Loretta showed Lorraine how to move, and her twin sister caught on fast. They moved around, and Loretta noticed that the tail in her asshole moved as she did, and she realized for the first time how much her ass swung when she walked. She found it even more difficult to see in this position, and her neck hurt when she lifted it to see.

Suddenly she saw her image in a large mirror, and she was startled at the incredible effect of the mask and hooves. She turned to see her profile, and the tail was just as authentic. She had once seen a real live deer at the zoo, and she was a good substitute. In fact she was even better, with her naked female body, with her titties swinging from her chest as she moved.

She was also sure that her vagina was clearly visible beneath the tail from the rear. Her rich deep tan matched the color of a deer's coat, as did her sister's. She realized how carefully the two of them had been selected for this incredible role. What did these people have in mind for them? This was very exciting, and at the same time very frightening.

From outside, she heard the sound of horses walking, and coming to a stop just outside the door. Within a few minutes, she was sure there were more than two dozen of the big animals had moved to right outside the door. Suddenly there was the loud blast of a hunting horn: someone was trumpeting the call for the hunt. "Let them go!" came a booming voice, which Loretta recognized as belonging to Rich. If there were anything left in her gut she would have shit. This was really going to happen!

The two women pulled open a door on the other side of the tack room, and told the bizarrely outfitted naked young girls to run. "It's just a game," the women assured them, "But you've got to do it right, or Rich will be very angry with you, and you know what that can mean." To make their point, the women lashed at the girls' rumps with leather belts, smacking them so that they bolted out wide doorway into the bright sun.

"You've got to stay down on all fours as long as you can," the other added, shouting after them as they ran. "Just remember, it will go bad for you when you stand up."

"Now get going, you've got five minutes before they come after you," said the first, and they both slapped the twin teenagers on their naked ass. Loretta and Lorraine burst out of the door, running on all fours, and headed across the open field to the nearest trees.

Loretta knew she could run faster if she could stand up, but she also remembered the words drilled into her brain just in the last moment, and she couldn't allow it to go bad for herself or for Lorraine. She remembered the fresh grave of the beautiful business woman, and the vivid description of the horrible things they did to her before they killed her, just for fun. These were the people who had done it, and they could just as easily do it to her.

Rich and the others watched the lean figures of the naked young deer girls running on all fours across the field, and were amused at how well they stuck to their instructions. In five minutes they had not yet reached the woods, although they could easily have made it in two minutes had they stood up and run full out like a human.

The woods were less than a quarter of a mile away. The riders were in no hurry. After the girls disappeared from sight, they gave them an extra thirty seconds, then set off after them a relaxed canter. The big purebred horses covered the distance to the edge of the wood quickly, and the dozen riders, wearing the authentic leather costumes of tenth century English archers and all armed with powerful bows and a quiver full of lethal arrows, separated.

They moved in a pre-planned sweeping action, designed to herd their naked human prey toward a clearing to the left and up a gentle slope. Chasing them would be easy because there was no undergrowth in the woods to hide them, and even if they could avoid the clearing, several of the archers were certain to get a clear shot at each of them sooner or later.

There was nowhere for them to hide or escape to, because the manicured forest was surrounded by a tall fence that was capped with barbed wire, and which was also electrified. The only question was when, rather than if they would catch their delightful prey, and which would fall first, Rich's party girl, with the Man's freshly planted seed in her womb, or her innocent twin sister, who had performed for them as and with the hound.

When the deer girls had reached the cover of the forest, they were immediately disappointed that it did not offer the kind of protection they had anticipated. They stood up, and the first thing they tried to do was to remove the uncomfortable tails from their assholes. With the hooves glued onto their hands, they were unable to get the tails out.

Loretta tried to take off her mask, and was surprised to find that it was stuck fast onto her head at several points with something like crazy glue. She almost panicked as she struggled unsuccessfully to remove the mask and the hoof gloves. Lorraine had made the same shocking discovery.

