FEEDING POPULATION CONTROL

   We had a good life and a nice house before the war. Tom and I both had good jobs and we had two girls and a boy and everything was wonderful. Our goddamn leaders told us we needed to go to war to protect ourselves from the plans of our neighbors and to preserve our way of life and we believed them and cheered as the news of the suprise attacks came in. The first days of the war went well and we expected to win quickly. It was clear that our enemys where not ready for battle and they took heavy loses at first but slowly the tide turned and we began to lose both men and ground. We tried to settle our differences but they were too enraged to talk peace and it soon became clear that it was war to the knife and that to the hilt. Our forces were forced back and ground down untill there was no choice but to give up. Our country was to be destroyed and we were to be moved to some other location to start over with little more than the clothes on our backs and what we could carry in  our hands. My home would be given to someone else and we would be given new jobs and living quarters and told to shut up and get over it. 
    The day came when the buses stopped outside and we were told to place our luggage in the truck parked behind them. Tom and Billy went into one bus and the girls and I were loaded into the other along with our friends and neighbors and we left our lives behind.
It was explained to us we would go to a processing center and would be rejoined later at our new home. The center was a new building, very large, with high fences and guard towers. As we unloaded we were ordered to disrobe and place our clothes in marked bags for later use. Nudity was both for cleanlyness and security but it was only for a short while we were told. We ended up in a holding cell with about a hundred other women and girls. There was several of these areas and about half of them were full. We had not been given lunch and as suppertime approched we asked about food and were told that the truck bringing it had broken down but we would be fed as soon as possable. I noticed men in guard uniforms walking by and looking at our nude bodys but it didn't seem worth worrying about. I mean our whole lives were being destroyed and the fact that a few men were seeing us nude seemed a minor concern. How wrong I was. One of them motioned me over to the bars and asked me if the  girls with me were mine and what was our last name. I answered and he checked a list he had and called to another guard and had us handcuffed and led out of the pen. As we left the cell a chain was fastened about our necks and he led us away. There had been a change of plans he said and we were going to recieve special handling. We were taken to a large room with cabinets lining the wall and hooks and padeyes on the other walls and ceiling. At one end there was some kind of hatch in the floor and the whole thing was either tile or plastic and there were several floor drains. I was trying to tell myself there was a simple reason for it all but I couldn't think of it. The chain was removed from our necks and we were sat in wooden chairs secured to the floor and belted in with auto seatbelts. With our hands cuffed behind our backs and the buckle in front we were secured very well and could only wait and wonder.
    As we waited I watched ourselves in the mirror on the opposite wall and looked at my two girls bound next to me. I'm fourty, five feet four inches tall, blond ,blue eyes, a still nice shape [even after three kids] with large breasts and full hips. My breasts do sag a bit and are baby chewed but still firm and proud. I keep myself shaven because Tom likes it and to tell the truth so do I. Molly the oldest girl is sixteen and a smaller version of myself except for her green eyes and more compact body, tits and ass not quite as large and still with that wonderful bounce and firmness of youth. Karen is my youngest at twelve and looks more like Tom, tall and slender, dark hair and eyes, she is only just turning into a woman and still has that coltish look about her. She has breasts that are just forming and that carry small light pink nipples and her figure is just starting to fill out with curves. She has only a little pubic fuzz and is quite proud of it. I look at us and wor ry about bad things- this room offers just too many suggestions of things I really do not want to think about and the three of us would be fine toys for any rapist. There is something about the way everything has gone today that makes me uneasy- we are not guilty of anything nor are we violent so why the chains and cuffs? Or why do we sit here nude, why are the males and females split up, the whole thing just does not quite fit and that bothers me.
