Fallen Angels, Rising Stars 4: Superfluous Sadist Carmelita
by Polaris


Megan and Jenna awoke with their faces buried between each others' legs, a sleep position not uncommon for them. The latter sister strolled over to the bedroom door, unlocked it, and opened it just a crack so that she could peek through. Their gullible mother never questioned why the girls kept their door locked so often. She figured it was just a "teenagers want their privacy" thing, and left it at that.
After confirming that her mother had already left for the day, Megan grabbed the box with several Calico kittens, which had arrived in the middle of the night, while her sibling snatched the video camera. The two excited and shamelessly-naked sisters then burst out of their room and ran down the hallway. They had a long day planned for those little critters.
Jenna hit the record button on the camcorder, and then rushed to be next to her sister in front of the mirroring lens. The two horny siblings embraced each other and spent the first several minutes kissing and moaning and feeling each other up in front of the camera.
"Hi everyone," Megan began. "We have some kittens with us today. And they aren't strays either," Jenna added with a grin. She then picked up the camcorder and aimed it towards the box of fluffy kittens. "Fuck, I was going crazy all night just waiting to kill them!"
Megan aimed the front of the camcorder directly towards her face. "And I just want something to say to any viewers out there who disapprove. I know that kittens have beating hearts. I know they feel pain, just like my sister and I do. There's nothing misconstrued here. We're doing this because we love it. We love to hurt and kill animals. Each of these kitties are going to die, just so our little dumb slits can barf up some cunt juice." Megan ended, with a mischievous smile.
Megan bent down to pick up the kitten closest to her, and then snuggled it next to her cheek. "I know how much you love this pussy," she continued, as Jenna then aimed the lens down towards her bare crotch, "but who in their right mind could say 'no' to this pussy?". Megan then reached out to bring the camera back with her face. "I know I sure wouldn't dare!"
The two sisters snickered at Megan's joke as she pried her pussylips open with her fingers. The eldest girl then turned her attention back towards the kitten in her free hand. "Well hey there, cutie. I bet your pretty scared that you can't find your mommy anywhere, huh? Well, I've got some bad news for you. You're not gonna be seeing her ever again!" the girl said in a mocking fashion.
Megan set the box down and got into position while her sibling fetched a fresh roll of transparent, industrial strength masking tape. Jenna then knelt down behind her, fired up the camcorder and opened with a tight shot of her sister's throbbing butthole. After a few moments, Jenna turned the camera towards her face, flashed a quick grin, and then set it on the floor, where it would continue recording the action.
Jenna grabbed the first kitten and planted it, face down, into Megan's asscrack. She kneaded her sister's cheeks for a few moments and then fiendishly pushed them inward, delighting herself with a loud screech from the kitten. She repeated this action over and over, with Megan also doing her part by clenching her glutes as hard as she could. It was a feeling of pure bliss each time her cheeks pressed inward to crush the helpless animal. When she was finally satisfied with the amount of fun brought by that activity, Jenna picked up the roll of tape. Starting with the left asscheek, she then stuck the tape to her sister's flesh and wrapped it around her hips about 2.5 times, making sure it overlapped precisely each time it went around. Megan then stood up to verify that the furball was now securely trapped between the tape and her anus. Every last one of the kitten's claws had been ripped out by the girls the night before, leaving Megan with a sole feeling of domination, both comfortable and exhilarating.
Jenna took a moment to admire her handiwork, and then gave her sister a playful, but hard kick in the ass, to torment the animal further.
"AH-hahaa!" Megan cried out in surprise.
Jenna laughed and said, "Ok, do me next."
Megan picked up the tape roll and stood with her feet far apart, while Megan removed the second kitten from the box and held it against her sister's cunt; it's body length perpendicular to the slit. Jenna then stretched the tape out as far as her arms could do so, and then handed the roll to Megan, who used her free hand to carefully guide it between the naked thighs before her, so that her sister could seize it once again.
"Ok, go for it," Megan verbally signaled, as she was now holding the kitten in place by the back of it's head and hind feet. Jenna tightly yanked both ends of the tape strand upward, pulling the kitten firmly against her crotch. Megan then stood back up and fastened the ends of the tape over Jenna's shoulder. The two sisters then repeated with the other shoulder, after which Jenna had two transparent tape "suspenders" stretching down over her nipples and to her crotch. Megan put a couple more strips over the seams just to be safe, and then returned the aforementioned favor by giving her sibling a swift cunt-punt. And with that, Megan and Jenna were ready to commence another day of filming.
