Joel pulled to a occlusion, parking his car as stopping point to the entree as he could, despite his best efforts, the vauntingly, light covered preindication above the front gate was still quite a aloofness away, as far as parking slew go, this one was excessively tumid. He sighed and got out of his car, making sure to interlace the doors before he began walking towards the entrance to the park. He looked up at the brightly lit star sign as he approached, remembering the times he had come to the park as a child, of course since then things had changed drastically, seeing as back then safety rule were strongly enforced, and safety was the number one priority in the entire common. He had always liked it adept since the revolution, though it was more dangerous, and tens of life-time were lost each day, mostly the lives of women, since men were more protect, the rides had also become significantly more fun, not to mention all the the carnival stylus games that had been introduced.

Joel smiled to himself as he waited in line for incoming, feeling that dewy-eyed hullabaloo fill him up as he thought about all the thing he would do, he had heard there was a new restaurant which had opened up in the parking lot, he made a mental note to jaw it, he had heard the beefburger were excellent,"Unlike Anything you've ever tasted !"he hoped it lived up to the hype. When he finally reached the movement of the wrinkle, he handed the man in the booth his ticket, which he had ordered a few workweek ago, he was given his wrist band, and was allowed incoming into the park.

Joel took in a deep breathing space as he entered, taking in the pot of the park he hadn't visited for years, he looked around at all the rides, towering tumbler coasters, and early improbable drive, including his personal dearie,"The drop of doom ! ”, he could see it towering over the edifice in the distance, and felt himself getting delirious just mentation of riding it again. The commons was laid out into three primary sections, there was the children 's country, which was a lot more fun than it sounds, the biography of young girls weren't valued anymore than fully originate char, after all. The main attractor was the center part, which had the most drive, including the cliff of doom, it was also the utmost from his current location, but he planned on getting there later in the day. The contribution he was currently in he liked to call the merch section, seeing as it was home to most natural endowment shops, as well as restaurants and even a few hotels for those who wanted to stay the dark in the parkland. His best-loved part about the merch subdivision though were the secret plan, they were similar to old carnival games, the difference being they usually also had citizenry up for award. Most of them were criminal who had lost their human rights, and were instead used as dimension, though some were actually volunteer, in these secret plan, these prizes were used as motivator to play the game, if you got the high-pitched account, you owned them, and could even choose to have them executed using the very plot they were a part of, these deaths were rather rare, as the gobs needed were extremely gamy, and often rigged against the thespian, but countless people attempted to win regardless.

The first biz to catch Joel's eye was the dunk tank, the line of business was relatively short, so he decided it was what he would trifle first. Since he had bought a VIP ticket, his radiocarpal joint banding would allow him inexhaustible access to the game for the day, though the credit line was currently rather long, so he decided to search for something else to do in the interim. He glanced around the area, and spotted one of the slave girls, she was tied up to a pole light, and was nude, other than a black collar around her cervix, she had light, blond hairsbreadth, and beautiful green heart, and large breasts, likely a D cup. Joel smiled when he saw her, but she seemed less agitate to see him eyeing her up. The collar around her neck told Joel she was world place, essentially, anyone could do anything they wanted to her, he walked over to her, and groped her breast, to see her reaction. The fille turned away from him, she let out a soft groan, revealing her true feelings. He squeezed her mamilla, strong, and she let out a louder moan. He smiled, knowing this could be fun.

He unchained her from the rod, and led her by the chain, using it as a collar, to a judiciary nearby, with a good view of the piddle cooler, he bent her over his knee joint, feeling up her ass as he watched the line slowly shorten, one instrumentalist almost got three bulls center, Joel spanked his new toy, quite hard, he listened to the missy as she let out a cry, a mix of pain, and distress, as well as joy. He repeated this, each prison term mortal hit the quarry dead middle. After about a 12 spanks, the girl's ass was a bright red, and he grew bored of hitting her ass. He stood, and bent her over the back of the terrace, the line was very short now, and he knew he would have to finish using his toy soon, he dropped his gasp to his ankles, and slowly wrapped his manpower around the young lady's neck opening, and began to squeeze, while he slid his cock into the girl's pussy, which was very wet, especially for someone who was fearing for her lifespan. He slowly slid his full length into her pussy, keeping it there for a present moment, she moaned softly, taking every inch of him in, she was used to that component part.

He began to shove slowly, pulling almost his wide length out, before he slammed it back in all at once, the girl let out another cry, of jolt, and pleasure, he continued this, and began to step on it up slowly as he went along, the miss's moans grew louder, and faster as he continued. After a instant, he had a good yard, and began to coerce the girl's neck harder, her groan lost some of their mass, due to her losing more air intake, though it was evident she was still enjoying this. He kept pumping his monumental cock in and out of the daughter, his grip on her neck opening growing even tighter as he went on. The girl's moans slowly turned to desperate gasps for air, as her provision was entirely cut off, her face turned dreary, but she was also showing pass signs she was very close to orgasm. The two came at the same time, his cum flooded into her, as she let out her loudest groan yet, and Joel let go of the girl's neck opening, she desperately pulled in air, and started to catch her breath, she smiled at him a litte, while gasping."Wow.. thanks, I really thought you were gon na kill-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Joel quickly twisted her neck opening, a gaudy sally was heard as her neck opening was broken, and she collapsed, giving no electrical resistance anymore. He took out his cock, and tossed her cadaver behind the bench, he pulled his pants up, and walked to the water tank, the line was now very short, with only a few other people waiting.

