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Writer: Regis
Subject: DEER HUNTING LORETTA 3
Story Codes: Erotic Horror
Deer Hunting Loretta 3
She was taken back to the tack room, and the woman who had been talking to the pilot was there waiting. “We’d better get her ready, they’ll want to start soon,” she said to Loretta’s handler. “The other one is being brought down from the house. She’s been Rich’s guest.”
Then she turned to Loretta. “You’ve been promoted, sweetie,” she said to Loretta, “You’re going to be transformed with a new assignment, altered from a bitch to a deer.” The women stood Loretta up and removed her choke chain. She stood still, naked, not sure what was to happen next.
They gave her an enema to flush out her colon now that she had evacuated it in her brief public performance, and then repeated the enema, deeper this time, and when that was done gave her two more, until when she squeezed to shit it out, the water she produced was running clear.
She felt as if the women had cleared out her entire intestinal track with her hose, which is exactly what they had done. Next they gave her a sponge bath. As the women worked, they talked, and the woman who had chatted with the pilot filled in the one who had acted as Loretta’s handler.
“You wouldn’t believe what they did at the party last night,” she started, but then address Loretta. “Hey, you were there, kid,” she said, “Did you see them snuff that gorgeous stockbroker?”
“I saw them fucking her, two at a time, in her bum and in her cunt,” Loretta answered, as the long enema shaft was thrust deeper into her anus, “but I had to leave to go to the washroom, and then I was grabbed there and got kidnapped by those two naked guys.”
Ignoring her from then on, the woman went on to describe what she had been told. “The pilot said it was really fantastic. They stuffed dildos in her throat, cunt and ass…..”
“I saw that part!” Loretta volunteered.
Ignoring her interruption, the woman went on, “They tied the woman’s huge tits with sash cord and hung her by them, and nothing else. Can you imagine her, swinging naked by her huge bulbous breasts?”
“Sure,” the other replied, “When I was in college, one of the girls trying to get into our Sorority turned out to be a real pain, nobody liked her, because she was fucking our boyfriends before she even got in. She was a real skag whore, a cunt we didn’t want in our group.
“We knew how to handle her. We accepted her, and for her initiation half a dozen of us stripped her, tied her hands behind her back, and then hung her by tight cords around her big tits. While she was hanging there, we had our boyfriends over and we had a party. She hung there naked for nearly seven hours.
“The guys were startled at first, and embarrassed to look, but once they got used to it and saw that it was okay with us, because we had done it to her, they thought it was terrific, having the naked girl hanging there by her big tits, her cunt on display, like a profane statue.
“Every time we opened a beer, we stuffed the metal bottle caps up into her cunt. We must have gone through six cases of beer that night. Can you imagine having seventy sharp beer bottle caps thrust up into your twat? My God, that must have been horrible, but taught her a good lesson.
“By four o’clock in the morning, we had enough beer into the guys that their inhibitions were down, so we cut her down and they all took turns butt fucking the slut. All the girls in our sorority made bets on how fast our dates would cum inside her. In an hour her asshole was a slime bucket, so we sewed it closed with thin copper wire.
“Next we sewed her mouth closed and her big nipples together. By then it was five o’clock in the morning, so the guys helped us take her out and mount her cunt on the muzzle of the old cannon on the lawn in front of the campus library. The thing was more than four inches wide, and we had a hell of a time getting her pussy over it, but it was well worth the effort.
“You should have heard the naked bitch trying to scream through her sewn lips as we left her there, supported only by the grip of her cunt on the barrel of that old cannon. Our prank caused quite a scandal, but it was never traced back to us. We never saw the conniving bitch on campus again.”
“Jesus, you guys played rough at college,” the woman replied. “So did these guys last night. Everyone was given darts, and they used the swinging female stock broker as a target. She twisted as best she could, providing good entertainment value with her postures.
“She moaned delightfully through the obscene gag in her throat as the long points of the darts slammed into her. Apparently, she took more than a hundred direct hits. When they were finished with her they cut her down, and pulled out all of the darts as painfully as possible.
Her naked flesh was bleeding all over from the puncture holes from the cruel darts. The boys then took up their knives and they sliced holes in her neck and navel, about three inches long. They thrust their pricks into the new cunt-sized holes and gave her another unique double body fuck.
