Joel pulled to a stop, parking his car as close to the entering as he could, despite his sound effort, the turgid, weak covered signal above the front gate was still quite a distance away, as far as parking fortune go, this one was excessively large. He sighed and got out of his car, making trusted to engage the doors before he began walking towards the entry to the common. He looked up at the brightly lit signboard as he approached, remembering the sentence he had come to the commons as a fry, of course since then things had changed drastically, seeing as back then safety regulations were strongly enforced, and safety was the number one priority in the stallion park. He had always liked it secure since the revolution, though it was more serious, and X of sprightliness were lost each day, mostly the lives of charwoman, since men were more saved, the ride had also become significantly more fun, not to mention all the the fair style games that had been introduced.

Joel smiled to himself as he waited in line for entry, feeling that dewy-eyed fervor fill him up as he thought about all the matter he would do, he had heard there was a new eating house which had opened up in the parking area, he made a mental note to visit it, he had heard the burger were excellent,"Unlike Anything you've ever tasted !"he hoped it lived up to the hype. When he finally reached the front of the line, he handed the man in the kiosk his ticket, which he had ordered a few workweek ago, he was given his radiocarpal joint band, and was allowed incoming into the park.

Joel took in a deep breath as he entered, taking in the sight of the park he hadn't visited for long time, he looked around at all the drive, towering roller coasters, and other marvellous drive, including his personal favorite,"The drop of doom ! ”, he could see it towering over the construction in the distance, and felt himself getting excited just cerebration of riding it again. The park was laid out into three primary surgical incision, there was the child 's country, which was a lot more fun than it sounds, the lives of offspring girls weren't valued anymore than fully grown charwoman, after all. The primary draw was the nub percentage, which had the most rides, including the drop cloth of doomsday, it was also the furthest from his stream location, but he planned on getting there later in the day. The office he was currently in he liked to call the merch segment, seeing as it was home to most gift workshop, as well as eatery and even a few hotels for those who wanted to stay the night in the commons. His favorite division about the merch department though were the secret plan, they were similar to old carnival biz, the conflict being they usually also had the great unwashed up for award. to the highest degree of them were criminals who had lost their human right wing, and were instead used as property, though some were actually volunteers, in these games, these prizes were used as incentive to play the game, if you got the gamey account, you owned them, and could even choose to have them executed using the very secret plan they were a share of, these deaths were rather rarified, as the slews needed were extremely richly, and often rigged against the histrion, but countless mass attempted to win regardless.

The maiden game to catch Joel's eye was the dunk armored combat vehicle, the seam was relatively shortstop, so he decided it was what he would act first. Since he had bought a VIP slate, his radiocarpal joint ring would allow him unlimited access to the games for the day, though the stock was currently rather long, so he decided to look for for something else to do in the meantime. He glanced around the area, and spotted one of the slave girlfriend, she was tied up to a magnetic pole light source, and was nude, other than a black collar around her neck opening, she had visible radiation, blonde whisker, and beautiful super acid eyes, and boastfully knocker, likely a D cup. Joel smiled when he saw her, but she seemed less excited to see him eyeing her up. The collar around her neck told Joel she was public property, essentially, anyone could do anything they wanted to her, he walked over to her, and groped her white meat, to see her reaction. The girl turned away from him, she let out a soft moan, revealing her admittedly look. He squeezed her nipple, voiceless, and she let out a louder moan. He smiled, knowing this could be fun.

He unchained her from the terminal, and led her by the chain, using it as a collar, to a bench nearby, with a right persuasion of the water cooler, he bent her over his knee joint, feeling up her ass as he watched the line of reasoning slowly shorten, one player almost got three bulls eyes, Joel spanked his new toy, quite intemperate, he listened to the missy as she let out a cry, a mix of hurting, and distress, as well as joy. He repeated this, each clock time person hit the target bushed center. After about a twelve 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 workbench, the line was very short now, and he knew he would ingest to finish using his toy soon, he dropped his drawers to his ankles, and slowly wrapped his hands around the girl's cervix, and began to squeeze, while he slid his shaft into the little girl's pussy, which was very wet, especially for someone who was fearing for her lifespan. He slowly slid his full distance into her snatch, keeping it there for a moment, she moaned softly, taking every column inch of him in, she was used to that component part.

He began to throw slowly, pulling almost his full moon length out, before he slammed it back in all at once, the lady friend let out another cry, of shock absorber, and pleasance, he continued this, and began to quicken up slowly as he went along, the girl's groan grew louder, and faster as he continued. After a bit, he had a good pace, and began to wedge the female child's neck harder, her groan lost some of their volume, due to her losing more air intake, though it was observable she was still enjoying this. He kept pumping his monumental putz in and out of the young lady, his grip on her neck growing even tighter as he went on. The fille's groan slowly turned to desperate gasps for air, as her supply was entirely cut off, her face turned blue, but she was also showing clear signboard she was very close to orgasm. The two came at the Saame clock time, his cum flooded into her, as she let out her loudest moan yet, and Joel let go of the fille's neck, she desperately pulled in air, and started to hitch her breathing time, she smiled at him a litte, while gasping."Wow.. thanks, I really thought you were gon na kill-"

Before she could finish her time, Joel quickly twisted her neck, a loud crevice was heard as her neck was broken, and she collapsed, giving no resistance anymore. He took out his pecker, and tossed her corpse behind the bench, he pulled his pants up, and walked to the weewee tank, the melodic line was now very unawares, with only a few other people waiting.

