and colleague Thomas picked a young girl who had lost her left hand but otherwise was pretty much still intact. He shackled her to the same mast and got ready to gut her as well. When the sow stretched out her belly for him to open her up, he noticed her cute navel and immediately got a hard on. He placed the sharp point of the knife against the girl’s navel and pushed his knife in, slowly, as if he was pushing his cock up her ass. Then he slowly pulled it out. The girl let out a gasp, surprised about the unusual penetration. Thomas then pushed the knife in and out again before replacing it with his rock hard cock. Then he pounded the newly created fuck hole with his huge cock until his gooey white cum mixed with her red blood. Then he pulled his blood-covered cock out of her navel and rammed it into her cunt and fucked her hard. When he had finished with her cunt hole, he quickly sodomised her tight little asshole as well before continuing to gut her. The young girl screamed loudly while she was being gutted until her throat was cut. She expired with a cute gurgling sound.
The next sow to be gutted was a redhead whose entire right arm was badly burned. Pickachew dispatched this one. She and Thomas took turns in gutting the sows. Pickachew strung her up with the shackles and grabbed a small axe. She lifted the sow’s arm with her left hand while her right hand was firmly holding the axe and aimed quickly. She quickly raised the axe and brought it down swiftly. It easily cut through the charred meat and had no problems with the soft bone. The sow screamed with fright. Her severed arm fell off and dropped to the ground. Pickachew kicked it with her left foot sending it rolling away in the dirt. Then she put down the axe and took the knife again. The sow shuddered with excitement now that she had realised what was happening. She had no more fear, instead she was expecting the greatest pleasure a sow could get. She was in progress of being butchered. There was nothing more exciting or satisfying for a sow than this. It was the ultimate goal of every sow. Nothing was more important or satisfying to a sow than being butchered. The blade cut deep into the sow’s belly ripping its way though to her guts. Pickachew heard her moan during her entire gutting session until she cut her throat.

Next Thomas picked a girl that had been impaled by a hollow tube. It protruded from her chest in the front and came out of her back just above her ass. Thomas pulled the tube out from the sow. She screamed in pain and collapsed. Thomas had to drag her to the mast and pull her up to the shoulders. She was too weak to move. Thomas did not think she would be able to survive a gutting and slit her throat straight away before gutting her. It wasn’t good practice to let the meat slip away and die during a butchering. The meat’s death was a very sensual and erotic event that both the butcher and the meat needed to experience together. It was the final bond and ultimate sign of love between the meat and her butcher. It was their last intimate gesture so Thomas looked the girl in the eyes when he cut her throat and she died staring back at him.

Then Caroline picked up a shacking cow. She must have been still in shock from the accident. Both her legs were missing and she was sobbing more from disappointment than pain. Her whole world had shattered. She had joined the Dolcett II as part of the ‘feed our brothers’ program and was looking forward to being butchered and eaten by her follow Onixians. However, the accident had completely ruined her dreams. Caroline carried the cow over to a big flat stone that she was planning on using as a butchering table. Then Carole used a long slim knife to cut her open. The girl moaned and trembled. Being gutted like a pig gave her an orgasm and she soon forgot about their accident and enjoyed the rather primitive slaughtering. Eventually, Caroline had completely cleaned her out and placed the sharp blade at her neck. She was in frenzy when the cold blade touched her neck and she died orgasming when her throat was cut slowly and the rest of her live drained away.

Suddenly, Caroline saw something moving in the corner of her eye. It looked like someone was crawling towards her just over the next little hill. She grabbed a rifle and went for a look while Thomas continued butchering a small Asian girl that was trapped under a big piece of metal. He had to cut off her left leg in order to pull her out from the wreck. Then he continued to butcher the rest of her petite body.

