A crimson fountain of blood spurted from the neck of the large buffalo as it sank to its knees for the last time. The huge beast was totally exhausted from the long chase, and was now mortally wounded. The strikingly beautiful young woman dismounted from her large stallion and ran toward the beast, excited with her conquest of the huge range animal. Her powerful horse was breathing hard and sweating profusely from the long sustatined pursuit. The girl climbed up onto the beast she had brought down. It had been an arduous chase and, like her large mount, the young lady was panting for breath as she claimed her position atop the fallen beast, to grasp in victory the shaft of her spear emerging from the male buffalo's neck.

Cassandra was buck naked, except for her white cowboy boots, her white hat and the long white streamers that were tied securely around the base of her remarkable breasts, forcing the squeezed mammaries to bulge profanely. The other riders, all male, and all of them wealthy ranch owners, pulled their horses into a circle around her and applauded her obscene performance as she postured on the beast's broad back. The downed animal was near death, and was beyond shaking the arrogant young woman off. Duke sat back in his saddle, the broad brim of his hat shading his steely eyes, and smiled as he watched the magnificent bitch posturing her overt wanton sexuality for the enjoyment of these twenty leading cattlemen who made up the Devil's Haven retreat ranch. The full breasted young woman was one of their best sex slaves, and she was dominant in the violent sports that made others of their captive young women cower.

The outrageous college girl brazen attitude and daring stood out even in an establishment like this. It was her shameless demeanor that caught Duke's attention. He was looking for a girl with her outrageous approach to sex. Duke offered the bartender five silver dollars to have the beautiful eighteen year old bury a whiskey bottle in her cum-slicked womb. He sat back and watched the bartender talk to her, and noted with satisfaction that the girl held out for two of the coins before she agreed to attempt the difficult and debasing task.

Duke was very pleased to see the girl had a price, and that she was game to degrade herself before a crowd of salivating drunks for the price of apair of stylish boots. She got the bottle into her womb, entirely buried in her love nest, but as Duke anticipated, had put the stubby neck in first, and when she tried to remove it, she discovered the power of a vacuum. With the tight rim of her vagina gripping the end of the bottle, shehad difficulty getting hold of the smooth wet glass, and when she finally got a grip on it, she was only able to get it out three inches.

As she pulled on the cunt-warmed glass, the bottle tried to suck her uterus into its slender neck, and the harder she pulled, the greater the force of the vacuum inside her, so that her puckered cervix ballooned into the bottle's neck. The bottom of the bottle acted as a lens, and those close to the bar, including Duke, could see an exciting though distorted view of the distressing action deep inside the lovely girl's most secret part. She pulled so hard on the bottle that she actually popped the hard waxy cervical plug, which flattened as it smacked against the bottom of thebottle. Of the sixty customers watching the obscene act, only Duke and a couple of others with knowledge of a woman's inner anatomy knew what had happened, but that was enough to make the minor event more interesting for them. They saw also the creamy sticky goo that oozed into the bottlefrom her deepest organ, as if the young nude's uterus was ejaculating. After nearly twenty minutes of struggle with the mysteriously stuck bottle, when Duke figured she had suffered enough of the most excruciating pain and anxiety, he stepped around the bar to help the maiden entertaining the men with her delightful misfortune. Using the barrel of his pistol as a mallet, he smashed the end of the bottle, breaking the vacuum, inside2E The nude entertainer gingerly slid the fractured glass out of her tightly gripping vagina.

Blood dripped freely from her wounded sex slit, demonstrating to Duke's satisfaction the painful internal damage he had done to the daring young bitch's pretty cunt. Despite the harshness of his solution to the problemhe had generated for her in the first place, she was clearly relieved tohave that enormous bottle out of her aching hole. She had no idea that it was Duke who had paid the bartender to persuade her to do the disgusting bottleinthehole trick and, as he had fully intended, she felt in his debt for his help. That had been his design. The madam who ran the brothel had seen the entire episode. She did not miss much that went on in her establishment, and she was suitably impressed with the way Duke had got the girl to willingly endanger herself with the bizarre trick. She was also angry that he had not cleared it with herself first. She ran a tight ship, and kept strict control of all abuse and injury to her girls. When a girl was to be damaged, it was to be withher blessing and she was to be paid for the trouble. This was her establishment, and her stock that was being abused, so she wanted her share ofthe profit. The madam was, on the other hand, a very practical person, and she knew how to spot a source of revenue, at any cost. She was quite prepared to sell both the bodies and the souls of the young ladies who worked for her.There was no limit to the requests she would satisfy, if the price was right, and she had built a reputation on doing just that. Anyone wantingto kill or have killed a woman for sport had only to come to her, and she would make the necessary arrangements. To her the life of a woman was cheap, but she ensured she made a handsome profit on any female killed onher premises.

Duke had just a few months earlier arranged for a special performance at this very brothel. He had invited several of his friends, other wealthy ranchers who shared his tastes, and were partners in his retreat ranch. They met in St. Louis, and arranged for a bizarre competition staged as a play, which they called The Black Widow's Sting. Duke had got several delighted chuckles from the Madam as he had outlined his plan during his previous visit to her establishment. She was easily as developed in her tastes as he was, and she delivered exactly what he had requested for theevening of entertainment. The evening had begun with a sumptuous dinner, served by tantalizing teens wearing only angry welts on their bare hides, produced as entertainmentbefore the meal to show the diners the forced subservience of the fourteen and fifteenyearold girls. The beating of their meat had clearly been severe, as these were not just whip marks, but were rigid elevated welts across their backs, buttocks, bellies and breasts. The swelling would last through the evening. The Madam had seen to it they had been thoroughly thrashed, and their eyes were still red from their tears. When the dinner had been cleared away, a buxom young Negress and voluptuous southern belle were escorted on stage, both wearing beautiful gowns. Both of the teenage women were strikingly beautiful, as Duke had paid forthe Madam's finest, and the Madam maintained particularly high standards2E Both gowns had full skirt hoops, as was the fashion in Europe, and made much of their impressive bosoms, creating and showcasing substantial bouncing cleavage. The black girl was escorted onto the small theater's stage by her black fiancee, and the white belle by a young clergyman, herhusband. The black wore the lace finery of a riverboat gentlemangambler, and the minister a black frock and collar of his calling. The young black couple was married right on stage in a touching ceremony,witnessed by the audience in the small theater and a pair of armed wranglers. They followed the script Duke had sketched out, and the bridegroomand minister got into an argument immediately after the service, over who was the best man. The quickly agreed it came down to which of them hadthe most imposing penis. Their pants of the black bridegroom and the minister came off, and each man stroked his penis to full erection. Both male organs were impressive. The minister's organ was circumcised, which drew a disparaging remark from the black. The minister challenged him toa duel, and they agreed to decide the issue on the spot. At gunpoint the wranglers forced the two male actors to undress completely. The cowhands used a two foot strip of leather cord to tie a tight loop around the black's balls and the base of his erection, then tied the other end in the same fashion to the minister's organs. The cord was tied so tightly the male gonads bulged beautifully, no more than a foot apart.With the slightest movement, the erect penises slapped against each other. The men were handed Bowie knives, and the vicious duel was on.

The vicious knife fight between the penisbound men was as quick as it was bloody. What surprised the ranchers enjoying the event as an audience was how long it actually lasted. They often enjoyed cock fights and dog fights, which always continued until one of the competitors was dead. Itwas no more unusual for the ranchers to witness and sometimes even arrange, as they had done this time, fights to the death between men. It was considered gentleman's sport, and these ranchers had amassed sufficient fortunes to call themselves gentlemen. They were watching a different, more exciting kind of cock fight, one with the life of a man rather than a chicken or a dog at stake. Tonight they would also take their stimulating bloodsport one step farther. Deep gashes quickly appeared on the men's faces, chests, arms and legs. With guns at their heads, and an armed opponent bound to them by the penis, each had ample reason to fight, and they did. Within three minutes the black's long dong was sliced off, and the minister's testicle sack joined the severed penis on the small stage's floor. Both men had their bellies ripped, and soon loops of intestine were slowly sliding out. Both men shit from the sheer horror of the fight, but with the extreme damage totheir gonads, neither was able to produce urine. On the other hand, thetwo buxom young women watching from the side of the small stage screamedat the excessive violence and produced smelly showers that trickled to the floor under their hooped skirts. The black was finally able to slash open the minister's throat, to the cheers of the male crowd, but before he died the aggressive young minister managed to plunge his blade into the black's heart. The dead males crumpled to the stage to the horrific screams of the two women. The two bitches, both prostitutes in the employ of the bordello, had no idea they weregoing to witness such excessive violence, nor did they know in advance what would be expected of them, or they would have saved their screams forthemselves. The two young women were stripped naked, except for their high heeled buttonhook boots. Each was given a black lace veil to wear, to mark her asa new widow. Each was now given the task of avenging the death of her husband at the hands of the other's husband. This was the extra step in the evening's entertainment. The two buxom young women were going to be forced to fight each other to the death, as the men had done. Nothing short of a killing would be acceptable. The fight would continue until one of the young ladies had killed the other. That was how Duke's script read. Duke had noted a woman's cavities located between her legs made not only natural receptacles for the penis, but were also capable of grasping objects, and when those objects were properly sized, a woman could maintain afirm grip with either her vagina or rectum. The wranglers produced a pair of bayonets, each of a different design. One of these had a stout wooden handle, and had a long flat blade with one edge sharp and the back edge ridged, not unlike the Bowie knife, but considerably larger. The other had a smaller handle, and was long, slender, sharp on both edges, and the sides of the slender blade were grooved.

