Megan's Safari (M/F, NC, SNUFF)

Megan had been on the vacation on her life.  She had been saving for years
for an authentic African Safari.  She had waited 35 years for this and it
was almost over.  The week had gone great, seeing lots of exotic animals
and she only had one more day left.  She awoke early in the morning to get
one more look at the African sunrise.  She is dressed in her khaki safari
shorts and white blouse tucked into her shorts.  She headed down the road
towards where the Range Rover's were parked.  She was enjoying the rising
sun feeling the heat already starting to hit.

   She saw a man walking up the road.  She wondered how someone could be
down the road already.  Wonder who that is she thoughts.

   "Hello there!," Megan shouts as the man comes up the road with a walking
stick.  He looks a bit ragged but most people do out in the desert.

   Megan starts to retreat a bit as she sees that he has a holstered gun
and a knife.  She notices that his "walking stick" is not a walking stick
but a spear.  She starts to get afraid and turns around and starts to walk
back to camp.  She notices that she has wondered farther than she though
about a quarter mile from the road is their camp.

   The man quickly catches up to Megan.  "Wait here bitch, I got a surprise
for you," he stated with an evil grin.  She could smell him and he
obviously had been drinking as he smelled of rum and sweat.

   "Leave me alone," Megan yelled.  Unfortunately for her, she was too far
to be heard from her sleeping safari party.

   The man takes his spear and lunge it towards Megan's belly.  It lodged
right in her gut but not to deep the first time.  "Aghhhh," Megan's says as
her eyes go wide with shock.  He pokes it thru her blouse and into soft
guts inches above the sweaty waistband of her shorts.  "You are a sexy
bitch with your blouse all tucked in so sexy," he says before pulling the
tip of spear drips Megan's blood as he pulls it out.  The blood staining
her blouse and creeping down shorts front.  Megan's hand goes to the wound
quickly soaking her blouse with blood.  Megan looks at her hand and it's
bloody.  Blood drips between her clenched fingers and palm trying to stem
the flow to little effect.  The look of shock on and disbelief is still on
her face.  She starts to mouth "why" but sees and opportunity tries to get
back to her parties Range Rover.  Megan stumbles thinking that her safari
wasn't supposed to be like this.

   She senses that he is following right behind her as she moves slowly He
mentions that her butt is so cute in khaki shorts and notes that the "blood
rivers" are trickling down her bare legs.

   Megan reaches the Range Rovers and desperately to open the door but it's
locked.  She sees that the keys are locked in the keys in the ignition
Megan's bloody hands pulling at the door handle with no avail.  The blood
from her hands and body smears the door of the white Range Rover.  Giving
up on the escape, she turns around facing her attacker.  No room to run.

   He looks at her all bloody bloused and blood stained shorts which in his
demented opinion are all very nice.  "It's a shame I have to waste a
perfect ass with this but business is business.  Megan grimaces as she
starts to feel a bit nauseous, her hand still gripping her wound.  "What
business," she asks and he backs her into the car with his spear. 
"Pirating, love, it's not much of a living but it is a living." "This haul
will keep me going for months," The pirate told her.  Of course you won't
be here to see it as I can't leave any witnesses."

   With Megan backed up against the rover the pirate thrusts the sharp
spear deep into her belly this time holding it in there.  He leans in
against the spear a little burying spear head inside her soft tummy.  Megan
grasps the shaft as it impales her, She winches as she feels it sink in and
screams with pain.  "I am thrusting it in slow enough this time so I can
feel the tip cut and tear and rip thru your delicate insides," the pirate
stated coldly.  "Yes, I do enjoy this as much as the loot."

   Megan feels intense pain as she feel it exit out her back and pinning
her to the Range Rover.  She screams and moans loudly with her bloody hands
around the shaft.  She can't move and can't fall either.  All she feels is
agony.  The pirate can feel downward pressure on the end of shaft as she
weakens and sinks down Megan's every movement is painful as she starts to
feel light headed from the loss of blood Her blood soaked blouse - soaked
shorts front, blood on her boots.  Suspended by the spear shaft, it saws on
her insides.  He pulls the shaft out of her letting her fall to the ground.
Blood starts to coming out of her lips coughing blood as she falls to her
knees then lay down dying.

   He takes one last look before I head up the road to take care of the
rest of the party and to steal what he can before moving on down the road.