***
With the felines all butchered, Jenna had once again turned in for the night while her sister uploaded the fresh footage.
“Again, you have failed to disappoint us, Miss Megan. Time and time again.... I dare say that you have earned a promotion. What would you say to a personal visit to our main operation, here?”
Megan lit up. “Wow, are you serious? What all would I get to see?”
Megan had continued to keep in close touch with the woman from the underground website. Despite her sister being just as tech-savvy – if not more so - , she had still managed to keep her in the dark about it, as had been requested of her.
“That would spoil the fun if I told you, but I will say that our founder is very interested in meeting you. If you accept, when the next carrier arrives, we will instruct them to pick you up, however, you will be responsible for your own alibi.”
Grinning ear to ear, Megan thought for a second, and then typed “I think I can take care of that.”
“Wonderful. Oh, and one more thing. We have an ulterior motive for inviting you here, and would like to discuss something with you. Something that could prove to be very beneficial for you in the future.”
“No sweat, I got this. Mum's the word...”
* * *
Megan arrived at the entrance of, what appeared to be from the exterior, a large abandoned factory, about 20 days after the arrangement had been made. Her stay would only be for an afternoon, and to her relief, Jenna had been able to cover for her.
“There's this guy who says that he has eighteen dogs and puppies that he'll unload on us, but he says that I have to go and pick them up in person...” Megan “explained”.
“Holy shit! That's too good to pass up!” her sister replied.
“Yeah, but I'm gonna need you to stay here and cover for me! If mom and dad ask where I am, just tell them I'm at one of the malls shopping. I'll keep my cell on if they have to talk to me.”
“You got it! Hurry back! Ooo, I can't wait until all the little fuckers are here!” Jenna squealed.
The carrier unlocked a padlock on the large steel outside doors and both he and Megan stepped inside, The two then waited as the man unlocked a second set of doors in the foyer, this time via a complicated code. After clearing this second security measure, he then took his leave of the sixteen year old, instructing her to wait. Megan stayed where she was, at the start of what was a relatively dim hallway, for several minutes, when she began hearing the sound of approaching footsteps.
As they got closer, Megan could see that the person was a twenty-something woman with dark, shoulder-length hair, wearing a womens business suit and high heels. But there was something else going on with the with the way that she was walking. Megan zoomed in on the woman's feet for a few seconds, before her eyes grew wide. Around each of the woman's upper ankles were two tightly fitted loops attached to leashes which extended very shortly to the necks of two dogs, each looking to be about one-year-old. Keeping up with the woman's fast pace would have been tricky even if they were in great health, but the eight little feet divided between the two canines had been mutilated down into bloody stumps; and thrust two inches up into these meaty stumps were sharp pins, each at the base of which, was a pressure-sensitive button which shot painful electric shocks up into the pins whenever the dogs put even a modest amount of their weight down on them. Nevertheless, the choking pups had to continually try to get onto their stumps to relieve the strangling caused from being drug on the ground, creating a perpetual cycle of agony. Despite this, the woman's powerful legs walked as if this weight was not even there, making it apparent to Megan that she must have practiced for some time to be able to pull off such a feat.
Carrying herself without a milligram of compassion for the two animals and their suffering, the woman wore a pleasant smile on her face all the way down, until she stood before the teenager.
“Hello, Megan! I'm Veronica, the person who has been communicating with you all this time,” the woman said as she extended her hand for the young girl to shake.
“Hi,” Megan responded, very impressed with the woman's blend of confidence and cruelty.
“As I've told you before, this is our main base of operations, where it all began. Of course, we were much smaller years ago, but the support we've received from volunteer performers like yourself has really been a boon to our expansion!”
Megan nodded slightly, trying hard to keep eye contact with the woman, but found it very difficult not to divert her gaze down to the two little doggies, still whimpering, whining and struggling to breathe as they unintentionally shocked themselves with confused panic.
“Oh, by all means, give one of the little guys a kick! Heh, where are my manners?” Veronica said, as if that had been the first thing that could have possibly been considered an “offense” since making her entrance. “If I may, I'd suggest this one. We just boiled her parents alive about a half hour ago and forced her to watch, so I'd enjoy seeing a few more rays of sunshine plucked from the day that she's having!”