Both blades were fourteen inches long, designed when used on the end of arifle, to stab and disembowel an enemy with a thrust and rip. Both would render an enemy helpless when used in this manner, but this was not howthey would be used this evening. The widows were forced to their hands and knees, their large breasts swinging beneath them, and the long kniveswere put in place. The handle of the thinner bladed bayonet was pushed deep into the rectum of the black widow. It was a tight fit, allowing her a firm grip. The stout handle of the other bayonet was forced into thevagina of the white widow, and the fit was again very good. Now each young woman was now equipped with a killing weapon in her crotch. To make the fight more interesting, the women were forced to place their wrists behind their backs, where they were tightly bound with leather cord to immobilize them. Now they would not be able to punch, gouge and scratch. They were capable only of kicking and stabbing, and only in very interesting ways. Their black veils hung down over their eyes and noses, but left an unobstructed view of their painted mouths, to allow the audience a clear view of their screams. Thanks to Duke's very inventive imagination, the men were about to witness a very interesting bitch fight. Itwould not be arm or wrist movement that would win the day, but the ability of the girls to use their entire torsos to drive their blades.

Whips simultaneously lashed at the bare buttocks of the two nudes, promoting shrill screams and prompt action. The large breasted teens moved toward each other, circling tentatively, keeping an eye on the crumpled heapthat was all that was left of the two dead male fighters. They knew in their gut their fate would be similar, but they were powerless to alter the course of the evening. Each knew she was likely to die, and her only hope was to kill her opponent before she was killed. The only option open to them was to cooperate in this heinous battle. There would be no reprieve from what they must do, and neither flinched from the fight. The white girl struck first, driving the narrow heel of her boot hard into the stomach of the black. The black was stunned, pitched forward, and immediately received a knee driven hard up into her right breast. She staggered, and fought to maintain her balance, as both girls quickly understood that to fall would make her highly vulnerable to the blade the othercarried in her crotch. Their primary thrust with their heinous crotchblades was downward. The nude young lady fighters gave their audience of ranchers a spectacular show. Lovers of dance saw a high stepping, spreadleg gavotte as the two nude prostitutes maneuvered for position while attempting to avoid harming themselves on their own blades. It was a remarkable sight to see a naked woman raise a leg high and to the side to kick, with the monstrous blade protruding from her vulva or rectum. The lean and lithe young women did preliminary damage to their opponent with their boots, but both gotin several nicks and slashes with the knives as well before the beautiful black bitch finally fell. The southern belle was upon her immediately, dropping to her knees while straddling the fallen black's upper body, facing downward. She plunged her bayonet her blade down into the black's right breast, and the black widow twisted her body at that instant, or the blade would have continued on into her chest. Instead it ripped a deep curved slash through the breast, revealing the pinkish bloody titmeat inside. The black bucked, causing the bayonet that had carved her breast to gash her upper arm, but she managed to toss the white girl off her with that bold move. The blonde belle fell onto her side, and as the black moved to get on topof her she quickly scrambled to her feet. The white cunt proved to be the superior kick fighter, as she had the ability to raise her legs higher, and to get extra leverage by launching up onto her toes when she kickedout. She also had deadly accuracy, striking at the black girl's belly, injured breast and face at will. Twice more she got the black down, and twice more got the big blade protruding from her cunt into the bitch's black meat, slicing deeply into her ribs, belly, side and buttocks.

She was less successful at avoiding the black widow's stinger. The fourteen inch blade sticking out from the black anus ripped her legs, a deep gash in her side that leaked pink intestine, and several bleeding gashes on her arms, legs and breasts as the two rolled and struggled for supremacy. Each was going for the kill, knowing there was no acceptable conclusion to the battle short of taking the life of her opponent. Neither shrunk from the task, making the fight as fast and furious as it was violent. When women set out to kill each other, the action is always interesting,and they put on an outstanding show for the appreciative audience.

The ending was as spectacular as the brutal fight. The black managed a spinkick that stunned the white bitch, knocking her flat onto her back. The black widow straddled her and dropped her knifebearing buttocks in asledgehammer blow that drove the blade right through the southern belle's belly, right through her and into the wooden floor of the stage. The white girl summoned all her strength and raised her legs so high she was able to hook her heels around the neck of the black. She pulled as hard as she could, bending the black backward, stretching the bitch's belly taut. Her movement did internal damage to her, as she was still impaled by the blade stuck in the floor. She rocked the black bitch until at last they both rolled over, the white cunt still impaled through the belly on the black's tail blade. She pulled herself off the long bayonet, and dropped onto her black opponent, plunging the bayonet in her cunt deep into the black's upper belly. The black widow, having learned well from her opponent, raised her legs and grasped the white widow's neck with her heels, and pulled the cunt backward. To do the stunt, she had to raise her hips. Jerking he legs with all the strength she could summon, she pulled the back of the white bitch's neck onto her tail blade, and jerking her legs in rapid spasms, she drove the bayonet in her anus through the white belle's throat and out through her screaming mouth.

Both widow bitches twitched and jerked in their death throes, neither improving their situation as they died on the stage for the entertainment ofthe gathered ranchers. It had been a remarkable evening of entertainment, the kind the men found enormously satisfying. The young waitresses were brought back in to take the men's semen into their wombs, colons and throats. Their sexual services were thrown in free, as the Madam had madea handsome profit from the four young lives she had provided her wealthyclients, and other than a sound whipping from which they would totally recover, the pretty young girls were undamaged by the evening of bizarre entertainment. The Madam built into her repetoir Duke's outlandish play, in which new actors were required each time. It was costly, but always ended differently, and was well worth the price to watch The Black Widow'sSting.

The bordello's Madam was a proud woman who traveled extensively, reaping the rewards of her nefarious business. She had recently returned from a trip to Europe, where she had obtained the latest in fashion. She wore agown that she had obtained in Italy, the center of modern fashion. The ladies of the courts wore the most elegant of costumes, and she had willingly paid a premium for the very best. She knew that her new outfits would be popular in her business, because they made a parody of the female body. A very revealing and uncomfortable parody. She wore an enormous buttocks extender, which made her appear to have a huge jutting set of buttocks, and which made sitting nearly impossible.

Her repair man and carpenter had fashioned a special seat to allow her tosit at the tables with her guests. Her waist was squeezed impossibly tight, to a circumference of eighteen inches. The lacing was done by her strongest bouncer, a big and very strong man, with powerful hands. She had him pull the laces on her corset until she screamed, and when she regained her composure, tighten them another inch. The bizarre girdle also squeezed tight her rib cage, and flattened the bottom half of her breasts so that the meat in her big boobs was forced upward so extremely that theyraised a formidable cleavage right up to her collar bones.

The top of the extremely restraining corset came right up over the lower half of her breasts, flattening them against her ribs, to rest against the underside of her nipples. The twin enlarged flesh buttons were squeezed so hard that they extended nearly an inch in length, and were pointed straight down, over the top edge of the tight corset. The fashion among the nobility of Italy was for the ladies of the court, who were the most beautiful of the daughters of the most wealthy men in the nation and present by invitation of the duke or lord, to be seen as erotic decoration, totitillate the lords of the court, and to provide fruit for gossip. Their bare squeezed breasts and jutting buttocks, covered by floorlength skirts, were to catch the attention of desirable men, or of the many visitors to the court, who were to be sexually satisfied upon demand.

The full skirts the ladies wore opened easily from the back without removal, to make the young ladies' more private charms easily accessible. TheCourtesans were by custom to be available to the pricks of the men in any of a dozen suitably located alcoves, and were regularly impregnated.

Any lady that was seen to be with child was immediately dismissed from the courts, and at the same time from their favored position. That was whythe highly restrictive corsets held their bellies in check, while proclaiming that there was no possible way the lady wearing one could be pregnant. Many of the bitches went months without showing, and some even died from the internal pressure of the fight between the corset and the growing infant.

Ladies who knew they were with child would keep their corset on as the pregnancy progressed, knowing that if it came off they would never get intoit again. The coveted position of Courtesan was jealously guarded that at any given time, several ladies of the court could be seen at social functions with their exposed and enlarged nipples, pointed down from the incredible pressure of their girdle on the lower part of their breasts, dribbling their fresh milk. The madam had seen the value of these bizarre fashions, and had brought back several versions for herself, recognizing that none of her customers would ever have seen such striking costumes. She wore them to good effect, and displayed her figure and her distorted breasts in them, to the definite benefit of her bank balance. In fact, she often wore the corset, black silk stockings, her fine button shoes, andnothing else. She was a sight to behold, and made her brothel more popular than any other in St. Louis. She sat down with Duke after the episode with Cassandra and the whiskey bottle, recognizing that she could turn a handsome dollar from the tastes of such a man. The cunning madam negotiated a deal with him that would keep his men in town for three more days, and line her pockets at the sametime. She persuaded him the men would be more manageable on the long ride home if they spent the next few nights holed up with her beautiful whores in a large private brothel near the docks along the Mississippi shoreline, thrusting their pricks into the fresh cuntmeat of her eager young whores, rather than jerking off by firelight out on the prairie.

When Duke agreed, she made a further proposition that caught his attention. She would provide his men with a private showing each evening they would never forget. They discussed the terms, reached agreement, and the exciting fullpackage brothel holiday was under way. Duke made certain each of his men had two voluptuous and horny young bedmates each night. These were softmouthed, velvetcunted beauties with cock gripping vaginasand colons. They cavorted for hours, getting the best in sex from the professional and well trained young cunts. He paid cash in advance for the violent sex shows the madam had proposed to keep his outfit of horny wranglers well entertained.

The madam ensured privacy at the exclusive shows she produced by leading the men down into a large basement room through a hidden trap door. The door was under a thick carpet in a storage room off the kitchen, where itwas unlikely to be accidentally discovered. That was just as well, because of the harsh and unflinching nature of the raw sexual violence entertainment she provided for them.

