A Brutal Day in the Woods

A Brutal Day in the Woods

        This story is set in the summer of northeastern Indiana. Carl Jensen is a young man who is about to turn 18 years old. On the outside, Carl looks little different than many other young men in the Midwest. But only a few months earlier, Carl had spent three months in the county jail for child sexual abuse. He had been caught having sexual contact with a pre-teen boy a few months before. Even before this incident, there had been whispers within his church warning people not to leave Carl alone with their young sons. What no one knew was why Carl started having a sexual interest with young boys.

      It had started five years earlier when Carl had been sent by his parents on an ecumenical peace camp in the Middle East that had been sponsored by the church conference. At this camp, there were children from many different religions including Christians, Jews, Muslims and even Buddhists. One of the young Muslim teenagers saw Carl standing alone and started up a conversation. This young Muslim came from a wealthy and powerful Arab family. Wahlid was confident, charismatic and spoke English with an educated British accent. It was obvious that he had studied extensively overseas.

      Before long, Wahlid and Carl were fast friends. Initially, they talked about mundane subjects about each other’s families and homelands before exploring more personal subjects. Wahlid even gave Carl his first cigar to smoke. They would soon begin sneak to where none of the counselors were at, sit around smoke cigars and talk for hours. Then, carefully Wahlid began to ask Carl about the girls…and the boys in America. Carl was fascinated by what this sophisticated Muslim had to say. Wahlid told Carl that in his world, young boys were meant for a man’s sexual pleasure and that this did not mean that a man was a homosexual for this. Wahid also told Carl that women were dirty, selfish creatures whose purpose in life was to make babies and also to suffer for the enjoyment of real men. Wahlid told him about how in his country, all young women were forced to submit to their clits being cut off so that they would not be tempted to whore around like a bitch in heat.

     After Carl told Wahlid about his sister Anna, Wahlid told Carl about an incident back in his home where one of his teenage half-sisters was being very rebellious. Wahlid and his brothers took matters into their own hands with her. First, they locked her in a room and took turns raping her. Since women are so proud of their breasts and nipples, Wahlid and his brothers then began to burn his sister’s nipples and cut into her breasts until they were mutilated beyond repair. Two of Wahlid’s brothers then finally took the sister out of the house sobbing in terror. She was never found again, but the family’s honor was restored.

      At first, Carl was repelled by these alien concepts, but before long he found himself strangely drawn towards them. Something about the way that Wahlid spoke just seemed to make sense, especially with the relationships that Carl had with his peers, the young boys that he saw at church, even with his own older sister Anna. Carl had always been a bit uncomfortable with the girls in school. He wasn’t a small young man, but wasn’t particularly handsome either. By the time that Carl left the peace camp, he was obsessed with exploring intimate relationships with younger boys and also with the rape and torture of young women.

      Carl wanted to visit a Muslim mosque to learn more about the religion. From what Wahlid told him, it was the kind of religion that would allow Carl to enjoy the things that a man should enjoy. But there was no mosques nearby.

      Carl started with watching young boys from a distance and collecting pornography online. He then began to progress to carefully touching a few unwary boys whenever no one was looking, pretending that it was all just a game. But a few parents started to notice, especially when their sons started to talk. Carl’s mother started to find Carl’s collection of porn on the family computer as well. She confronted him and began deleting the images, but Carl would simply go right back and download more photos. This went on for nearly four years until one boy’s parents found out that Carl had been sexually intimate with their son. The parents filed formal charges against Carl. At first, Carl was forced to go to counseling. A few months later though, a judge ordered Carl sent to the county jail.

      Carl’s sister Anna Jensen had noticed the changes in Carl almost immediately after his return from the peace camp. Anna soon was quite afraid of her younger brother. Carl had already shown tendencies of violence and aggression towards her. He had once pinned Anna against the wall and grabbed one of her breasts. Anna quickly slapped Carl and threatened to tell their mother if he tried to assault her again. While Carl was nearly 5’10, Anna was a very petite, pretty young woman who was barely five feet tall.

      Throughout all of this, Carl’s mother tried to support him while at the same time working to get him help to break this perverse sexual addition. Carl’s father was very busy with his job and had little time for Carl. In addition, Carl’s father spent what little free time that he had doting on Anna. This made Carl even more angry with his sister. Now that Carl was out of jail and officially registered as a sex offender, deep inside he felt that he had nothing to lose anymore.

