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Once upon a time, not so long ago, the discussion turned to horror
stories.

Before that, there used to be bestiality porn novels, and a series
starring a dog named Caesar.  One of those novels was titled 'Caesar's
Revenge'.

Time passes and a scene is visualized.

The scene took place in a context, and the context became a story,
which was duly written and posted.
===

Cassie's Revenge 1
------

Brown eyes narrowed as the bitch's lips peeled back in a silent snarl,
while she studied the rogue males before her.

She'd managed to escape while they'd beaten her mate, then she'd snuck
back to keep an eye on them, and learn their ways, just like she
studied the ways of her prey when she was hunting...

Then she would satisfy her lust for revenge.

* * *

"Damnit, he's passed out again."

"Just don't kill him.  If he dies, we'll never be able to entice his
bitch back so we can kill her.  Man's got no business fucking an
animal.  Can't have her seducing someone else, like she did him. Hell,
he liked to fuck the women as much as we do, before she wandered in
and made herself at home."

The apparent leader of the group poured the last of his beer on the
prone man's face.  "Wake up, Billy.  We ain't done with you and your
bitch, yet."

Billy groaned, then his eyes opened wide and he tried to slide
backwards, away from his tormentor, but his arms and legs failed him,
so he had to lie there and shiver in fear.  "I ain't done nothin' to
you and the guys, ever, Jed.  You had no call to beat me like this."

Jed sneered.  "It's what you ain't been doing to the women.  Ever
since Cassie showed up, you started acting like a damn eunuch around
the women. Kit was worried 'cause you ain't putting the meat to her
regular, like you used to, so she snuck back one night after you took
her home, to see if you were pronging someone else."

He nudged Billy with the toe of his boot.  "She wasn't pleased to see
you giving that bitch the part of you that was hers, and she decided
to do something about it.  Next day she told us what she'd seen, and
asked us to sort out your head."

Billy shook his head wearily.  "Guess you ain't gonna listen none if I
tell you Cassie's smarter than all of you put together?"

"Nope.  Sure, the damn bitch got lucky and skittered out of here while
we were working you over, but the way we figure it, she'll be back,
and that's when we'll kill her.  Ain't no dog in the world gonna make
fools out of us twice."

Billy finally managed to work himself backwards until he could lean
against a tree.  "Suit yourself, Jed.  You always have.  You done with
me yet?"

"For now.  We're staying here until we get Cassie taken care of. Maybe
by then, you'll see the light.  Kit must see more in you than we do,
'cause she wants you back, real bad.  Already made it clear that if
you die, we'll answer to the women, and you know what happens to
anyone they decide has crossed them."

Bill managed to shrug a little.  "I should die, then.  Serve you
idiots right.  Instead, I'm gonna warn you.  Walk away now and don't
look back.  Do that, Cassie and I will leave and you can say you
couldn't find us.  All this never happened.  My word on it."

"Too late for that, Billy.  Show him your hand, Jessie"

The named man held up his crudely bandaged hand.  "Cassie went for my
face. Figure I was lucky she only tore my hand up before she let go
and ran.  She's dead, Billy, you might as well get used to the idea,
because as soon as we get a good look at her, that's what she'll be,
and then we'll deliver you to Kit."

Billy sighed. "You guys ever wonder why I always come back with meat
for the pot, every time I go hunting?"

Jed nodded.  "Yeah, you got the damnedest luck sometimes.  I swear the
game just seems to know you're coming for it, and it waits for you to
kill it. Ain't no one killed a 12 point in a generation, and you
nailed two of them last year.  Stuff like that makes us nervous, but
your family has always had a knack, so we usually don't think about
it."

"Tell you a secret, Jed.  It ain't us.  Every generation, a dog shows
up like Cassie did.  We don't know where they come from.  They're
huntin' dogs like you ain't ever gonna see get dropped from normal
bitches, Jed.  I didn't kill those bucks.  Cassie did, then I put a
shot in them to hide our secret before I dressed them out.  What she
did, was rip their throats out.  They never had a chance."

Billy shook his head wearily and looked at the man before him with
pity in his eyes.  "I know you're gonna be stupid, but I'll warn you
one last time. Leave now, and maybe I can convince her to let you live
after what you've done to me.  Stay, or touch me again, and none of
you will see home again. Cassie will make sure of that."

Jed laughed and casually kicked Billy in the side.  "We told you.
After what she done to Jessie, she's dead.  Get some sleep, 'cause
ain't none of us going to carry your carcass back to Kit.  You might
have to crawl the last mile or so to keep her happy, but that's your
problem, not ours."

A low growl rumbled through the small clearing, and all of them except
Billy jerked and frantically searched for the animal who'd voiced it.

They found nothing, and as the silence lengthened, they relaxed and
began preparing the camp for the night.

Billy watched them for awhile, then scanned the woods even though he
didn't expect to see anything.

He managed to conceal his surprise when he looked behind Jessie and
saw two eyes watching him, then they closed, and he took a careful
breath and let it out slowly before he rolled to his side, then tried
to ignore the pain and go to sleep.

Jessie was a walking corpse, but nobody would believe him if he said
so.

Cassie must have wanted to escape more than she had wanted to kill the
man who started beating him, or she wouldn't have missed his face the
first time.

She wouldn't, he thought grimly, miss a second time.

* * *

He woke when someone kicked him the side.

"Wake up, animal fucker.  Something killed Jessie.  Didn't hear a
thing. Ralph found him at the edge of the clearing with his dick out
of his pants and his throat gone.  Looks like he was taking a piss.
You know anything about that?"

Billy closed his eyes wearily, then opened them to stare at the space
where Jed's voice had come from.

"Cassie.  Had to be.  She probably took him down first because he was
the one who started beating me.  I've seen her miss her kill on her
first lunge, Jed. Ain't never seen her miss a second time.  She'll
probably save you for last, because you're the boss, unless you piss
her off by doing something stupid."

The kick, when it hit his side, was gentler than he expected it to be.
"She's just a bitch, Billy.  It ain't going to work, trying to make us
think she's some sort of demon on four feet.  There's still five of
us, with guns, and there's only one of her--and all she's got is
teeth.  She got lucky, that's all."

Billy just sighed.  "You done?  If I'm going to be walking home
tomorrow, I need my sleep."

Jed sighed.  "Yeah, I'm done.  Got anything else to say?"

"I know how you get.  Don't kill me.  You do, she'll harry you until
you stop and beg her to kill you.  Seen her do it to a stag once.  I
don't hate you guys, not even you, Jed.  You're just doing what you
think is right. Cassie's the one you need to placate, now, and there's
only one way to do that.  You know what it is, already."

With that he rolled back on his side and tried to go back to sleep.

* * *

What woke him the next time was a gentle shaking and an urgent
whisper. "Billy!  Billy!  Wake up, goddamnit!"

He was groggy, but he recognized the voice in spite of its hoarseness.

"What is it now, Ralph?  Who'd she kill this time?"

"Nobody.  She stole all our guns.  Jed was frothing at the mouth and
wanted to kill you, so we cold cocked him."

"Why are you telling me?"

"We heard you tell Jed to take a hike and leave you here if he wanted
to live to see dawn.  You think she'll let us go?"

Billy sighed and shifted until he was leaning against the tree, then
he stared into the fire for a long time before he shook his head.
"Don't know. You gotta understand that, ok?  But I think you might
have a better chance if you leave Jed here.  She knows he's the boss,
and he's the one that ordered me beaten.  She understands that sorta
stuff, Ralph.  

"Jessie was personal for her, because he tried to hit her when she was
defending me, and I think she missed her kill because she wanted to
escape, more than she wanted revenge."

There was a long silence while Ralph and the others thought his words
over, then Ralph whispered his fear.  "She's out there Billy.  I can
feel her watching us.  She's waiting for us to make more mistakes,
isn't she?"

"She's watching, but she ain't waiting for you to make mistakes. She's
a huntress Ralph,  She'll find a way no matter what you do."

"We leave Jed like he is, she'll kill him, won't she?"

"He was dead before she killed Jessie, Ralph.  Her kind don't forgive
when someone hurts their mate.  Stay close to each other when you
leave, and don't look back.  Don't worry about Jed and Jessie.  Tell
their women they got careless or something while you were searching
for me and Cassie, and you had to leave their bodies behind to save
your own lives..  You can come back for the bodies in a couple days."

Ralph's slow nod was barely visible in the firelight.  "We never seen
you, and you never seen us, right?"

"Right.  We'll be gone by tomorrow night, and don't come looking for
us. It...  Wouldn't be wise. Take my meaning?"

"Yeah, Billy.  We got women we want to keep warm at night, and they
want us there.  You gonna be ok?  What if  Jed wakes up and goes for
you?

A shadow moved, and Billy sighed.  "Get out of here, and remember what
I told you.  She's tired of waiting, or she's got her plans made."

"You sure about that?"

Billy gestured towards the fire, and Jed's prone body.  "Turn around
real slow and see for yourselves."

They turned, and gasped when a shadow suddenly took form to reveal a
huge dog, whose eyes glittered in the flickering firelight.

It strode into the clearing with its head held high, until it stopped
and towered over Jed.

