Author: Daddy Walker Title: Snipe-A-Cunt Keywords: M+F+ FF Fg Msolo nc rape anal tort ws snuff nec ------------ Snipe-A-Cunt - "Ladies and gentlemen!", the man with the microphone said. "The show is about to begin!" There was a naked, trembling woman on her knees and elbows at the center of the small arena. A strap pulled her beautiful face up for a camera. Her hands were tied together on the floor just below her head and free-falling brown hair, and her feet were shackled slightly apart. A belt around her stomach pulled her up, preventing her from moving at all, leaving her hanging from a wire attached to a cable rack 10 ft up. Four more cameras filmed her big, hard-nippled tits and her clean-shaved, exposed crotch. The announcer was talking to an audience of 10 pairs of men and women in suits and dresses, all of them seated at one side of the floor with cigars and champagne glasses in their hands. - "Tonight, we experience the pinnacle of modern cultural expression...", he continued. "Tonight, we create true art... celebrating the essence of man!" You could see the video feeds on large screens hanging above the arena. In addition to the close-ups of the captured victim, there were other feeds, focusing on a man holding a rifle. He was about 300 ft away, at a firing point by the other end of a giant, underground shooting lane, and he was in a shooting position, except his cock was out of his pants. With him, there was an astonishing blond, big-breasted woman, dressed in nothing but a golden string bikini. Right now, she was fondling his erection. - "From slavery to third world exploitation...", the announcer continued energetically. "...our civilization is built on strength ... suffering of the weak ... rewarding and pleasuring the strong! For our art to be genuine tonight, there must be a victim!" He called their attention to the tied-up woman, who tried to scream through a ball-gag in her mouth. He caressed her smooth, well-shaped ass with demonstrative excitement, sliding a finger gently down her asscrack. The audience had started twisting restlessly in their seats. Many couples had started kissing, slowly filling the arena with damped, aroused moaning. Some of the women were massaging the shafts inside their men's trousers. Several men had their hands on their women's breasts. A few of the women with short dresses had parted their legs in impatient horniness. You could see glistening wetness in their unclothed crotches, reflecting the bright lights from the roof. - "Ladies and gentlemen!", the announcer exclaimed. "Tonight, there will be no limits! Our artists will perform with their instruments of power all up to their concluding ejaculations. The most accomplished work will be awarded - and what an award it will be! Now, just enjoy your champagne!" A naked woman, part of the organizing staff, walked around the audience refilling glasses, and everyone - men and women alike - touched her body with excitement as she passed. Several women opened their men's trousers to start giving manual stimulation now. Other audience members decided to masturbate themselves, either with cocks out or dresses hiked up to display pantiless cunts. But mostly, everyone in the room focused with mesmerized arousal on the victim and the man with the rifle. He was lying on his side, with the rifle on an aim-support and his erect penis inside the assistant's mouth. There were speakers down on the arena, and as he aimed you could hear him panting through a microphone, just as you could hear the sloppy, wet noises of his cock being sucked. There were also microphones around the tied-up woman, and the signal had been amplified so you could hear her shallow, panicked breath, accompanied by whimpers of fear. When the gunman cocked a bullet into the chamber, a sound filter transformed the sharp noise into a soft, almost erotic, metallic clank, mixed with a simultaneous cry of horror from the target woman. The gunman was beginning to grunt and groan with surprising urgency. His assistant apparently did her job properly. Through the speakers, you could hear her mouth bobbing up and down faster and faster, driving him mercilessly to what seemed as a premature ejaculation, completely out of his control. At the last moment, he threw away a desperate shot, and then he shouted out in uncontainable excitement. The bullet missed and instead thrashed one of the woman's feet in a violent explosion. She screamed in aching horror under her gag while her shooter moaned a long, overpowering climax out, releasing his sperm between the assistant's soft lips. The audience slowly paused its movements in slight confusion. - "Well...", the announcer finally spoke. "It seems our first performance was a bit abrupt. Don't be too hard on our poor artist, people... But... I think this will have to put our victim's life to your vote. What do you say? What would you like me to do to this terrified woman?" The audience laughed politely, while the announcer walked out onto the center of the floor with a small gun. He put it brutally at the back of the woman's head. Now she cried in mortified terror, pulling her ropes, but the sounds she made were filtered through the speaker system and turned strangely seductive. - "Kill!", a man screamed from the side of the front row. He was masturbating excitedly, staring at the trapped woman. His own woman was sitting next to him, licking her lips in malicious ecstasy as well, with her hand circling her naked, wide-spread crotch. Soon the entire room were shouting for the death of the woman, whose face was getting covered in streaming tears. - "Kill... Kill... Kill...", they chanted, with their cocks