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Ladys 1 nc/rape.sm/snuff - 3ladies1.txt [1/1] From: alebeard@earthlink.net
(Alebeard) Date: 8 Jul 1996 09:23:21 GMT
THREE LADIES AT SEA:
THE DEBAUCHING OF JENNIFER, ANGELLE, AND CHARLOTTE ON THE DEATH SHIP
by DANTE
PREFACE
Throughout the recorded history of man there has been an ongoing
fascination with the nude female form, in its erotic response to abuse, and
a primal desire to see naked females undergo severe debasing torture.
There are hundreds of examples of cultures that openly practiced the sexual
debauchment of women on a regular basis.
Drawings on the walls of caves clearly indicated that the breasts and
pubic mounds of captured women were a delicacy, eaten directly from the
living victim. In Ancient
Mesopotamia a new Queen was selected each Spring, and the incumbent and
her entire court of attending maidens were stripped, raped and then slowly
impaled on huge stakes, with one end driven into the ground and the other
end into their puckered rectums. The naked queen and her screaming female
attendants died a slow, painful and degrading death in the public square of
the ancient city, on the sight of the modern Baghdad.
In Sodom and Gomorrah, the houses of prostitution were noted for the
"Butcher Block" diversions, in which beautiful small girls were impaled
through their assholes on the long penises of muscular men, and in this
position they were tortured, severely pierced, and then limb by limb were
slowly dismembered to the howling delight of the drunken patrons.
While captured naked women were attacked and slaughtered in the Roman
Coliseum, under the stands patrons could, for two copper coins, take a whip
with sharp metal barbs embedded along its length to the naked flesh of a
voluptuous bound woman for ten blows. This type of treatment was very
popular and is well recorded. One scroll documents a big woman who
survived twelve clients before succumbing to the cruel attentions of the
thirteenth.
The dark ages are rich in examples of beautiful young maidens
disappearing forever into the torture chambers of huge castles. Knights
would often raid villages and farm houses for the wives and daughters of
helpless peasants to briefly populate the underground pens beside the
torture chambers, to enjoy the screams of others until it was their own
turn.
Beautiful busty Ladies of the Court who populated the lavish castles
could quickly fall from grace on a whim when the Lord of the castle thought
of a diversion of horror for her. During the cold and blustery winters,
the warmth of subterrestrial torture chambers with their pits of flaming
coals with their glowing branding irons, and were often the center of
entertainment and diversion.
It was not unusual for hundreds of females to be absorbed into a single
castle over a winter. With hundreds of such castles throughout Europe, the
prodigious reproduction of the peasants kept the forest villages well
stocked with live bitch meat for these terminal torture sessions.
In modern times, often those with the power to do so have set up money
making private situations in which the very wealthy can witness the most
bizarre exhibitions of attractive young women being brutally and often
terminally tortured. These highly erotic and exotic entertainment killings
are usually filmed or video-taped for distribution on the very profitable
snuff video market.
The sex cruise ships that sail regularly from Scandinavian countries
offer such an opportunity, by taking the debauched passengers safely away
from the eyes and jurisdiction of laws and presenting for their
entertainment the acts of horror they are both willing and anxious to pay
for. The beautiful young girls and well built women brought aboard as
"entertainers" are exposed to the horrors of sexual violence acts designed
by the most infamous minds of the crime organization that control the
ships. The beautiful and shapely female victims are raped, beaten, whipped
and tortured in the most heinous carnal exhibitions ever devised. The acts
are carefully devised to incorporate eroticism and horror in a delicate and
enchanting Balance.
The eroticism is the prime motivator. Sexual craving is the driving
force, and raw sadistic blood-lust permits the acts to be carried through
to their horrendous catastrophic (for the participants) conclusion.
Violent death is the only possible ending for the beautiful women and
lovely young girls who participate in the debauched entertainments on these
evil cruise ships. It was on such a ship that Jennifer now found herself.
