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 To Have and Have Not, or A Day in the Life of a Demigod
By: Loki 925 (M/g+, Torture/Snuff)
This story is totally fictitious and does not resemble anyone or
anything in reality, whatever that is.  Be warned, this story contains

brutality and death of young girls.

   Capitalism Doomed!  Communism Doomed!  Socialism Doomed!  Republic
Doomed!  Democracy in its true form does not exist or in any other form is
also Doomed!  The reason these systems will fail, or are failing is,
because no matter which one you chose there will always be people who have
money, power or both and many more people who don't.  People with money and
power or both are called the Haves and people without are called Have nots.

   Earth or some other planet in the distant future:

   The genetic code having been broken the Haves now live almost
indefinitely.  They also have other powers that Have nots cannot acquire.
Less than one half of one percent of this world's population are Haves and
they will forever bar any other person from becoming a Have.  The Haves are
the epitome of human greed and folly and there are no checks or balances.
They in essence are demigods and like the whimsical, mythical gods of old
they look down on their fellow humanoids with scorn.

   The reduced population of Have nots are housed, clothed, fed, and free
of crime, but they have absolutely no future and no hope.  Their entire
existence is devoted to making a better life for the Haves.  They are now
less than slaves, they are fodder for the capricious whims of the Haves.

   The Haves are now totally corrupted by the absolute power they hold over
the Have nots.  They are so corrupted that they no longer look at their
fellow humanoids as people, they look at them as beasts and cattle.  To
this end the Haves are now cannibals and delight in the fact that they are
now the true top of the food chain.

   Lord Rexor or better put god Rexor is eighteen years old; but his
eighteen years are measured in Have time which is now one hundred years for
each year of Have not time.  Rexor is by far the most powerful Have.  He is
the anointed leader of the Haves and all the other Haves fear him.

   To show how powerful he was he did away with his closest rival with just
a thought and a slight nod of his head.  As his closest rival doubled over
in agonizing pain Rexor just laughed as he watched him die in utter agony.
He was cruel beyond description and his lust for blood was beyond
quenching. The only time Rexor was venerable was when he slept, but even
then he had no cause to worry.

   His home once locked was an impregnable fortress guarded not only by
multilayer electronic security but an army of combat drones.  The room he
slept in was deep underground and could withstand a direct hit by the
largest atomic weapons.  Not that any other Have would dare attack him but
Rexor was a cautious man.

   A day in the life of a demigod: Rexor rose every morning at 9 a.m.  He
used the toilet facilities and showered.  Although he considered himself
superior he still had the same body functions all humans have.  He dressed
in a royal red robe and left his bedroom.  He made his way to the fast lift
device.  The device was somewhat like an elevator but a hundred times
faster and completely secure.  When the door to the device opened, waiting
and standing still were four young females.  They were each just twelve
years old and completely bonded to Rexor by his force of will.

   They were dressed in just panties.  If he was normal which he wasn't
Rexor would have admired the firm little tits of the young girls.  But his
taste for females was three years less than these 12-year-old females. 
Rexor preferred nine years old.  He liked them because they were just
beginning to develop.  It was also much easier to control a nine year old's
mind and they tasted better cooked or raw than a younger or older girl.

   In unison the females greeted Rexor, "Good morning, Sir Rexor." Rexor
commanded them to remove their panties.  The young females' minds may have
objected to his command but they were fully under his control.  He could
read their minds and knew they did not want to do as he asked.  He also
knew they were very afraid.

   Their fear pleased Rexor.  When the young females were naked he ordered
them to raise their arms and spread their legs.  The girls had no choice
and complied with his command.  Just above the females a set of chains
dropped down over the head of each female.

   When the chains dropped the girls looked up.  They may have known they
were about to be chained but they could not move.  Rexor could have had the
females chained automatically but he preferred to do it himself.  He wanted
to look into each girl's eyes as he chained them.  He wanted to see their
fear and their silent pleas for mercy and freedom.  Neither would be
granted.  The only thing they would get from Rexor was his wicked smile. 
When the females were securely chained they were lifted a few feet off the
ground.

   Tears of fear and pain filled the young females' eyes making Rexor
smile. It was just the start of the day and like all days it would begin
with death.  Under each girl a steel pole began to rise.  The first fifteen
inches of the poles were solid chrome steel.  The rest of the pole was
dotted with sharp short spikes.  The poles were centered between the girls'
legs.  The females could see the poles rising and wanted to scream but
Rexor had muted not only their movement abilities but their voices.

   It was not time for them to scream.  They would be allowed to scream as
each pole entered their vaginas.  The steel poles easily split the females'
still immature semi-hairless slits.  As the poles entered their bodies each
female's eyes grew wide with pain.  Their virginity was easily ripped
asunder as the steel poles pushed through their cervixes.

