Three hours out they spotted them. The girls were crossing a hill, and they were just dark spots. As the men had expected, the three inexperienced girls had been moving in a long sweeping curved path, moving consistently to their right, following the movement of the moon across the sky. If they were allowed to continue unhampered for a couple of days, they girls would likely come back up to the camp. Although that would be very amusing, it was not in the plans. The men had something much more appealing in mind. The girls were so busy arguing as they pushed through the snow they did not see the mounted men until the horses had moved within a couple of hundred yards of them. The young women split up in panic, and in less than ten minutes, the three beautiful young bitches were rounded up and broughttogether. The mounted men began the new ordeal by commanding the girls to return the stolen clothing. The expected objections were met with theunstrapped the vicious whips from their saddles. In seconds the girls had removed the capes and were striping off the shirts and jeans.

Although they had been warm in the protective clothing, the girls were now shivering as they were forced to go naked in the frozen snow. The men moved their horses into a large circle around the delicious nudes, and then they uncurled their long whips. One by one, they lashed out at the freezing bitch meat, warming the girls up. The horsemen showed their skillwith the whips as they blasted the bitches on the backs, buttocks, bellies, tits and cunts at will. A brutal stinging lash across the back wouldforce a girl to leap into the air, and as she flew three more well placed blows would strike her exposed sex organs. As they raised angry red welts, they were careful not to break the skin. It was too early in the game to draw blood. The three hysterically screaming bitches' blood would flow in abundance later. For now the rancherswere happy to just hurt their erotic human livestock. These lovely young cunts, with their big boobs bouncing furiously to the lash of the vicious whips, were made for hurting, and these experienced cattlemen were experts at hurting women.

They liberally laced the flesh of the lovely leaping and screaming nudes,and besides laying a crisscross pattern of angry raised welts over most of their naked meat, the snapping tips of the whips had stung the girl's erect nipples and swelled out their pouting cunts. To the three captive girls it was not pretty to the men it was beautiful. The vet had come along for the enjoyment of the hunt, and he suggested that if they continued with the violent whipping, the girls would soon start to fade. The men curled up their whips, lashed them to their saddles, and without any additional encouragement, the girls ran off through the snow, with a desperate attempt at escape their only goal.

The horsemen fanned out, but kept no more than a hundred yards from the running nudes, flanking them, which kept the hysterical freezing cunts running in the same general direction. When the women were lined up and slowed by having to wade through the deep snow, the men drew their rifles, and the three nude young women screamed out in their anguish. At this distance the group of twenty mounted marksmen could play with the running nudes all day, nicking them and causing them extreme anguish and pain without bringing them down, if that was what they wanted to do. Duke took the first shot, nicking the bare buttock of one of the girls. She and the others screamed, mostly in disbelief that the men were actually shooting at them. The bullet had cut a clean shallow trough through the ample meat of the girl's bare ass, and it stung her like a hot brand. A tiny spurt of her blood sprayed onto the snow as she ran, marking her trail as if she were actually wounded. The effect on their output of energy was startling. The three bitches doubled their speed, and the horseseasily adjusted to keep the riders close. The next shot came from the other flank, and caught one of the other two running bitches on the under side of her big bouncing breast.

The large mammary was slammed up against her shoulder with the impact of the slug, but the damage was about the same as the other girl had taken on her ass: a furrow thought the skin and the upper layer of meat. She also sustained a burn mark where the bullet had skimmed the lower edge of her forearm. Now the second girl was also trickling her blood into the snow, leaving a light crimson sprinkle as she ran. There was no doubt thatthe flow of blood from the naked human game would increase, not decrease2E

The men watched her run, flinging her legs and arms desperately, her vulva fully visible between her legs as she leaned forward in her desperate dash for safety and freedom. Neither were within her reach. She was too valuable as a running target for their ready rifles, and they were not about to let any of these beautiful young cunts escape. When they staged ahunt like this, the men might play with their quarry for hours, but never gave the women even the slightest chance of success in their hopeless flight. The third girl took one of the steel nosed slugs right through her breast, leaving a clean entry wound and a small jagged exit wound. The men were getting the excitement they had hoped for from the chase, and from seeing the highly erotic sight of the naked girls bleeding from the fresh gunshot wounds as they ran through the sunlit snow. The brilliant contrastof the bright red blood on the sparkling white snow was striking. Theserugged ranchers had often chased deer across the snow covered plains as they had hunted fresh meat for their families.

Now the wealthy men were hunting for the pure sexual pleasure of the chase and the kill. They knew their enjoyment would be heightened by three factors: by the use of human game; by elevating the terror and horror for the three naked hostages; and by prolonging the bizarre cruel chase. That was exactly what they were doing. At this point the rest of the men got directly involved in the murderous cunt hunt. They took their time, each taking three or four shots at each of the hysterically screaming running bitches. They took turns in rotation, being careful to just nick the flesh, or put their bullets through the soft female extremities, where they did entertaining damage without dealing a lethal shot. They also the took time to enjoy each shot before putting another into one of the threeadrenalinecharged sex targets. When the men had emptied their clips into the girls, they stopped to reload, letting the girls run on ahead. All three of the naked young ladies were now leaving bloody trails as they bolted through the footdeep snow.The were moving up a gentle but steady rise that opened onto an elevated plain. Up there the men knew the cunts would run into large drifts, that would give them no protection, but would definitely slow them down, causing them to waste energy wading through the waistdeep drifts, which were like static waves of snow. Duke reached into his saddle bags and provided each of the men with a boxof special hollow nosed shells. Unlike the steel jacketed slugs which bored neat holes right through tender bitch meat, these had holes dimpled into their tip. They would begin to expand as soon as they struck the tender meat of the ladies, and would rip gaping holes through the succulentfemale meat. These were killer shells, the notorious and outlawed dum dums. With good marksmanship and timing, the young ladies' blood would decorate the snows over a large portion of that elevated plain before the exciting and devastating cunt hunt was completed.

The chuck wagon which had followed them had arrived shortly after they had started the first round of shooting, and now the coffee was ready, so they put off the chase to rest up. The cook had brought along a couple ofbottles of brandy, which they liberally laced through their coffee, and in fifteen minutes the cunt hunters were feeling refreshed. They remounted their horses, and headed toward the parallel bloody trails left by thewounded women, leading up the gentle slope.

When they came over the brow of the hill, they saw one of the injured girls had fallen, and was leaving more blood in the snow than the others. When she saw the horsemen coming, she leapt to her feet. The men quickly saw that she was losing a great deal of blood. She was not yet critical,but by her condition, she had nominated herself as the first target in this new round of the deadly cunt hunt. The horsemen moved closer to her, and from the range of sixty feet, they were able to pick at her at will. Again Duke took the first shot, and put a slug into the side of her breast. A spray of blood and strands of tit meat flew out the other side, totally devastating the large mammary. She spun around, and a second slug blew off her right arm, above the elbow2E She fell, face first, into a snowdrift. She kicked her gorgeous legs, and one of the men picked off her moving leg, hitting it dead center above the ankle, and her severed foot spun off into the air. The amazing bitch lifted her ass in the air, trying desperately to get back up. She was a truly remarkable specimen. Duke had picked these prime college cunts well. The next marksman took full advantage of the raised target, and hit a bull'seye in her exposed anus. The slug with its filed nose hit her rectumat an angle, spread as it tore across inside her, and it loosened her hip. A second shot from the same angle hit her moving anus, and the doubleexposure to the traumatic violence was too much for the limb, and the hip and leg was totally severed. She rolled onto her back, and seeing the severe loss of blood and shock was likely to take her quickly, one of themen gutshot the pretty bitch, which caused her to sit up, her eyes bulging in disbelief at the violence being wrecked on her. The mounted men moved quickly in her, and Duke moved his large steed directly over her.