It sounded fantastic, I wish I’d been there to see it. The pilot said the audience went wild. When they were finished and shot their spunk into her body, they got hold of their knives again, and went to work on the proud naked lady with a vengeance. They ripped her belly wide open, and gutted the beautiful bitch alive.
By all accounts, it was a fabulous event.” Loretta gagged, and they moved her over to the sink quickly, not wanting to have a mess to clean up.
“I really wish I’d been there. And the pilot said the entertainment last night was just a warm-up for this event.”
“How are they hunting them?” the other woman asked.
“I think it will be bows and arrows, the same as last time.”
“Holy shit,” the other said, standing back and looking over Loretta’s naked and supple fifteen-year-old body. “That was bloody brutal, with those two pre-pubescent kids. The problem last time was letting his guests handle the bows. Rich has got some real marksmen to shoot these human deer this time.
“I hear he’s got some Florida poachers, who hunt deer in the swamps so silently that they can pick off the warden’s dogs without him knowing it. Today’s cunt hunt should be fantastic.” Now Loretta did toss her biscuits. If they were trying to scare her, they were succeeding.
They were going to hunt her with real arrows. Everything was happening so fast her head was spinning. Just last night she was a drive-through-window girl at Wendy’s, and then suddenly she was Rich’s guest, enjoying real adult tough sex acts. The business woman had been so beautiful, and she had been forced to shit on the bitch’s fresh grave.
Now she was about to be hunted to death by expert cunt killers for the fun of these people! Just then the door behind her opened, and someone came in.
Loretta turned around and suddenly screamed. It was her twin sister, Lorraine. She was wearing a stunning dress, and had her hair done up so beautifully that she looked four years older than her true age of fifteen.
“What are you doing here, Lorrie?” Lorraine asked. One of the women grabbed her and slapped her face violently.
“No talking, bitch! Get out of those clothes, now!”
“You better do as she says,” Loretta said. “The ‘or else’ is pretty horrible.”
“Rich is going to kill you for doing this, lady!” Lorraine shouted as she held her struck face. “I’m his girlfriend, and this is his ranch! How come you’re bare naked, Lorrie? What’s going on here?”
“Rich fucked you all night last night, then he drove you up here, and he sent you down here to the tack room, right?” asked one of the muscular women.
Lorraine was speechless, then stammered, “Well, yes, but…”
“Then get out of those clothes, right now!” She put her arm on Lorraine’s shoulder. “He told you to do exactly as I tell you, didn’t he? I’m his prime cunt handler, and you all have to do exactly what I tell you!”
Again she hesitated. Loretta was delighted to see her sister put on the spot like this. The snotty bitch had this kind of treatment coming to her. She couldn’t wait to see what they were going to do to the stupid cunt.
“Get out of those clothes, and do it fast!” the woman commanded her. To make her point, she slapped Lorraine’s face so hard that her head was jerked to one side. Loretta was toweled dry as Lorraine reluctantly undressed, sobbing quietly in self-pity, and then they were both told to bend over.
“The reason the hound was used was to prepare the portal,” one of the women told Loretta, as she thrust a thick wooden plug deep into her frequently abused asshole. “With you young ones, it’s tough to get this plug into you without rupturing your asshole, unless it has been loosened up first.
“This is the anchor, to help make a deer out of you.” Attached to the stout plug was a short brown fur tail, white on the underside, that stood erect, like the tail of a deer. Lorraine was not so lucky, because her anus had not been prepared, and she screamed as her tight rectum was violated with the large tail plug.
The plug was large enough to hurt her going in, even though a gob of lubricant was smeared on the end of the invading post to make it slide more smoothly into her rectum. This was getting deadly serious, giving the naked girls these obscene tails before the hunt.
Then they placed a headpiece onto each of the girls, that were made to look like the upper half of the head of a deer, and may have been real. They had long slender antlers, gleaming eyes, and a damp nose. The masks covered the upper part of the girl’s faces, revealing only their mouth and lower jaw.
The otherwise naked girls had to tip their heads back as far as possible just to be able to see, exposing their throats, and even then, they had to peek down their cheeks. This made it appear that the two naked human deer with their deer masks were gazing at the sky.
Finally, the nude fifteen-year-old twins were given a pair of strange shoes.
These were like the front part of high heels, and the girls’ big toe was held away from her other toes, as the shoe had the shape of a cloven hoof. There was a shaft that extended back, that lay against the sole of her foot, and was very uncomfortable only when they stood flat on her foot.