On the first evening of bizarre private entertainment a mature woman withenormous breasts was stretched out, hanging face down from widespread ceiling hooks. She dangled ten feet above the floor, with her large pendular breasts swinging freely below her. A rope was tied securely to each fat mammary, and loops were tied into the ropes three feet above the floor2E The cowboys wandered around her, admiring the suspended human cow and her displayed genitalia. They realized she was very big as they came close, and appreciated the extreme discomfort of her position. The men had no idea how she was to be used, but they knew by the reputation of the place that she was in for a rough time. The rumors proved to be well founded. A petite young whore no more than four feet tall was brought into the party room. She was a pretty young whore, no more than twelve years old, and was perhaps as young as ten. She stood stark naked, with a remarkably lithe figure, the kind of girl that would pass for a little boy except for the folded mound between her legs rather than a little penis. Her lips, nipples and inner vagina lips had been painted red with rouge. Her vulva had been spanked hard with a wire brush, a common trick in brothels togive small girls the appearance of being sexually aroused. The stingingtreatment to the naked and hairless pussy reddened it and parted the outer pubes by swelling them until the inner painted lips became easily visible. The painful sex organ spanking had also caused her to weep, and herbig brown eyes were seductively darkened by the redness from rubbing away her tears. She looked good enough to eat, but that was not what was intended for her at this session.

She was lifted so that she could place her feet into the loops from the suspended woman's bound breasts, and then the pretty child was lowered until the woman's big mammaries took her entire weight. The small girl was not used to this kind swing, and her legs spread out wide, fully revealing her beautifully shaped hot little cuntlet slot to the drooling men. These men loved observing the sexual charms of females, and their interestswere not influenced by size or age. As the small girl mastered the unusual swing, she swung wide and high, jerking violently on the hanging woman's tortured boobs. A whore in a bizarre leather costume came forward, carrying a vicious womanwhip. It had been a long slender buggy whip, but a rasp had been taken to the hard drywoven leather to make it rough, and then it had been baked in an oven tomake the protruding curls of raised leather very hard and sharp.

This treatment made the weapon ideal for welting, bruising, and splittingthe tender skin of a naked human female. These simple but effective conversions to whips were both popular and common in brothels throughout Europe, where the art of sexual entertainment had highly evolved, and included extensive and imaginative abuse of women. In America most brothels were merely whore houses, with a fast fuck the object of a visit. The Madame of this establishment had traveled through Europe to enlighten herselfto the more profitable practices of sexual perversion.

She had mastered the arts of female punishment, featuring severe abuse tothe bodies of nude young women, and had introduced these arts as entertainments for her wealthy customers in St. Louis. This had been her contribution to advancing the culture of the American west. The popularity ofthe violent sports and entertainments she introduced was due to the puritan backgrounds of her clients. As the west had developed, it had also provided an outlet for their rebellion against the restraints of inhibiting religion and the highly restrictive social morality that followed. With the madam's theater sports, these meatmarking whips proved their effectiveness in administering severe punishments, and for special brutal entertainments such as this one, in which painful and visible damage to the luscious meat of nude young women was required to satisfy the clients. The woman wielding the whip did so with a skill, precision, and violence that demonstrated her experience in catering to the tastes of brutal, sadistic men. She went directly for the big dangling bitch's fully displayed cunt, and did so with startling effect. The first blow was laid acrossthe right side of the suspended woman's vagina, and brought about a scream and a full twist of her torso, which jerked her breasts against the weight of the child. The bound boobs bulged obscenely, and were turning dark red from the incredible strain. The second blow was laid along the left side of the distended pubic mound, and brought about the same response2E Again the little girl was jolted by the severe involuntary reaction of her adult hostess. After two more brutal blows to her cunt, another effect of the vicious vagina whipping became obvious.

The lips of the violated female sex organ began to part, the clit thickened and extended outward as if it was being sexually aroused, and the entire female sex organ started to swell. The whip struck again, its tip snapping crisply against the delicate parted lips. The flat head of the whip actually penetrated the opening of her fuck slot, penetrating the vestibule, and tore against the screaming woman's inner vaginal wall. The small girl was so startled at the stark violence of the whipping that she stood stock still, staring upward at the target cunt. Suddenly the whip lashed up between her own parted legs, making perfect contact with her naked little cuntlet.

The tender bare pussy was struck with such brutal force that it was pressed inward, slamming instantly against the girl's inner organs, then it rebounded beautifully. Her hairless little pubic mound was built like an Aframe, with the slit along the ridge. A second blow crossed the slit, and was enough to part her little lips by swelling them out. She finally understood the brutal message, and swung hard as she was expected to do. The result of the petite girl's exerted swinging was that the woman's bigboobs, which were stretching impossibly long by the girl's weight, were pulled forward and back relentlessly, and the bulged ends were now a deeppurple from the incredible strain. This was the kind of imaginative andraw action the rowdy cowboys liked, and the proprietor of the brothel knew how to provide. The mean whore with the coarse womanwhip renewed herpitiless attack on the big bitch's swollen vagina, causing the mercilessly battered sex organ to swell out even more prominently, and as it did so the internal fuck muscle began to fold out, revealing the light pink meat of the inner cockgripping shaft. It looked as if the bitch was gradually shitting out her own cunt.

This was a truly remarkable display of bitch control and punishment, and the luscious prostitute with the whip proved herself to be a deserving mistress. The woman's tortured mammaries were so terribly distorted that at last the little girl's feet actually reached the floor. The big boobs were so distended that the nipples were standing out like thumbs, from the incredible internal pressure. The veins near the surface of her breasts stood out so strongly that they cast shadows.

The tortured bitch was unable to get anything more than a rough scraping sound from her badly strained throat. Now the whip began to split the exposed flesh of her badly distended vagina, and droplets of her blood began to speckle the floor beneath her. She was suffering incredible pain, but was otherwise virtually unmarked. The brothel owner knew how to preserve her bitches to optimize their value to her. Her cunt would heal, andher resilient breasts would likely resume their original shape within a few weeks.

As a final insult, the whip caught the little girl again, this time across her bare belly and around onto her buttocks, snapping sharply and causing her to jerk on the ropes. In that brief instant the suspended woman'sbuttocks parted as a response to the pain, and the tip of the whip foundthe bud of her anus, which was standing out from the violent beating shewas enduring. The sensitive nerves in her rectum sent a sharp shock of pain up through her spine and her digestive track, forcing the bitch to lose bladder control, and the girl on the stalled swing received an unexpected golden shower. The men laughed at her plight, then headed up to their rooms, their rigidcocks eager for the luscious whores that awaited them in their beds. Itwas reward time for the cowboys, and they were getting Royal treatment. It was the kind of thing that built an unshakable loyalty, and Duke required that of his men, so that they would willingly do anything asked of them.

On the second evening the wranglers watched a pair of athletic young women box each other. The able bodied girls wore only their high cut button boots, and a pair of tightly fitting leather gloves, without padding. They battered each other's bare breasts and bellies with rapid flurries of direct blows. Their powerful punches flattened and bulged the other's breasts, and the blonde managed to knock the brunette off her feet with a full roundhouse jawcracking uppercut.

After more than ten minutes of furious and brutal action, the girls were given a brief rest. They sat back, their legs akimbo, displaying their sex organs, breathless and sweating like real street fighters. The nose of the whore with the broken jaw was bleeding profusely, and the left eye of her opponent was nearly swollen shut. They slumped on their stools just long enough for their male handlers to change the gloves they wore. To make the bout more interesting, the new gloves included metal weapons. The blonde had cubeshaped brass studs on her gloves, and the brunette'stight gloves were fitted with halfinch long steel spikes. The excitingcuntfight, put on for the entertainment of the visiting cowboys, was about to turn extremely nasty. The cowboys were about to be entertained ina fashion they could appreciate. If there was anything that would turn on a cowboy, it was brutal sexual violence. This bitchfight was promising to turn into an interesting brawl. The first ten minutes had produced two black eyes, a bleeding nose, a broken jaw, a split lip and some minor bruises and abrasions, mostly on the face, arms and breasts. Now the action was not only going to be more damaging,but the results were highly likely to be skewed in favor of the brunette2E The metal cubes were capable of splitting flesh, but the spikes would rip the naked blonde's meat. There was no way the blonde could take a punch without being cut up. It was a delicious setup. The man standing at the side of the ring with his gun drawn let them know that their only choice was to fight. The nude girls were still puffing and sweating whenthey were thrust again into center of the small fight ring.

As soon as they came forward, the blonde spotted the gross inequity in the brutal fist weapons. Suddenly desperate, the beautiful blonde cunt took the initiative and unleashed a hot tumult of telling blows at her foe, crossing with a ripping left to the breasts as a setup, followed by a right to the chin, which broke the pretty brunette's jaw. Now in one respect they were equal. The brunette bitch countered late but with passion asshe drove her left fist into the blonde's belly, Driving the short glovespikes into the bitch's bacon and knocking the wind out of the tired cunt. This brought the blonde forward, with her crimson blood oozing from the ripped puncture wounds.

Now the hot brunette went to work on the big boobs. This was war, and the severe damage to her face was unforgivable. The blonde tried valiantlyto protect herself with her arms, but they took as much abuse as her bigmilk bags. She was in trouble, and she was sure her friend was going tomake her pay severely for the damage she had done to her face. As she staggered backward, her cunt was exposed, and the brunette gave her several rapid and fleshsplitting blows to her pubic area that had the same impact on her sex organ as she had taken to her boobs. She was being cut toribbons. The injured blonde hit the canvas deck hard, and rolled. As the brunette moved over her, she caught her feet in the aggressor's legs and brought her down.

