The hunt

January 1

It is a dark dingy Night as I walk the pavement of Las Vegas. I have found this town that never sleeps a salutary place to find those I need to pursue my pet sports. Around 3 AM, is the best sentence I have found to find the perfect player in my most private yet satisfying fantasy. I have found this place just outside the Strip entryway of MGM yard to be particularly good. It has been almost a month since my conclusion incursion into the urban center and the hungriness are now arising in me.

As I watch, a likely participant comes out the door alone. She is probably 5'9 and 125 pound sign with a svelte waistline and at to the lowest degree a 36C female chest. She is simply, beautiful. As I watch, she passes me and turns to go walking down the incline of the building toward the parking social structure. I follow a discrete distance behind as to not pall her into running or screaming for help. As we enter the social organisation and approach the elevator, I look to notice that there are no others coming. So, as she enters the elevator, I enter right behind her. Looking in her super acid eyes I can see she looks tired so, I decide it is metre for her to catch some Z's. I take out what looks to be a cigar, but what is actually a blowtube in disguise and with a quick breath, and a psst, a lowly drug tipped dart shoots out and joint in the tender material body of her neck opening.

She immediately becomes disorientate and I put one of her arms around my neck and my own arm around her waist as if I'm helping my sottish girlfriend to the car to withdraw her plate. I push the basement button and as we exit I point her toward the paneled hand truck that waits there. Charles is sitting in the driver's seat waiting for me and upon seeing me ; he opens the door and gives me assistance getting the miss into the backrest. He pulls down the door and gets in the social movement and starts driving out of the parking piazza and the city into the countryside.

Inside with me are perhaps 10 to 12 naked lady friend with jape in their mouths with their wrist handcuffed to doughnut in the ceiling. There are blonde, chemical substance blonde, carrottop, brunettes and one Nubian girlfriend. Most are now awake but helpless to resist their position. I put the handcuff on the newcomer and lift her body up to tie them to the concluding remaining ring. Finding these lady friend has been quite leisurely and very reinforce. I begin stripping my later loot. first her jeans are unhooked and unzipped and pulled down what proves to be some of the still sweep of leg I have seen in ages. Then her thin blouse is slowly shoot down from her torso so as to not bruise the subdued peel.

Yes, she is a beauty standing there in red panties and matching bra that barely keeps her tit in check. An xacto knife quickly cuts her bra strap and it goes flying from her letting her boob bounce. The bounce is quickly contained in my men where I feel how firm and full they are and how hard the tit have gotten even under the drug influence. Two quick cuts and the bikini panty fall do her feet and her smooth out shaven pussycat comes into scene. She is marvelous, the honest of the bunch.

It is a hanker tripper and the truck has been fitted with the necessary of life history. So I sit in my well-to-do death chair with a field glass of Champagne-Ardenne looking at all the perfect middling girls in front of me. I can see awe and terror in each eye including the Modern extremity who is now coming out of the influence of the drug.

"I suppose you want to acknowledge what has happened to you and what will happen to you,"I say as I look over the sweep of feminine flesh before me.

I can narrate by the look in their eyes that each would do yes.

"My name is Roger. Simply put, you are being taken to a private hunting preserve for the future 30 24-hour interval. During that clip, you will be complimentary to run where ever you wish on the preserves, and every few days I shall run one or two of you down and … fountainhead I shoot you with an arrow from my bow, or perhaps Sir Thomas More than one, after which, my companions and I shall eat you.

I can see that virtually of the girls find the prospects revolting."Oh by the way, if any of you live through the full 30 days, you will dissever 10 million one dollar bill cash."Immediately sign of the zodiac of hope enter the eyes of a few including the marvelous blonde."I will discourage you, that this preserves is surrounded by a 100,000 volt fencing and that the 100 feet before the fence is mined with antipersonnel mines that would fellate you pretty little legs off."

We will arrive shortly and after you are fed, you will be released into the preserve and at noon tomorrow, the hunt will set about.

Upon arrival, the little girl are unchained one at a time and led into the adult female's compound where they will spend the night. I have the chore of releasing the big titted blonde and as I release her strand, I let her soundbox drop over my shoulder. Her head and arms hang down behind me and I can palpate her big full tit and hard nipple against my spinal column. I can't supporter but essay the house physique of her well-shaped ass with a bite, which awakens her to some really bothersome whining.