and breasts out in the open. - "Well, it looks like this is it for you...", the announcer said to the woman. "Goodbye cunt!" He simply pulled the trigger and blew the woman's head out. Several people in the audience gasped in amazement, and one man cried out in a surprise ejaculation straight onto the floor. A door was opened, and another, similar-looking, gagged woman was dragged in by two muscular men. The dead body was unshackled and replaced by the new woman. Then, the corpse was carried toward the audience. - "Since no important parts were damaged...", the announcer decided with a wicked smile. "...we can pass the dead woman around as a treat while we continue!" A new shooter walked up to the firing point. The woman in the miniscule bikini helped him open his pants and take his cock out. At the same time, the announcer walked up to the newly trapped, frightened woman. He caressed her with gentleness and started talking up at the audience. - "Have you ever wondered...", he asked the excited people watching. "...how a woman can look so inviting in this position? She's really just naked, on her fours... Do you think she knows how sexy she is? Do you think her cunt is all wet and ready - for the bullets?" The target woman broke through some wall of terror, starting to scream in long fits of tears and howls. The audience masturbated, watching her, except for a couple by the end of the first row who had been given the corpse and were sucking its tits, fingering the insides of its cunt. Eventually, the man put the dead body down over the lap of his woman, who helped him work his cock into the unresisting cunt, making him gasp in pleasure. - "Are we ready?", the man with the microphone shouted, checking with the shooter. The rifleman's erect organ was in place between his assistant's diligent lips. He was aiming carefully, waiting for the signal. Everyone held their breath while the announcer moved clear out of the way, eventually waving. The blast of the first shot filled the room, and you could see a tear appear in one of the woman's asscheeks. During her cried of shocked agony, the announcer pressed a replay button, and on the close-up screens you could actually watch the wave of the bullet's impact spread through the ass, on repeat. Soon, he had located the moment of impact exactly. A fraction of a second was stretched a thousandfold, and then you could watch the wound open up slowly, just after the bullet had disappeared inside the soft ass flesh. - "Well, isn't that something, people?", the announcer said. "Look at her beautiful agony!" Tears were streaming down the target-woman's face. The thigh going down from her shredded asscheek trembled in hard, painful-looking, unstoppable cramps, and after some time there came an uncontrolled jet of urine, shooting straight out backward from her cunt. The rifleman moaned in blow-job pleasure and adjusted the sights on his rifle. He was apparently also fighting to hold his climax back while he aimed into the still piss-trickling pussy. Another shot thundered through the room, and you could see a faint red spray from the woman's crotch as one of her cunt lips seemed to explode. - "This is what we're looking for!", the announcer shouted excitedly, hitting replay immediately. A murmuring of quiet, raw grunts started to spread through the audience as they watched the bullet on the screen burying itself into the cunt, over and over. They were apparently enjoying what they saw. With exceptional self-control, the shooter managed to reload his rifle and fire again. He was already groaning in an irrepressible, building climax as the shot rang out. The top of the woman's head blew off, as a little hat surrounded by a spray of red, and at the same moment the killer released his orgasm into an eagerly sperm-drinking mouth. The next second, a man in the audience cried out in overwhelmed arousal, and then he reached out for his woman's champagne glass, putting it to the tip of his cock, coming into the bubbling liquid while staring in astonishment at the hanging, blood-dripping body. - "This is wonderful!", the announcer finally called out. "The scene is set for a thrilling final round. You'll be happy to lay eyes on our next target..." The man who had been the first shooter re-entered with a tied-up woman in his arms. This was the most striking woman to set foot in the arena so far. She was tall, with pitch-black hair and a flawless face. Her proportions were perfect, except her breasts, which were a little bit too big, something which simply drew more attention to them. Her cunt was shaved, smoother than a child's. The shot-up corpse was freed from its shackles and thrown into a heap by the side of the shooting range, and then the new woman was forced to her knees and trapped. Over by the seats, people were getting down on their knees in front of their partners now. Some of the female audience members were fondling one another's breasts, kissing lovingly, while their men eagerly lapped their crotches. Around them, several impressive cocks were being sucked. The body of the first killed woman had passed through half the audience. Most of the men simply tried her, commenting on how it felt to fuck a corpse, and then passed her on. Only one man had lost control and ejaculated into the relaxed cunt, but his wife had dutifully cleaned the hole, licking and slurping out every drop of sperm she could reach, so the rest of the interested men would have a reasonably fresh, still lukewarm hole massaging their petrified shafts. Now, a new shooter entered the room, and many in the audience reacted with surprise. It was a naked woman. The hair on her head was