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The Director's Cut (nc, torture, snuff)
by
Stagatha
Email (munged) to stagathaAT(amend)howling.com


WARNING:  This is a work of sickfic.  It has graphic content with
detailed descriptions of extreme non-consensual sex, bondage, torture
and death.  If you are offended by such material, please do not read it.
I suspect most women will find the story unpleasant, if you think this
sort of stuff should not be written or posted and want to register your
view, you are welcome to, but please spare yourself the upset of reading
it first.

SERIOUS WARNING:  If accessing this material is illegal where you
live PLEASE EXIT.  If you are not an adult PLEASE EXIT.
If your ideas about sex and sexual activity are still unformed, do not use
this to assist your development, PLEASE EXIT.

This story is from my imagination, I do not want to do that which is
described.  I do not want anyone else to do that which is described.  It is
fiction.
The activities in this story are illegal and, more importantly, immoral
wherever
you are in the world.  Read it for entertainment, if you think it might
entertain
you, but go no further.

This story may be archived onto any free site.


The large room was artificially bright, white plastic sheets covered the
walls reflecting the array of lights harshly.  The floor and ceiling were
similarly covered.  A naked girl is in the centre of the room lying on
her back tied across a sturdy workbench.  The man dials a number.

"Are you ready to talk business?  Right, we're on track, I've finished
the basic show, you need to decide how it goes from here.  She's
called Samantha, about 20, brunette, shoulder length, big tits, legs are
OK, broad arse, little tattoo on her shoulder."
Silence.
"Her bra's a 36D and she was bulging out of it a bit. Not a great
looker facially, but what do you expect?  She's gagged well and
blindfolded so that hasn't much mattered so far.  Look, I've done some
good stuff for you, the standard package you've paid for."
Silence.
"No, I've not tested her out for real pain, caning, electric shocks,
burns, that sort of thing, what I do next depends on what you decide
now."
Long silence.
"If I let her go now she's a bit fucked up but no real damage and,
even though she hasn't a clue about me or this place, I think I can
persuade her not to go to the police.  If she's got burns and weals and
all that shit, she's going to be a hospital case and the police will be
very interested, even if she tries to play it sensibly, so that's more risk
for me and that costs you money."
Silence.
"To hurt her that bad and let her go afterwards, another seven-fifty.  But
she has to stay blindfolded and, if you're putting up that much, you're not
looking at much more for snuffing her and I'll include a good whipping or
caning, some burns to her sensitive places and a few volts across the tits
however you decide you want it."
Long silence.
"Look, this is the one we've got.  She's not Pamela Anderson, right,
but she's not fat and she's not ugly.  I liked fucking her, her tits are
great, it's up to you what you want me to do now, and I'd appreciate a
decision."
Silence.
"I realise it's your money, but its my arse on the line and we did
discuss all the options, this call was for you to decide, once you knew
she's easy on the eye has good knockers and that she's all lined up
ready."
Long silence.
"No, no, no, its a grand for me killing her after a simple little show
like I described, there's a price on top if you want some more
intensive work.  Look, it'll take me a week to dispose of her, three
days cutting her up and cleaning up afterwards and three or four days to
distribute the bits.  There's a lot of care goes into this, we don't
want some dog wandering home with half her leg or her hand or
something, we're talking small pieces in remote places and that takes
time, that's the thousand.  Whether it's more depends on what you
want now and that depends how messy it is, how careful I have to be
to make it last and how much imagination I have to use."
Silence.
"Straight strangulation is nothing extra although she'll probably piss
and shit herself which needs cleaning up.  If you want a slow ligature
job lasting, maybe 20 minutes, keeping her conscious, letting her catch
her breath, blindfold off, gag out, that's two hundred, less if she
doesn't last that long.  Call it fifty per five minutes after the first
five, it'll
be a measure of my skill."
Silence.
"No, she'll be tied up whatever, she might be a karate expert for all I
know."
Silence.
"I don't do that, too much blood spraying everywhere, I avoid arteries,
severing limbs, decapitation, all that shit, too messy."
Silence.
"No, I don't mind blood, I'll cut her if that's what you want, but I'll
just be careful where I cut her.  If there's a few pints on the floor and
a few splashes on the walls, that's fine, you pay and I clear it up, but
great gushes of the stuff is too uncontrollable, for a start there's the
cameras to think of."
Silence.
"Yeah, cutting her tits off is no problem, there'll be a lot of blood, but