Caroline carefully advanced to the moving object in the distance. It looked like a person. It had two legs and a pretty little body. Two weak arms were slowly pulling it forward. Then Caroline recognised her. It was little Karen. She was one of the children they had brought with them. Caroline immediately ran towards her and the little girl almost broke out in tears when she was found. She must have crawled a long distance to reach her. Caroline called out for to Tammy to give her a hand. They carefully lifted her back to their camp, but little Karen seemed reluctant to let them carry her back. She kept on pointing towards the direction she had come from. There had to be something important there. Maybe there were more children over there. Caroline sent Tammy to investigate while she tried to calm Karen down and then continued her mission of despatching the injured cows.

Meanwhile Tammy followed the trails that Karen had made while crawling around looking for help. She followed the trail for several days until it leat her to a small forest and she discovered the remains of a small campfire and many little footsteps around it. There definitely had been some children around the place. She estimated around two dozens of them, which was about the number that they had taken with them. That was a good sign. The children might have all survived the crash. But where were they? It seemed that the fire had only been put out an hour ago, two at the most. But there were no traces leading away from the camp except for the ones that Karen made. Where did all the children disappear? What had happened to them? Tammy looked around the area trying to find any trace or hint of where they could have been gone to but found nothing except for some bones. Hastily, she took some paper and drew a map showing the way back to their camp in case they returned and then she went back herself.

Back at the camp, Karen had sufficiently recovered from her ordeal and after quenching her thirst, she was excitedly telling Caroline what had happened to her and her friends. They had been studying in the library when the Dolcett II was in trouble.

“We all went into the escape pots just like the manual said”, she told Caroline. “We did everything according to the book. None of us were badly hurt, but we had nothing to eat at all. We all stayed together and helped the injured. I tried using the communicator to call for help, but there was no reply. So we lit a fire to make smoke signals. But nobody came for us. Ami volunteered and we butchered and ate her. Then we saw some smoke in the distance but it contained no smoke signals. We had a vote and I was selected to try and get help.”

“How long were you out there?” Caroline asked her.

“We were in the forest for three days. I have been travelling for another three days before you found me.”

“You must be starved.”

“A little bit.”

“You poor girl, here, have a piece of leg meat.”

Karen hungrily accepted the slightly undercooked piece of a woman’s severed leg. Despite the lack of spices it tasted delicious to her.

Caroline watched the hungry girl munch on the piece of leg for a while and then continued her duties and butchered another suffering sow. She picked one that had some burn to her face and upper body. Her tits were still in good condition for eating. Caroline placed the sow face up on the stone table and began to cut her open and pull out the guts. The girl groaned and begged to be bisected. Caroline immediately grabbed an axe at this request and lifted it above her head for a swing. Who was she to refuse a dying sow her last request? She aimed carefully and brought the axe down between the sow’s cunt and split the cervical bone. Then she lifted the axe again and aimed a bit higher. Again she swung the axe down and this time split her belly wide open. When she swung the axe again she broke the sow’s ribcage and she coughed blood that spurted into Caroline’s face before she died. Caroline then finished off the job by hacking off the upper shoulders and her head that was badly burned.

Then Caroline continued to butcher a blonde that had a broken arm. She was quite happy to be butchered and since she was able to walk, went to the butchering stone all by herself and spread herself out on it in preparation to be butchered. Meanwhile Karen had finished eating and joined Caroline to watch her work. She excitedly watched as Caroline cut the sow open and expertly pulled out her guts before cutting them off at the ends and sensually cutting her throat. Karen orgasmed at the sight of that and remained at Caroline’s side and watched a few more butchering. She even got involved a bit and Caroline let her slit one of the cow’s throat when she was finished butchering it.

Suddenly little Karen got very excited. “Can I do her?”, she pointed excitedly at a young brunette that Thomas was leading to the mast to be butchered. “She was one of my classmates at school”, Karen quickly added. “Pretty, please!”, she begged.

Caroline had a look at the young girl that Thomas was tying to the mast. She had relatively big breasts for a young girl her age and the only wound Caroline could detect was a piece of a steel rod embedded in her thighs.

“Hey, Thomas, do you need help with that one?”, she shouted over to her friend.

Thomas looked back at her. “Not really, I think I can handle her all by myself without any problems.”