“Ooohh, I'm so sorry to hear that,” Megan said with dubious sincerity as she squatted next to said victim. The teenager then flipped her pants and panties down enough so that her entire ass was exposed, and then worked her index finger into her asshole up to the knuckle. Having been deprived of any restroom access for hours during her travel, she then dug a clump of the built-up shit out of her anus and quickly jammed it down the dog's throat. As it choked further, she then reached for its front left leg and bit down onto it as hard as she could. It was an impulsive move done willfully, but she also hoped that it would make a good impression towards Veronica.
And that it did. The woman pressed her fingers against her vagina through her business skirt and clenched her thighs together slightly.
“Mmm, beautiful, Megan!” the woman cried out sensually. “I'm so grateful to the powers that be - whether an unfeeling god, the Devil herself, whoever it is, I really do not care – but I thank her everyday that she has allowed me to finally mingle with so many who think and feel as I do.”
“Well, hopefully I'll get to show some thanks of my own by sending some more of them to Hell soon,” Megan said with a grin; not angling for anything specific, but wanting to put that statement out there all the same.
“Oh, absolutely! It will be about 40 minutes before my boss will be able to meet with you, so we certainly have some time to kill. Just follow me. Oh, and please feel free to abuse my little “hitchhikers” however you see fit!”
“Even if it kills them?” the girl inquired with cautious optimism.
Finding the question to be cute, Veronica couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh. “Absolutely. It may sound crazy to hear, but I'm proud to say that we've acquired so many now that we're beginning to feel that we can't slaughter them fast enough!”
A thrilling chill traveled through the sixteen year old's body upon hearing that factual statement.
Megan walked closely behind the woman, kicking the two dogs as they went along. She was especially happy whenever the toe of her sneaker landed square into one of their assholes. As they proceeded down the halls, however, she also noticed many doors; each of them having an indicator light about the size of a silver dollar to the right of them. A good number of the closed ones had a red light, while green was the color for all that had open doors, displaying empty, unoccupied rooms. It was not until Veronica spotted a door with a yellow indicator light that the two finally stopped.
“Ah, here we are! How would you like to join in on a group killing session that's about to begin?”
“Uh....” Megan replied.
“Or we can keep going if you'd like to find something something more private...”
“No, no! It's just, wow... I can't fucking believe this! I'm so excited,” explained the girl.
It was true. Megan fared well enough in social situations, but knew deep down that the last type of people that she'd feel awkward around were the sadistic degenerates who shared her greatest passion.
“Excellent. There are three girls in here who are about to begin, and they all plan to do it naked. It is entirely up do you if you would like to be in that state yourself, or if you'd like your clothes left on. We do have top-rate washing machines installed here, of course, which – when our furry friends aren't taking an involuntary tumble in them - can get your clothes squeaky clean before you leave.”
“Oh, definitely! I've killed naked so many times now that doing it clothed would just feel weird,” Megan chuckled as she immodestly began to pull her T-shirt over her head. Once the girl had fully undressed, Veronica opened the door and the two stepped inside. As the woman had said, there stood three naked teenage girls, never having met each other prior to this day, but conversing as comfortably as if they were childhood friends. However, it was what stood in the center of the room that took Megan's breath away.
It was a male Palomino horse. All four of its legs had been tightly shackled to hold it into place, which prompted the trio of girls to giggle at it's futile attempts to break free.
“Hey, girls, I've brought one more. This is Megan. Is it ok if she joins in?”
The three girls immediately responded positively and supportively.
“Sure!”
“Yeah, the more the merrier!”
“Perfect! Alright Megan, I have other pressing business to attend to, but I will let my boss know that you'll be waiting inside this room, alright?”
“No problem,” the teen responded with a nod.
“Alright, go all out you horny little bitches,” Veronica said playfully, and stepped back into the doorway. Before proceeding further, however, she undid the leash of the more mortally-wounded of the two dogs from her ankle and lined its body up against the door frame. Just for fun, the woman then shut the door until the now strength-depleted pup was pinched between. Using her curvaceous ass and shoulders, Veronica pushed and lightly pounded her full body weight back against the door, over and over. The girls inside began cheering as they watched the force of her actions bust up the dog's body until it was fatally severed in two.
Gleefully, one of the girls, Tammi, ran over and retrieved the half that had been shut into the room; the dog's upper section. It took a bit of pulling to pry the guts and skin out from the crevice, but in the end she succeeded.