She looked up into the barrel of his rifle, pointed between her eyes, andsaw his finger tighten on the trigger. She saw the muzzle turn to flame, but felt nothing of the big slug smashing into her forehead, because itripped apart her brain, and when it hit the back of her skull, its forcewas so great that it jerked her head right off her neck, throwing it back into the soft snow. A wrangler got a rope around the dead girl's remaining ankle and tied the other end onto a pack saddle on a pack horse. The headless carcass of the bitch would be dragged home through the snow. They had no need for it, but thought it would complete their hunt to bring home their quarry. Her meat would serve as food for the dogs. The ranchmen had moved off after the other two bitches. The girls had stopped their retreat to watch, frozen in stark horror, the brutal sexkilling of their illfated companion.

Now they turned tail and moved away again, motivated by panic. They wereboth suffering from hypothermia from the cold and the violence they had witnessed. As the men began to chase them again, they both exerted themselves so much that they worked up a sweat, stoking their internal furnaces, and were not in immediate danger of freezing. In fact the hunt was about to heat up for both of them.

The horsemen ran their horses in a large circle around the two nude girls, and then slowly tightened the circle. One of the men lined up a perfect tit shot, and blew a large hole in a big bouncing breast. Another got a shot across an ass, ripping a great chunk of bitch steak off the other girl's buttock. The impact of the blast spun her around, but amazingly, the cunt stayed on her feet. She attempted to run, and as she bolted forward, a shot from the side came up on one of her big bouncing breasts, and the struck mammary virtually exploded. She hit the ground hard, and then immediately rebounded, springing up in a raging anger. The naked and severely wounded cunt showed incredible spunk, and was roaring like a tiger. Duke signaled with his gun, and in an instant all of the rifles wereleveled at her. They were going to finish the wounded bitch with a group gut shot. And that was exactly what happened.

All twenty rifles discharged in the space of two seconds, and the resultswere as spectacular as they were devastating to the young college girl. The blasting dum dum bullets ripped her cleanly in half, blowing her spinning into the air like a torn rag doll. Instead of the flannel stuffingthat a rag doll would leak, her entrails and jetting sprays of blood laced out from the revolving parts. When she hit her apex, Duke once more exhibited his marksmanship as he hit her squarely in her pretty face, and her head exploded as her fat breast had done just moments earlier. The wrangler with the pack horse and ropes dragging the carcass of the first girl to be killed, moved over to the split carcass of the second bitch as the horsemen moved off after the third cunt.

That bitch was now far off, having run at full speed the moment the firstgirl had been killed. She had come upon a series of heavy drifts, and was not making much progress. Her bloody trail sparkled in the bright afternoon sun as she plowed, stark naked, through the deep drifts. She looked back in terror as the men moved easily over the waves of snow on horseback. She turned and fell, landing on her back over a four foot high ridge of snow, and the men were impressed at how this posture presented her beautiful cunt to them.

The terror had proven to be too much for her, and the young college bitch's mind had snapped. She was now totally deranged. She just lay there, her gorgeous legs spread wide, screaming and trembling uncontrollably. She was ready and posed for the ending they had planned for her: she was going to go out with a special Duke wanted to try. As his horse stopped beside the prone girl, Duke drew a large hunting knife, leaned low, and thrust the big blade deep into the beautiful young girl's protruding cunt. The guard at the join of handle to blade pressed against her tender cuntlips, so that only the eight inch long handle stuck out obscenely from the wild game girl's stabbed pussy. The horsemen drew their pistols, and one by one, started to shoot at the jutting knife handle sticking obscenely out of the girl's spread cunt, like a big prick. Each shot was like a hammer blow. The blade inside her womb slapped, sliced, stung, and vibrated with each brutal blow of the slugs against the leather wrapped steel knife handle. The lead bullets fractured on impact, and the pieces cut into the hysterically screaming captive bitch's inner thighs and calves, ripping them as the tiny bits of metal punctured and embedded themselves in her tender legmeat.

The lead fragments in her legs would prove to be very hard on the teeth and guts of any carrion that fed on the delectable young lady's succulent carcass. The wrangler was retrieving only the major parts, and was leaving feet and even whole limbs behind to freeze in the snow, to be eaten bycoyotes, gulls, and buzzards. Anything of the girls left behind would be food for the wild animals.

The knife in her womb was cutting the prone bitch up viciously inside, and at the same time, causing her incredible internal pain from the violentslaps of the bullets, and the following resonant vibration of the high quality steel. She gave the men a laugh when she finally shit herself from the incredible distress she was experiencing. Predictably, the beautiful young bitch's hysteria was growing.

One of the men got a rope around one of her big breasts, and cinched it tight, ballooning the big mammary grotesquely. Duke reached down and retrieved his valuable knife from her womb. The handle required a fresh winding of cured leather, but the steel had otherwise survived the ordeal under fire. Bright crimson blood spurted from the bitch's damaged cunt as the large blade came out of her.

Duke wiped the steel clean on a bandanna, which he threw away once the cuntwarmed blade was once again spotless.

The men holstered their pistols and, satisfied with the situation, rode back to the chuck wagon for their lunch. The wrangler came up to the fallen girl, dragging behind the pack horse the remnants of the two girls killed. The third girl, still fully alive and suffering, had the rope from her breast tied to the saddle, and was dragged by her tortured tit besidethe dead meat as a living carcass.

The wrangler set off slowly toward the club ranch, knowing the others would catch up to follow him before things got interesting. Duke and the other men were satisfied that the bitch would not live through the fifteen mile trip, dragged through the frozen snow. She could go in any one of three ways, it was just a matter of which would take her first.

She would definitely be severely scraped on the frozen snow. She would also freeze, and she might freeze to death. An interesting question wouldbe how likely would she be to have her breast ripped off by the scrapingice before she died. The members of the powerful Ranchmen's Club all agreed this ending would be more delicious that the multiple hollow nosed bullets from the rifles into her cunt.

Spring came to the prairie with a lush greening that belied the dry brownthat would cover the open plains by summer. It was a time of renewal, for calving, for fun, and a time to explore the full reach of their total power over their packed stable of young captive slave women. The ranchmen had been busy with calving, and had not visited their special retreat since that marvelous midwinter cunt hunt. That event had been followed bya blizzard that had kept everyone close to home, and the winter had passed quickly after that, with all of the work that was required in preparation for the warmer weather keeping them all busy. The girls at the secret retreat ranch were all outright sex slaves, and their very lives depended totally on the whims of their merciless horny owners. What was left of their pride and modesty was of little concern to the men who now owned them. Fun for these wealthy ranchers was to witness and participate in the excessive sexual abuse of these unfortunate maidens. No safety precautions were considered necessary or desirable in designing their sexual debasement, because discomfort, humiliation and pain were considered to be only preliminary to their full abuse, in which brutality to the bitches was the prime objective. Their injury, sexual ruin,and total destruction were not only a risk, but were in fact expected. Because of the arduous trip necessary, the ranchers had paid the fun ranch only one visit during the harsh prairie winter, which had featured the deadly cunthunting party. A small staff of wranglers kept the ranch in shape, and tended to the women. The crude, uneducated, and horny young ranch hands were given one particularly pleasant task: they were instructed to seed the womb of each female at least every other day. This would make pregnant bitches to torture, and those women allowed to go to term would provide a more entertaining form of calving for the gross debauchery the wealthy men so much enjoyed.

Their other chores took only four hours a day. The rest of the time theyplayed with the bitch stock. To avoid the danger of stupid amorous connections, the foreman required the men to work in teams of three, and although the young men were permitted to fuck their brains out, the copulation was always in the form of rape, with two others holding the bitch during the action. Often one of those holding the girl would have his penis buried in her anus, with the other with his fat prick runting in her throat. Neither the wranglers nor the female captives had time to suffer fromboredom. The hot sexual action was too regular and intense to allow formonotony. Duke visited the ranch retreat and worked with the hired wranglers several weeks in advance of the ranchers' spring visit. They wanted to make their first visit of the warm season a memorable event for the wealthy ranchers, to ensure their jobs and the continuation of this incredible ranch retreat. To entertain the men the night they arrived at their exotic retreat for their first spring event, the wranglers recruited the game bitchCassandra to work with the cunts. They called upon Cassandra's special talents, and experience as a St. Louis harlot.