   Rexor had done this countless times before.  He knew exactly when the
poles would breach the females' cervixes.  When he knew the time was right
he un-muted the females.  He giggled as each of the girls screeched out in
pain.  It would take several hours before the girls were totally impaled
and expired.  It was a slow agonizing death.

   Rexor looked into each of their eyes and saw the fear and pain they were
now experiencing.  He could now hear their pleas for mercy and he laughed
even harder.  This was only the beginning of his day and there were many
more deaths to be attended to.  Rexor loved the dying of young girls.  To
him they were nothing but fodder for his amusement.

   He walked off to a delightful melody of screams.  He knew in a few
minutes the screams would end and all that would be left were their tears
as the poles slowly rose higher in their bodies, tearing small holes in
their internal organs.  Despite the trauma and pain, from experience he
knew one or two of them would live until he returned that evening.

   He would have one last smile as he boarded the lift to retire for the
evening.  When the last of all girls were finally dead their bodies would
be removed.  The dead bodies would be gutted, carved up, then given to his
loyal servants.  The servants knew what kind of meat they were cooking and
eating, and enjoyed it feeling closer to their god Rexor, and making them
ever more loyal.  Young girl tit meat was considered a delicacy.

   It was time to eat and time to feed his pets.  Rexor had no fear that
his personal excellently well trained chef would poison him.  The chef's
mind was programmed and totally under Rexor's control.  His mind had been
programmed to cook one kind of meat and that was young girl meat.  As part
of his programming the chef also craved human flesh as did all of Rexor's
personal servants.

   Rexor walked out of his large mansion and onto the white sand.  Just
beyond the sand was a very large man-made lake.  Standing at the shore line
was a polished wooden dock.  Standing on the dock were five naked.  shaved
headed five year old girls.  Standing next to the girls was another of
Rexor's personal servants.  This head servant's only function was to rear
and raise such little girls.  He had had fifteen thousand females that he
and his one thousand under-servants kept pregnant with their female-only
sperm.

   While Rexor could control more than a thousand Have nots minds, it was
much easier to brain wash and program most of the females he kept for
breeding purposes.  All the breeding females believed they were in the
service of a god and gladly dedicated themselves and their offspring to the
pleasure of their god.  When a female was too old, or could not procreate,
she was butchered, cooked, and fed to the male servants.

   The males were also programmed and had been sexually enhanced so they
could breed with the many females.  Except for the head breeder servant the
males did nothing but eat and fuck the females.  The rest of the population
lives are also devoted to improving the lives of the Haves and feeding
their servants.

   Rexor walked to the dock.  As he drew closer he could see that the young
girls were all smiles.  They had been told and believed they were about to
meet their god.  When he was about five feet away from them he pressed
their minds to believe he had a golden aura surrounding his body.

   The girls seeing him in his godly form said, "My lord," and knelt down.

   There was not a shred of doubt in their minds that they were looking at
their loving god and not the cruel, sadistic, giver of death that Rexor
was. With his mind Rexor muted the hearing of four of the five little
girls. He walked over to the first one on the left whose hearing was not
muted and softly said, "Rise child."

   With a joy and love in her heart the small child stood up.  Rexor took
her small hand and said, "Walk with me child."

   With slow and warm steps the child walked with him.  A short thirteen
steps later they stood at the end of the pier.  The first of five
genetically constructed fish rose from the water and opened its mouth.  The
child in her mind saw the gruesome looking fish as a beautiful angel.

   "Look at the angel," the girl said excitedly.

   Rexor easily lifted the child up.  The small girl child was unafraid. 
Rexor lowered the child into the fishes open mouth.  The terrible fish
closed his mouth around the small child's feet.  The child giggled with
extreme happiness.  The horrid fish began to swallow the small child.  Inch
by inch the child was happily sucked into the dreadful fishes toothless
mouth.  When her wrists were swallowed and there was no escaping the
ghastly fishes grip Rexor released the girl's mind.  Disoriented, it took a
few minutes for the child to realize she was about to be swallowed by a
horrid looking gnarled fish.

   She screamed but the only one who could hear her was Rexor.  And all he
was doing was laughing at the top of his lungs as the fish continued to
swallow the small child.  Her small life now a total lie the child fell
into despair.  She cried for help, she cried for her mother, but she no
longer cried to Rexor the man who was her god, for now he was the evil
monster that had fed her to a fish.

   When the child finally disappeared into the fishes mouth her agony was
not over.  She would live for two or three days in fear, pain, without
hope, in utter darkness while she was slowly digested by the fish.  After
feeding the other girls to the four fish that were waiting to be fed it was
time for Rexor to eat his own meal.  The five fishes would return in six
days for another meal.