Suddenly the head dipped and there was a scream of pain.  It dipped
again, almost casually, and there was another scream before the dog
pranced sideways, until it was just out of the reach of Jed's flailing
arms, then it watched the rest of them intently.

Billy spoke tenderly.  "Hello, Cassie.  My Love.

"Move slow, and away from me, then keep going without looking back or
trying to collect your belongings.  You run, and she'll take you down
without a thought, because to her, all you are is prey, and she kills
prey if it runs from her."

Ralph's voice was hushed before he stood slowly.  "She hamstrung him.
She knew exactly what she wanted to do, and she did it.  Jed ain't got
a chance, now.  Let's get out of here, if she'll let us leave."

The four men clumped together, then without a word of farewell, turned
and slowly walked away.

Cassie started to move forward when they moved, and Billy held up his
hand in a silent request.

She paused, took one more step, then settled on her haunches so she
could watch Jed, who was trying to claw his way in her direction.

Billy watched calmly, until Jed stopped scrabbling in the dirt, then
spoke gently.  "Cassie? Get my shotgun."

Her head turned to study him, then she glanced at Jed and sneezed
before she ambled to one side of the clearing, and returned with his
gun in her jaws.

She gently placed it in his lap, and he lifted her head until they
could kiss.  "Thanks, Love."

Her tail wagged briefly, then she went back and sat  a few feet away
from Jed, who had exhausted himself and now lay cursing them.  Her
head tipped, then she straightened it and waited patiently while Jed
cursed her until he ran out of breath.

By then Billy had levered himself up and used his gun as a crutch
while he limped over to stand next to her.

He placed his free hand on Cassie's head, then shook his own head and
spoke easily, in spite of his pain.

"I could pity you, Jed, if you weren't so stupid you make a stump look
smart."

Jed glared and Billy shrugged.  "Dead meat walking, once you ordered
me beaten, and Cassie escaped."

He raised his shotgun and pointed it at Jed's forehead.  "I could pull
the trigger, but then everyone would know an animal hadn't killed
you."

The barrel shifted until it was pointed at Jed's crotch.  "Or, I could
blow your prick away and leave you to bleed to death."

He lowered it and leaned on it again.  "But that wouldn't be fair to
my wife."

He backed away a few feet and sighed.  "Cassie?  Haunch!"

She lunged, her jaws snapped shut, and she danced backwards with a
mouthful of cloth and bloody meat.

Jed screamed, of course, and four men shivered, but remained silent
and kept walking in the darkness.

Billy just smiled, and watched the flopping body before them.

"I told you she'd make you beg for death, Jed, but you refused to
listen."

"Cassie!  Slow!"  She quivered with suppressed eagerness and focused
on Jed, who realized too late, what he was in for.

"Harry!"

She lunged, her jaws snapped shut, and this time his nose was missing.

He flailed his arms wildly, and she danced in and removed another
chunk of his thigh.

He tried to kick her, and she crushed one of his hands.

She continued her dance until his body shuddered, and he lay still,
but still breathing harshly.

She stopped and settled on her haunches, then looked at Billy proudly.

He nodded and spoke gently, 

"Kill."

Jed's throat vanished in a spray of blood when she walked over, dipped
her head, and tore it out.

She then stepped back and watched clinically as Jed's body spasmed
once, then lay still.

Billy sighed deeply, then turned away and started limping down the
trail. "Let's go home, Cassie."

She watched him for a few seconds, sneezed at the body before her,
then woofed happily and ran over to join him.  She was pacing at his
side, with her head high, by the time they left the clearing.
---

End: Cassie's Revenge 1
====

The saga continues...

Something to think about, the next time an animal brings you one of
their kills.
===

Cassie's Revenge 2
------

"Kit's dead.  Her Da found her on their porch swing with her throat
cut and a pregnant doe at her feet.  Doe had its throat ripped out."

"You think it was Billy?"

"Nahh.  He's strange, but his word's good, when he gives it.  Besides,
that was the first thing her Da thought of, and he couldn't find any
human tracks to follow.  Found dog paw prints though.  Big ones."

"Cassie."

"Yep.  Remember what Billy told Jed, about her understanding who was
in charge?  I think the dead doe was a warning, and Kit understood
it."

"Shame.  She would have made a good wife."

"Yeah.  But she got it bad for Billy, and decided to ask too many
questions when he quit pronging her as much as he used to."

"Hell.  She couldn't have known it was a mistake.    Maybe it wasn't.
Maybe the mistake she made was settin' us on Billy."

"Maybe.  She's dead, now, so it don't matter none."

"True."

"Something strange, though.  Worries me a lot."

"Worries *you*?"

"Yeah.  Kit cut her throat her own self.  Both hands on the knife, and
she managed to almost cut her head off."

"See your drift.  She was scared of something."

"Yep.  I'm thinkin' we don't want to bring Jed's body back.  Not the
way he screamed, night 'fore last."

"Billy said they were leaving."

"Dog that big can cover a lot of ground in a hurry when she wants to,
and he said she run a stag into the ground until he begged her to kill
him.  I'm remembering something else, too."

"Oh?"

"Yeah.  Billy gave his word he ain't seen us, but Cassie didn't."

"Shit!"

* * *

Three days later, Jed was the talk of the town when his body showed
up, in four pieces.  His head had been placed on Ralph's porch, and
the other pieces were found underneath three young men's windows.

People asked questions, then shrugged and turned away when they heard
the story.

None of their business, but they sent a search party out to recover
Jessie's body.  He'd been a good boy, mostly, and deserved a decent
burial.

Jed, on the other hand...

Well, everyone had known he'd come to a bad end, someday, and as for
Kit, there were some things a wise woman never did anything about, and
it was a good thing she'd killed herself, because nobody wanted any
kids by a girl who let her emotions do her thinking for her.

After all, hadn't Billy been sayin' he was probably gonna ask for her
hand, someday, and hadn't that talk had started *after* Cassie had
showed up?

* * *

The undertaker, who also acted as the local coroner, looked at the
body parts that had been delivered to him, and sighed.  He had seen
some pretty odd things in his forty years of layin' the dead to rest,
but he knew this had to be the oddest thing he'd ever seen, by quite a
bit.

He sighed again and leaned over to see if he could discover any clues
about the real reason the boy had died, even though he'd heard the
story and figured he'd had his throat ripped out after being savagely
mauled.

He frowned, then leaned even closer, for a better look at the ragged
flesh left where the boy's legs had been attached.

Billy was a hunter, and used to dressing his kills before he brought
them back,  so he'd been like everyone else, and assumed Billy had
disjointed Jed before Cassie had delivered the pieces.

But, now, he wasn't so sure he had it right, and he started thinking
the common wisdom was wrong.

A quick study of the rest of the body confirmed it.

Jed had been chewed into pieces, not cut.

He shuddered, thought about what he'd learned, then shrugged.

The death certificate would say 'blood loss due to animal inflicted
injuries'.

He shook his head wearily, then got busy stitching the pieces back
together so Jed would look human when people came to the funeral.

* * *

"Doc did his usual bang up job.  Jed actually looked like he was
happy. Didn't expect anyone could do that, after the way he'd
screamed."

"He was happy.  Doc didn't do anything except fake up a nose.  Jed's
head was untouched, except for his nose was gone."

"You certain, Ralph?"

"Yeah.  His head was on *my* porch, remember?  I got a real good look
at it before I unfroze and called the Sheriff."

"Um.  You ok?"

"Mostly. Gail's upset cause I won't go out after dark.  Shake a lot
when I lie in bed.  Have trouble getting to sleep and get a lot of
pitying looks when folks see me walkin' around with my hand on the
butt of my pistol all the time.  You?"

"Pretty much the same, even though nothin's happened since Cassie
brought Jed's body back.  Boarded up my window and put a bar across my
bedroom door.  Use a chamber pot instead of the bathroom at night, if
I have to go.  Keep seeing her eyes after she hamstrung Jed and faced
us."

"Yeah.  Coldest eyes I've ever seen.  Eyes of God, or a demon, and
she'd judged us unfit to keep living."

"Been thinkin' about that.  Wondering if I shouldn't save Cassie the
trouble of killin' me."

"I can't do that.  I know I ain't got a real good chance of going to
heaven, but as long as the decision's in doubt, I ain't going to
commit suicide and make sure I go to Hell."

"Seems to me, we're already there."

"Tryin' to avoid letting myself think that, but...  Yeah.  Funny thing
is, I can't call Cassie the devil's own Bitch.  As much as I want to
hate her, I can't, because she was everybody's best friend, and she
and Billy always helped out by leaving kills for us when we were short
during the winter."

"They did that for everyone.  Never asked nothin' for their help,
either. Anybody ever earned a place in heaven, those two have, for
sure."

"Yeah.  I know how Adam must have felt, after they got tossed from The
Garden."

"Yeah, parents always warned me thinkin' with my prick was gonna get
me in trouble someday, but I didn't listen too good."

"Same here.  I'd better head for home.  Startin' to get dark."

* * *

Nothing more happened during the rest of the summer, and through fall,
so everyone relaxed.  Seemed Billy and Cassie really had left, and the
only thing anyone worried about was who was going to die when winter
settled in, and Billy and Cassie wouldn't be helping out.

