INCREDIBLE SAGA OF MASTER SLAVER ZODA 3

Feature Writer: Regis

Feature Title: INCREDIBLE SAGA OF MASTER SLAVER ZODA 3

Published: 16.04.2023

Story Codes: Historical, Torture, Young One, Snuff, WS, NC, Rape

Synopsis: Adventures of a sadistic slave master

Incredible Saga Of Master Slaver Zoda 3

Chapter Fifteen — Wolves on the Deer & Dear Girls

In the stands, the burly young ushers were moving from now to row, selecting attractive young “volunteers”, pretty maidens in their teens, the daughters of citizens who had not paid the last monthly tax, and who were to be forgiven the next tax collection, for donating the young ladies to the cause.

These Roman citizens and their wives had come prepared, and had brought the girls dressed as Zoda had requested of the head tax collector, bathed and perfumed, wearing a nearly-transparent white gauze shift, and with garlands of small white flowers woven artfully into their neatly braided hair.

The lovely young maidens of Rome, still innocently unaware of their intended use, were being escorted by the burly guards in groups of three or four down into a large holding and preparation room down under the stands. They were blushing and giggling, as young girls do, not aware of what awaited them.

Part of their embarrassment was because the gauze shifts they wore were too short to completely hide their genitals with the neatly shaved pubic area as they stepped down the rows, with members of the audience turning and grinning as they glimpsed they lovely maidens beautifully displayed hairless private parts.

There were eventually eight of them gathered, and the lithe and lively teens were all highly excited by what they were told they were going to do as part of the spectacle. On the sand floor of the preparation room were a pair of large wooden platforms that resembled stages or barges, but there was no water to be seen.

Among other things, they were told they would be provided with a very close view of the exciting carnage. Meanwhile, in another part of the holding area. The next group of Zoda’s women were being prepared to enter the floor of the arena. Ten of them, aged sixteen and over, were stripped naked, and were formed into a large circle, facing outward, their backs toward the center, their luscious legs wide spread.

They crossed their arms over the shoulders of the young nudes beside them, setting the size of their circle. Leather thongs were used to bind each shapely ankle to the ankles of the women two places over, in both directions, and their overlapping arms were similarly bound, so that functionally they formed a large circle that was now single interwoven organism, like a human daisy chain.

Not one of these delightful young women could move without affecting all of the others. In this position their bare backs were fully protected, but their naked throats, tits, bellies and cunt’s were just as fully exposed. Two other identical circles were formed, the second using busty juvenile girls under the age of sixteen.

The third such group was made up of pre-pubescent nine, ten, and eleven-year-old girls. With the rigorous application of whips, they quickly learned to coordinate their movement, and when the gates opened, they were able to move slowly out into the hot sand, with the eager audience delighting in their struggle to move together.

This was going to prove to be a spectacular exhibition, of the sort that only the great slaver Zoda could devise. Its design was amazingly simple. When the three rings of bound young bitches were in position in the arena, one near either end of the Coliseum floor and the group of children in the middle of the oval, the men with their whips retreated, leaving the naked rings of fully exposed feminine sexuality standing still in their appointed positions.

Suddenly a gate at the far end of the arena opened, and a beautiful young doe and her fawn bolted into the arena, in the full flight of dreadful fear. Quickly the reason for their terror was apparent: hot on their heels was a large ravenous pack of gray wolves, beasts of prey that thrived on the flesh of deer.

These two delicate creatures and the large pack of vicious carnivorous hunters had been brought over the Alps from the Germanic forests especially for this barbaric exhibition. The audience rose to their feet cheering. Zoda had stirred their imagination again. There could be only one outcome of this event.

There were at least fifty ravenous wolves in the pursuing pack, and they ignored the tight groupings of naked human females as they went after the live and fleeing venison. There was no escape route for the two fleet deer, and the mother tried vainly to protect her young fragile fawn by kicking out with her sharp hooves, but there was no contest.

The deer were incredibly outnumbered, and quickly both of the sleek female animals were pulled down. The girls screamed in horror and the crowd cheered in delight as the two downed creatures were ripped open, and the ravenous wolves fought over their tender flesh and succulent organs.

There was not nearly enough meat on the two fallen deer to go around, and the wolves fought ferociously with each other over each scrap of fresh venison. Very few could be satisfied with the meal.

Suddenly the pack of ravenous wolves became aware of three clusters of innocent slave women and girls, standing bound in circles with their naked cunts, bellies and tits fully exposed. This was, to the wolves, a smorgasbord more delightful than they could imagine. Few had tasted human meat, but they were famished, and ready to indulge.

On the stone railing around the coliseum’s pit, both men and women spectators lifted their robes and pissed down onto the hot sand floor of the arena in their growing sexual excitement, stirred to action by their anticipation of the raw violent carnage that was about to occur. They all knew the carnage that was coming.

They had become highly aroused by witnessing the forced birthing, the dozen creative crucifixions, guttings and decapitations, and by the cruel slaughter of the delicate doe and her fawn. Now they were ready to witness the mass killings of the many lovely naked nude girls by the ravenous wolves.

The great pack of hungry animals moved toward the bevy of buxom adult bitches first, curiously totally ignoring the other two covens of quivering young cunts. For some inexplicable reason, the large pack of snarling canines seemed most interested in the naked flesh of ring of females who were sixteen years old and older. It could only have been their big tits.

The large gray wolves slowly closed in as they circled the large ring of nervous and agitated females. The beautiful young slave women could see the blood of the deer being diluted by saliva on the yellowed fangs of the snarling wolves. The tanned flesh of Zoda’s naked female slaves gleamed with sweat in the bright sunlight as the cautious wolves checked them for any sign of weakness.

The crowd was surprisingly hushed, wanting to hear the first scream as the wolves continued to close, circling the ring of raw carnal sexuality. The sour smell of the wolves’ breath was overpowering as they moved to within half a height, snarling and sniffing at the steaming cunts of the bound human bitches.

It was incredible that the wolves restrained themselves for such a long time. At last the first scream came. The largest wolf, a gray and black dominant male, leaped up onto one of the two blacks in the ring of naked bound females, a beautiful large breasted brown skinned girl who’s head was shaved clean.

Her shrill scream was immediately joined by the girls on either side of her, as the brutal beast dug its long fangs into one of her big firm boobs, and ripped half of the fleshy pod from her chest. That was the signal the other animals were waiting for to pounce, and with no further hesitation, they all did.

The hysterical screaming of the ten beautiful bitches and the vicious snarling of the wolves filled the arena before the attentive audience opened their throats in excitement at the ravishing of female flesh with the vicious tit, belly and cunt ripping that was going on before their delighted eyes.

Meanwhile, one side of the first ring of bound women under attack collapsed, as several of the ripped bitches stumbled and fell to their knees, dragging others with them. Another wave of famished wolves moved in as the first tore morsels of gleaming flesh from the bodies of the naked screaming women and girls.

It was truly spectacular. This was the kind of violent and bloody flesh-ripping action the jaded citizens of Rome had come to expect for their daily entertainment in the Coliseum. Several of the wolves broke off and attacked the second ring of young human females, composed of the chesty girls in early puberty, aged twelve to fifteen.

These girls were ripe for the killing, screaming hysterically and wriggling in a debasing dance of fear, as far as was possible in their interlaced binding, as they were expected to do. Jets of hot crimson blood gushed from the girls open gaping wounds as the vicious fangs of the wolves ripped at their breasts and bellies.

What was even more exciting was for the audience to watch as wolf fangs, dripping with blood, sunk into the tender meat of their juvenile cuntlets. Three large male wolves hit the same big chested young blonde girl in the belly at the same time, and with a remarkable showing of brute force, they ripped the flesh of the tantalizing teen’s tummy wide open.

Chapter Sixteen — Wolves Play with the Kiddies

Everywhere in the stands, men were openly butt fucking their pretty young slave girls or their lovely daughters. Women had parted their robes and were masturbating themselves with curved and knurled wooden dildos they had purchases from the vendors under the stands, thrusting the objects wantonly into their steaming cunts.