In unison, the girls both screamed at the stark realization that they were not only being exploited as sexual animals, but that these evil people had made permanent changes to them. They had been manipulated into playing the part of obscene animals for this stupid fantasy game. What was frightening for Loretta was the knowledge of the dire consequences if they did not play along with the bizarre sexual game.

"We have to go back and demand they stop making fools of us," she said, and Loretta notice how erotic her sister looked when she was mad, particularly when she was naked and in the strange animal get up.

"It isn't that easy," she explained to her sister. "Last night they killed a woman, just for fun. I was there, and they tortured a couple of others really bad, in a sex show at Rich's house."

"You're crazy. I was there too," said Lorraine, "and nobody
was killed. Rich told me to wait up in his master bedroom and watch TV for a while, because he was having an important business meeting downstairs. Then when he finally came up, we made wonderful love half the night."

"That's not how it was," Loretta said. There was no meeting, but I don't know how you missed the party going on, because people were everywhere."

"There wasn't any party. I was there the whole time. Rich and I went up to the master bedroom, and we had drinks, and then I had a little rest while he had his meeting."

"He drugged your drink, to keep you out of the way."

"That's a lie," Lorraine said, uncertainly. "He even checked on me, and when he was free, it was really late. I’d fallen asleep, but he woke me, and we had a snack and then we made love."

"He makes sure all the girls he uses get a penis into them somehow, but its not usually love making, if you know what I mean."

"What do you mean? He made love to me."

"I bet there was a twist of some kind," Loretta said. Did he leave the lights on?"

"Yes, they were quite bright."

"And you did it on top of the bed, right? Not under the covers?"

"He likes it best in the open, as he put it. What on earth are you getting at?"

Did he just fuck you, or did he make you do other things?" Loretta asked.

"He didn't make me do anything, but he did ask me nicely, so I did some things for him."

"Like what?"

"Well, he didn't want to hurt me by penetrating me, so he asked me to break my own hymen first.

"You had to pop your own cherry! Ha! That must have been a sight!"

"He gave me a special narrow knife to do it with, it was a special knife just for doing that, one he brought back from Cairo, and he told me how to use it."

"Anything else?"

"Yes, even though I bled, he asked me to prove I had popped my cherry by putting a big plastic cock into me. It was huge, and it really hurt, but he told me to take my time, and it wasn't too bad once it was in."

"Did he tell you or did you know that you were performing on television?"

Lorraine's jaw dropped. "What are you saying?! How do you know that?"

"That's why the lights were up. I bet there were a lot of mirrors in the room."

"Even the ceiling. That bastard. I thought he just liked to see himself perform."

"Then he fucked you?" Loretta asked?

"Yes, then he asked me to do some...."

"Look out, they're coming!" Loretta shouted. "Run!" Both girls ran, upright, and on their toes in the strange hoof-shoes. They lifted their heads back to see where the other was going, but they could not see each other as they ran from the thundering sound of galloping horses, and they were quickly separated.

Loretta ran toward what she thought was thicker woods, but as she moved she saw that she was chasing an illusion, with the large trees uniformly spaced. There were no fallen trees to hide behind, and only the occasional bush, which were mostly too small to provide any cover.

When she was getting short of wind, Loretta turned to see where Lorraine was, and was surprised that her twin sister had somehow disappeared. Lorraine had last been on her left, so she guessed she had gone up the slope toward higher ground. She could hear the horses slowing, and when they momentarily stopped, she was sure they had reached the woods.

She stopped and listened carefully, to judge which way the horses were moving. The sound in the woods was misleading, and she had to guess. It sounded like they were moving to the right, so she quickly ran to the left, toward the slope, in the direction she thought Lorraine had gone.

There was excellent footing, which made running in the hoof shoes not too difficult, which was a good thing, because the slope was steeper than she had guessed. Or maybe it was that she was not in shape. She had never been a jock, but physical things usually came easy to her. It was probably just peeking out under the damned mask that made things hard to judge.

She was suddenly startled to see a horseman directly in front of her. She froze. He was facing away from her, and the horse was standing stock-still, watching and listening. The man raised his arms as if in slow motion, and took his bow off his shoulder. Quietly he strung it, stretching the string and arching the bow with his powerful arms.

