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Subject: The Real Thing
Date: Wed, 21 Mar 2007 20:33:14 -0700
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The Real Thing
I have seen the real thing. In it was a small girl, thin and bony
being pummeled to death by a large Mexican man in a shack or possibly
a basement. She had wispy blond hair and really white skin. The
bruises that formed on her body contrasted greatly with her skin kinda
like purple flowers blooming all over. Her teeth were knocked out and
her mouth became a bloody maw of torn flesh and gums. Her eyes became
swollen to the point where she looked almost alien. She screamed until
her voice was a whisper although she was choking on vomit and blood to
the point that it no longer mattered. Where ever they were it must
have been in the middle of nowhere, because for a while her screaming
was so loud it started to register simply as a loud reverberation on
the audio or the room was incredibly sound proof. Eventually, the
man's blows started to break her bones in her chest, arms, legs, and
face. The sickly crunching sound of bones breaking became a surreal
instrumental to her wheezing and moaning. Every now and then the
silent man would grab her head and thrust it toward the camera as if
to say, "Here. This is what you want, isn't it?" I thought the girl
was dead until the camera zoomed in showing her chest slowly rising
and falling. The large man (and I say large because the only
comparison I had was the girl) raised his boot over the girl's chest
and then ground it down into her eventually putting all of his weight
onto her broken ribs crushing her bones into her organs. He reached
down and twisted her nose until it broke into three distinct pieces.
The man stood up then slammed his foot down onto her slightly open jaw
not only dislocating it, but also shattering it into a couple of
pieces. Her tongue lolled out like a thick worm, and I thought to
myself, "So that's what the real thing is like." However, of course
you probably have guessed...this was only the beginning.
The Mexi unzipped his trousers and pulled out his large uncut cock
which was pulsating at this point. Like an Anaconda's head probing a
dark hole he slid it into her broken mouth. I kept wondering whether
or not the shattered teeth would scrape him, but even if they did he
was clearly enjoying the moment. Once he was deep enough the Mexi
began to throat fuck her ferociously. It was so intense it was hard to
tell whether she was still alive and vomiting or he was simply rooting
out the blood and vomit clogging her throat. Either way he grunted
then pulled out squirting his cum onto her face right into her half
open eyes of which only the whites were visible at this point. The
large Mexi stepped out of frame to retrieve what looked like a Bowie
knife once he stepped back into frame. To my astonishment the girl
rolled slightly to her side and was puking up the blood and cum. It
was coming through not only her mouth but also her nose. It was weird
cause she didn't try to wipe her eyes or anything, her head just kinda
trembled as she retched. The Mexi watched her with probably as much
surprise as I was, but then suddenly he thrust the knife into her
chest. She spasmed, spitting filth into his face which instead of
pissing him off seemed to please him because he smiled and licked his
lips. He put his heel onto her shoulder and ripped the blade down
opening up a black hole into her chest. A moment later, blood poured
out drenching his face as he leaned in close pulling the wound open
even wider. He reached underneath her rib cage which was clearly
visible at this point and started to pull out her organs. His hands
covered in viscera he would tug on his once again engorged cock
readying it for what ever would lie next.
Holding the knife in one hand, he grasped the girl by her shoulders
and rolled her remains on top of himself. For a moment, he lied on his
back with her lying on top of him. Then, his arm started to move below
her and next thing I know the knife was cutting through the flesh of
her back from the inside. The Mexi was thrusting his tongue into her
mouth like a passionate lover would as he worked the knife through her
back. His other hand slid out of one of the cuts and started to grab
flaps of skin pulling and tearing or just holding it so he could cut
it off with the Bowie knife. Once her spine was exposed, his fingers
massaged seemingly every vertebrae almost like he was playing a
macabre instrument. Through another hole in her back his cock
rhythmically pumped in and out. This time he came an even more copious
amount of seed, like a mad sprinkler his cock coated her buttocks and
back with cum. He repositioned her so that they were in profile for
the camera yet still in the same position. He sucked her tongue into
his mouth and then bit down thrashing his head backwards as he pulled
it out further then bit it off completely and chewed on it. His tongue
licked in and out of the wounds on her face sucking in her teeth which
sat in them like pearls in a broken shell. He would spit them out like
hayseeds then continue to lick her face even her nostrils which made
me queasy when his lips covered them and he slurped, hard, gulping
down the vile contents. He opened his mouth wide and engulfed one of
her incredibly swollen eyes into his mouth. He rolled his lips back,
exposing his teeth then slowly bit down into her flesh. Eventually,
the pressure was too much and the clotted blood burst forth into his
mouth. Once the bleeding subsided, I could see her eye once again
staring blankly into nothingness. His tongue explored the surface of
her eyeball, but he seemingly chose to leave it intact. I guess he
liked the idea of her watching him destroy her even in death. Suffice
it to say, he did this with the other swollen eye, too.
The Mexi rolled her onto her back and then cradled her as if they
were two lovers sharing a tender moment during a night of love making
under a star kissed sky. Regaining his stamina, the Mexi finally stood
up and while holding the Bowie knife in one hand circled the corpse.
He grabbed her head and then decapitated her. He sliced off her
nipples then both dugs. He stabbed her pubic mound so many times when
he was finished you couldn't even tell whether she shaved or not
(which she didn't.) After the man cut off her limbs...once he was left
with a pile of fleshly ruins he spit into his hand and rubbed off
another orgasm, every now and then reaching down with his free hand
grasping a handful of bloody tissue massaging his balls and the base
of his cock with it. The last orgasm having been achieved in the
privacy of her asshole, an almost tender final moment between two
passing strangers who became lovers one star kissed night. The man
rose. Standing amidst the carnage he looked down ruefully upon his
work. The Mexi looked up momentarily, then the scene cut to black then
to blue. I was left sitting there watching a blue screen listening to
my own breathing and thinking one simple thought...in the end, what
was he feeling as he stood drenched in the ruins of another human
being?