    The door opens and the same guard enters and I am relived to see he is with a woman also in uniform. Maybe now we shall learn something [ be careful of what you wish for ]. Without a word they both disrobe and she slides the mirrors back to expose a large screen tv and turns it on. The picture shows a large empty room with walls that look like metal and two large steel doors almost like vault doors. The floor is covered with dark stains and the walls are scarred from something and there is a large hatch in the floor by one wall. The man tells us to watch what we have been spared from and not speak untill it is over. One of the doors opens and people are herded in. With a shock I realise it is the group that we were part of, neighbors and friends, I see Sally and her daughter Sam , old Mrs. Grompers, Betty and her niece Mary, people who lived with us, my daughter's friends and their mothers. The door closes and they stand looking somewhat confused and lost. I have a really  bad feeling and try to look away but my eyes keep coming back to watch. The sound comes on and I hear the murmer of voices and the cries of the few small kids in the group. I glance at my girls and note the shock and doupt in their faces and hope they will not be forced to watch what I fear is coming. Little openings appear in the walls under the few odd windows and small pipes poke through them. Horror fills me as I realise they are not pipes but are guns and before I can tell the girls to close their eyes the room is filled with the sounds of gunfire and screams. The bullets fly and strike people low - gutshots and worse. The blood flies and I see my friends torn apart by the wicked lead. It is nothing like the movies, no neat little holes with a small amount of blood but rather small explosions that blast open bodys and rip organs and shatter bones. Pieces of my friends fly and splatter and guts hang out and spill their contents. Little Sam is hit in the crotch and falls  screaming and as Sally bends over to help her head is shattered and her body falls across Sam's. A few women have turned back to the door and as they beat on it the slugs tear into their backs and asses and they pile up. The gunfire slows as targets fall and soon there is only a few still standing. The faces are filled with shock and horror and the reality of what is happening fixes them in place as easy targets and single shots drop them screaming to join the rest. The floor is covered with moaning bodys and the gunports close as the other large door opens. Two men carrying pistols enter but they make no effort to end any of the suffering instead they just stand by the door as the roar of a large engine is heard. The floor hatch opens and a machine like a bulldozer but with tires enters through the door and drops it's blade and pushes the piles of still living bodys toward the hole. We watch as desperate women and girls try to crawl clear. A few manage to get to their feet  but are quickly shot down by the two guards and soon the only sound is the rumble of the killer machine as the last few bodys fall through the hole. The men and the dozer leave and a system of pipes and nozzles flush the killing floor clean and the hatch closes leaving little clues as to what just happened here.
    Molly is looking at me and her eyes plead for me to somehow make it go away. Karen is covered with her own vomit and sits sobbing and I am sure my face shows my shock and horror as well. The man is standing in front of us with a large erection and informs us to call them god and goddess for they now rule both our world and our lives. We are called vile names and promised that we will pay for the actions of our country. Every man, woman, and child that lived there will pay with their lives and our country will no longer exist except as a lesson to others never to repete our actions. We have been spared only because god decided we looked like fun and we were now in a recreation room where we would be used as fucktoys but by morning we too would be dead. My hope that the woman somehow was a good thing was dashed by her statement that she was looking foward to raping little Karen and hoped that I would enjoy the show. I begged for my childern's lives or if they could not be s pared at least for their deaths to be quick and clean. Do whatever you like to me I pleaded but spare my girls please. For my answer I was removed from the chair and thrown face first to the floor where goddess smeared my ass with something and god impaled me on his cock. Tom and I had had anal sex once in a while but it had been slow and gentle and did nothing to prepare me for this violent and painful intrusion. His cock threatened to tear me open as surely as the bullets had my friends as he pounded away. Over my screams I could hear the cries of my kids as they watched. I turned my face toward the girls and watched as goddess unbuckled Karen and I screamed for her to leave her alone. I was rewarded for my motherly concern by a blow the back of my head and the warning never to try to order them not to do anything. By the time my vision cleared god was spending himself in my ass and little Karen was washed off and being tied to rings on the floor - on her back and spread e agled and tied by her wrists and ankles. He got off me and I tried to rise and go to my little baby but god kicked me in the ribs and knocked me back to the floor. As I lay gasping and feeling the broken ribs grate he hooked a hoist to my cuffs