“I think “Benji” got a little owie!” she said with an evil smile. The girls all laughed and then turned their attention towards the main attraction.
"It's so helpless," Tianna, the second girl, laughed with glee.
"Look at that huge cock!" exclaimed Debi, the last. "I can't wait to get some of that cum all over me!"
A variety of tools and objects had been laid out for the girls to utilize. Megan and Tammi started off by taking long thin spikes and stabbed the horse's belly with them. A lovely spurt of blood shot out with each puncture. The duo then grabbed a handful each of salt and rubbed it into the fresh new holes.
"Awww, does that hurt you, horsie?" Debi said in a mocking tone as she made the “waterworks” gesture near her eye using her free hand.
Debi pissed all over the horse's penis to get it nice and slick. She then got under it and began jacking off the horse with both hands. The three remaining girls began yelling words of encouragement at her, but Debi felt that she was not making much progress.
"Help me out, guys!" Debi yelled to her companions.
Tammi and Megan moved behind the horse and at the same time, violently thrust their fists inside the horse's ass. The two then used their long, sharp fingernails to brutally scrape and torture the inner walls of the horse's anus. Meanwhile, Tianna moved to the front of the horse and began pestering it by slapping and punching it's face with her hands, causing it to go wild. It whinnied with fear and struggled pathetically against it's shackles.
Feeling that the horse was nearing climax, Debi reached over and grabbed a large, sharp diamond-knife from the ground. She then brought her hand back and forcefully sliced off the horse's cock; rewarding herself with a shower of blood and semen.
"Yes! Yes!! Fuck Yesss!!!!" Debi screamed.
Debi wrapped her lips around the bloody stump of what was still attached to the horse. After swallowing the last of its cum, she clamped her jaws down hard and bit the stump clean off. Hungrily, she then chewed it up and swallowed it down.
Megan was starting to feel twinges of humility, and even a little bit of competitiveness, with all that was going on around her, but most of all, simply remained swept up in the fun. She grabbed the twice discarded severed dog torso and, with the full strength of both of her arms, plowed the carcass into the equine's ass as deep as she possibly could.
Meanwhile, Tianna's bloodlust fueled to it's peak. She stripped off all of her clothes and grabbed the “king prize” from the table; a chainsaw. Megan and Tammi mutually began fingering each others' pussies while Tianna started the saw.
With pure, horny excitement, Tianna brought the whirring chainsaw down onto the horse's neck. Debi, Tammi and Megan immediately rushed to steady the teenage mounter from opposing sides as they listened to the horse's wonderful screams of pain and terror. Tianna pushed down with all of her strength as the chainsaw ripped through the animal's neck, and at long last, the head was severed, spraying her naked friends with what seemed like gallons of blood. The crimson-splattered girls all jerked their fingers in and out of their juicing cunts as the large twitching body collapsed to the ground.
Megan grabbed the horse's head and turned it upside down. She then began grinding her cunt hard down onto the bloody neck wound. The other three followed by slicing the dead horse's body open; rolling around in, and masturbating with it's organs and intestines.
* * *
When all obvious potential for fun had ceased, the three girls moved on to seek more live entertainment throughout the structure. Megan, however, waited inside the room as she had been instructed. She used the nearby shower to wash the blood from her body and had just finished putting her clothes back on when a knock came a the door.
“Come in...” Megan responded.
A different woman, closer to age forty, with dirty-blonde hair, entered the room. She was dressed unlike any person that Megan had ever seen before. Her attire was heavy, yet at the same time left her scantily clad. Clutching the tops of the woman's large, natural breasts were two complete canine ribcages, from what looked to have been harvested from two medium-sized dogs. The curvy bones traveled down the sides of each tit, with the fleshiness pushing itself through the spaces. And the tip of the spinal cord was complete with the neck and skulls of the two murdered dogs, each a different breed, though only the tops of their mouths were present, as their jaws had been removed to clearly show off the woman's nipples.
Around her collarbone was a necklace comprised entirely of severed dog penises, complimented by two earrings - each a dog testicle. Draped over her shoulders and back was a very large skin and fur coat, though it too was beyond compare. Rather than just hides, the coat had stitched together the faces and bodies of cats and dogs in countless perverse and disturbing configurations. Canine and feline faces had been sown on top of the underbellies of male dogs, whose embalmed and erect members skewered out of their empty eye sockets. Animal hindquarters had also been sewn down for a similar effect, with the animal penises protruding out through the anuses and vaginas above them.
