“Obtaining international females of any race has never been a problem for us. Chinese little girls are available for the cost of transportation, since there is such an incredible surplus of young girls, due to the law restricting Chinese couples to one child per family, and girls are considered of much less value than boys.

When a woman comes to term and delivers a second child, it must be done surreptitiously, and we have taken control of an agency that secretly helps them dispose of the surplus new little family members. To cover the costs, we have the woman or girl give birth on a small stage in front of a small select paying audience. Looking to the future, we have quietly set up facilities resembling rudimentary orphanages, and permit single mothers to keep their illicit offspring if they will work as wet nurses and otherwise work as staff in these secret facilities, which we have established throughout China.

Of course we easily convert these select young women into full-time breeding stock, regularly impregnating them to keep their breasts coming fresh. With hormone treatments we have reduced the gestation period to just over seven months, while the teenage ladies produce full size infants in that period. Within three weeks we have them pregnant again, and the hormones we give them also produce more than 97% female offspring.

The aggressive hormone treatments we give the children have the little girls producing breasts when they enter puberty as young as eight. We use the breeding program to produce interesting hybrids by mounting imported studs of another race on our human b rood-mares. The program is working well, and we now have an impressive inventory of available young people for use in our casinos wherever their use is not a threat to the organization, which now comprises nearly half the globe.

“A breeder will produce a fresh baby every eight months, or three every two years. This is very hard on their young bodies, so a breeder is only useful to us for four or five years. When it is time to retire her, these breeders become fighting stock, usually in special “last cunt standing” gang fights in special fight pits.

These group or mob fights are very popular in the backwoods cities of China. The ladies enter the fight pit stripped naked, their bodies shaved clean, with their hair held up in a tight bun on top of their heads so that the audience can appreciate all wounds, no matter where they occur. All of these pretty young chink ladies, most of them still in their teens, are armed with the same traditional weapon, which is a five inch wooden handle with a short blade protruding from each end. They grasp one of these in each hand, so they go into the pit armed only with offensive, not defensive weapons.

“There is complete anarchy in the pit, and these desperate chink women, wound up to a fever pitch with hysterical screaming matches before the fight, become so aggressively violent that the first kills usually occur early in an event. As the pile of slashed bodies builds, so does the level of desperate fighting.

They mercilessly slash each other on the breasts, face, back, belly, buttocks, arms and legs so severely that before long they are all covered in blood, both their own and some sprayed on them from severe wounds of others. It’s all quite exciting, and the screaming audience usually drowns out the screams of the participants.

“Because it is a last cunt standing fight, only one woman survives, and her surprise reward is to sit on top of the heap of female carcasses and disembowel herself. The Chinese love to watch self-evisceration as much as their Japanese neighbors.

These local fights don’t raise big money, but are economic in a country where there is virtually no value to a life. Nothing is wasted. The carcasses are boiled to remove the flesh for fertilizer, and the bones are then ground and added as filler in concrete. The Chinese know that everything is useful.”

*

“For the fight in the pit aboard our private Miami fight ship the two teenage girls had their arms bound together back to back, so they could not see each other. An airplane engine complete with propeller was placed on a stand in the large ring, and once the engine was started the object of the competition was to push the opponent into the rapidly spinning blade, without getting into it yourself."

"That's really devious!" Hallie said. "I love it!"

"Needless to say, the gorgeous little blonde won. I didn't see it, but heard the other girl's blood and brains were splattered all over the stands and the ceiling. The two teens were well matched. They fought hard. It took more than 15 minutes to reach the ultimate conclusion, and the audience was thrilled with the outcome. More than three million were wagered on that event, and most of the money was placed on the loser, so the Casino did extremely well. The big ring has no Plexiglas protection for the audience, and I understand more than 50 expensive gowns and tuxedos were destroyed by the widely distributed gore in that event. Nobody complained. I understand most of those affected kept their costumes, and many had them framed without being cleaned.

