Chapter 10: Tara Crane

"Welcome back to Perry Singer. Today, we are asking the question, are porn stars just paid whores on television or do they really love their fans? So far in our show, we've seen both sides of the stories. Some prefer to get paid to enjoy their fans while others are willing to give it their all if simply asked."

He smiled to the blood-streaked audience. The smell of sex was heavy in the air as was blood, death, and cum. "When asked that question, they have given it their all but we have one more guest left for today. How about we give a big hand for the woman who started it all, Tara Crane!"

The audience surged to their feet as Tara came out from the opposite side of the stage. Her naked breasts shone with a light sheen of oil. Her body moved in all the perfect ways as she strode around the stage on a pair of red fuck-me pumps. She wore nothing else and wasn't shy about giving everyone a display of her bare pussy, lovely ass, and magnificent breast.

Being the last segment on the show, Perry was willing to give a little more time for the introduction. As his gesture, she headed down the short steps of the stage and into the audience.

Hands reached out for her, grabbing her breasts and sliding up between her legs. Her delighted moans filled the air as she was fingered and touched. A pair of hand-held cameras followed as they took in the literal porn scene that took almost twenty minutes to get across one end of the audience to the other. It would be cut, of course, but Perry was sure almost every single person got a chance to shove something into Tara's ass and pussy.

When she returned to the stage, he held out his arm and she came to give him a tight hug. The oil they used to make her body shimmer would ruin his suit but he enjoyed the press of a hot woman against his body and the way she cupped his growing hardness with one hand while kissing him.

"So, Tara, what did you think of the show so far?"

"It was fantastic. I got to see... and touch so many fans!" She smiled and squeezed his balls. "Seeing the rest of the ladies demonstrating their love for the audience has really inspired me and I can't wait to see how you want to finish with me."

"You know we're going to kill you, right?"

There was a hush over the audience.

"Is it going to hurt?"

He looked at her for a moment. "Yes, probably more than anything else in your life."

You could hear a pin drop in the audience. It was one thing to pretend that the cruel actions were a side effect of putting on a show, but to hear it said blatantly on the air had an impact Perry couldn't imagine.

Tara smiled. "Good. I want to feel every little bit if that is what my fans want." She turned her gaze to the audience. "Is that what you want?"

A few started to clap.

"Do you want to hear me scream on the audience? Do you want to see me snuffed right here in front of you?"

As she spoke, more and more stood up and the clapping grew louder. There were cheers and hoots.

"Come on, louder! Who wants to see me killed right here!"

The applause beat against Perry's chest, the sound of lust and hunger beating against his body. It was overwhelming and he felt dizzy with the intensity. He smiled broadly as he watched the cameras panning across the cheering folk.

He waited until it died down and then gestured for the hands to bring out the last prop. It was a set of stocks, stained dark wood with holes for her head and arms. There was also a wide wooden stool stained with the same color. Both the stool and the stocks were heavily used and smooth of years of usage, though most people wouldn't guess there was a bondage studio down the hall that let them use it.

Tara looked at it and smiled. "Public flogging?"

"No, better," Perry said with a smile.

A stage hand brought out the last part of the scene, a heavy copper tub. It was an antique like the rest but the rich oranges of the tub and tarnish were a perfect fit for the rest of the prop.

Tara looked at it with a growing smile. "So, what does my greatest fan want from me?"

"Well," Perry said, "let's put you on and find out."

With a bounce in her step, Tara walked around the stocks until she was standing behind it facing the audience. She bowed her head and started to kneel.

"No," he interrupted her.

"No," she asked as she straightened. "Other way?"

He nodded.

Tara strolled around the stocks, making a point of swaying her hips as she did. She pressed her body up against it and then slowly bent over, spreading her legs and giving a perfectly frame shot of her slick lips as a pair of hands helped her nestle her head and wrists into the holes of the stocks. The top went down over her with a satisfying thunk and one of the hands used a padlock to seal it.

"Now, she is put into place." Perry said as he strolled over. He was hard but didn't care. Casually, he took the stool with one hand and dragged it over.

Her body was warm against his body as he levered the stool underneath her hips and pushed up.

With a moan and a gasp, Tara lifted herself up on her toes until he could maneuver it underneath her hips. He pulled it back until she had to hook her thighs up on the edge and her ankles dangled off of each side. The position effectively stuck her ass out in the audience with nothing to obscure her splayed open pussy and clenching asshole to the cameras.

When he finished, she was completely supported on the stool but it almost looked like she was kneeling. It had to be an uncomfortable position but either Perry or Tara minded for different reasons.

Stage hands came rushing out. Two knelt down to tie her thighs and ankles to the stool. Others went around to set up cameras on the other side so one monitor was a closeup of her face and the other was a large display of her ass and pussy. By the time they pulled away, she was stretched out between the stocks and the stool, completely helpless.

Perry rolled the microphone in his hand. "For our last segment, I've had a special request by a Dr. Kerry Green."

An older man in the back row of the audience stood up and started to make his way down.

"After forty years of being the small town OB/GYN, he got a chance to retire. Actually, his retirement party was only last week and he is currently here in LA to celebrate with his beautiful, young wife."

There was a chuckle, his wife was almost seventy but that didn't matter.

"His secret desire, after so many years of seeing pussies in his face, was to do more than just pap smears and cervical exams. Today, we're going to let him do a bit of impromptu surgery on our last guest."

"Oh, god," moaned Tara. Her hips rose and fell but she could barely move in her confines. Her asshole clenched. Perry glanced up at the monitor and there was no mistaking the look of lust in her eyes.

Kerry reached out and shook Perry's hand as he came up. "Thank you."

Perry guided him to Tara's upturned buttocks. "So what do you think of her?"