Finally, at the sides of the woman's hips and down her thighs were the preserved skins of two more male dogs, attached in a vertical “upward” fashion. Aside from the removed bones and organs, their chest and abdomen had also been completely hollowed out, stopping at the base of the penis. It was these large holes that the sides of the woman's pelvis slid into, with her thigh penetrating through the body and out another hollowed out hole, where the anus once was. The most vital reason for this design choice was to keep the base of each penis as close to her crotch as possible, and close they were. The two dicks faced each other and came together up inside the woman's cunt; creating a satisfying dildo which efficiently fucked the woman with every step she took. Though only the lowest quarter of the canine cocks were visible to her, Megan could tell that they were two of the largest she had ever seen in her life, and realized that the woman must have gone through hundreds of “candidates” while selecting them. Lastly, the front legs of the two dogs had been fused to the others', stretching horizontally across the woman's navel and above her ass, for support. Directly above it, another horizontal “strap”; this time, a very elegant and expensive-looking leash which wrapped around the throats of the two dead dogs at each end so tightly that the necks looked like the center of an hourglass.
“Welcome, Megan. My name is Carmelita!” the woman greeted, speaking with an Italian accent. “I have heard, and of course, seen, many great things about you and your sister! The two of you share many traits with myself, and of course, many others who have become part of my small, but growing empire!”
Thanks, Megan said nervously, once again finding it near impossible to keep eye contact with the woman, due to her “clothing”.
“I've loved doing cruel things to animals ever since I was a young girl,” Carmelita continued. “We, as a species, start out so privileged already when we arrive on the planet, and yet we are capable of doing so much more; making the lives of creaturs who are less advantaged even more of a hellish nightmare!”
Megan could feel her clit getting hard and her pussy getting moist. It was exciting to hear words like that, direct and in person, from people other than her sister.
“I want my influence to spread like an infection. There is not a morning that I raise my head from the pillow where I don't crave the knowledge that there is cruelty being done to animals, and that I had a hand in making it happen! There are so many creatures on this earth, and every one of them is capable of suffering for our pleasure! The orgasms they give us may be fleeting, but thanks to their massive numbers, they are guaranteed to be never-ending!”
Megan again began tingling upon hearing these surreal words, put forth so refreshingly frank, but was able to respond in kind. In just a couple minutes this complete stranger had become a goddess in her eyes, both visually and oratorically. Carmelita moved behind the teenager and leaned in.
“I want to show you around. If at any point you get the urge to pleasure yourself or express yourself sexually, feel free to do so. It means a great deal to me to witness it!”
Without waiting for an opening, the woman then kissed Megan deeply in the mouth, while her fingers sensually slid down into the girl's panties.
“Come!”
The two females backtracked and then went down a corridor that was different than the one the teen had taken earlier until they reached an elevator, which they then took to a lower floor.
“Your outfit is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen! I love it so much,” Megan complimented sincerely.
“Grazie, my dear! I make a commitment only to do live fittings. My staff works to keep the animals conscious and breathing for as long as possible while they are being needled, stitched, sliced and fused. Sadly, my outfits only last a few days before they start to deteriorate, but I keep a well-stocked wardrobe, so it is of zero consequence. Granted, my staff could make the repairs quite easily, but prodigality is one of the greatest joys of extravagance, yes? Besides, the best part is creating the garments! I had a blast strangling the life out of these two boys!”
Megan again looked at the two dog heads at the woman's sides, their mouths each wide open in a painful expression, with their bloated tongues dangling out.
The elevator finally stopped, and the two exited to the left, not stopping until they hit a pair of double doors.
“This is the technological wing of my facility. Behind these doors is one of my proudest achievements!”
They entered. Sterile in appearance, there wasn't much to the room, save for two things; a wall with a large glass window, and another of Carmelita's “guests” - a naked girl about Megan's age – who was staring through it intensely.
“My apologies for the delay, Emiko!” the woman expressed.
“That's ok. For something like this, it's worth the wait!” the girl answered.
“Emiko has given me her consent to allow you to observe. Come, let's head over to the glass.”
Though the room they were in was dark, the one behind the glass was lit up quite brightly, and as they approached, Megan could see an animal directly behind it, raised on a white platform about 48 inches off the ground. It was a female English Foxhound puppy, tri-colored brown, black and white, restrained on its back by a round shackle coming up out from the platform around its neck, and a second larger one circling up and around it's belly.