The cooperative slave bitch worked with twenty of the younger girls, a few of them with very small titties, the rest with none yet showing. She had learned the trick she taught them when she was working in St. Louis as a college girl prostitute. The madam she had worked for had used some of her younger girls as specially trained "cunnie kissers". Those who were entering puberty had their budding little breasts bound flat to their ribs with wrapping cloths bundled around their chests, their hair was either cut short or combed straight and long, and their pubic mounds were shaved clean. For most of them, this preparation was unnecessary, as the transformation from girl to woman had yet to begin. They wore only blouses and white socks, with no skirts, panties, or shoes2E Their bald pubic mounds, their round buttocks and their shapely legswere stark naked. At the brothel where Cassandra had worked, they were made available to entertain the fantasies of the city's businessmen and travelers who had developed a taste for the tenderaged whores. The madamhad specially trained the little girls to passionately kiss men on the mouth with their bare vaginas. They would climb up onto a high ledge of the mantle over the fireplace in the large reception lounge, and spread their legs, inviting men to sample their sex equipment.

Guests of the brothel would move so that they could place their heads between the precocious girls' bare thighs, and press their lips against the painted cuntlets. The girls were trained to actively participate in the kissing, embracing the men with their bare legs and moving their hips, thrusting their naked little pussies against the open mouths of the eager clients. The men would use their tongues to probe the sex organs, and pretend they had discovered a virgin.

The remarkable "cunnie kissers" had been one of the prime attractions at the unusual brothel. Cassandra had recognized the breadth as well as thedepth of the tastes of her captors, and believed this kind of novelty would amuse them. When she explained the kinky use of the girls to Duke, he had allowed her to train twenty of the ranchers' younger captive schoolgirls to do the same filthy trick. They had collected enough little girls below the age of thirteen that there was no need for titty binding. She was also impressed to find that most of the little darlings were intact, so she could offer all of the men virgins with this escapade. Her sex training for these girls was thorough. She cut the hair of some short, and combed the long hair of others straight, while the remainder had their hair curled into long bouncing ringlets. Then she trained them to kiss with their sex organs. Before she was through with them, all twenty of the impudent little girls were able to move their hips as they kissed with such wellsimulated erotic passion that the wranglers they practiced on would ejaculate in their pants without their rigid pulsing sex organs being touched. Any brothel in the west would envy her this collection of little sweethearts. Cassandra introduced her little barecunted pupils to the men the eveningthey arrived for the first long weekend of debauchery of spring. She had made special costumes for them, that left their bald crotches naked, and made them look like kittens. The were lifted up onto the high mantle over the large fireplace, wearing headpieces with round tufted cat ears, soft furry masks with long cat whiskers made for horse tail hair, and fuzzy mittens and socks. The excited little girls, prepared and well coached by Cassandra, performed like real professionals, and they squealed as if they were experiencing sexual delight as their naked and hairless cuntswere tongued, kissed, and probed by the ranging tongues of the adult ranchers.

These beautiful and highly excited little girls were as sexually stimulating to the wealthy ranchers as only young girls can be when the innocent cunts are encouraged to act with wanton sexual abandon. They provided exquisite sexual gratification to the lecherous men who owned them; men whowere old enough to be their grandfathers. After some time the girls squeals of delight turned to squeals of pain as the probing tongues pressed at their hymens, stretching and then painfully ripping open the little internal cunnie covers. The men were robbing the children of their virginity in the most unusual way, driving their tongues rather than their penises into them. A few of the men pretended to get it wrong, and they gave the attention of their probing tongues to the rectal area of the delightful girls. Thiswas also distressing to the pretty teenagers, who had only been trained in vaginal kissing. The men persisted their aggressive tonguing between the girls' buttocks, and they plumbed the dainty pink starfish rectums just as deeply as they had earlier probed the virgin sex organs of the trained cunnie kissers. The little girls were soon screaming hysterically asthe powerful tongues stretched their impossibly small rectums. several of the virgin sphincters actually ruptured, unable to take the strain. With that simple break, the girls now would have no more bowel control that a horse, and would shit with every bowel movement. Cassandra had giventhe men a great start to their holiday weekend with her speckle feature.

The cattlemen had traveled all day to come to this special secret retreat2E They saw that this was going to be a weekend to remember. After themeal and the introduction of the cunny kissing trick, they each took a squealing young delight up to their rooms, where they settled in for a night of depraved pleasure with the captive cunts.

The ranchers provided the attractive and daring girls with a complete shift from pleasure to terror and horror. The night of private and excessive sexual debauchery was complete. The next morning in the upstairs hallway there was a human female heart pinned to each bedroom door by the knife that had carved the organ out. Beneath each heart there lay on the hallway floor the opened carcass of the butchered young lady, who had been so naughty all thought the long night of passion and agony. The men had opted for private entertainment with these impudent sex toys, and had beencomplete in their violent sex abuse of the daring darlings. Their carcasses would be roasted to help feed the female stock in the barns.

Breakfast was also a special event. Three nude slave girls were assignedto each of the wealthy ranchers who owned this secret operation. The first girl laid half a dozen cooked eggs onto the rancher's plate from her vagina. This was a remarkable feat, not only because of the number of eggs these girls produced from their private little love nests, but becausethe cooked eggs emerging from their trained cunts were still steaming hot. The heat of the eggs inside their genitalia had them squirming and moaning, but they dared not scream out with the pain, so they simply moanedsoftly, with tears dripping from their pretty chins. The second girl in each set had it no easier. She squeezed out a trio oflong thick beef sausages from her vagina, and these were also steaming hot. Her job was to produce the three meat tubes bit by bit, as the man she was serving required them. She not only had to grip the hot meat rollpacked in the depths of her cunt, but also had to endure the rancher using his fork to dig the tightly packed cooked meat from the grip of her vagina. Instead of spiced tomato sauce, the cooked meat sausage came out garnished with fresh cunt blood. The third girl on each team, in each case the youngest, had the toughest assignment of all. She was the plate. Each of these plate girls was eleven years old, and had yet to grow her first pubic hair. This was in theinterests of cleanliness. It would not do for a rancher to get a pubic hair caught between his teeth during the erotic meal. The young plate girl lay on her back on the table, stark naked, as were the other two, and the girl who carried the eggs squatted over her. One by one, giving the rancher time to eat each, the young lady deposited from her cunt the cooked eggs on the waiting belly of the plate girl. Each rancher used his knife and fork to cut the eggs, the chunks of sausage, and the hot fresh flap jacks placed on the unfortunate young girl's belly. She was unfortunate because the ranchers made a point of also slicing the tender bitchbellies, slashing their raw bacon. By the time the meal was over, the plate girl's tummy and titless chests were sliced and punctured severely. The bellies of two of the unfortunate girls were actually cut open, and their internal pack of intestines were revealed, jammed inside them like tangled spaghetti.

This treatment was not fatal for them only because the men did not stay to complete the work they had started on the prone little slave bitches. The vet would take care of them, either sewing them back together or butchering them if saving them did not seem worthwhile. The men were too eager to get on with the prime purpose of their long trip out to the secret ranch to watch the vet do his job on the little girls. They had their minds set on the extraordinary program of bitch butchery they had looked forward to for the long winter months. Now that it was party time, time todo their work on fully bloomed nude women, the diversion of minor tummy openings on naked little girls was not going to stop them. The vet wouldbe busy, and when the lovely bitches that could be saved had healed, they could be used for more sport. The first planned event of the weekend featured a bizarre outdoor exercise. For this one, a well matched group of eighteen largebreasted young ladies were taught to run as teams of three, harnessed together side by side, pulling a special sulky that would carry one of the ranchers. They wore only broad belts that squeezed their waists in to half their normal circumference. These viciously tight waistcinching belts were brightly colored to distinguish each erotic team.

