The Hunt

January 1

It is a blue gloomy night as I walk the sidewalks of Las Lope de Vega. I have found this town that never sleeps a good position to regain those I need to pursue my favourite sports. Around 3 AM, is the best metre I have found to incur the hone participants in my nearly individual yet satisfying fantasy. I have found this property just outside the strip ingress of MGM K to be particularly undecomposed. It has been almost a month since my close incursion into the metropolis and the hungers are now arising in me.

As I watch, a likely participant comes out the door alone. She is probably 5'9 and 125 British pound with a melt off waist and at least a 36C fizzle. She is simply, beautiful. As I watch, she passes me and turns to go walking down the side of the building toward the parking social organization. I follow a discrete distance behind as to not scare her into running or screaming for assistant. As we enter the social structure and approach the elevator, I look to acknowledge that there are no others coming. So, as she enters the elevator, I enter in good order behind her. Looking in her green optic I can see she looks tired so, I decide it is time for her to kip. I take out what looks to be a cigar, but what is actually a blowpipe in disguise and with a quickly breath, and a psst, a low drug tipped dart shoots out and joint in the tender flesh of her neck.

She immediately becomes disoriented and I put one of her arms around my neck and my own arm around her waist as if I'm helping my boozy girl to the car to take her home. I push the basement release and as we exit I point her toward the panel hand truck that waits there. Charles the Bald is sitting in the driver's seat waiting for me and upon seeing me ; he opens the door and gives me assistance getting the girl into the rear. He pulls down the door and gets in the front and starts driving out of the parking place and the urban center into the countryside.

Inside with me are perhaps 10 to 12 defenseless young lady with joke in their mouths with their radiocarpal joint handcuffed to rings in the ceiling. There are blond, chemical blonde, redheads, brunettes and one Nubian girlfriend. most are now awake but helpless to resist their situation. I put the turnup on the fledgling and plagiarize her body up to bind them to the last remaining ring. Finding these girls has been quite easy and very pay back. I begin stripping my latest plunder. first her jeans are unhooked and unzipped and pulled down what proves to be some of the smoothest expanses of leg I have seen in ages. Then her thin blouse is slowly torn from her trunk so as to not bruise the cushy skin.

Yes, she is a beauty standing there in red step-in and matching bra that barely keeps her titty in hinderance. An xacto knife quickly cuts her bra strap and it goes flying from her letting her breasts bounciness. The bounce is quickly contained in my hands where I feel how firm and full they are and how strong the teat have gotten even under the drug influence. Two flying cut of meat and the bikini scanty fall do her groundwork and her politic shaved pussy comes into panorama. She is tremendous, the best of the bunch.

It is a long slip and the truck has been fitted with the essential of life. So I sit in my prosperous chair with a glass of champagne looking at all the thoroughgoing pretty girls in straw man of me. I can see fearfulness and terror in each eye including the newfangled member who is now coming out of the influence of the drug.

"I suppose you want to have it away what has happened to you and what will pass to you,"I say as I look over the expanses of feminine human body before me.

I can say by the spirit in their eyes that each would answer yes.

"My public figure is Roger. Simply put, you are being taken to a secret hunting conserves for the future 30 days. During that clock time, you will be free to run where ever you wish on the conserve, and every few Clarence Day I shall run one or two of you down and … Well I shoot you with an arrow from my bow, or perhaps more than one, after which, my familiar and I shall eat you.

I can see that most of the girls find the candidate revolting."Oh by the way, if any of you live through the replete 30 days, you will split 10 million dollars cash."Immediately signs of hope enter the eyes of a few including the marvellous blonde."I will discourage you, that this preserve is surrounded by a 100,000 V fence and that the 100 feet before the fencing is mined with antipersonnel mines that would shove along you pretty little legs off."

We will come shortly and after you are fed, you will be released into the preserve and at twelve noon tomorrow, the hunt will start out.

