Angella missed the next four cruises of the evil sex cruise ship, while she healed in a special clinic run by the cruise ship line. She had come out of the ordeal better than the other two survivors of the bizarre gambling event. All three of the women shared a room, because they were all receiving the same treatment for similar damage. One of the women was a Jewess named Rachael. She had luxurious auburn hair, and a finely chiseled face. Besides her firm round breasts, which she as well as the others had stretched and bulged so horribly, she had incredible legs and a intriguingly slender waist. The other cunt was the brown haired Suzette, a French girl with a soft looking but firm figure. She was only seventeen, and was more athletic than she appeared. She had been spectacular in her high heels, and now Angella saw that she looked just as good in her bare feet, even as she was recovering from her severe injuries. Both of these creatures exuded sexuality. Angella realized this was also true of herself, and that their strong sexually stimulating appearance was why they had been selected for the horrible gambling event they had been forced into, with its catastrophic outcome for two of them, and terrible results for these three. The skilled doctors were excellent plastic surgeons, and repaired their deep whip wounds so well that there was virtually no trace of the brutal slices in their buttocks and legs. Their hugely distended breasts were another matter. The tight binding wires had rearranged the fatty meat inside the stretched mammaries, and the treatment had been to inject silicone into the enlarged breasts, filling them out to their original incredible shape, but at the same time to enlarge them yet further. The silicone was specially colored to resemble human muscle and fat, in case the breasts were opened in future violent entertainments. This mammary reshaping operation was also successful, and the girls now sported firm fifty-five inch bust lines. The heavy iron ring had been removed from her vagina, leaving the smooth pierce holes, which would allow another such steel ring to be easily attached to her sex organ whenever it pleased her masters. To offset the visual imbalance created by the remarkable enhancement of their breasts, causing a front-heavy look to their figures, the three gorgeous girls also had their nipples extended and their buttocks enlarged to a new roundness, which was so well executed by the doctors it provided a perfect balance without becoming grotesque. Angella was transferred back to the ship with the other girls in the meat supply wagon, gagged and packed inside a wooden crate with the other girls, like sides of boxed beef. The crate was hoisted aboard the ship and was lowered deep into the forward hold. Inside the ship, a fork lift moved the crate into the special human stock receiving area, were Tony watched her and the other two altered cunts being uncrated. All of the girls being returned after recovery had been exercised at the hospital before shipping, and they were all certified by the medical and training specialists to be fit for reuse and the most severe forms of sexual abuse. Angella saw Tony watching her uncrating, as she was being collared and chained to a string of more than twenty newly arrived fresh female stock as well as others returning from the recovery hospital. She glared at him for abandoning her to the common usage of the ship's general supply of slave bitches. She noticed that he gave more of his attention to Rachael than to her, but she rationalized that it was really only a glance, and he had not seen as much of this very beautiful Jewish bitch as he had of her. She had anticipated being his personal slave, not realizing that she was worth much more to him as a sale than for personal use. He had been procuring women successfully for the cruise ship for several years, based on that remarkable ability to discover, captivate, and to enslave the right kind of women. He had brought seven more gorgeous and willing young women into subjective service aboard the ship since he had recruited Angella, in addition to seven more young "guests" aboard the ship who were in various stages of the attitude conditioning process prior to their introduction to permanent servitude. He now had only a passing interest in this remarkable slave bitch, because the agenda for her outrageous show-killing was now fully determined. Angella was every man's dream of tantalizing sex, both cuddly and aloof, the perfect match for a terminal slave bitch on this violent sex show cruise ship. She was not aware of the reason for her cooling attention to her, and her resentful glare mellowed to a simpering seductive facade as she looked to him to save her from the terror of her dreadful fate. Tony smiled and winked at Angella, to give her a sense of hope to cling to, and he was pleased to see his simple gesture had put a spring in her step as he watched the luscious line of fresh bitch meat being paraded naked down into the holding pens in the bottom of the ship, near the bow, where the ride would be the roughest possible. When the last naked ass had disappeared through the doorway, he turned and returned to his cabin. * * * * * * * Charlotte