With a trembling hand, Kerry reached out and ran his hand along her smooth butt. "She has the most beautiful asshole I had ever seen."

"What do you want to do?"

The audience was hushed as they wanted for the response.

"I want. I want to cut it out."

Applause rippled through the studio, it was hesitant at first but grew wider.

An assistant wheeled out a rolling tray covered with a thin green cloth. A camera followed as the assistant stopped next to Kerry and pulled the top cloth away to reveal a neatly lined set of scalpels, clamps, and other devices. Perry didn't know the name of half of them but it looked just like something out of a medical drama show.

Another hand brought out a chromed, adjustable stool and set it behind Tara's pert ass.

Kerry looked at them and then at Perry. His eyes were shimmering with unshed tears. "T-Thank you."

"Please, enjoy and let us see what our doctors secretly want to do to us."

Kerry wasted no time. He sat down and pulled on a pair of latex gloves. They snapped into place and a shudder raced through the audience. He took a moment to adjust the height and then reached up to caress Tara's ass and pussy.

On the monitor, Perry could see her look of delight. She clenched and unclenched he hands. "Feels good," she said.

"Not for long," Perry added.

Tara smiled at him. "Tease."

Kerry continued to stroke and push, sliding his finger into her lubricated ass and then to her pussy. He spread them wide to show the audience the bright pink of her insides before letting it close up. With a sigh of pleasure, he reached up and pressed his thumb against her sphincter.

On screen, in front of the studio audience, he slowly forced his thumb into her ass, twisting and sliding it into place. It was obscene, it was lewd, it was going to make Perry millions.

Kerry wasn't interested in fucking her. He jammed it deep and then hooked his thumb. With his other hand, he reached over to caress the scalpels before picking one up. His eyes glittered as he brought the blade up to the flawless skin around the puckered opening.

Tara moaned. "Keep going."

The blade touched.

She jumped, her eyes growing wide.

Perry leaned over to look at her. "Still want more?"

A droplet of blood formed underneath the sharp instrument.

"Yes!" she screamed.

Kerry did. He sliced into the flesh of her buttocks. Blood welled down around the cut but it didn't seem to bother him as he began to cut through her skin. The blade went up and over her tailbone and then down the other side. He had to change positions a few times to slice deeper into the skin. Working steadily, he cut across the perineum before finishing the circular cut.

Tara's eyes bulged out as she screamed, "Yes, yes!" Her entire body shook no doubt from the agony of being sliced open. Her knuckles were white.

Kerry tugged for a moment and then cut again, sliding the blade deeper into the bleeding cuts to cut through muscle and connective tissue. The cameras caught every spurt of blood and every tear as he pulled and tugged the wounds open by maneuvering the thumb in her ass.

Tara cried out, shuddering. Her feet flopped against her bounds, jumping up and down as she sobbed with pleasure and helplessness.

Perry could only watch on the large screen as he watched the doctor surgically cut out the beautiful woman's asshole. It was a marvel to see the blood blossoming but still see the twitching porn star underneath.

When Kerry suddenly pulled and the hunk of flesh pulled away, Perry jumped with surprise. The doctor had cut out Tara's asshole and the rectum was still connected. It looked like a pale tube or worm as he tugged the sphincter free and then pulled further. Connected organs swelled in the bloody opening.

Tara moaned and writhed as much as she could. It looked like she was having an orgasm.

Kerry reached in with his gloved hands and pulled out a large organ. Perry didn't care what it was, he couldn't look away as Kerry began to pull the intestines and bladder out through the opening. He guided it to the copper tub before slicing it away.

Setting the severed anus on the table. he grabbed Tara's intestines and began to pull them out of her ass. It was slowly, he was taking his time, but every slurp and splash send a shudder of excitement through the audience. When Perry looked over, they were staring in shock and excitement.

Kerry began to pull the coils of intestines out. When there was resistance, he would reach in and pull something, snapping it free. Each time, his hand went deeper into her body. Soon, his bloody gloves were dripping with her insides as he dropped more organs into the tub.

He stroked her pussy for a moment before reaching deeper into her ruined asshole, grabbing a handful of guts before puling them free.

Tara's stomach tightened and she cried out. There were tears in her eyes.

Perry walked over. "Tara, is this what he wanted?"

"Y-Yes!" she said, looking up as if she was in the middle of an orgasm.

"How are you feeling?"

"M-More! More!"

Kerry shoved his hand into her ass. Cameras caught sight of his fingers on the inside of her stomach, pushing out like a horror movie.

She sobbed with lust. "Please, more!"

Kerry jerked and twisted like a puppet. He pulled out another orgasm and dropped it into the tub.

It didn't take long for her to start fading. Her eyes were glazed over as her voice grew weaker. She shuddered and mouthed more encouragements, the lust on her face displayed on the large monitor.

Perry stared into her eyes as she was being gutted. A small part of him wondered if he went too far. A larger part, the one attached to his aching cock, encouraged him to keep watching as Kerry finished pulling her organs out of her ruined ass.

With each wet splat, there was a moan in the audience. They were fucking again, pounding each other in a cannibalistic orgy. They didn't care about partners, marriages, or anything else. It looked like a sea of naked bodies, cocks, and pussies. All of them were watching the screen but they were fucking at the same time.

Kerry was shoulder deep into Tara's body. His fingers deformed her skin as he quested for the last of her guts, grabbing them and pulling them free of the moorings of tissue, veins, and arteries that kept them in place. His bloody hands dripped as he pulled his arm free and dumped her insides into the bucket.

The only thing left was the beautiful shell of a former porn star.

Her eyes fluttered one last time.

And then she was gone.

Perry took a deep breath and let it out. He had come in his pants but didn't care. It was probably the most beautiful shot of the entire show, the show that will make him famous.