To keep each team of women in a line, the girls were lined up side by side in groups of three, and had their big breasts tightly bound together with leather thongs. The girl in the middle of each team had both of her big boobs bound to those of the girl on either side of her, and the pressure of the incredibly tight bindings was so great that the bound mammariesbulged severely, and the nipples stood out like little boys erect penises. Several of the bound breasts oozed droplets of fresh womanmilk. Theblacksmith had pierced the lovely cunts of the buxom young naked ladies,driving a thick steel rod through their outer labia. He inserted and closed heavy iron rings in the fresh pierce holes in their vaginas, and attached these permanently anchored iron rings to the ends of slender woodenpoles by which the harnessed ladies would draw the racing sulkies.

To make the pretty harnessed ladies more dependent on the drivers of their sulky, their hair was pulled back on their heads to hang like the tailsof horses, and then these long tassels were pulled back severely, and tied to the girls' belts, pulling their heads far back, displaying their long curved necks, and causing their faces to point upward, denying them a view of where they were going. This hair pull was more effective than Duke had thought it would be, and the harnessed young bitches were in fact totally dependent on their drivers, which was exactly the way the men wanted it. The ranchers owned all of these gorgeous young ladies and controlled their bodies, minds and all of their actions. These harnessed girlswere now unable to move without the control of their driver. The blacksmith opened the mouth of each girl wide, and used the steel rodhe had used to pierced their cunts to also pierce their stretched cheeks, behind their molars. He inserted a six inch long dowel through these new cheek holes, laying between her teeth so that it held her tongue depressed flat. Then he attached their reins to the ends of the dowel sticking out of her cheeks. Now the teams of nude girls could be controlled as if they were horses, with the use of their reins and vicious whips. Whenall of the piercing had been completed and the harness fixtures installed, salt was rubbed into the horsegirls' cunt and mouth wounds. The saltwould curtail any bleeding, speed the healing, but most important of all, to give them fresh throes of agony. All of the girls on this ranch were nothing but expendable sex slaves, and their very lives depended totally on the whims of their merciless owners. Their discomfort and sufferingwere far more valued than their comfort. The only solace they were allowed was the relative comfort of their stalls, and that was only to add contrast, to enhance their experience of horror, humiliation, and pain.

What was left of their pride and modesty was of little concern to the menwho now owned them. Fun for these wealthy ranchers was the excessive sexual abuse of this remarkable collection of unfortunate maidens. They were the best that the great city of St. Louis had to offer, each of the specially selected to join the herd of human fillies. Their gross abuse was the whole purpose of this secret ranch, located far from any traveled routes. It was a place where the men could act out their wildest and most sexually depraved fantasies, and make them real. The bitch stock had been obtained to make that possible. The acquiring of the amazing young cunt Cassandra was a bonus Duke could never have expected. His use of this wild ranch girl would help him in pulling together the captive bitches,and her skills with sex, with all the animals and with the ladies made her a exceptional asset to the distinctive operation. Her inventive mind augmented Duke's in preparing the most debauched entertainments imaginable.

The remarkable cunt Cassandra was, like the wealthy ranchers, without anysign of conscience or pity in dealing with exciting and deadly sex sports. No safety precautions were considered necessary or desirable in designing for the female slaves their sexual debasement, because discomfort, humiliation and pain were considered to be only preliminary to their full abuse, in which brutality to the bitches was the prime objective, in cruel events in which their physical abuse, sexual ruin, and total destruction were expected. After all, that was the point, and the sport of it all.

On the day of the sulky event, Cassandra was let off her leash, and helped the wranglers harness the teams of human horses to their sulkies. She was given a riding crop to provide tough discipline to the marvelous nudes who had been selected and prepared for this event, and she used it to startling effect. The rigid crop caused amazing bounce in the big impaledtits, and the buxom girls who had spent the winter as her stable mates in the bitch barn were now receiving a merciless tit, ass and cunt whipping from her. Cassandra liked to please the men with her rough treatment of the harnessed girls, and the men were delighted with the severity of the punishment she delivered. Cassandra was a natural showoff, a true exhibitionist, as she had provedwith the buffalo kill. She strutted with selfassured cockiness, with acontemptuous look of disdain before the harnessed girls, cutting a striking figure in her spike heeled red cowboy boots, her red leather collar, and her jaunty red cowboy hat. She was otherwise naked, as all slave cunts were required to be. She inspected their tight breastbinding, their harness, and their specially designed leather headgear, which was a harness that fitted to the cheek posts for their reins. The rigging of the captive ladies was as fine as any she had ever seen. The blacksmith at Devil's Haven was a true artisan of the west. She slapped suddenly and unexpectedly at their nakedness with abrupt brutal lashes of her rigid riding crop as she inspected them, building in them a fear of her. It was necessary for her to grasp what little power themen gave her over the others, to gain the feeling that she was somehow superior to the other female captives. That was her only edge on survival, and she knew she had to maintain it. The gorgeous farm girl Cassandra had somehow developed a tough moral crust that was even rare in boys raised on rugged ranches. She was able to separate her own situation from that of the other captive women, even though she was clearly one of them. Once they were marked for abuse she tookthe side of the abusers, and was compassionless in her contempt for them2E She was totally merciless to these bizarrely harnessed human animals2E The wranglers were impressed at how discompassionate she was to her stable mates, and at how much pleasure she apparently took in the power she was given.

The impudent college harlot would talk sweetly with one of the terrified young women, and then without warning would slash at the beautiful bitch with her whip, bringing the rigid crop violently up under her big breasts, causing the bound mammaries to bounce wildly. Then she would lash out at the face of the next girl on the team, and the back or buttocks of thethird team member. While they were screaming from the pain and debasement they were enduring, she would bring the lash up violently between their legs, stinging their pierced and ringed cunts. She knew how to hurt a woman, and these women were hurting hard. After inspecting the body harness of the next set, she would brace herself, her luscious legs spread, confronting the team of the harnessed bitches, and would lash wildly at their cunts. She brought the tightly woven stiff leather crop up so severely that the puckered pussies puffed out from both external and internal swelling. The vaginal meat continued to swell after the whip was redirected to the breasts, and the brutalized mammaries also began to out swell from the intensive battering from the unforgiving riding crop.

The whip Cassandra had been given was unlikely to break the skin of the bound girls, and it did not. Instead, it caused angry red welts to stand up from the flesh of the beaten girls, which highlighted the extent of the merciless whipping their stalemate had given them. The welts were so pronounced that they cast distinct shadows in the brilliant spring sunlight. Their red color against the pale white flesh of the naked females added further accent to the merciless treatment the bitches had endured to their faces, breasts, backs, bellies, cunts, and legs. The agony they hadendured at the heartless hand of the beautiful Cassandra was apparent toeveryone.

When the punishments with the riding crop were completed, Cassandra had her leash attached to her collar, and she was led out to the large corral,where she was forced to stand near the fence, her lovely legs spread. One of the wealthy ranchers stood leaning against the fence, his penis standing out of his pants. She was instructed to bend over and to take his thick prick into her mouth. As she stood bent over in this totally compromising position, another rancher pulled out his penis and spread her buttocks with her hands. He hacked, and then spit onto the bulb of her anus, to provide lubrication.

The rancher had a wad of chewing tobacco wedged in against his cheek. The brown foam of his tobaccostained spittle trickled across her puckered sphincter, and a bead of the discolored moisture rolled slowly down through the valley of her spread buttocks toward the deep fold at the base of her vagina. Suddenly he rammed his large penis at the anal target, banging the flared head of the huge organ against her rectum. Without preparation, the firm pole of male meat thrust into her. A brief high pitched squeal escaped her penisfilled throat as her colon was brutally invaded. It was not possible to tell if it were from surprise or from pain, but it was most likely from both.

