SLINGERS 1 – 4 by Regis

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Writer: Regis

Subject: SLINGERS 1 – 4

Link: LS666 Emails / 03.05.2025

Forenote:

Slinger’s Bar in Durango was one of the toughest in the region, and people regularly got out into the street, naked and armed, to settle their dispute with a gunfight. Both cockfights and cuntfights were common, and the customers reveled in the amazing level of entertainment that followed when two naked gunfighters face each other.

One would definitely kill the other before it was over, and the guests liked to wager on which was likely to bite the dust first. They knew to stay well out of the line of fire, as often fighters had never before used a gun in this anger. It was particularly interesting when a pair of cunts faced each other, as they were notoriously bad shots.

Another common aspect to the nude street gunfights was that they usually included a shit fight, with the naked fighters defecating and then hurtling their stinking offal at each other, as well as smearing their naked flesh in the objectionable fecal substance. Their piss was also an included feature.

It took some time for one to make a kill, and neither was interested in stopping the fight just because her opponent was dead. Some of the most interesting work occurred during the half hour or more when the big bullets slammed into the limp a dead naked female carcass, making it buck.

The brutal fights often lasted more than half hour after a naked cunt kill. As long as one was still shooting and a naked body reacting, regardless of it being dead, it was considered a gunfight in progress. There was no question in anybody’s mind that the west was definitely wild.

SLINGERS 1

One of toughest bars in Durango was Slingers, where fights broke out regularly, and the bar had a fast and firm rule: anything was allowed, but if it got started in the saloon, the fighters had to get naked and out onto the street before they got into it. The owner didn’t need bullets flying inside, or furniture smashed.

Because of the nude fight rule (those who wanted to fight were permitted to keep their boots and spurs on, as well as their gun belts, to keep it interesting), these cockfights and cuntfights were very popular, so the place was usually packed. Everyone loved to see a pair of naked armed fighters shooting it out.

Amy was there one Saturday afternoon with her boyfriend Dick, throwing back highballs of cheap whisky, and everything was going well until she got out of shape when one of the club’s strippers who went by the name of Cuntie, began to aggressively flirt with her guy.

The stripper bitch was on the stage, had got out of her clothes until she was buck naked, except of course for her spike heeled boots and spurs. She had moved toward the edge of the stage on her knees, with her thighs spread, moved toward Dick with a sausage in her cunt, and started to feed it to him, directly.

Dick happily complied with her wishes, and when the sausage was consumed, began passionately French kissing her naked vulva, driving his rolled tongue into its depths, giving her a reverse face fuck, as it was she who was fucking his face. The last straw for Amy was when Dick’s dick came out, and just in time, because it began to ejaculate.

This was, in Amy’s view, a killing offense, and she got naked, borrowed a couple of belts with holsters and pistols, they both strapped them on, and went out into the street to settle the matter. They had to wait for a human cockfight in progress to finish before they could get at it.

It was a dirty fight, the kind the people preferred. Both men had both shit and pissed on the dirt street, both were sporting large erections, and each had a firm grip on the other’s cock, jerking them so that both were now ejaculating cum onto the street and onto each other.

They were punching each other with their free fists, doing damage to the other’s head and face. One man, the older in his mid-twenties, took a sudden kick with his boot to the testicles of the younger man, a lad in his late teens, who crashed to the ground, grasping his scrotum.

The other smashed the heel of his boot into the young man’s face, breaking his nose, and then raked his spurs across the cheeks. He walked away, his raging penis ejaculating wildly, shooting gobs of cum into the air in a show of triumph. The people watching were delighted.

The fallen young man lay writhing in the street, experiencing incredible agony from his crushed nuts, and was once more shitting as the girls took their place facing each other, no more than twenty feet apart. The crowd stayed, not wanting to watch two naked girls get it on.

The two naked cunts in cowboy boots stood, their hip thrust to the side, one hand on the thrust hip. The bar had emptied, and the customers lined both side of the street, staying well out of the line of fire, as they had no idea how accurate either cunt was when firing a loaded gun.

They assumed both big 45’s were loaded. They were. The ladies knew enough to check before risking their lives. They had also spun the revolvers, to ensure there would be no inconvenient sticking. A naked female made far too good a target to have her gun not work for her defense.