Winter hit, hard, and everyone figured a few of the poorest and most
isolated families wouldn't last the winter, but there was nothing
anyone could do about it.

They were all in God's hands, now.

Then, meat started showing up on everyone's steps,  just like it
always had.

This winter, though, it wasn't always dressed.  Mostly, it was, so
people knew Billy and Cassie were helping out, and nobody ever saw
them, so Billy was keeping his word, mostly.  And he really could be
far away, and having Cassie deliver the meat.

Anyway, most folks prayed their thanks to God, and didn't think too
often about the odd fact four families never got dressed meat, only
fresh kills that had died when their throats were torn out.

* * *

"You ok, Ralph?"

"No.  Cassie made her usual delivery last night, then did something
different."

"Yeah.  I checked once it was light outside.  She did the same thing
to the rest of us."

"Uh huh.  Howled under your window and as soon as she knew you'd seen
her, she vanished.  Only way to know she'd been there was the kill,
and her paw prints."

"Yep.  Don't think Mike's going to last much longer.  He's got that
look..."

"We're all getting it, but you know I'm not giving up.  Can't."

"You stick it out, I will.  Won't be easy."

Nobody was surprised when three days later, they found Mike in his
front yard, face up and with his throat ripped out.

There were no signs of a struggle, and his face wore the same look of
peace Jed's had.

* * *

Things changed after that.  All the kills were dressed, and Cassie
stopped her howling.

People even caught a few glimpses of them, and if they knew they'd
been seen, Billy waved like usual, and Cassie wagged her tail before
they turned and walked away.

Folks figured Mike's death had satisfied Cassie, so they breathed a
collective sigh of relief and forgot about what had happened, mostly.

Still, it made a good tale when the wind was howling outside, and over
time, people embellished it, until by the time spring thaw hit, none
of the characters were recognizable, unless you'd lived though it.

Billy and Cassie never returned to their cabin, so where they lived
wasn't important, except it proved Billy was a man of his word, and
folks regretted the actions that had driven him away.  Would have been
nice to someday call him 'son', and maybe there would eventually be
another woman, who had more sense than Kit, and he'd settle down and
raise a family.

Shame it wouldn't be where he'd grown up, though.
---

End: Cassie's Revenge 2
====

I've been busy, and so has Cassie.
===

Cassie's Revenge 3
-----------------

Game was plentiful that year, but Ralph, Bobby and Terry just couldn't
seem to make any good kills, like they used to.

After the first month, they got used to bringing home squirrels, small
birds, or, when they were desperate, fish.

Their families ate well, though, because most of the time, when they
got home from a failed hunt, there was meat on their porches, and
usually it was the same animal they'd spent half the day tracking,
with its throat gone.

Nerves got short.  Tempers flared, and sometimes their beds weren't
quite as warm and welcoming as they could have wished.

Everyone knew what was happening, of course, but all they could do was
wait and see what Cassie and Billy would do next.

* * *

Bobby and Terry took to hunting together, since they knew if they went
out alone, they probably wouldn't come back alive.

They were the first ones to learn Cassie had brought in help.

They'd been tracking a buck for hours, they'd just spotted him, and
suddenly he'd frozen, then bolted into the brush.

Bobby sighed and leaned against a tree.  "Cassie's out there, like
usual."

Terry nodded bitterly.  "Like to get that bitch lined up in my sights.
Wouldn't take but a squeeze to get rid of her."

"Got to see her first."

Terry turned wistful.  "All I need is a glimpse of fur, and she'll be
dead."

Bobby snorted.  "Billy was right.  She's smarter than we are.  Ain't
gonna happen.  Cover me.  I gotta piss real bad."

He leaned his gun against the tree, put his back to the same tree,
then pulled his dick out and let loose while he nervously scanned the
undergrowth.

Two snarls made him freeze briefly, then he finished his piss and
tucked himself back in before he sighed and spoke quietly

"Forget it.  Billy's most likely out there too, and you'd be dead
before you lined up, *if* you got that glimpse you want."

Terry nodded, then lowered his rifle.  "Yeah.  Good point."

There was mocking laughter.  "Good decision.  See you boys in Hell,
someday."

There was silence for awhile, then, after they hadn't moved for
awhile, the normal forest sounds started again, and they relaxed a
little.

It wasn't a guarantee they were alone, but that didn't matter, since
they were still alive to worry about it.

Bobby sighed again.  "Day's over.  Might as well head back home."

"Yeah.  Cassie had company."

"I noticed.  Wonder why?  She could have killed us a long time ago."

"True.  I'm starting to think she's part cat, the way she's been
playing with the three of us."

"You know the answer to that one as well as I do.  She wants us dead,
sure, but she also wants us to beg her for it.  Ain't no animal going
to get me to beg it to kill me."

"What if she ain't an animal?"

"Don't matter none.  I ain't gonna beg to die and that's it.  If she
wants me to do that, I'll outlive her."

"Yeah.  She's got me bitin' my own ass every time I hear a twig snap.
Forgot we could do that.  And Billy's only one man, and he gave his
word."

"Been thinkin' about that.  He never said he wouldn't kill us someday.
I think the only thing stopping him is Cassie, for some reason.  Don't
remember him ever having a mean streak like he's showin' right now."

A shot smacked into the tree next to Bobby and they both froze.

"It's about time you got some brains.  I can get a little crazy when I
know someone wants to kill my wife.  Love does that to a man.  Woman,
too.  Might as well go about your business as if we weren't here,
because one of us will always be nearby, somewhere.  You know that."

Terry spoke calmly.  "You're crazy, Billy.  Cassie ain't no woman."

There was mocking laughter again.  "She's more of a woman, than you
are a man, Terry.  Heard you haven't been able to get it up for
weeks."

"I ain't told nobody about that!"

"Women talk to each other, and I got good ears.  Now, you boys just go
about your business and head home.  We've decided your families get to
eat for the next few days.  After that?  Who knows?"

Terry bought his gun up and fired a round at where Billy's voice had
come from.

Nothing.  Just silence.  He and Bobby searched, but all they found was
a scuffed area, and a few paw prints.

"Those paw prints are side by side.  It's like they wanted us to find
them, Bobby."

"Yeah.  I recognize Cassie's prints.  Ain't going to forget those new
ones either."

"Uh huh."

Then Terry inhaled through his nose.  "Male.  Pissed somewhere nearby.
Big, if those prints are telling the truth."

"Bigger target if we get a look at him.  Harder to miss."

"Maybe.  Let's go home.  We know what will be waiting for us, again."

* * *

It was late summer when Terry got that glimpse of fur he'd been
waiting for. He didn't think about it, just brought his gun up and
pulled the trigger.

Silence.

They waited for a few minutes, but nothing happened, so they moved in
cautiously.

When they got there, there was no sign of a body.  Not a trace of
blood either.

It was a clean miss.

They looked at each other and sighed, then stood and scanned the area
to see if there might be some paw prints or *something*.

There *was* something, and Terry spotted it first.  He shivered before
he walked over to check it out, even though he knew what he'd find.

By then Bobby had seen it too, and started cussing.

Terry ignored him and knelt to examine his wife's body.  She was
wearing the fur coat he'd given her as a wedding gift, and there was
blood on it, of course.

He gently opened the coat and studied her chest.. Sure enough, it was
a clean kill, through her heart.

It might as well have been through his own, because something in him
died, and he knew it.

He stood and handed Bobby his gun, then started stripping.

He didn't bother looking up from what he was doing.  "Get out  of
here.  Most likely, they'll let you go home to your family.  Ain't
your time to die, yet. You'll know."

"You sure about this?"

"Nothin' to live for, now, and you know it.  Tell her family what
happened, and that it was clean and quick.  I ain't lost my touch that
way, at least."

"Right.  God bless, Terry."

"I doubt it.  See you in Hell, my friend.  I'll be waitin'."

Bobby turned away with a sigh and started the trudge back home.

Terry finished stripping, then leaned against the tree with his wife's
head in his lap.

He stroked her face gently, then tipped his head back and spoke
clearly.

"You win, Cassie."

A shadow moved, there was the sound of flesh ripping, and then the
shadow vanished as quietly as it had appeared.

The next day, Bobby led the search party that returned for their
bodies.

Nobody was surprised when someone calmly noted that Terry was smiling
peacefully, and except for his missing throat and the hole in his
wife's chest, the bodies were untouched.

* * *

Gail took to traveling with Ralph, and doing the hunting, after it was
clear that he wasn't going to be allowed to kill anything bigger than
a squirrel.

She was woods wise, and after he bought her a shotgun and rifle,
seemed to have the same sorta luck Billy had, once she started going
out alone.

Ralph got a haunted look about him, but didn't say anything.

Nobody had seen her, but they'd seen the tracks.

Looked like Cassie was on the job, and helpin' Gail for some reason of
her own.

Nobody knew where Billy was.  He was still out there somewhere,
because the needy still got their meat when things got tight.

Mostly, Ralph quit bothering to go into the woods, and confined
himself to fishing and taking care of her small garden.

But then, something jumped the fence and destroyed the garden just
before it could be harvested, so he gave up and just sat on the porch
and stared at nothing.

Ralph had seen the huge paw prints that couldn't have belonged to
Cassie, and traced the smell of urine to the gate post.

