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Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: DEBAUCHING OF JENNIFER 12
Published: 28.12.2024
Story Codes: Young Ones, Abuse, Cannibalism, Snuff
Author’s Notes: This is a work of fiction, containing both graphic sexual descriptions and language. If you are a minor or if this is illegal in your area you must leave this page immediately. Under the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
Synopsis: Jennifer had a great job at a library in Chicago, where she was in charge of the reserve section, where banned books could be viewed, but never taken off premises. There was also a collection of books that were unavailable to clients, on the basis their content was either inflammatory, too profane, or both. She spent all of her free time delving into the dark passions that writers had that could never be shared. She also liked to hang out in bars where some despot might pick her up and show her a devilishly good time.
She discovered there were hidden grottos in Copenhagen where the forbidden in entertainment could be found, and every year she booked her holidays there, hoping to find an evil performance too shocking to be seen in any regular entertainment spots. A man named Tony found her and invited her to accompany him on a cruise, on a ship that, once at sea, had no need to be constrained by the morality of upstanding citizens, where everything could be seen, with victims of any age, for a price. Little did she know that, on every cruise, an unsuspecting woman was chosen to become the most debauched entertainer.
Debauching of Jennifer 12
Jennifer was showing her flush of sexual excitement to the audience through the flaring of her naked cunt. The fact of the matter, as she was coming to realize, was that she was getting acclimatized to the brutal sex acts, and was feeling sexual stimulation at the depravity of the performances.
The two men who had finished beating and raping the little girl grabbed Jennifer and lifted her off the ground, as the third man went to face fuck the mouth and throat of the severely beaten naked little girl, who was just regaining consciousness. The two others lifted Jennifer between them with her thighs spread.
Holding her elevated, they turned her bare ass toward the audience again, bent her head down between her tits, pulling her knees back past her ears until she was doubled over, her back severely bent, and now she saw the audience upside down between her knees.
Her chin rested on her pubic mound, and while in this painful position, one of them wrapped an arm around her slender waist and squeezed her hard, forcing her anus to open and expel a short lump of her shit. Her anus opened again with the internal pressure from being squeezed while being bent double, and a second-long shit-log began to slide out.
The fat firm turd moved uncontrollably toward the audience. The first stool fell onto the stage between the men holding her. It was flattened on the bottom but was firm enough to hold its shape. Her face flushed beet red with embarrassment at this outrage to her privacy, and perhaps from the awkward position she found herself in.
She had found herself turned on by the display of her sex, but she was not the kind of girl who would involve herself in a public scatological exhibition, even if all these leering people in the audience were nothing but foreigners! The men pulled her head forward so that her chin rested just above her cunt, with the shitting hole in clear sight.
Then they rotated her, placing her asshole above her face, and forced her jaws apart as the next thick stink log slid out of her spreading anus in time for her to catch the dropping turd in her mouth! Her harsh muck slid across the moist lips of her cunt as if it were a guiding chute, and then slowly dropped between the parted painted lips of her mouth.
She tried to scream, but that just opened her throat, allowing her steaming shit-log to slide roughly down the length of her tongue and then on down into her waiting gullet. The taste of her fecal material was so repugnant to her that Jennifer began to gag.
By blocking the action, the energy was transmitted to her colon, and she embarrassed herself even further by shitting out another thick turd, which followed the path of the first, directly to her mouth. She was so embarrassed that she immediately swallowed the repugnant mass of her rectal offal. The crowd loved it. Jennifer was enraged.
They were sure now that this bitch was going to be the one, and all that happened in the meantime was just preparation. She couldn’t wait for the horrible ordeal to be over. She would never forgive Tony for subjecting her to this. What startled her was that instead of turning away, the audience seemed to love the disgusting and debasing display.
She could see the battered naked little girl with the brutal punk face-fucking her, ejaculating and pumping his spunk into her throat. The big prick was being thrust into the child’s throat so deeply it appeared to Jennifer that the girl’s jaw was broken. She appeared to have passed out again, and blood was trickling from her sexy little crotch.
The audience was on their feet, cheering the outrageous display of debauchery. The curtain dropped and the men put Jennifer unceremoniously down. As she moved toward the side of the small stage to give Tony a piece of her mind she saw it. There was a marquee board announcing the act she had just taken part in. It read:
LITTLE GIRL RAPED
LIVE on STAGE
MOTHER FORCED TO EAT HER OWN SHIT
featuring
THE SELECTED WOMAN
There was that strange phrase again. She had to remember to ask Tony what the fuck it meant.
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“You Bastard!” she screamed at Tony while he cleaned her up backstage. “That was a set-up! What kind of fucking fool do you take me for?”
He had a warm wet towel between her legs, rubbing the shit out of her cunt and from between her buttocks. The prick was handling her like she was nothing more than an exotic animal, a piece of meat, not a human, and he was now totally ignoring her scolding.
“You knew they were going to make me do that!” she ranted at him. “You Asshole! You have your nerve getting me involved in a brutal humiliating show like that!” She could feel her neck going red with her anger.
“Making me eat my own shit in front of that audience is so disgusting I can’t even tell you,” she continued. “And raping the kid is one thing, making her have brutal sex on stage with several men at once in front of an audience was what she was brought here for like you explained, but that brutal fucking beating! They might as well have murdered her!”
“They don’t kill all the entertainers,” he replied with a smile, finally acknowledging her, “You entertained, and you’re alive, aren’t you?”
The shock of what he said took a moment to hit her. Her mind flashed back to the whipping stage last night, and the image of the decapitation of the French girl Jennine burned again into her mind. She now understood in a new way that there were no limits to what could be done to the female entertainers on this evil ship.
Perhaps the only reason she was alive was that she was needed for the act with the animals. Would there be a twist ending to that act, that she might not be supposed to survive?
Tony gave her a mouth rinse to get the taste of her crap out of her mouth.
She took several rinses, spitting the excess out onto the floor. In the corner of the hallway sat the naked little girl who had been beaten, unattended and sobbing, her body severely bruised and with blood trickling from her vagina, anus and the corner of her mouth.
Jennifer had to admit that she had felt sexually stimulated by the sight of the pretty little kid being brutally beaten and violently raped. There was something so neat about taking the innocence of a child in such a harsh, cruel and inhuman manner that she found exciting.
Even seeing the little cunt sitting there naked and helpless, with cum dribbling out of her swollen and bruised little cunnie, the kid was erotically stimulating.
‘My God,’ she thought to herself, ‘What’s happening to me? Look at me standing naked, spewing mouthwash out onto the floor like a common whore. Just look at how far I’ve come, me, a woman of standing in the community, with an important role in the Central Library, having given in to the evil of lust, and in so few days!’
“Those brutal bastards had no right to do that to me,” she said to Tony, “It’s bad enough raping and beating that little girl, but hurting me, and making me produce and then eat a turd of my fresh stinking poop, and in front of all those people! It’s fucking disgusting!”
In response Tony clamped a studded leather collar around her neck, and attached a chain to it, “Listen, you naked cunt,” he said to her, “You’re my personal property aboard this ship, and you’ll do everything I say, without question, including baring your ass, taking a shit in front of everybody, and then eating it!”
He ran the chain down between her legs as he stood her up straight so that it pressed against her gold clit ring and rubbed against her swollen cunt meat and the protruding ring of her distended anus as it was punishingly jerked tightly up through her ass crack.
THE END OF CHAPTER TWELVE