“Whenever you are ready, my dear,” Carmelita said, licking her lips. She had seen the spectacle that was about to begin many times before, but was nevertheless as eager as the young Emiko, for whom it marked only time #2.
Megan watched as the woman retrieved a cluster of wires which protruded from a metal box right below the window, the end of one of them looking to be a small butt plug, and the rest medical electrodes. Carmelita guided the phallic shaped rod into Emiko's asshole. Megan's keen eye was quick to notice what appeared to be some sort of “sensor” on the shaft, which stopped at the precise point that the ring of her anus was located.
Next, the woman attached the many tiny electrodes to many different points along Emiko's labia manora and majora, as well as a little dome shaped one which sucked itself directly onto the teen's clitoris. Finally, Carmelita placed the last two directly onto Emiko's nipples, which rested on what were very well-developed breasts for the girl's age.
“You are all set! It will just take a moment or two, as before...” the woman stated.
Emiko simply stood with her hands at her sides, staring once more at the dog through the glass, though much more intensely than before.
“A woman whom I have had the pleasure of befriending helped to design this for me. Her corporation is ingenious when it comes to electronics, and we trade favors from time to time. I cannot thank her enough for it!” revealed Carmelita, as they waited.
Suddenly, Megan heard a noise; sort of a hum, as if something had just been activated. Then, only a second or two later, the sight of at least a dozen small robotic arms came to life, rising up from just below the window on the opposite side. The surprise made Megan jump, but for Emiko, it was akin to a god-like shudder.
At the end of each robotic arm was a different instrument or tool; there were blades, drill tips, powerful vice-like pinchers, flames, and even a number of designs that Megan couldn't even begin to associate with common devices. For a couple of minutes, the robotic tools simply hovered over and around the puppy, sometimes fast, other times slow, purely for the intent of multiplying its fear and distress.
Believing herself to have figured it all out, it was Megan who broke the silence.
“Oh, I see... Those wires are like a sex toy, and they vibrate on her tits and stuff while she watches what's going on! That's so cool!” Megan whispered.
“I'm afraid you are mistaken,” Carmelita corrected. “It is not impulses that are being transmitted through the wires, but information, and purely towards that beautiful machinery... I'm sure that you are familiar with the concept of “hand-eye” coordination. For many years I had pondered: why must it stop at hands? Surely, the most precious and power-giving parts of a woman's body have earned the right to partner with sight in such a fashion!”
“You mean that-?” Megan began, but was quickly cut off. At long last several of the robotic arms descended down onto their prey. The puppy screamed horrifically as the “heated rod” arm, at a temperature of over 300 degrees fahrenheit, pierced itself down into the animal's thigh, while at the very same time, one of the “blade” arms began sawing off two of the digital pads from one of its paws. Once these particular tools successfully backed away from their task, two other nozzle-like arms immediately began spraying a chemical onto the fresh wounds which, it was plain to see, increased the pain atrociously. By that time, however, the next set of mechanical manipulatees had already moved in. One of them, quite fast and eager, began shocking the puppy all around its body, while the another forcefully pounded down onto its right back ankle like a hammer, and the small third began grinding away at a few of the tiny nipples.
Megan got very excited as she watched the little dog thrash around in pain, while so futilely unable to get away.
“You see, my darling, this device is powered purely by the areas of Emiko's body where I've attached the sensors. The accuracy of which they operate is unmatched! They are able to read the most subtle of changes in her arousal as it builds; the wetness of her pussy, the slight spasms of her asshole, the tightening of her nipples, the blood fattening up those gorgeous cuntlips. The machine reads it all, and is programmed to execute each attack with precise accordance to where Emiko is in relation to her orgasm!”
“Oh my god! Oh my FUCKING god!” Megan cried out.
Megan could not believe what she was seeing. The girl standing right next to her was butchering this dog in a way more viciously than she had ever seen among the hundreds upon hundreds of videos... and she wasn't even laying a finger on it. She was torturing it SOLELY via her cunt and nipples.
Her pants now pulled down to her knees, the sixteen year old slammed herself against the window with a thud; her face smushed up against the glass, wanting to get as close to the action as she possibly could. She was in complete awe of this blend of mind, eyes, and female erogenous zones.