lay sprawled on top of his bed, naked, her soft tummy and full breasts pressed against the bead spread, her dark brown eyes smiling seductively at him as Tony entered his cabin. He had picked up the gorgeous raven haired English woman in London's Soho District, in a chic club that featured high kicking topless dancers. Topless was just a figure of speech, because the long legged girls in the chorus line wore extravagant but skimpy feathered and sequined costumes like the famous dancers of Las Vegas, but in the Soho clubs the dancers' well trimmed, protruding, and rouged vaginas were as fully featured as were their impressive firm bouncing breasts. In these exotic clubs the more advanced British civilization was in evidence. Here the girls could appear nude legally as soon as they sprouted breasts, and the average age of the chorus line of dancers was fourteen. These sophisticated young ladies matured earlier than did American girls, and they wore jewelry in their pierced vagina lips as the American girls did in their ears. Charlotte was a show choreographer for the sexually oriented acts performed by the talented young nude dancers, and Tony had promised her and six of her most attractive dancers a week's free vacation they would never forget. They were all his special guests, and having shown Charlotte his cabin, Tony had taken the six younger girls down to see the ship's powerful engines, and the special quarters provided for the cruise ship's captive entertainers. The beautiful young ladies were impressed with the huge and mighty turbine engines, and were startled that the entertainers' quarters were nothing but holding pens, and that the hostage bitches were naked and chained like slaves. They were even more startled when they were handed over to the burly bitch keepers, and were stripped, chained and pushed forcefully into a steel holding pen. Tony told them to relax, because they were being saved for a future cruise. Then he left them and went to the ships hold to watch the uncrating of the arrivals from the recovery hospital. Charlotte had been busy since he had left her alone in his cabin. She had painted her back, shoulders and face with tiger stripes, and when he came into the cabin, she rolled over, displaying for him her wanton nakedness, and was enticing him to come and wrestle with her. Tony quickly slipped out of his clothing, and before she could turn over, he was on top of her, and took her from behind, startling the horny young English woman by thrusting his thick penis into her anus rather than her vagina. Tony preferred the added intimacy and tightness of anal sex, and was particularly attracted to the humiliation and discomfort rather than pleasure it gave his sex partner. He grasped her full round breasts and rolled onto his back, keeping his penis buried deep in her tight colon. She moaned with unexpected pleasure as he gently thrust and parried inside her. The door opened, and a woman in the simple staff dress entered, carrying a leather tool bag. Another unwilling young woman's vagina was about to be pierced and ringed. * * * * * * * Angella screamed as the monstrous steel dildo was thrust painfully deep into her tight cunt. She and the other two breast-enlarged girls were back in the harness room, and they were lying flat on their backs, strapped onto the well equipped work bench. Her scream redoubled as the eye bolt on the base of the cruel device was turned, activating an internal spring mechanism that extended a series of thick steel pins out into the strained muscle of her stuffed fuck shaft. The fresh jolts of pain in her womb was excruciating, spreading through her lower belly, and she felt a flush, as if she were going to faint. The force of the extension mechanism, driven by a powerful spring, was so great that the steel pins, angled toward the base of the device, easily perforated the walls of Angella's tight vagina muscle, permanently locking the huge dildo into her womb. Now she wore a plug with a steel loop that would allow her cunt to be attached to things. She lay shaking with terror and fear as Rachael and Suzette were fitted with the same kind of heinous device. These lovely women with their enlarged breasts were permanently losing their ability to make love to a man. Their pain and their anguish were excruciating. Now the craftsman used a thick electric needle to pierce the base of the women's enlarged nipples. Smoke of burning flesh rose as the red hot needle seared its way through the inch thick nipples, and as soon as he withdrew the needle from the violated female flesh, he clamped thick steel rings through the fresh burn holes. Angella was able to turn her head and watch the craftsman at work on Rachael, who was lying next to her. He put a rack over Rachael's head which had a clip and chain hanging over her face. The gorgeous young Jewish woman's tongue was pulled out and clamped painfully to the strong clip, holding it out. Now he took the hot iron and burned a pair of large holes in the Rachael's tongue, side by side. The Jewish bitch pissed herself as the red hot rod was thrust through her stretched tongue, and Angella released control of her own bladder in an involuntary sympathy response. The