long and dark. She was just above average height, and she appeared slender, although her arms and and legs were very muscular. Upon closer inspection, you could even see well-defined abs going across her stomach and all the way down to a very large, wild-grown bush of black pubic hair. Her breasts looked firm, big, and well-proportioned. She walked up to the woman waiting to give service, and they kissed with captivating passion while the audience started to let out sporadic cheers. Then, the pleasure girl was guided by the shooter's firm hands to the floor, lying face-up, and the woman with the rifle sank down above, on her knees. The shooter lay down in an improvised firing position, with a head under her crotch and an open mouth licking her cunt from below. She smiled in content pleasure. - "This is it, isn't it people?", the announced asked, staring at the captured woman. "The human condition... One woman on her knees, trapped with her cunt in the air. You, conquerors, sitting there, able to delight in seductive, primal distress... And lastly, a horny woman with a gun." He stepped out of the line of fire again, and once again the audience turned their focus on the arena. - "Go for the perfect shot!", the announcer called out encouragingly. The trapped woman at the center of the floor pulled at her bonds and let out a cry of absolute panic. It was interrupted after about 5 seconds by the rifle going off and her body jerking in shock. Then, she started groaning in mounting horror, obviously feeling that something was wrong inside. At first, it was difficult to tell where she had been hit. The microphone man found the moment of impact on the films. At first, they could only see the shot woman's large breasts shake from the shockwave through her body. Looking closer, you could also see her asscheeks quiver. After more tinkering, you even saw the bullet disappearing into the opening between her vaginal lips - disappearing without a trace. - "People...", the announcer began, slightly hesitantly. "I think we have found perfection!" He slowed the film down more, and a murmur spread through the little group of people, watching the bullet move smoothly across the screen and then disappear without a trace in through the woman's glistening cunt hole. - "Somewhere inside this target...", the announcement continued with enthusiasm. "...there is a bullet. Our last performer doesn't disappoint! People, let's just enjoy the show!" There were a few seconds when no sound was made except for the wounded woman's groans of pain and fear. Then, there came another shot, and her body jolted from a new impact. She cried out in deep agony while her body collapsed into its shackles. She appeared to have lost control of her legs, but she still hung paralyzed from the cable and the belt. This time, after some close inspection, you could see a red nick on the skin of her asshole wrinkles. As expected, the replays showed the bullet being perfectly swallowed by the puckered sphincter. - "What a work of art!", the announcer cried out while they watched. "It's an honor to be present tonight, people! We can only speculate about the damage inside now... organs... spine... I almost want to interrupt, to ask the target if she isn't at least a little pleased to die so spectacularly. But the show must go on, mustn't it?" The woman with the gun paused to enjoy the lapping tongue on her clit and the fingers servicing her cunt and asshole. She moaned and ground her cunt hard down into the assistant's mouth. Then, with a swift series of motions, the weapon was loaded and aimed again. This time, the shot ripped open the perineal flesh between the target woman's ass and cunt holes. The audience waited with amazement for a killing shot. Instead, the next time the rifle was fired, one of the target's big, firm, hanging tits exploded into fat shreds. The half-unconcious woman groaned in helpless pain. - "Yes!! We are privileged, people!", the man with the microphone yelled energetically. Now, the shooter had started gasping in open, obvious excitement, gyrating her hips, pressing her hairy cunt down into the licking, sucking mouth. Still, she fired again, and the last tit burst into pieces, splattering down on the floor. Several of the audience members applauded impressedly, before returning to drinking champagne with one hand and masturbating with the other. It was time for the killing shot. The woman at the trigger grunted in stronger and stronger arousal, pressing her crotch down violently, clearly approaching climax. Then she suddenly, unceremoniously blew the target woman's head open. The dead body collapsed in the ropes, with its motionless eyes staring on a screen. At the same time, the shooter shouted in aggressive pleasure and arched her back up, sitting down more directly on the face under her. There came a gurgling sound from the mouth below, and you could see it overflooding with a gush of liquid while the orgasming woman pressed down harder against the lips. Her body shook in pleasure while jet after jet of watery, climax-bursting fluids sprayed out between her cunt hair and the face beneath. The woman on the floor panicked completely, flailing her arms and kicking her legs. Once everything settled down, a now satisfied woman stood up, still dripping from the hair between her legs, and she raised a triumphant rifle into the air to welcome the audience's ovations. - "Well people...", the announcer said over the clapping hands. "Our winner is here. And since she knows what's awaiting her, it would surprise me if she hasn't saved some of her energy for that... I advice you to do the same... Because we have something