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Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: DEBAUCHING OF JENNIFER 11
Published: 27.12.2024
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 11
As Tony had told her, the ship was in international water, and whatever the captain permitted to happen was legal. When they returned to port there could be an investigation only if there were an inquiry or complaint, and she was sure nobody knew these girls had sailed on this ship.
The men who had procured them would have seen to that. Jennifer realized with a chill that nobody knew Tony had invited her aboard either, but of course, she imagined that for most people that was the case. After all, who would want friends or neighbors to know they loved this kind of entertainment?
If these girls were allowed to live, they could tell about the abuse they had experienced, and bring all of this thrilling debauchery to an end. By killing them, Jennifer realized, there would be no threat of exposure, so she decided that killing them now would protect the sanctity of the ship, and was therefore really the best idea.
She was sure that the crew were very discrete about any outsiders knowing who was aboard the sex cruise ship. She was fully aware that nobody knew that she was on this ship. That was how things had to be if they were going to have the freedom to obey and violate laws.
As she remembered how things had gone for the two young slaughtered girls, she recalled the man had sliced right through Jennine’s neck and had held the severed head high in the air. With a single strong slash, the man had cleanly decapitated the beautiful bound teenage French girl.
Triple jets of blood had jetted from the slender stump of her neck. Jennifer had felt herself cumming, and realized that what had happened was the natural completion of the bizarre event. She had found that the headless naked whipped body was quite a turn-on.
As she remembered it, her hand went inadvertently to her crotch as she remembered the incredible scene of totally profane debauchery. Her expensive lace panties had been soaked in her warm piss, as she had found the killing made her lose continence with excitement.
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As the voyage of the Danish cruise ship with its violent sex shows progressed, expectations rose, and the action on board heated up. The next day Jennifer was on duty in the show-and-touch lounge, and she had a new experience at being caressed by the hands of passengers.
She realized in a new way the kind of violent fantasies they had as they touched and squeezed her naked flesh, and shivers ran up her spine at the thoughts she had, remembering the outrageous beating and cold-blooded decapitation of the chesty teens.
That night Tony saw that Jennifer was still excited by the violent stage act she had witnessed, and he persuaded her to get personally but indirectly involved in one of the many staged violent sex acts. “Wouldn’t it be fun to get directly involved” he asked, and she couldn’t argue.
He assured her it would not be dangerous, but would be a good experience for her to get some exposure on stage before she took part in the event she had come onto the ship to perform. This event was to be a rape of a pretty little six-year-old Dutch girl.
At first, Jennifer was hesitant when Tony told her they were going to rape the little girl on stage. She had been so shocked by the twin murders in the whipping show the night before that she was nervous about actually becoming directly involved. At least it wasn’t to take part in a killing.
She was relieved when the announced purpose of this act was to be the deliberate rape of an innocent little girl, and she liked the idea of participating because the kid was so young. This was just going to be some raunchy sexual abuse of a naked little cuntlet, just for the thrill of the audience.
Tony explained that the child was no virgin, and judging by the district they had found her in, she had probably already been raped several times. He further said that the child had been brought on board the ship instead of being left on the street, to be in this simple little show.
It could be considered a rescue, because had she been left, not only would she probably be both raped again several times, but just as likely, she would also probably be murdered by some sexual pervert in a dark alley or a seedy hotel room within a few months.
By kidnapping her, the ship’s “talent scouts” had probably saved the child’s life. Now they had her on the ship where everything the captain approved was completely legal, then she might as well be raped by actors on stage for the enjoyment of real upstanding citizens, rather than just a few cheap punks.
Anyway, the kid at least owed them that for saving her life. Tony pressed the point that it would be a great chance for Jennifer to get into a daring sex act without too much direct involvement, just to see how much she liked it, and to get used to being a performer in the spotlight. After all, the rape of the little girl, who would learn important life lessons from the experience, wasn’t going to affect her.
With that logic, she agreed to do it. If they had saved her life, they were unlikely to now take it. Whatever, it was all good, all she had to do was walk onto a small stage holding the hand of the naked six-year-old little girl, playing the part of the pretty child’s mother.
The slender little girl had her straight blonde hair cut in the traditional severe bangs Jennifer had seen so often when in Holland. The remarkably beautiful child had wide innocent blue eyes, and Jennifer had some difficulty picturing her as a street urchin as Tony had described.
If it were true, she was certain the good-looking little girl would easily attract rapists. Jennifer felt exposed and daring in the red high heels and the thin silk dress. She was completely naked underneath. This part had been her idea because she thought she would feel sexier this way.
She had been right, and the feeling of the smooth silk dress clinging to and sliding against her nakedness and rubbing into excitement her hard nipples and erect ring-pierced clit made her feel as sexually stimulating as she knew she was. This was already exciting.
The stage in the small theater was designed to look like an alley, and when she and the pretty little girl walked onto the set, the audience was already warmed up and gave the two of them a rousing reception. This was a great way to get the show started, considering there’d been no rehearsal.
There had been another act before them. Jennifer saw some torn pantyhose and a bra with red stains that looked like it had been slit with a knife. She cringed as she imagined the sharp blade slicing through the material and the tender breast meat of the woman wearing it.
Before their eyes became used to the bright light of the stage, three muscular toughs wearing only thin t-shirts, dirty sneakers and raging erections came on and grabbed them. One of them held her, ripping her dress open while the other two stripped, double raped and then severely beat the kid.
Jennifer screamed at the men, horrified at the brutality of their violent sexual attack on the harmless little girl. They quickly ruptured her pretty little asshole with their monstrous pricks, and double fucked her while violently beating her face and little body with their fists.
While Jennifer screamed and struggled, the powerful punk who was holding her lifted her dress, ripped it severely, and then painfully squeezed her big breasts and thrust several dirty fingers up into her dry cunt. He followed that by thrusting his thumb up into her asshole.
She instinctively kicked frantically toward his big testicles, but he was holding her in a position that made effective contact with his balls virtually impossible. What was left of the dress was so tightly stretched as he bent her backwards that at first her big tits were squeezed so that they bulged obscenely.
They used so much force that the seam down the center split, freeing the firm breasts. To the cheers of the audience, the guy holding her ripped what remained of the flimsy dress off her, leaving her stark naked. Now she wore only her spike-heeled shoes and cheap costume jewelry.
They had given her the jewelry for the act and were more of an attraction than the fading kid, who she noticed had just passed out. Jennifer’s asshole hurt like hell from the man’s thumb digging into her colon. Tony’s thick cock had ravaged her pretty shit chute each night, but that was no preparation for this brutal digital treatment.
She felt shame as she was turned, completely naked except for the shoes, to face toward the audience, who she could now see clearly. To rutt her naked groin on a table in front of a few appreciating people in a classy saloon was one thing, but to be brutally sexually humiliated on the stage of a small but packed theater was another.
Despite this feeling of complete revulsion at the degradation and humiliation of this kind of public treatment, Jennifer could feel an urgent churning of excitement in her belly, and the flush of moisture in her invaded cunt. This wanton display of sexual violence and raw exhibitionism was turning her on.
THE END OF CHAPTER ELEVEN