skilled craftsman then pierced Rachael's nose, and Angella quickly saw why. He took a large oval steel ring, which was open at one end, and thrust the ends up through the twin holes in the moaning girl's tongue, and then permanently closed it through the hole in the septum of her nose. This was horrible. Rachael was never going to be able to speak with this device in place. Angella's terror increased when the craftsman moved the rack to Suzette and clamped her tongue to the strong clip. Suzette tried unsuccessfully to pull her tongue free, and before she could get her stout bitching muscle free the craftsman drove a fist into her stomach. Suzette thrust her tongue out as a reaction to the vicious blow, and he had the hot iron into it, burning a hole cleanly through her bitching meat. Quickly the skilled craftsman burned a second hole beside the first, and then did the same to her nose. Angella nearly wretched from the acrid smell of burning female flesh. She felt severe cramps forming in her stomach from the terror she was feeling, and she was certain that the same brutal treatment was about to happen to her, before Tony could save her. She watched in horror as the large oval steel ring was fixed into the tongue and nose of the beautiful bitch Suzette. She noticed that the thick ring was longer than necessary, like the one that pierced Rachael's nose and tongue, as its lower loop was almost two inches below the tongue. She realized that these were probably designed to fasten things to them as well. Now their cunts, tits and pretty faces were equipped with the heavy fastening rings. Her ability to speculate was interrupted when the rack was placed over her head, and the tight steel clip was painfully clamped onto her tongue. The brutal piercing was more excruciating than she had imagined possible, and she emptied her bowels over the edge of the bench onto the floor as her pretty sex organs were so humiliatingly pierced and ringed. The treatment on the bench was totally dehumanizing, and she finally realized how much she was nothing but an object for the sexually debasing entertainment acts provided for the amusement of the passengers. How long had it been since she was one of those thrill-seeking passengers on this sex show cruise ship? She felt a rush of excitement run through her pierced genitals at the images so fresh in her mind of thrilling horrors provided to helpless women in the ship's torture theaters. A frightening shiver ran down her spine, reflecting on how far she had fallen in such a short time, and by her own will, although she knew that her fate was now totally out of her control. Angella had known from the time she first saw Tony with that vain bitch Jennifer, when everyone knew what awaited that gorgeous American woman, that there was no turning back for her. She knew early on that she would share the horrible fate of those gorgeous females, and that knowledge had driven her forward with a keen edge of excitement growing like an insatiable fire in her gut, consuming her. Her mind was numb with the pain and the cumulative effect of the degrading treatment she was receiving. For Angella, death was now just one more fantastic adventure to be experienced. She was ready, and excited at the prospect. She had finally found her true place in the total scheme of things, and now understood her true role in life as a woman. Now that she was on the receiving end, she was appalled at the extreme abuse of bitches necessary to satisfy the pornographic tastes of the more advanced cultures of the world. With a clear understanding of the inevitability of this truth, she felt a rush of excitement at the sexual horror ahead for her that would bring erotic excitement to others. * * * * * * * The boisterous shouting of the crowd hit Angella's ears and gut like an overwhelming wave, and the terrified anxiety she was experiencing hit a peak as the heavy double doors opened, and the mutilated carcasses of two butchered women were dragged out of the ship's incredible death pit. Angella had watched the women go into the pit in the act ahead of her. They had been outfitted as ancient Roman women, and wore sandals, with long leather laces that were wrapped tightly around their legs, tied off more than a foot above their knees. They also wore bronze arm bands, and had their long fluffy blonde hair interwoven with white daises. Red gauze banners had hung from the heavy iron rings in their tits and cunts, hiding nothing of their nakedness, but emphasizing their soft round femininity. They had faced, armed with soft balsa wood knives, two men carrying short sharp hacking swords and dressed in the costumes of gladiators. Now the beautiful young Italian women were reduced to bloody meat for the carnivorous fish that followed the ship. Angella had sat up in those seats, and watched the violent death sports that were the central feature of the nefarious Danish sex show cruise ship. She had seen the been on the cruise that featured the four tigers that were obtained from a circus when they were supposed to have been destroyed because they had attacked and killed their trainer. She had watched and cheered excitedly as one by one, four voluptuous Danish women had entered the