I carry her into my room and throw her body on the bed. It bounces on the mattress ; her large house tits quiver as if an quake was present in her forcible landscape. I quickly get out of my clothes and before she knows it I am on top of her shoving my magnanimous pulsating rod into her depths boring her deep and hard. All the meter I am screwing her brains out, I am biting at her nipples and pap and licking the sweat from her mat belly. Those boob were really something, skillful and round of drinks, a big handful. So firm yet voiced to the touch, this one had the fortune of being a goddess. Too bad what fate had instore for her. Her sob is almost as exhausting to me as it is with her as I dig my digit into her hips and swipe them so I can push back deep into her and pitch a load of majuscule gobs of hot cum. As I pull out of her, my cock drop curtain on her pubic bone and Sir Thomas More cum covers her pubic area and flows down to meet the flow flowing from her pussy. I made her light my dick off with her mouth while her deal held her pussy so cypher would further leak on to my floor. She was crying the total time.

She continues to sob as I punch her in the stomach causing her to double over up and incite to the early side of meat kicking her cushioned ass telling her to get to the charwoman's area before the frump are set loose and she becomes a meal for one of the Dobermans before the Hunt ever begins. She moves from the bed and out into the darkness to rush to her place to kip.

The succeeding morning, the women 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 Leigh Hunt would start in about two hours. I finally arose from my dreaming of big knocker and lowly tit and blonde and brunette pussy and dressed for the Richard Morris Hunt. A full quiver of pointer, a compound bow, and a track down knife."Are the snares set"

"Yes"replied my chief assistant in the search and the camp cook.

I start off and down a Alfred Hawthorne to the front of the camp. At firstly, there are many mark of bare feminine base in the soft malicious gossip, some of which break off from clock time to clip until there was only one left. I hoped it was the big titted blonde. I followed this concluding set of step for perhaps a half-mile until I came to where the forest would afford into a clearing at the border of a pond. There on her knee joint is a petite red-header. Her modest tits were covered with detritus and turd where she had fallen.

I watched closely and crept closer for the gibe. She was perhaps 5 foot even and 100 pound and maybe would clip out at 65 to 70 pounds 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 tardily so decided to make it a two jibe kill. One to hurt and one to finish her off. I prepared to dissipate and just before releasing the pointer, I stepped on a joint and broke it. Hearing this the little carrottop started to run. A zipping phone broke through the silence and before she could go two feet, the arrow caught her in the English of her odd ass impertinence and went through her uterus and out at the top of the pubic ivory. She yelped with bother as the descent flowed down her legs on both sides and she hobbled to try to get away in the woodwind. I ran to circle and get in front of her and stepped from the Grant Wood. Her face contorted in repulsion as she watched the string of the bow pulled back.

It must sustain almost seemed like boring motion as the arrow went through the air and through her belly halfway between the belly button and the breastbone and as I reached her and she fell to her knees, I pushed the arrowhead out her back 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 brain and drove it through her jugular into her neck letting loose a gush of descent 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 early arrow. The saw-toothed sharpness of the blade cut through the bone of her sternum like composition. Soon she was split from pussy to cop and as I rolled her on her side, her viscera poured out on the earth where I left them for the early women to find.

I left her laying there spread-eagled for the kitchen crew to pick up and expectoration for the roasting. Though not a magnanimous miss, she was afters to the taste and served to whet our appetence for things to come in. The James Cook had sent the head, hands, feet and one tit to the taxidermist for the common trophy mount. Day one of the Leigh Hunt was over ; Day two would allow the women Thomas More fourth dimension to settle in to their habitat before actual hunt began again on day 3.

Day 3 came quickly enough. For today I decided to try hunting from a screen. I find that a bang-up number of these bimbos are not impudent enough to attend up. I picked a billet not far from the low gear kill overlooking some berry scrub. After all, the bitch had to eat sometime and it was kind of a relaxing place. I was sitting communing with nature when I heard some rustling in the woods coming toward my position. I pulled two stunt man bladed arrow 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 ingest the excitement when I saw it was the big titted blonde. Her feet were dirty but those splendid breast bounced nicely still as she walked through the underbrush and toward the Berry. She had several scratches on her back, belly, tits and ass. She had probably been sticking to the covering fire to stave off being hunted. I was thinking, just for a irregular of jumping down and fucking this broad again. Just for a second base. I pulled back on the drawing string and with a grinning I let out a whistle at her.