* * * * * * * Jennifer had chosen Copenhagen because she had read a book
in the library where she worked in Ohio that described the bizarre Danish
sex shows for the tourist who knew where to look. She expected to find her
thrills down some dark ally, through a door beyond the reach of the street
lights. She had never been to Denmark before, and had never heard of the
special sex show cruise ships on which absolutely anything goes. These
were a purely European phenomenon, and had flourished since their inception
in the early twenties, the flapper era when skirts were short, morals were
loose and the law forbid both sex and gambling.
The first of these ships had begun as a floating gambling den, operating
outside the jurisdiction of the laws of the European countries from which
it sailed. The popular idea had quickly caught on, and with a hiatus for
the Second World War, they resumed activity in 1946, with a different
objective. There had been a shift in moral laws, allowing gambling, but
with much more restrictive laws regarding sex, particularly explicit female
abusive acts, so the cruise ships soon became the home of stern sexual
entertainment.
The style of entertainment aboard the ships had kept ahead of the
legalization of sexual entertainment in Northern European countries, so
that when liberal laws permitted staged fornication in night clubs, the
ships that were to survive kept their audiences by featuring real torture.
Among the common entertainment tortures one could easily find being
performed in a public club were whipping and flogging, the use of hot
candle wax, painful flesh clamps, and piercing of the breasts, vagina, and
any tender flesh with long sharp needles. Some clubs were more creative,
and performed more adventuresome acts on the bound ladies such as anal
extension to the point of rupture, belly-swelling enemas, and vagina
stuffing with a wine bottle, which would then be shattered, to the cheering
of the audience.
Any females could be tortured, as long as they signed a release,
permitting the club and its employees to do as they saw fit to her once she
was bound. Sometimes young girls could be enticed into signing for just
for the kicks, and others would sign in return for drugs, but most often
the releases were penned by girls with a gun at their head or a knife at
their throat. The single inhibition to the popular club sport was a law
that female subjects could not be permanently mutilated.
This restrictive law had followed a long and highly publicized court
case, in which a club owner was fined three hundred dollars for allowing an
employee to burn off the nipples and clit of a sixteen year old
entertainer. Although the beautiful young girl had signed a release form
permitting unrestrained physical abuse, the inexperienced young man working
her had become carried away during the torture performance by the vocal
encouragement of the cafe's rowdy customers.
Another case was dismissed when the club operator successfully argued
that when he burned holes with a glowing cigarette through the inner labia
of a fifteen year old entertainer in his club, what he did was similar to
what she had done to her ears with a hot needle when she had them pierced.
Another owner was successful in his case when it was clearly demonstrated
that the broken nose, arm, and cracked ribs of a twelve year old girl who
had agreed to a fight naked with a professional boxer were not permanent
injuries. Although the child was much too young to be a client in such an
establishment, there was no provision in law to prevent her from
entertaining there.
When the underground live torture dens became common in the Scandinavian
countries, in order to keep ahead of the game, the ships' operators had to
provide much more violent brutality. They introduced a new variation, in
which naked little girls in erotic body decorations were used to serve
liquor and food, and within a year even these innocent children were, by
popular demand, incorporated into some of the violent sex acts.
Naked children being subjected to bizarre and brutal treatment remained
a popular feature, but soon the competition became so fierce that the acts
of sexual violence proceeded to the ultimate limit.
No female entertainers went willingly onto the cruise ships, because
they were reputed to be far too rough, and there was a rumor that women who
went aboard as employees never left the ship alive. None of it was ever
proven, of course, but the operators engaged special recruiters to provide
female sex slaves to stock their holding pens, and the professional
procurers delivered only the best prime cunt meat in all of Europe.
By the mid-eighties there were three ships sailing weekly out of
Copenhagen which were equipped with large grinders for the safe disposal at
sea of the bodies of victims of their more extreme sexual entertainments.
It was on one of these evil and exciting ships that Jennifer now found
herself. She had not been told the full nature of the ship's operation.
That's why she was not prepared for the kind of exciting down and dirty
action that she found on board this bizarre sex show ship cruising through
international waters, beyond the jurisdiction of any country.