ring, wearing only thigh length high heeled boots, a broad belt and a top hat, all made of bright red leather. The deep guttural growls of the big striped cats, and their slow deliberate moves, culminating in their powerful leaps and ripping of the bitches' naked flesh with talons and powerful jaws, created a horror and excitement she had never before experienced. The women had been trained with tame cats, and the first of them had entered the ring confidently. The beasts had not behaved themselves. They had surrounded and terrified her. Then a big male had pounced on and raped, gouged, slashed and totally demolished the beautiful wench. When the ring had been littered with her viscera, organs, and severed limbs, the next woman was thrust into the large cage, kicking and screaming. Angella remembered she had been excited watching the delectable naked young women unwillingly feeding themselves alive to the awesomely powerful tigers. It was the first time she had masturbated unashamedly in public. Nobody noticed her erotic self indulgence, because everyone was wrapt in the outrageous sexual carnage taking place in the ring for their entertainment. Most of them had a hand buried in their garments, stimulating their own sex organs for orgasmic release. Now Angella was reduced to a sexual showpiece, a beautiful sex object to be violently abused, and perhaps even destroyed for the lustful pleasure of the paying audience. She knew that the chances of coming out of this arena alive depended entirely on her role, but that at least she would face severe mutilation, and at best, a quick death. She had a strong sense that this would be her last act on this ship. In the harness room, she and the other two girls, Rachael and Suzette, had been fitted with ankle straps that firmly supported ten inch double edged blades on their heels, that stuck back like obscene spurs. They had then had their arms folded on top of their heads, and had their long hair woven over and around them, holding their upper limbs firmly in place, conveniently out of the way. Now they were taken into the arena, each of them handled by a pair of burly bitch handlers. They saw four crosses made of heavy beams, set up around the ring, and there was a hugely pregnant teenaged girl spiked onto each of the terminal torture racks. All four of the pretty young teens with their grotesquely bulging bellies were covered with bleeding welts from severe whippings, and one of the girls was in the painful process of giving birth, without the use of her hands. Angella and the other two big breasted young women were taken to three widely separated points along the edge of the small indoor arena. Twin cables hung down to them from overhead motorized winches which were mounted on tracks on the ceiling. The tracks converged at the center of the arena. The handlers ran the twin stout cables through Angella's nose ring, beneath her pierced tongue, then threaded one through each big nipple ring, then brought them together again and clipped them to the ring in her permanently implanted plug. This simple arrangement would allow her to be hoisted in the air by her cunt, while remaining upright. She was told by the handlers that her task was to kill the other two girls, using her heel blades. The motivation was simple: Rachael and Suzette would also try to kill her, and the single survivor would be released. Angella had brains enough to know that the release would be to the recovery hospital, and that meant return to this evil ship to participate in yet another violent event. She knew that it did not matter to the owners or to the clients whether or not one of them should survive this battle for life. The wire tightened as somewhere an operator controlled the overhead winch. As it took up the slack, the cable forced the tip of her tongue up, pressed in on her firm nipples and breasts, drawing them together, and then it pulled painfully against the steel dildo permanently planted in her cunt. The tension on the wire increased, then it took her full weight, pressing her nipples together, and she was lifted off the sand covered floor of the pit, until her feet swayed a couple of feet above the floor. She began to slowly turn, and she saw that the other two girls were lifted in the same manner, and that they were slowly moving toward her. She then lifted her legs, and attempted to control the way she faced, to keep an eye on the other two and to provide herself with- self-defense. She found that she could exercise only minor control, achieved by shifting her ass and kicking her legs from side to side. Mostly the direction she faced was a matter of pure luck. The closing speed was faster than she anticipated, and within a minute, she was within striking distance of Rachael, who was closer to Suzette. She watched as Rachael kicked out at Suzette, who tried to avoid the flashing heel blade, but amazingly did not try to kick back. The unseen controller lifted Suzette higher, apparently giving her an advantage, because she was no only able to more easily reach the vulnerable parts of the other two women, but because of the extra elevation, she was more difficult for the other two to reach with their heel blades. In an instant he released