The whole Coliseum was in excessive, lustful bedlam at the obscene sight of the grossly violent carnal slaughter of the marvelous young naked maidens by the ravenous wolves, and the audience knew they had yet to see the best of Zoda’s magnificent young slaves. They were getting their money’s worth in this marvelous afternoon of carnal entertainment provided by the man reputed to be the world’s greatest slaver.

The swarms of wolves were quickly pulling the two woven wreaths of human nudes apart, tearing out long strings of guts, and ripping off chunks of succulent female flesh and tender and tasty organs. A pair of wolves dragged a gorgeous young screaming girls out of the circle, after both of her arms were chewed through to release her from the binding.

As the wolves dragged the screaming young bitch past the gate behind which Princess Uterissa stood, the writhing girl’s anus opened, and she ejected a thick long stool which dropped into the blood and gore covered sand. The enslaved Princess was repulsed at the cheek of the bitch, and was glad that the armless girl was now being ripped apart by the pair of wolves that had claimed her as their own.

Suddenly a group of wolves broke off the pack, and went after the third bound circle of naked females, the one which was made up of the little girls. Four of the wolves leaped into the center of the circle of children, to get at their backs and tender young buttocks. The bloody carnage was spectacular. The flesh-eating carnivores freely attacked the defenseless little girls, biting into their lean limbs, and ripping off bleeding chunks of flesh and hungrily gulping them down.

At the same time, several of the shrilly shrieking little girls were having savory morsels of their susceptible ass flesh gashed and torn off by ferocious fangs. Soon the pouting little cuntlets of all of the children were bitten into and jerked off them, and in some cases their whole inner sex organs were pulled right out of them at the same time.

When this happened, fat loops of the titles young girl’s pink intestines began to bulge out of her, and would dangle obscenely between her spread legs, until a wolf would seize them and jerk on them so that they pulled further out, finally completely eviscerating the living dog food. Wolves loved to eat the tripe, even with the inner packing of food mostly digested.

An hysterical matronly woman in the audience, totally caught up in the carnal violence unfolding in the arena, responded to the flashing of teeth and the ripping of succulent female flesh by tearing off her robes. Then, wearing only her sandals and her extensive display of jewelry and gold chains, she startled everyone in the Coliseum by jumping over the edge of the high wall onto the arena floor.

The mature bitch, inflamed by the carnal brutality and exciting killing of nude young girls, charged at the pack of feasting wolves, thrusting her big flopping tits, and her slightly rounded belly and her shaved sex-flared, steaming cunt at them. Three of the ravenous beasts obliged the woman masochist by attacking her, quickly sinking their fangs into the mature bitch´s belly, quickly tearing the pale flesh wide open.

She was ripped from her rib-cage to her pelvis, and her glut of pink intestines began to emerge from her. Suddenly the fun was gone from her daring sacrifice, and much too late, the masochistic woman attempted to turn and run. It was far to late for the masochistic cunt to change her mind and turn tail.

The results were devastating. She tangled her legs in her own entrails, which were quickly slithering out of her, and in an instant the three accommodating wolves had clamped their browned fangs into her cunt and both of her big breasts. The force of their jaws buried their teeth deep into her flesh, and they were locked to her.

The horrified rich bitch, suddenly shocked back to reality, fell screaming in terror onto her back on the hot sand, and having donated her chubby voluptuous body to Zoda’s show, the animals shook their heads violently, until they ripped her big breasts and her entire cunt from her writhing gutted body.

The incredibly brutal carnage on the vast floor of the Coliseum was so devastating that there were soon severed limbs, breasts and even a few female heads strewn across the expanse of bloodied sand. Most of the famished wolves were now sitting and feeding on ripped off chunks of raw fresh bitch meat.

Some of the ravenous wolves were fighting over favored morsels, and a few of the female humans in each of the three rings were amazingly still alive. These temporary survivors were whimpering and babbling as the wolves pulled their enticing young bodies apart. They had all now become wolf meat, and fodder for the excitement of the crowd.

Princess Uterissa was in shock at the brutal finality of the violent exhibition of live meat eating. Even the deadly tortures of lovely young women that her father had arranged for guests at his banquets were not this violent. She felt numb as she watched the gutted shapely carcass of a white ten-year-old girl, with the cunt-let and three of her four limbs torn off, being chewed by a pair of wolves.

The captive Princess was too numb to be violently ill, or to even feel nausea, although a couple of innocent young teens sharing her holding pen were not so restrained, and were emptying the contents of their stomachs. Others around the two pukers were angry at them, and beat on them with their fists, until guards had to restrain them.

Zoda would be very angry if any of his female slaves were injured before they entered the arena to die. He prided himself in supplying only prime, undamaged women for the carnage. The burly Roman guards were very effective in handling the naked female slaves, because of the vicious weapons they carried.

They were armed with special whips that produced incredible pain in even cramped quarters, without marking even the delicate flesh of the most intimate parts of the young women’s alluring feminine bodies.

To punish the pair of impudent pukers, the two guards bent them over forward, and then violently raped their exposed and vulnerable tight anuses.

They knew that Zoda would definitely approve of this treatment of the disrespectful young bitches, as long as the pretty young sluts were not allowed to enjoy the painful and debasing experience. The enslaved Princess wished she could take one or both of those magnificent penises into herself, but realized that to be an impossible dream.

She knew that experiencing sexual intercourse was possible for a slave only when it would be totally devastating to the female partner. She was certain that the nearest she was likely to come to having a man thrusting his hot sex meat up inside her womb was the experience she had been given at the beginning of the day’s games.

That was when she had painfully taken Zoda’s mighty fist, not his imposing penis, up into her womb. Even this excruciatingly painful encunting had been done for his and for Caesar’s pleasure, not her own. She knew she was no more important to Zoda than was that large lump of shit that lay on the arena floor outside her cage.

The only thing that mattered to him was how well she gave up her life, and how well she entertained the crowd with her imminent death. Princess Uterissa resolved that she would give them a display of spunk they would remember above all else that they saw here today, one that would make the violent deaths of all of the other girls meaningless by comparison.

None of the gorgeous female slaves would be as bold or as shameless as her. The knot in her gut spread with the growing carnal excitement that was filling her loins and her fevered brain. Her voluptuous body in the obscenely revealing leather bird costume quivered with a death lust. The daughter of the foreign King was ready for her last display of manifestly vulgar and lascivious sexual violence.

What she did not know, and what caused her anxiety, was what form her death exhibition would take. The crowd was warming up through the progression of sexual violence, ready each time for more and more incredible sexual violence inflicted with sadist intensity on the tender flesh of innocent young women.

Chapter Seventeen — Ethiopian “Milker” Cunts

Princess Uterissa, the captive Royal Princess, stood in her bizarre leather bird costume, the sun streaming through the iron bars to burn against her fully exposed and well-tanned breasts and belly. She was masturbating herself while watching the clean-up crew dragging out the incredible ripped and dismembered naked carcasses of the girls that the wolves had feasted on.

She had by now become accustomed to standing in the bizarre foot-arching boots, with their sharp blades as heels, which forced her to stand on tip toe. She was aware of the pain of the brutal piercing that had been done to here when the men below the Coliseum had placed the thick rings through her ankles, just above her heel and behind the Achilles tendon.

She was unsure of how the long heel blades were to be used, although she was certain that they were designed to be used as vicious weapons. Having identified their purpose, she had time to think about how she could use them. She knew she had both the kicking strength and the cunning to make them effective, if she were required to use them to defend her life.

She also thought of how she could use them to attack. She wondered if she would have the honor of killing some women herself with these monstrous weapons on her feet. The excitement of that thought produced for her yet another orgasm. Her biggest joy in life was how, no matter the restraints on her, she could cum almost at will.

This was the place where Princess Uterissa knew she it would be necessary to protect her life, because of the deadly nature of the bizarre games played in the Roman Coliseum for the entertainment of the huge masses of citizens who filled the arena of death sports on a daily basis. That’s what the place was about.

She had enjoyed the whipping of the three pregnant black girls who had been beaten into delivering their babies while they all swung suspended by their big bound tits. She had loved the creative crucifixion contest of the twelve lovely naked ladies, particularly the part at the end when they were all eviscerated alive.

