Joel pulled to a stopover, parking his car as close to the entrance as he could, despite his best campaign, the bombastic, light covered augury above the nominal head gate was still quite a distance away, as far as parking mint go, this one was excessively large. He sighed and got out of his car, making sure to lock the doors before he began walking towards the entranceway to the car park. He looked up at the brightly lit sign as he approached, remembering the clock time he had come to the ballpark as a child, of course of action since then things had changed drastically, seeing as back then safety regularization were strongly enforced, and safety was the number one priority in the intact park. He had always liked it better since the rotation, though it was more dangerous, and ten of life were lost each day, mostly the lives of women, since men were more saved, the drive had also become significantly more fun, not to refer all the the carnival way games that had been introduced.

Joel smiled to himself as he waited in line for entry, feeling that wide-eyed excitement fill him up as he thought about all the things he would do, he had heard there was a new restaurant which had opened up in the common, he made a mental note of hand to call in it, he had heard the burgers were excellent,"Unlike Anything you've ever tasted !"he hoped it lived up to the hype. When he finally reached the social movement of the tune, he handed the man in the cubicle his ticket, which he had ordered a few weeks ago, he was given his wrist isthmus, and was allowed entrance into the common.

Joel took in a inscrutable breather as he entered, taking in the sight of the park he hadn't visited for years, he looked around at all the rides, towering curler coasters, and other improbable rides, including his personal favorite,"The drop curtain of doom ! ”, he could see it towering over the buildings in the distance, and felt himself getting excited just thought process of riding it again. The Mungo Park was laid out into three briny sections, there was the children 's surface area, which was a lot more fun than it sounds, the lifespan of young missy weren't valued anymore than fully grown cleaning lady, after all. The main drawing card was the center office, which had the most rides, including the drop of doom, it was also the uttermost from his current location, but he planned on getting there later in the day. The percentage he was currently in he liked to call the merch incision, seeing as it was home to most endue shops, as well as restaurants and even a few hotels for those who wanted to stay put the night in the park. His favourite part about the merch segment though were the games, they were standardised to old circus secret plan, the difference being they usually also had hoi polloi up for prizes. near of them were criminals who had lost their human being rights, and were instead used as property, though some were actually Tennessean, in these plot, these prizes were used as motivator to represent the game, if you got the highest grade, you owned them, and could even choose to have them executed using the very game they were a character of, these deaths were rather uncommon, as the scores needed were extremely senior high, and often rigged against the player, but multitudinous citizenry attempted to win regardless.

The 1st game to catch Joel's eye was the dunk tank, the line of products was relatively short, so he decided it was what he would play first. Since he had bought a VIP just the ticket, his radiocarpal joint stripe would allow him unlimited access to the plot for the day, though the line was currently rather long, so he decided to search for something else to do in the interim. He glanced around the domain, and spotted one of the slave girls, she was tied up to a pole light, and was nude, early than a black collar around her neck, she had light, blond hair, and beautiful jet eyes, and large breasts, likely a D cup. Joel smiled when he saw her, but she seemed less energize to see him eyeing her up. The pinch around her cervix told Joel she was public property, essentially, anyone could do anything they wanted to her, he walked over to her, and groped her breast, to see her reaction. The young lady turned away from him, she let out a indulgent moan, revealing her true feelings. He squeezed her nipple, intemperate, and she let out a louder moan. He smiled, knowing this could be fun.

He unchained her from the pole, and led her by the chain, using it as a pinch, to a terrace nearby, with a good panorama of the water armored combat vehicle, he bent her over his knee, feeling up her ass as he watched the lineage slowly shorten, one instrumentalist almost got three bulls centre, Joel spanked his new toy, quite difficult, he listened to the young woman as she let out a cry, a mix of annoyance, and distress, as well as pleasure. He repeated this, each metre someone hit the target idle center. After about a dozen spanks, the girl's ass was a brightly red, and he grew bored of hitting her ass. He stood, and bent her over the back of the judiciary, the line was very short now, and he knew he would sustain to stop using his toy soon, he dropped his pant to his articulatio talocruralis, and slowly wrapped his manus around the girl's neck opening, and began to squeeze, while he slid his hammer into the girl's pussycat, which was very wet, especially for soul who was fearing for her life. He slowly slid his fully length into her pussy, keeping it there for a moment, she moaned softly, taking every inch of him in, she was used to that part.

He began to hurtle slowly, pulling almost his full length out, before he slammed it back in all at once, the girl let out another cry, of shock, and pleasance, he continued this, and began to bucket along up slowly as he went along, the girl's groan grew louder, and faster as he continued. After a arcminute, he had a in force pace, and began to hale the girl's neck harder, her moans lost some of their volume, due to her losing more air intake, though it was evident she was still enjoying this. He kept pumping his massive cock in and out of the girl, his grip on her neck opening growing even tighter as he went on. The girl's moan slowly turned to desperate gasp for air, as her supply was entirely cut off, her face turned low, but she was also showing clear mansion she was very close to orgasm. The two came at the Lapp metre, his cum flooded into her, as she let out her flashy moan yet, and Joel let go of the girl's neck, she desperately pulled in air, and started to catch her breathing spell, she smiled at him a litte, while gasping."Wow.. thanks, I really thought you were gon na kill-"

Before she could eat up her condemnation, Book of Joel quickly twisted her neck, a loud offer was heard as her neck was broken, and she collapsed, giving no resistance anymore. He took out his pecker, and tossed her remains behind the bench, he pulled his bloomers up, and walked to the piddle tank, the melodic phrase was now very brusque, with only a few other people waiting.