the cable, causing her to drop back to their level, and come to a violent stop as her weight was taken on the four fastening points. Her nose and tongue were jerked upward, her huge tits were slapped together, and the plug fixed in her cunt was severely jerked, and the blood that began to trickle from her vagina demonstrated the painful damage she had sustained from the cruel internal spikes. The Cable began to lift her again, and before it had raised her more than a few inches, she was kicking out viciously at both Rachael and Angella. By this time, Angella was within range, and was orientated toward Rachael. Suzette's first kick caught Angella on the left hip, and cut an angry gash across her bare buttock. Rachael took advantage of the rapidly unfolding situation, and kicked out with both of her long legs. One steel spur caught Suzette on the inner thigh, ripping a long shallow cut from her cunt to her knee, and the other spur reached up to Angella's ribs, and it raked a vicious slice that scraped across the gently curved white bones. Angella responded with a bruising sideways kick at the gorgeous Jewess, but connected under her legs with the top of her foot, doing no lasting damage. The recoil of the violent kick spun her around, and her back was to Suzette as the young French bitch, so she was defenseless when the young dangling nude stabbed her heel blade up into her fattened buttocks. The tip of the blade dug into Angella's pelvic bone and stuck, holding Suzette's leg elevated. Immediately Rachael lashed out at Suzette, and her heel blade slash open the side of one of the French girl's soft bulging mammaries. Fresh red and white tit meat, augmented with strands of silicone, dangled from the deep gash. Suzette suddenly twisted away from the slashing heel blade, and the abrupt movement caused her spur to jerk out of Angella's round buttock. Angella saw the Jewess bitch turn against Suzette, giving her an opening, and she kicked high. Her heel came swinging down toward Rachael's face, and when the brunette twisted at the last second, the heel came down instead into the top of a fat firm tit, and sliced down through the bulging mammary, the tip emerging through the bottom. Rachael had just made contact with Suzette's pretty young face, and she sliced the girl's cheek open. Angella jerked her heel blade out of Rachael's bulging boob, and kicked out at Suzette's legs, gashing them severely. Then she kicked higher, and managed to gash the French bitch's side, slicing deeply into the muscle. The winches that supported the three women were subtly manipulated, so that Suzette was gradually moved between the other two, giving her a slight disadvantage, that slowly increased. Angella was having such good luck against her because Rachael was giving Suzette a bad time, and the two of them tangled legs, leg wrestling each other as they hung and swung by their cunts. Suzette twisted free, and this action swung her around to face Angella, just as the gorgeous American woman was kicking high at her. Angella's heel blade hit Suzette high in the belly, just below her big tits. Angella jerked her foot downward, and the blade began to slice through the layer of straining belly muscle, ripping the French girl open. She got her other heel blade into Suzette's side just below the ribs, so that she had both of her long steel spurs in the girl's torso. When she saw the devastating effect of Angella's efforts, Rachael got into the act quickly, driving one of her blades with a vicious kick into Suzette's other side, and the two girls cooperated in slicing open the naked lower body of the luscious French bitch. Tugging with their shapely legs in unison, Angella and Rachael sliced the belly of the living carcass of the gorgeous girl in a large T, freeing her intestines. The sound of the appreciative crowd was roaring in their ears as the youngest of the three girls dumped her guts out through the growing opening. The controller slowly moved Suzette back, allowing her to die slowly for the appreciation of the audience, and to leave room for the other two bitches to conclude the extremely bizarre and entertaining competition. Angella realized that she was going to have to deal with the- breath-takingly beautiful Jewish bitch is she was going to have the remotest chance to get out of the death pit alive. Her only objective in life at the moment was very short term: it was to somehow survive this fight. Angella allowed herself the luxury of looking toward the audience, and she made immediate eye contact with Tony, who was sitting in the front row, his arm over the shoulder of a gorgeous raven haired beauty. The cheeky bitch, who had bizarre tiger stripes painted on her face and the parts not covered by her revealing gown, gave Angella a huge smile, and held forward her fist, with her thumb turned down. Enraged, Angella swung back toward her foe, just in time to see that the assertive Jewish bitch had taken the initiative, and had her gorgeous legs raised for a high kick. Angella's only defense was to twist, and the blow aimed at her face came down along the inside of her raised arm, slicing her to the bone from her elbow to her armpit. Angella lashed out with a high sideways