Arm after arm proceeded to attack with a different torture or mutilation. One of them had a condom-like latex object at the tip which stretched itself over the dog's head and engulfed it completely. In a split second, a tube inside then vacuumed up all the oxygen within, suffocating the animal for a long number of seconds, before then removing itself. A second one then moved in to bite down on the critter's tongue and stretch it out from the mouth while a third one, equipped with many tiny sharp hooks, penetrated the surface of the pink muscle with them towards the back until they burst bloodily from the lower side, and then slowly yanked them towards the tip, ripping them all the way, until it looked like Big League Chew dangling from the mouth.
Carmelita was now generously fingerblasting Megan's asshole while also lewdly pleasuring herself with the other hand. Every so often, very briefly, Megan diverted her gaze to the naked Emiko, who's heavy breathing and soft moans were now much louder than they had started out as. Her hands were also tightly fidgeting and squeezing, along with her toes, but not once did her eyes ever move from the animal before her.
Megan also noticed that the “syringe” arm, which injected strange contents into the dog, was now doing so more frequently. She determined that it must be a substance that helps keep the dog conscious, and she could not have been more grateful for it. So many cats and dogs that she had killed would have blacked out long before now, but by some miracle of wickedness, this dog was as lucid as could be, to its pure and utter dismay.
The robotic arms were in no hurry, however, as they were impeccably programmed not to kill their targeted animal until the “user” climaxed; and climax she did. At the precise moment that Emiko's orgasm moved to explode, all of the arms went into “death” mode at once. Two of them violently ripped the dog's eyes from it's sockets, while two others rammed fiercely whirring drill bits into its canine vagina and asshole. The tools did not let up from hacking, breaking, tearing, shredding and incinerating the female dog until it was nothing but a crimson mass of blood, flesh, pulp, and fur.
Emiko dropped to her knees, her eyes as big as saucers, sweating and panting on all fours. Without thinking, Megan rushed over to her, yanked the electrodes away, and began eating her pussy like a champion. She was so beholden to the show that this girl had given her, that she was driven to keep her orgasm going for as long as possible. She then looked up at Carmelita.
“You've got to let me try it! Please!” she begged, already ripping the clothes from her own body before receiving an answer.
It marked the first moment inside that room that Carmelita did not wish to be cruel. She happily obliged, as it had been her every intent to have the girl experience the wonders of “cunt-eye coordination”.
The electrodes were transferred to Megan's pussy, clit and nipples. On the other side of the glass, a new dog was immediately brought in and secured; this time a mother, sixty days pregnant. Megan tensed up with glee as she saw that she'd be getting to murder another pregnant animal and her babies.
When the program kicked on, the teenager couldn't help but move her hand to rub her cunt over the wires, but Carmelita was quick to intervene.
“No, no, my dear! That isn't how it works,” she reminded. “Just watch... The sight of what you are doing will be the only thing you need to make you cum!”
Megan's uncertainty did not linger long as the robotic arms once again got down to business. She was both impressed and amazed at how inhumane the program knew to be; teasing the mother dog after having extracted the pups from her body and making sure to kill them right before her eyes. They never missed a beat. The puppies, practically hours away from being birthed, were screaming in a hellish unison as they were simultaneously tortured and mutilated beyond recognition.
Inside her mind Megan was yelling and cheering the machine on with an extreme and vulgar passion , but on the outside, she remained silent as she was consumed by the sensations. Every atrocious visual that passed through her vitreous and into her brain affected and manipulated her arousal, telling the robotic hands what Megan would like to see before she even knew it herself. It nearly brought her to tears. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought that such merciless brutality could be executed so easily and effortlessly.
At the moment that Megan's orgasm came, and the mother dog was being suffocated by the dead carcasses of her children being pushed down her throat, Emiko kindly moved in to reciprocate the favor she'd received. Even then, Megan could not believe that she was actually cumming, from having done nothing but stand perfectly still for the past fifteen minutes. The parts of her anatomy had worked in tandem so efficiently that it was almost like they had been waiting her entire existence to achieve this breakthrough.
Not but a few seconds later, Carmelita shed her “clothing” as well, and the three naked individuals engaged in a heated ménage à trois on the floor. Fucking girls who were underage made the experience extra pleasurable for Carmelita, but not quite to the extent as it was for the other two, who knew that “eternal” would not be long enough to express the gratitude that they each felt for the woman.
Fingers probed, tits were sucked and assholes were licked as the three writhed together. In a free but fleeting moment, Carmelita bent backwards and reached to press a button on the wall. In less than a minute, two female staffers entered and tossed seven cats into the room; each of them completely de-clawed and de-fanged.