She had particularly got off on the way eleven of the twelve women were decapitated in unison. She had also masturbated shamelessly when the wolves had attacked and ripped apart first the pair of deer, then had attacked the three groups of human female nudes, who were tied into their groups in out-facing circles.

She had openly cum repeatedly in screaming orgasm as each of the helpless female’s cunts and tits were savaged by the vicious fangs of the wolves. She had pissed with unbridled excitement on the sand floor of her holding cage when the lustfully zealous noble woman had jumped out of the stands, ripped off all her clothes, and charged at the ravenous wolves, presenting her big flopping tits, her tender belly and her flared cunt to their flashing fangs.

This was the notorious and infamous Roman Coliseum, where the most prestigious slaves in the world brought their best female slaves to die a violent sexually oriented death. These gross and bizarre events were staged solely for the pleasure and amusement of the decadent citizens of the world’s greatest civilization, the citizens of mighty Rome.

Only such a highly developed culture could fathom the entertainment value of the basest of raw sexually oriented violence. Only the wealth of Imperial Rome could afford this incredibly extravagant diversion entertainment form. In the last fifty years there had been a gradual change, with fewer and fewer men expended in the blood sports.

Gradually the real value of the male slaves had been realized, and now men were only occasionally expended for a special sexual display. The impact of a male killing came because it was unusual to waste a male slave in a death act. Only the wisdom of a Roman Caesar could perceive that the lives of female slaves were not only cheap, but that the creative and merciless slaughter had the highest entertainment value, and that they truly provided the most attractive and desirable renewable resource.

Now it was time for the next bizarre event. Princess Uterissa had no idea what was to happen next, nor did she know when it would be her time to go into the arena to die in yet another entertainment killing. There was no circulated or posted program, and mere slaves were unimportant, so no one considered informing them of the plans for their abuse and destruction.

What she was sure of was that there would be no escape for her or any of the female slaves from this incredible place of inevitable death. They had all traveled so far to be here, and this was their final destination. Their sole purpose in being here was to die a violent and entertaining death for the amusement of the people of Rome.

Princess Uterissa was now living her last day, she knew that, and as the most remarkable of Zoda’s stable of truly remarkable slaves, she was glad that she would have the honor to be featured last of all, and would therefore be able to witness the brutal violence that all of the other sex slaves were experiencing before going into the death pit herself.

The captive Princess Uterissa continued to masturbate as she watched excitedly the simple preparations for the next of spectacular events. Six high but short sturdy benches constructed of rough, coarsely hewn wood, were dragged into the arena, and were placed strategically around the big sand-covered oval.

They were each secured in place with several heavy pegs driven deep into the sand. Half a dozen lovely girls in their very early teens, were also dragged, stark naked, kicking and screaming, out into the arena. The twelve-year-old youngsters were of various sizes, colors, hair color and races, but one thing in common: they all had enormous breasts.

These beautiful young athletic and busty girls were all securely bound with leather thongs, face up, one onto each of the rough benches, with their buttocks planted into the end of the silvery wood, and their lovely lean legs spread wide. The audience screamed encouragement as the girls were all brutally gang raped by the soldiers who had bound them.

Their vaginas were soon raw and swollen, and oozing the spunk the men had deposited deep inside them. Then they were all forcefully fucked again, but this time it was with the thick leather-wound handles of the soldier’s swords. This violent compassionless treatment of their tender young cunts served to loosen the brutalized female sex organs up for the truly violent treatment, which they had been bound to the benches to receive.

The naked young girl’s screams were redoubled when one of the heavy iron gates opened, and they saw with paralyzing horror what was to become of them. Six large bulls with chains attached to thick rings through their noses, were led, snorting and bawling, into the arena, their long thick penises extended and swaying between their legs.

The massive bovines’ large swinging testicles drew admiring howls from the women in the huge and highly aroused audience, and the massive animal’s big tails swished like angry whips in the hot Mediterranean sun. These large brutish animals had been freshly scrubbed, and their short hair was brushed to a bright sheen.

Their powerful muscles bulged and rippled as they moved, their monstrous heads down, sniffing for the source of the fresh scent of shaved cunt that they had learned to associate with erotic pleasure. They knew they were about to experience a satisfying fuck of these buxom young naked humans, bound in position for coitus.

These huge bulls had been carefully trained to mount and brutally fuck bound human females, with wasted old women or ugly female criminals used to train them, and they sensed that it was time to perform the bestial sexual act again. The erection of their huge cocks told the audience they were ready and eager for action.

There were two handlers with each of the six bulls, and one of each pair moved the big animals from behind with a whip, while the other encouraged the lumbering beasts from in front with a stout chain looped through their iron nose ring. Their job was very hazardous, because they were no match for the strength of the bulls, who tended to go where they wished.

When the huge bulls spotted the young girls spread out on the benches in front of them, as had been the expandable old women slaves they had trained on, the job of the handlers changed to producing some form of order to the inevitable mounting. The rutting animals strained at the chains, and the men all moved to the nose chains, and tried valiantly to lead the anxious bulls directly into place.

The young spreadeagled girls bucked naked on their coarse benches, as far as their tight bindings allowed, screaming in horror at the dreadful sight of the huge horny beasts. In their futile struggle to escape their leather bindings, they managed only to grind long pierced wooden slivers deep into their firm straining buttocks.

In preparation for this popular event, which was part of each day’s entertainment, demanded by the Roman crowd, the big burly animals had been chained below the stands for their grooming. Citizens paid to watch as several naked female slaves, encouraged by brutal lashes from whips, had crawled under the male bovines in the stalls.

These unwilling young girls were forced to use their mouths and tongues to get the big penises into rutting erection just before the bulls had been brought into this incredible arena. Theirs was an extremely hazardous task, and always three or four of the lovely young girls were crushed to death, which was what the people had paid to see.

This spectacular and monstrous bestial child fucking was by far the favorite regular event for the crowd, who felt cheated if they came to the Coliseum for a day of debauched entertainment and did not witness beautiful young girls being bound in position and then brutally fucked to death by the bulls.

Every time a bull killed a slave girl with his monstrous penis, he was branded with a small visible special cherry-red brand. Some of these animals had been at this for more than a decade, and two of them had more than a thousand of these brands on their hides, covering most of them, as an announcement of their success.

The first big bull reached the nearest girl, and being one of the more experienced animals, it moved directly over the lovely screaming victim it had selected. She was a lovely thirteen-year-old, a bronze skinned Ethiopian beauty with a medium build, large pillowy breasts and a remarkable “milker” vagina.

This feature had been specially developed into selected women by Ethiopian Princes through an extensive centuries-old program of selective breeding. The females who were produced through this five-hundred-year project, had the muscle development in their vaginas to bring a man rapid ejaculation without movement in any other part of their luscious bodies.

Simply by contractions of their specially developed and highly trained cunts, they were able to have men spurting their sticky white goo inside them in minutes when required to. The remarkable sex organs of these specially bred bitches were distinctive in appearance, with the pubic mound protruding much more than usual.

The lips of the muscular inner vagina were highly controllable by these highly prized girls, so that they could grip them together and spread them wide apart at will. They were also known to have the ability to hold open their vaginas, and to draw in air and then squeeze it out, producing either an amusing cunt fart or, if they wished, to make their remarkable sex organ whistle.

These beautiful women with this distinctive talent were specifically developed to sexually drain their owner’s guests, so that the exhausted guests were at a definite disadvantage during important negotiations, or, worse, to dishonor themselves through what appeared to be premature ejaculation.

It was not uncommon for unsuspecting guests to wager high stakes upon their personal sexual prowess, only to lose their wealth and personal harems of concubines through failure to perform at their peak in pleasurable but costly copulation contests. The girls they mounted were notorious milkers, able to drain a man’s scrotum in minutes.

The “milker“ girls were required to prove themselves by actually sliding under and then milking dairy cows with their remarkable sex organs. Those candidates who could not manage to perform this incredible feat with their cunts on the teats of the dairy cows, by the time they reached their fourteenth birthday, were permanently removed from the special controlled breeding program.