kick. Rachael's kick at her had made the Jewess twist and rotate on her wire, and the sharp heel blade caught her arm on the bicep muscle, and sliced through it with such force that it also dug deep into the bone, cutting it nearly in half. Angella continued to push hard with her heel, straining her gorgeous leg, so that the blade cut through the slender bone, and then easily sliced through the fine underarm muscle, completely severing the Jewish bitch's arm, which was still tightly bound into her hair, and leaving the four inch long blood-spurting stump free. When Angella's legs dropped, she swung backward. Screaming like a banshee through her extended tongue, the enraged Rachael lifted both her legs high to go for Angella's face. Angella thrust her pelvis forward, which pulled her face back briefly, jerking painfully on her nose, tongue and nipples. The defensive move saved her face from the blades for the moment, but the vicious heel spurs came down instead into the tops of her magnificently bulged breasts. In self defense, Angella kicked up at Rachael's bent torso, and brought her heel blades down with all her might into the exposed tops of the naked bitch's thighs. Now both girls had their spurs dug deeply in the flesh of the other, and by shifting their weight onto their legs, they were able to do the damage to the other they were attempting. The audience loved the rending of living naked female meat, and they were getting their fill of it in this violent sex sport. Suzette was still jerking and twisting as her intestines and organs dangled from her wide open belly, and Rachael was wagging her blood spurting stump of an arm, while all three were leaking crimson blood from their deep gash wounds. Rachael's heels pushed down as she raised her hips, and the vicious blades sliced into the huge bulging tits with devastating effect. They cut down through the fatty tit meat and silicone, releasing thick strands that dangled obscenely from the deep slashes. At the same time, Angella's blades did more meaningful damage, cutting deeply into the straining muscles on top of Rachael's upper legs. Total success would have given Angella the contest, except that Rachael's blades emerged from Angella's breasts and continued slicing downward viciously into her doubled up belly. Because Angella had her legs raised so high, her body was bent in such a way it put her belly in direct line with the sharp descending heel blades, and she received a pair of deep long twin gashes right down to her hips. Angella's long legs dropped, and swung back so far that her heel blades came back and up, and dug into her own buttocks. Just as Suzette's blade had stuck into her pelvic bone, so did her own blades. The difference was that, unlike Suzette, Angella did not have the leverage to extract the painfully stuck blades, buried in her own ass meat. She was now totally vulnerable to and at the mercy of the vicious heel blades of her dazzling Jewish foe. She was now completely unable to maneuver, because she could no longer move her legs. Angella was now completely helpless, and Rachael in total control. She looked with pleading eyes at Rachael, who looked down at the blood flowing down across her own gorgeous legs from the deep gashes Angella had cut in them seconds ago. Rachael responded to Angella's pleading eyes by raising her legs high, and then she slowly brought the vicious heel blade spurs down toward Angella's terrified face. She carefully cut deep slashes down the sides of Angella's cheeks. Then, covering Angella's eyes with the sole of her foot, she sliced off one of her ears. Then raising her shapely bare feet, pressing them together on either side of the cables, she brought them down and slit open the Horrified bitch's bulging eyeballs. Now she went to work on the naked woman's ravished body. With her legs bent severely back, Angella's slashed belly was presented to the vengeful sadistic Jewess. Her big tits were now demolished, and the only thing left for major damage was her sliced gut bucket. She felt the cold bloodied steel sinking painfully into her side, and then another blade went in higher, wedging between her ribs. The blade below Angella's ribs began slicing across the top of her belly, and she swung gently as she was being butchered alive. She was unable to scream because she was going into shock. She felt what was happening to her, but now even the pain was meaningless. She felt the loose flap of her belly flop forward when the slice across her front below her rib cage was complete, and she could feel the warmth of her viscera sliding down over her thighs, dropping to the sand floor of the arena. The roar in her ears was continuous now, and she was unaware if it was the sound of the crowd or the spinning feeling she was feeling taking over her brain. Tony had his arm over Charlotte's shoulder, and he slid his hand under her gown to grasp her large soft striped breast. She had adapted to the sexual violence quickly, and was clearly excited at the carnal devastation of the beautiful bitches in the arena. She pointed out that the demolished carcass of Angella was still twitching as they were separated. Charlotte screamed in delight when the archers came into the arena, and