Then he very carefully drew an arrow out of his quiver. His every move was so smooth that it was like the breeze blew him. The man was one with nature. She saw the vicious steel tip of the arrow, and her heart stopped. It was big, and it had three jagged, saw tooth edges. They were going to shoot her and her sister with these savage weapons!

The bowman seated the arrow against his fist which gripped the bow, notched the feathered end onto the string, and steadily pulled it back, taking aim. Loretta noticed how smooth each action was, flowing evenly into the next, and for a moment thought what a beautiful act it was.

The bow moved slightly to the right, as if following its target, and her eyes followed he bowman's aim. With a shock, she spotted her naked and bizarrely costumed while basically nude sister climbing up the gentle slope, oblivious of the danger ahead of her. Loretta was unable to breathe.

This was so exciting that she wanted to scream, now that she was going to see her sister getting her own back in spades. Part of her wanted to shout out a warning, but the many abuses she had endured on her twin sister's account, and the certain knowledge that any sound she made would bring an arrow rushing toward her silenced her. In her excitement she lost control of her bladder, and she urinated onto the grass.

The man patiently tracked his naked prey with the arrow as she moved toward him. When he was ready, he let out a soft whistle. Lorraine lifted her head in curiosity, and suddenly she saw the man on the horse. He had deliberately baited her, wanting her to look. It took the startled girl a second to notice the drawn bow, and then it was too late.

The arrow flew cleanly toward her with a soft whistling sound, and caught her shoulder, just below the collar bone. With an audible 'thunk', it drove through her, and as she was spun by the force of the hit, Loretta was startled to see that the missile had driven right through her, with the head sticking out above her shoulder blade. Her gasp was covered by Lorraine's horrified scream.

Loretta moved behind a large tree as she saw a second bowman at ninety degrees to the other. His horse was also standing still, and he had probably been there all along. His bow was also drawn, and as Lorraine scrambled on all fours, her back was to him, and his swift arrow found her right buttock.

The slender shaft was suddenly nearly one third buried in the firm but tender meat of her rump. Lorraine was permitted to get up, and Loretta was startled to see that her arrow-pierced sister was able to run, and she did. The men sat calmly, watching her go. She had a noticeable limp, but was still able to move quickly, running up on her toes in the tiny bizarre cloven shoes.

Loretta heard a soft whistle behind her, and she spun around to see six riders sitting behind her. One of them was Rich, and two of them were beautiful women. She realized that if the horses walked instead of ran, the grass and soft soil would dampen their hoof beats, and that was how they had managed to sneak up on her without her hearing them.

Terror turned to horror as one of the men loosed an arrow at her. She lost sight of it, but felt it hit her side, just below the rib cage as she tried to twist away, and she felt the burning pain where the head cut its way out through her back. She thought she was gong to vomit, but resisted the impulse. This was for real, and these people were playing for keeps. They were going to kill her and her sister, just for the fun of it.

With these hoof gloves glued onto her hands, she was unable to pull out the arrow, and with it sticking right through her, she knew it would be impossibly painful to do anyway. It was really incredible, stuck through with an arrow, and being bare naked in this crazy costume.

It was hard to believe she was just Loretta, who worked at the drive through window at Wendy's. The remarkable deer girl turned tail, and ran directly away from them, up the gentle slope in the direction Lorraine had gone. The stiff arrow stuck through her side was painful as she moved, particularly when she accidentally hit it with her arm.

She was surprised to hear herself sobbing hysterically as she ran through the woods, and she looked back frantically to see if the people on the horses were following her. They were. Loretta ran faster, gasping desperately with the exertion and pain from the arrow in her side.

Suddenly she cried out as an arrow drove through her calf. She fell, skidding on her round titties on the grass, but she struggled to her feet, and found she could still run, although more painfully now. Ahead she saw a clearing, and on its far side, coming from the woods, were a another group of riders, several of them armed with the big bows and those barbaric arrows. In the middle of the clearing stood the erotic nude form of Loretta, with the two arrows piercing her.