Those girls who failed the milking test were not physically removed from the breeding harem, but were selected to be taken into the Prince’s dining tent when he had guests, and to celebrate their fourteenth birthday and failure of the test, they were given a total hysterectomy, as an entertainment before the Prince’s guests.

These brutal operations were performed to ensure that the girls would be unable to reproduce, and pass along their failure. The entertaining removal of the girl’s gonads was performed by one of the Prince’s muscular and neutered harem guards, using his sharp ceremonial dagger as a scalpel.

In this extraordinary entertainment operation, the naked muscular guard, neutered himself, would thrust not only the knife, but then his whole big fist up into her sex organ, and then with her trained vagina gripping his wrist, he would actually carve out her uterus, and would then carefully pull the girl’s inner female sex organ out through her cunt, with the tubes and ovaries intact.

It was quite spectacular. Few of the specially bred girls who had failed the cow milking test survived this horrendous operation, but they were not particularly intended to survive it, and if by chance they did, they would find themselves back in the same tent a few weeks later, once they had regained some strength, to die in one of the Prince’s other bizarre entertainments.

Without the ability to milk a dairy cow to rigid standards with their special cunts, these girls were considered worthless and totally expendable, and the gorgeous young females became fodder for dining tent entertainments rivaled in sexually violent brutality only by those of the notorious slaver Zoda.

Chapter Eighteen — Deadly Sex Games with the Bulls

This particular Ethiopian girl now bound to the bench had not been a failure, but had become a first class “milker”, and had whelped a pair of delightful little girls, twins sired by the sons of excellent milkers, before being captured as a slave entertainer by Zoda’s slave raiders. Now she saw that her talented cunt was not going to get her out if this desperate situation.

For her this was not a contest or exhibition, it was for her and the other five girls a brutal public execution. The frightened young girl with the tremendous tits smelled the hot breath of the big animal as it moved over her, and its dribbling muzzle laid a warm string of the beast’s thick saliva along her belly and chest.

She lifted her head to peer between her spread legs, and saw that the bench had been perfectly sized, so that the beast’s big penis perfectly aligned with her distinctive vagina. She attempted to close her cunt, desperately gripping the amazing inner muscle with her all might until it closed tight.

Unfortunately the force of the thrusting sex rod was too much for her, and she screamed out her anguish as the bull exercised his strength, and the big brutal animal phallus forcefully and painfully entered her. The huge penis of the bull is a tapered shaft, and the initial thrust of the long organ, although painful, did no damage to her.

She instinctively gripped the invading phallus with her talented cunt. It had in that first thrust completely filled her womb, and the pointed head of the huge dong was firmly pressed against the soft pad of her uterus. She could feel it pulsing, and felt the kiss of its urethra against her puckered cervix. It was not a gentle, but a powerful probing kiss.

The talented young girl’s options were extremely limited, but she desperately thought that if she could use her educated gripping organ to bring the beast to the point of orgasm, she would possibly escape being fucked to death, which was the only other apparent outcome of this public travesty to her highly valued femininity.

Desperately she squeezed her cunt in a rapid milking action, gripping in rhythmic pulses the invading male organ. The unexpected and pleasant sensation caused the bull to hesitate, but only for seconds. Then the beast thrust again, seeking the greater pleasure of full insertion, which meant it’s cock would thrust through, completely displacing her uterus.

The hysterical girl realized immediately that the new accelerated thrusting meant she was definitely going to die under the bull. At least this was not happening to her in a sleazy backstreet sex circus in Cairo, or in a small side show under The Coliseum with a horny donkey splitting her cunt open for a few masturbating customers.

At least she was being given the honor to be brutally killed with only five others in the great oval of the Roman Coliseum. The massive bovine sex organ was ideal for this brutal act, because besides the animal being very motivated, its penis was impossibly long and thick, tapering to a point to permit insertion.

Only a full-grown cow, which could comfortably take a man’s arm into its womb past the elbow, could accommodate this enormous sexual weapon without being damaged. The helpless young Ethiopian girl’s tough uterus was at first dislocated, driven aside by the thrusting head of the rigid flesh pole.

Then the tough inner sex organ of the greatly distressed girl was penetrated, with her tight cervix being painfully ripped open. With the third thrust of the beast’s huge wedge-shaped penis, the packed opening of her vagina began to rip, and quickly the entire length of the specially developed female sex organ ruptured.

The result was now the joining of her cunt to her asshole as she was jammed with the massive bovine penis. With this extra progress, the big bull cock was now inserted half way into the girl’s incredibly tortured cunt, with the tip driven substantially beyond. As the lovely Ethiopian girl was being so brutally treated, the other bulls had moved over the other bound young girls, and were making entry that was at least as damaging.

Two of these had burst their vocal cords from the severity of their screams, and now produced only a raw raspy sound that did not carry into, the stands over the shouts of encouragement for the rutting bulls from the patrons. The last girl to be mounted was a delicate fair skinned blonde girl, from the Northernmost of the Northern countries.

She had a lovely tender twat, now shaved of its puff of pubic hair. The toughest of the bulls selected her, and in a rutting rage its drove its powerful penis into her with such force that as it thrust in, her cunt flesh bulged out around the monstrous invading organ, and blood gushed from her, splashing onto the bull’s big bouncing balls.

Now all six bulls were firmly encunted in the lovely young screaming girls, but the incredibly brutal and violent bestial sex act was just beginning. The oldest of the bulls led the way with a series of rapid thrusts, humping its hips into the gripping loins of the Ethiopian girl, driving its big rigid prick deeper into her with such force that she eventually took all of him into her, at devastating cost.

The bull’s thick penis ripped through into her abdomen, glancing painfully against her kidneys, then it jammed into her tight pack of guts. That got the audience of Roman citizens screaming in delight. They had come to see the total demolition of lovely young damsels with the brutal bestial fucking by the raging bulls.

Their best expectations were coming true. Each of the large rutting bulls was ripping its human female mount apart with its vicious prick and its brute power. The audience admired the six girls’ luscious straining legs, heaving along the sides of the high benches in their bonds against the action of bulls thrusting into them.

The effect of the increased penetration was that the pelvic bones of the girls split, and under the merciless power of the insatiable bulls, the smooth flesh of their tight tummies parted. The live gutting of the gorgeous young girls by the lusting bulls was coming to fulfillment.

As the rutting animals moved forward, their incredible crushing weight came down onto the split-crotched girls, and the audience cheered madly as the feminine gleaming guts were now forced out of them, bulging in loops from between them and their heavy riders. The weight of the bull’s bellies pressing down on the fragile girls flattened them against the benches.

The incredible pressure was slowly squeezing their intestines out of them, and painfully crushing their tender internal organs, to the howling delight of the demented audience. The ravaging bulls had no idea of restraint, and there was no attempt by their handlers to restrain them, no matter how severe the damage being dealt to the bound screaming damsels from this incredibly brutal bestial fucking.

Their horrific pulsing screams testified to the intensity of their experience, and the crowd was delighted that all six of the beautiful young girls were alive and getting full value for the brutal treatment they were receiving from the bulls. Once they had fully lodged their huge pricks in the delicate sex meat of the human females, the excited bulls broad and tough asses were whipped until they were driven to a frenzied lusting, and they increased the force of their violent humping into the bound girls.

The brutal results were enormously destructive. In the hot sands of the Roman Coliseum, the six bulls fucked their big rods into six innocent young women with such incredible force that the girls’ bellies were gradually split wide open, as if they had been furrowed with vicious plows. The hard and rigid penises of the rutting beasts dug right through their tender tummies.

The lovely girls steaming entrails were forced right out of them, and dangled to the hot sand, like the guts of fat bellied tadpoles thrown onto the beach by curious and sadistic little boys. At the same time, the broad deep chests of the bulls forced the busty girl’s big tits outward, so that they bulged obscenely outward to the sides.

This vision of breasts bulging to the bursting point and female guts being squeezed out was the sight that most enraptured the debauched mob of civilized Roman citizens in the stands of the infamous Coliseum.