Here the laws of countries were not a concern, because in international
waters, the captain of the ship was the law. Whatever he allowed to happen
to the female entertainers on board was perfectly legal. This particular
sex show cruise ship belonged to the largest international pornography and
flesh marketing organization in the world, and the gorgeous women who were
brought on board to entertain at sea could expect the worst.
Its bizarre sexual entertainment events provided an excellent
opportunity for the very wealthy to let it all hang out, to experience the
most depraved events imaginable, with no regard for the safety or comfort
of the beautiful specially procured female subjects.
The ship was exceedingly well organized, to maximize the enjoyment of
the rich passengers and to make the most of what happened on its several
stages of all sizes, and its innermost showplace, the arena in the heart of
the large vessel. All of its debauched acts were recorded on video for
later distribution in the highly illegal underground market. These were no
ordinary sex acts, they were brutal sexual violence sessions in which the
victims were often tortured to death. The Organization's policy was to
provide aboard this high security cruise ship the most degenerate displays
of sexual perversity to be found anywhere in the world.
Here they exceeded even the excessive sexual debauchery practiced on
captive white slave women by the Arab sheiks, or the prolonged brutal
violence that the Viet Cong were known to have practiced on captured
American nurses before they mercilessly butchered them.
The captain of this ship had explicit orders to provide for his paying
passengers the most bizarre and depraved acts of human debasement
imaginable, and to ensure that the worst fears of the experience captive
bitches were realized, to provide valuable tapes of the degenerate events
from the lenses of the multiple hidden video cameras. The ships clients
were the wealthy of several nations whose sexual appetites were jaded to
extreme, and who both needed and demanded spectacular and gut wrenching
spectacle and debauchery to get their rocks off. For them nothing was to
extreme, violent or perverse. They paid well to see the ships beautiful
young women being mastered, humiliated, sexually debased and terrified with
unimaginable horrors, and finally as a climax, to see those horrors
fulfilled.
This perspective was not apparent to Jennifer when she accepted her
invitation to take this cruise, and from the first things she saw she had
no inclination of how far the people on the sex-cruise ship were going to
go in their pursuit of the ultimate sex thrill.
Tony had picked her up in the hotel bar in Copenhagen, with an offer of
some fast excitement and fast money. He had recognized the aloof vain look
of the American bitch right away. This kind of woman was always alone in
the bars, because they were always too good for the men who would take the
time and trouble to pick them up. They always ended up missing the fun
they were looking for, and he had perfected the technique for getting them
to come along with him. Tony was a pro, and had made a fair business of
procurement. The girls he abducted were always "safe" women, with no
connections, and none of them ever left the ship alive, so he was never
faced with the risk of running into them accidentally later on. The
biggest money for Tony was in coming up with a very special woman who would
have a special role on the cruise.
She would begin as a regular passenger, and would be drawn into the
acts, deeper and deeper while everyone else on board was aware that she was
being "educated" into more and more depraved behavior, until at last she
actually performed a bizarre sexual killing in front of an audience.
She would be known to everyone on the ship as The Selected Woman, and
although she would be unaware of the process herself, all of the other
passengers would know that she would be the featured victim in the grand
finale of the week-long cruise. This was the secret that everyone knew of
but her. They would know she would take part willingly, not being aware of
the full extent of the ship's ultimate entertainment, nor its outcome.
Jennifer was the perfect woman for the "main event", the final act to be
performed on the cruise, which capped all of the depraved exhibitions the
guests would witness all week in the many small theaters spread throughout
the ship.
In this multi-layered climax event in the ship's large central death pit
arena, the specially selected victim was supposed to be slowly and
spectacularly butchered. What made this big event so special for all the
other passengers was watching chosen woman being pampered in the earlier
part of the cruise, and the rapid building of her depraved behavior as her
vanity was pumped up. This greatly enhanced the anticipation of the final
event, in which her downfall would be complete, and therefore would be most
satisfying for the guests.
* * * * * * * Tony set her up well. All he told Jennifer was that there
would be a exciting fight for betting purposes between two trained animals.