   Rexor had many other similar genetically constructed animals and plants
all toothless, designed to swallow five year old children whole.  The
genetically constructed girl eaters posed no threat to Rexor for they could
not grow any larger.  He could also simply kill all of them with just a
thought and they were very well contained posing no treat to his loyal
servants.

   He also could have had many other carnivores but he preferred only
plants and animals that could swallow a child whole.  For Rexor it was a
delight knowing his genetically constructed animals and plants did not
actually kill their prey and devour it.  They swallowed it whole and killed
it by slow digestion.  Sure it was fun watching a lion pride or wolf pack
bloody shred a child apart eating it as they ripped it apart, but for Rexor
this was too simple of a death.

   With a smile Rexor walked back into his home.  He walked through the
lavishly decorated mansion and into the formal dining room.  Standing in
the middle of the large room was a table made of polished ebony.  Around
the table was one very expensive chair.  In front of the chair was one
place setting with solid gold dining ware.

   Next to the chair was a golden bucket filled with ice and a bottle of
the most expensive champagne.  Standing behind the chair dressed in a black
tux with a pure white towel around his arm was Rexor's head dining servant.
As Rexor approached the table the servant pulled back the chair and Rexor
sat down.

   The servant left the room.  Exactly two minutes later the servant
reappeared with two other servants following him.  The two servants were
carrying a solid gold platter.  On the platter was a perfectly herb roasted
new born baby girl.  The baby was no more than an hour old when she was
gutted and then roasted.

   Stuffed in the new born's mouth was a small apple.  Rexor smiled as the
two servants placed the golden platter on the table.  The two servants
carrying the platter left and other servants arrived with platters filled
with an assortment of perfectly cooked vegetables.  As the dining servant
sliced off the baby's small cunt and both sides of her soft butt to the
bone, the other servants placed their platters on the table.

   The head servant placed the plate with sliced baby meat in front of
Rexor.  He then opened the bottle of champagne and poured some it into an
elaborate crystal glass.  While he was pouring the champagne Rexor made a
selection of vegetables and placed them on his plate.  While Rexor was
capable of devouring the entire baby to the bone he knew a balanced meal of
meat and vegetables was much better.

   Rexor knew it was not only his mind that was needed to rule, he needed a
fit body to support the mind.  Rexor took his time eating.  When he was
finished eating it was time for his morning fuck and exercise.  In perfect
sync as Rexor stood up the head servant pulled back the chair.  The left
overs including the roasted baby would be brought back to the kitchen for
the chef and his loyal assistants to eat.

   Rexor walked toward a set of four doors.  The doors were sealed and only
he and his head servant could open them.  Behind each door was a room and
each room was the same.  On the other side of three of the doors there was
nothing but behind one of the doors five nine year old girls waited to
greet their god.

   Under the tutelage of Rexor's servants the five nine year old girls had
practiced almost since the day they were born for this day.  They were
dressed in shear light pure white cloth robes that matched the walls.  As
Rexor opened the door the girls knelt before their god.  Before he entered
the room he had taken off his red robe and put on a white one.

   He walked into the room.  The girls looked at his glowing, ghostly white
figure and knelt down.  As he looked at the girls he could see their naked
bodies barely covered by the shear robes.  In anticipation his cock began
to stiffen.  "My children you have offended me and must be punished." Rexor
growled.

   The girls had always done what they were told to do and had no idea how
they had offended their god but in fear bowed even lower.  In truth they
had done nothing wrong, but it mattered not.  Their entire purpose was a
lie for their entire purpose was to die, and not pay homage to a man they
believe to be a god.

   Two of the girls had brown hair, one had black hair, and two had blond
hair.  Rexor cared not for the color of their hair.  To him they were all
the same and all five of them were about to die by his hand.  All of the
girls had their hair fixed in pony-tails.  Rexor walked over to the black
haired girl.  He gripped her pony-tail and pulled her hard to the floor.

   As the girl's head slammed the floor she was dazed.  This was just the
beginning of her pain and eventual death.  "Stand up you filthy slime,"
Rexor growled.

   Her head was filled with pain and she still did not understand what she
had done wrong.  She started to stand.  As she started to rise she said,
"Please-----" Only to be met by a wicked slap across her face.  Her face
burned and tears filled her eyes.  Still she tried to speak to ask for
forgiveness for whatever wrong she may have done.

   This time as she opened her mouth she was met by a hard punch to her
jaw. The punch was so hard her jaw was broken.  Dizzy from the blow she
would have fallen to the floor but Rexor held onto her keeping her
standing.

   "Watch you unworthy slime.  Watch this transgressor die." Rexor growled.

   The other girls did not want to look but Rexor forced their minds to
look.  They looked at the once beautiful nine year old girl.  Her jaw was
crooked.  Her right eye was puffy and closed.  Blood was dripping out of
her mouth.  Several of her teeth were broken.  The black haired girl
regained some of her senses and was able to stand on her own.