and lifted me untill my feet were off the floor. My whole weight was on my shoulders and it felt like my arms were being pulled from my body. I was bent over and the pain blocked out everything except the fear for my girls. He went to Molly and forced her to open her mouth and lick and suck his cock clean of my shit as he played with her tits. She was able to clean him but as he stepped away she vomited and just sagged foward to sob and moan. Meanwhile goddess had finished tying Karen and was looking in the cabinets and removing things but I couldn't tell what. She dumped a pile of things on a counter and walked over to me and asked if I had taught my girls any useful sexual tricks. Like eating pussy or licking assholes or anything el se like that. God joked they sure as hell never learned how to give a good blow job so if they knew anything it must be pussy licking. When I didn't answer she guessed it was up to them to educate the little sluts as I had not been nice enought to spare them the extra work. They went to Karen and told her to pay close attention as there would be a test. God went down between Karen's slender thighs and spread her little pussy lips apart and kissed them. I could see Karen's face as her rape started and I forced myself to look there instead of watching what he was doing but the goddess noticed and forced me to watch what was being done to my baby's most private parts. He soon was fully engaged with the oral rape and I could see the juices dripping to the floor. He slowed and started over as the goddess explained to Karen what he was doing and how he was doing it. It only took them a few minutes to instruct her in the art of eating pussy and when they were done goddess announced  test time and turning her back to god she sat on Karen's face and ordered her show what she had learned. I could see the first attempts by her to please the woman but they were not enough and goddess grabbed a handfull of hair and pulled Karen's head up untill her whole mouth and nose were forced into the womans gash. I was forced to watch as her efforts to please turned into a struggle for air for the cunt lips had cut off any hope of breathing. Karen fought for air and her movements pleased the bitch for she soon was spreading cunt juices across the small face and I feared that in her passion she wouldn't remember to let Karen breathe. I needn't have worried for she dropped her hold and as the girl gasped for air told her now that she knew what to do she could do on her own. God and I watched as she pleasured the older woman for what seemed like hours and when goddess climaxed she almost smothered Karen again. Goddess patted her small toy and praised her as a natural born  cunt licker and got to her feet to rumage through the pile of stuff and when she returned she was wearing a strapon dildo that was a foot long and almost two inches across. I told you I was looking foward to raping your little cunt lapper and now the show starts. God inserted his fingers in the tiny slit and lifted her ass fron the floor and stuffed a pad under it so that she was more easly entered. I saw that at least she was still wet fron his eating her so she would not be dry fucked by that monster dildo. He warned goddess that there was a hyman so she would need to break it but she offered him the chance to do it because she would not be able to feel it break and he could. Thanking her he went down on Karen again and ate her tender pussy some more before moving up and slowly pushing his now hard dick into the virgin slit. I could tell when he hit the cherry for Karen gasped and he stopped sliding in. I thought he would pull back and thrust in quickly to break through b ut he just kept increasing the pressure. The only thing that happened was the cries from the little girl got more pain filled as the pressure increased. Then suddenly he was buried deep in her and she let out a wail that tore my heart. He gave himself the pleasure of soaking in her for a bit and then followed with a few thrusts in and out of her bleeding pussy before pulling out and moving away. I watched as he took his cock that was covered with Karen's virgin blood to Molly and again required her to clean it with her mouth and then to continue with a real blow job. In the meantime the woman lay beween Karen's legs and without any warning cruely thrust that huge dildo deep into her already ravaged little pussy. Her screams soon faded into just moans of pain and I knew she was taking severe damage from that oversized wooden cock. The blood pool on the floor grew in size as goddess hammered away at a pace no real prick could have stood and I feared she would fuck my baby to d eath before my eyes. The man left the warmth of Molly's mouth and squatting down used his fingers to pleasure the bitch as she tried to kill the girl. She started to groan with excitement and increased her efforts untill the long wail of her climax filled the room and she went limp on the body of my daughter. When she got up the killer prick was stained with even more blood than his prick had been and I could watch as the puddle at Karens crotch grew larger from the internal injuries she had suffered. Her wimpers proved she still lived but she was badly hurt and the bonds that kept me from going to her burned as if they were red hot. I tried to comfort her but was silenced with a punch that broke my jaw and sent teeth flying. When my vision cleared the woman was holding my hair and with her face only