it won't spurt, that's OK."
Silence.
"She'd bleed to death in maybe an hour, maybe less.  But, look, from
my experience that on its own its not guaranteed as entertainment, it's
a major injury and she could pass out from shock when I'm cutting the
first one off and then stopping to bring her round loses time, she'll be
losing blood and that makes it against the clock and not very
satisfactory.  I'm happy to do that if that's all you want, but it might
be better as a finale to some more, shall I say, delicate work."
Long, long, silence.
"I'm getting the idea, but you're at the maximum there.  I reckon we're
talking a further seventeen-fifty."
Silence.
"I know, but I can make that last two or three hours, keeping her
conscious, or keep bringing her round if she turns out to be a bit
feeble."
Long silence.
"No, no, hold up.  Let me decide the order, I need to judge what she
can take and when.  If I go straight in with something heavy like that,
like the drill up her fanny, she'll be too far gone after that to notice
anything else I do, whereas, if I build up to it, raise her pain
threshold, you'll get a better show.  Just tell me what you want to see
and I'll build them into the proceedings."
Silence.
"No, sorry, I can't risk that.  With what you're suggesting and the
ideas I have, I can't take the gag out, you'd hear her scream for miles."
Silence.
"Oh, yeah, if I've got a ligature nice and tight I could get the gag out
and I always give them plenty of slack to writhe in, you'll be able to
see that she's suffering, no difficulty there."
Long silence.
"No, can't do that myself."
Silence.
"No its not the blood, I'll fuck her after I've ripped her fanny, but not
while she dies."
Silence.
"The vaginal muscles could constrict and I don't want my dick stuck
in a dead girl's cunt.  Look, I can do it with a dildo, no problem, it
might be better anyway with a big thick pole, really make her eyes
pop."
Long silence.
"OK, so lets make sure, its up to me for a good bit of what I do, but
you want the beating, the burns and the electric shocks.  Cane, strap
or whip.  OK.  You want the drill up her at some stage, I've got a
wire brush for that that will tear her up nicely.  You want her
strangled, but not to death and for that you want it with the gag
coming off and a close-up on her face.  You want loads of work on
her breasts and one of them sliced off about half way down.   Right, I
need to check this properly.  Do you want the breast I cut off to be
unmarked?"
Silence.
"That's fine.  What about the beating?  Do her tits as well?  It'll look
good in slow motion, they'll bounce and ripple really well.  Fine.  And
the electric shock, I can control that any way you want, anything
between just getting her writhing about to barbecued boobs."
Silence.
"The flesh can really heat up and ultimately her tits would explode.
We're not going for that, but I'd like to see how much it takes to get
one of them to split open, if that's OK."
Long silence.
"No, it'll be carefully controlled, just enough juice.  I don't fuck up,
but, tell you what, if I do I'll give you a discount."
Silence.
"Oh, she'll be watching alright, as soon as I know she's not going
home I'll have the blindfold off her so you can see her eyes.  So, I can
work on both tits as much as I need to, you want one nipple chewed
off, but the nipple on the tit I sever has to be intact...."
Silence.
"OK, I slice off the breast I've damaged the least.  But you want them
both cut?"
Silence.
"Scalpel, it's ideal, I can just draw blood, make a deep gash or even
stab with it."
Long silence.  "Its your movie."
Silence.
"So its beat, split, gash, bite and stab both her tits as well as anywhere
else I fancy."
Silence.
"I get the picture, arse, belly, legs, the usual.  And then at the end cut
most of one tit off and you're not fussed which?  That's OK with me.
Any preferences for a grand finale, if she lasts that long?"
Long silence.
"That's a new one for me.  Yeah, I like that. Stick my arm up her
fanny and rip out her guts.  I'll do that even if she's gone before that,
disembowelling's part of the disposal routine anyway.  OK, deal done.
You've got half an hour to deliver the cash.  Be at the car park in
Royston Street, you'll be approached.  When my friend is clear he'll
ring and let me know and I'll get started.  If you don't deliver, all you'll
get is the tapes of what I've done so far and no further deals.
Assuming the money is paid, in two weeks you get your movie.
That's one copy, everything I do to her, all the best views, a bit of
slo-mo, professionally edited.  Plus, if you want, you get a copy of the
rushes, except I cut out any shots that show me too clearly."
Silence.
"Both sets, fine, no problem.  Thirty minutes from now."
Silence.
"Don't worry, I will enjoy myself."

The man put the phone down.  He watched Samantha's quivering
body, reached out a hand and brushed the substantial rise of her left
breast.  The bound girl flinched and a stream of urine hit the floor.
Maybe the next time he did this it would be better if the girl didn't listen
to the call.



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