began their demonstration of remarkable skill, using Rachael as a target. The show master had determined that the repair of the bitch would be too costly, and hardly worth while with the arm missing. With so many other talented women waiting in the holding pens, and in the process of being brought into the system through the aggressive recruiting program, he judged that her maximum value was in completing the evening's entertainment, and she did not disappoint him. Rachael screamed and writhed as her lovely body took more than a hundred well-placed arrows in strategic places, which skillfully avoiding her vital organs, before one of the archers moved up to her to be at close range. He drew a huge cheer from the blood-lusting crowd when he released an arrow up under her chin with such force that the arrowhead emerged through the top of her skull, sticking out nearly six inches. Tony and Charlotte filed out with the delighted crowd. They had got all they had expected and more on this outrageous last evening on the incredible Danish cruise ship. The lounge was filled with the talented fuck and suck girls, who were available to fill the needs of the clients, and could be taken to the private cabins for the night. There were no restrictions on the use of the girls, who ranged in age from ten to twenty-five, but there was a fee of five hundred dollars for their lives, and medical expenses were charged at double rate for treatment , plus a daily fee of twenty dollars to cover the period for recovery from damage done to them. Tony selected a delightful fourteen year old Spanish girl with deep black eyes, small round breasts, and a mane of long black shining hair than hung down to her buttocks. He and Charlotte selected a pair of long fine whips from the rack, and retired for a night of special fun. * * * * * * * Charlotte lay naked on her back, her knees raised and her gorgeous legs spread, enjoying the curious attention she was receiving from- passers-by. She was reclining on the plush padded table, which had been placed in the broad passage outside the main dining hall to allow everyone coming on board the cruise ship to watch her receiving the special total body tattoo. Another cruise of the infamous show vessel was about to begin, and the newly arriving passengers were being treated to a brief taste of the delights to follow during the- week-long cruise. The artist worked with his deepest piercing needle, to implant the brown ink with which her permanent tiger stripes were being applied. The man was a true craftsman, and he made the broad stripes both deep and bold. He wanted to ensure that they would never fade, because although he was certain the vain cunt whose lush satiny hide he was decorating would not live long, he had ambitions to obtain the carcass once she was killed, to make for himself a human tigress wall rug, to compliment the one he had made from the male lion he had obtained when it had proved too docile to attack women in the ship's large death pit arena. Charlotte had painted tiger stripes on her upper body as a fun decoration for the feature event on the last cruise, when she was a paying guest. The slick talker Tony had encouraged her to become an entertainer, and she was delighted with the opportunity. As a school girl she had been the first in her class to sprout titties, and throughout her teens her mammary glands had continued to grow, until by the age of fifteen they were the larger than her mother's ample boobs. Her remarkable breasts had continued to grow through her teenage years. At university, her large firm bosom and matching body and face earned her the Frosh Queen title at seventeen, and by the time she graduated at twenty-one, she was well known by everyone on campus. She was a naturally bright student, but found it much more exciting to launch affairs with her professors, and use sex to obtain the first class marks she was invariably awarded. She graduated with an honors degree in liberal arts, and being practical by nature, enrolled in a secretarial school, and worked nights for an exclusive executive call-girl service. She quickly found a job as executive secretary to a Senior Vice President of a major arms division of General Dynamics. To qualify for the demanding but well paying position, she had been sent by the company to Sudan for a two month intense training program on the skills of a concubine. She lived in a harem, and was given instruction in the oriental mysteries of love and debauchery. She was an excellent student, and learned to use sexual manipulations, contrived bizarre fantasies, tricks and methods that gave her enormous control over the men she serviced. This made her a valuable assistant in obtaining lucrative contracts. When she was not entertaining the penises of visiting VIP's, she kept in practice in the lavish bed on the company's executive jet, providing the kind of comfort to her boss that his wife could not. When she lost her cool with an intolerant sadistic client, and with it a billion dollar contract, her boss suggested she take a vacation, and arranged her flight to Europe, and an introduction to her guide for the special erotic cruise, an Italian stud named Tony. Tony had shown her a good