Betsy hung limp and defeated from the barbed wire. Her head fell to rest against her chest as it heaved. The hot rays of sun shining high above blended with the sexual acts forced upon her had her bare skin covered in sweat. It trickled over the stubbly top of her head and ran down her neck. She closed her eyes, trying to push away the shame fighting to encompass her. Like the pleasure of the forced orgasm, the shame also refused to be denied.
Violet crawled back around Betsy, moving beside Caroline to share a sloppy kiss with her companion. Betsy’s eyes opened and her face scrunched up in a look of disgust at the graphic display of affection shared between her two tormentors. Still, she found it hard to look away as the Mystery Woman’s fingers pinched at Violet’s dark chocolate nipples before dropping down to stroke through her thick patch of wiry pubic hair.
Violet moaned softly as Caroline’s fingers teased her cunt. “The dogs are hungry,” she groaned. “I’m sure they’ll enjoy a meal of fresh, bloody, female flesh.”
Caroline smiled. “I’m sure you’re right.” Her hand moved from Violet’s crotch to the trusty knife sheathed in her boot. Pulling the blade free, she gripped the handle firmly, ready to draw some blood. With a swift upward motion, Caroline slid the sharp blade of her knife into the folds of Violet’s cunt. The Fiend shrieked with pain and shock as the knife cut into her. Her eyes bulged wide, staring at Caroline with horror as her fellow psychopath twisted the knife and stabbed into her a half dozen more times. Violet’s crotch became a bloody mess of sliced up meat. Forcing herself over Violet, Caroline brought her knife to the sobbing woman’s chest. Two quick slices cut away Violet’s dark brown nipples and Caroline set them aside to add to her collection later.
Rising to her feet, Caroline gripped Violet by the back of her neck. She dragged the sobbing woman towards the edge of the raised platform they were on. Down below, Violet’s pack of dogs barked incessantly. With the scent of fresh blood in the air, their loyalty was forgotten. “Caroline, why?” Violet blubbered, tears running down her dirty cheeks.
Caroline didn’t bother replying. She planted a booted foot against Violet’s back and kicked out, shoving the Fiend from the top of the platform. Violet screamed as she fell, landing hard on her back. The air rushed out of her as she hit the ground, stealing her scream for a few moments. The pack of canines rushed towards their fallen master. Violet’s screams started up again as the dogs tore into her already tattered cunt. She threw her head back and howled out her agony as she beat her clenched fists against the wild beasts tearing into her.
Watching from her perch above, Caroline let out a purr of arousal. She slid a hand down to her crotch, rubbing at her wet slit as Violet was torn to bloody shreds by her beloved dogs. One of the canines managed to tear one of Violet’s kicking legs away from the rest of her body. The beast pulled the limb away and lay down to chew the meat from it. With plenty of Violet left to eat, the rest of its pack took little notice. The black woman’s belly ripped open, spilling her steaming guts into the hungry maws of four voracious canines.
Violet’s screams became a stuttering, wet cough as blood sprayed from her lips. The dogs continued their feast, shredding through her tits and gnawing away her clutching fingers. Finally, one of the hulking beasts clamped its slobbering teeth around Violet’s throat and tore it away in a wave of spraying hot crimson. Violet’s bulging eyes rolled back into her head and after a few more shudders, she finally died. The dogs took little notice of their master’s demise, continuing to feed.
Mojave Hunts (26/?)
Violet crawled back around Betsy, moving beside Caroline to share a sloppy kiss with her companion. Betsy’s eyes opened and her face scrunched up in a look of disgust at the graphic display of affection shared between her two tormentors. Still, she found it hard to look away as the Mystery Woman’s fingers pinched at Violet’s dark chocolate nipples before dropping down to stroke through her thick patch of wiry pubic hair.
Violet moaned softly as Caroline’s fingers teased her cunt. “The dogs are hungry,” she groaned. “I’m sure they’ll enjoy a meal of fresh, bloody, female flesh.”
Caroline smiled. “I’m sure you’re right.” Her hand moved from Violet’s crotch to the trusty knife sheathed in her boot. Pulling the blade free, she gripped the handle firmly, ready to draw some blood. With a swift upward motion, Caroline slid the sharp blade of her knife into the folds of Violet’s cunt. The Fiend shrieked with pain and shock as the knife cut into her. Her eyes bulged wide, staring at Caroline with horror as her fellow psychopath twisted the knife and stabbed into her a half dozen more times. Violet’s crotch became a bloody mess of sliced up meat. Forcing herself over Violet, Caroline brought her knife to the sobbing woman’s chest. Two quick slices cut away Violet’s dark brown nipples and Caroline set them aside to add to her collection later.
Rising to her feet, Caroline gripped Violet by the back of her neck. She dragged the sobbing woman towards the edge of the raised platform they were on. Down below, Violet’s pack of dogs barked incessantly. With the scent of fresh blood in the air, their loyalty was forgotten. “Caroline, why?” Violet blubbered, tears running down her dirty cheeks.
Caroline didn’t bother replying. She planted a booted foot against Violet’s back and kicked out, shoving the Fiend from the top of the platform. Violet screamed as she fell, landing hard on her back. The air rushed out of her as she hit the ground, stealing her scream for a few moments. The pack of canines rushed towards their fallen master. Violet’s screams started up again as the dogs tore into her already tattered cunt. She threw her head back and howled out her agony as she beat her clenched fists against the wild beasts tearing into her.
Watching from her perch above, Caroline let out a purr of arousal. She slid a hand down to her crotch, rubbing at her wet slit as Violet was torn to bloody shreds by her beloved dogs. One of the canines managed to tear one of Violet’s kicking legs away from the rest of her body. The beast pulled the limb away and lay down to chew the meat from it. With plenty of Violet left to eat, the rest of its pack took little notice. The black woman’s belly ripped open, spilling her steaming guts into the hungry maws of four voracious canines.
Violet’s screams became a stuttering, wet cough as blood sprayed from her lips. The dogs continued their feast, shredding through her tits and gnawing away her clutching fingers. Finally, one of the hulking beasts clamped its slobbering teeth around Violet’s throat and tore it away in a wave of spraying hot crimson. Violet’s bulging eyes rolled back into her head and after a few more shudders, she finally died. The dogs took little notice of their master’s demise, continuing to feed.