Princess Uterissa was stunned by the Extreme brutal violence she was witnessing. Her father’s performances were never this good.

Her naked cunt had by this time been worked up into a raw lather form constant masturbating with her busy fingers as she watched the raw carnage in the arena. Her inflamed womb stood out, the entire fleshy lip system swollen and spread out remarkably from the self-imposed sexual abuse.

God, she thought, it is so exciting to watch these gorgeous young girls dying incredible deaths in this unrestrained exhibition of brutal bestial sex. The bull’s big penises were finally driven right through the torsos of their young human victims, and burst through the girls screaming mouths, jetting out thick lumpy gobs of their rich creamy semen.

It was at this point that the girl’s breasts finally gave under the incredible force, and literally exploded from the pressure of the bull’s weight. Their powerful ejaculation was acknowledged by Caesar as fitting salute to his godliness, and the bulls were withdrawn from their expired victims, and excused.

Their handlers backed the big animals off the broken carcasses of the destroyed young girls. As their big dongs were dragged out of the gore of their victims, the remaining organs plopped out, leaving the ruined girls completely eviscerated. They left the female remains on display for another twenty minutes before clearing the arena for the next exciting performance.

Chapter Nineteen — Big Tits and Rogue Elephants

The handlers had removed the satiated bulls from the arena, and after a lengthy pause to allow the jaded Roman audience the opportunity to enjoy the sight of destroyed human carcasses and female gore, they returned to the arena to drag the freshly killed bitch meat and the six benches from the ring of death.

As they completed this thankless task, Princess Uterissa’s three young friends, Janile, Diana and Vreena suddenly raced into the arena from a far gate, their huge breasts bouncing wildly as they ran. Then the largest of the big gates opened, and a trio of raging elephants thundered into the arena.

The huge beasts were ridden by big black handlers, wearing on their heads impressive maroon turbans, but otherwise completely naked, their impressive erections at full attention. The lively bull elephants pranced, lifting their enormous trunks between their long impressive curved tusks as they came to a halt, and trumpeted their screaming proclamation of power.

These were rogue killer elephants, driven from their pack by the females for overly-aggressive sexual behavior. They were wild, and barely controllable by the brave men on their backs. The three lovely blonde girls with the huge shapely breasts covered against the stone walls, stark naked and totally vulnerable.

This posture made them look particularly enticing to the huge highly aroused audience. As they pressed their backs against the wall, their knees bent and their lovely legs wide spread, screaming in sheer terror, triple arches of their fear piss sprayed from their lovely shaved cunts and splashed steaming onto the hot sand in front of them.

The elephants charged at the frightened teenagers, and the girls bolted. Quickly the elephants responded, requiring no direction from their muscular black riders. Each of these rogue elephants, all with some experience with naked human females, had singled out a girl, and the big beasts were surprisingly swift.

Janile was overcome quickly, and the elephant’s trunk caught her foot as she ran, tripping her so that she fell to the sand, landing hard on the hot grit on her large firm breasts, and digging twin groves in the sand with her firm nipples. The girl gasped in shock as the beast thrust the rounded tip of a huge ivory tusk firmly against her exposed anus.

She was quivering and shaking uncontrollably. A new reserve of piss splashed between her spread knees, and in an instant the beast lunged its head, impaling her by driving the tapered ivory shaft up through her colon, quickly rupturing her anus, and driving the tusk on up into her delicate tangle of guts.

The huge beast lifted its monstrous head, raising the impaled living trophy high in the air. Amazingly, the ass-impaled Janile, who’s future might be measured in seconds, produced a third spray of her hot piss, that now fell in a steaming spray more than twelve feet splash on the hot stadium sand.

Diana reached the far side of the arena, and pressed her naked front against one of the iron gates. Almost immediately she leaped back, screaming in horror, her magnificent breasts scored and horribly ripped. Just as startling to the amazed audience was the fact that her right hand was missing!

She had chosen badly the gate to approach, because of instead of other slaves, it caged a pack of ravenous crocodiles! The elephant Diana faced brought it tusks up under her huge maimed breasts, then violently lifted its head, driving the twin ivories up through the fatty meat until the tips bulged the flesh and then emerged through the tops of her big boobs, impaling them.

As the huge head was further raised, the hapless bitch was lifted off the ground, and hung suspended by her horribly impaled mammaries. She kicked her gorgeous bare legs, giving the audience a show of her agility and of her magnificent gaping vagina. The audience loved cunt, and she gave them a great showing of hers.

Vreena used another approach, and seeking mercy, she fell onto her back, her arms and legs spread, using the position of total submission to entice the handler to hold the elephant back. The ploy backfired, as the man was not in the least interested in preserving a beautiful and shapely slave girl’s life.

In fact, the more beautiful and shapely the bitch, the greater the man was likely, through a lifetime of conditioning, to take an active role in her destruction. He used his pole with the long sharp hook to jab the beast’s trunk, signaling it to use its tusk. The beast’s modest amount of training then took over, and it pressed the rounded tip of a tusk against the tender fleshy lips of her pouting cunt.

She arched her back, lifting her loins and crotch as she screamed in terror. It was clear to her and to everyone in the stands that she had no chance to avoid the inevitable. With a single thrust, the huge ivory tusk was rammed through her cunt, and driven through her tough uterus and on up into her guts. In the same movement, the elephant raised her high in the air, to join her suspended friends.

Now things got nasty. The elephants turned to face each other, and began slowly wagging their big heads, causing the girls impaled on their tusks to be fanned through the air in a ten-foot arc. The girls were screaming at the top of their lungs, and the people in the stands got into the act by rhythmically clapping their hands and stomping their feet, so that their sandals slapped the stone floor.

Even the great Caesar got into the act, clapping and stomping with all the others. He gave an approving look to Zoda, who responded by increasing the rate at which he clapped. Caesar picked up the tempo, and the whole Coliseum answered with a deliberate increase to a frenzied tempo.

The elephants in turn responded with more movement of their heads, swinging them wider and faster. The impaled girl’s limbs swung outward, and Diana, impaled through her big tits, was swung out nearly horizontal. Worst of her was the reverse indirection, when her big breasts were strained horribly, and they began to give under the severe treatment.

The first was to give was her left breasts, which had been most severely damaged by the jaws and teeth of the crocodile, and it ripped open, releasing her from the elephant’s right tusk. That doubled the strain on her right breast, and at the end of each turn, when the elephant reversed the direction of head movement, she swung wildly around, bouncing off its muscular and rough-skinned shoulder.

The tempo continued to accelerate, and after more than a dozen increasingly violent rotations, Diana’s large right breast gave away, ripping right open. She hurtled to the hot sand, and landed hard on her back, her big breasts completely destroyed by the exciting adventure with the bull elephant.

With the accelerated tempo of the head swaying, the tusks buried deep in the guts of the two other large breasted young nudes were increasingly damaging. Janile was experiencing the worst damage, because the thick tusk driven up through her ass was not as deep into her as the tusk embedded in the guts of Vreena through her cunt.

The swaying of the heads was effectively stirring the big tusks around inside the girls, bruising, gouging and ripping their organs and intestines. This brutal form of internal torture was likely to kill the young girls quickly, which was the ending anticipated by the cheering mob of spectators.

Suddenly the handlers dug their hooks in behind the mammoth elephant’s big ears, and the beasts changed their strategy. The two beasts turned to the third behemoth, which used its flexible trunk to brutally whip Janile’s naked belly and tits, and Vreena’s back and her bare bruised buttocks.

The whipping was more like a clubbing, because of the mass of the long organ. The audience went wild with the violence of the beating the two impaled and elevated big breasted teenagers. Janile’s nose and jaw were broken, her breasts were battered so severely that one of them actually split open, spilling fatty strands of internal tit-meat.

Vreena’s ribs were cracked with a terrible popping sound, and her back was battered so severely that her anus opened and sloughed out a string of steaming feces. Diana tried to move, and crawl to safety, but as the elephants were maneuvered about, their huge feet came dangerously close to trampling her several times.

