Death In The Sunset
A work of fiction - rape , anal , hanging , toture , impalement , snuff  \par

  She always wanted to break into modeling but was told to forget it. No work for short girls. Her tits were too big . Her ass was too full.The only thing she had was her face- a heart shaped blue eyed pixie face. That alone might have opened some doors but she wouldn't play ball with those that would trade an in for a roll in the sack. Then she thought her luck had changed. He had come in to the eatery where she worked and asked her if she ever wanted to model. She was catious , she'd heard it before but he just left her a card and told her to call . She checked him out and heard good things- he was real and highly respected so she called. He said he would be busy for a week or so but if gave him her number he would call to set up a session later. She was on pins for the next week but he did call and asked her to meet him and to bring any pictures she thought he should see. They met at a studio on the edge of town and he explained he did most of his work at his ranch over in
 
  the next state but he rented space here for local work. Not the best but good enough and keeping the costs down let him take chances on hopefuls like her. She showed him her small portfolio and he showed her some of his work - Cosmo , Teen , Playboy. some others. Mostly ads, one or two features, still good work. He explained he always was looking for new faces and looks and thought that if nothing else he could use her for close up work. He had asked her if she had any problems with posing in the buff . He found it often gave a truer picture than anything else but if she said no he would still work with her. They didn't have to start with it anyway . She could work up [ or down ] to it as the shoot progressed. The shoot went well and soon she was naked  in front of the plain black backdrop. She wondered what the camera saw. Her tits were round cones with small pink nipples and she carried enough baby fat to smooth over her muscles. Her ass was a little large but fit her ful
 
 l thighs well. Her legs tapered smoothly to small neat feet and her sex peeped out from a small blond bush. She had always thought of herself as a tasty morsel even if she didn't fit the normal picture of high fashion. After the shoot he said stop by tomorrow and they would go over the results.\par
  She showed up the next day and as she got off the bus she wondered if she could go through with it. If he shot her down it would mean the end of her dreams. He met her outside and suggested that they walk over to the park instead of going inside. It was a nice day besides the pics would look better in the sunlight. He gave her the bad news first . The only full body work she would get would be ads for plus size clothes or nudes for those mags that featured the girl next door or girls claimed to be teenagers. She didn't want that kind of work did she? Still the clothes ads held promise. The good news was her face would work for makeup ads or haircolor or\par
things like phones. He had a commision for plus size swimsuits. Was she interested? No pay unless they used her but he would add her pics into the mix for the ad agency to see. Fine he would pick her up in the morning and they would go to the ranch. Sand looked the same everywhere and desert sand was easier to shoot because nobody would be around but the crew.  What size do you wear so the agency can send over the right stuff? \par
   The next morning he picked her up before sunup- it was a long drive to the shoot site. As they drove he explained about pay, releases, what was going to happen at the shoot, who would be there[only agency rep , setup man , the other model and her mother]- small crews keep the costs down, if they had time he would like to shoot some stock pics. His phone rang . Rest of group still waiting for other girl- be there asap. We will have time for some work before the main shoot - good. Did she mind more nude stuff. He could add any clothes later during post production with the computier. That way he could sell her pics without reshooting. Always easier to add than to remove or change clothes.\par
   As they left the road for a barely passable trail he got out to engage the four wheel drive hubs on the old suv his phone rang again.\par
The bitch stage mother was playing games so now the whole shoot was hers and most likey so would be the ads. The agency trusted him so today was her lucky day. She sat and dreamed of what she would do with her big break and never noticed when they left the trail or the strips of carpet now dragging behind them to hide their tracks.\par
   At the end they were parked in a small blind canyon that had sand and a small grove of pines off to one side. Parking in the shade\par
he told her walk around and get the feel of the place while he unloaded and set up. They would get to work and shoot the stock stuff.\par
She wondered why three of the cameras looked like video cams. He shot most of his work with digital video - he could go back and pick out only the best and often found shots he had not noticed. Most guys only used one out of a hundred, he used one out of a thousand and still got more good ones. He gave her a pair of small heavy earings. They have infrared leds in then that the cameras will track as you move. Go to the center of the circle of cams - walk around, look like your looking at the sea, anybody else around-no, take off your top- strech, look around , face the sun and strech- good . Now the shorts- do the same stuff-ok-I like it. Look away and stand for a minute -Good angle- want lots of it.\par
   At his word she turned back to face him- What the hell. He was nude also and his face was covered with a strange silvery mask that made it look like he had no facial features. He had a square thing in his hand that was kinda like a flashlight but had two small holes instead of a bulb. The thing made a piffing noise and she felt two little stings just below her tits. He smiled and her world exploded with pain. She could not breathe or move and she fell to the ground shaking. Wasn't the tazer a nice little toy? Here have some more. Now bitch, do exactly as I command and you will live- give me any grief and this will feel good compared to what will happen- GOT IT. Rolling her over he cuffed her , hand and foot, and pounded four stakes into the ground. Soon she as tied spread eagle and he proceeded to film every inch of her . You can't get away with this- the others will be here - I know who you are- other people know I went with you - stop. You stupid cunt. Nobody knows who I
 