The guns both worked like clockwork, and when the big weapons were holstered, the pair of ladies, wearing only their cowboy boots and spurs, their shaved cunts as clean and visible as those of little girls, and open from regular masturbation, were satisfied all was in order.

Spectators saw what they had regularly seen before when naked cunts got into a duel on the street outside the bar. They were both sexually aroused, and the dangling lips of their open organs were dripping female excitement juice to show everyone their interest.

One bitch was going to kill the other, with an audience, and that was exciting. The two ladies’ organs were not only open from masturbation, but were now further aroused by the situation, highly sexually stimulated by the confrontation that would end in the exciting death of one of them.

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Bart and Phil had ridden in that morning from the broad open valley beside a broad stream, where they had left the rancher’s herd, so that they would have ample food and water for a couple of days while the two hands took some well-deserved time for themselves.

Hired hands needed recreation time too. Both men wore the popular open-groin jeans, with their penises exposed, and had a strap across the front of their saddle, so that with their cock was held by it, and the movement of their horse walking steadily masturbated them.

They both chewed peyote, a stimulant that would allow their testicles to keep up the prodigious production necessary for regular and ongoing ejaculation. They had hoped they would get to witness a cuntfight at the infamous saloon, and here were two naked cunts ready for action.

Now they stood on the side of the main street of the small town with at least eighty others, who all had their rigid erections and swinging scrotums on full display, watching with growing interest the cuntfight about to unfold. Such cuntfights were common because they were so popular.

SLINGERS 2

All of the exposed penises in the crowd were at full erection, and all displayed emerging and gleaming drops of semen beginning to leak, stating they were all ready for the bloody, lethal and cock-jerking action that was about to unfold, leading to the imminent death of at least one of the naked cunts.

All of the men had their knees slightly spread, to give access to the naked little girls who were always provided by the saloon to fondle the balls of men watching similar fights. These kids had been brought from the school as soon as word was received that a pair of naked cunts were about to fight.

They had been well trained by their grade one and two school teachers to get naked and use their little hands to stimulate the swinging scrotums of men enjoying the frivolous disputes about to be settled by gunfire. By being with the men, they were safely out of the line of fire.

These men had witnesses over the years many proud cunts of various ages and skills getting themselves naked in the street, facing a hated enemy or just another cunt who wanted to fight, and getting themselves hit with bullets in angry or friendly gunfights.

The naked fighting bitches were usually killed when enough shots were fired. Survivors, if able, often got to fight again when another dispute arose, and those who had taken a bullet and survived were called the Lead Cunts, although most often the lead they carried was in their breasts, bellies and buttocks.

Those shots that got them in the chest or the belly usually became fatal. At times the sheriff would ride by after one of the cunts lay dead in the street. He would admonish the cunt you had done the killing, and sometimes, to please the crowd, put a bullet into her forehead.

He was an excellent shot, and when taking out the winner, he usually put a bullet directly between her eyes. It made a clean neat hole, and that was a popular place to shoot naked cunts when you needed to kill them. When they’d broken the law with a nude gunfight, their death was required.

Amy had been in a nude cunt-fight once before, that one also being a gunfight, and she had appeared to be an expert when she put her first bullet into the left breast and heart of her naked opponent, who fell in death immediately. She had no idea what she was doing, but everyone assumed she was expert due to a lucky shot.

The win had given her confidence, and having watched many other naked women on this street face each other with pistols, ever since she was a naked little girl servicing with her tiny fists and mouth the testicles of men watching the nude gunfights in the streets, she always found the violent action exciting and stimulating.

She was sure she was well equipped for another easy win. This stripper cunt was a novice, having, to the best of her knowledge, never fire a gun. Sure, the loose-moral stripper was wearing cowboy boots with spurs, as she was, but all the ladies who got naked in the street for a gunfight did.

Boots and spurs were the requisite costume for gunfights from this saloon. The spikes on a set of spurs were always specially sharpened for the fight, as it always made them look serious, and equipped them to do damage to the meat of a fallen naked cunt they were used on.

A woman who had won a gunfight got no greater pleasure than from raking her spurs over the bare meat of the other female she had just shot. The cunts who were spurred were usually alive for at least some of the time after falling, as few cunts were capable of lethal shooting.