The elephant without a girl on its tusks now used the vicious long ivory weapons on the two impaled girls. It began by bringing the tips of its curved tusks up to the extended nipples of Janile’s big breasts, and then, signaled by the man on its back, thrust the big ivories forward, driving them through the breasts, and on through her ribs and lungs, until the tusk emerged through the girl’s back.

Not through with her, the beast lifted her so that her asshole raised off the tusk of the other elephant, and then he violently flicked his big head upward, pitching her up off his tusks so that she tumbled in the air over its head. Ready for her fall, the beast caught her belly on its tusks as she dropped, ripping her open.

As it moved back to address Vreena, the beast stepped on Diana’s side, splitting the muscle from her navel to her back. This also freed her intestines, so that two of the girls were now gutted. Janile was unfortunately not able to experience the effect, however, because the piercing of her lungs by the thick tusks had quickly killed her.

Now the two elephants without a naked girl riding their tusks moved toward the still impaled and elevated Vreena. From either side they got to her, and each drove a tusk from the inside into her two big breasts. The girl’s screams were lost in the thundering roar of approval from the crowd as the beasts lifted their heads.

They raised her and pulled her cunt off the large impaling tusk. They were moved backward, while still facing the other two. When they stopped, the pair stood with the hapless Vreena hanging between them, then they quickly raised their heads together, thrusting her into the air with such violence that her breasts ripped off their tusks, and she tumbled inevitably toward the third waiting beast.

The huge animal was ready. It reared up, lifting its trunk high, and caught her in the belly and side with its tusks. It also threw her, and as she flew of its tusks, her belly and side were ripped open, freeing her tightly packed tangle of guts, which were strung out behind her as she tumbled again through the air, back toward the first pair of beasts.

The pair of trained mammoths swung their powerful trunks at her, and caught her with stunning force in midair. One smashed its huge trunk into her crotch with such force that it shattered her pelvis, and the other broke her neck, which immediately put the beautiful blonde bitch out of her misery.

To conclude their demonstration of total mastery over the female teens, the handlers moved their beasts over the three fallen girls, and encouraged them to completely trample the pink human carcasses into the burning sand. This was a fitting way to reduce the work of the crew in clearing the stadium of dead carcasses.

The rogue elephants were so effective with their crushing weight and huge feet that they ground the bitch meat deeply into the sand, and left nothing but three large red smudges of the lovely young girl’s gore. The three delightful slave girls with the mammoth breasts had provided a fitting entertainment for the citizens of Rome in the stands with their spectacular deaths.

Chapter Twenty — Up to Their Cunts In Crocodiles

Princess Uterissa and the remaining slaves belonging to Zoda were taken from their cages and moved into a special holding room beneath the stands. Then the most amazing thing happened. Great cascades of water gushed from the ports of aqueducts all around the big arena, surging down the vertical stone walls, and in moments the entire floor of the oval of death was inundated with the rushing relentless flood.

Still the water came, and the level rose continuously, climbing steadily up the stone walls, until in a surprisingly short time, the entire large oval pit of the Coliseum had been converted into an enclosed lake, filled to the brim with clear sparkling water more than ten feet deep.

That was when the special gates opened, and the two barges filled to overflowing with the lovely maidens, who had been brought out of the stands, were floated into the arena, to the cheers of the crowd. The water system had been installed more than two centuries ago, but no one in the audience could remember the last time it had been used to create a lake.

The lovely daughters of merchants and tradesmen, wearing short and sheer gossamer gowns, and with garlands of tiny white flowers woven into their fair hair, giggled with delight at being featured on the barges in this incredible exhibition. They believed their parents watching would be very proud of them.

The beautiful barges, loaded with forty girls each, with a only a slender flimsy handrail to keep the lovely damsels from slipping into the water, moved slowly toward the center of the large arena, moved by thick ropes pulled by muscular slaves along the top of the stone wall that ringed the arena.

The eighty lovely Roman maidens, chosen for their remarkable beauty, were so excited that they were hardly embarrassed at the fact that their pointed breasts were clearly visible through the sheer material of their tops, and that the hems of the garments were so high that their pretty stunning cunts were completely exposed, and any form of sexual privacy was totally violated.

They were so beautiful that they were used to attracting attention, but now they were the focus of everyone’s attention, and there were several thousand people watching them from the stands. The girls screamed with joy and waved at their parents standing in the crowd, who proudly waved back.

The girls in their nearly transparent short shifts, and their hair interwoven with white flowers, were incredibly beautiful, and they received a roar of approval from the watching hoards, who were eagerly anticipating what might happen next. They were not long to find out.

Suddenly the thinner ropes just at the waterline were jerked from the shore, and large plugs were pulled from the sides of the barges. The lovely young girls shrieked with anxious excitement as the big barges swayed and tilted, and the water began to wash up over the slippery varnished decks.

The girls were at first pushing and kicking at each other with their lovely lean limbs as they struggled to remain on the slick deck of the tilted and slowly sinking barges. It was hilarious sight to see the two barge loads of lovely damsels struggling, slipping and falling, and fighting each other for the slowly reducing dry space.

Then it became a more serious matter, as they realized that the barge was soon going to be completely submerged, and that none of them could swim. It was now the time for the young ladies to panic, and the hysterical girls, with their parents in the stands watching with interest, gave the audience a remarkable lesson in the art of survival.

The nearly naked teen girls were now ruthlessly fighting each other for the slowly reducing and already severely limited space on the over-crowded barges still above the water, and those in the water were frantically struggling to keep their lovely screaming heads above the surface. They had no idea how to swim.

The gossamer fabric of their tiny garments floated up, leaving most of their lovely forms totally naked. In the crystal-clear water, their spread kicking legs and pumping round buttocks were in clear and delightful view. One by one those in the water began to bob, dropping beneath the surface.

They were able to momentarily fight back to the surface to gasp in their desperately needed air, but soon they were drawing in as much water as air. All of this lively action could be plainly seen in the clear water of the artificial lake, and the shrieking maiden’s parents were torn between horror and pride.

The huge merciless audience cheered the desperate struggling and kicking of the lovely young ladies in futile desperation as they began one by one to drown. At the moment of the first drowning, two other gated opened, on opposite sides of the arena, and twenty large male crocodiles were released into the water.

It was one or more of these that had ripped the breasts and removed the hand of Diana before she had been ravaged by the elephants. The big savagely vicious reptiles were as eager as schoolboys at a picnic as they swam toward the thrashing action of the gorgeous young females in the middle of the small artificial lake.

Even as they swam underwater, the big reptiles, attracted by the thrashing and struggling of the near-naked maidens in the water, were clearly visible to the amazed and wildly screaming audience. This was great entertainment, and was going to be better they could have imagined in their wildest fantasies.

The girls in the water and those still clinging to the slowly sinking barges also saw the release of the big crocodiles, and suddenly the intensity of their desperate struggle and panic was amplified, as was the level of their frenzied screaming and shrieking. They suddenly realized that the infamous Master Slaver Zoda who had arranged this spectacle was playing for keeps.

These spoiled young ladies had a profoundly deeper understanding of the plight of expandable slave girls they had watching die so often with amusement, from the safety of their seats in the stands. The coming spectacle was more enthralling than anything the mob of Roman citizens could dream of witnessing.

Zoda, in providing them with everything they loved to see and more, was now clearly recognized as truly the greatest of the slavers of the world. The cacophony of horrified screaming and frantic splashing was more concentrated and dramatic for the audience than any previous event had been.

What made the event even more outrageous was that these beautiful young girls were not slaves, but were the delightful young daughters of Roman citizens, all of whom were part of the cheering crowd. This alone marked a stunning new turn in the degeneracy of the already profane Roman Games.

Fortunately for the members of the audience, at this point, only three of the gorgeous young maidens had drowned by the time the big crocodiles arrived at the sinking barges. The desperate thrashing and flailing of lithe female limbs in the clear water was a truly spellbinding sight, and members of the audience were now masturbating openly.

The monstrous jaws of the famished crocodiles, with their rows of sharp teeth, driven by the world´s most efficient killers, produced a spectacle of horror truly fitting for such a great arena. The flashing teeth easily punctured and ripped the tender meat of bulging mammaries on the gorgeous young screaming girls.