Looked like Cassie's partner was on the job again.

He sat on the porch a few nights, with his guns and a flashlight
handy, but he didn't expect to catch the dog that had made a mockery
of all his work.

Eventually he gave it up and went back to sitting around and doing
nothing, while Gail supported them.

Everyone knew Bobby and Ralph were walking dead, and were surprised
when Gail finally got tired of Ralph moping around, and drug him to
the altar.

"I ain't stupid even though I ain't too smart, either.  I know I'm
going to be a widow someday.  Least I'm smart enough that I don't want
to miss out on the chance to have Ralph all to myself for a little
while.  He's a good man, mostly."

People shrugged, and some of the boys were disappointed, but they
privately admitted they were relieved, too.

You see, her ghostly helper was always close by, and guarding her.

A few of them had decided to see if she'd dump Ralph for them, but as
soon as they hit the edge of her property, there'd be a warning growl,
then an eerie silence that told them that if they went further, they
might not be able to turn around.

Things settled into a routine and eventually Ralph came out of his
funk and started working on the yard again.

This time, he was left alone, except for evenings, when sometimes he'd
be settled on the porch, a shadow would move, and suddenly eyes would
watch him briefly before they closed, and the shadow was gone.
---

End: Cassie's Revenge 3
====

Lots of foreplay to get the hormones going and tease folks nearer to
their final orgasms... 
===

Cassie's Revenge 4
------

Ralph took to walking the woods without his guns and knives.  He even
took to whistling and singing as he walked.

People thought he was more than a bit touched, but when he explained
it, it made sense, if you didn't think about it too awfully hard.

"I'm a dead man.  It's up to Cassie, and I got this feeling she's
saving me for something special.  Been thinking about the way she's
taken everyone else down, and it's the only answer.

"She'll keep me safe until it's time, then she'll come for me."

People still shook their heads, but they let him be.  Man had the
right to choose his way of dyin', leastways as much as he was allowed
to.

Of course they all knew Ralph was a special case, but it was the
principle that mattered, when push came to shove.

* * *

"Morning, Ralph.  Nice day."

"Morning, Billy, Cassie.  Just got nicer.  Good to see you."

"Uh huh.  You always was wiser than you let on."

Ralph nodded his thanks.  "Gets easier when a man has enough time on
his hands so he can spend it thinkin'."

"True.  True."

"What's on your mind, Billy?"

Billy shrugged a little.  "You and Gail.  Gail, mostly.  Just wanted
to let you know she'll be taken care of when you're gone, so don't do
anything stupid, like killing her.  Of course, if you do that, Cassie
may decide to let you live.  Your call, and I won't guarantee she
would leave you alone completely."

"Nice to hear she'll be ok.  Appreciate it.  Be nice if I knew how
much longer I'll be here."

Billy shrugged again.  "Can't say for certain.  You know that.  Best I
can tell you is that you'll make it through this winter, but you won't
be around for the next one.  Depends on...  Things.  And you could
always solve the problem by killin' yourself.  Cassie would settle for
that, even though she has plans for your future."

"Know what they are?"

"Of course.  Knew as soon as she convinced Big Boy to come back."

Ralph studied Billy carefully.  "Big Boy?  The same dog that used to
run with your Da?"

"Yep."

"Can't be.  He'd be...  Hell, I don't know.  Folks said he was with
your folks for at least twenty years before he vanished.  He'd have to
be near fifty.  Ain't no dog gonna live that long."

Billy just got a funny smile.  "Tried to tell you guys after you beat
the shit out of me, Cassie's kind only look like dogs  We call them
dogs because there's no point in trying to tell folks they ain't. What
they are, nobody knows.  Some things, a person's gotta just ignore, if
he wants to get along in the world."

Ralph finally nodded slowly.  "Hell.  Big Boy, huh?  I've a mind to
stick around, now, just to find out what Cassie's come up with."

Billy laughed.  "Stronger man than I am.  Just remember, the kill
won't be quick unless you ask her for it."

"I'll keep that in mind.  Speaking of begging, Bobby won't.  Way he
figures it, he can outlive Cassie if that's what she wants."

Billy just shook his head a little sadly.  "Any man can be broken.
He's got some weaknesses he ain't told any gossips about."

"Figured he did.  How long?"

"Most likely, sometime next spring.  Depends on Cassie and Big Boy.
Don't worry, you'll outlive him, so I won't need to tell you what his
weaknesses are."

Ralph smiled.  "You're not doing a good job of ducking, Billy.  You
know it all, don't you?"

Billy laughed.  "Mostly.  Cassie's waitin' for a sign, is all.  Once
she gets it, things will start getting serious again."

He corrected himself.  "Not that it ain't serious now.  When she gets
the sign, Bobby will be dead about a month later, and you'll be dyin'
about six months after that."

Ralph stretched as he slowly turned in a circle to look at their
surroundings.

"Next fall, eh?  Just enough time to leave part of me behind, and find
out if it's a girl or boy."

Billy shook his head.  "Welcome to try.  If it happens, the kid will
be taken care of.  I promise you that much.  Better check with Gail
and talk it over with her first.  I'll tell you this.  If she ain't
pregnant by now, there's a good chance she ain't going to catch before
you're gone, and that's just common sense, mostly.  You two fuck like
rabbits, and everyone expected her to be suckling at least one during
the wedding ceremony."

Ralph shuddered.  "You got a funny habit of knowing the things a man
don't like to admit to himself.  Thoughts like that have kept me awake
at nights."

"I know.  Sometimes you mumble in your sleep, and Gail got worried.
The women know, but they're patient about it."

"You know too much, Billy."

Billy guffawed.  "You got it backwards.  I ain't never going to know
enough.  If I did, you wouldn't have been able to pin my arms and hold
me while the rest of you beat me."

"Now I know."

"Yep.  Cassie and I got a special place in Hell reserved for you
because of that.  Walking away and leaving us Jed only got you killed
last, instead of first."

It was Billy's turn to stretch.  "Nice to see you, Ralph.  Say hello
to Gail for me."

Then, he and Cassie stepped into the undergrowth and vanished without
a sound.

Ralph decided to smile.  "Got more than I expected.  Wonder what they
figured out?  After what they done to Terry, I figured they'd do
something that involved Gail.

"Oh, well.  No doubt I'll find out.  Be glad when the waitin' is
over."

He resumed his interrupted stroll, and after a few yards, started
whistling a jaunty tune he knew.

It was a nice day and he had most of it left, so he might as well
enjoy it.

He was looking at the clouds and enjoying their beauty when something
brushed against his left leg and he felt a sharp pain behind his ankle
before he stumbled and fell

He tried to stand up, and when he couldn't, he knew what had happened.

Cassie'd hamstrung him through his boot.

When he got himself turned so he could look back along the trail,
Billy was standing there with a long branch in his hand.

"Want me to take a look and bandage that for you?  Got some pain
killers, too, if you need them."

He indicated the branch with a sideways nod.  "Got a crutch if you
want to try and make it home on your own.  Cassie's already gone to
get Gail, and I'll stay and help Big Boy make sure nothing bothers
you, if you want me to."

"Be obliged if you'd take care of it.  After that, you can take off.
I'd like to get a chance to know Big Boy, if he's willin' to settle
for a spell.  Understand your Da was quite proud of him, back then. He
know the dog's back?"

Billy settled and took off Ralph's boot and sock, then started rudely
stitching up the gash after he gave Ralph a pain killer.

"Yeah.  Parents know.  He checked in first thing, of course.  Been
checking in regular, now that he's admitted he's still alive.

"Don't know if he'll show himself.  You don't mind having folks
thinking you're a bit touched, just speak up.  He'll hear you."

Eventually Billy carefully put Ralph's boot back on and helped him
settle with his back against a tree.

They shook hands, then Billy disappeared again, and somehow Ralph knew
he'd really left, this time.

* * *

Ralph was sitting on the porch swing and sipping his beer when Bobby
dropped by.

"Afternoon, Bobby.  Figured you'd be showing up after the word got
out."

Bobby leaned on the porch railing and studied his friend.  "Grapevine
says you had a long chat with Billy before Cassie hamstrung you."

"Yep.  Billy didn't say anything about telling you what he said, but
he didn't say I shouldn't either.  What's on your mind?"

"Rumor says he told you  when I'd be dyin'."

"He did.  Most likely, next spring sometime.  Cassie's waitn' for a
sign of some sort.  Once she gets it, you'll be dead within a month.

"Bullshit!  I ain't begging her or anyone else to kill me."

"You ever know Billy to lie or break his word?"

"No.  But I ain't going to beg Cassie to kill me.  And Billy likes to
play with words until you don't know what he's really sayin'."

"Then I'd say you have a problem.  Situation might have changed,
though."

"Oh?"

"Yep.  Billy didn't say nothin' about you beggin' Cassie to kill you,
just said you'd be dead about a month after Cassie sees the sign she's
waiting for."

"Wishful thinkin'.  They're going to die, not me.  Anything else about
me?"

"Only one thing that matters.  He said all men have weaknesses, and I
agreed.  Now he didn't come right out and say he knows any of yours,
but he did tell me I'd know what they are before I died.  Since he
also said I'll be dying sometime next  fall,  you don't have to be a
genius to know he has a pretty good idea what at least one of them
is."

