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.