Limbs were quickly ripped off with a single chomp, and just as quickly the clear waters turned red around the blood-jetting stumps of severed arms and legs. The thrashing of the feeding crocodile’s powerful tails was now added to the horrified struggles of the terror-crazed maidens, stirring and frothing the water into a lather.

This action stirred and spread the blood that the lovely maidens were all liberally leaking into the water, until gradually the entire lake turned a pretty pink from spilled maiden blood. Tight girl tummies were severely ripped, full pointed breasts were horribly gashed, as were the pretty faces of terrified screaming maidens.

Sometimes whole heads were sheared off with the powerful jaws and ripping teeth of the feasting killer reptiles. Great strings of pink intestinal tubing floated out of the pretty young ladies opened bellies, floating out onto the torrid surface of the water like large strands of over-cooked pasta.

The gutted girl’s heavier organs sunk quickly to the bottom of the pink lake, and the hungry crocodiles dove after these succulent parts. The clear colored water was soon so filled with the destroyed carcasses and their gore that the crocodiles had to cut through strings of floating guts to get at the few still living girls. It was a sight branded into their brains, that would be long remembered.

Chapter Twenty-One — Princess Uterissa Gets Her Fucking

Before the violent bloody action in the water was completed, a smaller but magnificent barge was slowly floated out onto the small lake, gradually catching the attention of the huge crowd as it moved to a place of prominence. Standing proudly at one end of this ornately carved and varnished rosewood barge was the striking figure of the bird-costumed captive Royal Princess Uterissa.

She was resplendent in her magnificent bird costume, and drew the cheers of the crowd, many of whom had come to the day’s entertainment solely to witness the creative destruction of a real Princess. She wore the foot-arching boots with the long heels, which were vicious steel blades.

She wore the hard body-fitting mold of tooled leather, perfectly contoured to her marvelous body, which served as protective armor, but only for her back and sides. The front was open, from her shapely jaw down her throat to her marvelous breasts, her bare finely toned tummy and the cleanly plucked pubic mound with her astounding cunt.

She also wore the spectacular head-covering bird mask, which left only the lower part of her beautiful face uncovered below the large upper beak. Her painted pouting mouth, her throat, her large full breasts, her tight tummy and her crotch with the sex-swollen painted vagina were the only parts of the beautiful captive Princess that were naked and unprotected, in full view of the appreciative audience.

At the other end of the small barge crouched a knurled dwarf, stroking his monstrous phallus as he lecherously eyed his magnificent bird-woman prey. The size of his organ was partly due to its natural form, partly due to the constant attention through masturbation it received from the horny little man who wore it.

The raging organ’s size was also and due to swelling from the syphilitic infection that caused it to dribble a yellowish puss along with the creamy slime of pre-ejaculation fluid, already laced with his semen. The knurled knob of a penis head pulsed with eager anticipation as he stroked his rigid and bent fuck shaft.

The horrific little man was naked, except for a curious tail that was attached to thick butt plug thrust into his anus, and short sharp curved metal blades worn like talons clamped both to his fingers and his toes. Princess Uterissa screamed in terror at the striking and fearful sight of the obscene dwarf.

Her choice was to leap into the water and join the other girls, offering her fabulous form to the ferocious crocodiles with their merciless jaws, or to face this incredibly ugly and profane little man. Just then, the dwarf suddenly leaped into the air, whooping in his excitement, and danced an obscene jig for the delight of the audience.

The captive Princess let her eyes lock on the long, stout bouncing penis of the horrible creature as he danced, leaping and bounding with his bent legs flung wide, and she could not take her gaze from the amazing male sex organ and the remarkably large testicle sack that swung freely and wildly beneath it.

She knew without doubt she was about to die, and now she had a choice as to how she went out. Her option with the crocodiles meant she would be ripped apart alive by their savage jaws in the bloodied water. Facing the horrible dwarf included the chance to finally get a male penis thrust into her womb.

As ugly as this heinous organ was, it was male penis, and the disease that caused it to dribble so horribly would never have a chance to infect her, as she knew that at this point her life was now to be only minutes long, and the dwarf was sure to rip her apart with those vicious little blades he wore.

She vowed to herself that the long sharp blades of her high heels would make him pay dearly for the privilege of slashing open her exposed flesh, once she had got him to bury his big penis in her eager womb. Her primary concern was to experience a real fuck before she died a horrible death, and her chance was now.

The remarkable bird woman in her leather suit with the front open, and her incredible high heeled blade boots, startled the depraved audience by moving toward the dwarf, her exposed belly and pelvis thrust forward, and when she reached the middle of the small barge, she lay down on the rough-hewn wood of the deck.

She positioned herself with her long luscious legs in their high heeled boots spread wide, her groin raised toward the dwarf to expose her ready and eager cunt, inviting copulation. The audience and the brutish dwarf screeched their response with delight at the Royal Princess’s audacious aggressiveness.

The dwarf leaped straight at her. To Princess Uterissa’s surprise, he grasped her firm buttocks, which were mercifully covered with the hard tooled armor, with his blade armed hands, and lifted her, bringing her exposed crotch to the level of his huge dribbling dong. She felt the moist head of his monstrous penis probing her swollen vagina lips.

She gasped with pleasure as the raging cock poked up against her erect clit. She gasped again as he jerked the tail plug out of her rectum, and the fat head of his probing penis slid across her virgin vagina, and the ugly distorted little man moved the lust-swollen head of his rigid fuck rod firmly against her virgin anus.

He rudely pressed his penis solidly against her tightly closed starfish rectum. First she screamed in horror as she realized what it was that he was going to do to her. Then she screamed with a terrible surge of pain as the vile pole of his penis was forcefully thrust deep in through her violated anus.

The vile male weapon filed her impossibly stretched colon instead of her fuck-lusting womb, as she had hoped. Now she screamed in desperation, because in this position her feet were used to support herself, and she could not get at him to rip his legs with the heel blades of her boots.

She knew that if her hips were dropped to the deck, she could use her legs with remarkable power, and kick the little bastard literally to pieces. As it was, she was for the moment completely helpless, and entirely at the mercy of the hideous dwarf. Instead of a pleasure, this was the turning into the ultimate debasement,

Even with the anonymity provided her by the bird mask, her beautiful face turned a beet red. Her father would be defamed because his daughter was being so grossly debased, receiving a powerful butt-fuck in the Roman Coliseum. He was a vindictive man. When he found out, he would have her mother slowly boiled to death in a huge cauldron of oil, and feed deep fried flesh to his least important slaves.

The dwarf thrust his fat knurled penis into Princess Uterissa’s anus with a jerky rhythm, his exaggerated movements deep and penetrating so that they could be clearly seen from the farthest seats. She had to arch her feet severely to get a purchase with her bladed boots on the rough wooden deck of the barge, because of the ridiculous high heeled boots.

To the audience, her magnificent legs were much sexier in the bizarre boots because of this arching, and they expressed their approval at her beautifully futile struggle with obscene shouts of derision. The pain deep in her guts was incredible. The astonishing agony of the dwarf’s huge penis impossibly stretching her anus and her colon was worse than the worst constipation she had ever experienced.

There was no sense that her severe and painful anal punishment would end soon. The gorgeous Princess bird bitch screamed, while the dwarf madly pumped into her tortured asshole, reveling in the incredible agony he was producing for her. The Master Slaver Zoda was proving to also be a master producer of spectacular entertainment.

The remarkable backdrop for this brutal ass-fucking was the thrashing of crocodile heads and tails as the insatiable carnivorous reptiles feasted on fresh-killed human female flesh. In the stands, the parents of the girls slaughtered by the crocodiles were by now in shock, with several of the mothers vomiting.

Throughout the huge boisterous audience, cavalier fathers were drawn into raucous fights with people who made rude remarks about their delectable young daughter’s naked anatomy as they were being violently ripped apart in the water. One father was so excited by what he had consented to that he was violently fist fucking his ten-year-old daughter, her uterus taking her weight as he lifted her into the air.

