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We shall commence in the dark, dank building—a converted meat processing plant, where a fresh meat is process–not for consumption….no, worse, eradication. The call girls were harmless, but not in the eyes of the Chekist. They were scourge on society–not to be trusted and most importantly, not needed. Youthful ladies mostly, these, hardly above teens were lead to the chamber. The guard had his job. Countdown the firing team. They huddled in on last effort for connection—the perceive of warmth–of life. Then the shots rang out and there bods flopped lifeless to cold, sloppy concrete. They positioned them on the cart to be disposed of afterwards in thick pit in the countryside.
A family was next…..another in a lengthy line of them over days and days of processing. Arrival, process, countdown, cart. The guard was stun with faces of so many…young, old—it did not matter. They were rivals as decided by the Chekist council. If the daddy was bad in the eye of the council, so was the mom, the daughter-in-law, the son…..and so on. This family, like so many others were middle class. They came in there Sunday sundress. It was a last showcase of who they were. A last try to make it about real people. The guards no longer eyed real people. He witnessed a super-cute had, glossy jewelry, some pantyhose that would sight superb on his niece should be be permitted to keep them.
They marched them forth, past the bods of the dead
whores…..the youngest daughter-in-law looking in tyranny. Into the next apartment, it was time to give up all they had. One by one, at gunpoint, they were compelled to strip. All the clothes. All the jewelry. It all went into boxed for afterward categorization. Bare, the family was marched into the next apartment. Like the other apartment, it was dark. A single light illuminated their nude curves. They were told to get on all fours and as they did they huddled together, even begged. The dad, attempting to convenience his damsels.
Eventually, they were told to straighten and as they did, the firing team readied. The guard counted down. And the shots rang out.
The family all fell over in a immense flop. All were dead
, but the youngest daughter-in-law was not. The guard, apparently frustrated by this even, ambled over, aimed and completed her off with his pistol—shooting
her in the forehead. Her bladder extracted at her death
Now begain the process of loading them up on the cart. One by one, they lined up the bods, concluding with the youngest daughter-in-law on top. The cart was spinned away.
Afterwards, one of the guards came back. The figures were still on the cart. A successful break as normally they would have been loaded into the bigger bin for disposition. He picked up the lightest, youngest woman and took her off into another apartment where discarded outfit would activity as a pillow.
He set her down and proceeded to investigate her youthfull assets. No one would come now. He had slew of time. He fondled her all over and put her palm on his pulsating schlong. Her cold forearm sensed so great. He groped her arm along his cock, then determined to put his boner in her facehole. He pounded her facehole for a while in different postures, then was well-prepped to pound her.
Her cooch was cock-squeezing. It was clear to him that she had no practice before her death
. He would be her very first. He found that thought titillating as he shoved his ample pipe into her taut poon. It got lighter and he porked the dead
damsel for a while, switching postures a duo time. When he was well-prepped, he shot his geyser on her. Then, snugly, she was laying on a tarp, so he dragged her away.