special for you tonight..." The arena was rearranged while drinks were refilled. The three corpses were put in a pile at the side. After less than a minute of waiting, two pairs of impatient men and women from the audience walked over to the pile, and they proceeded to empty their full bladders on the heap of dead arms and legs. A few more couples took the chance, and soon the bodies were dripping with urine. Meanwhile, a big bed had been dragged onto the center of the floor. The female shooter re-entered the arena with a large, black silicone rubber strap-on in her hand. When a camera zoomed in, you could tell the sturdy leather harness had two finger-sized internal probe dildos, and there was a textured, raised surface to rub your slit against. She mounted it, and the unusually thick dildo stood straight out in front, looking furious, ribbed and decidedly bigger than any of the actual cocks in the room. - "Now the time has come...", the man with the microphone said. "For our finale, we will see true excitement, in a dance with absolute, helpless innocence..." The doors opened, and a very young little girl - short, slender, with long, straight, brown hair - was led in by the two male, losing shooters. - "I give you a 6-year-old, virgin child cunt...", the announcer shouted proudly. "...daughter of our second victim tonight. This girl is motherless now, and soon she will experience the last moments of her short life, as she is raped to death for our satisfaction..." The girl looked slightly undernourished, with a few ribs poking out below her nipples. Her stomach was a bit sunken-in, which made the bald pubic mound and the cunt slit pout out eye-catchingly. In a symbolic gesture, her hands had been tied behind her back. She was very afraid, alarmed by the loud speakers, shocked by the sights of the erect organs between every man's legs. The woman with the vicious-looking dildo protruding from between her legs was playing with her nipples, grinning in savage ecstasy and licking her lips at the sight of the undeveloped little body. She was already tugging her dildo, pulling it up and grinding her crotch ecstatically down against the pleasurable cunt harness. - "She's all yours!", the announcer said, undressing, stepping to the side naked, stroking his cock. The woman walked up to the little child and, without any hint at foreplay, slapped her brutally across the face. - "Yeaahhh... That's right... Mmmmmhhh... You little cunt!", the woman gasped. The girl cried, of course. The woman lifted the short body from the floor, and then she signalled for the announcer to help her. Together, they carried the child over to the audience, spreading the slim legs wide open, putting the hairless, immature pussy slit on display. When people were in arm's range, they all reached out with gasps, one after one, allowing their fascinated hands to touch the velvet-soft, smooth outer fuck lips. A few fingers even pried themselves a knuckle or two into the tight little cunt hole. Then, finally, their crying young victim was carried to the bed and dumped her on it, on her back. The woman with the dildo forced a finger inside the tiny cunt hole, and then she began a long, violent procedure of stretching the squeezing opening wider, moaning and gasping in cruel, exhilarated pleasure. Most of the audience were in a frenzy now - women riding their men or standing bent over chairs, kissing each other in lesbian excitement, taking cocks from behind - all transfixed and aroused by the beginnings of an actual, rare child fuck. The woman on the bed climbed in between the little girl's legs and put the dildo against the puffy, reddened baby cunt. The shaft of the strap-on seemed impossibly thick, but the woman managed to work the curved, tapered end into the entrance between the immature cunt lips, and then she started pushing brutally. She was leaning up, holding the girl's ankles, stretching the young legs over the little head. The girl's screams of pain filled the entire room, with the speaker system echoing them to fascinating effect. The now masturbating announcer ran up with a little camera in his hand, focusing in on the hairless little cunt that slowly but surely collapsed in around the invading shaft. - "It's destroying her...", he gasped enchantingly. "Look how big it is... She's so small... She's gonna tear wide open..." The entire room had turned into an feverish, hard-cocked, ass-slapping orgy. - "Aaaaaaaaaaoooooo!!", the girl cried out in desperation as something inside her seemed to finally rip to shreds. The dildo sunk inside an inch and then another. The woman pulled out and thrust in again, mangling the cramped, baby-sized cavity. She grunted in limitless satisfaction as she pounded deeper and deeper into the hole until, eventually, you could actually see an outline of the tip of the stabbing sex toy, pushing up beneath the skin of the girl's slender abdomen. From some camera angles you were given a perfect view the girl's entrance, and its fuck flesh was extraordinarily stretched-out around the penetrating shaft, which at the base was thicker than the girl's arms. The audience gasped and moaned at the shots and the close-ups of the girl's tortured face. The young child seemed to start numbing off, falling into a pattern of undedicated pain-groans, and at that point her rapist suddenly decided to pull the gigantic artificial cock straight out, leaving the cunt empty and gaping. The woman simply flipped the girl over, propped her up on her knees, and put the slightly messy dildo to the tiny, virgin asshole. A few excited shrieks came from the audience. The long girl-hair was wound around a strong