At that point, as she looked at the standing figure of her twin sister in the highly sexually stimulating deer costume, Loretta the deer remembered the words of the women in the tack room. "It will go bad for you when you stand up." They were both standing up, and it was indeed going very badly for them.

Loretta quickly got down again on all fours. If this worked, it would be because her stupid sister was still standing up, and would take all of their attention. She could call out; she was close enough that Lorraine would hear her, but she didn't owe her dumb sister anything.

Let that stupid bitch take all the arrows, she thought. She had taken so much abuse for her sister all her life that now the mean bully could take the heat for a change. Loraine deserved whatever she got. Loretta ran on all fours into the clearing, with the riders coming up behind her.

More of the adult riders now converged from all around the clearing. The deer girls were trapped. Loretta watched the skill of the merciless archers with a rising sense of terror. She saw Lorraine take an arrow in her belly, and another from the side that pierced through both of her titties. That was an excellent shot. These guys knew what they were doing.

The arrowhead stood out one side, with the feathered end sticking out the other. These guys were really good! Lorraine was pissing herself, and as she turned, desperately looking for a retreat, she took an arrow into her buttock and another into her thigh. She looked like a porcupine with all those quills piercing her. She fell forward, and several of the riders were quickly over her.

A rope was looped around one of Loraine’s kicking ankles, and she was lifted, upside down, to the rump of a large horse. The rope was tied to a ring on the saddle, and she dangled, pierced with carefully placed and intentionally non-fatal arrows. These riders were real marksmen, and knew how to nail a girl without killing her.

Loretta screamed and twisted, thrashing her arms and kicking with her free leg, which did no harm, but beautifully displayed her pretty pink cunt. The hunt was going exactly as they wished today, thanks to the skill and steady nerves of the hired archers. They wouldn’t let compassion interfere with a creative kill. One deer girl was now fully under control, and the second was waiting and watching near the trees, within easy reach of the fearless hunters.

Now the riders' attention turned to Loretta. They circled the crouching naked deer girl, and she found herself trapped. She walked in a circle, down on all fours, unable to stay still with the pain of the arrows sticking through her flesh. Her plug-anchored tail stood up between her round slender buttocks, and it wagged impudently behind her tight round buttocks as she moved.

One of the women in the group of riders giggled mischievously. "Lets shoot her up her ass," she said. "Pull out that rectum plug and shoot arrows up her pretty little asshole! That will make the pretty young bitch dance!"

Rich pulled his horse beside her, and bending down, grasped her tail near the thick plug and gave it a jerk. It pulled free with a suctioning sound that ended in a loud 'pop'. Her rectum was slow to close after gripping the stout plug for so long, and drew admiring comments from the riders

Within a minute her resilient sphincter had closed to its normal tight roll. In her position her buttocks were sufficiently spread to reveal the teenage nude's puckered rectum. Rich brought his riding crop down across her ass. "Run, deer!" he commanded her, and she quickly complied.

On the fly, three skilled marksmen hit the tiny bull's-eye of her anus, and nine others came within inches, filling the hollow between her buttocks with feathered shafts. She now had a new feathered tail, made of the rear two-thirds of a tightly placed cluster of a dozen long arrows.

Those arrows that struck her rectum directly actually sunk in more than half their length, with their vicious heads buried deep in her internal tangle of guts. Her anus had been ripped by the sharp arrowheads entering her fundament, and it would never again close as it was designed to do.

One of the women watching squealed in orgasmic pleasure at the sight. "Now do her virgin cunt!" she said. “Those lovely steel arrowheads will effectively spay the little bitch by ripping into her fucking uterus! Oh God, I’m cuming, I’m fucking cuming just from watching! This is so exciting!”

Loretta had rolled onto her side, and was twisting her torso and writhing in agony. "On your back, bitch!" Rich commanded, and slashed his riding crop violently across her naked breasts to make his point. He did. Without hesitation, she rolled onto her back, her shapely legs wide spread, presenting her open cunt to the fearsome riders.