  am . All the cards and calls and examples of my work- all phony- all just to get you here- no agency- even if somebody saw us leave and wrote down the plate number its not in my name and tomorrow the piece of junk will be crushed and gone. The guy you checked out is a real photographer but he is out of the country now. I  just used his name and work. Nothing is going to save you except you being a good girl and doing as your told. I'm going to do nasty things to you but I won't kill you unless I have to. With that he knelt beween her legs and smeared jelly beween her legs. Dropping down he jammed his prick in her and pounded away as she screamed and sobbed. The first rape was soon over and he got up leaving her crying and moaning. After shooting some closeups of her ravaged slit and tear stained face he went over to the trees and did some stuff but she was too caught up in what had happened to notice. He returned-showed her a butt plug with silver strips on the sides- his o
 
 wn invention . If she liked the tazer she would love this- same shocking capability, remote control, if she tried to remove it would fire. Greased her ass- popped it in, untied the ropes holding her to the stakes. Over in the trees she saw what he had prepared for her and she broke and ran. He let her get closer to one of the autocams and pressed the button on the remote. Fire burst in her guts,driving the air from her body and ending all thoughts of running.\par
   When he dragged her back she was forced to comtenplate what he had planned. Four trees in a square five feet apart with ropes tied around the bases and a waist high rail lashed beween two. Two more with ropes at bottoms and more ropes run through pulleys higher up. Anouther pair with a rail lashed beween them ten feet up and a rope and pulley hanging from the center. A collection of whips , cuffs, rods , and a small gas camp stove with irons and a pot of something heating. Off to the edge of the trees he had taken a small tree about four inches around and cut the top off about five feet up and sharpened it . Over it was anouther pully and rope.\par
   As he cuffed her to a handy tree she asked him what would happen to her and why was he doing this to her. Simple- he was a photographer it just was he didn't do agency work, he did real rape, sadism, and snuff films for a small group of collectors. She and her twelve year old looking body were going to make him a lot of money. More than she would ever see in her life even if he decided to let her live. She wondered what a snuff film was as he moved the autocams and set them up in the new spot.Soon she was streched beween the trees with the ropes and pulleys , arms spread over her head and legs tied to the bases of the trees.More closeups. He felt her all over and played with the good parts before he removed the plug fron her ass. Her spread arms were supporting most of her weight and soon she thought the pain was going to kill her . It was getting hard to breathe. A sudden lash across her ass showed her the pain could get worse. Another one lower, and another , and more sp
 