The ranchers fucking the two ends of their gorgeous slave bitch set up a bucking action together, so that she took a deep and rugged double rape. When they were both near the point of ejaculation, they pulled out. Theman who had been fucking her throat stepped aside, and the man who had butt fucked her took his place. He grabbed her collar, and pulled her mouth onto his penis, now liberally smeared with her own shit. Before she could react to this disgusting turn, a third rancher had taken his place behind her, and he brutally thrust his penis into her exposed anus. This rotation was called the cowboys' roundhouse. It was used whenever wranglers had only one woman to rape, or when they came in off the range and had so little money that they all had to share the same whore.

These wealthy ranchers were using it on Cassandra because of the humiliation it brought to the woman that experienced it, as many women did in theearly days of the west. The stretched flesh ring of her rectum rippled along the length of the man's thick shaft until it gripped the rigid base2E She felt his heavy testicles slapping against her cunt as he humped into her spread ass in a deep runting action, matched by the man fucking her throat. She could taste the alkaline of her own offal in her mouth, and as it dissolved it joined and discolored her saliva dribbling out around the penis ravaging her face and throat. Cassandra was involved in a base animalistic exploitation, as the exploited, and she was being turnedon by the gross decadence of the obscene act.

Cassandra attempted, with limited success, to disguise her rush of orgasms that flooded her whole consciousness, as she felt the pulsing of the thrusting male organs inside her. The ranchers were experienced with the reaction she had, as they had the ability with their powerful organs to bring any female to orgasm almost at will. They had experienced many such bitch responses, but seldom had they seen them so powerful or in such rapid succession. It was as if she were having a single endless orgasm.

The bitch was getting far too much of a pleasure response for their liking, so the men pulled their penises out of her, and the man who removed his shitsmeared penis from her anus took his position against the fence. As soon as he had the brown covered organ buried deep into her throat, the man who had first stood at the fence got his penis into her now well stretched anus. The two men gave her the third double fucking, and within moments she was again in the throes of multiple orgasms. This astoundingbitch Cassandra was proving to be a real party animal. The men got out of her before they reached orgasm themselves to ensure they would fully enjoy the event they were about to enter. Cassandra was forced to clean the third penis of her brown offal with her mouth, lickingthe huge male organ sparkling clean. The cooperative bitch did a creditable job as a sensuous ass fuck animal and as a prick cleaner. She had provided these three horny ranchers with a suitable warmup for the day's exciting event, and Cassandra's leather leash was tied to a post where she had a first class view of the entire corral.

The three teams of harnessed girls were brought into the corral, pulling their sulkies by their cunt rings. The teams were aligned in a row alongone side, near the wooden rail fence. Inside the corral a course was indicated by a set of wooden barrels laid in a large oval, leaving ten feetof space between the barrels and the corral fence. This arrangement made a smaller oval track inside the fence, which allowed easy access to theinfield, but none for the harnessed girls to the outfield, which was thearea outside the corral fence.

The three ranchers who had enjoyed the sexual charms of Cassandra came back into the corral, while the other ranchers sat perched on top of the corral fence, a position which gave them a full view of the entire enclosedarea. The three men were still sporting their cleanly licked penises from their open pants, and now carried long slender womanwhips. They climbed onto the small sulkies behind the three teams of harnessed girls, andtook hold of the reins. Their womanwhips had real stinging power, and were in the hands of men who knew how to make the most of them. The reins attached to the cheek posts of the horsegirls, and their hair stretching down to their belts, had the potential to block effective whipping of the bitches backs, but in the hands of these skilled ranchers, the girls had no area of their body safe from the telling blows that were to follow2E

The three slender poles from each sulky which were attached to thick ironrings in the major labia of each of the eighteen horsegirls also presented no obstacles to accessing the ladies' large swollen cunts with the whips. This deep cuntpiercing to attach the sulky poles had been Cassandra's idea. The entire naked body of each horsegirl was completely vulnerable to attack by the long slender womanwhips. The men could whip theirhuman mares at will, striking the naked and defenseless females whereverthey pleased. And they did.

The start of the bizarre human sulky race was quite informal: one of the ranchmen lashed his whip in a horizontal blow that stung the buttocks of all three of his girls, and they were off. The other two teams bolted forward after them with no encouragement from the whips, but they felt the sting immediately, as the whole purpose of this bizarre race was to severely abuse these human horses. Their long supple womanwhips were quite different from the stiff crop Cassandra had used on the naked bitches. These well crafted weapons specially designed for use on females were specially imported from Spain. They were made by gypsies that had developed and mastered the technique over centuries. When Duke first heard of theseamazing whips, he was told nobody knew for certain what the leather was,but from the stories told, the light colored leather ranged from boiled pig penis skin to the leather of women.

According to the legends, beautiful human females were kidnapped and killed to provide their slender muscles and hides for these special whips. Duke had once seen one of these whips at a circus in his younger days, andhad actually handled it. From the moment he had taken hold of the whip in the back tent, and laid it across the bare back of a woman stripped and spread for a target, he knew he had to own such well fashioned implement. He described it more as a tool than a weapon. The experience was enough to make him certain he had to have one of these magnificent bitch beating implements for his own.

The gypsies had developed the special womanwhips for erotic shows they provided for the important people of the towns they visited. They stuck mainly to the mountain regions, where the people had less contact with theoutside world. These villages were ripe for the picking, where visitorswith something different to offer were welcomed, and could leave with their pockets full. The entertainment the gypsies brought was far too aberrant to be tolerated in the larger towns.

It was the people of the tightly knit villages that respected the kind ofperformance these gypsies specialized in providing. They were much likea small traveling onering circus, with jugglers, wire walkers, acrobats, trapeze artists, and some kind of animal act, but they also offered special private shows wherever they traveled. Their women were spectacular,and wore costumes that had the pricks of the men standing at attention in their pants.

One of the most welcomed groups of travelers was a particular troop of gypsies that specialized in brutal whipping shows. They always brought along with them a few buxom girls and women they would string up to demonstrate their abilities with the vicious whips, for a price, but more often they provided severe and sometimes, if required, terminal punishment to local female villagers who had transgressed village law. It was always better to have a legitimate crime available, in case outside authorities unexpectedly showed up. The arrival of the gypsies was always keenly anticipated, and the town council always found a shapely woman to accuse of a capital crime when they knew the gypsies were coming to town.

46rom the earliest days remembered, dating back more than four hundred years, troops of gypsies had roamed through these mountains, providing both entertainment and the capital punishments, so that the conscience of the villagers could remain pure. The brutal bitchwhippings always lasted through the entire night, continuing by tradition until daylight broke. The outcome was always the same: the dead carcass of the naked female victim was cut down, and the bleeding corpse was hauled off for burial, as far as the villagers knew, but more often the meat was secretly used to feed the gypsies' dogs. It was rare that an outsider got to witness these incredibly brutal ceremonial killings. Duke was one of the few exceptions, and he had actually managed to obtain three of the remarkable whips that the gypsies had made2E He had often heard rumors of the unusual all night sessions, and hadbrought along a girl from Madrid which he provided as a gift to the gypsy chief. That gift of such an attractive young human for whatever use they wished, gained the confidence of the gypsies. His generous gesture not only allowed Duke access to watch the brutal festivities, but it also earned him the right to purchase the three remarkable womanwhips he was after.

He had heard rumors that these extraordinary whips these gypsies used to severely punish women were actually crafted from the flesh of women, specially selected athletic young ladies who were killed to donate their meatto the project. According to the stories told by the elders, muscle wasstripped from the kidnapped women's legs, their loins, and their backs, then secretly processed, and finally woven into the tight long leather lashes that were so devastating on the naked subjects who felt their sting.