"Now lift your hips high and show me what your father never got to open!" The frightened and injured deer girl did as she was commanded, the bundle of arrows in her ass grinding together as she lifted her hips. Inside her, the saw-ridged arrowheads were also grinding together and doing severe damage. She screamed at the incredible pain, and her sister, dangling by one leg over the rump of a horse, echoed her wail.

Her beautifully formed cunt grinned at the riders, and Rich took a special huge bow from one of the archers. From his saddle, he produced a special long thick arrow, a perfect match for the monster-sized bow. This arrow was much thicker and longer than the others.

It looked more like a small spear with feathers on the tail end, and it had a monstrous head with horned spurs on it. He moved his horse back ten yards from her, while a pair of archers stationed themselves on either side of her. The three men drew their bows together, taking careful aim at the naked sex organs of their cooperative young human target.

The marvelous young deer-girl was sobbing uncontrollably, but kept her hips raised as Rich had commanded, her feet extremely arched in the little clove-hoofed shoes, and her knees well-parted, fully exposing the tender spread inner lips and pink vestibule of her beautiful virgin cunt. This was a flower about to be violently picked by her tormentors,

"God, she's a sexy little wench," one of the women said. "I can't wait for her to absorb some of those aggressive arrows into that delightfully sexy 15-year-old cunt!"

"Higher!" Rich shouted. Loretta strained her leg muscles, and the prone teenage nude obediently raised her slender hips another three inches, rotating her pelvis to the limit, fully displaying the delightfully open target of her sex he had chosen. In unison, the three arrows flew.

The two standard arrows with their triple blade tips ran between her spread thighs, skimmed across her hip bones, crossed her tummy, flying parallel to her torso, delicately grazed her ribs, and then each found its target, driving up through the vertical base of her firm round breasts.

The young but full mammaries distorted as they were hit, the arrowheads heads burst out through the tops of her ravaged tits, and came to a stop above her shoulders, dripping her blood from their stained tips. They looked outstanding. The huge arrow from Rich's bow made a perfect hit, and the savage barbed steel head monstrously violated her virginity.

The heinous crown of the over-size weapon parted her sex lips, instantly ripped through her tight maidenhood, drove up through the grasping muscle of her young vagina, and tore right through her cervix and ripped the back of her uterus, to settle in the tight tangle of her intestines, effectively impaling the beautiful teen with its stout shaft. Loretta was now effectively spayed.

She heaved, bucking her fevered hips as if she were engaged in a monstrous fuck with the invading weapon. The riders backed their mounts to give her room, and watched in fascination as she writhed and thrust her pelvis in her fantastic and highly erotic dance of agony.

Finally one of the horsemen got a rope around her ankle, and raised her off the ground, to dangle over the horse's hip, across from her twin sister. Both of the teenage girls were alive, now as severely wounded deer, and both were moaning and squirming as they bounced along, dangling by just one ankle, slung over either hip of the big horse.

The captured deer girls were taken to a smaller clearing which was further up the slope and then down into a small ravine. A fire had been prepared in an open shallow pit, and now it presented a broad bed of glowing coals. The twin deer girls were both alive and kicking, and were more than concerned at what they saw. This was turning out to be even more bizarre than either of them could have imagined possible.

"Now that we've captured our game, its time to clean them," Rich announced to the riders. There was a lean-to framework made of logs, supporting a horizontal log beam, which was ten feet off the ground. The men strung the girls up by their ankles from this beam, so that they hung upside-down, their hoofed hands dangling inches above the grass. Then everyone tethered their horses, as if they planned to be there for some time.

"Are you okay?" Loretta asked Lorraine.

"No I'm fucking not!" her sister shouted at her, and the situation was so out of control that Loretta laughed at her. She laughed hysterically, and couldn't stop, and her laughter quickly reverted to sobbing again.

"These pretty young deer girls are real gems, Rich," one of the woman said, "Where in the world did you find such a pair of lovely creatures? They make perfect hunting deer, among the best you’ve ever brought to our amazing cunt hunts."

"Their doctor referred them to me," he said. "She owed me a favor. I told her I was looking for a couple of attractive girls their age who were endowed with perfect cunts."