“This young lady here would like to help you a bit with that one? Apparently, they were school friends.”

“Well, why not. Come here and give me a hand young lady.”, Thomas invited her over.

Karen was happy and raced over to the mast where her friend was tied. She marvelled at her friend’s smooth skin and was a bit jealous about her well-toned body. Then Thomas handed her a knife and instructed her to make an incision just below her navel. Karen did what she was told to with expert precision. Butchering was one of her favourite classes and she had always paid good attention to the demonstrations they had on gutting. She had even helped her teacher Ms Yariman with a class demonstration when they had dissected her mother. Karen was quite a little experienced expert on that matter. Seeing her expertise, Thomas let her continue with the gutting of her friend. Karen expertly cut her friend open and pulled out her guts while she sensually and lovingly kissed her friend. Then she placed the knife at her friend’s throat and slowly cut through it while her other hand was rubbing her friend’s clit. Her friend died moaning and orgasming. The young girl had been snuffed very lovingly. Thomas had to congratulate Karen on her excellent performance and Karen smiled happily.

Karen remained with Thomas and helped him dispatch a few more sows. They worked deep into the night until they finally had finished slaughtering all the damaged cows and placed the butchered carcasses into a cool area where it could be stored for a bit longer.

That night, Karen slept in Thomas’ tent and they made passionate love together before they fell asleep from exhaustion. On the following day, Thomas and Caroline joined Fraser’s scouting teams. They were still busily trying to find more survivors.  Caroline mentioned their discovery of Karen and Fraser immediately assembled a small group to try to find the rest of the children. Karen also joined the search party since she knew best where they were. Together they headed back to the forest where she had come from.

On the way there, they ran into Tammy who was on her way back and she told them of her discovery. Karen could not believe that all her friends had disappeared and they all went into the forest to investigate further. When they arrived at the campfire, it was just as Tammy had described and left it. There were still no signs of any of the other children, but Christine who was an expert Amazon warrior and scout soon discovered some hidden traces.

“These marks here suggest that were was a group of adults here that took the children with them in that direction and then covered up their movements. Their trail leads down into the valley.”

Caroline immediately took control of the situation and told Tammy to go back and get reinforcement.

“We must assume that there are natives living on this planet and that they have taken our children. We do not know their intentions, but we must be prepared to rescue our children by force if required. Christine and I will check out the valley while the rest of you remain hidden here in case we need immediate backup. Be on the alert at all times and have your weapons ready. Hopefully Tammy will be back with reinforcements before anything escalates.”

Karen, Ralph and two other warriors stayed behind in the forest while Caroline and Christine followed the trail marks down into the valley. They stopped at a small hill that allowed them to overview the valley. There was a big settlement right in the centre of the valley. Caroline was able to observe that the huts were primitive straw huts and the natives were only armed with spears and stone daggers.

“If we knew where the children were, we could easily force our way in and get them back. We have enough firepower to wipe out the entire place,” Christine suggested.

“Let’s not be hasty. We still don’t know whether they are hostile or not.” Caroline reminded her. “But ,let’s get closer”

Both silently sneaked up closer to the settlement and soon they reached the outermost house. It seemed deserted. There wasn’t any noise nor were there any signs of anybody inside it. Caroline and Christine carefully went in and found the place quite empty except for a few leaves of bread stowed on a table.

“This must be where they store their food.” Caroline remarked.

Christine just nodded her acknowledgement but kept her eyes at the windows. She went closer to it and peaked outside. Suddenly she saw a group of children racing towards the hut. They immediately tried to hide but the children were too quick and entered before they were able to.

The children screamed in shock when they saw the big Amazon woman holding something that looked like a weird club and were about to run away when suddenly a sweet little voice told them to calm down and relax. It was little Josephine. Christine almost wasn’t able to recognise her. She was dressed in the native’s clothing and practically undistinguishable from them. They only recognised her because he called out to them in Onixian.

Immediately a crowd of adult warriors surrounded the hut. Although they would had been no match for Christine who had a double barrelled machine gun they were fierce fighters that would had given their lives to protect the children.