If they stood up on their toes, which was the intention, they were quite comfortable. The shoes were filled with glue, so that when they put them on, they were glued onto their feet. It felt weird at first, but the special glue filled the space between their toes and dried quickly, making the shoes fit even better.
Loretta looked down and then at her gorgeous twin sister, and was startled to see how much these well-crafted hooves made them both look like real deer. Naked fifteen-year-old twin sisters, now converted to be deer, and readied to be hunted like a pair of wild animals.
Similar devices were attached to their hands, splitting their thumb and forefinger from the other three fingers. These were also glued onto them, and Loretta was dismayed that she no longer had the use of her hands. She hoped that the glue would dissolve easily afterwards.
She tried walking, forced up onto her tiptoes in the bizarre toe shoes, and she found that it was not as difficult as she had imagined it would be. As long as her legs were strong enough to stay up on tiptoe, she would be all right. What she noticed was the strange feeling of the thick wooden plug in her anus when she walked. This was really weird, she thought.
“Deer don’t stand upright, kids, get down and crawl, like you were taught.” Loretta got down, and with these devices on her hands, she was surprised at how much longer her arms seemed to be. Her back felt like it was almost level, with her pretty round ass raised, which would reveal her beautiful sex organ under the raised anus-mounted tail.
This position took some of the strain off her feet, but now she was not sure if her hands were strong enough to use them in these strange feeling hoof devices.
She showed Lorraine how to move, and her sister caught on fast.
They moved around, and Loretta noticed that the tail in her asshole moved as she did, and she realized for the first time how much her ass swung when she walked. She found it even more difficult to see in this position, and her neck hurt when she lifted it to see.
Suddenly Loretta saw her image in a mirror, and she was startled at the incredible effect of the mask, tail and hooves. She turned to see her profile, and the tail was just as authentic. She had once seen a real live deer at the zoo, and she had to confess she was a good substitute.
In fact she was even better, with her naked female body, with her titties swinging from her chest as she moved. She was also sure that her vagina was clearly visible beneath the tail from the rear. Her rich deep tan matched the color of a deer’s coat, as did her sister’s. She realized how carefully the two of them had been selected for this incredible role.
From outside the barn, she heard the sound of horses walking, and coming to a stop just outside the door. Within a few minutes, she was sure there were more than two dozen of the big animals had moved to right outside the door. Suddenly there was the loud blast of a hunting horn.
Someone was trumpeting the call for the hunt. She had heard such a horn on television, and it was unmistakable. “Let them go!” came a booming voice, which Loretta recognized as belonging to Rich. If there were anything in her gut, she would have shit. This was really going to happen!
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The two women pulled open a door to the outside on the other side of the tack room, and told the bizarrely outfitted naked young girls to run. “It’s just a game,” the women assured them, “But you’ve got to do it right, or Rich will be very angry with you, and you know what that can mean.”
To make their point, the two women lashed at the girls’ bare rumps with leather belts, smacking them so that they bolted out wide doorway into the bright sunlight.
“You’ve got to stay down on all fours as long as you can,” the other added, shouting after them as they ran. “Just remember, it will go bad for you when you stand up.
“Now get going, you’ve got five minutes before they come after you,” said the first, and they both slapped the twin teenagers on their naked ass. Loretta and Lorraine had burst out of the door, running on all fours, and headed across the open field to the nearest trees.
Loretta knew she could run faster if she could stand up, but she also remembered the words drilled into her brain just in the last moment, and she couldn’t allow it to go bad for herself or for Lorraine. She remembered the fresh grave of the beautiful business woman, and the vivid description of the horrible things they did to her before they killed her, just for fun.
These were the people who had done it, and they could just as easily do it to her. Rich and the others, mounted on horseback, watched the lean figures of the naked young deer girls running on all fours across the field, and were amused at how well they stuck to their instructions.
In five minutes they had not yet reached the woods, although they could easily have made it in two minutes had they stood up and run full out like a human. The woods were less than a quarter of a mile away. The riders were in no hurry. Had they been upright, the naked deer girls would have made it.
After the girls disappeared from sight, they gave them an extra thirty seconds, then set off after them a relaxed canter. The big purebred horses covered the distance to the edge of the wood quickly, and the dozen riders, were all wearing the authentic leather costumes of tenth century English archers.