   She was in a tremendous amount of pain.  She could taste her own blood
and she still did not understand what she had done wrong.  With her jaw
broken she tried to speak but again she would not get the chance.  Rexor
smashed the other side of her face and this time he let her fall to the
floor.

   In horror the other four girls watched knowing that they would be next.
Still all four wondered what they had done wrong.  They all thought about
begging for forgiveness but were much to frighten to speak.  Rexor walked
to the left side of the room where there was now a table.

   On the table were several buckets of almost freezing water, a bottle of
smelling salts, an assortment of whips, sharp knives, a hammer with diamond
tipped nails, sharp nails and other torture devices.  Rexor picked up the
hammer and tossed several nails into his pocket.  He walked back to the
fallen black haired girl.

   He grabbed her by her pony-tail and dragged her to the opposite wall
where there was now a spiked flat board.  Attached to the board were
moveable wrist restraints.  Rexor attached the restraints to the girl's
wrist and pulled her up until only her toes touched the floor.  He kept her
unconscious as he drove nails through her skin.  Missing her main arteries
the nails diamond tips easily pierced her bones and went into the wall. 
Frozen with fear the other girls could do nothing but watch.  Smiling Rexor
went back to the table and picked up a bucket of the ice cold water.

   He then walked back to the girl, stood a few feet away from her and
doused her with the water.  He licked his lips as he gazed at her wet skin
clinging to the shear now soaked white robe.  It took a few seconds before
the black haired girl regained her senses.  She felt the new pain and then
realized she was now nailed to a wall.  She screamed and screamed in horror
and dismay.

   Rexor laughed and started to punch the girl's ribs causing her even more
pain.  He kept punching her until her screams stopped and then he punched
her hard enough to break her ribs.  Still conscious but slowly dying the
girl exhaled loudly.  Every shallow breath she took caused her pain.  She
could no longer stand on her toes and just hung there nailed to the wall.
For the next several hours her body would live on.  Her brain assaulted by
pain would struggle to reduce the pain, but in the end it like the broken
body would finally give up and die.

   Rexor smiled at the carnage he had caused and walked back to the table.
Once a beautiful girl child she was now exactly what he thought of his once
fellow humans; they were nothing but lumps of rotting flesh to be used for
his pleasure.  He picked up one of the whips.

   He turned and looked back at the four remaining girls.  They were all
crying and horrified.  With no rhyme or reason he chose one of the brown
haired girls.  He walked over to her and pulled her by her pony-tail.  She
screeched, "Please Lord, I am sorry."

   It was the last coherent words she would ever utter.  He pulled her hair
hard and she slammed onto the floor.  Dazed she felt the first lash of the
whip striking her back.  She screamed as the second stroke of the whip tore
into her delicate skin ripping a bright, bloody red mark matching the first
torn stripe of flesh.  The second stroke was met by a third, and many more
followed until the back of her body was nothing but a bloody red mess of
ripped and torn flesh.

   Somehow she was still alive as Rexor turned her over.  He knew exactly
how many more lashes he could give her before she died.  He gave her those
lashes less three.  She would still die but it would take several hours of
agony before she finally died.

   She still had enough life left in her for one more degradation.  In pain
she looked up at the man who was supposed to be her god, and still wondered
what she had done wrong.  Vaguely she felt fingers on her face then felt a
very sharp pain as her right eye was easily plucked from its socket.  She
knew something was wrong with her blurry vision, but there was so much
other pain it did not matter anymore.

   The three girls that were left would have soiled themselves but they had
not eaten or drank anything for hours.  They were fasting in anticipation,
waiting to meet the man they believed to be a god.  With two of the five so
brutally treated they knew there would be no pleasing this man who was
supposed to be their god, but now looked like a daemon bent on their
destruction.  Rexor had forced them to watch and they could not turn their
heads or close their eyes.  They could see the severed eye in his hand and
a demented smile on his face.

   He looked at each of them then chose one of the blond haired girls.  She
was still on her knees and sobbing.  Rexor ordered her to rise.  Not
knowing what to expect and knowing begging made no difference the girl
reluctantly stood up.  She did not want to look at him but she did.  He no
longer looked like a god or a man.  He looked like some horrid bad dream
but she knew this was no dream, it was very real.

   He commanded her to open her mouth.  She did not want to obey but her
mouth and mind were no longer hers to control.  When her mouth opened she
was shocked.  She watched him drop the eye into her open mouth.  Her mind
screamed 'NO!' Yet her mouth closed and she started to chew the freshly
plucked eye ball.

   The eye exploded in her mouth but she continued against her will to chew
it.  It mattered not what the true taste of the eye was, to the girl in
tasted very bitter and foul.  Still she chewed it slowly.  While she was
chewing Rexor walked over to the table and picked up one of the knives. 
Just as the girl finished chewing the eye and was now swallowing it Rexor
grabbed her small hand.  In succession he broke each of her fingers at the
joint to the litany of painful screams.  He then held her hand up and
easily cut off each of her finger joints letting each digit drop to the
floor.