Josephine, who was a very intelligent child, had luckily picked up enough of the natives’ language to explain to them that the two women were their friends. The natives immediately changed from being hostile and protective to being friendly and hospitable.

Christine learned from Josephine that the natives called themselves Kanipu and were apparently very friendly. They had rescued the children from the forest and given them food and shelter.

Back in the Onixian camp, Fraser was able to organise the survivors into functional units each doing essential tasks like scavenging useful materials from the wreck and creating an inventory of what they had - weapons, medical, food, tools and other things. The most important team was the engineering team trying to repair their communications array. It was vital that this team were given anything that they required.  They had top priority because they had to repair the array as quickly as possible to send the signal. They were told to do it at any cost. It was not a very easy task at all. They had limited working tools and the array was badly damaged.

Nina was heading this team of engineers and they were able to repair the satellite dish after a few days hard work, however, the transceiver in their main computer was beyond repair. They waited for a long time and hoped that someone would find a transponder or any device they could modify, but nothing of that kind was found. The search teams tried their best trying to assimilate parts of the wreck that looked like parts of their former bridge or engine rooms but there was just no usable part to be found that survived the crash. It seemed like a hopeless situation and they were getting pretty desperate after some time.

At that time, Tammy came running back, coughing and out of breath. She reported to Fraser on what they had discovered and requested for backup. Fraser immediate assembled a force of warriors and personally leat them back to the forest.

Meanwhile Nina was trying to generate new electricity. Their battery power was almost depleted and even though they were able to salvage some of the crystals, they had not enough power to power on the repaired generator to extract the power from the crystals. What they came up with was a primitive power generator that was manually powered by movements. There was a row of treadmills that would generate power once brought into action. She used two dozens human cows to operate the treadmills. The cows were integrated into the treadmills to be an integral part of the machinery. This allowed it to perform more efficiently but made maintenance a bit tricky. There were cage like barriers to hold the cows in the right position but access to them was not obstructed. The cows could easily be washed and fed though a feeding rail that was directly connected to their mouth and could also supply them with water. There were also tubes inserted into their pussies and assholes that allowed them to freely excrete waste while working the treadmills without stopping. The waste material would go through the tubes and be recycled to feed and refresh the cows.

When Fraser and her team arrived in the forest, they met up with Thomas and little Karen. Once Thomas updated Fraser on the situation, she decided to lead the whole team into the valley. Suddenly she was struck by a thought.

“Karen, do the communicators still work in your escape pots?”

“I’m not sure ma’am. Last time I tried to use them, we received no response.”

“Were you able to send out a mayday?”

“I believe we sent one.”

“Quick, show us where the pots are. They may be very useful for us.”

“Thomas, you stay here and wait for Caroline.”

Fraser left five of her warriors with Thomas and took the rest to salvage the pots. Karen lead the way to them. Soon they arrived at the children’s crash site. Two of the escape pots were badly burned but one had survived in tact. Fraser immediately went inside that one. This pot did not sustain any major damage. Almost everything was still intact. But most importantly, the communicator was still working. Fraser immediately ordered it to be taken back to their camp. The content of this pot might have all that they were missing. It was vital that they got it back to camp as quickly as possible.

Thomas was given the task to escort it back to camp. Fraser only kept three warriors and sent everyone else back to camp with the escape pot. Karen also stayed behind with Fraser and they went down to the valley.

Back at the camp, Nina and her team were still desperately trying to rebuild a communications array. The situation was really hopeless. Many vital parts were destroyed and not easily replaced. They also needed a powerful central processing unit. Their main computer was gone and none of the other auxiliary computers had survived the crash. Most of their pots had exploded or went off in flames soon after they had crashed onto the planet. The gravitational field on this planet was extremely hostile and destroyed almost everything they had. It was a wonder that they had so many survivors.