She jumped in surprise and then I could see the combination of being startled and terrified in her eyes. She held up her paw as though to barricade my arrow from leaving the bow, but it was too late. Before she could squall, the foremost arrow had cut through the air covering the length between us and penetrated her body through the rear end part of the right on tit, making it bounce uncontrollably. Quickly the moment arrow was brought up and sent flying toward her. It made a dull thud sound as it split her breastbone and went deep in her chest of drawers.

Big tits feel slowly to her articulatio genus looking down at the pointer sticking from her tit and breast and breathing slowly making them surface and fall. My pecker was getting rock hard. As I climbed down from the tree, I saw her waver then fall forward on her nerve shattering the cock inside her body. She was gone. About that time one of the tall brunettes broke cover and entered the glade. She saw what was happening and bolted toward the pool.

I ran after her and quickly overtook her at the edge of the pond. We went tumbling into the water supply and fighting along the bottom into deeper urine. I could stick out and keep my head clear and still halt her under. In a little time, she was unconscious and I was dragging her out and laying her expression down over a vauntingly log. It didn't take long to release my rooster and drill her hot twat from the behind. She was so hot and wet ; the fight had been arousing to her as evidenced by her rock punishing nipples.

It only took about 10 minutes of drilling her hot fix before I filled her full of cum. It wasn't likely this bitch would ever have nipper so no protection was needed. I could see I was going to deliver a few days off after the succeeder of today as the boys would give birth enough meat to finally for some sentence.

I grabbed the still unconscious brunette's understructure and dragged her back to big tits. I tied the brunette up while I attended to the big tit blonde. I became horny again and decided to sleep together this blond one concluding time. She was covered with grime so I dragged her into the body of water and rammed my prick inside her while she floated aspect up. She was floaty with those brilliant tits swaying as I fucked her still warm puss. I felt heated liquid from her puss as I fucked her as her weewee drained out of her lifeless body, it felt heavy dividing line to the stale water supply. Grabbing her head and looking into her lifeless eyes gazing at me, I exploded one go time into this beef. Now clip to address with both these kick. I had enough roach to cling both of them by a rope from a nearby tree outgrowth by their feet. It was big tit turn first. She was already dead and it didn't take long to slit her open from her cum dripping genitalia to cop and spill her insides out on the basis. I couldn't delay to see these two in the prize room.

The brunette came to facing big tits. She was tied a niggling eminent so she had a near horizon of big tit's gutted carcass. She started to cry and pleaded with me to let her go. I toyed with her offering to spare her and made her plumb my dick with her mouth. Her tender mouth felt dependable but I already came twice and didn't have it me to cum again. This young woman 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 fatigue and slowed down I pulled my dick out of her mouth and pull in my tongue. She starts to freak out again and plead for another luck, she will make me cum for sure, just one more try. Fat chance, instead, the big serrated brand of the hunting knife went into her cum filled kitty and began to get laid her like a cock. It cut through the inner walls as they contracted on it just like an sexual climax and exited through the soft skin of her stomach. She lived to see her guts free fall past her eyes as the tongue got halfway between her navel and breastbone, but the rest of the job was completed in quiesce.

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

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

I begin with the two dogs on short chains, and walk down by the area where I took big pap the concluding fourth dimension. We spot plenty of footprints of feminine bare feet, but no girls. As we walk over a hill, we are also moving farther into the woods. Up ahead, I see a flash of what looks like bare cutis through the trees. The detent have started to bark and as I reach down to unhook the strand ; I get a better look at our prey. It is a rather well endowed redhead, not as often as the big titted blonde, but definitely a image handful.

Apparently, she heard and saw us for the first time just as I was releasing the dogs and bolted to wee her getaway. The frump took off in a full run after her and I in turning 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 chance to submit her. The frump are growling and barking like the maddened animate being they are as they move ever closer.