   With fourteen small lumps of flesh that used to be fingers lying on the
floor he turned to the other blond haired girl and ordered her to pick up
the severed fingers.  When the other blond haired girl picked up all
fourteen pieces and held them in her hands, Rexor looked at her, smiled
wickedly, and then ordered her to swallow each finger piece slowly.

   Like a bloody piece of candy she popped the first finger piece in her
mouth and although she gagged slightly she swallowed it.  As she swallowed
the small digits Rexor broke the other girl's wrist.  All the girl could do
was weep deeply.  Sapped of strength, will, without hope, guessing what he
was about do next.  Her guess was horridly correct as she felt the fingers
on her other hand break filling her with more pain.

   Rexor was not worried about the girl bleeding to death, because as the
knife cut each finger at the joint it sealed each cut.  All the other blond
haired girl could do now as he sliced off her other fingers was look at the
broken bloody stump that used to be a hand with fingers.  She watched each
piece of her fourteen finger joints fall to the floor.  She was almost numb
but every time he cut another finger joint she felt the pain of the knife
carving away at her fingers.

   Again when all the girl's finger parts were on the floor he ordered the
girl who swallowed the first batch of finger pieces to pick the new ones up
and swallow them.  This time the girl who swallowed the finger parts did
not try to struggle against the command that was in her head.  She knew it
was no use to even try and fight against what she was being forced to do.
She numbly just popped each small piece of finger into her mouth and
swallowed it.

   As she swallowed Rexor broke the other girl's wrist.  She now had two
broken wrists and her fingers were being swallowed by another girl.  She
was as much in shock as she was in pain.  All she could do was look at her
twisted wrist and bright red stumps that used to be her fingers.  She fell
to the floor and began to weep hopelessly.

   It was exactly where Rexor wanted her.  Far from lovingly he put his
hand on her chest and eased her back onto the floor.  She looked up at him
and still did not understand why he was doing this to her when she had been
so studious, obedient and joyful knowing she was going to meet her god.

   She now knew she had been lied to.  Her whole short life of devotion was
about to end by a man she now knew was not a god, but some foul and---. 
There were just no words that she knew that could describe Rexor.  More
horror awaited her as she felt new pain.  She looked down and saw his hand
on her new barely budding breasts.  He was twisting both of them as if they
were tiny lumps of nothing.

   Rexor twisted and pulled her almost flat nipples until they were swollen
and almost three times their original size.  He then sliced them off and
tossed them onto the floor.  He looked up at the girl who swallowed the
finger digits' and commanded her to eat.  She bent down picked up the two
severed bits of flesh.  She than popped them both into her mouth and
swallowed.  Rexor pressed a button on the handle of the sharp knife.  This
turned off the heating agent that sealed the cuts stopping the girl from
bleeding to death.  He showed the knife to the now sitting girl and smiled.
He placed the knife just below her ribs and started to slice down.  In one
perfect stroke he sliced down to the tip of her hairless cunt.  The girl
had no more screams left in her body, all she could do was watch as Rexor
sliced her open.  Rexor sliced back up to her belly button then sliced left
to right across her belly.  The girl watched stunned as her internal organs
started to slip out of her body.

   She brought her fingerless, broken wrist hands forward in a hopeless
attempt to keep her internal organs inside her body.  Painfully she began
to weep knowing that sometime soon she was going to die and all she could
hope was that there was no heaven which Rexor was part of.  She now would
rather fade away to nothing than to be any place where Rexor could torture
her for an eternity.

   With three of the girls now slowly dying Rexor thought a moment.  He
already knew how he was going to kill the last girl but the fourth girl
always posed a problem.  He could have changed the number of girls to four
but for some reason he liked the number five.  He smiled as he thought of
what to do with the fourth girl.

   He stepped in front of her, lifted her chin and looked into her tear
struck fearful eyes.  The girl tried to turn away but her mind was being
forced to look at him.  She knew now that he was not a god.  She briefly
began to think about all the hours she had spent preparing for this day. 
It was supposed to be a day of joy but now it was a day of dying and being
forced to eat her sister's flesh.

   She had lost everything and knew it was her turn to begin to die.  She
had no one to pray to, ask for mercy or forgiveness, all she had was Rexor.
She felt the first sharp pain.  She did not have the will to scream, all
she could do was cry.  She watched as her arm was severed from her body.

   Rexor dropped the arm.  Next he sat the girl down and cut off both of
her legs at the hip joints.  With only one arm and now leg-less the girl
just sat on her butt.  She watched Rexor go back to the table.  At the
table Rexor took the small portable grill and brought it back to the girl.
He placed the grill in front of her and said pointing to her arms and legs,
"Cook and eat."