But Nina was not giving in despite their hopeless situation. She and her team only concentrated at the task at hand and tried to suppress the nightmarish situation they were in. They carefully designed a replacement CPU that would be able to process and execute the programs they had written. This solution was based on neurologic cycles but due to the limited materials available to them, they had to design something using parts available. Thus they designed a CPU that used a human brain for the central control. This required a volunteer, someone that was very intelligent. An ordinary brain would have not been intelligent enough to be used. Nina volunteered her own brain for that purpose. If they were ever able to use this solution she would provide her brain. That was a great sacrifice because in order to use that brain, it had to be taken out of her skull while she was unconscious and they would not be able to put it back once taken out. This meant, she would eventually die without feeling the torture or pleasure of being snuffed. That was something Onixian women dreaded. It was not the natural way for an Onixian woman to die. Their purpose in life is to be snuffed or die in battle if they were warriors. This would be a very grand sacrifice, a sacrifice only a very dedicated and brave woman could do.

In addition, the brain needed to be kept alive for a period of time while it did the processing. This required fresh blood. The host body of the brain would no longer be used for that and the blood had to be supplied constantly. They needed to manually pump a constant supply of fresh blood to the brain and had to find a number of women with compatible blood type. Blood samples were taken from everyone to see who was able to help supply the blood. This meant that many women would need to die giving their blood, but this was an honourable way of providing a service to their society so everyone volunteered happily for this service. But only the ones with compatible blood type could be given this honour, to die being snuffed and serving their people.

Everything was ready. They had selected a number of women with compatible blood type and a group of cows to power the generator. They had everything except a working communicator. Just one more piece and they had everything required so send a message. But the search was still inconclusive.  They just could not find a communicator.

Suddenly there was a commotion and everyone ran towards a group carrying an escape pot. Nina starred at it as if she was dreaming. She could not believe what she was seeing. They had found an intact escape pot. She ran over towards it with high hopes and Thomas gave her the great news. They communicator inside the port was still intact. They could use it and send a message for help.

They all immediately started the preparation. Jasmine prepared for the operation and sterilised all her equipments. Sachiko helped her and prepared an operation table made up from the flat stone Christine had previously used for the slaughtering and some clean white clothes. Nina took a deep breath and took off her clothes. It was time for her to make her ultimate sacrifice. She only hoped that her brain would be able to handle the job and not be a waste. Thomas offered her a final fuck and she gladly accepted. She knelt down in front of him and unzipped his pants. Immediately his cock jumped out and stood like a rocket. She hungrily wrapped her lips around his big rock hard cock and began sucking on it. It was her final taste of cock and she wanted to enjoy it. She twirled her tongue around the head of Thomas’ cock and tickled the swollen head with her tongue until he was moaning audibly. She sucked harder and was rewarded with gobs of hot semen being shot into her mouth. She swallowed every drop of the hot and delicious liquid and sucked out the last drop from his cock. Then she went on all fours and trussed up her ass. Thomas knelt down behind her and began to eat her out. He sucked on her clit and licked around her pussy lips. He also gave her a good rimming sticking his long hot tongue deep into her anus. Nina was feeling an orgasm build up within her groins. It was intense. Then he placed his hot throbbing cock at the entrance to her vagina and rubbed her clit with the head of his cock slowly, teasing her. Then suddenly he slid it in deeply, parting her lips and gliding it in the whole way until his entire cock was inside her hot tight love canal. He fucked her long and hard while Nina was screaming with pleasure and lust. When he was close to orgasm, he pulled his cock out of her pussy and guided it up towards her anus. The little puckered hole easily gave way to the invading cock and soon enough he had deeply penetrated her ass and was driving away fucking her tight ass until he shot is load deep into her bowels. Nina was electrified. She was spasming with orgasms after another. It was so intense and continuously. Thomas rubbed her clit and brought her to yet another orgasm and continued to stick his fingers deeply into her cunt until he had his whole fist embedded and fist fucked her until she shock and trembled like as if she was going to explode soon.

Exhausted by also completely satisfied, Nina lay down on the operation table and waited for her end. Nurse Sachiko, then injected her with some anaesthetic and blood clogging solution. Then her final injection sent her into unconsciousness. Doctor Jasmine Comedero then began the operation. She carefully opened up Nina’s skull and extracted her brain with precision.