Popular animal fights were legal at sea, and her job would be to wear a
very skimpy and sexy but classy little costume, revealing her remarkable
legs and magnificent breasts, with her sex organ barely concealed, and he
told her she would be anonymous, wearing a flamboyant bird mask.
Not that it mattered, she thought bitterly to herself, because nobody
this side of the Atlantic would ever recognize her anyway, she was just
another beautiful face. She would handle one of the big animals as it was
taken into the fight arena. The beautiful cunt's potential vanity had been
read perfectly. She was so sexually turned on at the idea of being seen in
the skimpy costume that she was a ready and easy mark.
Jennifer, like many such bitches, had the body to go with her incredible
vanity. Tony knew he could make her remarkable figure and her inflated ego
work for him very well before it all blew up in her beautiful face. He had
assured her that her job would not be dangerous, because the animals were
all familiar with people and their natural instinct was to fight each
other. not the people. She would be a fancy showpiece to bring special
class to the bizarre fight ring. That was enough for her to know for now.
He also explained that the animals were well trained to be handled on a
fine gold chain, and if they paid her any attention, it would be real
affection. When she asked what protection she would have, he promised that
to protect her, armed men would have their guns trained on the animals to
kill them if hey threatened her in the least. He sealed the deal with an
offer of $1,000 cash to take part in the animal act, to spend just ten or
fifteen minutes in the pit for a full grand, with a full week long cruise
tossed in to boot.
Jennifer was very excited at the thought of doing something so very
daring, so dangerous, so illegal, and so completely against the moral
principles she had grown up with. When she asked what kind of animals
would be involved, he said that they changed them for every fight, but they
were usually strange combinations of medium sized beasts to make it
exciting. She had no idea what was medium size for beasts. He said that
whatever, it would be perfectly safe for her down in the pit, and everybody
on the ship would watching and admiring her gorgeous big tits.
He made her feel he was in her power by pointing out he thought she was
a very sexy lady with a beautiful face and an incredible figure. With that
one comment Tony had her. He was so crude, and yet she found him
irresistible. He had told her that there would be some exhibitions of both
raw and brutal sex on the cruise, all of the illegal stuff, providing the
best in kicks, because that's what paying passengers on the cruises were
there for. He assured her she shouldn't worry, because the people doing it
were all in it for the money, just like her, and that she wouldn't be
expected to watch any of the rough stuff if she wasn't interested. He had
her attention. He mentioned that there would also be a chance for her to
pick up a bundle of extra cash with that great figure of hers if she wanted
to, but said he'd explain all of that later. She had been sitting it that
damned Copenhagen bar for nearly a week, and anything seemed better than a
vacation completely ruined because there was no action.
She didn't like all that she heard from this creep Tony, some of the
things he said made her flesh crawl, but he had a way about him that made
it all seem so distanced, that none of it would affect her if she decided
that it wasn't going to.
* * * * * * * So now she found herself as a passenger aboard the lawless
sex cruise liner, well out to sea in international waters and away from the
prying eyes of the anti-pornography people, and the first two days had been
a real eye opener for her. Tony had told her that her act wasn't to take
place until the sixth day of the cruise, so on the first few days he let
her earn a little extra bread while having a good time.
She found it all exciting.
He started to use her to assist in other acts, breaking her in slowly,
letting her get deeper and deeper into it without her noticing too severe a
change in her level of involvement. He'd started her out easy. For the
first two days she just had to swim in the "B" deck pool, wearing her micro
bikini, and to lounge around on the deck tanning, showing off to the paying
passengers her lean but full breasted figure. She had bought a couple of
very expensive and daring string bikinis in Copenhagen, and this gave her a
chance to show them off. Both of the very brief and sexy bikinis showed
her pubic curls and ran up inside her ass crack.
She loved the attention she drew in the nothing little G-string and
nipple cover, and by the afternoon of the first day she was ready to take
off her super-mini bikini top to show off and tan all of her big full
bulging tits. They were magnificent, and drew the attention of everyone
who passed the pool. Jennifer reasoned to herself that it was okay to show
them, because all of the other girls were doing it, so she was just
conforming her behavior.