   Against her will the girl picked up her arm and put it on the grill. 
She watched as the flames kissed her severed arm.  She could smell her own
flesh being roasted.  Rexor sprayed the cooking arm with a slow acting
poison that tasted just like barbeque sauce.  The girl when the arm was
cooked in about twenty minutes would actually to her horror enjoy the taste
of her own arm.  She would never finish eating the arm.  She would eat
about half of it before she fell over in pain, poisoned and dying.  She of
all the five girls would live the longest.

   Killing four of the girls had given him a huge erection.  He pushed the
last girl onto the floor.  He ripped off her white robe.  He leered at her
naked body then spread her legs apart until both of her hips were broken.
Already in tremendous pain the girl watched as Rexor got on top of her. 
She felt something jabbing at her crotch.  She knew nothing about sex and
was trained to be pure, never to touch herself more than the few second it
took to wash herself.

   Now she felt something pushing into her most holy spot.  Rexor put his
hand around her neck and began to slowly squeeze it.  She was now being
deprived of air with something jabbing into her body.  Suddenly she felt a
searing pain as the object slammed into her body.  She had no idea what was
happening to her, all she knew was it hurt and she was being strangled. 
Rexor pumped his cock into her dry, very tight no longer virgin cunt.  As
he fucked her as hard as he could he continued to suffocate her.  He
watched her eyes bulge and smiled.  She could hardly get any air into her
lungs but she was unable to resist.

   She was beginning to understand what was happening to her.  Along with
the tremendous pain and lack of air she now felt shame.  Compared to what
he had done to the other girls just raping this girl in a demented way
Rexor believed he was being merciful.  He slammed his cock all the way into
the girl and just as he shot his cum he crushed the girls wind pipe and
broke her neck.  Yes Rexor thought, this was indeed mercy.

   He pulled his spent cock out of the girl and stood up.  He looked at the
other four girls.  The one who had cooked her own arm was now eating it. 
He laughed and walked out of the room.  Waiting for Rexor was one of his
servants.  He handed Rexor a warm cloth.  Rexor smiled as he cleaned the
virgin blood off his cock.  When he was done he dried his cock with a towel
the servant had provided for him.

   Rexor with the aid of his servant put on his royal red robe.  It had
taken the entire morning to kill the five girls and Rexor was now hungry
for lunch.  Rexor walked back to the dining room where he was again would
be provided with a new-born girl child to eat.  This time instead of the
baby being roasted she was to be gutted, then fried whole while he watched.

   As he walked into the dining room he could smell the rendered human fat
oil bubbling in a large pot over a hot flame.  He went to his chair and was
seated by the head servant.  The chef smiled as he plucked the naked baby
from its little basket.  He held the baby by its small feet and the baby
started to cry loudly.  The chef placed the baby on a chopping block and
with one swift motion he lopped its head off.

   The small head bounced onto the floor.  Rexor smiled as the head bounced
then stopped.  The head was picked up by another servant and placed on
another platter in front of Rexor.  He gazed at the severed head and
smiled. The chef quickly gutted the headless baby.  He dipped the baby in
flour then eggs and finally seasoned bread crumbs.  Holding it by its small
feet he dropped the gutted and breaded baby into the pot of human fat oil.

   The oil bubbled furiously as the breaded baby sank down into the oil. 
To Rexor the smell of the frying breaded baby was sweet.  Fifteen minutes
later as Rexor finished the vegetables he had chosen the baby was fried to
perfection.  With a special pair of tongs the chief lifted the fried baby
out of the human fat oil.

   He placed the fried baby on white paper towels.  He then carefully
patted the excess human fat oil off the breaded and fried baby.  When he
was done he placed the fried baby on a golden platter and placed it in
front of Rexor.  The demi-god enjoyed eating the same parts of the baby he
had for breakfast.

   While the tenderness of the baby's meat was the same, the crispy
seasoned bread crumb coating made for an entirely different taste.  To
enhance the flavor of the meat the chef used different seasoning and
different preparations with every meal he prepared for Rexor.  With over a
hundred ways to prepare and cook a baby Rexor never had the same
preparation more than once in thirty days.  Rexor finished eating lunch. 
He walked to the back part of his mansion.  Just at the end of the mansion
were several large steel doors.  As he walked through the door it closed
behind him.  Ten feet away from the closed door was a large round vault
door.  The vault door was more than thirty inches thick and it was made of
steel and titanium composites.

   Rexor walked through the vault door.  On the other side of the door was
a large room.  In the room were five naked nine year old girls.  Four of
the girls were securely strapped to special more or less solid steel
tables. Their waists were at the end of the tables.  Their legs hung down
off the table, and were spread open and secured to the table post.