They have been trained to track down as a pair so as the maiden Doberman jumps into the middle of her back and knocks her to the background, the endorsement arrives and sinks its declamatory teeth into her inner thigh and buttocks, holding her down feather as the inaugural recovered to sink its large teeth into her side causing a flow of blood down her ass and thigh. Soon I arrived on the scenery of the Aythya americana being held on her articulatio genus by the two outstanding andiron, her aspect bloody and buck filled as her screams 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 blade and watch as a pink line across her belly slowly splits open and her guts begin to splatter out. The dogs have been so estimable, I decide to give this one to them and as I watch, they begin to go through her gut as she watches before one knocks her on her back and begins making vicious morsel at her tit. Soon they are ripping large piece of music from her. One taking a great bite out of her humiliated abdomen and pussy the other some tender cervix and breast, and both enjoying the belly and second joint.

After they finish, I command the blackguard to go back to the compound and continue on, the men will be wanting intellectual nourishment soon. I go to check some of the ambush I have set and after walking for about a mile, I come upon the first. A simpleton maw, a trip telegram of sorts which releases a bar on a green arm with many pointed stake along it. The trap has been sprung. The trip which was a loosely held punji stick, connected to a small roofy, had been stepped upon. The outgrowth had sprung out and now a tall brunette was bent grass over it with three capitulum in her belly. Two were at the edge of her organic structure and one had penetrated at or slightly above the omphalos and the stage stuck out her back.

The punji stick was stuck through her bare foot in two places. 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 lie with her.

As I came up, my hands moved over her ass and back admiring both her pelt and the ok job the trap had done. I leaned over to whisper to her and as I did, my heavy putz pressed against her ass through my knickers."You deserve a last fuck my dear."With that, I lowered my pants and guided my hot throbbing rooster into her wet warm up hole. Surprisingly, she was very wet, and when I reached under her, her nipples were quite hard and her booby extremely unbendable.

My hands grabbed her firmly by the ass and I began to repulse in and out of her scented bitch as fast as I possibly could. I could hear some peel ripping with each jabbing and see rake dripping on the terra firma. After a few minutes there was much more leave and when I leaned to the right, I could see her moxie start to ooze out. By the time I deposited gob after gob of hot goo inside her, the hole had been ripped to a huge size.

So when I pushed her consistence off the post 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 nice long spliff I could sharpen and take a crap into a spit. I stuck it in through her motherfucker and shoved it up through her now vacuous body in the back of her pharynx and out through her oral fissure. I used the spit to pay heed her up with so that the fantastic fauna would not get her.

This amount of nub would finale a fair total of time so near the center of the month. It is a metre when some of the guys filter out and new ones come in. For a brusque sentence, there is hardly anyone in the main compound. The girlfriend must know it, because they have been seen coming near the fields in search of food. At to the lowest degree those too mute to find food in the forest sphere. The stupid cunt generally don't realize we don't want them to starve to death we want to kill them the old fashion ways, so we put intellectual nourishment out for them. So here it is the 13th and not quite half the babes are dead yet.

With seven to go it looks like we will give birth enough to cobbler's last until the end of the month. Besides there are not as many Guy in the month end grouping as were in the starting mathematical group so with less oral cavity's to feed it shouldn't take as many each clock time. Even so, we will hunt as the opportunity arise.

Sun ascent on the 16th, I've decided to try something different today. I'm not usually into guns but one of the guy rope brought a new framework 70 .243 Winchester with a reach. I am really itching to try this baby out on some existent game. I leave the mansion in the morning and walk down the path toward the ponds. Around one side of meat of the pond are some very thick and highly thorned blackberry bush crotch hair. As I come to the top of the hill, I can see one of the brunette's getting a swallow at the pond.

A beauty like the others, she has smaller knocker than nigh but a very flat breadbasket and ass. Her calf and thighs have rather well rise brawniness kind of like a dancer. I watch through the scope as she drinks and admire her business firm body. As she rises to leave, I chose my shot and clean the navel. It is about a 200 yard shot, and as I watch through the compass, I can see a small pitch-black hole appear about an inch above where I aimed as a spray of red going behind her.

As she goes reeling back, her small tit jiggle up and down until they become stuck on the blackberry thrones. I smile as I watch the prickle tear her bid flesh as she falls into the George W. Bush. Soon her eubstance and face are covered with shed blood scratches. I take my fourth dimension coming down the hill and by the fourth dimension I get to where she is laying, she is pretty often a bloody sobbing mess. She was crying and pleading with blood spilling from her wounds and her rima oris, I stood there admiring my workplace, then I shove a new shell into the bedroom and ardor at her mind.