She knew that people were even telling others about the raving beauty at
the "B" deck pool, because several times she heard people asking others "Is
this the one?" and hearing an affirmative reply as they openly ogled her
sensuous beauty. She was, however, a little curious when a young woman
asked the hunk with her "Is it going to be that vain one over there," as
she pointed at her. Then she realized the word must be out all over the
ship that she was the sexy woman who was going to be handling one of the
animals in the fight pit. She was on the right track, but would have
jumped ship in terror if she'd had the least idea of what else they all
knew.
* * * * * * * Jennifer agreed to share Tony's bed the on the very first
night, knowing this was probably the only chance she would have to
experience sex on her holidays, so she decided she had better make the most
of the opportunity. He wasn't such a bad looking guy, for a Wop.
He convinced her that he would make it worth her while to allow him to
butt fuck her. She was excited at the outrageous prospect of taking a
man's penis into her anus, because the thought of anal sex was so depraved.
Tony got her cooperation by getting the covers off the bed so that she
could watch her own debasement in the full wall mirror which was part of
every stateroom on the ship. Jennifer felt herself turned on by the gross
degeneracy of the act, which was totally in line with the debauched acts
she saw that were the big attraction on this cruise. She felt a twist of
excitement in her gut as Tony told her more about the vicious animal fight
while he thrust his thick penis deep into her tight greased anus.
He had made the shots of pain in her colon easier to take by giving her
a snort of coke. She was surprised she could actually concentrate on what
he told her as he heaved into her with that rigid oversized dong.
He said that because the audience was on this cruise to see the most
shocking acts possible, the animals would likely fight until one of them
was killed. Before they started to fight, she would have a chain around
the neck of her animal to hold it back while they sniffed each other. This
thought brought a shiver down her spine as she imagined the runting beasts
sniffing each at other's organs, then baring their fangs as they made
threatening snarls, pulling at the restraining leashes held by their human
handlers, about to do deadly battle.
On the wall above the washroom mirror hung the extravagant feathered
bird mask she would wear in the animal fight pit. It was imposing and had
an almost evil look of authority to it. She imagined herself wearing it,
with not much else to hide her fabulous figure, and she felt excited
anticipation with the sexy image that filled her mind. Tony told her that
in the fight ring she would wear a daring loin cloth without a crotch strap
to hide her organs, just strips of heavy material that flapped down in
front, with none behind. She would go into the large fight pit bare
breasted, with her prominent nipples rouged, with sexy high cut spike
heeled boots and the bizarre bird-mask to complete her costume.
He also told her she would have further protection in the form of a
knife stuck in her belt in case she needed to defend herself. She was
startled, as she was not in the least interested in using a knife as a
weapon, and certainly not on a ferocious animal in the process of attacking
her. As he mentioned the knife he thrust his thick prick deeper into her,
heaving with the powerful jabs into her stretched anus, letting the grip of
the tight sphincter ring on his penis pump at the base of the thick
fuck-pole. She was admiring her kneeling figure in the wall mirror as the
attractive muscular nude Italian kneeling behind her rammed his rigid rod
relentlessly into her.
Tony suddenly tensed, then he thrust deep into her and climaxed inside
the smooth colon of the beautiful kneeling woman. He bellowed like a
wounded bull as he suddenly thrust rapidly and shot great gobs of his hot
spunk deep into her packed bung hole. To make it special for him she
heaved her butt back against his bucking groin and moaned as if he were
delivering her biggest and best fuck ever.
When he had charged her guts with a full load of his hot spurting spunk,
he surprised her by leaving his still huge and firm cock buried deep in her
asshole. He lay down on his side, pulling her down in front of him, and
roughly grasped and twisted her full breasts as he talked to her, painfully
mashing and squeezing them together while reassuring her about her role in
the vicious animal fight.
Tony told her that the man in charge of all the performers and
entertainers was very impressed with the way she displayed herself at pool
side, and wanted to see her get more involved. He said the man had told
him all of the passengers found her very attractive and sexy, and wanted to
see more of her. He said he thought this would be a terrific opportunity
for her to make even more money and also get more excitement.