inches from mine told me the only reason I was still alive was so I could watch and enjoy the destruction and deaths of my kids and that was all I would be allowed to do, that a nd maybe be destroyed a little bit myself. The man laid down and slid under Karen's legs and with a hard push forced his cock into her little asshole. The pain caused her to scream weakly and to try to move away but she was forced to endure the ugly anal rape. After he had gotten himself nicely started he told the woman to get going because she was tight and he wouldn't last long. As I wondered what he ment the bitch again sat on Karen's face and pulled it tightly against her cunt and held it there. Once again I was forced to watch as my littlest one was fighting for air but somehow I knew this time she would lose and become the first of us to die.  I  was shocked to find myself hoping it would end that way for I would rather see her dead than suffering and I knew that the savage rapes she had undergone had already done more damage that she could survive without medical help. Still the pain of being hung by my wrists behind my back and from my injuries faded to nothing as I  was engulfed be the agony of watching her being murdered before my eyes. In spite of her hurts and bonds she fought bravely  and struggled for a long time before she came to the unavoidable end and she was reduced to twitches and shudders that weakened as I watched. Both of those sadistic bastards used her death struggles for their own pleasures and by the time she had quit moving both of them were gasping for air after the stress of their orgasms. As the three of the lay in a pile I tried to convince myself that there were still signs of life in that small body but my hopes were soon dashed. They stood up and he took a broomstick with a pointed end and with a series of poking motions jammed it into the poor bloody opening and rammed it in untill I could see it moving at the base of her throat. Her now lifeless body was untied and dragged over to the floor hatch and left there to be thrown out like so much garbage later. 
    Our tormentors took a break and each had a bottle of beer. As they relaxed and drank they talked about what had just happened and made plans. We listened as they gloried in the awful death they had visited on my little Karen, describing it as awesome and great and one for the best ever and it tore my heart to hear them enjoy describing and reliving the terrible things that they had done to my sweet little baby. They moved away as the talk turned to what was waiting for us but the few words I could hear filled me with dread. There was a search for things to hurt us with and when the beer was gone the bottles were jammed up both my cunt and ass. the one in my pussy was jammed in untill it bottomed against my cervix and the one in my ass was pushed in untill my abused ass ring snapped shut behind it. When I fought against the acts I was slapped and told to stop or they would stick them in and break them and see how I liked a broken glass fuck. After abusing me with the bottl es it was Molly's turn and she screamed as she was removed from her chair and strapped over a heavy sawhorse to await whatever totures were planned. I hoped that she had enjoyed making love at least once before she used and abused and murdered but couldn't think of any boy that she liked that well. The goddess of death [ that's how I now thought of her ] told her partner that this one was all his to enjoy because it was too old and filled out to really turn her on, besides after the last one anything would be a letdown. With a smile he allowed that was why he had chosen us, each of my girls was perfect for one of them and the fact that mom could be forced to watch was only icing on the cake.
Rubbing a handfull of grease over and in both of Molly's holes he toyed with her, pushing a finger or two in each hole or both at once. Molly fought and cried but that only increased his pleasure and he soon was filling her with three or four at a time. With a quick movement he removed his hands and stepped in to jam his cock into her virgin ass. There was no effort to ease it in or to give the girl a chance to relax, just a sudden push that left him buried to the hilt followed by a hard pounding rape of the tender hole. When her screams had died and were replaced by grunts every time he hit bottom he changed tactics and pulled out only to jam into her pussy. The red color that mixed with the brown shit on his dick showed that like her sister she too would know only rape and pain and never experence the tender love that was hers by right. He moved beween the two holes as he fucked and every change caused new pains for Molly. This was his third fuck in only a couple of hours s o he was able to make it long and rough and hard but it did end as  he blew his load inside her and pulled out. Once more he forced her to clean his filthy tool before he moved her so she was sitting on the horse with the crossbar beween her legs and her entire weight resting on her ravaged crotch. Her ankles were tied to rings in the floor so there was no way she could fall off the horse and then her proud firm tits were wipped with a wire. Each stroke left a line of blood as her tender skin parted under the impact of the wire. When her breasts were nothing but ground meat a steel rod was stabbed through each of them and cables were attached to lift her from the horse without unhooking her ankles fron the floor. 