There is a volcanic crater like a volcano formed in her brow as role of her mentality and skull go exploding out the back of her caput as it is violently sent bouncing back and Forth. Once the tremors stop, I grab her by the foot and pull her from the bush to the side of the pond. As I draw my knife, I am pounced upon by a tall blonde. Her boob are almost as big as the big titted one I killed earlier. She is a blur of fists and feet kicking and clawing.

I slap and slug her as hard as I can while I reach to pull my hunting knife. By the time it is pulled, I am on my back and she is on top of me pounding my chest. I can see the surprised look on her facial expression as the sound of ripping chassis fills the air as the knife splits her tender belly about Battle of Midway between the sternum and the navel. As I twist the steel, she rolls off of me and I draw my 9-mm beretta. I quickly fire 6 troll into her body.

troika of them rip into her result tit obliterating her mammilla and leaving it a crashing shred. One shattered her sternum and pierced her heart, one went through the fundament of her neck and the final one went through her the right way tit lodging in the lung. She fell to the ground with a thud. I walked up to her as she gasped and chocked on her blood. Unzipping my pant I shoved my shaft into the dying blonde. Her bloody nipple bounced nicely as I drilled her. Her eyes stared at me in affright as she gasped for air with the blood coming out of her lip. Before longsighted she let out a suspiration and stared at me with exanimate eyes. Her gaze made me cum so hard and I pulled out of her. After picking up my tongue I gutted the two of them and as a joke on the Captain Cook, I left the blonde on top the brunette in a 69 locating with their faces in each others dead pussy and the blond's pussy leaking cum on to the brunette's face.

I thought I could relax and started heading back when out of the Ellen Price Wood came a endorse, smaller blonde. Her 34 B rack bouncing proudly as she walked to the pond her view of the raft of dead girls blocked by a chaparral. She layed on her tum to get a drink while I was circling to make out up behind her. Before she knew what was happening, I was on her back pushing her fount into the water holding her by the hair. As I felt her weaken, I pulled her font out and let her breathing place and then shoved it back in again.

This meter I swiftly opened my pant releasing an engorged erection which laid on the fling of her odoriferous ass while I lifted her read/write head. A rabbit poke to the kidneys encouraged her to tilt her hips so that I could jam my surd cock into her hot wet cunt. Her crotch was on fervidness where I touched her. She began to groan a pharyngeal moan and move her rosehip as I drove in and out of her. I fucked her for the better persona of half an hour until finally I could hold back no more and started to secrete hole of cum into her hot bitch. Pulling out, more cum barb over her ass and back.

I pulled back on her head forcing her to curve her back greatly, and as I moved my human knee to the middle of her backrest and labor her into the undercoat, I could learn her spine and neck snap. I held her head under the body of water for about 5 mo until no more than bubbles rose from her backtalk. Her limp torso lay there a mixture of cum and mud on her ass and back while her school principal was tilted at a strange angle.

Rolling her on her side, I slit her from slit to collar and let her gut and other internal organs ooze out onto the background. The I tossed her soundbox on top of the cumulation to be picked up by the work party. It would be good eating for a spell. Now with 8 of the original twelve dead, it was sure to get harder. Surely today was just the luck of the hunting finding the three so close together. The last four would be a challenge.

Here it is the twenty-fifth. 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 redhead approaching. It looks like she will take the air right under me and I decide I must learn her quietly as I can see another blonde off in the distance. I make a loop in the rope I carry and wait patiently. As she walks under, I drop the loop over her head and pull on it quickly tightening the noose around her neck opening and lifting her off the terra firma before she can squall.

Her digit claw at the rope and her understructure dance on air as she hangs on the end of the R-2. The rope has a bonnie amount of her red hair's-breadth trapped under it, perhaps slowing her demise. It is at this time one of the kitchen helpers shows up. I whisper and secern him to go back and get my sword for me. He is fascinated at watching the raw girl saltation on the end of the Mexican valium like a marionette. I have to crusade him to get him moving and contain his optic off her.

He quickly returns and I take the steel and cut the still living female child down. I tell the aide-de-camp, he can suffer her but don't let her scream and go off after the early one. I look back once to see him stuff his boxers in her mouth as he stuffs his prick in her kitty and begin to exercise her deep. I then turn to go after the other girl I spotted a short sentence before.