She moved over the fallen bitch, pinning one arm beneath her, and pummelled her tight studded fists into the brunette's big boobs, splitting the bulging tit meat with the merciless battering. The frantic bitch on the bottom tried to counter with her free hand, digging her tiny spikes into the hip and thigh of her vicious enemy. She raked the spikes on her tightleather gloves across the blonde's tense belly, slashing at the naked flesh ruthlessly. Her large breasts made effective punching bags, giving the men in the audience great visual impact as her impressive flesh globeswere smashed and bulged from the tenacious punishment they were taking. The battering violation was not only damaging, but was extremely painful, and in reckless desperation, she jerked out her other fist which she was lying on, painfully ripping the muscles of her back in the process. She went at the kidneys of the combative girl sitting on her, slashing the tender flesh of the beautiful bitch's sides, and in seconds the blonde bounded off her to escape the horrific spikes.

As she flew off, she kicked the heel of her boot down hard on the brunette's face, smashing the proud nose. The men loved this tough action, and let the girls know it. The brunette was momentarily stunned by the horrendous kick to her face, and when the blonde got to her feet, she went at her downed foe with her boots, merciless in the intensity and choice of targets. She went first at the bitch's sides, then got between her legs and went after her cunt with the vicious pointed toes, booting the exposedsex organ with passionate aggression. Her efforts were rewarded by shouts of encouragement from the men and screams of horror from her victim.

The brunette managed at last to roll over, and struggled to her feet. She saw the terror in the blonde's eyes as she raised her spiked gloves, and she went at the cruel bitch with a vengeance. Her onetime friend had been so pitiless in her brutal attack on her, she was going to teach thatdeceitful bitch a lesson she would never forget. The men could care less which of the bitches won. They wanted to see brutal bloody action, andthat was exactly what the naked fighting girls were giving them. These rugged cowboys liked their meat rare and their sex entertainment violent.These naked bleeding bitches were as rare as the horny wranglers could wish.

The blonde backed into a corner of the ring, and leaning back, presented herself as an ideal target. As the two beautiful whores screamed obscenities and profanities at each other, the brunette attacked the cornered blonde. The blonde brought her foot up in a devastating kick at the charging brunette's cunt with a blow so hard it cracked the bitch's pelvic bone, but in delivering it she also broke her own ankle. The brunette pounded and slashed at the blonde's bleeding breasts and belly with a vengeance, pummeling the spiked gloves into the fairskinned bitch with battering,meatripping blows.

With every brutal punch, the hideous metal spikes on her gloves puncturedand viciously ripped the tender meat of the blonde's naked torso. This was frantic brutal bitch fighting at it very best. The madam knew how tomake her girls produce for the cowboys, manipulating the young cunts through the use of drugs and intimidation. These obscene young women were out to hurt each other severely, and were succeeding. The men had their jeans open and were all rapidly pumping on their rigid lustgorged penisesas they watched the carnal battle of the naked cunts. This was the bestaction they had seen since they arrived in town. These nude women were trying desperately to kill each other before they were killed, and the men appreciated their wild desperation, and the brutal action it inspired. All of a sudden as the frantic blonde brought the bony point of her knee up into the brunette's bare crotch with such force that her foe fell overbackward, and crashed to the bloodied canvas. Immediately the blonde dropped her knees onto her, digging one knee into the brunette's upper belly, driving the wind from her lungs, and the other onto her throat, squeezing closed her windpipe. The elated blonde pissed all over the big gorgeous bleeding breasts of the heaving and choking bitch in victory. She glanced up at the madam.

With a small but definite movement, the woman shook her head, denying hersilent request. She screamed out her anguish and aggression as she feltthe bitch below her going limp, and the unconscious cunt's lovely limbs were quivering in spasms as the blonde was finally pulled off her fallen and defeated foe. The men stood around the small ring and ejaculated onto the brunette as she regained consciousness, coughing and gagging from her near brush with death. The Madame had denied the blonde the total victory she would have been able to brag about had she been permitted to kill her opponent. The brunette was still of value to the brothel, and would live to fight again.

For the final evening of entertainment, Duke paid a premium, and his men were treated to a rare show. Duke had purchased from the corrupt madam the life of one of her girls. In a special performance, the girl's life would be taken in a real latenight snuff party in a small secret violentsex theater in the large establishment's deepest inner recess. Of course, a fresh girl was obtained for this exclusive event, an attractive younglady with no close connections, and no customers at this house of pleasure. She was chosen not only for her startling good looks, but also because there was little chance she could ever be traced to this house of ill repute. Even with the sheriff a regular customer, who liked to frolic naked with the girls, using a horse whip on them, the madam could not be too careful. The girl she had selected was taken involuntarily onto the staff on a "temporary" basis to appear in just this one special performance. She was ahairdresser in a shop that serviced a high class clientele. She had reached the legal age of fifteen, so there would be no chance of trouble later for the brothel, although protection was so effective that there were seldom problems of any kind with the law. In St. Louis girls not yet fifteen were not allowed to enter brothels, even to work, so the establishments had to raise their own little girls, the daughters of whores, so that the girls born there would never have to enter, and thus break the law.

The fifteen year old girl selected to donate her young life was short andslender, with a full bosom and slender waist. She was inspected by Dukewhen she arrived, and he approved of her as the subject for the snuff tobe performed. The stark room was furnished with a stout circular woodencounter complete with a polished brass foot rail. The bar was in the shape of a horseshoe, open at one end and in the middle. In the center of the open space, which everyone at the bar would face for a full view of the action, was a heavy wooden butcher block. The space below the curved bar provided holding shelf space for hundreds of implements and pieces ofhighly specialized torture equipment, some of it imported from Europe and China, and much of it made to order by a local blacksmith.

This room was well equipped for this kind of event. A snuff, the taking of a young lady's life in a torture performance, was an expensive but notunusual request, and this room was commonly used for such performances. Even though the central feature of the room was wiped clean after each killing, and was used for cutting meat in the establishment's kitchen mostof the time, the big butcher block was stained with the blood of many young ladies and women whose lives had ended here for the amusement of paying customers. In opposite corners of the room a pair of girls, stripped down to their panties and their fashionable high heeled button boots, their wrists bound together behind their backs, hung by cords tightly bound around their big breasts. They remained motionless, gently swinging fromthe movement of their breathing, attempting to minimize the excruciatingpain in their big distorted tits, pulled severely upward by the girls' own weight.

The tiny breeze from the entry of the men was enough to set one of the dangling bitches moving. Her face showed her agony, but she had the restraint to hold back her scream, knowing it would greatly increase her movement and her desperate suffering. These pretty bitches were simply decorations. The men admired the simplicity and effectiveness of this exquisitetorture, background to the real event. When all of the men were settled at the round counter, and served drinks by a pair of nude waitresses, the pretty teen who was to be the central piece of the evening was brought in. There were no preliminary acts for an evening like this. The girl was introduced as Melissa. Her flared waist was even more pronounced when she was naked. She was only five feet tall, and had her long blonde hair braided and woven into a ring around her head.

Melissa had full pointed breasts, that sat high on her chest, which was common on girls in their early teens who developed big tits. Her small lips, erect nipples and pert vagina lips were painted bright red, a lustrous color that contrasted nicely with her pale, supple skin. She was very attractive as she was escorted through the narrow break in the counter, stepping into the enclosed area. She wore gold chains, that held her wrists together behind her back, and joined her ankles, forcing her to take tiny steps.

The man who had brought her in lifted her by the waist, so that she stoodon the butcher block, like a slave at auction. Tears welled in her eyes, and she was trembling deliciously with fear. The beautiful girl had inthe space of an hour stepped from the security of the bustling hub city of St. Louis into another world, kidnapped by a wealthy woman who's hairshe had cut and curled every week for the past several months.

The important woman, who the other girls at the hair dressers said ran a filthy whore house, had always treated her very well, and had given her big tips when she did her hair, and they had become good friends. She hadtold Melissa just yesterday that she had a beautiful settee she would like to give her for her apartment, so Melissa had told her where she lived, in order that the furniture could be delivered. When Melissa had got home, a man had been waiting for her. He had brought her out to a rented carriage, and she was whisked away from the security of her uncomplicatedlife. Now she stood, stark naked and wearing scandalous red wax paint on her lips and privates like a wanton whore, being ogled by sinful men with sexual lust in their eyes. She was certain she had fallen into the hand of the devil. This proved to be true. She was left alone, standing on the bloodstained butcher block, which hadbeen brought down from the kitchen less than an hour before. Eight feetfrom her, in all directions, were the men, sipping their drinks and looking at her trembling nakedness. She averted her head, turning from the men she faced, so that she was continually turning, and unintentionally giving all of them a good view of her excellent figure and her feminine charms. Melissa trembled in fear. She felt dirty, although she was spotlessly clean. They were all ogling her as if she was nothing more than a piece of meat, about to be butchered.

She was an excellent choice as subject for the evening's perverse entertainment. As she stood alone, slowly turning in her total humiliation and misery, her brave tears turned to open sniffling, progressing to heavy sobbing. She could not cover her face or her genitals with her hands chained behind her back. Her knees were soon trembling so badly that she had to bend them to keep her balance. At last she dropped to her knees on the large wooden block, weakened by her terror. her head bowed in shame, her whole body trembling. The pretty young girl was gradually losing control.

None of the watchers moved to help her. The rugged wranglers were in no hurry, and their drinks were refreshed by the two nude girls brought to serve them as they enjoyed seeing the chained teenager's growing distress.The men all knew the inevitable outcome, if not all the details, of thecaptive girl's visit to this evil clandestine room. Without prompting, the pretty girl continued her solo act of self debasement. She continued to slowly fold forward, then her shoulders touched the butcher block, and she rested there sobbing, her spread buttocks propped high in the air, giving a full view of her genitalia to the men behind her. She had now lost control to the extent that her pretty vagina lips parted, and she shot out an involuntary spray of her urine, pissing the steaming yellow jet of her private water nearly across to the counter. One of the nude waitresses was sent into the big circle with a damp perfumescented towel to clean up the resulting warm puddle.