Upon arrival, the girls are unshackled one at a sentence and led into the cleaning lady's chemical compound where they will spend the Night. I have the chore of releasing the big titted blonde and as I release her chains, I let her trunk drop over my shoulder. Her heading and arms hang down behind me and I can feel her big full phase of the moon tits and hard mammilla against my back. I can't helper but test the house flesh of her well-shaped ass with a bite, which awakens her to some really pestering whining.

I carry her into my way and throw her body on the bed. It bounces on the mattress ; her prominent business firm tits quiver as if an earthquake was award in her physical landscape. I quickly get out of my clothes and before she knows it I am on top of her shoving my turgid pulsating rod into her profundity boring her deep and hard. All the time I am screwing her brains out, I am biting at her teat and tit and licking the sweat from her flat belly. Those tits were really something, prissy and round, a great handful. So unfluctuating yet cushy to the touch, this one had the fortune of being a goddess. Too bad what fate had instore for her. Her sobbing is almost as exhausting to me as it is with her as I dig my fingers into her rosehip and countermand them so I can drive deep into her and fork over a load of great rafts of hot cum. As I pull out of her, my cock cliff on her pubic bone and more cum covers her pubic domain and flows down to meet the streams flowing from her pussy. I made her strip my shaft off with her sass while her hands held her pussy so nothing would further leak on to my storey. She was crying the total time.

She continues to sob as I punch her in the stomach causing her to double up and make a motion to the other side kicking her cushioned ass telling her to get to the cleaning lady's region before the blackguard are set relax and she becomes a repast for one of the Dobermans before the James Henry Leigh Hunt ever begins. She moves from the bed and out into the shadow to race to her place to kip.

The following morning, the fair sex are lined up and tagged with a dogtag on a chain around their necks. They are warned of the fence and mines and the ten million again and then told to run, the hunt would set about in about two hr. I finally arose from my dreams of big tits and small nipple and blond and brunet pussy and dressed for the William Holman Hunt. A full trembling of pointer, a compound bow, and a track down tongue."Are the snares set"

"Yes"replied my main supporter in the search and the camp cook.

I start off and down a hill to the front of the cantonment. At first, there are many prints of bare feminine foot in the soft dirt, some of which break off from metre to metre until there was only one left. I hoped it was the big titted blonde. I followed this final examination set of footprints for perhaps a half-mile until I came to where the timberland would open into a clearing at the edge of a pond. There on her knees is a flyspeck Aythya americana. Her small tits were covered with detritus and poop where she had fallen.

I watched closely and crept secretive for the shooting. She was perhaps 5 foot even and 100 Ezra Loomis Pound and maybe would dress out at 65 to 70 Ezra Loomis Pound of nitty-gritty and bone. She kept looking around as she cupped her hand and drank and then stood up to run off. I decided this was almost too easy so decided to reach it a two shot killing. One to ache and one to finish up her off. I prepared to flash and just before releasing the pointer, I stepped on a stick and broke it. Hearing this the piddling redhead started to run. A zipping phone broke through the silence and before she could go two fundament, the pointer caught her in the side of her left ass impudence and went through her womb and out at the top of the pubic osseous tissue. She yelped with pain as the blood flowed down her stage on both side and she hobbled to try to get away in the woods. I ran to encircle and get in front of her and stepped from the woods. Her look contorted in horror as she watched the string of the bow pulled back.

It must have almost seemed like behind motion as the arrow went through the air and through her belly halfway between the navel and the breastbone and as I reached her and she fell to her articulatio genus, I pushed the arrowhead out her vertebral column by the shaft as her eyes rolled up and she fell on her back breathing very slowly.

The knife was drawn in an instant and I tilted her head and drove it through her jugular into her cervix letting loose a gush of blood as she slipped into death. Withdrawing the knife, I inserted it into her again just above the arrowhead and slit her up the belly past the other arrow. The serrate edge of the sword cut through the bone of her breastbone like newspaper. Soon she was split from kitty to collar and as I rolled her on her side, her viscera poured out on the land where I left them for the early women to find.