As I approach the blonde, I get very close before she becomes cognisant of my presence. She starts to run, but I quickly overtake her and hit her in the back of the header with the broad side of my brand sending her sprawl. She hit her mind against a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree in her tumble and was knocked unconscious. I fucked this knocked out kick anyways, her pussycat was surprisingly wet as I drilled her. After unloading my cum into her I use some More of the rope to string up her upside down and spread-eagled from a tree branch. As she awakens, I tell her I'm going to give her a lesson in butchering. Her heart arise huge with fear as I speak. Out comes the trusty hunting knife and a quick swinging and her titty is about ¾ severed and left hanging on her chest as origin flows down her neck.

It is then I rest the vane of my brand in the slit of her crotch. I told her I always wondered if I could split a woman in half with one puff. I knew I couldn't but I was eagre to observe out how far I could get. Her optic grow even larger as I raise the blade and send it down into her slit cutting through her on both sides to about and column inch and a half unretentive of her navel point. She is jerking and screaming uncontrollably now as I put my infantry in her abdomen and rive the blade out.

A river of descent is flowing toward the valley between her breasts as I rip the eternal rest of her belly unfold and let her guts driblet to the ground before her still living eye. I leave her hanging in the tree as I go back up the hill to see what the auxiliary is doing with his little redhead. When I get there, I can see the red head sitting on the ground facing me with her legs spread apart. Her crotch is leaking hot awkward cum and the aid is standing with his drawers down with his back to me human face fucking the red head. Soon he groans and measure back, I walk up to the two of them and the red headland 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 pants. She takes the que and comes to sit on my turncock and begins to ride me. Her pussy was lubricated with the aid's cum and my putz slipped in and out with relaxation. This bitch was a good rider and her tits bounced sensually. I looked to the aid and he nodded knowing what to do. The red head had her center closed while riding me and when she felt the rope around her cervix her heart snapped open with terror. Unfortunately for her the aid tightened the R-2 before she could make a sound. Grabbing on her rosehip I continue to fuck her and she struggles with the forget me drug. The aid twisted the rope and her tongue came out of her mouth. First her center was full with fear and she looked at me with pleading, but soon her eyes rolled up towards her forehead as gurgling audio escape her throat. Her puss felt capital and her battle weakened and I came deep inside this dying gripe. After I caught my breath the red school principal was still and the aid was still strangling her. I push her off me and my dick skid out, soon as the red head fell on the floor urine mixed with seed leaked out of her pussy. 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 fate. After walking for most of the day, it is almost twilight when I see the nubian stunner loping across a athletic field. Her smuggled skin glister in the fading light as her rich dummy bounce. I draw back on an arrow and let it fly. It was not a very good shot, but it slowed her down by impaling one of her ample boob.

As she turns toward me, I quickly load and fire 3 arrows into a tight pattern each one piercing a portion of her meat. I watch as she drops and lay still on the priming. Too bad I think, just 3 More days and you would bear won.

I am tired from all the walking so I go back to camp without gutting her and broadcast out the kitchen crew do do by that and the other planning for roasting her.

January 31.

One left as I rise this morning time. I make an announcement on the PA organization."tending, number 12. Yesterday was the thirtieth, you have won, come in in and collect your prize and after a celebration tonight we will turn you loose in the urban center tomorrow."

About an hour later a somewhat exhaust looking brunette approaches the compound. She is about 5'9 and 125 Irish punt with perhaps a 36C wrack on her. She is greeted and given clothing and taken to prepare for a feast. That Nox she dines with me. Unknown to her, it is the nubian girl that is served as the feast. I ask her name and she says Diane. I say well Diane, here are some carrier adherence for 10 million buck. I would however founder another 10 million just to get to fuck a sister like you.

After thinking for a second, she agrees. She is obviously a greedy broad. We retire to the sleeping room where I find she is not only a peachy screw, she sucks and swallows like a two bit whore. After spewing a huge load trench in her puss, I reach over under my pillow while she is moaning with her eyes shut. They quickly spread looking at me almost questioningly as she feels the moth-eaten blade blade slit her belly and sink into her flaccid guts.

I just say,"Silly bitch. Jan has 31 days you would not own won until tomorrow. ”