The usual approach was to mark the bitch’s face, ribs, breasts, belly and whatever other body parts were available to the spurs, and the people who gathered to see a fight loved to see the intimate contact spurs made with the meat of a naked fallen woman.

The girls wore them in case they got the other bitch down, and could work her meat with them, increasing the cunt’s suffering and the enjoyment of her torture by the gathered audience. After all, that’s what these fights were about, to make the opponent hurt as much as possible.

The advantage was that, if they lived, they would remember for the rest of their miserable life who it was who did it to them. Bitchmeat was ideal for spurs, because it was soft, bled beautifully, and the cunts would scream in pain as they were raked with the sharp piercing wheels.

Best of all, Amy hated this cunt for how the bitch used her mouth-fucking cunt, with which she kissed men’s mouths, a sloppy cunt that her new boyfriend Dick had given so much attention to with his mouth. This fucking bitch was fit to die, and in a slow and decidedly painful way.

Amy the stripper turned gunfighter knew exactly what she was doing; she was going to blast this cunt Amy to pieces, one fucking shot at a time! Too ensure success, she had carefully filed an X in the head of a couple of her shells, converting them to a dumdum.

It had just taken seconds to alter them. Because of. the filed tip, a dumdum would spread to the size of a saucer in the flesh of whatever person she hit, creating a large hole in her target. Amy was good at reducing her enemies and victims into a pile of useless shit.

Speaking of which, it was a tradition at that particular saloon that when the fighters got outside and naked, before the shooting started, they squatted, shit, and then picked up and hurled their own steaming offal at the opponent. It made no sense, but shit fighting had become a respected tradition.

Neither of the nude cunts wanted to break the code, so both of them, in only their cowboy boots spurs and perfume, got down, heavily heaved, and by doing so, produced firm shit logs that were perfect for hurtling in a nasty shit fight. High fiber made all the difference in shit’s constituency.

Their feces were firm because the ladies took good care of themselves and their diet. Cuntie got hers out first, and promptly got her hand around the log of fresh shit from the dirt and heaved it at Amy. Her throw was on target, and it struck Amy on her face.

Amy was screaming at the moment she was hit, and when part of the human solid waste went into her mouth, she promptly closed it and swallowed. Doing so was a natural instinct, but this time paid off in her becoming a shit eater, with the disgusting taste remaining in her mouth.

Amy produced a larger but somewhat softer shit log, and grasping it, threw it as hard as she could at Cunnie, also striking her face, but lower, catching only her chin and neck. The moist stool dropped to her bare breasts, and grasping it in a fist, Cuntie threw it back at Amy.

She again struck the bitch in her face. This time Amy grabbed the flying turd and, as Cunnie had done, threw it back at her naked opponent. Neither lady had yet emptied her colon. Cunnie was squatting, busy producing a second log of her shit, and Amy did the same.

SLINGERS 3

This time they picked them up and rushed toward each other, and began fighting at close range, smearing each other’s face and body with their excrement. As they rolled on the street, a horse lifted its tail and produced horseshit, which Amy grabbed, adding it to what she rubbed on Cunnie.

Human shit was better, because of its unique texture, smell and putrid taste. Because their guns were back in their holsters, the cowboys and whores watching the action got their groins bare and produced more fresh shit for the ladies to use in their fight.

This was a true shit fight. Amy managed to get Cuntie down, and straddled her to hold her down. They wrestled, and each got her hands onto shit that was stuck to the other or that had fallen onto the ground, and passionately rubbed it into the flesh of her opponent and into her hair, coating each other in fresh shit.

Amy moved upward, so that now she was sitting on Cuntie’s big breasts, squashing them while positioning her cunt directly over the stripper bitch’s shit-covered face. Without hesitation she began to piss, washing large brown smears and lumps of her own shit off Cuntie’s face.

The result was that much of the stinking offal was getting into her mouth and unintentionally eaten. The cowboys and prostitutes surrounding them cheered at the outrageous deed. The stripper bitch’s face was fortunately quite well protected by the layers of stage makeup covering it.

Cunnie the stripper was a mess, and in great distress when two of the men hauled Amy off her, and pulled the pair of naked fighting cunts apart. The girls stood once more facing each other at close range, pulled apart to a distance of no more than fifteen feet.