Bobby sighed.  "Sure, I got 'em.  Not gonna deny that.  Don't see how
he can find out, though, since I ain't never told no one except Linda
and a few guys, but they don't talk, either."

He sighed.  "Well, they didn't.  They're dead, now."

Ralph shook his head wearily.  "Bobby, Bobby, Bobby...  You ain't got
to *tell* people about some things.  Next time you  get some serious
beer farts, you just be thinkin' about how yours sound, and how
everyone else's sound."

Bobby's face drained of color and his knuckles turned white as he
squeezed the railing.  "You ain't told no one have you?  They'll kill
me for sure."

"Show some sense.  Most guys try it out at least once, and a few keep
doing it when they get older.  Ain't no harm in likin' to feel a pole
up your ass once in awhile, as long as you lead a mostly normal life.
Stop and think about what happened when people found out Billy's been
porkin' Cassie for years.  Nobody's bothered him except us, and we did
that mostly because Kit egged Jed on, and we followed Jed. Personally,
I always expected him to pop the question and marry Kit, pretty soon.
And he got serious about  her *after* Cassie showed up."

Bobby's hands unclenched from the railing.  "Yeah, you're right.
Everyone was pissed at us and Kit, not Billy.  Don't hurt that most
folks think he's some sort of hero for helpin' folks in need."

He straightened suddenly.  "Thanks for the warning, Ralph,  I'll watch
my backside a little better, but the truth is, I can't see an angle
that would let him use my likin' for pricks to get me to beg Cassie to
kill me.  'Sides, Linda knows about it anyway, and she's ok with it,
as long as we give her some action, too."

Ralph laughed.  "Wish I'd known that all these years.  She's damn fine
lookin' and I get a craving to switch hit every once in awhile. Gail's
pure but she lets me indulge myself 'cause I always get randier after
a night like that, and usually go lookin' for her the next day."

The grinned at each other and Bobby smiled.  "Don't be surprised if we
ask if we can spend part of the winter with you."

Ralph chuckled.  "I'll warn Gail."

"Right.  Been nice talkin'.  If you folks decide to drop in, you'd be
welcome."

"Thanks, Bobby.  Be awhile.  I'm not up to a long hike like that,
yet."

Bobby's face got red.  "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it.  Could have happened some other way.  Don't
bother me none anyway, since I'm just waitin' to die, now.  Gonna
enjoy the wait as best I can, but it will be good to be able to let
go, too."

"Never expected you to be the type to quit fightin'."

"Cassie's a force of Nature, Bobby.  I've better things to do than try
to stop nature from taking its course."

"Maybe you're right, maybe you ain't.  While I'm alive, I'll keep on
making sure I stay alive."

"Never said you shouldn't."

"See ya next time, Ralph."

"God bless, Bobby."

* * *

"Mornin', Bobby.  Sleep well?"

"Billy!  What are you dong here?...  Hey!  What the fuck am I doing
tied up on the couch?  And where's Linda?"

"Linda's fine.  She's in bed, asleep.  She'll wake up in a few hours
and untie you."

"This shit only pisses me off, Billy.  I'm not going to beg."

"Didn't expect you to.  You ain't dyin' until next spring, which means
you got a long winter ahead of you, unless you suicide."

"I'm gonna outlive both of you, Billy."

"Welcome to try."

"You ain't answered my first question yet, Billy."

"Whole town knows you like taking pricks up the ass on a regular
basis."

"So?  Ralph mentioned that.  Not worried about it, now."

"Didn't expect you to be, yet."

"Yet?"

"Yep.  Two types of people folks hate the most, Bobby.  Pedos...  And
hypocrites.  Nobody would believe you're a pedo, so let's see how they
handle thinking of you as a hypocrite."

"Never happen."

Billy held up some Polaroids so Bobby could see them, then showed them
to him one at a time.

By the time he was done, Bobby was moaning with frustration and
disbelief.

Billy shrugged.  "By now, Cassie's delivered a matching set to the
Donner family.  You know what that means, don't you?"

He groaned.  "Biggest self-righteous gossips in town.  Of course I
know what it means."

"Yep.  You boys beat the crap out of me, for fucking Cassie, and you
never bothered to catch me doing it, just took Kit's word for it. Now,
they're going to see these pics of you takin' Big Boy up your ass, and
grinning about it.

"At least I'm het, you know?  I'm thinkin' that when people see those
pics, and get to thinkin' about what you did to me, they might start
thinkin' you're a bit on the hypocritical side.  Least that's the way
I'd start thinkin'."

"You had to drug me for that."

"Only to put you and Linda to sleep and keep you that way.  And if
you're thinking we forced you, or gave you any other drugs, you'd be
wrong.  Be happy we didn't shoot a movie.  Even though you were out if
it, you were humping and trying to get him to put his knot in.  Never
knew you to be a size queen."

Billy grinned suddenly.  "You'll get his knot, eventually.  But look
here."

He held up another picture.  "Take a good look.  That's your own ruler
next to his prick, so you know it ain't lying about how big he is. Ten
inches in front of his knot, and those pics prove you took it all, and
loved it.  That knot is about six inches across, and adds at least
five inches to his length.

"An experienced bottom could take the knot, and maybe not get ripped
apart inside, but that fifteen or sixteen inches of length is going to
be a real problem.  You have to know that.  Once he's tied, there's no
turning back."

Billy tossed the pictures in Bobby's lap after he stood up.  "Maybe
you can get yourself stretched enough so that knot can go in and out,
without ripping your asshole apart.  But that length is going to tear
the hell out of your insides, and there's no way you're gonna come off
his dick until he decides to let you go. 

"You be thinkin' about that until next spring, you hear?  That's when
Big Boy is going to let you have it all, and you'll have to decide if
you want to die slow, or quick."

Bobby's face had gone white by the time Bobby finished.  "Yeah."

He sighed and looked at Billy.  "I didn't think you'd do it.  I gotta
know how it feels."

Billy nodded.  "You're a dead man walking."

Bobby gulped.  "Yeah.  I am.  See you next spring?"

"Big Boy and Cassie, anyway."

Linda found him after she woke up, untied him, and then, when he kept
staring at the top picture on his lap,  kissed him tenderly and went
to file for a divorce.

She couldn't see the point in spending the winter with a corpse, even
if it was still breathing.

Bobby didn't argue, gave her everything, and moved in with Ralph and
Gail.
---

End: Cassie's Revenge 4
====

Foreplay's over, neighbors.

Barf bags and ear plugs will be available at the pop corn booth, for
anyone who needs them.

Don't forget to wipe your feet on the way out, after the show.

Now splattering the walls...

'Cassie's Revenge 5'

As usual, comments are encouraged, and appreciated, even if they do
tend to be of the 'You're a sick fuck!' type.

Means I'm doing my job as an author, you see...
===

Cassie's Revenge 5
-------

"Well, Bobby?  What did they say at the clinic?"

"Well, Ralph, I explained the situation and showed them the pics.  Doc
Kate knew what was going on, of course, so she finally agreed to do
some x-rays and some measurements on the pics."

Ralph nodded.  "And?"

"She can do the surgery to rearrange my guts and stuff, but no matter
what she does, she can't give me enough room to take more than about
13 inches, tops, and that's just enough to go barely past half way on
his knot.

"There's something else, too.  Since it's gonna kill me no matter
what, she can't do it for anything for less than cash up front, since
there's no way the insurance or the state would authorize surgery like
that if it isn't life extending."

"Huh.  Can't say I blame them.  She give you a better measurement on
his length?"

"Not really.  He's maybe a little over fifteen inches, but not by
much, she figures.  Then she showed me the jokers.  Billy didn't lie,
but he didn't say everything either."

"Figures."

"Yeah.  Big Boy may be fifteen inches to the base of his knot, but
once he gets that knot past my sphincter, which is just over an inch
in by the way, no matter how much I stretch it, she figures it's going
force him at least another inch or two deeper, at least, and there's
nothing that can be done about that."

"I hear you.  So come spring,  You're going to get seventeen inches of
dog dick slammed up your ass, because I got a feeling he ain't in a
mood to be gentle about it.  No way you're gonna survive that."

Bobby nodded.  "Cassie don't miss making a kill on her first lunge,
very often, and like Billy is always saying, she's never misses the
second time. Don't doubt Big Boy's the same way."

"So what was the other joker?"

"Something I didn't expect, of course.  Women are built differently
enough that even a medium sized woman could take Big Boy without
anything more than some serious discomfort the first few times.  And a
woman wouldn't force him that much deeper if he fucked her in the
cunt.  She'd probably wind up with about sixteen inches instead of
seventeen or more buried in her, but as long as it was in her cunt and
not her ass, she'd be ok and survive the experience."

Ralph nodded and then looked at his wife.  "That part of your thinkin'
when you decided to try fisting?"

She shrugged.  "It's a male world, Honey.  Women have always done what
they had to, to survive in it.

"Billy said you'd be taken care of."

She smiled oddly.  " 'Taken care of' can mean a lot of things, and it
sure don't promise I'll enjoy the experience, or survive it.  Ain't no
different than Bobby.  I'll do what I can to give myself the best
chance of surviving, but if it isn't enough, it isn't."