 reading down to the back of her knees and up to her shoulders. The pain finally drove her under and he splashed water in her face to awaken her. She hung and hurt too much for tears, too much for words- never knew pain like this could happen- could be this bad. He let her savor the pain as he took more footage . She had her head hanging down and her eyes closed when e struck again. Fire bloomed across her boobs- a scream tore from the bottom of her soul. Again the lash worked up and down the front of her body and for the first time she thought about asking him to kill her - anything to escape the pain. More footage of her ravaged body. She fought for breath and the pain covered her like a blanket of fire even though he had done nothing for how long - she knew not - the pain had stopped time. \par
   Suddenly she was laying on the ground and the dirt was leaving muddy patches as it mixed with her blood. Her arms would not answer her wishes and her legs were dead to her . Dead except for the pain, the terrible pain. He let her lay and reset the cams.\par
Lifting her he flopped her body over the waist high bar and tied her feet out to the trees at the sides and her arms were secured to the base of the ones out in front. A bucket of water washed off the mud and blood- SALT WATER- and a fresh wave of agony knocked her out. Again he woke her up . Are we having fun yet? He let her stay and recover as best she could. This position was uncomfortable but she could breathe and was not hanging from something. Just leaning over. Why did he give her a break, was he afraid of killing her? She took hope. After all he said he would not kill her if he didn't have to. A blast of pain as molten lava splashed up aganst her pussy. GOD DON'T WHIP ME THERE. The next stroke took her in the bud of her ass then one lower on her little clit.Surely this was as bad as pain could get. Just kill me . Was he listening? The whip went away and was replaced with the cool wetness of something slippery on her ass. His body close behind hers then the feel of som
 
 ething pushing against her anal ring. Not there- don't take her there. With a tearing ripping feeling he forced his way in and without stopping or even slowing he slammed against her time after time untill she felt his spew flood her guts. He left her with the feeling that her insides would fall out if she stood up and she just lay bent over the bar and waited for the tearing pains to subside. The pressure in her ass returned as he inserted the butt plug and soon she was sitting leaning aganst a tree. God , she hurt, everyplace, inside and out. when would it end? She fumbled the bottle of water he gave her but managed to drink most of it. More. Yes, he gave her another. Thank you. Why was she being polite? Maybe if she was it would end sooner - don't make him mad. He cuffed her hands to her ankles and left her at the base of the tree while he moved stuff. She could have cared less what he did , she just wanted it over. He returned and slid in under her so she was sitting on 
 
 his lap with his stiff cock rubbing aginst her pussy. The cam was set so it was looking up beween their legs and would have a perfect view as he raped her. Lifting her up he placed her slit over his tool and dropped her down onto it. Lifting his legs to prevent her from sliding away from him he began to fuck her. Slowly, easily , almost lovingly he moved in her. At least this didn't hurt much and she closed her eyes and waited for it to end. The slow fuck almost let her drift off and ignore it but that changed with the hard feel of a wooden branch across her throat. Her eyes opened and her head snapped up - He was going to strangle her as he fucked. All of her prevous wishes to just be killed forgotten she tried to fight but all she accomplished was to move her cunt around as he fucked her. Liked that did she - got her moving - keep it up bitch- feels great. The pressure on her neck increased as he moved faster and harder. Her vision narrowed as she fought for air. The fight
 
  just moved her cunt more for him and improved the feeling for him. Still she had to try - she really needed the air. Her vision grayed then blacked and her pulse roared in her ears. The fight left her and the last thing she knew was his cock shooting it's load into her, then nothing.\par
   Light and feeling returned. She was on her back with a oxygen mask over her face. Was her ordeal finally over? More water cooled her burning throat and he let her rest. The sun was past noon now and she wondered what he would do next. Removing the straps that connected her wrists to her ankles he replaced them so her hands where tied in front of her and retied her feet. Pulling on her wrists he dragged her under a pulley and hoisted her up by the wrists untill her feet left the ground. Tying her feet to a stake he left and returned with the stove and some other stuff. Hanging this way made every breath a struggle and she failed to notice the red hot iron untill it touched the side of her breast. At first it felt cold then the firey message burst in her brain and screams answered his actions. He placed a series of burns around both tits and then on both nipples replacing the iron as it cooled with a fresh hot one. Her body kicked and struggled but she could not escape the i
 