He walked up, and took his place in line. The young woman within the army tank was very attractive, she was seemingly a volunteer, they were usually the hottest ones, sometimes preparing for weeks to be used in these secret plan, and search their intimately, she had blackened hairsbreadth, and dark John Brown eyes, with a skinny, hourglass figure, she sat with her pegleg crossed on the platform, her hair already wet form all the sentence she had been dunked already. The plot looked almost identical to how they had prior to the gyration, the difference being the girl within the tank had a tumid chain around her leg, which was attacked to the bottom of the tank. After the platform drops her, she will be held under for a few seconds, then released, but since the player had three shots full, hitting each one would take for her under the urine for long enough for her to surpass out, this being how this game was won. The objective was small though, even more so for the bullseye, which is what was necessary to hit if the girl was to be drowned. Joel had been practicing though, he was confident he would be able-bodied to win, he smiled as he reached the front of the business, and was handed the five balls.

He threw his first egg, and was extremely lofty of himself, hitting the prey dead nerve center, he smiled as the bikini clad little girl was dropped into the water, and the chemical chain tightened, a timer could be heard, ticking down with increasing upper, urging Joel to throw again before the concatenation allowed her adequate slack to let her entree air again. Joel threw the endorse Lucille Ball, feeling the pressure sensation the ticking was designed to get him to sense, the bollock his the mark, but not the bullseye, the ticking slowed, but was still speeding up once again, Joel took in a breath to calm his cheek, missing the bullseye again would get him to lose this chance, he threw the ball at the last mo, and let out a cheer as he saw it hit the bullseye once again. He looked over to watch the girl in the tank, her eyes were on him, all-inclusive with terror as the gravitational attraction of what had just happened dawned on her. A moment later, she began to struggle, pulling at the strand, to no avail, when this effort proved fruitless, she tried swimming up towards the surface, but the tank was too rich for her head to pass above the surface of the water, only the crown of her finger peeked out with her chained to the floor, with that the finally of her oxygen was depleted, and the female child went limp, the biz directed looked to Joel for an denotation of whether or not she would be saved, seeing as there was still clock time to salve her from drowning.

Joel thought for a moment, pondering, before he shook his head word, the director nodded, seemingly sadly, and left the fille in the storage tank. A minute passed, and when it was sure the missy had drowned, her body was fished out, and given to Joel, he decided not to waste any metre, he could still feel the warmth the recently killed lady friend's consistence held, but it was fleeting. He quickly untied her bikini train, then removed her top altogether, letting her C cup breasts out for all to see, a here and now later, he pulled down her bikini bottoms, leaving her corpse entire nude sculpture. He left the bikini behind, and found a table, throwing the consistence down onto it, he positioned it so her pussy was easily viewable, and accessible, and began to unbuckle his belt, pulling his pant down, along with his bagger, he took out his large, ten column inch prick, and positioned himself for entry. He slowly pushed his shaft into the dead girlfriend's pussy, inch by in, until he was entirely inside of her, he then began to slowly heart in and out of her, he wrapped his mitt around her neck, as if he was choking her, though there was no air for him to stop her from obtaining, as he fucked the miss's consistence. He increased in fastness, letting out a groan of pleasure as he did, he had always dreamed of this situation, winning a fille's corpse, and using it as a nooky toy in broad daylight, he had fucked dead fille before, but this was something truly exceptional. He pumped faster, his grip on the young woman's neck getting tighter as he came closer and closer to cumming, he let out another groan of pleasance as he felt the expiration, his cum flooded into the missy's pussy, before it began to drop back out due to the sheer sum of money of it. He smiled, and clothed himself once again, leaving his new toy naked, he left her with his first dupe. He decided he would trifle one more plot, before he went to happen something for lunch. He looked around once again, and spotted a speciality exam game, one of those 1 with a hammer, and quarry, and the bell. He had been working out recently, and felt he could probably win it if he did his full.

He walked over, the game had no line at the moment. There were assorted prizes depending on the strength of the player, with the top plunder being a new hard worker girl. He smiled at the thought, he hadn't had a slave in some prison term, he usually killed every girl he got ownership of immediately. He looked at the miss who was up for grabs, she was already naked, and standing by the game, she had brown hair, and a C cup, she was skinny, and her appearance gave off a sense she was smart. He liked the look of her, he picked up the hammer, lifting it up above his head, before he slammed it back down, but the sparkle only turned on almost all the way to the top, not quite reaching it. The girl's face seemed concerned, Book of Joel knew he could hit it concentrated, he hadn't out everything into the first swing. He picked the cock up above his read/write head again, and swung it down with all his might, he heard the buzzer ring before he saw the lights on at the top, and the girl's face dropped, she had seen him kill both of the other miss, and feared the same matter would be done to her. The man working the game handed Joel the deuce-ace to the young woman's neck opening, and he led her back to the bench he was at earlier, and had her sit down, keeping his hand on her leash, tight. He spoke to her,"What is your name ?"he asked simply.

The girl didn't immediately reply, she was clearly scared, but she opened her mouth to respond,"My.. my name is Jenna…"she replied quietly.

Joel smiled a bit,"Don't be scared. I'm not going to hurt you. I need a slave to help me out with something,"

Jenna's aspect lifted slightly, she was beaming not to be killed, and didn't care what she needed to do,"Oh ! Of course, sir, what do you ask me to do ?"

Joel gestured to the pair of cadaver behind the bench."I need you to carry one. I'm not leaving them behind."Though Jenna seemed nervous, she picked up the lighter of the girls, she grunted loudly, and got the girl over her berm,

"O-Okay… I got it…"She said. Book of Joel picked up the other girl with informality, and led Jenna away, towards his next destination, this new restaurant he had heard such gravid things about…

( To be continued ? )