Ralph slumped.  "Wish I'd never met Jed.  Sorry."

She touched his face gently.  "It's done.  We got all winter to do
what we can for Bobby."

Then she turned to Bobby.  "Kate have any suggestions?"

"Few.  Offered me some pain killers and I turned them down.  They'd
dull the experience, and I want to feel all of it.  I think Billy knew
how I am, so that's why he did what he did to hook me.

"She also suggested I don't worry about stretchin' my asshole more. If
it's tight enough, there will be less chance of Big Boy being able to
jerk himself out and jam it back in while he fucks me.  I'll still get
damaged enough to kill me, but he won't be able to really tear the
hell out of me.

"And that's what she said he'd do, if he could pull that knot out and
slam it in again.  She figures his bone is at least eight inches long,
probably more, which means his prick ain't going to flex too much,
like a man's would.  So, if he shifts each time he goes in, he could
pretty much punch a path through whatever he hits, as long as it
wasn't a bone."

She hugged him.  "You could still kill yourself."

He shook his head.  "I gave Billy my word.  Not taking it back."

"I understand.  So what now?"

Bobby laughed.  "I take a crap, then you and Ralph shove that log up
my ass again and leave it there, until tonight, when you fist me and
loosen me up some more.  Come springtime, I'll be as ready as I can
be."

She sighed and faced her husband.  "Honey?"

"Yeah, same for me.  I got a feeling I ain't going to get done the
same way Bobby is, but I might as well do what I can to make it easier
on myself. You?"

She turned and gazed at the woods.  "Kate was being gentle.  You boys
ain't long enough to get deep enough to cause problems.  Dick's gotta
go into my womb when it's as long as his.  And that is going to be
damn painful the first few times.  Gag me good before you shove that
dildo all the way in.  It will fit, no matter what you think, and
there's no way to be gentle about it, so I'm going to scream a lot.
Leave it there and wait at least an hour before you remove it."

Ralph hugged her tightly.  "You know I don't want to hurt you."

"I know.  Hurt me now, because if you don't, and Big Boy fucks me, I'm
going to hurt a lot more.  Better the one hurting me loves me, than
hates me, or is indifferent."

"Ok.  We'll do it that way."

"Do it quick or do it slow, just be damn sure you do it, because I
don't know if I can psych myself up for it again if you fail me in
this.  Speed don't really matter none anyway, and we ain't got time
for me to work up to it slow like."

* * *

"Afternoon, Folks."

"Afternoon, Father Dinsdale.  Can you stay for dinner?"

He laughed and patted his ample belly.  "Planned on it."

They all laughed.

He sobered suddenly.  "Billy asked me to drop by.  I think you folks
know why that was."

Bobby sighed.  "Yeah, we know.  He tell you?"

The Parson shook his head.  "Said that was between him and you folks,
and up to you if you wanted to tell me anything.  Said he was being
neighborly, and givin' Bobby the chance to confess his sins if he felt
the need.  Then he said you have three to four weeks to get ready."

Father Dinsdale sighed.  "I don't know what to tell you, son.  Can't
help knowing the story, and why you're dying so young.  Not up to us
to judge another man, anyway.

"Prayed a lot, and the only answer that came to me is that you've got
one foot in Hell, for certain, and The Devil has a good grip on it.

"But one foot in, don't mean you're going.  You got a chance of seeing
heaven, still."

Bobby nodded his thanks.  "Appreciate the hope you're trying to give
me, Father.  It's going to make my decision easier to make when the
time comes."

The Father raised his eyebrows.  "Decision?  Nobody's said anything
about that."

Bobby smiled sadly.  "I have to decide it I want to die slow, or
quick."

"Ah.  That finally explains why the others looked at peace with
themselves."

"Uh huh.  And I finally understand why Terry was so calm and matter of
fact when he told me to leave and not look back.  Like he said, it
wasn't my time yet, and I'd know when it was."

The Father smiled.  "You've changed for the better son.  That's
something that can never happen too late in a man's life."

"Thanks.  Means a lot."

He got out of his chair and stepped off the porch to kneel at Father
Dinsdale's feet.

"Father?  I know it's been a long time, and I have a lot of sins to
confess. Will you hear them?"

"Of course, He will."

* * *

"Hello, Father, Sheriff.  It's time?"

"Yep.  The Father's here to administer last rites, and I'm here as a
witness so Billy don't get tried for murder, and Cassie and Big Boy
don't get hunted as dangerous man-killers.  As far as the law is
concerned, you're committin' suicide."

"You're being blunt about it, even for you."

"I'm a God fearing man, Bobby, and I know when the Lord has chosen to
administer justice in His own way.  Way I see it, you and the others
killed my daughter.  Asked Billy if I could watch your execution, but
he said no witnesses.  Doesn't want you on anyone's conscience except
his, Cassie's, and Big Boy's.  I gotta respect that, even though I
don't care for it."

"I'll miss you, Sheriff.  Appreciate you taking the time to come and
be honest with me.  Only man I know who's better than you is out there
waitin' for me."

He held out his hand, the Sheriff finally nodded and shook it.  "I
want to know you're headed for Hell, Bobby, but the Father says you
still have a chance at seeing Heaven someday.  God bless."

"God bless you too, Sheriff."

The Father gave Bobby last rites,  then sighed.  "Billy said to tell
you to strip and go to the clearing.  Said you'd know what he was
talking about, so he didn't tell me where it was."

Then he studied Bobby shrewdly.  "Jesus carried his own cross, and I
think you'll be carrying a heavier one, even though nobody else can
see it."

He pulled Bobby into a hug, then pushed him away gently.  "Time, my
son. You're in the Lord's hands, now.  Try not to forget that, no
matter what happens to you in this world."

* * *

"Mornin', Bobby."

"Mornin', Billy.   Where're Cassie and Big Boy?"

"Nearby."

Billy held up some rope and tipped his head towards a framework that
was in the middle of the clearing.  "Sorry, Bobby.  Need to truss you
up like a hog for the roast."

Bobby smiled dreamily.  "It's ok.  The frame will be my cross and Big
Boy's dick the spike that nails me to it."

Billy started, then smiled.  "Maybe you're right.  Might as well get
as comfortable as you can."

Bobby straddled it, then leaned forward until his chest was on the rod
and he was gripping the front legs.  "Good enough?"

"Scoot back a few inches more.  No point in driving the end through
the base of your dick when he buries himself.  Might go through and
hurt him.  Can't have that happen."

Bobby chuckled, scooted back, and then couldn't stop his winces when
Billy trussed him tightly enough he wouldn't move no matter how
violent things got.

"This thing's anchored pretty solid, Billy."

"Yep.  He's a big and powerful dog.  Don't want you missing out on
taking him completely.  And don't worry, all he has to do is get far
enough his knot inflates partway inside.  It will do the rest.  Count
on it, no matter how much you stretched yourself."

Bobby felt a stab of fear go through him.  "I know you, Billy.  You
didn't tell me the truth, straight, did you?"

"Nope.

"Can, now.  He's eleven inches in front, and his knot's seven across,
the long way.  Only six deep though.  I took the picture after he
started deflating.  That was another reason I didn't make a movie. You
would have known all of it, and maybe changed your mind."

"So I'll be taking about nineteen inches when he's done."

"Yep.  Maybe twenty.  He's going to be pretty excited.  Might be tied
thirty or forty minutes.  Could be less, could be longer.  Can still
make it quick and you'll never feel it."

"Good Lord made it clear.  I'm not going to beg, or ask.  If I do, I
lose my chance at heaven."

"Gotta know that once it starts, you can't change your mind.  Cassie's
justice don't have last minute reprieves."

"Didn't expect it to, and it's the Lord's Justice you're giving me,
not Cassie's."

"Have it your way.  Out of our hands, now.  Cassie and Big Boy heard
you, of course."

He paused a few seconds, then spoke gently.  "Got your eyes closed,
Bobby. Open them and raise your head so you can see why she saved you
for next to last."

Bobby gasped.  "Puppies!"

"Yep.  Eight of them.  Their birth was the first sign she was waiting
for. The second was when all their eyes were open, so they could see
what happens when one of their kind fucks a human in the ass.  If they
aren't shown what happens now, they may never learn control enough to
be allowed to help us out."

"Another reason she had to wait, too.  As soon as their eyes are open,
it's time for them to eat their first meat from a live kill."

Bobby screamed, of course, and he started to struggle wildly when Big
Boy nosed him from behind.

He was still screaming when Big Boy hunched powerfully and drove
himself home with a single stroke.

Seconds later his screams got shriller, then he gurgled and went limp.

Cassie had watched the process calmly, then she walked over, nosed
Bobby's face and licked him until he woke up.

She pulled back and watched him become aware of her presence.

He started begging her to rip his throat out, but she just sat there.
Only sign she heard him and understood what he wanted was when her
ears had shifted slightly in his direction, then she'd let her tongue
hang out in an unmistakable grin before she stood, deliberately backed
away a few steps, and then settled on her haunches again.

It was almost forty minutes later when Big Boy decided he'd had
enough, and he tore himself free from Bobby's ass.  Shit, blood and
semen sprayed everywhere, but Bobby only flinched slightly when it
happened.