He walked up, and took his home in pedigree. The girl within the tank was very attractive, she was seemingly a volunteer, they were usually the hottest ones, sometimes preparing for weeks to be used in these games, and look their best, she had black hair, and dark embrown eyes, with a skinny, hourglass figure, she sat with her legs crossed on the political platform, her fuzz already wet form all the metre she had been dunked already. The game looked almost superposable to how they had prior to the revolution, the difference being the girl within the tank had a large 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 participant had three shots total, hitting each one would hold her under the water for long enough for her to pass out, this being how this biz was won. The target area was diminished though, even more so for the bullseye, which is what was requisite to hit if the girl was to be drowned. Joel had been practicing though, he was surefooted he would be able to win, he smiled as he reached the movement of the seam, and was handed the five balls.

He threw his world-class ball, and was extremely majestic of himself, hitting the target idle centre, he smiled as the two-piece clad girl was dropped into the water, and the chain tightened, a timer could be heard, ticking down with increasing speed, urging Joel to thrust again before the concatenation allowed her plenty mire to let her access air again. Joel threw the irregular ball, feeling the pressure sensation the ticking was designed to cause him to feel, the ball his the target, but not the bullseye, the ticking slowed, but was still speeding up once again, Joel took in a breath to calm his nerves, missing the bullseye again would cause him to misplace this chance, he threw the ball at the last moment, and let out a sunniness as he saw it hit the bullseye once again. He looked over to keep an eye on the fille in the tank car, her eyes were on him, blanket with terror as the gravity of what had just happened dawned on her. A moment later, she began to shin, pulling at the chain, to no avail, when this endeavour proved fruitless, she tried swimming up towards the surface, but the tankful was too deep for her promontory to make it above the Earth's surface of the pee, only the tips of her fingerbreadth peeked out with her chained to the floor, with that the last of her oxygen was depleted, and the girl went limp, the biz directed looked to Joel for an indication of whether or not she would be saved, seeing as there was still clock time to salve her from drowning.

Joel thought for a present moment, pondering, before he shook his head, the director nodded, seemingly sadly, and left the lady friend in the tank. A bit passed, and when it was certain the girl had drowned, her body was fished out, and given to Joel, he decided not to waste any metre, he could still sense the warmth the recently killed fille's body held, but it was fleeting. He quickly untied her bikini chain, then removed her top altogether, letting her C cup breasts out for all to see, a moment later, he pulled down her Bikini merchant ship, leaving her corpse entire nude. He left the bikini behind, and found a table, throwing the body down onto it, he positioned it so her pussy was easily viewable, and accessible, and began to unbuckle his bash, pulling his pants down, along with his packer, he took out his enceinte, ten in hammer, and positioned himself for ledger entry. He slowly pushed his prick into the dead girl's kitty, inch by inch, until he was entirely inside of her, he then began to slowly heart in and out of her, he wrapped his hired hand around her cervix, as if he was choking her, though there was no air for him to stop her from obtaining, as he fucked the girl's torso. He increased in speed, letting out a groan of pleasure as he did, he had always dreamed of this situation, winning a miss's corpse, and using it as a fuck toy in encompassing daylight, he had fucked perfectly girls before, but this was something truly limited. He pumped faster, his grip on the girl's neck opening getting tighter as he came closer and closer to cumming, he let out another groan of delight as he felt the handout, his cum flooded into the girl's twat, before it began to drop back out due to the sheer amount of it. He smiled, and clothed himself once again, leaving his new toy naked, he left her with his initiatory dupe. He decided he would act as one Thomas More plot, before he went to regain something for lunch. He looked around once again, and spotted a military capability mental testing game, one of those 1 with a pounding, and target, and the bell. He had been working out recently, and felt he could probably win it if he did his ripe.

He walked over, the biz had no line at the moment. There were various trophy depending on the military posture of the musician, with the top booty being a new slave girl. He smiled at the thought, he hadn't had a slave in some time, he usually killed every little girl he got ownership of immediately. He looked at the girl who was up for grabs, she was already naked, and standing by the biz, she had brown hair, and a C cup, she was skinny, and her appearance gave off a signified she was smart. He liked the looking of her, he picked up the pound, lifting it up above his straits, before he slammed it back down, but the brightness level only turned on almost all the way to the top, not quite reaching it. The girl's fount seemed concerned, Joel knew he could hit it harder, he hadn't out everything into the initiatory vacillation. He picked the pounding up above his nous again, and dangle it down with all his might, he heard the Bell ring before he saw the lights on at the top, and the girl's font dropped, she had seen him kill both of the other lady friend, and feared the Saami thing would be done to her. The man working the game handed Joel the tierce to the girl's neck, and he led her back to the bench he was at other, and had her sit down, keeping his handwriting on her trey, tight. He spoke to her,"What is your figure ?"he asked simply.

The girl didn't immediately response, she was clearly scared, but she opened her oral fissure to reply,"My.. my public figure is Jenna…"she replied quietly.

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

Jenna's face lifted slightly, she was glad not to be killed, and didn't care what she needed to do,"Oh ! Of course of action, sir, what do you need me to do ?"

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

"O-Okay… I got it…"She said. Joel picked up the former girl with repose, and led Jenna away, towards his succeeding terminus, this new restaurant he had heard such great things about…

( To be continued ? )