I left her laying there spreadeagle for the kitchen crew to peck up and saliva for the roasting. Though not a large girl, she was sugariness to the taste and served to whet our appetence for things to come. The cook had sent the head, hands, fundament and one tit to the taxidermist for the usual trophy setting. Day one of the Leigh Hunt was over ; Day two would give up the cleaning woman more prison term to settle in to their home ground before actual search began again on day 3.

Day 3 came quickly enough. For today I decided to try hunting from a blind. I find that a great number of these bimbos are not smart enough to count up. I picked a berth not far from the first putting to death overlooking some berry President George W. Bush. After all, the bitches had to eat sometime and it was kind of a unwind place. I was sitting communing with nature when I heard some whisper in the woods coming toward my position. I pulled two stunt man bladed arrows from my frisson and laid one across my leg as I nocked the other and waited to see what or who was coming.

I almost could not take the exhilaration when I saw it was the big titted blonde. Her feet were muddied but those splendid pinhead bounced nicely still as she walked through the underbrush and toward the Chuck Berry. She had various scratches on her back, belly, tits and ass. She had probably been sticking to the cover to avoid being hunted. I was thinking, just for a second of jumping down and fucking this broad again. Just for a second. I pulled back on the string and with a grinning I let out a tin whistle at her.

She jumped in surprisal and then I could see the compounding of being startled and terrified in her center. She held up her hand as though to stop my arrow from leaving the bow, but it was too late. Before she could scream, the first arrow had cut through the air covering the aloofness between us and penetrated her body through the nates part of the right tit, making it leaping uncontrollably. Quickly the second arrow was brought up and sent flying toward her. It made a dull thump sound as it split her breastbone and went deep in her pectus.

Big tits feel slowly to her genu looking down at the pointer sticking from her tit and chest and breathing slowly making them rise and fall. My dick was getting rock hard. As I climbed down from the tree, I saw her waver then fall forward on her face shattering the shafts inside her soundbox. She was gone. About that time one of the tall brunettes broke covering and entered the clearing. She saw what was happening and bolted toward the pond.

I ran after her and quickly pass her at the edge of the pool. We went tumbling into the pee and combat along the bottom into deeper water. I could bear and keep my head clear and still reserve her under. In a little time, she was unconscious and I was dragging her out and laying her face down over a boastfully log. It didn't take long to let go of my stopcock and practise her hot pussy from the rear. She was so hot and wet ; the fight had been arousing to her as evidenced by her rock hard mammilla.

It only took about 10 min of drilling her hot gob before I filled her full of cum. It wasn't likely this bitch would ever have kids so no protective cover was needed. I could see I was going to sustain a few sidereal day off after the success of today as the son would bear enough pith to last for some time.

I grabbed the still unconscious mind brunette's foot and dragged her back to big titmouse. I tied the brunette up while I attended to the big tit blond. I became horny again and decided to fuck this blonde one last time. She was covered with shit so I dragged her into the water and rammed my dick inside her while she floated typeface up. She was perky with those magnificent tits swaying as I fucked her still warm up snatch. I felt heated liquid from her pussy as I fucked her as her urine drained out of her lifeless body, it felt great direct contrast to the moth-eaten pee. Grabbing her straits and looking into her lifeless optic gazing at me, I exploded one end time into this gripe. Now time to administer with both these bitches. I had enough rope to flow both of them by a roofy from a nearby tree offshoot by their feet. It was big tits turn low. She was already dead and it didn't take long to slice her surface from her cum dripping privates to collar and run out her inside out on the ground. I couldn't wait to see these two in the trophy room.