Most frightening, they were all armed with powerful bows and a quiver full of lethal arrows. The riders separated, then moved in a pre-planned sweeping action, designed to herd their naked human female prey toward a clearing which was to the left and up a gentle slope.
Chasing them would be easy, because there was no undergrowth in the woods to hide them, and even if the teen girls could avoid the clearing, several of the archers were certain to get a clear shot at each of them sooner or later. There was nowhere for the girls to hide or escape to, because the manicured forest was surrounded by a tall fence that was capped with barbed wire, and which was also electrified.
The only question was when, rather than if the armed riders would catch their delightful prey, and which would fall first, Rich’s party girl, with the Man’s freshly planted seed in her womb, or her innocent twin sister, who had performed for them both as and with the hound.
When the deer girls had reached the cover of the forest, they were immediately disappointed that it did not offer the kind of protection they had anticipated. They stood up, and the first thing they tried to do was to remove the uncomfortable tails from their assholes. With the hooves glued onto their hands, they were unable to grasp the tails to get them out.
Loretta tried to take off her mask, and was surprised to find that it was stuck fast onto her head at several points with something like crazy glue. She almost panicked as she struggled unsuccessfully to remove the mask and the hoof gloves. Lorraine had made the same shocking discovery.
In unison, the girls both screamed at the stark realization that they were not only being exploited as sexual animals, but that these evil people had made permanent changes to them.
They had been manipulated into playing the part of obscene animals for this stupid fantasy game. What was frightening for Loretta was the knowledge of the dire consequences if they did not play along with the bizarre sexual game.
“We have to go back and demand they stop making fools of us,” she said, and Loretta notice how erotic her sister looked when she was mad, particularly when she was naked and in the strange animal get up.
“It isn’t that easy,” she explained to her sister. “Last night they killed a woman, just for fun. I was there, and they tortured a couple of others really bad, in a sex show at Rich’s house.”
“You’re crazy. I was there too,” said Lorraine, “and nobody was killed. Rich told me to wait up in his master bedroom and watch TV for a while, because he was having an important business meeting downstairs. Then when he finally came up, we made wonderful love half the night.”
“That’s not how it was,” Loretta said. There was no meeting, but I don’t know how you missed the party going on, because people were everywhere.”
“There wasn’t any party. I was there the whole time. Rich and I went up to the master bedroom, and we had drinks, and then I had a little rest while he had his meeting.”
“He drugged your drink, to keep you out of the way.”
“That’s a lie,” Lorraine said, uncertainly. “He even checked on me, and when he was free, it was really late, and we had a snack and then we made love.”
“He makes sure all the girls he uses get a penis into them somehow, but its not usually love making, if you know what I mean.”
“What do you mean? He made love to me.”
“I bet there was a twist of some kind,” Loretta said. Did he leave the lights on?”
“Yes, they were quite bright.”
“And you did it on top of the bed, right? Not under the covers?”
“He likes it best in the open, as he put it,” What are you getting at?”
”Did he just fuck you, or did he make you do other things?” Loretta asked.
“He didn’t make me do anything, but he did ask me nicely, so I did some things for him.”
“Like what?”
“Well, he didn’t want to hurt me by penetrating me, so he asked me to break my own hymen first.
“You had to pop your own cherry! Ha! That must have been a sight!”
“He gave me a special narrow knife to do it with, it was a special knife just for doing that, one he brought back
from Cairo, and he told me how to use it.”
“Anything else?”
“Yes, even though I bled, he asked me to prove I had popped my cherry by putting a big plastic cock into me. It was huge, and it really hurt, but he told me to take my time, and it wasn’t too bad once it was in.”
“Did he tell you or did you know that you were performing on television?”
Lorraine’s jaw dropped. “How do you know?”
“That’s why the lights were up. I bet there were a lot of mirrors in the room.”
“Even the ceiling. That bastard. I thought he just liked to see himself perform.”
“Then he fucked you?” Loretta asked?
“Yes, then he asked me to do some….”
“Look out, they’re coming!” Loretta shouted. “Run!” Both girls ran, upright, and on their toes in the strange hoof-shoes. They lifted their heads back to see where they were going, but they could not see each other as they ran, and they were quickly separated.