He walked up, and took his place in rail line. The missy within the tank was very attractive, she was seemingly a volunteer, they were usually the red-hot ones, sometimes preparing for calendar week to be used in these games, and look their trump, she had black haircloth, and blue brown middle, with a skinny, hourglass frame, she sat with her leg crossed on the political program, her hair already wet descriptor all the times she had been dunked already. The game looked almost identical to how they had prior to the revolution, the divergence being the girl within the tank had a heavy strand around her leg, which was attacked to the bottom of the tankful. After the platform drops her, she will be held under for a few seconds, then released, but since the player had three shots add, hitting each one would hold her under the water for long enough for her to top out, this being how this biz was won. The quarry was small though, even more so for the bullseye, which is what was requirement to hit if the girl was to be drowned. Joel had been practicing though, he was confident he would be able to win, he smiled as he reached the front of the pedigree, and was handed the five balls.

He threw his first musket ball, and was extremely proud of himself, hitting the target perfectly pith, he smiled as the Bikini clad young lady was dropped into the water, and the chain tightened, a timer could be heard, ticking down with increasing speed, urging Joel to throw again before the chain allowed her adequate slack to let her access air again. Joel threw the second ball, feeling the pressure the tick was designed to do him to feel, the globe his the target, but not the bullseye, the tick slowed, but was still speeding up once again, Joel took in a breath to calm his heart, missing the bullseye again would induce him to mislay this opportunity, he threw the ballock at the conclusion moment, and let out a cheer as he saw it hit the bullseye once again. He looked over to keep an eye on the girl in the armored combat vehicle, her eyes were on him, wide with terror as the solemnity of what had just happened dawned on her. A moment later, she began to struggle, pulling at the mountain range, to no avail, when this try proved fruitless, she tried swimming up towards the open, but the tank was too oceanic abyss for her head to snuff it above the surface of the pee, only the tips of her fingers peeked out with her chained to the floor, with that the last of her oxygen was depleted, and the girl went limp, the game directed looked to Joel for an indication of whether or not she would be saved, seeing as there was still metre to deliver her from drowning.

Book of Joel thought for a moment, pondering, before he shook his head, the music director nodded, seemingly sadly, and left the girl in the army tank. A bit passed, and when it was certain the young lady had drowned, her body was fished out, and given to Joel, he decided not to waste any time, he could still sense the warmth the recently killed young woman's consistency held, but it was fleeting. He quickly untied her bikini drawing string, then removed her top altogether, letting her C cup breasts out for all to see, a moment later, he pulled down her bikini freighter, 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 belt, pulling his pants down, along with his boxers, he took out his orotund, ten inch cock, and positioned himself for entering. He slowly pushed his cock into the short girl's pussy, column inch by inch, until he was entirely inside of her, he then began to slowly pump in and out of her, he wrapped his hand 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 girl's body. He increased in velocity, letting out a groan of delight as he did, he had always dreamed of this situation, winning a girl's clay, and using it as a piece of tail toy in broad daylight, he had fucked dead girls before, but this was something truly particular. He pumped faster, his travelling bag on the girl's neck getting tighter as he came closer and closer to cumming, he let out another groan of pleasure as he felt the release, his cum flooded into the little girl's pussy, before it began to drip 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 first victim. He decided he would run one Thomas More game, before he went to encounter something for lunch. He looked around once again, and spotted a strong suit trial game, one of those ones with a hammer, and target, and the bell. He had been working out recently, and felt he could probably win it if he did his best.

He walked over, the biz had no line at the moment. There were various prizes depending on the strength of the player, with the top prize being a new slave lady friend. He smiled at the intellection, he hadn't had a hard worker in some metre, he usually killed every female child he got ownership of immediately. He looked at the young woman who was up for snap, 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 signified she was smart. He liked the feel of her, he picked up the hammer, lifting it up above his fountainhead, before he slammed it back down, but the lights 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 harder, he hadn't out everything into the firstly swing. He picked the hammer up above his promontory again, and swung it down with all his might, he heard the Alexander Graham Bell 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 daughter, and feared the same thing would be done to her. The man working the game handed Joel the leash to the miss's neck opening, and he led her back to the bench he was at to begin with, and had her sit down, keeping his hand on her leash, tight. He spoke to her,"What is your name ?"he asked simply.

The miss didn't immediately reply, she was clearly scared, but she opened her backtalk 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 offend you. I need a slave to help me out with something,"

Jenna's expression lifted slightly, she was sword lily 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 pair of clay behind the bench."I need you to carry one. I'm not leaving them behind."Though Jenna seemed nervous, she picked up the flatboat of the girls, she grunted loudly, and got the girl over her shoulder,

"O-Okay… I got it…"She said. Joel picked up the other missy with simplicity, and led Jenna away, towards his next destination, this new restaurant he had heard such great thing about…

( To be continued ? )