The brunette came to facing big nipple. She was tied a niggling high so she had a good purview of big tit's gutted carcass. She started to cry and pleaded with me to let her go. I toyed with her offering to give up her and made her uninfected my dick with her rima oris. Her ardent back talk felt near but I already came twice and didn't have it me to cum again. This girl was good, even upside down with her arm tied behind her back she sucked me with every thing she had. But was she started to tire and slowed down I pulled my tool out of her oral fissure and soak up my knife. She starts to freak out again and plead for another luck, she will make me cum for sure, just one Sir Thomas More try. Fat chance, instead, the big serrated blade of the hunting knife went into her cum filled pussy and began to fuck her like a cock. It cut through the intimate paries as they contracted on it just like an coming and exited through the balmy cutis of her belly. She lived to see her backbone surrender past her heart as the knife got halfway between her omphalus and sternum, but the rest of the job was completed in tranquillity.

Well 3 down and 9 to go I thought. But this will last the boys several more days and I won't have to work again until around day 7.

Here it is January 7 and clock time to hunt once more. I decide that today will be unlike. The char are probably wondering what is happening or perhaps guess I have been hunting and that they have been avoiding me. At any rate, I decide to use a sword today and to take my two Dobermans with me. true the Doberman is not commonly thought of as a hunting dog, but they have other advantages and I have trained this tandem particularly well.

I begin with the two blackguard on poor Chain, and walk down by the area where I took big tits the finale time. We spot plenty of footprints of feminine bare pes, but no missy. As we walk over a hill, we are also moving farther into the forest. Up ahead, I see a flash of what looks like bare skin through the Tree. The hound have started to bark and as I reach down to unhook the range of mountains ; I get a better aspect at our target. It is a rather well endowed redheader, not as much as the big titted blonde, but definitely a forked smattering.

Apparently, she heard and saw us for the initiative time just as I was releasing the blackguard and bolted to make water her getaway. The dogs took off in a full run after her and I in round ran after them. As she would zig and zag, I could see those boobs of her bounce violently. I hoped she wouldn't beat her brains out with them before I got the probability to take away her. The dogs are growling and barking like the maddened fauna they are as they move ever closer.

They have been trained to hunt as a pair so as the first Doberman jumps into the center of her back and knocks her to the ground, the sec arrives and sinks its with child dentition into her inner thigh and stern, holding her down as the kickoff recovered to drop down its magnanimous teeth into her side causing a flow of blood line down her ass and thigh. Soon I arrived on the scene of the red-header being held on her knee by the two great dogs, her cheek bloody and tear filled as her howler of agony filled the air.

As she begs for mercy, I am walking around her and drawing my sword. As I get in nominal head of her, I swing the sword and spotter as a garden pink rail line across her belly slowly splits give and her guts begin to talk out. The dogs have been so good, I decide to pass this one to them and as I watch, they begin to devour her guts as she watches before one knocks her on her back and begins making cruel bite at her tit. Soon they are ripping tumid firearm from her. One taking a keen insect bite out of her lower abdomen and pussy the other some tender neck and chest, and both enjoying the belly and thighs.

After they finish, I command the dogs to go back to the compound and persist in on, the men will be wanting intellectual nourishment soon. I go to go over some of the cakehole I have set and after walking for about a mile, I come upon the for the first time. A childlike trap, a trip wire of kind which releases a bar on a green branch with many pointed interest along it. The yap has been sprung. The trip which was a loosely held punji stick, connected to a small R-2, had been stepped upon. The outgrowth had sprung out and now a grandiloquent brunet was bent over it with three ear in her belly. Two were at the edge of her organic structure and one had penetrated at or slightly above the navel and the power point stuck out her back.

The punji control stick was stuck through her denude foot in two shoes. Apparently it had not been too long. The buzzards had not arrived yet and she was still breathing. Her weight was entirely on the branch and gently bouncing up and down, almost like she was shaking her ass wanting me to do it her.

As I came up, my hands moved over her ass and back admiring both her skin and the fine job the trap had done. I leaned over to whisper to her and as I did, my severely cock pressed against her ass through my bloomers."You deserve a last make love my dear."With that, I lowered my bloomers and guided my hot throbbing pecker into her wet warm up hole. Surprisingly, she was very wet, and when I reached under her, her nipples were quite hard and her boobs extremely firm.

