AT THE REMOTE BARN

Rape /torture/ snuff

    Deb had finally found a place to keep her horse that she could afford. True it was kind of hard to get to and having to carry water from the nearby stream was a lot of work but there were nice trails to ride and the fence was in good condition. The barn had a lot of room to store hay and four stalls downstairs. The best part was that she got it in trade for fixing it up. Soon the woodchucks that lived along side the lane leading back to the barn got used to her car bumping its way back and forth. 
    Deb was in her mid twenties and was alone except for her horse. She was living in a strange town and working a dead end job but she was still better off that she had been. More that one guy had referred to her as a corn fed country girl and perhaps the description was accurate. She was too big to be fashionable at just under six feet tall and one hundred sixty pounds but she was pretty and carried almost no fat beyond that which gives a girl her curves. And she had nice curves indeed. She was an honest C cup with  firm breasts that still stood tall and proud. She received her fair amount of attention from men but her little secret was that she preferred other girls. Since she had not yet found another girl to share bed time with she was just doing without. She had got into the habit of laying in the soft grass by the barn and masturbating after her ride. This would lead to her death. 
    Unknown to her  the barn was not as private as she thought. There were eyes watching and the owner of those eyes would soon want more than a look. He watched and planned until one day he made his move. He had planned carefully so that when he attacked Deb had no chance. 
    She had returned from a nice ride and was looking forward to a nice session in the grass when he struck. She had her arms full of her saddle and never saw or heard a thing before the pain from his kidney punch dropped her. Before she could even cry out in pain she was hit again but this time a kick drove the breath from her body. Soapy water in her eyes added to her pain and ensured that she would be unable to fight back well enough to escape. Handcuffs and plastic wire ties secured her arms and legs. Tape covered her burning eyes. Within seconds she was helpless and unable to prevent anything. 
    She was dragged under a beam and ropes were tied to her wrists. At first her arms were lifted behind her back together and it hurt like hell. Then the cuffs were removed and she was lifted clear of the floor by her wrists. More ropes secured her legs after the ties were cut. Now her clothes were cut from her body. She begged and pleaded but he just ignored her as he exposed her body. Once she was totally naked her lowered her down to a level where her still virgin cunt was easily entered and she was raped. Unable to see anything at all and knowing that there would be no help coming to rescue her she tried to just ignore what was happening and survive. Of course his actions were impossible to ignore as he savaged her tight cunt. Her fine tits were bitten and slapped while he pounded her. They for the first time she felt a man spurt his load into her body. She prayed it was over but there was no mercy for her. 
    Following her rape she was once more lifted up and then whipped. Old baling wires made a horrible mess of her smooth skin. Her tits were lacerated and when he turned his attention to her inner thighs and cunt she thought she would die. Of course all his activities soon had him ready to rape her again and he did so. The second rape lasted a long time. With his ardor cooled somewhat by the first time he was able to both hammer her hard but long as well. Deb thought her guts were being pounded into jelly. He had a grip on both of her ass cheeks and as he fucked he pulled them apart so hard it felt like she would split in two. Again she felt the warm spunk spray into her body and again she dared hope it was over. 
    Over was still some time in the future for her though. She still had suffering to experience. Short pieces of wire were jammed under her nails and then heated with a lighter. Her tits were also pierced by wires but these were longer and twisted into loops. She was then hung by her tits. As she struggled the wires cut through her flesh so he did not force her to undergo that torture for too long, he still had plans for her boobs. Shorter wires were stuck through her nipples and heated red hot. Her ears were ripped off by pliers. Another session of whipping ripped her skin from her body. Then he butt raped her. She was in awful shape and was begging for death because she knew he was going to kill her when he was finished and just wanted it to end. 
    Finally he promised that it was just about over. Standing back and looking at his handiwork he felt a rush of pleasure at what he had done. She was a bloody mess with burns, bruises, whip marks, and cuts covering her body. She had broken fingers and ribs. No doubt she was seriously injured inside as well. Still she was in good enough shape for his last insult. Once more a rope was attached to her tit wires but this time it was a rope that went up through the old hay track pulley way up in the peak of the barn. She was hauled up until she was right up to the rusted steel track and then the rope was tied off. She was right over the tons of old hay still stored in the barn. As she hung she could feel the wires slowly cutting through her tits and wondered how long it would take before they ripped free and let her fall. maybe the hay would  cushion her fall enough so it would not kill her. He left, suddenly she dared hope again. If he was gone and the fall didn’t kill her she just might live. 
    Then she smelled the smoke. What! A small plume of smoke rose from the hay under her. Then a bright spot of red flame. Oh God he was burning the barn. Now she wanted the wires to pull free before the heat and smoke killed her. She tried to hurry the ripping but the fire grew and grew. Hay burns fast but she had to try. Then one tit was sawed in half and the wire pulled free. By now the fire was almost under her but she still might make it. Finally she was hanging by her nipple. She looked down, under her was nothing but red flames and smoke. She was having trouble breathing and her skin was starting to burn. It was too late. Finally the last wire tore free and she dropped into hell. It was all over for her quickly. A brief flash of agony, a burning in her chest, the bright flare as her hair burned, and then nothing. 
    The fire dept. finally got there but by then thee was nothing left except a large smoldering pile of ashes and trash. Her car was gone. He had taken it with him and had dumped it in the river. Neither her car nor her body were ever found.