hand, which pulled the tortured face up. At the same time, the woman planted her knees down brutally inside the child's, keeping the helpless victim in place. Then the woman used her free hand to hold her shaft in position as she began forcing it violently into the resisting little child ass. The girl screamed again, but she had no chance of resisting. The woman simply drove herself inside in a second, obliterating the young asshole with a distinct grunt of satisfaction. The child cried and kept crying as the dildo stabbed deeper and deeper with every thrust. Soon the entire shaft was buried into the stomach. The woman started twisting the little head, putting her free hand around the chin to get a good grip from both sides. It wasn't long before the child couldn't get out a sound except for distressed attempts at drawing breath. The raping woman turned her victim's face to the camera, giving the audience a perfect view of the desperate struggle. Several of the women had also asked to take cocks up their assholes now. The strap-on pounded faster and faster inside the girl, and the woman pulled the head back with more force. She leaned forward, until she could squeeze the side of the face in between her breasts. Then, she reached around and pressed with strength. Soon, it was apparent that she was close to breaking the neck. One unexpected jolt, and it would be the end of the fragile body in her arms. - "This is it people!", the announcer shouted with excitement. "Our winner is about to finish the most intense fuck of her life..." The entire room seemed to gear up for orgasm as one, moaning in a loud fuck quire. Cocks were sliding rapidly through sphincters and cunt holes, slapping groins into smooth female asscheeks, while fingers were pinching nipples and circling clits. And over on the bed, the woman was grunting in building pleasure, pressing the young, half-way twisted-around face into her tits. She was grinding her crotch violently against the harness, sawing the dildo in and out of the devastated little anus, groaning in a beginning orgasm. A tide of wetness started squishing in her crotch, gushing out in violent spurts over her thighs from the sides of the leather bindings. She was coming, pulling harder and harder on the girl's trembling neck. Suddenly, the woman cried out in total ecstasy. - "Fucking die in my tits, you cunt!", she screamed. "Yeaahhh! In my fucking tits!" Another, separate, wet spray hit the muscular thighs, and the pleasure noises in the room struck a new high as everyone realized the girl was pissing uncontrollably, straight backward, as an animal. - "She's dying!", a lone woman screamed. "Fuck me baby, I'm coming!" Another man grunted loudly and started filling his woman's ass with sperm, and she decided to hurry up her fingering, joining his climax. Two more women took their moaning husbands' sperm in their assholes, and from everywhere grunts and groans of building male and female orgasms filled the room, in places accompanied by the splatters of cunts pissing on the floor. Finally, the child rapist buried her tool as deep as she could into the little body, and she pulled the head back and twisted furiously. You didn't here a snap, but there was a series of crunching noises from inside the neck, and the girl shook wildly, once, before her entire body suddenly collapsed. The woman with the strap-on grunted loudly several times, and she collapsed on the broken body and started to kiss the child mouth passionately, with wet, sloppy moans. The men still fucking unloaded their cum into their women's bodies, and everywhere women seemed to be gasping through final throes of climax. Once the killer was done, she simply pushed the limp young body off her equipment and stepped out of bed. - "She's dead!", the hard-cocked announcer reported, apparently unable to think of more to say. The two losing shooters entered the floor and walked over to the bed with raging erections, ready for their consolation prizes. Once there, they took turns, one jerking off and waiting, while the other used the dead child cunt to fuck himself to orgasm, and then they switched. They were obviously equally fascinated by the sight of the undeveloped fuck lips around their petrified shafts. After they had emptied their sperm into the child's body, the announcer stood up and started jerking off over the lifeless face. - "Oh yes people...", he grunted. "Uhhhh... This has been a perfect ... evening... And to complete our work, I'm going to paint my pleasure all over this dead cunt's fucking face... Yeaahhh... Fuuck..." The activities over by the seats were slowing down now, with the spectators sitting down in post-orgasmic bliss, watching with sedated interest as the announcer came straight into the dead girl's blank eyes. The woman with the strap-on paraded in front of the audience for a last round of applause. Several of the female members leaned up with curiosity, putting their lips to the very messy dildo shaft, helping to clean it from the shredded insides of the victim. Then, the woman finally removed the equipment, and she walked up to the bed, putting one leg up and lowering her soaked, dripping crotch to an inch above the dead face. She released a long, sharp, victorious spray of piss on her victim. People were putting their clothes back into place, trying to flatten crumples on their suits or dresses. It was time for more drinks and cigars. Glasses were being refilled. Cultivated comments were made about quality. dirtywalker@gmail.com --------------------- First published 2013 and since free for use under the CC0 licence http://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/