Duke discovered the truth of the matter. One of these remarkable creations cost him double what the other two had, and proved the source of the material from which it and the other two were crafted. The whip handle was wrapped in pale leather that was undisguised. It was made from the dried cunt of a young woman. The fine smooth leather was made of the donor's entire pubic mound and inner fuck muscle, complete with a patch of her dark pubic curls. The erotic but deadly weapon was made so that the dried spread lips of the vagina used to make the whip rested against the palmof the person using the whip, and the hair patch was positioned at the head of the whip handle, laying in front of the holder's thumb. Closer inspection revealed that the butt end of the whip was made of the donor lady's anus, as it was part of the same piece of erotic leather that was made from the donor girl's cunt. The remarkable whip was not only a beautifully crafted work of art, but was as also entirely functional. Duke got to see its application and power when applied to the bare hide of a woman first hand. After the main show of the circus, and when the palmists and fortune tellers had their chance to fleece the gullible townspeople of their hard earned pennies, the gypsies held a banquet for the town's leaders. The food was dispensed in a most unusual manner by young gypsy serving girls, and now the skimpy gossamer costumes they and the erotic dancer wore fully revealed rather than teasingly covered their ample sexual charms. As the banqueters ate, two of the ravishingly beautiful young girls provided entertainment by engaging in an unusual contest.

Duke had spotted the heavy gold ring that each girl wore in her inner vagina lips, and assumed the delicate organ flesh had been pierced through to accommodate these licentious rings. He knew, as all educated men did, that all of the gypsy's women were unbridled harlots at heart, and that the dark eyed and raven haired sluts would not let a whim of false modestyinterrupt their enjoyment of carnal pleasure.

He was also sure they were totally under the control of the men, and thatthere was avarice behind everything they did, even the wanton sexual acts done for pleasure. The two serving girls were embraced by their lovers, who passionately hugged and kissed them. The men then removed the beautiful girls' gossamer clothing, and the swarthy black haired beauties squatted, then leaned back so that they supported their weight on their hands and feet, face up, with their hips raised. They glared at each other, and positioned themselves so that their spread knees were pressed together, and their naked cunts were less than two feet apart.

Now Duke saw that the splendid vaginas of the young women were not pierced as he had thought, but that the stout gold rings were attached to thickplugs the two beauties held deep inside their wombs. The girls' lovers used a short chain to attach the two rings together, thus linking the girls, and then the men stood back. They knew better than to get too close when a pair of hot blooded hellions were about to do combat. The object of the contest set up between the two shameless young women was simple: each girl was to try to remove the plug from the grip of the other's cunt before she let go of her own. There were no rules. It was such a beautifully simple contest that Duke was very impressed. It gave the two young ladies full license to do whatever was necessary to win, and with no rules, cheating was impossible. The two naked gypsy girls quickly learned that there was little progress to be made by remaining in the opening position and bucking their hips. Duke could see that the plugs were so firmly planted that they must be much larger than he had first imagined. He watched the two flop onto their backs, their legs tangled, and begin to kick at the base of the others' breasts, and at the beautiful faces. A smashing blow from a heel soon had blood spurting from a broken nose. The screaming bitches rolled onto their sides, and grabbed at hair and breasts with their fingers. Duke noticed for the first time the length of the girls' sharpened and red painted nails. They were like talons, and their effect was as noticeable. These gypsies put on a great dinner show.The voluptuous breasts of both girls were soon scratched and trickling droplets of blood.

These nomadic people understood the strong connection between sex and violence in entertainment. Duke enjoyed his meal of small game and red wineas he watched the young ladies scratch, punch, elbow and kick each otherin their desperate struggle, and he noticed that the cunt plugs were as firm in their erotic seating as ever. These young ladies were not going to give up their plugs without an impassioned fight. Pride was everything, and even in a show, a gypsy could not even contemplate losing. Now the lovers became involved. The girls had become so impassioned with theirfight they had seemingly forgotten the objective of the contest. The men pulled the girls out of a struggling embrace, and got them back into their starting position, face up on their hands and feet with their spread knees pressed together and their hips and pelvises raised. Standing backonce more, the men took up long slender whips, and began to encourage the girls to pull.

The weapons the men were using were not true women whips, but were instead long buggy whips, which were designed to motivate horses. They would sting and raise angry welts on the naked flesh of women when enough force was applied, but they would not cut or rip the skin, as the women whips Duke had bought were designed to do. The carefully placed blows had effect enough, and the naked girls desperately struggled to get free by pulling out the others' cunt plug while retaining her plug inside her own warm and moist love nest.

One of the girls began to do some rapid crotch kicking, and her efforts proved to be so effective that the other girl quickly followed her example2E They found that their naked heels did real damage, striking heavy blows in the cavity beside the cunt and to the side of the pubic mound. These girls were not pulling any punches in their aggressive attacks on each other for the enjoyment of the paying guests. Within minutes, encouraged by the stinging blows of the buggy whips, one of the plugs began to emerge from the grip of its warm human nest. Duke was amazed at the size of the wooden plug. It was nearly five inches in diameter, and was covered with long stout nubs. He now understood why the girls fought so valiantly to keep the device in place. Having it come out must have been incredibly painful for the screaming girl losing her grip.

Once it started, the movement of the huge studded dildo was irreversible.The monstrous plug slid further forward with each lash of the whips, and with a final kick to the side of the widestretched pussy, the device popped free. Both girls fell backward, but only one of them, the victor, sprang to her feet. Victory for a gypsy was everything; defeat was to beshamed. The downed girl was weeping from the humiliation on losing control of the huge plug that had filled her womb. To lose it was to show that she was a loose wombed woman, or did not have the muscle control that would give a man pleasure when she stroked his penis in the grip of her cunt. Defeat was very hard to take, but the worst was yet to come. Therewere several men, and a special guest to be entertained. Finally one of the girls did what Duke would have though impossible. Thegorgeous defeated bitch displayed shame. The loser covered her head in humiliation at losing a fight, and the victor leaped onto her, smashing her fists into the large and unprotected breasts with incredible fury. The victor's lover pulled her off the fallen girl, and her eyes flashed as the loser was dragged from the tent by her lover. Duke laughed as he heard the man admonishing her through the thin flaps, and he heard the man beating and kicking the naked loser. She was in disgrace in the camp, as was the man who backed her, so she was paying the price of losing by facing the fists and feet of her man, but she would be ready to fight again within a couple of weeks. He looked at the winner of the bizarre battle, standing proudly in victory on her tiptoes, her hands on her hips, her legs spread, with the large plug from the other girl dangling from her own, swinging with its monstrous nubs between her knees. The devices were designed to give the girls who wore them in their vaginas internal pain. Duke realized that all of the beautiful serving girls had worn these incredibly cruel plugs in theirwombs as they had worked. They must take turns fighting at each villagethe gypsies visit. He was impressed that it was not necessary to chain the gypsy girls to keep them in line. A war had recently been fought back home over the issue of slaves, but had focused on the enslavement of colored people. Duke and his fellow ranchers by far preferred to keep white slaves, as most of the girls at their private retreat Devil's Haven were. The gypsies effectively enslaved their own women simply by virtue of the incredible power they held over them. Like the gypsey's, the powerful ranchmen in America found it as easy to work outside the law as within it. They knew that although blacks were the enslaved race, white women had been commonly used as slaves in the homes and bordellos of gentlemen for over a hundred years in America, but with sufficient discretion that the practice was hardly interrupted by the Civil War, and privately flourished afterward.

The only blacks the ranchers had ever taken as slaves prior to the Civil War were captured from the small groups of escaped slaves that dared travel across the prairie, hoping to reach California. They took their pick of women and children, then put a bullet through the brain of each of theremainder. It was not uncommon to come across the bleached bones of humans on the prairie. The myth was that they were those of savage Indians who did not bury their dead. Nobody ever explained how all of the skullsbore a bullet hole. After the war blacks were much more common in the west, and more of theirwomen and children were taken by the ranchers, but were used only to provide contrast to the preferred white women. The ranchers had even used whisky to buy select women and young girls from the Indians, who would raid each others' reservations to procure the desired stock. A beautiful Indian maiden could provide hours of entertainment, engaging in sex with a large dog, or when given a knife to use on a number of naked white girls armed only with small clubs. Race wars could be very entertaining in a controlled setting.