time, and had introduced her to some of the rare obscene acts that played in underground clubs in Northern Europe. Some of the acts she saw were more than obscene. Tony carefully led her through a progression of hard core and sexually violent shows, allowing her to explore her more primitive and base instincts and tastes, until one night she was able to openly masturbate as she watched her first real snuff act. A beautiful naked woman in her forties was gagged, hooded, and forced to kneel, knees spread, on a rough work bench. Her arms were strapped from the elbows to the wrists tightly with straps nailed to the bench. Her legs were spread and similarly strapped from the knees to her ankles to the bench's heavy planks. For more than an hour, the big sobbing bitch was tortured with long needles thrust into her meat and hot branding irons searing her flesh, including her breasts, nipples, cuntlips, feet and back. For the startling finale, the barrel of a large 45 revolver was thrust deep into her vagina, and encouraged by the man holding the gun, the excited crowd counted down from ten. On "Zero!" the gun was fired, and blood spewed out around it from both her vagina and her anus as the large slug ripped up into the woman's naked torso. Her belly and sides bulged as the bullet flattened and spread, compressing and tearing her organs and intestines as the monstrous bullet found its way through her. The big bitch, nailed in position, slumped, and her executioner cocked the hammer again. He fired a second round into her cunt. The reaction was as severe as with the first bullet, and the woman's big tortured breasts rested on the table. He pulled the gun from her cunt and moved around in front of her. He removed her hood, to give everybody a look at the dead woman's look of terror, with her bulging eyes and bleeding nose. That had been more than two months ago, and Charlotte still remembered with fascination the way that beautiful bitch had looked. She had watched the man return to her elevated rear end, thrust the gun deep into her anus, and violently discharge two more bullets into her carcass. It was so exciting that she had urinated in her panties. That was very embarrassing, but Tony had acted as if that were the natural thing to do. After that he had taken her on two cruises on this incredibly evil ship, where the most daring and outrageous things went on. She had enjoyed the debasing sexual acts by the beautiful entertainers, and had reveled in witnessing the violent sexual abuse entertainments of the female slaves. She had somehow differentiated in her mind between the entertainers and the slaves, and recognized the distinction as being that the slaves were there to offer their lives in the sadistic games and events. She felt this kind of extreme human sacrifice was justified, for the enormous kicks it gave to the paying patrons, and she also thought the glamour of being a naked sex entertainer was highly attractive. She had called her boss to get permission to take the second cruise, on which the beautiful slave woman Rachael had killed the slave woman Angela, and when the week long voyage was completed, she had, under Tony's influence, resigned from General Dynamics, and joined the staff of professional entertainers on board the ship. The painted tiger stripes had been her own idea, and Tony had pointed out that they made her distinctive in this highly competitive entertainment business. He had suggested the permanent tattoo, explaining that the paint could wash off or smear during an act and ruin the effect. He promised her that the special temporary ink would gradually fade, and be gone entirely within a couple of months. Charlotte was persuaded, and stipulated that the work be done in public during the next cruise, to entice people to come on the following one to see her perform. She also mentioned that it would be unnecessary to let people know the ink was formulated to fade away. She thought it would be a nice touch if they saw her making an irreversible and bizarre spectacle of herself. They would, she guessed, think she was making an enormously daring step. In fact, the tattoo artist had formulated the permanent brown ink to contrast with and compliment the natural tones of her tanned white flesh. The deep penetration ensured the ink would stain not only her skin but also the thin layer of fat that gave her the sleek look she nurtured. The tiger stripes would accentuate the ripple of her finely developed muscle structure when she moved, and enhance her sleek appearance. The stripes she was receiving would remain as bold as ever for as long as she was permitted to live. There was no way she could possibly know that her assignment to Tony by her boss had been a purposeful sentence to death. Charlotte was already dead meat, and had unwittingly become a willing entertainer sex slave. The stripes were tattooed onto Charlotte's bare belly, magnificent breasts, gorgeous face and lithe legs in just over two days, and then she lay on her belly for the remainder of the application. By the time the cruise ship pulled into its birth, the ravishing young woman was converted to a striped cat, and would perform on the next cruise, which commenced in three days.