 ron's searing touchs. Time was stopped by pain again as he visited new and fresh damages to her tender body. The last thing before darkness was the awful horrible touch of the iron as he burned away her clitoris and parts of her pussy lips.She returned to pain she could never dreamed of even after all to other things she had endured. Laying in the dirt he gave her more water but all it did was let her scream  and sob more. Her body was ruined- all the places that gave pleasure had been destroyed and no man would ever love her again. No storm can last forever and she quieted down. More water and strengh returned, maybe she would live.The sun was lower now and its rays reached under the trees some.\par
   She lay on her back as it burned from the whipping earlier but it was only a bother compared to what had followed. WHERE WAS HE? Had he left, no he sat her up and recuffed her hands behind her back. Removing the restraints from her legs he stood her up and before she could do anything about it [as if she could] he placed a noose around her neck. Snugging it up and carefully placing the knot under her chin he left her to wonder what he intended next. Next was several slashes with a wire across her pixie face. She could feel the blood run from the wounds that ruined her looks and she fell the noose stopping her fall and closing her windpipe. Scrambling for footing and air she was cut again on her tits and legs by the wire whip. Getting her feet under her she tasted the sweet air as well as the blood running down her face- her poor ruined face. Another bucket of salt water washed away the blood and set her on fire again. She fell and struggled again for air- how easy to just 
 
 stop and let the rope end her suffering- but the hunger, the need for air and life would not let her evade the waves of agony. The pain recieded some and she realised her feet were no longer on the ground. He was hanging her and was walking around filming her death struggles The knot under her chin let her get sips of air but not enough to fulfill her body's burning demands. She kicked and ran and twisted  and brought her legs up to her chest and jumped against the air. Still not enought air for her crying lungs and again the graying and narrowing of her vision as she lost the fight for sweet air . Her best efforts were reduced to twitches she felt her bladder let go and as the warm piss ran down her legs the darkness won again.\par
   Once more she came to with a mask over her face. Bet you are getting tired of this arn't you? More water. More rest . It will all be over soon and you can rest and be left alone to watch the sunset. But now  lay back on this X cross while the bindings hold you tight. You won't need the butt plug anymore so out it comes. He climbed on and almost as an afterthought fucked her in her destroyed pussy. More pain but his heart was not in it and she endured it as she had endured everything. The sun was almost down now as he hooked ropes to the cross and lifted her up over the cut off pine tree - the one she had wondered about and then forgotten.\par
He lined the point up with her hole and lowered her down untill  it filled her like some  huge phallius. Waves of pain as it supported her weight and pushed up into her cervix. When the rope lifting her went slack he removed the cross and left her stuck up there like some kind of awful scarecrow. He took more shots and watched as she tried to use her hands and feet to push up off the pale that would soon finish what had been started in the morning light. Every  failed attempt to lift herself higher only ended with the deadly tree trunk just a little deeper , just a little closer to killing her , causing more pain. Again she tried to just remain still but the pain and her will to live lashed her as cruealy as his wire and she fought on under their dual spurs. Her mind seperated from the pain - she still felt it unabated and she still fought as hard and as uselessely but she also looked into the setting sun and prepared to die. It was beautiful and she was ready. All she had to
 
  do was endure and wait for her body  to lose as it must. The pole pushed thru her reproductive organs and slid past her guts. Pushing them aside like the prow of a ship it slowly made it's way to her chest cavity and as the sun touched the land it got very hard to breathe and she could feel her tender lungs rip and tear and fill with blood. It wasn't hardly worth it to cough but she had to try and the effort launched new overwelming waves of pain. She felt like the rope was back and she wondered when he had replaced it and looked in vain for it . What was stopping her air and why did she feel so full? That really was a nice sunset and she drank in it's beauty as the world grew dark and still.