The Mayor of the village and his counselors and their wives had brought with them a woman who was accused of murdering her own baby. She was brought forward, and tied standing spreadeagle between two posts set four feet apart and planted firmly in the ground. Her wrists and ankles were tightly bound to the posts, holding her securely in a spreadeagle position2E Duke noticed that in this position her full skirts and tight breastbulging bodice did nothing to hide her voluptuous figure. She was truly a prize, one he would be happy to have in service at Devil's Haven. Duke admired the control the gypsies had over their women. Clearly theirhold on their own was so complete that the heartless treatment he had witnessed in the cuntfight and aftermath was accepted by the gypsy cunts as a regular part of their lives. The gypsy men had an excellent appreciation of the role and use of women, and they wisely treated them with no more respect than the beautiful cunts deserved. They had picked a marvelous specimen of a woman for the punishment about to be delivered. It was important to them that they follow the prescribed process of their law, which brought about the trial. As the brief trial progressed, the true nature of the woman's crime became clear. She had aborted while drunk late one night outside the village tavern, at seven months into her pregnancy. The infant was stillborn, but to be sure, the drunken woman, sitting on the cobblestones with her skirts raised, had bashed the head of the sprog against the corner of the building to ensure it was dead. Three witness, all at least as drunk as herself, laughed as they remembered the umbilical cord still attached as she whacked the premature baby's head until the skull cracked open, but they could not verify that the sprog had been dead the moment it had emergedfrom her womb.

With a clear conscience, the Mayor declared her guilty as charged, and the counselors and their wives concurred. The bitch had slept with all of the men of the town, and had done so frequently. The village women hatedher, and none of their husbands was certain that the child had not been his own. Her sentence was that she be summarily put to death by the visiting gypsies, and that her execution by lethal whipping be commence immediately after more of the excellent wine was served, and people had settled in for an evening and long night of violent entertainment.

The all night long whipping session was carried out by a large burly man,naked to the waist, who's body glistened with sweat by the light of the torches as he labored in his task. His pants carried a telling bulge up the front, and more than once a spot of moisture at the head of the pulsing bulge became a large dark stain with a creamy center. The vivacious black eyed and black haired woman who had been brought for punishment and then summarily convicted for her brutal crime first had her garments ripped from her voluptuous body. Duke was impressed with how sensual all of the gypsy cunts were. This one was no exception, with hercockraising figure. When she was stark naked, the harsh crack of the whip announced that the brutal bitchwhipping was about to begun.

A marvelous womanwhip with a female sex organ for a handle, similar to the one bought by Duke, but reputed to be more than eighty years old, was used for the execution by lethal whipping. Duke was told that the whip had been made from the cunt and flesh of a fifteen year old, who would nowhave been ninetyfive. Her sex organ had remained forever young, and had brought exciting dances of pain from thousands of females over the years, and was likely to continue to serve the gypsy women punishment for years to come, in the hands of their own men. The exotic leather weapon was remarkably supple, and it cracked with authority when swung by the professional executioner. Properly treated, cured and crafted, woman hides made excellent leather. Duke was looking forward to seeing the convicted cunt being whipped to death with this delicate looking weapon. This was womanonwoman in the most unusual sense. The naked body of the woman being punished was also soon gleaming, slicked with sweat, so that the rising ridges of the welts from the whip stood out in the flickering orange light of the flaming torches. As the night and the punishment progressed, wet streaks of her blood were added to the film of perspiration moisture on her nakedness.

The attending senior villagers watched with growing excitement and sexualarousal as the bound bitch screamed and bucked her voluptuous physique to the merciless and endless lash of the stinging whip. They were gettingfrom the gypsies what they had hoped for.

The convicted lady's big breasts were the first to give in to the merciless ministrations of the infamous womanwhip. The writhing bitch's large mammaries took the succession of violent blows from the womanleather quite well at first, bouncing and jiggling under the rain of powerful blows.Large riged welts raised on her meat to record the intensity of her painful punishment. They had a brief respite as the whip found the target bitch's naked vagina, which was given enough stinging attention to begin it swelling up. Then the whip returned to the guilty woman's breasts, andafter more than a dozen carefully laid blows, their pale flesh began to split.

At that point the man directed the blows to her face, blackening one eye,splitting her lip, and cutting an ear before he broke her nose. Her face was quickly a mess, but he would return to it later to do more severe damage. She was sentenced to die by the whip, but there was no need for her death to occur too soon. The witnesses of the village had the entire night of drinking ahead of them, and wanted the gorgeous criminal babykilling cunt to last as long as possible. Now the executioner's attention returned to the bound woman's marvelous vagina. She had aborted the child in the dark street nearly two months ago, and her recovery had been complete, as there was no sign of slackness in her well formed sex organ. Instead, the vulva was tight and well shaped, puffing out evenly, stretching and swelling the delicate inner lips evenly as they received the unwelcome attention from the stinging lash.

The entirely exposed bitch cunt took a series of rapid blows that smashedthe delicate lips outward, stretching then and causing them great pain. The master with the whip was careful not to split them too soon. He wanted to see how far the lady's remarkable sex organ would invert itself before he began to disassemble it. He knew the anatomy of women well, and he used the whip on her organ to cause the erection of her clitoris, so that the rigid little bud grew to the size of her little finger, sticking its head boldly out from under its hood.

The stinging kiss of human leather to the most sensitive part of the female organ caused it to swell up as did the lower lips, and to stand tall so that it made a good target. When it was struck by the womanhide whip the pain was so great her eyes bulged on contact, and the incredible lingering sting caused her to try close her knees. These blows to her cunt also caused the bitch to slightly squat at the instant of contact. That action opened her buttocks, revealing the pucker of her rectum. The highly skilled executioner took advantage of the opportunity, and landed his cunt blows in such a way that the hard tip of thewomanwhip extended beyond her vagina as it struck, and slapped painfully against the tight puckered opening of her fundament. Her rectum recoiled with the strong slap of the whip, causing the creased orifice to pinchin then bulge out. Her brutally attacked anus responded more quickly than did her ravaged vagina, and what had at first been a tight bud soon resembled a swollen pair of lips, puckered out severely, as if her anus was reaching out for a kiss. The stinging kiss of the womanwhip soon had the hysterically screaming woman evacuating her colon, and the ejection was not limited to a simple bowel movement. When there was nothing left of the dark meat to produce, and she had produced prodigious strings of shit sausage, the inner tube of her colon itself began to emerge, and she began to shit out her own lower bowel, inverting her colon like the finger of a rubber glove. The townspeople had never before seen such a display of gross sexual degeneracy, but they loved it. They were startled at how much of her digestive track was produce through her spread anus. They also noticed that thesame thing was beginning to happen to her vagina. The battered female sex organ was so swollen that it started to invert itself, turning itself inside out from the pressure of the swelling and the battering. The bitch soon looked like she had both a tail and a thick pink cock. The rippled flesh of her inner fuck muscle now formed the outside skin of the grossly inverted and distended fuck tube. She was about to give birth to her own uterus! In moments the grotesque organ displayed as many bleeding welts as the rest of her body. The whip master was now using the weapon in a new way, with a technique that was devastating to the flesh it struck. Not only the skin, but now also the woman's muscle was being ripped by the terrifying womanwhip. The weapon was so effective in the hands of this master executioner that when he snapped the whip viciously against her temple, hereye popped out.