It was expected by the proprietor of this house of pleasure that the degenerate establishment's sex show clients would enjoy the sights of defecation, whether spontaneous, as in this case, or forced, when fundamental control was somehow maintained by the debased female subject. However, because the odors of excrement were generally considered offensive, the offal matter was always immediately removed by the trained naked waitresses, unless the client requested otherwise. These rugged wranglers were well conditioned to the pungent aromas of cattle, horse and human excrement around the prairie camps, but when the madam had discussed the details of the program she proposed with Duke, he had not requested the excrement material be left in place. The girl kneeled on the heavy butcher block, her boobs, her shoulders, and her turned cheek resting on the surface, which was slightly moist from the tallow and blood of raw beef. Her tummy heaved with her sobbing, causing a bucking action, which made her rouged vagina and puckered anus, clearly visible in the hollow of her spread buttocks, to pulse and wink at the men erotically. She proved to be an excellent choice for this demonstration of total bitch control.

Melissa had become one with the butcher block, and to enforce the position she had assumed on her own, a man entered the ring. He was large, muscular, and dressed in black leather, including a leather hood. He unchained her ankles, spread them wide, and chained them to steel hoops on the sides of the block. She was now properly prepared to begin her terminal session. The lovely naked young bitch was about to become human meat. She was so out of control by her fear that she pressed herself down againstthe surface of the bloodstained block, requiring no restraint. The manpicked up a tool that was designed for placing grommets in canvas.

These were the copper rings that were set and crimped into holes to allowfor cords to be attached to the canvas to draw it tight without the danger of ripping. The crimping tool looked like a very large set of pliers,and only a man with a large and powerful hand could operate it. This was such a man. Melissa screamed as he touched her tender vagina lips, andshe cringed as he pulled one of the tender painted petals out from its nest in her neatly trimmed pubic mound. The men watching the obscene act were amazed at how elastic the fleshy lips of her cunt were. He placed the tool over the stretched meat, and in a powerful squeeze, the device pierced and crimped in place a half inch brass grommet.

The crimp was so tight that there was only a single drop of blood from the incredible piercing of her sex organ. When he released the pierced lip, the heavy grommet pulled it down, stretching it out from the lovely female organ that was its home. The men gathered on the side of the circle that gave them an ideal view of the proceedings at the rear of the kneeling teenager and her perfectly presented though violently violated sex organ.

The hooded man took the opposing cunt lip, stretched it out as far as possible, and with his powerful hand squeezed into place a second grommet. The girl's face was white with shock as the second grommet was crimped into place in the fleshy lip of her vagina, and as the cruel tool was removed, she got off her scream. Now a second, much larger, tool was taken from a shelf under the round counter. This new implement was similar to the grommet tool, but it had handles nearly two feet long. In its curved jaws was an iron ring, open on one side. One end of the two inch ring waspointed, and the other end was hollow, to take the point into itself. The tool was designed to close the open ring, when squeezed by two muscular arms. The powerful hooded man placed the business end of the tool over the Achilles tendon of Melissa's leg, above the heel and behind the ankle. The open end of the ring bit into the meat of her leg, and as he pressed the handles together, the point pierced itself right through the narrow part of the leg, until it had driven into the concave end, permanently locking the metal ring into place. The pain that this cruel, simple, but effective operation produced was extreme, and Melissa found it unbearable.

The naked bound girl writhed and screamed in horrific agony, to the delight of the allmale audience. When she began to settle back to a heavy sobbing, her hooded master placed a second open ring in the device, and pierced her other ankle as he had the first. Her reaction was the same, butagain came under control. The chains had been fastened tightly, restraining the naked girl from kicking more than a inch, but she flexed her painfully pierced foot, giving the tough male audience a view of her range of motion. Because of her extreme agony, she was moving the shapely anklethrough its full range in her struggle. The hooded master placed a third ring in the heinous device, and with little ceremony, pierced it through the septum in Melissa's nose. The beautiful young hairdresser was now noseringed like a bull. Next the man took a pair of gold chains and threaded them through the grommets in her vagina lips. He attached the other end of the short chains to the rings in her ankles, restraining her from moving her hips too far forward. He climbed up onto the butcher block, straddling her, and standing up, he hooked the end of a third chain to a hoop in the ceiling. Jumping down, he lifted her head and attached the other end to the ring in her nose, painfully elevating her front end, with her nose ring bearing much of her weight2E

The men watching the intricate death show got their pants open to access their erections, and they began masturbating at the erotic sight, pumpingtheir great erect dongs that were soon all dribbling the first signs of their preejaculation fluids. They would automatically reduce the rate of stroking the rigid poles, to hold the level of arousal to a point at which their premature sexrapture would not interfere with their enjoyment of the entire event. Now that Melissa was fully positioned and restrained, it was time to begin with the progressive terminal exploitation of her impressive physical charms. She was about to die for the amusement of the all male audience, and her demise would be a painful as the skilled craftsman could make it.Her master began with an ornately carved box of acupuncture needles left with the madam by an appreciative Chinese client, as a gift to the torture room.

These eight inch long needles had pencilthick and inch long wooden heads. They had been designed to have the tips placed painlessly under the skin and to be gently turned, then left in place for a brief period before being removed. The sadistic Chinaman had bent the sharp tips into tinyhooks, so that they would be painful going in, and damaging coming out of punctured female flesh.

He took one of the beautifully crafted needles out of the box, and held it before the terrified eyes of the bound girl. Her eyes bulged as she realized its potential, and in light of what had happened to her in the past twenty minutes, she knew there was every chance the worst she could imagine would happen to her. These people showed no restraint, but were teaching her how inhuman some people could be to others, just for the shock value. The thick ring through her nose forced Melissa to breathe throughher mouth, but this in no way impeded her ability to scream.

She produced a shrill whistling squeal when the master grasped one of herdangling breasts and thrust the needle into the tender titmeat. He pressed the needle steadily until the shaft was buried to its wooden head. The hooked tip of the needle pushed out the skin on the other side of thesoft orb of her breast, then it burst through. A drop of her blood crept along the length of the wooden head, hesitated, then it dropped to the butcher block. This crimson marker was to be the first of many.

Twenty minutes later the pretty young girl's breasts were filled with thedestructive needles, including one pushed straight in through the centerof her erect painted nipples. She also had the heinous needles stickingthrough her cheeks, her neck, her buttocks, and all around her anus and vagina. The most painful of needle all for her was one that was thrust through her clit, that had its hook buried deep inside the meat of her sexorgan. The master grasped the needles in her nipples and slowly pumped them in and out, so that the hooked tips began to slice the tender tit meat from the inside. He left them inside her, but now the blood was dripping steadily from the stuffed and ripped milk ducts. She could not believe that these people could deliberately damage another person so mercilessly. She had fallen into the hands of monsters. Melissa's throat was being scraped raw from her incessant screaming, and her shrill piercing screams filled the soundproofed room. The horrors the tortured girl was experiencing caused one of the young women hanging byher big titties in the corner to pee in her panties. One of the nude waitresses heard the splash of her unexpected tinkle, and moved over with aperfumed towel to clean up the warm amber spill. As the girl was on her knees mopping up the puddle, the master took a long slender womanwhip from a shelf and lashed out at the stretched belly of the offending woman. She bucked and kicked her long shapely legs, and paid the price for this exaggerated movement. She jolted against the cord that held her by her big bound breasts, and the hefty mammaries ballooned severely, turning an even deeper purple from the strain. She quickly resumed her motionless posture, but continued to swing from the traumaticaction. Her panties were now soaking wet, which made them also quite transparent. Now the hooded master selected a new device, a remarkable machine imported from Germany. It was designed to stretch the female sex organ from theinside. It was little larger than a banana, so that it could, with adequate force, be fit into the most modest vagina. With sufficient force, it could even be inserted into the womb of a virgin.

Through an ingenious gear system, the device expanded its diameter as a crank on one end was turned. Once the heinous machine was implanted and expanded inside a woman's womb, a second system with a spring mechanism thrust thick spikes into the victim's vagina wall and uterus, permanently anchoring the device. The only way to remove it would kill the victim by viciously ripping out her entire gonads. The girl was silent as she examined the strange metallic device being displayed before her. She had at first no idea from its appearance what it was designed to do to her. Gradually as she examined it, its use came toher, and as the implications slowly sunk in, the hysterical young lady regained full use of her considerable soprano voice.

The master put the tip of the device against the spread lips of her pretty vagina, and without preparation, pushed hard on it, forcing it to slideup inside her. The pain and blood the insertion produced startled them all. The pretty young bitch was a virgin! When the appliance was buriedto the limit inside the teenager's newly opened cock holster, he began to turn the crank handle that stuck out of the end.

Slowly the metal walls slid against each other, and the monstrous female torture apparatus began to expand, forcing her pretty cunt to widen. Hermaster had concern for neither her comfort nor her safety. He continuedto turn the crank, stretching her inexperienced vagina and her ability to produce earsplitting screams as the tight organ was expanded.

Melissa attempted to buck her hips, and paid the price. The chains holding her cunt lips to her heels were stretched to the limit, and pulled herpierced inner folds out grotesquely. He paused to take up a split cane and slash with it at the exposed meat of her back, sides, breasts and thighs. He also landed several sharp blows to her tender pussy lips and thebud of her anus, causing the screaming girl's pouting pink rectum to visibly swell out. The deeper pink of her inner colon began to appear, likea gradually unfolding flower. The men laughed when, from the center of the pretty anal flower emerged the brown tip of a firm stool. Her masterwas beating the living shit out of her. The master replaced the cane, and as he did this, the girl's brown shit mouse retreated into its hole. He resumed his work with the crank handle protruding from her stuffed vagina, and the effect was immediately visible. The round hole that was her cunt grew, stretching to a full four inches measured at the strained rim, and much larger inside the stretched fleshshaft.