Loretta ran toward what she thought was thicker woods, but as she moved she saw that she was chasing an illusion, with the large trees uniformly spaced. There were no fallen trees to hide behind, and only the occasional bush, which were all too small to provide any cover.
When she was getting short of wind, Loretta turned to see where Lorraine was, and was surprised that her twin sister had somehow disappeared. Lorraine had last been on her left, so she guessed she had gone up the slope toward higher ground. She could hear the horses, and when they slowed, she was sure they had reached the woods.
She stopped and listened carefully, to judge which way the horses were moving. The sound in the woods was misleading, and she had to guess. It sounded like they were moving to the right, so she quickly ran to the left, in the direction she thought Lorraine had gone. There was excellent footing, which made running in the hoof shoes not too difficult, which was a good thing, because the slope was steeper than she had guessed.
Or maybe it was that she was not in shape. She had never been a jock, but physical things usually came easy to her. It was probably just peeking out under the damned mask that made things hard to judge.
Suddenly she saw a horseman directly in front of her. She froze.
He was facing away from her, and the horse was standing stock still, watching and listening. The man raised his arms, and took his bow off his shoulder. Quietly he strung it, stretching the string and arching the bow with his powerful arms.
Then he very carefully drew an arrow out of his quiver. His every move was so smooth that it was like the breeze blew him. The man was one with nature. She saw the vicious steel tip of the arrow, and her heart stopped. It was big, and it had three jagged, saw tooth edges.
They were going to shoot her and her sister with these savage weapons! The bowman seated the arrow against his fist which gripped the bow, notched the feathered end onto the string, and steadily pulled it back, taking aim. Loretta noticed how smooth each action was, flowing evenly into the next, and for a moment thought what a beautiful act it was.
The bow moved slightly to the right, as if following its target, and her eyes followed he bowman’s aim. With a shock, she spotted her naked and bizarrely costumed sister climbing up the gentle slope, oblivious of the danger ahead of her. Loretta was unable to breathe. This was so exciting that she wanted to scream, now that she was going to see her sister getting her own back in spades.
Part of her wanted to shout out a warning, but the many abuses she had endured on her twin sister’s account, and the certain knowledge that any sound she made would bring an arrow rushing toward her silenced her. In her excitement she lost control of her bladder, and she urinated onto the grass.
The man patiently tracked his naked prey with the arrow as she moved toward him. When he was ready, he let out a soft whistle. Lorraine lifted her head in curiosity, and suddenly she saw the man on the horse. He had deliberately baited her, wanting her to look. It took the startled girl a second to notice the drawn bow, and then it was too late.
The arrow flew cleanly toward her with a soft whistling sound, and caught her shoulder, just below the collar bone. With an audible ‘thunk’, it drove through her, and as she was spun by the force of the hit, Loretta was startled to see that the missile had driven right through her, with the head sticking out above her shoulder blade. Her gasp was covered by Lorraine’s horrified scream.
Loretta moved behind a large tree as she saw a second bowman at ninety degrees to the other. His horse was also standing still, and he had probably been there all along. His bow was also drawn, and as Lorraine scrambled on all fours, her back was to him, and his swift arrow found her right buttock.
The slender shaft was suddenly nearly one third buried in the firm but tender meat of her rump. Lorraine was permitted to get up, and Loretta was startled to see that her arrow-pierced sister was able to run, and she did. The men sat calmly, watching her go.
She had a noticeable limp, but was still able to move quickly, running up on her toes in the tiny bizarre cloven shoes. Loretta heard a soft whistle behind her, and she spun around to see six riders sitting behind her.
One of them was Rich, and two of them were beautiful women. She realized that if the horses walked instead of ran, the grass and soft soil would dampen their hoofbeats, and that was how they had managed to sneak up on her without her hearing them.
Terror turned to horror as one of the men released an arrow at her. She lost sight of it, but felt it hit her side, just below the rib cage as she tried to twist away, and she felt the burning pain where the head cut its way out through her back. She thought she was gong to vomit, but resisted the impulse. This was for real, and these people were playing for keeps. They were going to kill her and her sister, just for the fun of it.
With these hoof gloves glued onto her hands, she was unable to pull out the arrow, and with it sticking right through, she knew it would be impossibly painful to do anyway. This was all really incredible, stuck through with an arrow, and bare naked in this crazy costume, and her, teenager Loretta, who worked at the drive through window at Wendy’s.
THE END OF CHAPTER THREE