Both nude bitches were now thoroughly covered in shit, their own, the other’s and that contributed by their audience. It was smeared on their bodies and in their hair. This was how street fights in Durango usually went, and the excited crowd pressed in, to smell the aroma of a good shit fight.

They also stood well aside, so as to be out of the line of fire when the naked bitches’ guns came out. The last thing the saloon needed was for a customer to be killed by some dumb cunt’s inability to shoot straight! Accidents happened, but an incidental death would not look good for the saloon,

This was a life and death competition, and it was in the best interest of the saloon only one of the naked fighters ever got themselves shot. It was a risk they took when their passions got the better of them, and they intentionally put themselves in harm’s way. Pricks and cunts were for killing.

Cunts were the best at this, because the saloon owner knew his customers liked best to watch naked cunts killing each other. Cowboys did it too often, so it was a common sight, although if they didn’t get started in the saloon, they seldom got naked before drawing their guns on each other.

Because of that, the owner did everything he could to ensure the bitches that came in for a casual drink would get into an altercation, and left naked, in pairs, with guns strapped on. He ensured the customers who followed them out always had a drink in hand, which was the source of his profits.

He was the one who had started the fighters doing shit fights, and had made it worth their while, as he paid winners best who were covered in stinking human waste. He admitted girls to his saloon as young as ten, as the younger girls were always the best at shitting.

Also, the young ones were eager to get naked, were lousy shots and made smaller targets, so their gunfights usually lasted longer. On the other hand, adult girls beyond their teens were more likely to get enraged at each other, and want to continue doing damage.

The adult cunts would smear their opponent’s naked body and hair with their excrement, forcing some into her mouth to force her to eat it before attempting to kill her, and what he liked most was that the cunts would usually end up killing each other, meaning no payout.

When there was a survivor, he carried a little pistol he would take into the street to dispatch the winner in a display of showmanship that always pleased the crowd, if he beat the sheriff to it, and nobody complained when there was no cunt left alive to get paid.

This way the audience got to witness two bitch killings, and they didn’t seem to mind that the second death came fast. From time to time, he saved himself a lot of money for the price of a single bullet. He well understood that dead cunts had no use for money.

Cunnie had got herself involved in a gunfight a few times before while performing nude in the saloon, as bitches who came in with their dudes often got jealous when she painted their faces with the ample juices she produced from her gaping and well-masturbated cunt.

For some reason, cunts from the audience didn’t like the guys they’d come in with getting so intimate with the moist spread lips of her naked vagina. Enraged bitches didn’t stop to think their lives were more valuable than a brief sexual relationship with some horny wrangler.

With her experience, Cunnie got her gun out first, and Amy’s was just clearing the holster when Cunnie’s bullet grazed her shoulder. The naked stripper knew better than to go for a kill shot with her first bullet. Because of its purpose, this deadly contest had to be protracted.

If she killed the cunt customer too fast, the saloon keeper wouldn’t hire her to do her strip and sex act on his small stage, flashing her pussy, rapidly, vigorously and with passion masturbating it, and then stuffing large sausages and vegetables into it to stretch it to the limit.

When Amy’s gun came up, it fired early. She was going to aim at Cunnie’s head, but her heavy weapon was still on the way up when the hammer struck the back of the bullet, so that the bullet inadvertently penetrated the nude stripper’s bare belly below her navel.

Getting gut-shot was not a good thing, but fortunately it was also not, in this case, fatal. Cunnie got in her second shot, this time aiming at her opponent’s head, now going for a fast kill. In the background a mother was crossing the street, her four and six-year-old daughters with her.

In Durango, children under the age of eleven didn’t have to be clothed, and the town’s council approved, and had passed a bylaw that required girls not yet having reached puberty to be naked in the streets. Parent who did not disrobe their little girls face heavy fines.

Having children, particularly female playing naked in the streets was an attraction, and cowboys would come to town to spend their money if there were naked kiddies to get their cocks up and ready. Because if it these kids were regularly raped, but that was just nature taking its course.

SLINGERS 4

Punishing rapists would be bad for business. A big draw for cowboys to come and spend their hard-earned money in town was to have naked children readily available to be raped at will, and watching such erotic sport was also a big draw to Durango.