The pain she experienced was incredible, and she was letting everyone in the room know the extent of her agony. At last the handle stopped, as the device was expanded to its full limit. He reached in and felt for the internal trigger, then suddenly the powerful spring system was released, thrusting heinous spikes deep into the teenager's uterus and the muscle walls of her inner vagina. They were so long that several of them burst out through her lower tummy. Now Melissa was in deep, deep trouble. There was now no possibility of escaping her dreadful fate. She was unable to move, and the incredible instrument buried in her womb was locked in permanently. Now she passed the stool she had revealed a few moments earlier and two others followed it2E The naked waitresses moved in with their damp towels and cleaned up the offal. She was starting to fade from the severity of the brutal and violent action.

It was time for the pretty young lady to receive her final therapy. The madam gave the signal, and a door opened. The naked serving girls moved quickly to it, and brought in a long and heavy steel pole. The serious metal shaft was two inches thick, and six feet long. The lovely nude waitresses carried the pole into the large ring, and carefully handed the heavy device to the hooded master. He took it from them, and they resumed their duties in providing drinks to the audience of wranglers. The excited cowboys now knew how the young woman's life was to be taken. The tortured Melissa found new life as she saw the long shaft and imagined its use. She was striking to see, kneeling on the bloodied butcher block, held securely in place by the nose ring chained to the ceiling, and her ankles chained to the hoops in the side of the block. The men who made up the small exclusive audience whooped with elation as the master pressed the rounded tip of the heavy shaft against the forlorn teenage girl'sfreshly evacuated rectum. With a firm pressure, he slid the rough metal pole into her, violating the virgin tail of her digestive track. Her pulsing anus gripped desperately at the cold invading steel. Melissa screamed in short gasping breathsas the thick rod was thrust deeper into her, filling her colon. The humiliation and pain she had experienced earlier came nowhere near this, because the rude intrusion into her body was more menacing and terrifying than anything she could imagine. Melissa could tell from the determination with which the long instrument was being thrust into her that the tight fold at the end of her colon would not stop it. The hooded master was determined to push it right up into her guts. She and the watching audience knew from the length of the weapon being used that this calamitous invasion of her fundament would not stop short of full impalement. The pretty young bitch was now no more than historyinthemaking. She shook and sobbed hysterically, and clearlyunderstood that the lethal event nearing its climax was solely for the profane entertainment of these few privileged wranglers. She made a delightful sex object. As the shaft was given a hard thrust to drive it through the wall of her gut and on into the tight pack of her viscera, she jerked so hard in response that her legs kicked back and bucked, which ripped the round copper grommets out of her stretched cunt lips. The torn flesh spurted her blood, which splashed onto the wooden surface on which she knelt. She now had more room for movement, although her ankles were still securely chainedto the butcher block.

When the steel pole was deep into her belly, the master moved around in front of her, grabbed her nose chain, and lifted her up so that she kneeled upright. He drew his pistol, and pressed the end of the muzzle deep into her navel. Taking careful aim, he squeezed the trigger. Everyone held their breath waiting for it. The 45 slug blasted deep into her gut. Even with the roar of the big revolver's discharge in the small room, the men heard the sound of the slug striking the steel shaft inside her. The gutshot girl moaned and sagged. The hooded master worked quickly now, not wanting to let her expire before he had completed exercising his craft. He thrust on the shaft up her ass with all his might, guiding and driving it past her stomach, between her lungs and scraping by her heart,then on up into her throat. The girl's neck showed the progress of the shaft up through her gullet, and at last it emerged through her mouth. She was now fully and artfully impaled. Her bulging eyes moved, the only remaining sign of life in the impudent young lady.

To complete his assignment, her hooded master once more moved in front ofthe impaled girl, his gun drawn. He placed the muzzle firmly against her forehead between her eyes, and pulled back the hammer. These men knew well and appreciated the violence of the gun, and they were ready for devastation. The horny wranglers were mesmerized, and held their breath as the hooded man squeezed off a single devastating shot that blew off the back of the girl's head. The wranglers cheered the powerful sadist's decisive mastery of the lovely teenager. The beautiful young bitch had provided with her impressive though involuntary total sacrifice an enjoyable and memorable evening of amusement for the men, who were about to begin the long and arduous journey home.

During their stay in St. Lewis, Duke identified the women and girls fromthe city he wanted to take with him as fresh livestock, selecting most of the choice "cunt meat on the hoof" from the hallways of the city's small university, and from an exclusive private finishing school for girls. They made a long list of prime young females ranging in age from ten to twentyfour. He selected carefully, picking only the most attractive females for the stock he was assembling. Duke then made the plans to procurethem with the minimum of trouble. Cassandra proved to be a smart and capable yet fresh country girl. She was on her own for the first time, and although a gifted student, she was also out for a good time. Best of all, she knew the true value of her impressive physical assets, and how to capitalize on them. Duke used her as a collector, and by promising her an ample cash reward, got her to assist him in painlessly collecting the numerous females identified as desirable for his enterprise. None of the people at the university knew how she earned her extra money,and none of them suspected the kind of work she did across the tracks inthe bar near the mammoth stockyards. She had established a good reputation in her studies, and she dressed well, so it was believed she had wealthy parents. Both of these benefits earned her respect, which positionedher to repay her debt to Duke in the most meaningful way. She persuadedthose young women he had selected as stock to join in a brief but secretadventure. She believed that was what was being offered to the girls, and accepted the invitation herself. On the day of departure, six of wranglers staged a lightning raid on the exclusive private girl's finishing school. They boldly walked in, lined the girls and their teachers up, and inspected them. They forced the teenage girls and young women to slip down their panties, lift their dresses, and bend over, so that their fully displayed cunnies and rectums could be carefully examined. From the eight classrooms they selected thirty young girls and five of their teachers. They spent more than an hour raping and slitting the throats of the seventy rejects. Then they loaded their bound and gagged sex prizes aboard a covered wagon. As they left, theytorched the three buildings, which would delay and confuse an investigation. The secret ranch retreat had been operating for three years, and each year Duke made the cattle drive into an opportunity to procure fresh female stock for the clandestine organization. With total secrecy, Duke and hiswranglers left St. Louis with three wagons loaded with a cargo of live cuntmeat. This was prime bitch on the hoof. In the first large covered wagon were twenty young army wives, who believed they were going to see their husbands before the men left on a long assignment on the Mexican border. The second wagon contained a stable of twentythree gorgeous young women from the university who believed they were setting off on a high adventure. This belief would be realized beyondthe scope of their most terrifying nightmares. Bringing up the rear wasthe large covered wagon with its precious cargo of darling eighteen yearold girls from the finishing school. All of the occupants of this wagonremained bound and gagged, to make the trip easier for the wranglers. The girls and women riding in the wagons ahead believed that rear wagon inthe small convoy was filled with provisions and equipment for the camp they would occupy. In fact, four wagons of provisions had departed for the secret ranch three days earlier. The ladies and girls were surprised when the wagon came to the edge of the recessed valley. There had been no sign of it as they had approached it; it had looked like another large draw or dry gulch. Instead they saw a flat bottomed valley that at this point was nearly half a mile wide. Set in the middle of it was an unusually large rambling ranch house with asecond floor above the first, a couple of large stock barns, some smaller outbuildings which could provide accommodation for hired hands, and three large corrals.

The gate they passed under had a large DH brand on either end, and in themiddle was the name DEVIL'S HAVEN. A dozen young grinning wranglers rode out to meet them, and made obscene remarks about the fine quality of the females that had been procured. The women were shocked at the remarks,but what was said gave them a terrifying chill as they realized the horrible deception that had brought them out here onto the prairie, far from the security of the city. The new bitch stock had arrived. The ranch now had a fresh supply of cunts.

Cassandra, nearly seventy other young women, and the thirty school girls were kept in a large bunkhouse. During the day were kept naked in an open corral, near the corral in which the horses were kept. The had little relief from the blazing sun. They were guarded by wranglers armed with long womanwhips, and the vicious sting of the lash effectively kept them under control. The wealthy ranchers had long ago discovered that the whip was the most effective tool for bitch control, and they had easily mastered both the vicious weapon and the cunts they took captive. Not all of the captive females had come to the secret ranch retreat with the last raiding party. Five of the women had been in this remote camp for nearly two years, having somehow avoided becoming involved in the moredeadly sports that were featured here. The captive women were not allowed to go out of the corral to use the outhouses used by the wranglers, but were told instead to make use of the numerous gopher holes to piss and shit into when they had to defecate.

The captive females were fed well by the boys in the cookhouse, and once a month when the vet came to check health of the horses, he also looked over the women. His visit occurred at the end of the third week after thearrival of this year's batch of captive cunts, and the old vet found that Cassandra's beautiful vagina had healed up perfectly from the cruel glass slashes from the broken bottle trick.

All of the girls in the herd of human mares were declared healthy and fit, and the vet proposed that to keep them that way, they be chased out in the open, forced to run over the rolling hills covered only with the prairie's dry grasses, kept in a constant state of stark panic by the rugged men on horseback.

Every morning the women and girls started their day by being stampeded bythe wranglers, herded by the mounted ranch hands as if they were cattle.This forced exercise and the excellent nutrition they received from theboys in the cookhouse kept the naked human female stock in prime condition.

Cassandra stood in the hot sun on the back of the fallen buffalo out on the open prairie, displaying her voluptuous body to these wealthy horsemen2E She spread her knees and shamelessly masturbated for them, stimulating her clit so that it rose out of its fleshy hood, and rubbing up her full vagina lips until she produced a glistening lather of her orgasm. Shedid not yet fully grasp her relationship to them, but clearly understoodwhat was expected of her. This was really a weird situation, but the daring ranch girl found it exciting.

They were a full day's ride away from the nearest ranch, and this cunt hunt had taken them more than an hour from the secret retreat buildings in the bottom of the hidden small valley. Here on the open prairie, with its incredible spread of grasslands and gently rolling hills the wealthy ranchers had total control of these girls, and Cassandra knew and fully accepted that they required her to do outrageous things.

