The immorality farmer

It is the cheeseparing hereafter and after respective wars, criminal offense and
violence is still endemic as the police are very thin on the
ground and in place it is helter-skelter with the law frequently ignored.
Things are slowly getting back to normal but heart and soul is scarce and people will
try any eccentric of meat that is given to them to eat.
The black market for goodness makes 60 % of the economy.

It was the summer holidays and five young woman who all
wanted to go to art college tried to enroll but their course
was full until the next year.
Mary, Sophie, Fiona, Debbie and Maxine were hanging out at
Sophie's menage pondering what to do in the miserly time.
We could all get temp jobs said Fiona. What about a round
the world turn backpacking said Maxine.
What with ? said Blessed Virgin we have hardly any money.
Sophie was flicking through an substitute female artist
diary and in it an advertizing caught her eye.
It said"come relax on the farm, pretend you are an animal
and go through the aliveness cycle of an fauna of your choice"
fresh air, food and good society at Edith Ian Smith's farm !
monetary value is not a trouble for young budding artist and others.

On making contact with the farm they all agreed that a cheap falling out away from it all would do them good so they decided to go
and went on the yearn wagon train journey to the station in the
country.
As they came out of the station all excitedly a minibus was
there waiting for them to pick them up.
It was another long journey in the countryside in the midriff of
nowhere before they turned off on to another long private
dirt track.
In luxuriously flavour they chatted and smiled until they saw a
pith hand truck heading out. As they looked they saw women tied
up, eyes wide open trying to maunder something but they
did n't know what to make of it. The driver said do n't
worry S & M.
As they pulled up they all got out of the minibus to be
greeted by a cover girl old lady Mrs Smith.
hullo my love. Welcome to my farm. Please call me Edith I
do hope you delight your time here. It is lovely and relaxing
and you get to really unwind.
Fiona asks Edith who were those girls on that meat truck ?
Oh do n't care about that for now my dear as she puts her
arm around the lady friend comfortingly they were just getting the
full feel for life sentence on the farm. We have all sorts here.
naturist, S & M People. In this day and age we have to
diversify to bring in money.
We even have a puppy farm here breeding wom - err
bitches.
They all nod in accord.
As you can see on the wall we have lots of award winning
gist, succulent and juicy supplying sausage, ribs and
anything else we can come up she says warmly.
Now then what animate being would you delicious girls like to
be ?
What creature do you paint a picture said Debbie ?
Well you could be Veil or for the large ladies they like to
pretend to be pig bed"she chortles"
Or horse cavalry. But you madam could be - Friesian cows she
suggests.
Oh yes let 's be Bos taurus they said moo moo ha ha ha.
Very well said Edith. I will demand you to sign on this
contract.
It is very long piped up Fiona what does it all say ?
Edith explains that is is just boring prophylactic waivers but she
does want something in return and that is to milk them every
day.
After talking it over they agree and sign the document.
Good, now please undress. You wo n't require clothes here. You
will be stabled in a endearing barn with mess of straw.
The girls laugh as they undress in the summertime heat thankful
of a cool breeze.
Now please get some eternal sleep and I will see you all in the
morning.
The next morning Edith comes out. Ok girls it's milking
sentence for my cow she smiles.
She politely tells the miss to get on all fours and she
attaches the breast pumps on them to milk them. This is one
way to withhold some money while you stay here.
After milking they are fed their solid food in a trough and let
out in to the field to relax.
Now rest assured I wo n't be getting a cop to cover you she
says cheekily. Maxine goes Awwww and they all laugh.
There are chairs for them to sit on and calculate up at the
clouds or go for a short walkway round the paddock or play some
games.
lifespan was good in the hot summer sun frolicking about as
pretend cows for two months.
Then one afternoon Edith tells the young woman that they were to
be put in the truck as they are going on a little journey.
Shall we put our apparel on they said ? No it's fine where
we are going. Hop in my dears.
They walk in and are taken on a journey to a warehouse.
As they come out other animals and women are there in pens.
It was a back street cattle mart."What are you
doing ?"We are naked in nominal head of these citizenry !"They
said. Do n't vex my dear"Edith says. As the auctioneer
gabbles away very fast getting the best Leontyne Price for the
animals ,. After a time the girls are then taken out. They
looked skittish and embarrassed as they looked in to the
crowd they could see rough looking men and suited men. One
man had the M of McDonalds on his suit and another from a
well known dog solid food firm bidding.
It was all strange as people bid for them and then it was
over.
They went back to their pens where they could see Edith
completing paperwork, smiling and saying her goodbyes then
they were ushered back on the truck.
On returning to the farm they asked have we been sold ? Yes
the old lady said most of you were sold to a local stumbler
except for Maxine who was sold to the dog food firm.
Are-are we slave ? No do n't interest. Just giving you the
experience of the farm. It is nearly over now.
It has been a long day. Get some relaxation as we are up early
tomorrow.
The shed is locked shut for the night and in the morning the
young lady are fed and watered then husky men with Edith order
them in to the meat truck.
What 's happening ? ! Said Sophie. Just get on the truck now !
demanded the men. fall on ! Said Edith tersely. The subtlety
had ended.
They are pushed inside and tied up and a gag is put on
them.
Just before the final one Mary has her gag put on her she
