From: Woodburn@slutkill.com
Subject: Speared (nc,rape,tort.,snf.,MMMM/f)
Date: 1997/01/25
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SPEARED

The young bitch, bound spreadeagled
blonde maned, sweaty strands across her pretty face
harlot faced cunt
plump but firm thighs and ass
pale alabaster flesh, porcelain smooth,
cherry red lips.
Sacrifical teenage slut
kidnapped, viciously and heartlessly raped
in the back of the black van
slammed into the steel floor
suffering under the weight of her captors
cruel and powerful men
whose bodies are possessed
taut with evil and demanding energy
the hunger to fuck and slaughter young female prey.

And now the killers have brought her here
to the calm and deep forest
her sun-dappled body tensed
the canopy of trees all around her
singing the hushed rustling melody
as old as the planet
as they take up the spears.

She cries and wails and pleads.
They smile, naked.
They jerk their cocks, pump slowly
hard wooden spears in one hand
flesh spears in the other
ambidextrous gods of destruction
moving in on their prey.

They have banged her from all sides
Slam-jam-fucked, double-fucked and triple-fucked
the young female.

She begged to the sky while they dragged her from the van
begged and called out to the deaf and blind forest
on the quiet sunny spring afternoon
as they violated her bruised and dirt-streaked body
long hard hours of deliciously frenzied rape on the carpet of grass and 
leaves.
Now their lust demands final release
and they have hauled her up on the wooden beams,
arms outstretched, roped
lovely martyr awaiting execution.

With a nasty growling noise
the first predator raises his long weapon
long as pool-stick, sharpened to a killing point
and with a snarl he thrusts hard and forward
deep
into the smoothness of her lower abdomen
wooden thud, tearing flesh, screaming girl
and the next killer approaches
she quivering and trembling up there
arms wide apart already bleeding down her lovely thighs
as the next spear is plunged 
belly-pierced
anguished shriek
she spasming and jerking, face upturned to the sky
red-lipped mouth wide.

Yeahh! Kill the fucking little sluttttt!
Finish her, spear-fuck her
the third agressor now moving in
taking his time, aiming well
his arm thrust backward then quickly
forward
hard-thudding wood into girl-skin
snap of ribs
right into the middle of her chest between her lovely girl-tits.
³Aaa-uuugghhhhh!² she grunt-screams.
YEAHHH! the men shout and the fourth man moves up to her
as the third retreats.

Circled by the three bitch-killers who look up at her hungrily as she 
bleeds and cries
she is so pretty, achingly lovely in her suffering
her pain and terror to be slowly taken in
to be savored, slowly and meaningfully savored
She is meat for us, offered up.

The men remember watching her on the playing field,
blonde perky cheerleader
girl-voiced, jubilant
now strung up like a side of beef in the butcher shop
waiting for the last spear
the fourth and final killer moving up to her
taking his position
hard cock pistoned in one hand, long wooden spear in the other.

This last killer is the one who has lured her to her rape and slaughter,
the burly dark-haired boy who whispered love in her ear
pressed his meat against her
all the time knowing where he would take her
his unsuspecting sweetie-pie, doe-eyed, MTV teenage princess
and now he smiles up at her
his eyes cruel gray slits in a dead face 
his strong naked body perfectly poised to deliver the final blow.

And she looks down at him begging with tear-drowned eyes and babbling 
squealing: ŒNo! No!¹
as he raises the killing instrument.
ŒNo, oh God, dear Jesus, Bobby...No! No! Noooo!²
Fuck you, whore.
And he slams the spear right into her cunt-mound so that her last no
spills and twists upward into  piercing wide-lipped soprano shrillness.
And once the spear is in her
with venomous hatred of Woman
he pushes it deeper and deeper
until it tears through her
all the way through her, breaking her spine
sending a spirited convulsing all through her bound limbs
rolling her eyes back in her head
the men stepping forward to shoot their cum on her bleeding legs
on her bare feet
she straining up on her toes
all muscles cramped in one final paroxysm
and one final gasping shuddering
aaaa-aahhgghhhhhhhh
beautiful to watch
beautiful
as Bobby cums
his sperm-gobs spattering her knees and shins.

Later, they yank out the spears
spilling blood and entrails on the grass
releasing the limp young body from its bondage.
To see what its like
they fuck the dead cheerleader and laugh
they stick their fingers and cocks in her wounds
they empty themselves in her
savagely pumping the last of their jism into her dead body
then, with sharp-edged meat-cleavers
standing over her on all sides
they begin
hacking the young defiled victim to pieces
blood and flesh flying.

Dismembered bitch is tossed into a shallow grave
in pieces
and buried.

In the nearby stream the men bathe, wind down
talk about the slaughter:
Nice piece of ass.
Fucking sweet little bitch.
Damn
Bled like a fuckin¹ pig.
Next one we should barbecue.
Yeah. 
Always wondered what tit-meat tastes like cooked.

When the men leave, the forest quiets down to a whisper
as night slowly falls.

WOODBURN 97