The women of the village were pleased to see the whipped bitch's beauty being so effectively destroyed. The whipmaster focused his attention on her buttocks and then her belly, and as the flesh was ripped, strands of split bitch meat dangled out. Long bleeding lashes across her belly began to widen with the incessant violent attention, and after extensive work, the muscles actually parted, and the woman's guts began to be exposed. By lashing her back and buttocks next, she heaved her belly, and bulges of the thick pink gut began to squeeze out through the newly created openings above and below her navel.

Her big bulging breasts became targets again, with devastating effect. Now the executioner was in full swing, and his blows were not designed to just hurt her, they were intended to destroy. The big battered boobs took nearly fifteen minutes of constant abuse, being battered, squashed, andbounced up and down before bleeding strands of fatty tissue began to dangle from the open rents in the flesh. White bone of her ribs and shoulder blades showed through the bleeding slashes across her upper back and sides. The cheek opposite the bizarrely dangling eye was split from the corner of her mouth right back to her ear, giving the bitch a cockeyed grin2E

By the time the cock crowed, there was a pile of her viscera on the ground between her limp legs, and her head dangled at an odd angle, with a redburn all the way around where the whip had been wrapped when it broke her neck. It was hard to tell if she were still alive up to that point, but it was certain the beautiful baby killer did not survive that last devastating treatment with the incredible whip.

Duke appreciated the fine sensitivity the Spanish had for the finer points in providing torture to the female form. He learned a lot from that gypsy craftsman, and he knew the experience would benefit him in designing fine entertainments at the secret ranch retreat owned by he and his cattlemen friends back in America. He looked forward to the day when he couldpersonally put the finely crafted womanwhips to work on a shapely youngbitch.

Duke had found ample opportunity to used the terrifying weapons to use onfemale flesh, damaging the supple meat of bound naked ladies severely, as had the gypsy executioner. He actively sought out innocent young ladies upon whom he could exercise the incredible weapons, and give them violent attention they would not endure. In America women were not conditioned to this kind of treatment, but that did not deter him in the least fromspreading his learning to both deserving and innocent cunts of the American west. They always died from the experience he provided them, and he would not stop until they had expired. Duke saw the instrument as one for both the punishment and the execution of his screaming female subjects,and used it as the gypsies who made it had intended. The master cattleman known as Duke was always on the lookout for an opportunity to keep in practice with his female hide weapon. He and a pair ofhis hired hands had once bushwhacked a stage coach because he had spotted a lovely young thing get on the coach at a roadhouse. They had waited until the stage reached a narrow gorge, and had easily captured the driver and the two other men aboard.

They had made pleasure with the men before they got on with the more serious business of obtaining pleasure from the wench. They had stripped themen naked, then forced them to masturbate, until their organs were erectand raging. Then they had wrapped the leather reins around the enlargedgonads, and hung the men upside down from the top of the stagecoach, supported only by their bound sex organs, which took their full weight. After stringing together the coach's valuable horses, they had left the men dangling in incredible agony, and had taken the young lady a couple ofmiles up a winding draw to ensure privacy, where they had stripped her naked. The young bitch had well defined beautiful features, the kind Dukefound most attractive. She was a serious looking young lady, with her attention focused and purposeful. Her eyes were as intense as Cassandra's2E Duke assured her that he would give her much to think about.

She had a lot of fight in her, which Duke appreciated. It made the abusehe was dishing out much more enjoyable. The men lashed the girl's beautiful nude form to a big cactus, with her bare back pressed firmly againstthe long and stout sharp spines. She was in her mid teens, mature for her age, and her ripe figure was new. Duke guessed her to be fourteen or fifteen years old. Her skin was supple, and an ideal target for his incredible lash. She had sprung large full tits, and at fifteen, still had the face of a serious eleven year old.

She screamed hysterically as the long spikes on the desert plant dug deepinto her naked meat as she was pressed back against them, but what she was experiencing was nothing compared to what the vicious womanwhip was about to deliver. Duke got his favorite whip uncurled, and stretched the weapon out its full length, then laid it across her full breasts. The blow stung her nipples and burned a crease across both of the round flesh melons. The early blows to her tits would get those dark nipples standing erect and firm, ready for the increasingly brutal whipping they faced. She screeched and shrieked hysterically as he attacked her breasts and young vagina with a series of vicious lashes, battering the delicate female mammaries and genitalia with merciless brutality.

A bitch whipping could not be considered complete without letting the subject woman experience the pain of a severe cuntwhipping. Duke was an expert at the mistreatment of the female sex organ, and he put to work his years of experience of bitchmastering in the brutal battering of this young lady's swollen sex meat. Duke began an unusual approach to the whipping of the young lady. After he had again liberally lashed her breasts with multiple punishing blows, he laid the whip in a series of vertical lashes up her middle, from her wounded cunt to her pretty face. He did not let up, but continued to rainmerciless blows up her belly and between her swollen boobs. The flesh reddened, swelled into angry welts, blistered, and then began to split.

Duke had no interest in stopping now. He had the screaming girl going hysterical, and as she began to piss blood, he redoubled his efforts. The girl responded beautifully to the monstrous whipping. With each lash at her exposed front, she pressed herself further back onto the long and stout spines of the cactus which were impaling her. When she was impaled and unable to pull herself off the terrible spikes, Duke had her wrists cutfree of the binding ropes, to allow the attractive young bitch to die a more natural death.

Now he got more serious with the womanwhip. The results were as he expected. As the long succession of damaging whip blows continued to cut herskin and then the underlying muscle, he opened her, ripping her belly open from her cunt right up between her boobs to her throat. When he had watched the woman split open, like a ripe melon, with a similar womanwhipin Spain by the gypsy, Duke had known he had to try the remarkable stunthimself.

He stood back and watched the good looking teenage girl gradually dump her load of viscera onto the sand between her legs. Then he wrapped up hisprized womanwhip, mounted his horse, took a final satisfied look at hishandiwork, and he and his hired hands rode off. Duke was certain that the impaled and gutted cunt would not live an hour, so he left the young lady hanging on the stiff impaling spines of the big cactus to experience a slow horrible death. After eighteen years of life as an attractive cunt, it was the least she deserved. The men returned to the stagecoach to find one of the strung up men had dropped, his gonads ripped out by the roots. The naked man moaned as he writhed, with twin jets of blood spurting from the gap in his crotch. He had lost a great deal of blood, and was near death. The other men were nearly ready to drop. His bound gonads were blackened by the pressure of bearing the entire weight of the struggling man. Duke and his men did not have time to enjoy the unusual castration. They had both suffered enough to satisfy Duke and the wranglers. They could not leave behind witnesses, so they slit the throats of the men, liberated the strongbox, and were off.

Duke had given his favorite womanwhip to his best friend for this radical chariot race, in which the ladies were bound sidebyside by their big tits. The man with the evil glint in his eye and the cunthandled womanwhip in his hand had been the first to lash the row of naked female assesin front of him. The whip had landed with perfect contact on all six firm round buttocks, making a resounding "smack" as it bit into the fatty flesh. The result was predictable. The cart he sat on was jerked forwardas the bound ladies bolted at the brutal assault on their naked buttocks, and the bizarre chariot race was on.

The object of this unusual race was not to be fastest nor to get to a destination ahead of the other teams. The contest was designed simply to provide brutal femalepunishing sport for the gathered spectators and the three riders. The men on the little sulkies viciously whipped the gorgeous bodies of the naked harnessed girls. The contest would go on until thebound ladies were no longer able to perform. They did not have to run to perform satisfactorily. Lying on the ground and writhing as the whip bit at their bare trembling meat would provide an acceptable level of performance by these harnessed cunts to entertain their bitchbeating captors2E At first it looked like it was going to be a real race. The teams of nude girls, with their bizarrely bound tits, pulled the sulkies around the course by the stout rings in their cunts as the ruthless whips lashed viciously at their struggling nakedness. The girls showed surprising teamwork as they ran, and reached such speed at the first corner that the sulkies skidded sideways in the loose dirt, but were in no danger of tipping asthey slid, with a heavy rancher seated on the low saddle of each lightweight rig.

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