SHOOTING RANGE
Gunfire

    The range is what we call it. The official name is The Woman’s Transitional  Facility For Class Five And Above. It’s kind of an inside joke. Class five inmates are death row types that have no more hope of ever walking free or even living much longer. The transitional part refers to them changing from inmates to bodies. Its not a nice place but it does have its moments. Lets go over just how things work. 
    The place is pretty simple. Its just a big concrete barn some three hundred feet long and about a third as wide. No posts or anything else, just a big open building. There’s only one door into it and it’s very strong. In the middle there’s some showers and the toilets, no walls or stalls, just showers and toilets parked in the middle of everything. Every fifty feet of so there’s a small opening in the wall about fifteen feet up. More of a slit than a real window and much too small to crawl through. They have two reasons for being. The first is to allow the few guards to watch what goes on and the second is as a firing point. Each one is equipped with a shooting bench. You see every woman in here is under a death sentence and I get to be the one who carries it out. On any given day there’s about a hundred or so in here. Its not much of a life. Each one gets a foam pad with a built in pillow for a bed. Food is ration bars but lots of them. Once a week we dump in fresh supplies, soap, a finger toothbrush, small tube of paste, and a soft plastic brush. They have nothing else. Why should we bother giving dead women much. 
    Once inside a woman has on the average about a month to live but that’s just an average. I let one go for almost a year and I’ve shot others as they walked in the door. It’s pretty much up to me how long one lives and even how she dies. Oh they all get shot but for some I use a big gun and hit a fatal spot while others may get gut shot with a .22 and suffer two or three days before dying. You see I review each case and interview every woman when she arrives. I check to see if the judge has made any recommendations and I decide then how long she has. But I never give them any idea of it at all. It might change if she turns out to be a bitch. She gets a number tattooed on each upper arm and then in she goes. 
    The location of the shitters and the showers is a trap. Sooner or later every one of them has to go and it gives me a nice clear shot. Besides the body dump hole is there so her friends won’t have to drag her as far. Did I mention the body dump? Its just a box in the floor that rotates and dumps the body into a grinder where it gets reduced to burger and flushed into the ocean. Simple and neat. Every once in a while some broad will crawl in there in the hope of either escape of suicide. Usually they get ground but every once in a while we ignore them until they get bored and climb out. 
    I check my plan for the day. Three in so that means three out. I interview the three new ones first and find one to be a young girl that just got caught in a bad deal through no fault of her own but the law is the law so in she goes. Since she will not last long with her mind intact she won’t survive the day. The other two can wait. The waiting list shows numbers 2709 and 2523 are next. I give instructions to the staff and get ready. 
    The new girl is sent in last. She is younger looking naked that I expected, she looks about fourteen even though I know her to be older. She looks scared to death and is moving very slowly into the gallery. The other women taunt her. She stops in fright and confusion. My cross hairs line up on her chest right between her small tits. A gentle squeeze and the recoil of the gun moves the scope off target. When I look she is down with a large hole between her tits, dead before she even hit the ground. An easy death for an unlucky girl, 
    Now on to 2709. She is an older broad. Not much more that a whore that got caught in big things and ended up on the losing side. I spend some time looking for her. As I expected she was not trying to hide. I win a small side bet with myself. Once more the cross hairs rest on flesh. She is lying on her pad with her legs toward me. I have a clear shot at her cunt. I pause. Would it work, were the angles right? Its too close to call but I go for it. I fire at her cunt and as I had hoped the bullet entered her snatch hit the cement floor and angled out through her neck and head. I know it’s a showoff shot but I get bored and have to do something different from time to time. Besides I’ve been waiting for that shot a long time.
    2523 has been here a long time and has learned a few things. She is smart and cagey.  No matter I will get her and she will not like it. She is one that has earned a slow death. She knows that there should be one more down and she is trying to make sure it’s not her. She’s good I’m better. She kept moving between the wall and other inmates trying to deny a clear shot. There’s always a crowd in the corners once the shooting starts. No problem, I’ll go take a break, clean the heavy rifle, jerk off, whatever. She’ll be here later. Sure enough she is getting careless. Just because its been quiet she thinks its over for the day. Wrong. I get a nice clear shot at her knee and take it. She goes down as those next to her scatter like quail. I’ve got her and she knows it. The next shot ruins the other knee. The little .22 slugs are perfect for this stuff. A third shatters her wrist. Try crawling now bitch. I change positions. My next round punctures her nipple and the one after hit the top of her pubic hair and exits through her asshole. That ones fatal but it will take two or three days before it kills her. Too bad, so sad. I hope the bitch enjoys herself.  
    As I expected she starts screaming shortly after the slug tears through her belly. The pain is already worse that she ever thought pain could be and it will continue to grow until it eats her mind and her world is nothing but pain. After a few hours a couple of women try to dump her body into the disposal pit but a single shot fired at their feet shows them the error of their actions. She is left to scream and suffer until she finally dies during the night two days later.