Big Boy nuzzled Bobby's ass forcefully, licked it a few times, then
dipped his muzzle and engulfed Bobby's balls and prick almost gently.

That action caused Bobby to jerk his head up and he managed to scream
a single word, "NO!", before jaws clamped and a head jerked backwards
powerfully, ripping what they held, away from the body they were
attached to.

Big Boy carried what he held over, and set it in front of Cassie.

She licked his muzzle, then dipped her head and made the offering
vanish with a single gulp.

Then she tilted her head back and howled her satisfaction to the
heavens.

By the time she'd stopped, Big Boy had gently chivied the puppies over
so they could begin eating their fill.

Bobby's body quivered a few times when they started ripping away his
flesh, but that didn't last too long, and eventually, all that was
left was the framework, frayed pieces of rope, and bones that were
scattered around the clearing, plus eight sleeping puppies, Cassie,
Big Boy, and Billy, who was lying with his head on Cassie's haunch so
he wouldn't put any pressure on her distended belly.

By the following morning, all that was left in the clearing was the
blood covered framework and the few pieces of frayed rope the puppies
hadn't carried off as trophies.

And lots of piles of puppy shit, of course.

That was all the searchers ever found, and most of them were thankful
for that mercy, when they took the time to think about it.
---

End: Cassie's Revenge 5
====

Well, neighbors, 'Cassie's Revenge' is over.

Little rough in places, but ya gotta expect that in life.

And...

Well, if someone calls me a sick fuck, remember, I worked damn hard to
get you to do it!

Read it and weep.  (No fair skipping to the end!)

Just a little screwing around...

'Cassie's Revenge 6'.

That's it folks.
===

Cassie's Revenge 6
------

"Ok.  You found us, Sheriff."

"Only because you let me find you, Billy."

"True."

"How long?"

"Maybe a month or two, yet."

"Like to be there."

"Be putting your life in some pretty serious danger."

"Nothin' new about that."

"I'll try again.  Folks around here need you."

"Got a deputy.  Coming along fine."

"Revenge for what happened to Kit, worth your soul?"

" 'Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord.'  Way I see it, you and Cassie
are His hands in this world."

"Cassie and I thought you might be like that.  Kit hadn't had that
jealous streak, she would have been my wife by now."

"Thought she might.  Nice to know for certain.  Thanks."

"Welcome, Sheriff."

"I would have killed them myself, if I hadn't known you and Cassie
would have used me to replace them.  Not afraid of dying, mostly. Just
afraid of dying for no good reason."

"Yep.  Makes all this pretty stupid looking, don't it?"

"Justice can be like that, Billy."

"Yeah.  Might as well know that we already talked it over."

"Always struck me as being a prudent man, Billy."

There was shared laughter, and finally Billy nodded.  "You got one
chance to live through this."

"I'll do whatever it takes, to see Ralph's soul off to Hell."

"Come naked, and be ready to spend at least twenty four hours in a
tree. Don't bring anything.  We'll see that you're fed, and do our
best to keep the puppies from climbing the tree to bring you down."

At that the Sheriff's eyebrows went up, then they came down and he
shrugged. "Imagine you'll tell me why these puppies can climb trees,
when you're ready to?"

"Yep."

"Good enough for me."

He turned and walked away without looking back, so he didn't see the
small gesture Billy made before a shadow that wasn't the Sheriff's own
followed him to the edge of town, then paused before it vanished into
the undergrowth, leaving behind only a single huge paw print.

* * * 

It was raining when Billy walked into the jail house and studied the
man who was sweeping the floor.

The man didn't pause in his work, or look up.  "Wasting your time,
trying to sneak up on me, Billy."

"Wasn't trying.  As for sneakin', check out cell five, then let me
know the next time you see me."

"Just swept it five minutes ago.  Wasn't anything there that shouldn't
be."

"Is now."

The Sheriff shrugged and started to turn.  "Anything..."

Nothing.

He shrugged and went back to his sweeping.  When he was done he put
everything away and checked cell five.

There was a note on the pillow.

"Time.  Day after tomorrow, dawn, and all three of you naked when you
leave Ralph's.  You know where.  Cassie found a tree she can't climb,
and it's too big for the puppies to chew through in less than a week.
Front row seat."

The Sheriff laughed, thought about it, then dated the note, put it in
an envelope and wrote on the outside:  'Open if I don't show up for
work within five days'.

Then he dated the envelope and put it in the safe.

He went and found his deputy, handed him the keys, and spoke
conversationally.  "There's an envelope in the safe.  Open it before
you should, and if Billy and Cassie don't kill you, I will.  Won't
leave my people's welfare in the hands of a stupid man."

The deputy shivered, then nodded.  "Time?"

"Yep.  If I ain't back in five days, it's all yours.  They're lettin'
me watch, and I may not survive the experience."

"Yessir.  Hope you survive to tell me about it."

"So do I."

He strode away, and the deputy just shook his head and smiled, then
went back to what he'd been doing.

* * *

The air was chill, and the three naked people in the center of the
clearing started shivering as the sweat dried on their motionless
bodies.

"Over here, Sheriff.  Ralph, you and Gail stay where you are."

Ralph barely heard him, and he had no desire to move, anyway.  Big Boy
had just stepped into the clearing and settled on his haunches.

He'd seen the pictures, of course, but now that he got to see the
powerful body that carried that huge penis, in person, he knew that
even if Bobby's asshole had been virginal, there would have been no
stopping whatever Big Boy decided to do.

Billy held a heavy robe and a hank of rope.  "We figured you'd
appreciate this, and Ralph isn't going to need it any more.  Let me
boost you up, then I'll toss it to you and you can get comfortable
after you get about twenty feet up.  Be a good idea to tie yourself to
the trunk.  You fall, and you'll be dead, of course.  Nothing any of
us could do to save you."

He boosted the Sheriff up so he could grab a branch, tossed the robe
and rope up when the Sheriff held out his hands, then waited patiently
until the man had settled.

Then Billy stripped,  turned to face the clearing, and settled with
his back against the tree.  "Ok, Cassie.  He's settled."

She barked peremptorily, and five young dogs and three young bitches
scampered out of the undergrowth to arrange themselves in a ring
around Ralph and Gail.

Then she settled between Billy's legs and started gently licking his
erection.

Billy laughed and stroked her head briefly, then looked up.  "You can
turn around, Ralph, Gail.  It's safe enough.  They're good kids, and
mom here told them to sit there until one of us says otherwise."

When Ralph's eyes widened, Billy nodded seriously.  "Thought you might
like to know for certain, what you never bothered to ask about, or
confirm.

"Anyway, what's been done, is in the past.  We're concerned with the
present."

Billy smiled and looked down briefly, and when his head came up Ralph
flinched backwards when he saw the feral glint in Billy's eyes.

"Only got one question, Ralph.  Quick or slow?"

Ralph shrugged.  "Quick."

Billy smiled.  "Figured you'd think that way.  Bobby had more balls.
He went slow.  Say goodbye to your husband, Gail."

She nodded, and Ralph had just enough time to realize she had a hungry
look to her when she kneed his crotch with all her strength.

He screamed from the pain, then doubled over and fell sideways after
his hands went to his crotch to cradle his rapidly swelling balls and
penis.

When he caught his breath and stared at her, she shrugged and spat in
his face.  "I'll see you in Hell, for what you've forced me to do, to
save myself."

Then she turned and went over to kneel and hug Big Boy, who thumped
his tail happily and licked her face gently.

She giggled, then turned so she could look at Ralph, who was watching
her with a stunned and hurt look.  "Mind you, if you hadn't done what
you did, I wouldn't have met Big Boy, and learned he's a better man
than you ever would have been."

She moved suddenly, and went to her hands and knees in front of Big
Boy. "Better lover, too."

Big Boy leaned forward, nosed her, and Ralph moaned in dawning horror
when she pushed backwards with a fierceness he thought she'd only
given his attentions.

She was grinning now, and spoke gently, with the tones of a love that
Ralph knew was far deeper than the love she'd given him.  "I'm ready."

Big Boy stood, licked her a few times, then casually covered her body
with his while he stared meaningfully at Ralph.

He never broke eye contact while his haunches moved carefully as he
lined himself up.  Then with a slow tenderness Ralph would have said
was impossible, Big Boy slowly hunched himself into her.

Ralph finally came to himself, a little.  "He'll kill you if he ties."

Gail smirked.  "He hasn't yet.  Been letting him tie with me since
about a week after you and Bobby first jammed that dildo into me and
left it there. Sure, I was out looking for food for the table, but I
was looking for something else, too.  Besides, help like he and Cassie
give a person don't come free, and a woman pays her debts, if she
wants to sleep at night."

Haunches flexed suddenly, and she moaned briefly, then panted heavily
for almost a minute before she recovered enough to look at Ralph
again.  "He's tied, asshole, and all I feel is love, the kind of love
that you gave me, before you held Billy and let your friends beat
him."

She moved her head slightly and shifted her attention to Billy and
Cassie. "Don't worry about me.  I'm safe in the..."

She giggled.  "Legs of my lover."

Billy laughed and something in his laughter jerked Ralph's head
around.  "And I'm safe in the jaws of mine."