The spear she had used for the kill stood up out of the animal's neck, and now that her sex meat was fully moistened, she thrust her cunt onto theend of the jutting shaft, using it as a dildo. She humped and ground her hips in erotic action, bringing on a string of eruptive orgasms, which were real erotic discharge of her high sexual energy, including everything but ejaculation, for the delight of her audience. This remarkable university student and prostitute was clearly the best cowgirl they had ever found, and she was getting better with each event.

She had actually volunteered to train the other two girls for this buffalo hunt, and when one girl had got ahead and fallen from her mount, she had purposefully run her galloping horse over the downed nude, trampling her to death rather than lose ground on the buffalo. The horses of the girls following her also trampled across the fallen nude, but she was likelydead before they got their hooves onto her. It was Cassandra's mount that hit her first, and the fast horse had got her naked body with all fourhooves as it charged after the herd of stampeding buffalo. These rich beef barons had developed this club for the sole purpose of satisfying and acting out their outlandishly bizarre violent sexual fantasies. Duke was the one who had brought these men together, and had dared them into forming the atrocious association they now enjoyed. Their grouphad, for the past five years, procured gorgeous women and beautiful young girls from far afield, bringing them across the barren prairie to this remote virgin location, and had enslaved them, to utilize in their violent sexual events.

They had started with just four captive ladies, and had sexually abused them throughout the first year, until the increasingly violent abuse had been too much for the cunts, and three of them had died during a single evening of brutal sexual excesses. The next year they had brought twenty cunts to the ranch as involuntary guests, and planned for the death of at least one of them in each of their several weekend visits for gross sexual debauchery.

For their third season they included in the larger herd of captive bitches a number of eighteen year old school girls. These young but fully developed cunts had at first been brought out to the ranch to be erotic servants. When one of these pretty teenage gems required punishment one weekend, the group of wealth cattlemen agreed that abusing the girls was a rewarding experience, and from that time onward they had ensured that girls as well as women were selected and well represented in the annual cunt gathering excursions into the big cities.

The special females that they gathered had both willingly and unwillinglyparticipated in events which began as erotic but which, by design, turned to severe sexual violence. These were varied performances, mostly designed by Duke, in which the female participants were humiliated, raped, beaten and tortured, and in which they were required to perform obscene andoften disgusting acts for the entertainment of their wealthy male patrons and masters. They were effectively reduced to the role of sex animals,and they all knew that every time they were called upon to perform in a bizarre event, their very lives were in danger. It did not pay for the girls to get sick. During the winter the vet had come to visit and found five of the ladies had caught bad colds. Three of the university students, a school girl and her twentyfive year old teacher were coughing, sniffling, and had noticeable fevers. He told the startled wranglers to give them their regular summer exercise, without protective clothing. He assured them it would make them well in half the normal time.

The unfortunate bitches were chased by the men on horseback, forced to run naked through the snow for nearly an hour. This ensured the lovely young ladies would not get over the colds before the next event, planned fora few days hence. When the ranchers came out to the ranch to enjoy their regular winter games, the women's colds were of course much worse, and three of the girls had developed pneumonia.

The vet had no interest in curing them, as he knew that these five were not going to live long under any circumstances. He gave them a triple shot of whisky, forcing them to take the burning liquid down, knowing it would reduce their symptoms enough that the men would not be distracted by their acting sickly. Great icicles hung from the eves outside the main building, and Duke broke off several and forced the five fevered ladies to sit naked on the floor before a roaring fire in the huge stone fireplace, and masturbate with the long and thick spears of ice. He was not satisfied until the five nudes had melted the entire length of the massive projectiles in their wombs. When the men were satisfied that the cunts were fully chilled, a second set of the monstrous icicles was brought in, and the girls were forcedto sit on them, forcing the thick points and cold shafts up into their tight rectums.

The mistreated nudes sobbed in their humiliation and agony, but knew better than to resist the horrible instructions. The eleven year old, one ofthe smallest of all the captive schoolgirls, had the greatest distress because of the extra large icicle she was given and the diminutive size ofher little anus. The men were delighted with her demonstrated misery. The pretty naked girl screamed as her weight forced the thick shaft too deep into her, rupturing the tight ring of her sphincter. Once the ice posts were in place, their coldness began to ease the pain of their monstrously stretched rectums, and puddles of water formed as theice inside the vulnerable ladies gradually melted. The successful cattlemen sat back in their comfortable leather chairs, sipping their steamingcoffee and whisky as the naked ladies sat on the floor in the growing puddles of cold water, shivering and sneezing in their distress.

Now it was time for the evening of debauchery to get more interesting. Apair of stout ropes were thrown over one of the high ceiling beams. Oneend of each rope was tied into a noose, and the other end was tied off to vertical support beams. Duke announced to the men seated around in their comfortable leather chairs that the first two young ladies who balked at the next exercise would be hung from these ropes. All five of the fevered cunts were suddenly eager to participate in the mysterious event. Duke pulled out his 45, shook out the bullets from the revolving cylinder, and handed the pistol and one of the bullets to the oldest of the nakedfemales, the attractive twentyfive year old teacher. He told her to put the bullet into one of the chambers, and after two tries, she was successful. Now he instructed the diminutive eleven year old girl, one of thewoman's pupils, to get onto her hands and knees. When she was in position, he told her teacher to spin the revolver, and then thrust the barrel of the gun into the naked girl's anus. They were going to play a novel variation of the game popularized in the courts of the Czar or Russia. Russian Roulette had been talked about with horror, but had never become popular in America, as it was in Czarist Russia. The nude teacher was shaking as she did as she was told, and the young student screamed with the insertion of the barrel through her little rectum, which was still cold from the large icicle it had melted. She felt as if she had to evacuate, and her lively anus alternately gripped the stoutbarrel and then spread as her colon heaved, attempting to eject the foreign object by shitting it out. Duke showed the young teacher how to pullback the heavy hammer, then how to pull the trigger. She screamed, looked at the pair of dangling nooses, and did exactly as she was told.

She had seen enough raw merciless violence to the captive women since shehad arrived at this incredible retreat to be fully convinced these evil men meant business. It was her or the young girl. She knew she would unlikely escape this terrible place, and that if she did she could never return to her job, but would be forced to flee to another part of the country. There was no chance she would ever see this pretty young girl's parents again, and she was not ready to die herself. There was only one option. The trembling teacher squeezed her eyes tightly closed, and pulled on thetrigger. The big gun was not made for such a delicate hand, and she hadto pull hard. At last the hammer slammed down with a snap. It had struck an empty chamber. The naked teacher sat on the floor, her knees spread and shaking, and she began to sob. She had jerked the gun out of the girl's anus, and the raised sight on the barrel tore the anal skin so thatthe pretty pink rectal orifice of the girl began to bleed. Now duke told the woman to get onto her hands and knees, and she screamed hysterically. Their roles were now reversed, and she would be the target. The other girls followed her vocal lead when they saw this incredible contest of luck and nerves was going to continue. Duke looked over to the dangling nooses, and getting the message, she got onto her hands and knees2E He handed the young girl the big gun, and she willingly moved behindher beautiful kneeling teacher. The student was bent on revenge, and knew exactly what the men wanted her to do. Sobbing, the girl eagerly pressed the cold steel against the exposed anus of her teacher, and pushed hard with both hands on the big pistol grip, thrusting the cold steel hard against the puckered core of her teacher's bum until it burst through, and ran deep into the young woman's colon. Duke had to remind the shaking eleven year old to spin the revolver, which she quickly did. The kneeling teacher was shaking uncontrollably, realizing that her life may be overin a violent blast of the gun in the next few seconds.

The girl had to use both thumbs to pull back the big gun's hammer, and both index fingers on the stiff trigger to release the powerful spring. Suddenly the heavy hammer slammed downward, and snapped home, striking another empty chamber. The teacher had got a reprieve. Without being told, the girl got onto her hands and knees, leaving the gun in the firm grip of her teacher's rectum, sticking out obscenely between the spread round buttocks. The child knew there were five chances in six she would survivethe next round, and then she would get another chance to get revenge on her teacher for hurting her with than gun in her anus. The teacher was less reluctant to act this time. The reality of being sovulnerable to deadly violence made all the difference on the world to her attitude. Bending forward, she grasped the handle of the heavy pistol lodged in her colon and gingerly pulled it free. The icycle had not entirely cleaned out her colon, and there was a brown smear along the barrel.Ignoring the smelly stain, she spun the big cylinder resolutely. She jabbed the weapon into the tight anus of the kneeling girl, being careful to hert her as the front site burst through the student's tight anus. Itwas the only control she had in this bizarre situation, so she thrust the gun in as deep as she could, pressing the front of the revolver againstthe small spread buttocks, and cocked the hammer.

She demonstrated that she was a quick learner. There were no acceptable options open to her, so without hesitation, she pulled the trigger. The men sat forward in their chairs, more interested now as the even developed the way they knew it would. This beautiful young teacher was a good choice by Duke. She was a cocky slut, the kind they loved for their entertainments. He always selected good women.

She screamed as the hammer struck against another empty chamber. Now shewould have to face another attempt on her life by her young student. The young teacher was trembling and sobbing continuously now as she got once more onto her hands and knees. She thrust her buttocks, spreading themto ease the discomfort of the debasing thrusting of the barrel into her rectum. This erotic looking action slightly spread her anus, and the gunwas eagerly rammed home by the young girl.

The lithe student spun the gun's revolving cylinder, and cocked the hammer using both of her thumbs. She was delighted to have this kind of powerover a teacher, even knowing the severe consequences to the deadly game of chance. She laughed hysterically as she pulled on the trigger with both hands. Once more, the beautiful nature of the bizarre event lay in the gross terror and hysteria it generated in the two naked female participants, rather than from the lethal sport's violent payoff. That part was still to come. The hammer struck another empty chamber.