She said she would think it over. In fact the idea appealed to her, and
the more she thought of the people admiring her fantastic face and figure
the more interested she became. As she though of this he told her he had a
special surprise for her. While he held her by the breasts with his firm
penis still buried deep in her colon he asked her how she would like a
special gold ring. She was interested. He asked her if it had hurt when
she had her ears pierced. She was surprised at the question, and said it
had been done by a professional.
She said the man had squeezed her ear lobes first, so hard that there
was no feeling in them when he had pierced the sensitive flesh. The needle
had gone clean through. It had burned a bit afterward, but was not enough
to be disturbing. It had been worth the mild discomfort, if that was what
he meant. She was not sure why he asked the question.
* * * * * * * While she was speaking he rolled onto his back, pulling
her over so that she lay on top of him, face up. He brought his legs up
between hers and forced her legs apart, inter-twined with his so that she
could not close them. Then he hit a switch on the bedside table.
In a moment a woman entered. She wore the simple but very sexy uniform
of the service staff, a loose fitting shift which did nothing to hide the
sexuality of the woman's large breasted figure.
The pleated skirt was very short, and she wore the spike heeled shoes
that accentuated her muscular sexy legs. She carried a small tool box
which she opened as she sat on the foot of the bed between the spread legs
of the two. Tony explained to Jennifer that he wanted to give her a
special gold ring that would show off her beautiful vagina when she
displayed it for the enjoyment of others.
She gasped at the lewd suggestion and at the imminent mutilation of her
beautiful sex organ, and she struggled desperately but uselessly. Tony
assured her the ring would not interfere with her ability to have sex, but
instead it would stimulate her vagina into easy arousal.
The staff woman grasped the fleshy hood of Jennifer's erect clitoris,
and pulled the loose flesh up severely from her sex mound, stretching it to
the limit. Then without squeezing it to numb the flesh she pressed a sharp
needle deep into the restrained young woman's sex meat, clearly
demonstrating there was no bond between women here.
Jennifer screamed, as much at the indignity of being physically abused
by another woman as at the pain. She knew that men were often disposed to
dominating and abusing women, and she understood this to be a natural
process. For a woman to abuse her sex organ so painfully without her
consent was extremely degrading. The staff woman withdrew the needle. A
droplet of blood slowly grew, filling the new opening, then it trickled
down across her slightly curled pink cunt lips. The woman produced from
her bag an inch wide thick gold ring, which had an opening on one side.
One end was pointed and the other was hollowed, so that they could be
permanently locked together when the ring was forced closed. She placed
the opening over Jennifer's clitoris, which was excited and erect from the
raw obscenity of the violent and profane act she was experiencing. With a
special tool that resembled pliers she forced the ends of the thick gold
ring into the fresh pierce hole, and squeezed the ring completely and
closed in Jennifer's sex flesh, permanently marking her as Tony's property.
She sprayed a disinfectant onto the pierced cunt which flushed away the
gleaming droplets of her blood. The voluptuous woman put her tools away,
closed the tool bag and then silently left. Tony released his tight grip
on Jennifer's big breasts, allowing her to sit upright, her anus still
impaled on his thick penis.
She saw her clit standing out through the large gold ring, and quickly
realized that the gleaming gold decoration actually did enhance the
appearance of her sex organ. It was at that instant that she saw the name
TONY engraved in the thick gold ring. She was clearly and permanently
marked as a possession. Jennifer was startled at the calm that came with
this sudden realization, a curious sense of belonging that came with this
distinction.
That realization did nothing to quell her anger at the forced invasion
of her intimate privacy, the humiliation of being brutalized by another
woman, and the piercing of her delicate sex meat without her consent. At
the same time, she was startled to notice she was really pleased with the
beauty of the device, and the bold statement the man had made in marking
her as his own personal property with the aggressive gesture.
With a shock Jennifer realized that she found the brutality of the
assault on her sexual privacy was thrilling to her. Now she understood
what Tony meant by excitement. She wondered how much the coke she had
snorted had to do with what was going on in her head.