Then Mai took over and connected it to the machine they had built from Nina’s design and once that was done, they immediately needed fresh blood to feed the brain. Donna who was a buxom brunette was the first blood donor. Sachiko had pushed two long needles deep into both her arms and started to manually pump the blood into the machine to feed Nina’s brain. Donna was slowly drifting away as the blood was drained from her body, but she died an enjoyable death. The dildo inside her pussy was being vigorously being pulled in and out by Rachel who was enjoying herself tremendously in getting off all those women before they died. There was a long queue of women lined up behind Donna, all waiting their turn to provide their service of giving their blood and their life for the good of Onixia.

The brain seemed to be functioning properly. The volunteer women were sustaining the blood supply to it successfully. It was time to generate more power and Gwen activated the generator. The cows that were built into the contraction all were awaken by a sudden cold shower. That was the way Gwen decided to wake them by emptying a bucket of cold water over them. When the human cows awoke, they were immediately told to run the treadmill. They ran as fast as they could and generated sufficient energy to power the communication array. Amelia then connected all the remaining cables so that Nina’s brain, the modified communicator from the escape pot, their main communication array and the generator were all connected and operating together in harmony.

The communication array came to live and sent out a intense green beam. Then the crystals were being hit to amplify and refract the signals. It all seemed to work perfectly. Amelia excitedly delivered their mayday and their current estimated position three times in a row. She sincerely hoped that it would reach Onixia and that help would come for them soon.

Everyone was even more excited when they got a reply and Gwen drove the cows to their limits in order to sustain the power. Some cows could not handle it and collapsed from exhaustion but Gwen was insistent and splashes a bucket of water over each cow that collapsed and made her continue to work hard until finally some could not handle it anymore and died from exhaustion. Sara was one of the cows that were struggling with keeping up. She had fainted three times from exhaustion but was revived by Gwen each time with a bucket of cold water. On the last time, she could hardly move anymore. Her body was almost drained of all her energy but she continued her duty as best of she could. Sweat was rolling down her face and the contortion on it could tell the story of her suffering. But she bit her lips and continued her duty until she eventually succumbed and died of exhaustion. Seeing Sara slump down and die, Gwen immediate took the initiative and replaced her. She activated the mechanism to eject Sara and she was catapulted out to make place. Her lifeless body flew across the air and crashed against a nearby tree before falling down to the ground. Gwen didn’t have time to pick up the dead body. She had to quickly replace Sara so not to affect the stable supply of power. Immediately, Gwen climbed into the contraption and positioned herself where Sara had just been before and did her best to generate energy.

Then suddenly there was a crackle and a voice: “Onixia Space Control outpost 7462 here. We received your message. Help will be…”

But the rest of the message disappeared in noise and crackling. Their message was received. Everyone was very happy and quite excited about it. Their message was received and there was a confirmation. They were able to send their location back to Onixia. There was hope. Someone will be able to come and get them. They now knew where they were. Unfortunately, they were not able to hear what the reply was that they were only partially able to receive. Their communication array gave up just a little bit too early. And there was no way they could try to use it again. It was completely finished and they could smell the aroma of a toasted brain. The reply took too much strain on Nina’s brain so that it was completely fried.

That night, everyone was cheerful and with renewed hope. They knew that someone would come for them soon and they would be rescued. All they had to do was wait and survive that long until their rescue. In honour of Nina who so selflessly sacrificed herself for their cause, they cooked up her body and lovingly devoured it. Anne made sure that she put her best efforts into preparing Nina’s body. Her succulent breasts were neatly cut off and broiled with some wild herbs. Her rumps were grilled to a golden brown and served with steaming truffle like vegetables. Nothing of her body was wasted. Every single bit of her was lovingly prepared and consumed. Her tongue made a very nice pate and her eyes were made the centre of a delicatessen salad mixed with her ears, eyelids and lips.

To be continued…

Next in this series -- Part 3: Making Friends (by Honda)