"I don't know any details of how her fights went in the Orient, but our beautiful blonde heroine completed her career with us at a new casino in Hawaii, or rather through the casino. Of course a kill there would not normally be tolerated, but as you know, at the secret private parties anything and everything goes. She was invited to swim in a large pool at a private estate, with only the owner and half a dozen guests present, as well as two service girls we provided. One of those present was his wife, and another his young mistress. They had been told to watch out because there might be a terrible accident, but no one other than the host had any idea what to expect. There were two of his close friends and their girlfriends, and our small but efficient service staff. My associate I assigned to that project gave me a full debriefing of the event.

“The nude blonde had been prepared ever since her second fight to be a true show girl, with her pubic mound enlarged to optimize its appearance in the ring, her full clit hood expanded and thrusting out, and her vagina lips somewhat distended, to make everything not only visible but to give the impression she was sexually aroused. In addition she had undergone in the past three weeks a special injection therapy to her chest that amazingly grew her an impressive set of natural looking over-sized breasts with elongated nipples the size of my little finger.

She wore only a pair of perfectly fitting spike-heeled shoes, which clacked as she strode assertively on the marble deck beside the pool, and she was immediately the center of attention. All of the guests were nude on the deck beside the large swimming pool on his estate, enjoying large glasses of sangria and the men the sexual attention of young women we had provided to service their erections in their well-educated mouths.

“Now the host's wife, mistress and the two young female guests of his friends knew the owner of the large villa had kinky tastes, and that the accident they had been warned might happen would probably harm this sexy blonde subject, but they had no idea what was coming. There were three video cameramen stationed strategically, as well as a pair of female still photographers who had been hired to document any accident that took place. We had provided them, because of the discretion we guaranteed.

“After moving among the guests displaying herself with provocative spreading of her open vagina and posturing in obscene poses for their enjoyment, the gorgeous blonde subject, who's life the host had bought for eight thousand dollars, stepped out of her shoes and dove into the pool and swam around waiting for an opponent to appear. While she waited she swam on her back and displayed her genitals and large perky breasts in the manner we had trained her to do to the appreciative observers. As she postured she did not see an underwater gate open at the far end of the pool, nor did she see three large barracuda swim into the pool. I heard from my associate that the beautiful young woman put up a remarkable fight, but it was no contest against the carnivorous fish in their own element.

“The audience was shocked, and watched silently as the three lethal fish, one at a time, struck the thrashing nude. They ripped pieces out of her limbs and sides, and then opened her tummy. The gorgeous blonde nude was dead meat long before she actually died. The pool was soon pink with her blood, and then strewn with her viscera as the three deadly fish pulled the beautiful bitch apart, feasting on her most succulent parts.

"This was show business at its best. The men were all openly masturbating, and the women vomiting. Only the host’s pretty young mistress seemed to be getting into the horror she was witnessing at close hand. 'You like that, cunt?' the host asked, and she smiled and nodded. She had traveled with him on business trips and he had taken her with him to several of our casinos. The young mistress toot ‘cunt’, the only name he called her, to be a compliment, like a term of endearment, since there was little other choice. She had learned to enjoy the violence to women she so regularly witnessed, as long as she was just a spectator. That changed in an instant.

Without hesitation he pushed her into the pool. With the sharp splash of her entry and her shocked scream the three barracuda turned their attention to her, and within seconds the first one hit her, ripping most of one of her large breasts free in its jaws. Another struck her buttocks as she flailed helplessly, screaming for help. She was near the side of the pool, and the host took a pistol from a basket on a poolside table and put a bullet into her thigh. The third barracuda hit her back, ripping out a substantial chunk of muscle. The host put a second bullet into her groin beside her vulva. He was not attempting to kill her; the vicious fish with their sharp teeth and powerful jaws would take care of that.

“All of the women screamed, and as another barracuda grabbed her hip in its jaws and ripped out enough to reveal her internal pack of guts, they all vomited again in unison. The wife of one of the guests was the next nude woman pushed into the pool of carnage, and her husband took his turn shooting her in non-lethal places as the big fish ripped open her meat, and then the other guest's wife was added to the bloody soup, and he also took turns putting bullets into her meat while the fish were charged with the more deadly work.

“At last the host's wife was added to the pool of horror, and in less that twenty minutes the water was stained crimson with so many quarts of spilled blood, and the surface was floating with the nude ripped female bodies and yards of entrails involuntarily contributed by the four dead woman and the beautiful young blonde girl."

