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Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: MEGHENSA’S FALL TO ENSLAVEMENT 7
Published: 03.10.2024
Story Codes: Erotic Horror, Snuff, Young Ones, Abuse
Synopsis: In the time of Zoda, the great Roman slaver, there were highly produced shows to entertain and divert the citizenry, featuring sharp steel swords and spears, knives and hacking swords, all designed to part the flesh of naked females, often very young. It was a time of destruction in their great arenas, where cunts were split open and bare bellies ripped, to cover the sands on the floor with blood and female gore. Ladies died to be in these shows and also died in them. The butchery of naked cunts was a tradition, and the tradition was maintained for generations. Everyone of note owned female slaves, and
Meghensa’s Fall To Enslavement 7
The day broke unlike other days; Meghensa had been allowed to sleep until the sun was up, and the roosters had completed their announcement of the beginning of the day. Others had been aroused, but Meg was allowed to lol in her bed well past feeding time, and she wondered if she would miss her breakfast.
She arose, stood in the beam of sunlight that came through the window, and ran her fingers through her golden locks, massaging her scalp as she did so, to get the blood flowing to her brain. She then assumed a semi-squat, the signal for her IBS slave to get in position to receive her morning meal.
The slave obediently got onto her back on the floor and raised her head so that her mouth came into contact with her Mistress’s spreading anus, and she took into her willing mouth the stout turd emerging with minimal pressure. Meghensa was evacuating her colon from the accumulated shit that had gathered there overnight.
The young slave’s mouth then moved up to cover her cunt, to accept the contents of the maturing Meg’s bladder. Although Meg had often served wine from here, this time it was pure urine, and the slave gulped it down, washing Meg’s shit from her mouth in the regular process. This was how the day always started.
At the blossoming age of twelve, Meghensa was a striking sight to see, her body immaculately cleaned of excrement by the attentive mouth of her black IBS slave, who so intimately accepted her body waste as her own, which was also her primary source of nutrition. Meg made sure she was well-fed by shitting and pissing into the naked young slave’s mouth regularly.
Her constant companion, a pretty nigger girl who was also twelve, had joined her two weeks ago, when her previous IBS slave had become ill, a regular occurrence, and had been shipped off to sail from Ostia, along with several wealthy passengers, who would be entertained by watching the ailing slave girl, a light-skinned crossbreed nigger, being fed alive and naked to hungry sharks.
Meg’s Master sent for her and told the gorgeous child there was a request by Caesar himself for her to attend his court before noon. The courier who had brought the request had also brought with him a small sack of gold coin, which was at least double the weight of a sack that would buy four slaves of her nature.
This was the same as eight attractive white young female slaves, more than her Master had hoped he could get for her. Caesar was indeed generous or else wanted her very badly. He gave Meg to the courier to take with him. The man had arrived by chariot and used the war machine to take her back.
As he departed, he forced the girl to bend forward in front of him, leaning with her arms to the front of the enclosure and mounted the naked Royal Princess slave from behind, his penis thrusting repeatedly into her rectum with every step of the horse. It was a favorite way for transporting young cunts, one at a time.
It turned out that Caesar’s courier was an accomplished stud, and had taken powerful potions that allowed him to ejaculate deep into Meghensa’s intestines several times on the trip. People on the streets recognized Caesar’s chariot and cheered seeing the youngster ass raped by the driver while handling the horses.
When they arrived at Caesar’s private villa, a pair of nude female slaves took Meg from the chariot after the courier removed his large penis, which was still rigid and ejaculating. One of them rapidly got her mouth down onto the spouting organ to capture his precious essence before it spilt to the ground.
When she had sucked his balls dry, she and the other slave took Meg into the building. They moved the twelve-year-old girl into a room that opened into Caesar’s private dining area, where he lounged on cushions on the floor, with a couple who were visiting from his colony in Egypt.
Meg was bent over, and a long fairly flexible tube, made from the carotid artery of a giraffe, was thrust into her rectum. It was about half the thickness of her slender wrist, wider than the large erection of the courier that had prepared and lubricated the way, and as long as Meg was tall.
Thanks to the copious quantity of semen the courier stud had ejaculated into her, the hollow dried shaft slid into her anus easily, and she was startled at how deep it went into her. As she gasped at the treatment, she was unceremoniously pulled, still bent forward by the tube up her ass, into the dining chamber.
Caesar and his guests smiled when they saw the naked princess so deported, with her long artificial tail. There were three large bladders made of the hides of Cape buffalo elevated on supports against the wall. They were all clearly filled with liquid, and one of them sat over a fire so that steam arose from the top.