says where are we going ?
"Why you are all going to the slaughterhouse and meat
interlingual rendition works my dears ”.
The girls all try screaming in terror as the door is closed.
Edith bangs the side of the hand truck twice"Ok take
them away !"She bellows and the hand truck moves off.
As they drive out another minibus of young exited char are
coming in and look at them confusingly.
The female child try to screem but all they can do is go hmmpf and
wriggle about.
When they arrive at the slaughterhouse men unload the girl
and cheque they have the correct stock and put marks on their
bodies.
Mary the live women by far with a lovely torso wide hips and nice
ass has"clean BBQ"written in red on her chest. This
one should cook up well a man said. Then Sophie and
Fiona who are also attractive had `` gen sale '' &"gut"written on
their bureau. Debbie had Kebab written on her Brown University skin.
Maxine used drugs a lot when she was younger and had been
round the occlusion when it came to men and was not really that
much of a watcher had"dog food"written on her chest.
observance early cows going in some of the girls defecated and
wet themselves in fright.
They were chained up one at a time by the mortise joint and hoisted
upside down and the machine drew them inside, each could see
what had been written on them.
As they went in the smell of death and the plenty of pith parts and
entrails stacked up on the floor.
The noise of sawing substance and the ban saw cutting physique was
non stop.
Being held in a queue to die a great arduous set hairy man
slaps Mary's ass and says loudly"Hey Jim, just slaughter and
gut this meat then you can go to lunch"“ Ok Dave"Jim
replies.
He gets out his knife for the get-go one which is Maxine. It
has dog food on it so he slits her pharynx and she writhes
about. He passes the eubstance to a colleague who uses a turgid
meat knife to break in to her rib cage And her guts empty
out on to the level which is swept up by a auto in to a
corner marked prime dog food. Maxine 's carcass is then
picked up and thrown on to another pile of left over substance
parts gear up to be ground up, finger cymbals and all for loud dog
food in a rendering machine by another operative using a
fork elevation truck.
The others saw just what happened and next it was the turn
of Sophie who had her pharynx slit then her head word was
sawn off and put in the freezer on a essence hook.
Fiona was succeeding as her throat was prick and taken over by
pulley to the man that gutted the meat. But Fiona was still
alive ! Her arms writhing about as the man sliced her open.
"crunch"as her rib Cage was ripped blanket receptive and her
consistence suddenly became lifeless.
Debbie was adjacent up. Looking at his notes the private eye used
a ban saw SSCCCCRRRRREEE went the saw straight through her
neck like a hot knife through butter, her head picked up and
thrown in the bin as the blood poured out of her down a
drainpipe in the base. Once the hemorrhage had stopped she was
also pinned with with a art object of paper in to her tegument with
the buyer note and put in to cold storage.
Then it was finally the turn of Virgin Mary. She was cut with a
knife in the pharynx and she bled to death like the others
but was then put in to cold storage.
The future day the slaughterer arrived to collect his meat he
bought.
He puts the carcasses in to his van and drove back to his
shop class round the back to unload all the carcasses in his cold memory board field but takes one to the front end of the workshop to forge on.
Before starting the butcher shaved off Sophie 's pep pubic hair by sliding his finger's breadth in her puss devising sure every hair is removed with a razor and under her subdivision on her pallid delicate skin before chopping her up with a nub chopper to exhibit neat stinger of meat in
the trays of his shop, heart, liver, her ribs and tasty mince all neatly arranged with a toll tag on each item.
He leaves the other carcass hanging in his freezer to cut up and sell later before working on the body of Mary.
This piece of prime meat toll him a pretty centime but for
which he was going to build a lot of money out of.
He and another colleague got a chummy metallic element rod spiked at the
tip and inserted it in to The Virgin's ass. As they both pushed
the rod in to the nitty-gritty it slid in nicely and came out of her mouth.
They then tied her weapons system and legs up.
We are going to betray this to those survivalists. They want
to have a BBQ in the Natalie Wood over a ptyalize fire.
The stumbler makes the call."Ted it's Mike the butcher.
I got your meat all prepared and ready. Ok I will lend it
round in the good afternoon ”.
The spread is already in full jive when mike turns up and
they help him unlade the meat and put it on the fire.
Slowly rotating round they ca n't wait to tuck in to the
lovely tender heart and soul that they have got confine of.
Enjoy your company lads ! microphone says.
microphone gets back to his store to set Debbie.
He cuts her sleeve and branch off with a meat cleaver and
then with a knife cleans up the meat.
The munition and branch can be minced up and turned in to
sausages later he says to his colleague and then once
finished he takes the meat to his van to exact to Hakeem the
kebab workshop owner who pre-ordered his meat.
"Ahh microphone so good to see you descend in come in"“ we were
running out of meat I am so gladiola you have turned up. Oh yes
this looks first-class"he exclaims in broken English language. My
other Quaker who own Kebab shop class use dog or cat or even
Wisconsinite center. I could never do that No ?
You bring me prime meat my friend.
Ok hakim enjoy, look at care says Mike.
Hakeem then checks and prepares the essence and slides a skewer
pole from the root word through to the neck and puts the meat of
Debbie in the window as it slowly rotates and cook on the rotisserie.
Every so often pouring fat over the browning skin.
Customers see the delicious tender dripping meat and start coming in."I see you
have some Sir Thomas More heart hakeem"only the best. The best for my
customer"he exclaims .