"That would have been so cool to see!" Hallie said, clearly aroused by the description of carnage.

*

"Some of those Arab women are spectacular,” one of them said. “We won't see any of them here to entertain, not with an Arab Sheik as our host. D-Ring has a ton of them, but they know where and where not to use them, particularly for these private snuff shows with an Arab client. God, I'd love to see one of those gorgeous young olive-skinned Arab cunts being done. As well as being bloody gorgeous, they are also really arrogant. For a nickel I'd help do it if I could have my dick down her throat while I did it!"

"Funny you should mention. I was in one of the D-Ring casinos during a swing through the Far East, I think it was in Singapore; I'd stopped at 3 or 4 of their casinos on that trip. Things are a bit looser in that region, and in the D-Ring's casinos in South East Asia, none of the fights is over until there has been a kill. If the winner refuses to off her opponent, a big sumo wrestler puts them both on the mat, sits on them squeezing the shit out of them, literally, and then the announcer steps in and puts a bullet through both of their heads.

Asians really go for heartless terminal violence. When they say all the way they mean all the way! They have no use for any cunt who refuses to play hard and dirty. Anyway, after watching some chinks and niggers and Italians doing each other in, the feature fight was between a couple of gorgeous young Arab chicks just like you describe. They couldn't have been more than 15 years old, either of them. Maybe younger. Hell, with these dark Indians maturing early, even with those tits and figures they could have been 12 or 13. They both had slender hips, as the very young ones do. There's no lower age limit for this terminal stuff in most of the Far East.

“Both nudes were incredibly beautiful. One of them was definitely Type B, laid back and cunning with a look in her eye that convinced me to bet on her to win. "I've seen my share of fights like the one these two had, but none nearly as good. It went on for nearly an hour. The shorter of the two cunts, the one I had backed, had her hair up, held with a clasp, and during most of the fight she took a lot of abuse. When she got desperate and thought she was going to be defeated, she pulled the clasp off to use as a weapon.

It was incredible. She got her improvised weapon up into her opponent's cunt, ripped the gorgeous bitch right up to the sternum, then gutted the screaming beauty alive. Guts, organs, everything. She pulled everything she could out of the bitch, totally eviscerating her. She must have really hated that bitch for some reason. These D-Ring people really know how to make the cunts get it on with each other. I had twenty grand on her, and most of the betting had gone the other way, so I won big time."

"That's incredible! Have you heard what they have teed up for tonight?"

"No, but I hear they have a special birthing competition between a trio of pregnant ladies who are ready to drop their sprogs, set up for sometime this week, I just don't know which night. I've never seen pregnant cunts compete, but it sounds interesting. D-Ring has a casino that uses only pregnant cunts in their competitions. They call the operation ‘Nine Months Inducements’ or something like that. I’ve got to get there to see what its all about. They have an English woman, a Kiwi and a Canadian here, I heard. They all look American to me. I can't tell any of them apart, unless you get them to talk. In these shows they usually just scream, and that's a universal language! I also heard our host plans to show the film he made last year of his prize stallion . . . "

"Arabian, right?"

"You got it. Anyway, he has this great film of his favorite stallion fucking a big beautiful Swedish woman to death at his estate in Germany."

"Damn, I'm looking forward to that one. The beast must have crushed her to death, or else ripped her"

"Not at all. Her cunt was big enough to take the stallion's thickness, but its length into a human womb, I don't think so.

The vagina on any woman will stretch, because that's what it's designed to do, like childbirth really extends it, but the cunt on even the biggest woman is not long enough to take the extra length a horse has if it drives right into her. Her uterus is in the way. This animal’s dong was more than 3 inches thick and 22 inches long!

The bench that this big bitch lay on for the mounting of her was specially designed with both the stallion and the woman's dimensions carefully measured to ensure she would not be crushed. Crushing them first really ruins a bestial show-fuck for me, ‘cause I’m not into the necro thing, and crushing usually kills the cunt right away. I saw the video a couple of months ago when I visited Saudi Arabia, and the Sheik had me over. He was really proud of it, and gave me a private screening.