Meg had never seen anything like it, and her attention was drawn to the couple who were Caesar’s guests. They were dressed like royalty but were both niggers. She had never heard of such a thing. Black royalty, being entertained at a lunch by the most powerful man in the world! She had thought niggers could be nothing more than slaves. What was the world coming to?
The woman was particularly gorgeous, with paint on her face, outlining her amazing eyes, and her finger and toenails were as long, curved and sharper than a panther’s talons. She had long barbs piercing her earlobes, her long stout nipples and the distended lips of her cunt. This nigger woman was a true vixen!
The three diners were enjoying little sausages shit out of the rectums of naked little girls. Nude little boys pissed wine from their loaded bladders into the diner’s mugs. Meg had done this at her father’s banquets and knew all about catheter loading of young children’s bladders so they could perform this service.
The two naked slave women who had brought her in now got her onto her hands and knees and attached the spigot on one of the large hide bladders to the tube extending from Meg’s anus. They turned the spigot, and she felt a sudden surge of water course into her lower bowels.
The pressure was surprising and painful. She heaved and could feel the fluid moving up through her guts, pushing their contents in front of the invading water. She unexpectedly burped, and then the contents of her stomach surged up her throat and out through her mouth. She was puking it out!
The water continued to fill her, and behind the stomach contents came chunks of her shit. She was being forced to shit from her throat! Soon the water was coursing through her, with her intestine acting as an extension of the tube up her ass. Before long the hide bladder had emptied, and the second was attached.
The rush of water into her bowels again caused her pain, and she was sickened by the pressure and rapid movement as it pressed her guts around. In seconds the water was gushing from her gaping mouth again, this time it was cleaner, as her food, being or fully processed (shit) had emerged with the first flush of her body.
After several more minutes, the contents of the second hide bladder had been exhausted. Now it was time for things to get much more serious. The second hose was detached, and the one from the third bladder that was emitting steam was hooked up to Meg’s internal hose.
This was the system she had seen prepared but not seen used on the day prior! Now she was to experience it directly, and was the slave to be cooked, from the inside! She wanted to shit, but her flushing had removed everything from her gut, except for the hose that now occupied her stretched shit hole.
At that moment the spigot was turned, and the first rush of water, this time steaming hot, was released to rush toward her kneeling body. Her new breasts were too compact and tight to sway beneath her, but their pointing nipples, standing down a couple of inches below her chest, pointed at the floor as if it were her enemy, accusingly like they were fingers.
Then the hot water hit her colon. Warm at first, and quickly it was scalding hot. A shrill scream emerged from her throat, promptly washed away by the water being pushed through her. As the hot water found its way through her internal tangle of guts, it heated them beyond their capacity to not object.
Within a minute, hot water burst from her mouth, driven by more steaming hot water driving into her through the thick conveyance held in the grip of her anus and rectum. Caesar jerked the anus of the little boy bouncing on his penis to grip the organ in his fist and pump it with his growing sexual stimulation at the sight of the slave girl Meghensa cooking, being boiled from the inside.
The mightiest man in the world quickly reached orgasm and began to spew his semen in a great ejaculation that a slave girl rapidly moved to capture in her wide-open mouth. Some of his spunk hit her between the eyes and ran across her nose, which earned her an immediate stab up her cunt with a guard slave’s long curved sword.
The naked sixteen-year-old beauty rolled over, her large tits up, her back arched, screaming while the long, curved steel blade carved her uterus and intestines inside her. In that moment, she had been reduced to dog meat for having failed to eat all of her Master’s jetting stream of cum.
A second naked male slave guard, not wanting to miss the opportunity, rapidly swung his steel blade down on her exposed neck, promptly decapitating the slave bitch, thereby claiming the kill as his own. He ejaculated as he swung, and splashed the cunt with his jism, joining that of the mighty Caesar.
Caesar continued pumping his penis, and his guests joined him in masturbating as they watched the kneeling Meghensa blowing steam out her mouth, scalding hot moisture that was cooking her from the inside. At last, she collapsed, likely dead before her belly hit the floor, slick with the combined semen of Caesar, both male slave guards and the male guest.
Meg was dead meat, no longer raw, as she was nicely boiled on the inside. Her naked body quivered once as she slumped in death, and both her urethra and anus produced her body waste, a release that always accompanied dying. She had lived a short but spectacular life, and her adventures died with her, as none were recorded for posterity, except of course for this story.
THE END OF CHAPTER SEVEN