   A fifth girl was strapped and secured to a much smaller table.  She was
some twenty feet away from the other four girls.  In the room were five
very large male horses each in a separate stall.  The horses winnyed in
excitement.  They knew what was about to happen but the girls had no idea
what was going on.

   Like the earlier five girls these girls were here to meet their god,
when their escorts stripped off their clothing and tied them to these
tables.  As each of the girls was degraded they screamed, protested,
struggled uselessly, and called to their god Rexor to aid them, but no one
answered their calls.

   Rexor pressed a button mounted to a panel just on the other side of the
massive vault door.  The door closed and locked.  This room and others like
it were totally secure and impervious to any form of mental, or other forms
of communications.

   Rexor walked up the fifth girl.  He smiled as he looked at her hairless
slit.  Although her legs were spread to the breaking point he could only
see the smallest beginning of her bright pink virgin interior.  Next to the
fifth girl's table was a small control panel.  On the panel were five
buttons.

   Rexor pressed the first button.  One of the horses stalls opened.  In
took a few moments before the horse realized he was now free of his stall.
His senses assaulted by the odor of a willing female horse, the male
horse's cock was already extended.  He now saw his stall was open and he
quickly pranced over to the first girl.

   He had fucked many female horses and was more than eager to fuck this
one.  The table was at a perfect height to accommodate the horse.  He rose
up on his hind legs and wrapped his front legs around the girl and the
table.  The girl had seen the horses but had no idea what they were for. 
She now felt the horse's hide on her naked back and a good portion of his
weight.  She thought the horse was about to crush her.  With the horse
weight pressing down on her she was having trouble breathing.  Suddenly she
felt something slam into her body.  She screamed, "O Rexor help me!"

   Rexor smiled as the girl's small opening ripped to accommodate the
horse's huge cock.  The horse drove his cock further into the small nine
year old girl shredding her soft cervix.  Rexor could see the girl's blood
coating the horse's huge cock.  He smiled as he saw the horse drive his
cock even further into the girl.

   The horse's cock dislodged the girl's internal organs as it continued to
sink into the small girl's body.  The horse's cock continued to trench a
tight channel for its cock inside the girl's body.  Finally with its huge
balls covering the girl's ripped and bloody slit the horse's cock stopped
just an inch away from the girl's lungs and very close to her heart.  In
earnest the horse pulled about twelve inches of his cock back, then back up
inside the girl's body, battering her internal organs as he started to
ruthlessly fuck the small girl.  Rexor pressed the second button.

   The horse cared not about the other horse fucking his mare.  Having done
this before he knew exactly where his mare was.  He approached his mare and
mounted her just like the first horse had done.  Rexor pressed the third
button and the third horse mounted his mare.  Rexor smiled widely and
linked his mind to the fourth horse.  His mind was now the fourth horse's
mind.  As the fourth horse approached his mare Rexor approached the fifth
girl.

   Rexor felt his cock and the horse's cock penetrate the girls.  He could
feel his huge horse cock drive past the fourth girl's cervix just as his
cock bottomed out in the fifth girl's cunt.  He could feel his horse cock
ramming further into the fourth girl's body.  His horse's cock could feel
the girl's internal organs moving and being compressed making way for his
cock.

   He was both the horse and himself.  Rexor was now enjoying both girls at
the same time.  He could feel the girl's heart beat getting fearful and
stronger as his horse cock went deeper into the girl's body.  Finally just
a horse's hair away from the girls lungs he felt his horses balls strike
the girl's body.

   In total rapture he began to fuck both girls.  He could feel the power
of his horse's cock as it ripped back and forth inside the girl's body.  He
could also feel his own cock as it fucked the other girl but it paled in
comparison to the power of the horse's cock.

   He transferred almost all of his mind to the horse leaving his body with
only enough mental ability to fuck the girl, which wasn't much.  He could
feel the girl's body completely wrapped and pressing down around his horse
cock.  Almost three feet of horse's cock were inside the girl and twelve
inches of the horse cock was moving back and forth with the power of the
horse as it violently fucked the girl.

   This for Rexor had nothing to do with sex.  This was power, the power of
a large horse, an animal fucking this girl to her death.  He could feel all
of the horse's power as he continued to fuck the girl.  He could feel his
horse cock sounded by the girl's body, her heart beating rapidly against
his horse cock.  He could feel her lungs expanding and contracting
struggling against the horse's weight.  He wasn't fucking her, he was
killing her with a cock, his huge horse cock.

   In secession the first horse shot and shot huge wads of horse's cum into
the first girl's lungs.  The girl choked and gagged as she started to drown
in horse cum.  The next horse shot his load followed by the third horse,
and finally the fourth horse and Rexor's barely working body shot thier
cum.