The bullet from Cunnie’s gun hit the older naked child in the ear, and she went down, her brain penetrated, now as dead as Cunnie had hoped that bitch Amy would be. Fuck. Accidents happened. The mother was at fault, as the stupid bitch shouldn’t have put her little cuntlets in the line of fire.

The audience turned in time to see the naked little girl’s buttocks spread and a stout log of shit emerge from between them. Her pretty little anus stood out, as it was swollen, clearly having been sexually abused. The woman’s husband had used the child’s rectum for his own pleasure.

He had put it to work to ease the yearning that came to his penis whenever he wanted sex and his wife was not in the mood. The tight butt-hole of a six-year-old little girl was a satisfactory alternative to getting his rocks off in the woman he’d married, the child’s mother.

A small child’s anus, regardless of gender, was a great substitute for his wife’s cunt, as it was far tighter and therefor more satisfying to a man’s probing penis. Through constant fucking the six-year-old had lost continence, and now she lay dead in the street, so he’d have to use the younger girl.

Even with her anus ruptured, the little girl was still a virgin in her vagina. With the child clearly dead, the audience, happy with the wayward bullet’s work, turned their attention back to the pair of naked cunts facing off against each other. The ladies’ attention had also returned to the task at hand.

The shapely bodies of the two naked young bitches were shit-smeared as they stood on the street, facing each other, ready to resume their gunfight. Neither of them had more experience than the other, which by their actions, both had now established. This was usually the case.

They stood, knees apart and bent, and in unison, realizing this was likely the end for both of them, both ladies pissed in the dirt. Their amber offal struck the dirt of the street and splashed onto their cowboy boots. Amy bent forward, and got her free hand into the mess. Cunnie did the same.

The two nudes stood, and liberally smeared the piss-soaked dirt over themselves, adding it to the shit already covering them. They were both getting down and dirty, in the most literal way, and their audience loved how these two cunts were getting into it.

Both naked gunfighting bitches were bleeding, but neither seriously. They screamed obscenities at each other, and the crowd of observers cheered the nude shit and piss-smeared cunts as they both produced another arching stream of piss in their unbridled excitement and rage.

Amy aimed carefully and put a second bullet into Cunnie’s tummy, this on above the navel. She was surprised when the bitch went down. As she hit the street, Cunnie raised her gun and fired generally at Amy, and her bullet caught the naked cunt in her left shoulder, spinning her around as the bullet had damaged only flesh, missing muscle.

Enraged, Amy strode over to the downed nude and went to work on her with her spurts, kicking and digging bleeding rows across Cunnie’s ribs and the sides of her large breasts. Having the bitch so close was too tempting for Cunnie, who thrust the long barrel of her 45 up into Amy’s perfectly positioned and open cunt.

Amy startled her by suddenly sitting down hard. The hard landing hurt her tailbone, but the move caused the gun to come out of her vagina.

Her hand was too far back, between Amy’s buttocks, and the bullet ripped upward, missing her uterus but puncturing her bladder, exiting in Amy’s lower belly. Blood and piss were sprayed out through the new hole in her tummy. Amy’s scream was as much of rage as of pain.

She aimed her gun at Cunnie’s head, and as the bitch turned away, the first dumdum of the day struck and ripped off the front of her face. At the same instant, with her gun now at a better angle in Amy’s cunt, she fired, blasting the first of her dumdums up into the enraged bitch’s torso.

The expanding bullet ripped up through her uterus, pushing the reproductive organ forward into her pack of guts, and it caught the sides of both of Amy’s kidneys. These last two were both kill shots, as neither severely injured cunt was able to continue.

They both lay, face up, their shit-smeared bodies raked with bleeding lines cut by their spurs, their gaping cunts fully exposed to their audience of whores and cowboys, to bleed out before the spectators, who moved in to see up close the damage the naked ladies had done to each other.

The whores weren’t armed, but the visiting cowboys all wore sidearms, and drew them, so that they could finish the ladies for certain, despite the fact they were soon dead, and they riddled the naked cunt carcasses so that they bucked and heaved enough to get the men ejaculating.

Gunslingers were commonly called Slingers in the west, and they brought more death than justice to the range towns. Nobody wanted to die as a result of flared passions of the cunts and pricks who fought each other naked in the main street of Durango.

THE END