“Once the horse's shaft was into the big Swedish cunt, it just kept on thrusting deeper and deeper into the screaming bitch, and her uterus was not capable of sustaining the hammering it took. It's a delightful piece of work. The stallion's cock rammed right through the uterus and on up into her guts. The gorgeous lady's abdominal cavity was filled with horse cum. The huge cock probably reached right up to her heart.

One camera was trained on a close-up of her face the whole time, and for most of the film they inserted a box on the upper right of the screen so you can see how she reacts to insertion and each brutal internal thrust. Her eyes were bulging most of the time, and when her cervix split her screams were reduced to tight high squeals. It was really a spectacular bitch kill. I'm looking forward to seeing it played again. The Sheik's production staff makes great snuff films!"

"And they say the Arabs don't understand culture!" They laughed again. These men were racist, and Hallie understood that and ultra-conservative views came with wealth.

"I've seen some great snuff films, but this is my first time here and I've never been to a D-Ring casino, never seen a live fight to the death. Bit of an oxymoron, eh? Is that what the Sheik has planned for tonight?" one of the men asked.

"That's why he brought in D-Ring," his friend explained, "because they're the best at the female sports where ring kills are the objective. They have a huge stable of incredible cunts, and they put them through their paces with a series of fights until they show the killer instinct, which they develop in them, even in timid little sweeties, swear to God. I’ll bet this pretty little dog fucker here will be in the ring somewhere before long!

"No shit!" the other exclaimed. “In Bangkok I’ve seen the Muay Thai fights. They have the legal ones, which you can see on YouTube, where the referee interferes as much as in boxing, and the real ones, private affairs where the referee is absent. To be fair the bouts are usually a gross mismatch, ensuring not only which will lose but that she will be very badly beaten before she passes out, and that she will definitely be killed by her opponent. I can’t believe women beat on an opponent they’ve never met after they pass out. Would you believe I saw a woman kick her downed and unconscious rival so hard and long that the woman’s big bare breasts were split open? It was obscene beyond belief.”

"I believe it. They can get females to hate each other with such passion that killing is their focus, and the crowds get to watch.

And I swear the bitches love it, like they're in orgasm the whole fight. They get them wound up, of course, but I understand they also boost their libido with drugs that have them in ecstasy when they get slashed, no shit! When a woman is allowed to fight with a weapon, you know and they know that not only will the opponent be killed - it could be either one - but that the winner is unlikely to survive the bout as well, and they’re so pumped they still get it on. It's amazing what inconceivable violence they can get a bitch to do and enjoy!"

"That's incredible. What you’re telling me is that these death-fights sometimes have two losers!"

"Apparently only about one in 20 of the winners survives the extreme violence when they are armed with some of the vicious weapons. I’m just guessing at the numbers, but the weapons they use are incredible, and the design of the fight situation itself dictates that often both bitches will be very badly hurt before the match is over, and if one of them is somehow still on her feet at the end but carrying severe wounds, they usually put her away right in the ring with a bullet through the head, in her cunt or with the gun jammed up her ass. I love to see them buck when a bullet slams into the head. It makes a great ending to a horrific fight. If you’re going to spill a lot of blood anyway, why stop when just one of the cunts is tits up?"

Hallie thought she was going to vomit, but had the restraint to contain the feeling until it passed. Her head was light with the shock of what she had just heard. These incredibly wealthy gamblers had no regard for the women who entertained them.

They were as bad as the fucking Arabs! All they wanted was to see the women really badly hurt by each other and then killed. In every other regard, she and others in her position meant nothing to them. They were just meat, primed for the killing!

"The best dispatch with a gun I witnessed was when the winner was kneeling over the gutted loser, on her hands and knees. The dispatcher had a big 45. He thrust the barrel up the ass of the winner, and fired what had to be a dum dum into her, because her belly and sides swelled as if she were momentarily pregnant, and it totally demolished, probably pureed her insides. It was bloodless but spectacular!"

"I'd prefer the gun in her mouth, blowing off the back of her head. I’ve seen some pretty spectacular pictures. Somehow the face gets to register shock at the instant of the kill. I don’t understand ladies’ reflexes, but there's nothing so beautifully final as a brutal brain splatter!"