She was taking so much punishing force inside her grossly stretched womb that he drove her uterus and ovaries up between her stomach and kidneys. She had come with the family to enjoy the undertakings in the Coliseum, and instead her father held her high so everyone around could see him fist fucking his naked little girl to death.

Princess Uterissa was enduring incredible agony as the horny penis jammed tightly into her anus thrust repeatedly with such force that the tight ring of muscle that sealed her shit chute finally ruptured, so that it would never again close to contain her offal. The monstrous little dwarf had effectively ‘horsed’ the beautiful Princess.

Sensing his success as her anus eased its grip on the thick base of his prick, the dwarf grabbed the captive Princess’ lithe legs and forced them wide apart, then twisted her around so that she was now face down, still firmly attached by her anus to his prick, and the Royal Princess in the obscene bird costume was forced to support herself on her hands and knees.

Chapter Twenty-two — The Princess Uterissa’s Opening and Ending

The brutish dwarf’s thick knurled penis was still firmly planted deep in her asshole, so that all he saw was the tolled leather armor plate she wore, but by reaching around her, his hands with their vicious short blades on his fingers now had free access to the Royal Princess Uterissa’s fully exposed naked underbelly.

This new position gave her hope she could get her heel blades into her fierce little tormentor. As he butt-fucked her, she swung one leg wide and kicked at where she thought his hip was. His arm swung down painfully at the top of her knee, hitting the leather armor she wore, and driving the leg back with such force that the heel blade dug into her opposite calf, slicing it painfully open.

The game Royal bitch tried to kick him again, and this time it was not his closed fist, but his open finger blades that struck the back of her thigh, tipping deep gouges through the unprotected part of her shapely limb, just above the knee. The ass-fucking dwarf was clearly used to women he was raping trying to strike out.

Her blood gushed from the two vicious leg wounds. and she quickly realized that the obscene dwarf ass fucking her was well trained to avoid such tactics, and that she was going to pay a terrible price for her futile attempts at self-defense. She was already paying, from wounds she had inflicted on herself. She was not an experienced fighter.

Now it was clear to the delighted audience why her costume had been designed to leave her naked in front, from her enticing painted mouth, down her slender throat and her full breasts, across her tight tummy and down to her similarly painted vagina: this magnificent human female bird was going to be ripped!

That was exactly what happened. The dwarf first reached around her for her fabulous dangling breasts, and grabbed them with both hands, squeezing and easily digging the sharp blades on his fingers into the resilient mammary flesh. The ten remarkable blades were all totally buried in the Princess’s marvelous bare tit meat.

With his hands remaining tightly closed, the sadistic dwarf pulled the big breasts out so violently from her chest that his hands came free, neatly slicing each full breast right to the nipple, so that they were each divided into five equal segments, like the petals of flowers. The horrifying destruction of her excellent breasts released the fatty meat that provided their roundness and firmness.

The Royal Ethiopian Princess’s breast meat dangled out in desiccated strands, as if it were emerging from a meat grinder. The beautiful tortured Princess screamed out her horror at the incredible destructive power of the dwarf’s steel talons, and the massive audiences screamed back its approval.

They loved to see the violent, gross and destructive treatment she was receiving at the hands of this incredible little man. The dwarf’s hands now went between her legs, and he thrust a bladed finger up into her vagina. It was not a prick, and she screamed in anguish as she realized that her last chance for carnal knowledge of a man was past.

Driven by the shouts of encouragement from the mob, he pulled the finger forward, slicing up into her clit, which was neatly split wide open. The vicious finger continued its upward movement, powerfully slicing through her fine pelvic bone, and he cut a long deep gash up her belly, right past her navel.

Grabbing her by the shoulders, the dwarf lifted Princess Uterissa to a kneeling position, allowing the crowd to see her ruined breasts and the slice he had made across her tight hairless tummy. His hands grabbed at her screaming mouth, and he viciously ripped her lower face open, bringing sheets of blood streaming down across her naked front.

Now his fingers crossed down the length of her throat, opening it, and without slicing an artery, he slit open her windpipe, which permanently silenced her screams. Without pause, his incredible sharp finger blades were drawn down between the ruined breasts, stripping open the flesh and exposing her white ribs and sternum.

At this point it became clear by him arching his back that he was beginning to ejaculate inside her colon. Now it was time for what everyone in the huge audience was waiting for. The dwarf, his huge cum-spurting bent prick still firmly buried in her anus, now thrust a finger blade through the muscle deep into her upper belly.

Highly excited as he pumped semen deep into her, with all his might he ripped downward, slicing open the marvelous bird-woman’s belly, right down to her ripped cunt. Grabbing the new seam with both hands, he pulled the flesh apart, opening her tummy and exposing her tight packed tangle of guts, which now freely tumbled out of her.

With nothing to lose now, Princess Uterissa attempted once again to gouge the dwarf with the sharp blades on her heels. With several attempts, she managed at best to scratch his tight buttocks, but in the process she again managed to brutally slash the backs of both her own legs severely.

The crowd was out of control with excitement as the knurled dwarf reached into her and completely gutted her, drawing all of her pink intestines, her stomach and her lower organs out of her. The bird bitch was eviscerated, and ready for eating. Before she lost consciousness, the dwarf jerked his big dong out of her ruined asshole, and lifting her high, threw the gutted bird-woman into the water, to feed the eagerly awaiting crocodiles.

She hit the waves with a big splash, and the carrion eating reptiles struck her with a vengeance. The shock of hitting the water briefly increased her alertness, and the beautiful princess both saw and felt the vicious jaws and the ripping teeth of the first of the three crocodiles to hit her.

Even gutted, the magnificent female specimen of a Princess was able to kick and thrash her fabulous body to the very last. From his seat in the stands, quite near the mighty Caesar, Zoda watched with pride the conclusion of his contribution to the daily entertainment regime in the Roman Coliseum.

Caesar was emulating the butt fucking that Princess Uterissa had received, but he was using a small naked eight-year-old girl, and as Princess Uterissa hit the water, Caesar ejaculated into the split colon of beautiful screaming and kicking child. When he had satisfied himself, he lifted her off his still dribbling penis, and instructed a guard to throw the child into the water.

Three of his hand maidens immediately squatted before the mighty Caesar, and they cleaned his long narrow penis with their mouths, removing the child’s offal, her blood and Caesar’s semen. Princess Uterissa’s masked head was being cleanly bitten off as Zoda returned his attention to the water filled arena.

She was already missing most of a leg and both of her slender arms. The toughened and tooled leather was useless against the powerful jaws and teeth of the vicious crocodiles, and they swallowed the leather along with the tender flesh of the remarkably still living Princess Uterissa.

Zoda made a note to himself to keep one or two beautiful young Royal Princesses in his stable at all times, but he realized he would be lucky to find another beautiful young member of Royalty with the spirit of the virgin bitch Princess Uterissa. She was one of a kind, and he was very pleased at how well she had served him.

He watched the crocodiles in the sparkling blood-tinted water, feasting on the reduced chunks of bitch carcass from all of the young women who had died as crocodile food, much of which had sunk to the bottom of the arena lake. As he watched, an incredible new idea for a spectacular event crossed his mind.

As a youth, while chained in slavery to the oars in a fast war ship, he had watched as schools of ferocious barracuda had attacked and demolished garbage thrown from the ship’s galley. The big carnivorous fish had leaped high to snatch morsels dangled from strings by the amused cooks and soldiers.

Now he imagined how marvelous it would be to feed swarms of such fish with a bevy of delicate damsels, slowly lowered over the water as the six foot long ravenous fish leaped up to rip off and bolt down tender chunks of the maidens living flesh. He would experiment with this to pass the time on his long voyage home.

Zoda had not used all of the slaves he brought with him to Rome. Those left over would be used to entertain Caesar in a private celebration tonight, which would last until Caesar fell asleep from exhaustion, not boredom. Any slaves remaining would return home with him, to his private Greek Island.

Before the debauched private bitch butchering party, he would set aside a plump teenage girl and perhaps one or two of the pretty little innocent girls from his stable, of about the age of the children Caesar preferred to bugger fuck and kill, because he was certain that on the long voyage they would find a school of hungry Barracuda to feed.

THE END