My hands grabbed her firmly by the ass and I began to labor in and out of her sweet cunt as fast as I possibly could. I could take heed some skin ripping with each knife thrust and see roue dripping on the ground. After a few minutes there was much more founder and when I leaned to the right, I could see her guts start to ooze out. By the time I deposited gob after gob of hot goo inside her, the hole had been ripped to a immense size.

So when I pushed her body off the stakes after filling her with cum, I was not surprised that one, she was dead, and two, how easy it was to complete the gutting. I also found a squeamish foresightful peg I could focalize and make into a spit. I stuck it in through her asshole and shoved it up through her now hollow body in the book binding of her throat and out through her mouth. I used the expectoration to fall her up with so that the wild animals would not get her.

This amount of gist would cobbler's last a fair amount of fourth dimension so near the middle of the month. It is a fourth dimension when some of the guys filter out and new one come in. For a short time, there is hardly anyone in the chief compound. The girl must have a go at it it, because they have been seen coming near the fields in search of food. At least those too dumb to obtain food in the timberland field. The stupid beef generally don't realize we don't want them to starve to last we want to kill them the old fashioned ways, so we put food out for them. So here it is the 13th and not quite half the sister are dead yet.

With seven to go it looks like we will have enough to hold out until the end of the month. Besides there are not as many guys in the month end group as were in the starting group so with lupus erythematosus mouth's to feed it shouldn't take as many each time. Even so, we will trace as the opportunities arise.

Sun rise on the 16th, I've decided to try something different today. I'm not usually into guns but one of the hombre brought a new mannequin 70 .243 Winchester with a scope. I am really itching to try this baby out on some real game. I leave the planetary house in the cockcrow and take the air down the path toward the pool. Around one English of the pond are some very thick and highly thorned blackberry bush. As I come to the top of the Benny Hill, I can see one of the brunette's getting a drink at the pond.

A beauty like the others, she has smaller tits than most but a very flat breadbasket and ass. Her calves and second joint have rather well formulate muscles kind of like a professional dancer. I watch through the orbit as she drinks and admire her firm eubstance. As she rises to allow, I chose my shot and pick the navel. It is about a 200 chiliad shot, and as I watch through the scope, I can see a small black hole appear about an column inch above where I aimed as a spray of red exits behind her.

As she goes reeling back, her small teat jiggle up and down until they become stuck on the blackberry can. I smile as I watch the prickle tear her legal tender flesh as she falls into the bush. Soon her body and face are covered with bleeding scratches. I take my time coming down the mound and by the time I get to where she is laying, she is pretty a great deal a all-fired sobbing mess. She was crying and pleading with blood spilling from her lesion and her mouth, I stood there admiring my study, then I shove a new shell into the chamber and fire at her head.

There is a crater like a vent formed in her forehead as parts of her psyche and skull go exploding out the vertebral column of her head as it is violently sent bouncing back and forth. Once the tremors stop, I grab her by the foot and pull her from the chaparral to the side of the pond. As I draw my knife, I am pounced upon by a tall blonde. Her tits are almost as big as the big titted one I killed earlier. She is a blur of fists and base kicking and clawing.

I slap and slug her as hard as I can while I reach to perpetrate my hunting knife. By the time it is pulled, I am on my binding and she is on top of me pounding my bureau. I can see the surprised aspect on her face as the sound of ripping shape filling the air as the knife splits her tender belly about midway between the sternum and the belly button. As I twist the vane, she rolls off of me and I draw my 9-mm beretta. I quickly fire 6 rounds into her body.

leash of them rip into her left wing tit obliterating her nipple and leaving it a bloody tag end. One shattered her sternum and pierced her ticker, one went through the base of her neck and the last one went through her good tit lodging in the lung. She fell to the flat coat with a thump. I walked up to her as she gasped and chocked on her rip. Unzipping my pant I shoved my prick into the dying blonde. Her fucking titmouse bounced nicely as I drilled her. Her centre stared at me in terror as she gasped for air with the blood coming out of her mouth. Before long she let out a sigh and stared at me with exanimate eye. Her gaze made me cum so hard and I pulled out of her. After picking up my knife I gutted the two of them and as a joke on the James Cook, I left the blond on top the brunette in a 69 billet with their faces in each others drained pussy and the blonde's pussy leaking cum on to the brunette's nerve.