He gestured in Ralph's direction.  "It's time, Ralph.  You're
surrounded by eight cases of rampaging teen hormones.  Now, it's going
to be a few years before the bitches can have puppies, so the eight of
them have been experimenting on their own for awhile."

"Thing is, they gotta learn how to fuck humans, too, and not kill or
injure them while they do it.

"That's where you come in."

Billy petted Cassie's head, and spoke tenderly.  "Two reasons Gail and
I are already doing our thing with Cassie and Big Boy.  Good parents
do their longest lasting work when they teach by example.  They may
not look like they're doing it, but the kids have been watching pretty
intently while Cassie's been working me, and when Big Boy tied with
Gail."

"The other reason is a little more practical.  If they weren't fucking
us, the kids would try, and while they know the theory, they haven't
practiced, yet.  This way, they'll leave us alone and we'll live
through this.  Pack thing.  Not any different than coming home and
seeing your parents fucking after a tease left you with a bad case of
blue balls.  No matter how horny you were, you just didn't try to join
in unless you were invited.  Works the same way here, and that's why
we treed the Sheriff.  Anybody tries for him, they'd have to go
through Cassie and me, and hopefully, that will keep them sensible
about it."

Ralph shivered, then glared at Billy.  "I get your drift.  The kids
are going to practice on me, right?"

"Yep.  You'd better scream out before you really hurt.  They'll back
off quick if you do that.  They're smart, but they don't understand
how tender we are, yet." 

Ralph looked at the eight quivering bodies that surrounded his prone
body and shivered again.

"You promised it would be quick.  You going back on your word?"

Billy moaned as he suddenly orgasmed, then, after it was over he
chuckled and watched Ralph.  "Sorry,  Got distracted.  What was your
question?"

"I asked you if you was goin' back on your word.  You promised me my
death would be quick."

Billy nodded seriously.  "Funny thing about 'quick', Ralph.  It's got
no specific time attached to it.  See, it's a relative thing.  To a
man who knows he's going to die in a few hours, a few seconds or even
a few minutes is quick.  But to a man who's been dying for over two
years?  Well, let's face it, takin' a whole day would be a quick
death, wouldn't it?"

Ralph went white, and Billy laughed kindly.  "Relax.  You ain't going
to take that long.  You know how kids are, especially horny ones who
ain't thinking with their heads.  At some point there's going to be an
argument about who gets you next, or one of them will lose control and
bite your neck.  Hell, you might even wind up dealing with a bitch who
orgasms and cuts your prick off when her jaws lock on it while she's
suckling.

"Man can't predict when something like that will happen, but it will,
eventually.

"Survive long enough, and at some point you're going to quit thinking,
and try to force one off, or even try to kill it, since we're leaving
you your crutch.

"Hell, you could try to kill one of them right now, and if you do, no
hard feelings.  Nature's way to cull the stupid ones.  Even humans do
it, sometimes."

Billy grinned.  "You'll last awhile, anyway, because the bitches get
to work you over first.  Won't be a problem if you try to fuck them
either.  They're willing to learn, after all, and won't mind if all of
you wind up in a big pile of humping bodies.

"Eventually, though, it will be the boys' turns, and that means you
get fucked at least once each."

He watched Ralph's eyes, and finally Ralph nodded.  "So what you're
saying is that I live as long as I live, and because of how long you
folks have been harrying me, my death will be 'quick'."

"Right.  One other thing.  You try to deliberately hurt them and you
could change to prey in the blink of an eye, and I know you're
thinking that could be a good thing, right?"

Ralph nodded his head.  "You saying I should reconsider?"

"Definitely.  Ever since Big Boy killed Bobby by fucking him to death,
the kids have been amusing themselves by fucking their prey to death,
once they started getting erections.  Going to be a problem when they
try to kill you, because you made it a point to stretch yourself, with
Gail's willing help, so you wouldn't take as much damage if Big Boy
fucked you.

"They decide to just fuck you to death, you could take a day or more
to die, because they're not big enough to do you any internal damage."

Billy grinned again.  "I'd say you got a problem, because as soon as
you try to do some damage to yourself, they're going to pin you down.
Folks might call it rape, but hey, they gotta learn what happens when
they do that, too.

"Slice it any way you like, but no matter how you slice it, you're
probably going to live at least most of the day, and you're going to
teach our kids a hell of a lot about bestiality."

Billy shrugged and looked at Gail.  "How you doin', Love?"

She giggled.  "Settin' a good example, Honey.  He's excited, and
figures he'll be tied for at least an hour."

Ralph went white.  "They actually talk to you?"

"Yep.  Tried to tell you they ain't dogs.  They're people.  Not from
around here.  Got stranded somehow, and can't go back to where they
came from, until we build some stuff we ain't got yet.

"Best I can tell it, is that these bodies are like clothing to them.
They wear them for awhile, then change 'em when they get worn out.  We
get done here, they're taking us home to meet the rest of the folks
and so we can all raise our families.  Be awhile before we return
home, if we ever do."

Billy smiled and petted Cassie for awhile before he looked at Ralph
again. "What you see here, is something special.  Don't happen but
maybe once every century or so.  Conditions got to be just right
before they'll let themselves have kids.  Strange folks in a way. They
don't grab just anyone when they teach the kids about sex with humans.
Got to be people who deserve to die, at least two of them, because the
first thing they have to learn is what can happen when they loose
control and fuck a human in the ass.  Then, there has to be another
human around so they can get some practice doing it themselves and
learn how to be gentle about it.  Won't let the kids practice with
humans they already know.  We're special to them.  Any women they
accept get tested. If they survive getting fucked and tied with,
they're family.  Same for guys who fuck the females.  We can't marry
just any woman.  She has to be someone who goes in willingly, like
Gail did.  Gail survived, so she got to decide if she wanted to stay
with me, or not.

"She did.  I told you she'd be taken care of.  Just didn't say who
would be doing it."

Suddenly he smiled.  "Well look at that.  Someone's getting impatient
and sneaking up on you so she gets there first."

He raised his voice.  "Go for it, girl.  Time for your lessons.  Be as
gentle as you can."

Her nose nudged Ralph's penis and he froze.

When her tongue touched it tentatively, he screamed, then started
panting heavily while she explored him.

It wasn't long before the other two bitches joined her.

At that point Billy laughed and Gail joined him before she caught her
breath and spoke gently while she watched Ralph's rigid body.  "Every
man's fantasy. Honey, you ought to be enjoying yourself."

She grinned, even though Ralph couldn't see it.

"After all, you're getting loved to death."

* * *

Epilogue:

The Sheriff studied the bottom of his beer mug moodily, then sighed
and leaned back to stare out the window next to his table.

"Evening, Hank.  Doc Kate said I'd find you here.  She was sorta
worried about you for some reason.  Hey, that reminds me. She's got
herself a dog. Good looking one, too.  Ought to sire some fine
puppies.  Wandered into her office and adopted her while you were
gone.  Refuses to leave her side.

"Oh, yeah.  Glad to see you survived.  Must be quite a story.  People
are wondering when the funeral will be held."

"Good to be back.  Tell 'em they can hold the service any time they
want. Ain't going to be a body to worry about."

"Sorta expected that.  Billy tell you what happened to Bobby's?"

"Yep."

"Right.  Nunya, huh?"

"Exactly.  Tell me what you see when you look out that window.  Take
your time."

"You're in a funny mood, Hank."

"Yep."

"Uhh...  Hank?  I saw a dog in the back of your pickup.  It looked
right at me and grinned before it jumped out.  Then it opened the
passenger door and got in.  Sittin' there like it has a right to be.
Reminds me of something, but I can't place it."

"Yep.  Should.  That's one of Cassie's sisters.  One that adopted Kate
is one of her brothers."

"Umm."

"Yep.  Billy's whole family is going away for a quick visit with some
folks. Someone's gotta do what Billy and Cassie used to do during the
winter.  We got the job."

"Thought you said it was a quick visit."

"Yep.  Funny thing about quick.  It ain't got no specific time
attached to it."

"You been spendin' too much time with Billy, Hank.  Startin' to sound
like him."

"Not surprisin'.  Learned it from him while I was sittin' twenty feet
up a tree, and watching Ralph die."

"Yeah?"

Hank set his badge on the table.  "This is yours, now.  So's my place
if you want it.  Billy offered us his place, and we accepted."

"We?"

"Me and...  Susan."

"Susan?"

"The bitch in my truck."

"Ah.  Why the hesitation?"

"Been in my life less than a day.  Had to pull her name out of the
back of my head."

"How'd he die?"

"He died quick, like he asked for."

"Shame, that."

"You ain't thinkin'.  What's quick, to a man who's been dying for over
two years?"

"You sayin'?"

"Yep.  Just after dawn, to full dark.  Too quick, but it did give me,
Billy, and Gail quite of bit of time to chat."

"Gail?  She's alive?"

"Yep.  You'll do all right.  Not a lot going on, so take your time and
get yourself a good deputy."

"I'll do that."
.
.
.
"Hank?"
.
.
.
"I'll be damned.  All I can see are taillights.  Wouldn't have
believed he could move that fast."
====

End: Cassie's Revenge 6
End: Cassie's Revenge

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