"She obviously has excellent taste in cunts," the woman said, "These little twats are incredible."

"They're working out rather well, aren't they? Of course, because we need white girls with a deep tan, to look properly look the part, it narrows the field," Rich said.

"How did you get hold of them?" the woman asked.

"One of my staff brought the one at this end to my home, where I seduced her. She actually came up here willingly. Then he went and picked up the other and brought her to my home to the party last night, and abandoned her there. I ‘rescued’ her, and took her down to witness the show. It proved to be a worthwhile risk, and set her up for this role.”

“My God,” chimed in another woman, “these girls have marvelous cunts! I've never seen female organs that look so succulent and beautiful."

"Now that they're both strung up, let's get on with it," the woman said excitedly. Everyone gathered around the large game cleaning frame, ready for the natural conclusion to the erotic deer hunt: the cleaning of the two living human deer carcasses. One of the men produced a large hunting knife with a ten-inch blade from his belt, and a fine grain whet stone from his pocket.

He moved in front of the two dangling deer girls and began to sharpen the large steel blade. As he worked, four others began tugging on the arrows, ripping them out of the tender flesh of the naked dangling girls. Because of the size and design of the vicious arrowheads, the men pulling the arrow out were doing real damage to the girls as they jerked on the stout shafts, just as intended.

The arrow that had gone through both of Lorraine's firm round breasts ripped the fatty tit meat as it was pulled backwards through them, as it was designed to do, leaving a gaping hole through the teenager's fat mammaries. The two arrows that had been shot up through Loretta's lovely breasts also tore holes as they were jerked out of her, and she produced horrific piercing screams as the arrowheads dragged out red chunks of he fresh tit meat. The group of arrows pulled out of Loretta's anus actually pulled out a long loop of her gut through her punctured asshole.

Only the large spear-sized arrow impaling Loretta's lovely vagina was left in place. When all of the other arrows had been salvaged from the bleeding flesh of the girls, the man with the hunting knife pocketed the stone, and he placed the blade against the delicate lips of Lorraine's vagina, which Rich had initiated the night before.

He pressed the tip of the blade against the small opening of the delicate female sex organ, and then gently thrust it into her beautiful vagina a couple of inches. The lovely little cuntlet, which had housed a real man's penis for the first time last night when Rich had fucked her, reluctantly accepted the sharp steel blade into its luscious tender folds. She gripped the blade with her little sex organ to keep it from dropping by its own weight further into her.

When the blade was inserted deeply enough that the grip of the girl's tight twat supported the weight of the large knife, the man let go of the handle, opened his fly, and pulled his large erect penis out of his pants. Lorraine's screaming mouth was at the right level, without ceremony he thrust his big prick into her face and rammed it deep down her throat.

Lorraine gagged, giving him the kind of squeezing sensation in his thick organ he was looking for, as his balls rested on the nose of the deer mask. Pressing his hips forward to keep his big cock firmly engaged in her throat, he pulled the steel blade out of her cunt, then thrust it into her belly at the base of her rib cage.

The insertion of the knife into her body caused the girl's tight throat to constrict on his cock. As he worked the blade in the tensed muscle, her throat pulsed, providing a milking sensation on his rigid organ. Her beautiful unfurled cunt was directly below him, and he watched with fascination the lovely sex organ gasping like the mouth of a carp out of water as he sawed upward through her tight belly.

He grasped the handle of the sharp knife with both hands, and pulled it upward toward her navel, ripping open her beautiful abdomen. The half inch thick wall of muscle opened, revealing the tight package of her pink and white guts inside. He continued the slicing action upward until he had cut right up into the curls on
her pubic mound. He reached orgasm as the skilful belly ripping was completed.

He pulled his spurting penis out of her throat and the blade out of her belly at the same time, and stood back to allow nature to run its course. The sliced flesh of the naked teenage deer-girl's belly slowly parted, spreading under the load to reveal her pack of internal viscera. The heaving huddle held at first, then slowly the moist snake of gut slid outward and down, dangling past her mask to loop into a tangled pile on the ground.