“And a tub!” the woman called out, just before the staffers had exited the room completely.
Megan grabbed one of the cats and excitedly bit her teeth hard into its back as Emiko ate her pussy as if her life depended on it. The two teenagers then scissored each other frenziedly. An animal's throat in each of their hands, they choked the life out of the four critters as they brought each other to multiple orgasms. Megan in particular had crushed the feline esophagi so intensely that when she finally loosened her grip, her bloodsoaked fingers had left an imprint on their necks.
Megan then pulled herself backwards on her back so that her mouth met with the moist cunt of the squatting Carmelita while Emiko buried her face and eager mouth between the woman's asscheeks. At that moment, the two staffers returned, carrying a ten gallon tub of water between them. Each horny pervert grabbing one of the three surviving animals, they then thrust them into the water and held them down with both hands. The trio then engaged in a lewd three-way kiss as they felt the struggling kittens drown.
* * *
After more climaxes than any of the three naked females could keep track of, Emiko was bid a fond goodbye. Carmelita, however, had continued to give her special guest a tour of the many other reprehensibly erotic wings of her home, before finally sitting down to have a private meeting with the sixteen year old. Once finished with their conversation, Megan was returned to Veronica's office.
“I'm so happy to see that you accepted, Megan,” Veronica said with an encouraging smile.
“What can I say? I guess I'm the kind of girl who puts her pussy first,” she responded with a shrug of her shoulders.
“Hey, that's my kind of girl who thinks like that,” Veronica said with a wink as she briefly reached to touch the teenager's hand.
She shuffled and lined up some papers that Megan had signed. Not legal papers by any stretch, but it was still nice to have some written commitment on hand. Veronica reached for her stapler, but then quickly stopped herself.
“Woah, I wonder if this thing's working. I'd hate to unsightly damage the paper if it isn't,” the woman said with pretend seriousness.
Veronica reached down to a cage sitting next to her chair that contained a medium-sized senior dog and opened the hatch. She then lined the pusher up to the animal's side and injected two staples into it's side.
*kachink* *kachink*
When the shivering animal quickly moved to protect itself, the undeterred Veronica simply lifted up one of the front legs and administered three more staples to its chest.
“Whew, what a relief!” the woman exclaimed with a naughty grin and then proceeded to staple the forms together. “We've mostly moved everything to digital, but there's just some things about physical copies that I hate to give up!”
“Yeah... Actually, I'm a little worried about your hole-puncher, too,” Megan added, very much game for playing along.
“Oh, you're right! By all means!”
Megan grabbed the shiny object from the desk and knelt down near the cage. She then lifted one of the dog's paws, lined the toes up with the blade, and then squeezed with all of her strength, using both hands. The dog howled and jerked to get its paw free, while Veronica simply looked on with a wide smile. Megan moved from paw to paw, breaking the toes on each foot with the hole puncher.
“Hmm, no holes,” she said to herself. Megan then fed the animal's left ear into the tool and squeezed again.
“Ah, there we go!” she then said with a laugh.
“Excellent, Miss Megan. I should have you come by my office and show me how to use my supplies more often! I can be so clueless about these things,” she said, giving a bounce of her eyebrows.
“Well, don't take this the wrong way, but I kind of hope you stay that way!” Megan returned with a grin.
Veronica arose from her seat and walked directly in front of the sitting girl. She then leaned in, putting both of her hands on the armrests, and said "How does this sound? I'll continue my 'trial and error' methods late at night over webcam and you can give me your pointers... Completely naked, of course, which is how I always do my best thinking."
Megan nearly flooded the office chair upon hearing that. Unable to think of a response she them moved in to kiss the grown woman, deep and passionate.
'Jesus H. FUCK! They're gonna have to drag me back home by my ankles if this keeps up!' she thought.
* * *
“How did it go?” Jenna asked upon Megan's return home.
“Not very good. Turns out that the prick only had three,” Megan replied, showing her sister the trio of puppies that Carmelita had provided her with at the last minute before leaving.
“Shit... Well, hey, three's better than none, right?”
“You know it!” the elder sister said. “Come on, let's take 'em down to the basement!”
“Okay!”
Megan looked at her younger sister's body with a greater focus than usual as the two made their way through the house, and with good reason. If all went as planned, she wouldn't be looking at it the same way again for much longer.
To be continued...
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