   The huge horses' cocks plopped out of the girls' bodies.  Blood from
their damaged internal organs flowed rapidly out of their torn open
hairless cunts.  The four horses went back to their stalls.  The girls that
they had fucked were almost dead, drowning in horse cum.

   Rexor transferred his mind back to his body and pulled his cock out of
the fifth girl.  He released the girl from her bonds.  Her pulled her off
the table and dragged her to the fifth empty horse table.  He strapped her
onto the table and went back to the control panel and pressed the final
button.  He walked back to the door panel and pressed the button.  As the
vault door opened he heard the fifth girl scream his name.  Knowing she too
would soon drown in horse cum he laughed and walked out of the room. 
Transferring his mind to the horse had exhausted Rexor.  He would have to
rest before he went on to complete today's deaths.

   As he made his way to the final room he smiled.  By now the girls who
had died at his hand except for the one he poisoned were being gutted and
butchered for his loyal servants to cook and eat.

   Thinking of creative ways to kill girls was always a problem for him. 
Sure he could just kill them but where was the fun in that?  To serve the
delights of watching young girls die by different and more exotic means
Rexor tried many experimental ways of killing them.  The last room of this
day held such an experiment.

   It was the same sort of room as the one with the horses.  Being that
this was an experiment he would only try it with one girl.  If it worked he
would use it on the other four girls that were waiting in a smaller room.
In the sealed room was a naked nine year old girl.  She was secured to a
similar table that had been in the horse room but this table was much
lower.

   Sitting in pens were five specially bred dogs.  The dogs were almost
twice the size of a great Dane.  They looked more like small horses than
dogs.  Only the girl's chest to the end of her rib cage was strapped down.
There was a space between her rib cage and her hips.  Her feet and thighs
were securely fastened to a post and were spread wide apart, almost wide
enough to snap the girl's hip bones.  Her small thinly opened hairless cunt
was at the perfect angle for the huge dog to mount and fuck her.  Rexor
pressed the first bottom and the huge dog unlike the horse wasted no time
getting out of his cage.

   The dog ignored Rexor and went straight over to the girl.  Rexor noted
as the dog licked the girl's hairless cunt that the dog most likely could
consume her entire ass with no more than two bites.  It would be
interesting to watch the girl die by being eaten alive by the huge dog. 
But after a few huge dog bites the girl would most likely be dead.  It was
too quick of a death with no real agony.

   With keen interest he watched the dog mount the girl.  He watched the
dog make a few tentative hunches forward making sure his cock was in the
right place.  He then watched as the dog fully seated his cock into the
girl's cunt.  He ignored the girl's screams and cries for help as her
virginity was utterly destroyed.

   He heard the girl scream louder as the dog's cock ripped past her cervix
and into her uterus.  The screams and actions of this girl was the same as
the other girls that had just been drowned in horse cum, but the dog's cock
was not long enough to reach the girl's lungs.  However the dog's cock was
firmly planted in the girls uterus and that was exactly where Rexor wanted
it.

   Rexor watched the girl's belly grow as if she was at the beginning
stages of pregnancy.  She now looked like she was a few months pregnant. 
It was quite a strange sight for a nine year old girl and the budge in her
belly was much more pronounced than a female who was old enough to become
pregnant.

   Rexor continued to watch as the girl's belly expanded.  The dog was now
viciously fucking the girl and all the girl was doing was moaning Rexor
name in a prayer she had been taught to her god for aid.  The girl's belly
expended even further.  She looked like she was now almost six months
pregnant.  Just a little more, Rexor thought.

   The plan was that if the huge dog's knot expanded just a little more it
would actually tear the girl's belly apart.  The rip would be more than
enough for the girl to bleed to death as the dog continued to fuck her with
his knot soaked in girl's blood, half in the girl and half out.  It would
have been a very pleasurable sight for him to behold, but that was not to
be.  The calculation he had made for the elasticity of human skin was more
than he had thought it would be.

   Rexor watched as the girl's belly stopped expanding.  The experiment was
a failure.  The girl could still die from the damage done to her cervix but
there was a small possibility she could survive.  It was just not a
reliable way to kill girls.  There just had to be no possibility that any
death method Rexor used on the girls would or could fail.

   While his servants had no problems gutting and cooking dead girls they
were very squeamish about actually killing them.  Rexor to keep himself
safe had implanted in all his servants brains the inability to kill
anything, even with their huge desire for human meat.  The exception was
the chef, who had no qualms about killing baby girls.

   It may have been a contradiction but it worked very well not only for
Rexor but for all the other Haves.  With the dog's cock still brutally
fucking the girl he broke her neck and then killed all the dogs with his
mind The other four girls scheduled for this death sequence would be very
disappointed that they would have to wait another day before they were to
see their god.

   Rexor could have easily set up another death sequence but he decided to
rest.  After all this was the seventh day, when gods rested.



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