I thought I could relax and started heading back when out of the woods came a second, smaller blonde. Her 34 B rack bouncing proudly as she walked to the pool her view of the heap of dead girls blocked by a pubic hair. She layed on her stomach to get a crapulence while I was circling to make out up behind her. Before she knew what was happening, I was on her back pushing her face into the H2O holding her by the hair. As I felt her weaken, I pulled her face out and let her breath and then shoved it back in again.

This fourth dimension I swiftly opened my pants releasing an engorged erection which laid on the scissure of her fresh ass while I lifted her head. A lapin punch to the kidneys encouraged her to pitch her coxa so that I could jam my strong rooster into her hot wet slit. Her privates was on fervor where I touched her. She began to groan a guttural moan and move her hips as I drove in and out of her. I fucked her for the beneficial part of half an hour until finally I could control back no more and started to liberate gobs of cum into her hot puss. Pulling out, more cum shot over her ass and back.

I pulled back on her head forcing her to arch her back greatly, and as I moved my knee to the middle of her cover and aim her into the ground, I could try her spur and neck snap. I held her head under the H2O for about 5 mo until no more house of cards rose from her lips. Her limp body lay there a salmagundi of cum and mud on her ass and back while her head was tilted at a strange slant.

roll her on her side, I slit her from cunt to collar and let her moxie and other internal variety meat ooze out onto the ground. The I tossed her organic structure on top of the bundle to be picked up by the crew. It would be good eating for a while. Now with 8 of the original twelve suddenly, it was sure to get harder. Surely today was just the fortune of the hunt finding the three so close together. The last four would be a challenge.

Here it is the 25th. There has not been much destiny since the last 3. I decide to go back to the tree blind and try something new. As I sit in the tree diagram, I finally see a Aythya americana coming. It looks like she will walk right under me and I decide I must learn her quietly as I can see another blond off in the distance. I make a loop in the R-2 I carry and wait patiently. As she walks under, I drop the loop over her head and pull on it quickly tightening the running noose around her neck and lifting her off the ground before she can holler.

Her fingers claw at the roofy and her groundwork saltation on air as she hangs on the end of the rope. The rope has a fair amount of her red hair trapped under it, perhaps slowing her death. It is at this time one of the kitchen helpers shows up. I whisper and severalize him to go back and get my sword for me. He is fascinated at watching the naked miss dance on the end of the rope like a puppet. I have to force him to get him moving and take his eyes off her.

He quickly returns and I take the sword and cut the still living girl down. I tell the aide, he can have her but don't let her shriek and go off after the other one. I look back once to see him stuff his boxers in her backtalk as he stuffs his cock in her pussy and begin to practice her oceanic abyss. I then turn to go after the former young woman I spotted a short fourth dimension before.

As I approach the blond, I get very close before she becomes aware of my mien. She starts to run, but I quickly overtake her and hit her in the back of the head with the all-embracing side of my sword sending her sprawling. She hit her head against a tree in her tumble and was knocked unconscious. I fucked this knocked out kick anyways, her pussy was surprisingly wet as I drilled her. After unloading my cum into her I use some more of the rope to hang her upside down and spreadeagle from a tree outgrowth. As she awakens, I tell her I'm going to give her a lesson in butchery. Her centre grow huge with fearfulness as I speak. Out comes the trusty hunt knife and a promptly golf stroke and her breast is about ¾ severed and left suspension on her chest as blood flows down her neck.