The wire whip was then used on her legs and to my horror the lines of blood were allowed to move up untill her pussy was being turned into a bloody ruin to match her breasts. The beating lasted untill her whole body was raw and even included her face. God I saw the wire tear her eyes and listened as her screams lost any human quality and became raw sounds torn from the bottom of her soul. His arm tired and his cock was stiff when she was lowered and dumped on the floor to lay almost lifeless. He dropped and not caring which hole he used raped her again for what I realised was the last time. The woman had been busy doing something and as he finished and left her the bitch dumped a bucket of water on the ripped body. It must have been salt laden or something for it made Molly release a fresh series of inhuman noises and thrash around like she was being shocked. When she had used up her small reserves they rolled her onto her stomach and god busied himself beween her legs but I  could not see what he was doing. He stood up and hend the end of a gray and pink tube in his hand and hooked it to the hoist. My God it was her colon and as I watched it was slowly being pulled from her body. She tried to crawl away from the pain and the bastard stopped the hoist and let her go . Unable to understand what was happening she continued to crawl and thus pulled it out herself. It lasted forever but she did reach the end and as she tried to crawl further the string of guts stopped her but she kept trying and wimpering. The couple from hell watched and wondered if she had the guts to do it again but soon tired of the game and cut it loose where in left her ass and removed it from the hoist. Molly was too far gone to be any futher fun and was killed by a deep cut across her throat and had her body dumped by her sister's.
    Now it was my turn but I didn't care what happened to me, I only wanted to die. Dead I would not have to watch over and over again as my wonderful girls were slowly turned into lumps of dead flesh nor would their screams and cries ring in my ears. The horid twosome must have known what I was thinking for I was lowered the the floor and secured in the chair that had held Molly as her world fell apart. The two of  them proceded to make love on the floor and were smeared with the blood of my girls and as they sixtynined and pleasured each other to climax they teased me about how much they has enjoyed using them and wondered about how much pleasure their toys had recieved. They totured me with accounts of feeling the girls move with pleasure as they were used and bragged that they were such good lovers that even while being killed the little tramps had come again and again. I cursed them and wished them in hell but they just mocked me and said that I just didn't know my kids  well enought. That they had probably been eating each other for years and maybe their dad too. I wanted to kill them but all I could do was sit and listen to their garbage. When they had finished with their sick coupling she went to the bodies and returned with her hands covered with their blood and wiped it on my face and in my mouth. With my broken jaw I could do nothing to stop her and she hoped that I enjoyed the last drink of my life. Besides I had wanted to get closer to them so she was just trying to help. He stood me up and with two swift blows broke both of my elbows backwards.  I fell screaming and as I  lay on the floor she placed something under my feet and he stomped both of my knees to break them also. I barely felt him remove the cuffs before a blow from the bat in her hands shattered the glass bottles shoved in my cunt and ass. My whole body was awash in pain and each new blow was as if I was being shot. She used the bat to break my ribs and pelvis and to sma sh my hands and feet. As I moved with each new impact I felt the glass shred my insides and the bone ends rip and tear the flesh around them. Very careful not to kill me too quickly she used the bat to break me untill there was no part of my body that was not twisted and deformed . The pain was beyond anything I had ever thought a person could feel and I watched in horror as he tied my arms and legs in knots. I could no longer hear my screams and I did not know if it was because my throat could no longer produce them or if I just could no longer notice them. Knives removed my breasts and ears but it seemed only a minor bother. The wire whip was slashing at my body and was joining the fires into one that covered the whole world. Although the death and toture of my daughters still burned it was overpowered by the damages being done to my body and with the last part of my mind still under my control I prayed for them and for myself and for Tom and Billy. Even those thoughts cou ld not withstand the waves of fire and agony that flooded over me and I sank into the flame lashed darkness.
    I did not see as our three bodies were dumped through the floor hatch and onto the conveyor belt that carried them to the grinder where they were ground and mixed with sewage. The mixture was then spread on the fields and plowed under.