The teacher threw her head back and screeched in relief. She reached back between her spread legs and jerked the gun out of her anus, and made a show of spinning the cylinder. As the eleven year old assumed the kneeling position, the teacher coughed and wheezed from her pneumonia, and using the distraction of movement, found the chamber with the bullet and quietly moved it behind the barrel. She was not going to lose this aberrant sex contest to this sniveling little student, even if it came to cheating2E The men smiled at Duke. The young girl was already on her hands and knees, awaiting the inevitable insertion of the pistol into her fundament, and did not see the young woman's move, but the alert ranchers had not missed it. Unless bad luck put the bullet into the barrel too early in the contest, it always came to this. It was a part of the game they loved, seeing which of the contestants would break the other's trust first. Duke had told them that if the contest went beyond two moves each, one of themwas likely to be driven to the point she would commit deliberate murder under the pressure. They had doubted him, but he had proven right again.They knew that with that seed planted in their minds, if the teacher held firm to honor, the girl would have cheated on the next move. They also knew that such a possibility was now a moot point, as the child was notgoing to survive this turn. Two wranglers stood by, ready with their guns, in case the desperate nudebitch got the idea she could shoot one of the men rather than the kneeling girl. The woman was shaking so badly that she had to use both hands to position the muzzle of the pistol against the offered anus between the spread buttocks of the kneeling youngster. She sat down between the girl's feet, her legs spread on either side of the girl, and braced herself for the heavy discharge of the large gun. What she had not anticipated was the discharge of blood from the girl's anus, vagina, mouth, nose, and ears as the large slug ripped up through her slender naked torso.

What delighted the men was that the force of the blast blew the girl's eyes out of their sockets. The student was dead instantly, with all of herinternal plumbing ripped apart by the big slug that had so brutally tornthrough her to end the exciting game. The girl's body had leapt into the air by the spasm of her legs as the slug blasted into her. The men's penises were not only fully erect, but were dribbling preejaculation fluid, demonstrating that the bizarre event was interesting them, and bringing them some level of satisfaction.

The teacher collapsed from the strain of the event. She lay on the floor, limbs akimbo, weeping in shock at the inhuman violence she had just committed. The other three girls, all pretty university students, pissed great splashing hot sprays of urine onto the hardwood floor, triggered by from the stark violence of the killing of the eleven year old schoolgirl they had just witnessed. They all now fully grasped the true seriousness of their situation, and the likelihood that they would also be brutally murdered before the evening's recreation was over. Two of the three students were tall and slender, while the third was short and somewhat stocky,but with a slender hourglass waist. All three were athletic, and had healthy bladders, attested to by their fearpiss which flooded the floor around their bare feet. A house boy with a mop cleaned up the warm amber ladywater as Duke stoodover the squatting girls and handed the stocky girl the bloodied and shitsmeared pistol and a bullet. As she loaded the bullet into the weapon,he instructed one of the other two, the blonde, to spread her legs and lean back. The girl screamed her refusal, and in an instant he stood the bitch up and had a noose over her neck. He cinched it tight, and left her hands free, knowing she did not have the strength to untie the firm knots in the stout rope. He pulled her up until she was forced to stand on the very points of her tip toes, with her feet severely and painfully arched to take any of her weight off the rope on her neck. The rope would not stretch. She had an ideal view of the proceedings, and was doomed to die of strangulation before the evening was over.

To give her a taste of her brief but eventful future, he kicked her feet out from under her, causing her to swing wildly by her neck. She grabbeddesperately with her hands at the rope, attempting to take the strain off her neck, then made the mistake of kicking her legs, increasing the stress on her slender neck. At the same time, her legs reached desperately for the floor, her feet straining to reach down to make even the slightest contact. She finally got the tips of her toes to drag on the floor andslow her swinging, then was able to take more than half her weight onto her reaching toes, slightly relieving the monstrous choking by the tight noose.

The question was, how long would it take for her feet to cramp in their extended position, causing them to fail to give her the necessary support,allowing her to strangle to death. Her legs were strong, showing their muscle and sinew under the severe strain. She had beautiful feet, displayed at their best in the struggle to provide some support, with the muscles and tendons stretched to the limit. Even her firm breasts appeared tojoin in the action, pointing as she struggled to hold the position that put the least pressure on her restricted throat. She was a beautiful sight, and her hanging and death would be a picture to remember. The remaining girl quickly assumed the position, on her back and resting on her shoulders, with her hips raised, her knees spread, and her fully bloomed sex organ offered to the murderous weapon. She saw that she had at least a fiftyfifty chance with the gun, and that if she lost, her death would be immediate. Without a second of hesitation, the short girl thrust the muzzle of the gun deep into the moist cunt offered to her until she could feel its warmth against her hands, and pulled the trigger.

The explosion was deafening. While the blonde bitch was being strung up on the rope, the stocky girl had moved the bullet into position behind the barrel to ensure she would survive, as she had seen the teacher do. The large slug ripped up through the blonde girl's body, causing her to buck sensationally, if briefly. As she had anticipated, the blonde girl wassudden dead meat. She made a beautiful carcass. Duke gave the two cheaters, the teacher and the short girl, the option ofgambling with surviving the gun or the certainty of the rope. To illustrate the point, he once more kicked the feet out from under the strung upbitch. She swung wildly, gurgling as her face turned dark from the strangulation. She managed at last to get her toes back onto the floor, but her respite was brief. Duke shortened the rope and tied it off, raising her three inches so that she could no longer touch the floor.

She grasped desperately at the tight rope with her arms, but did not havethe strength to give herself much relief. He swung her again, adding entertainment value for the men enjoying the sexual specialty. The empty noose on the other rope dangled invitingly beside her, and the other two lovelies readily chose the gun. Duke brought forward a pair of sawed off shotguns, with sixteen inch barrels. The eyes of the two bitches bulged in disbelief. These were incredible weapons, capable of blasting them inhalf. On the other hand, dead was dead, and it would certainly be quick2E Each still held the faint hope that she might be the one to survive.Duke told the girls that one of the two guns was loaded, and to take their pick. The guns appeared to be identical, so the teacher picked one and the short girl the other, with no argument. Duke moved the ladies ten feet apart, then sat them on the floor, facing each other. He instructed them to lie back, and to raise their hips, presenting their cunts to each other. They did as they were told, allowing him to load their moist vaginas with the heinous weapons. He thrust the stout gun barrels in deep, so that they were fully supported in the grip of the ladies' cunts. The girls looked bizarre, lying on their backs, thrusting their hips forward with the enormous and deadly gun butts juttingbetween their spread legs. Both were sobbing, nearly delirious with fever and hysteria.

Duke handed each of them a string tied to the trigger of the gun in the other's cunt. He put the destiny of each girl in the other's hands. The face of the blonde hanging by her neck was now turning purple, her eyes bulged, and her gums were bleeding. She once more kicked briefly in her total state of desperation, and then she lost all control. Her rectum opened as her kicking diminished, and she dirtied herself. Firm dark stoolsdropped from her loose anus, while a stream of her urine spurted from between her legs. She trembled violently, quivered, then was still. The attractive young college bitch was dead by strangulation. The men returned their attention to the two young women on the floor, holding the matched shotguns in their gripping cunts. Duke told them to getready, and to pull the strings whenever they liked, after his signal. Both girls visibly tensed, and glued their eyes to the big cattleman who had arranged their capture. In the short evening of entertainment, he hadsuccessfully turned both of them into murderers. He knew they would nothesitate to pull the strings as soon as the signal was given.

Duke held his right hand high, with his handkerchief held firmly in his grip. Suddenly he dropped his hand. Within half a second there were two thunderous reports. Both guns, not just one, discharged. The ladies' bellies swelled as the vicious beads of lead shot ripped through them, expanding them with such force that both the slender waisted young women wereblasted cleanly in half.

Their upper halves ripped off and were blown away by the incredible forceof the 12 gage shot. One of the men asked Duke if he hadn't told the girls only one of the guns was loaded. Duke answered with a twinkle in hiseye that he had indeed mentioned one gun being loaded, but he had not mentioned the other gun at all. Besides, it seemed consummately fair to cheat cheaters. The men were laughing as the vet came in, having tended tothe horses. The burly animal doctor looked at the five gorgeous bitch carcasses, and commented on how quickly and effectively the ranchers had cured the young ladies' colds.

The men had prepared a postmortem award for the best performance by a human pussy. It consisted of a red flag tied to the end of a long pointed steel shaft. They awarded the peculiar prize to the eighteen year old student, for her aggressive participation and willingness to take on her adult teacher in the odd and deadly game of chance. Duke thrust the steel shaft into the chest of the slender girl's naked body, as a tribute to herfortitude. Her pretty carcass was a fine tribute to the evening's event, and the men left cleanup to the four house boys as they made their way to bed.

At three in the morning, one of the cooks sneaked warm clothes, capes andboots out to the female bunkhouse. He awakened three of the girls, got them into the flannel shirts, jeans, jackets, boots and capes, and released them, pointing them in the direction to the nearest town. He did not mention that the town was more than eight days distance by foot. The three quietly left the barn, and taking advantage of a full moon, moved awayfrom the When the ranchers got up, they sat down to a hearty breakfast, and then moved out to the stables, where their horses had been saddled and bridled. The men mounted, and armed with their light coyote hunting rifles and with long whips, they set out after the escaped women, easily following their trail through the footdeep snow. The men were in no hurry, as the women had no place to hide out on the open prairie, and they knew well that the anticipation was easily as satisfying as the capture. There were some cuts and draws, and a few rolling hills, but no real cover, and the girls had to leave deep tracks as they waded their way through the deep snow. They would be easy but very interesting pickings, and the men were looking forward to an appealing and entertaining morning of bitch hunting.

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