Loretta watched in horror as her sister's guts and internal organs were pulled free and cut out. Then she watched in horrified fascination as the pointed tip of a long steel shaft was placed against the eviscerated deer-girl's anus, and was forcefully thrust down into her hanging torso.

They were impaling her! They were going to roast her naked body on a spit over that fire pit! The girl was still alive and squirming under the terminal abuse she was receiving, but when the shaft moved up into her chest area, it pierced her heart, mercifully killing her. Finally the end of the shaft emerged with a spurt of blood through her gaping mouth, and now fully impaled, she was ready for roasting.

Loretta watched the horrendous action, quivering in fear as the men loosened the ropes around Lorraine's ankles and brought her twin sister down. The impaled deer girl's ankles and wrists were wrapped with a stiff wire and were bound to the long impaling shaft, a big plastic bag full of sausage dressing was dumped into her abdomen before her belly was sewn closed, and then she was laid in place to roast on the spit. Lorraine covered only half the large bed of coals, and there were a second set of posts waiting for Loretta's spit. Now it was Loretta's turn.

Another man opened his pants and produced his throbbing penis He throat fucked Loretta as two others grabbed the end of the large arrow protruding from her cunt, and struggling with it, dislodged the spear-sized projectile. As they dragged it out of her, the heinous head did what it was designed to do. It pulled her beautiful vagina inside out, and then pulled out with it a loop of her intestines.

The men pulled the teenager's tangle of pink guts out of her through her inverted cunt until they had completely disemboweled her. When she was properly eviscerated, she was startled that she was still alive, and she watched them bring the impaling shaft to her damaged and distended crotch.

Because her anus was torn apart from all of the arrows that had been shot into her and then ripped out of her, the shaft was set into her inverted vagina, to deflower her in her last seconds of life. The excited men and women were quietly masturbating themselves as they watched the obscene proceedings.

The shaft was thrust steadily into the beautiful teenager's womb, smoothly sliding into and filling her virgin hole, and then ripping into her uterus. In moments the long shaft had moved through her belly and her chest, drove through her throat and emerged through her gaping mouth. No one noticed or cared when the lovely teenager expired.

The ropes that hung her by her ankles were loosened, she was brought down, and now her belly was sliced open. She was filled with a bread and brandy sage dressing, sewn shut and lifted onto the spit, to roast beside her sister. The women took turns turning the twin spits, and soon the delicious smell of human venison roasting filled the air. This second human deer hunt had been much more successful with the beautiful teenagers than was the disastrous hunt staged with the two younger girls.

The guests had delighted in these two teens as they had given up their lives in the exciting chase, capture and cleaning. Their beautiful naked carcasses being impaled and roasted was an event to remember, and the aroma of freshly roasting deer girls was one that got their appetites up. They were ready for a feast of fresh killed and tender bitch meat.

Over a delicious meal of only the most succulent parts of their captured and roasted human game, the adventurers planned their next exotic event. It would, they all agreed, be necessary to have many more participants if they were going to use a gaggle of eight to ten year old girls, as they planned.

It would have to be a competition with lethal implications, they decided, as hunting that many would prove to be too complex. They spent the rest of the day planning for their next delightful exciting sexual blood sport event to be held at this secluded private estate.

They decided to select and procure half a dozen small girls from as many small village grade schools. They agreed on an age range of nine to ten year olds. They would turn the lovely little kiddies into pheasants, with their nakedness decorated with beautiful feathers, and appropriate head-pieces.

The German company that had made these marvelous deer masks, used by Lorraine and Loretta, would be engaged to create suitable pheasant headpieces for the children, and would be told the devices were for a children's pageant. That would be true, but not the entire truth.

Even the Germans might be concerned to know how the masks they made were to be used. Rich suggested he would release a pack of wild boar after them. That would get their attention, and create a suitably violent end for the naked little twats. They helped themselves to more of the succulent deer meat, and congratulated themselves for the heinous nature of their next outrageous project.


THE DELICIOUS END OF THE
TWO DEAR DEER-GIRLS