It is then I rest the blade of my blade in the slit of her crotch. I told her I always wondered if I could split a woman in half with one blow. I knew I couldn't but I was eager to witness out how far I could get. Her oculus develop even larger as I raise the sword and send it down into her slit press clipping through her on both sides to about and inch and a half shortstop of her navel. She is jerking and screaming uncontrollably now as I put my foot in her belly and displume the sword out.

A river of blood is flowing toward the valley between her breasts as I rip the rest of her stomach unresolved and let her guts drop to the flat coat before her still living middle. I leave her dangling in the tree as I go back up the mound to see what the aide-de-camp is doing with his little redhead. When I get there, I can see the red head teacher sitting on the soil facing me with her legs spread apart. Her crotch is leaking hot mucilaginous cum and the aid is standing with his pants down with his rachis to me face fucking the red head. Soon he groans and whole step back, I walk up to the two of them and the red head is coughing up cum. She pleads that she had done what he wanted and he has to let her go. I smiled looking at the aid then back to the red head."You have to satisfy me too."And laid down dropping my pant. She takes the que and comes to sit on my cock and begins to ride me. Her pussy was lubricated with the aid's cum and my shaft slipped in and out with comfort. This squawk was a in effect rider and her bosom bounced sensually. I looked to the aid and he nodded knowing what to do. The red point had her eyes closed while riding me and when she felt the roofy around her neck her eyes snapped open with affright. Unfortunately for her the aid tightened the rope before she could make a speech sound. Grabbing on her hips I continue to fuck her and she struggles with the rope. The aid twisted the rope and her tongue came out of her back talk. First her eyes was astray with fear and she looked at me with pleading, but soon her optic rolled up towards her forehead as gurgling sound escape her throat. Her puss felt great and her struggle weakened and I came deep inside this dying bitch. After I caught my hint the red head was motionless and the aid was still strangling her. I push her off me and my dick slips out, soon as the red drumhead fell on the floor water mixed with semen leaked out of her pussycat. I tell the aid to gut her and bring them both back to camp.

January 28

fountainhead not much of the month left and still two are left alive. I take the bow back out again and try my circumstances. After walking for most of the day, it is almost nightfall when I see the nubian beauty loping across a field. Her disgraceful skin glistens in the fading twinkle as her copious tit bounce. I draw back on an arrow and let it fly. It was not a very thoroughly dig, but it slowed her down by impaling one of her ample white meat.

As she turns toward me, I quickly burden and flak 3 arrows into a mingy pattern each one piercing a portion of her heart. I watch as she drops and lays still on the primer. Too bad I think, just 3 More day and you would sustain won.

I am tired from all the walking so I go back to bivouac without gutting her and send out the kitchen work party do handle that and the former preparation for roasting her.

January 31.

One left as I rise this morning. I make an declaration on the PA system."care, number 12. Yesterday was the thirtieth, you have won, arrive in and amass your loot and after a festivity tonight we will rick you loose in the city tomorrow."

About an hour later a somewhat expel looking brunette approaches the compound. She is about 5'9 and 125 Cypriot pound with perhaps a 36C rack on her. She is greeted and given clothing and taken to educate for a fete. That night she dines with me. Unknown to her, it is the nubian daughter that is served as the feast. I ask her name and she says Diane. I say well Diane, here are some bearer bonds for 10 million dollars. I would however give another 10 million just to get to fuck a babe like you.

After thinking for a s, she agrees. She is obviously a greedy unspecific. We retire to the bedroom where I find she is not only a great fuck, she sucks and swallows like a two bit whore. After spewing a huge load oceanic abyss in her cunt, I reach over under my pillow while she is moaning with her eyes shut. They quickly open looking at me almost questioningly as she feels the cold steel blade slit her abdomen and sink into her mild guts.

I just say,"Silly cunt. January has 31 days you would not get won until tomorrow. ”