      Carl’s sister Anna was now twenty years old and had just returned home from college for the summer. At the same time, a tall slender young fifteen year old girl from Russia named Veronika Mikaelovich who was visiting relatives in town for the summer. She was pretty but distant towards Carl. She had been visiting the area for the past three summers. When Veronika was younger, her boyish figure attracted Carl. But now, she was sexually maturing with a lovely firm 34b bust that promised to be at least a C cup before she was fully mature.. She had shoulder-length light brown hair and a very pretty face with full sensuous lips.

     Carl started to develop a plan to leave America and live out in the Middle East where his interests were more accepted according to Wahlid. At the same time, he wanted to do something wild before his departure as a final gesture of defiance. Carl carefully emailed Wahlid and asked him if he would like to add to his ‘special’ collection of videos and photos of tortured young women. Wahlid responded. “Yes. Of course.”

     Carl then laid out his plan. Wahlid quickly made arrangements for a one-way ticket to his homeland for Carl. Unknown to the judge, Carl still had a valid passport. No one had bothered to ask since Carl was still a juvenile. Then Carl began to gather the tools that he would need and make the other arrangements.

     Carl had purchased a bottle of ether from the local auto parts store. He was going to use it to subdue his targets. Carl had an old Chevy Blazer four wheel drive that his parents had given him on the sixteenth birth. It wasn’t a sporty car, but for Carl’s purposes the vehicle had two saving graces. It had a large cargo area and could drive just about anywhere.

     Carl already knew where Anna would be and when his parents would be out of the house, leaving the two of them alone there. He simply had to find a way to catch Veronika alone.

     Unfortunately for Veronika, she liked to jog in the afternoon on the secluded rural roads near her grandparents’ house. Carl found out about this by carefully following her for a few days. Next Thursday, would be the day that Carl would act on his plans. It would give him plenty of time to have his fun, eliminate the evidence and make it to the airport for the flight to meet with his friend.

     There was a lonely stretch of road where few cars passed and even fewer houses were that Veronika liked to run in the morning before it got too hot. Carl decided to park his car along the side of the road, lift up both the hood and hatch as though he was having car trouble and wait for Veronika to jog by.

     Carl’s patience was soon rewarded when less than fifteen minutes later, he saw Veronika jogging towards him. Carl smiled as he looked at the tall, pretty Russian teenager. But next to him, he had already prepared a cloth soaked in ether to subdue her.

     “Hello, Veronika. I didn’t know that you jogged on this road.” Carl lied with a smile.

     Veronika replied with a pronounced Russian accent as she slowed to a walk while approaching Carl’s apparently disabled car.

     “Hello, Carl. Is everything alright?”

     “My damned truck broke down here and my cell phone won’t work. I’m trying to figure out what is wrong so that maybe I can fix it. Please come take a look.” Carl answered while pointing under the hood of his Blazer.

     Veronika walked over to where Carl was pointing, not seeing him carefully pick up the cloth soaked in ether. He had placed the cloth so that it looked like a shop rag for him to wipe the grease off of his hands.

     “See down there. I think that this might be the problem.” Carl said to his unwitting victim as he pointed again to a spot under the hood.

     Veronika looked down for a moment, not noticing Carl slipping behind her until he reached from behind her, wrapped her up with one arm while using his other hand to press the rag over Veronika’s mouth and nose.

     “Mmmmfffff.” Veronika’s muffled voice said as she struggled against Carl’s grip. But within a few moments, she began to feel light-headed before passing out completely.

     Carl laughed with his first success as he dragged Veronika’s limp form inside the back of his Blazer. He quickly hogtied her hands and feet behind her back before gagging her and throwing a tamp over her to conceal her. Then he slammed the hatch lid shut, ran to the front of the SUV to lower the hood and quickly started his car to drive home. He knew that Anna would be at home reading while their parents would both be away at work for another few hours. Carl also put the ether soaked rag into a jar and closed the lid. He didn’t want to be overcome by the fumes like his victims would be.

      Ten minutes later, Carl backed into his parents’ driveway all the way inside of the garage. He then closed the garage door and opened the lid to the car trunk. Veronika still appeared to be unconscious but Carl didn’t want her to wake up before he was ready for her. So he pulled out the ether rag and placed it over her face again for a few moments. Carl checked to make sure that while his victim was still unconscious, that he didn’t overdose her on the ether.

     “Good. She’s still breathing alright.” Carl quietly said to himself before entering the kitchen from the door to the garage. He quickly looked around and saw the back of Anna’s head as she sat in a chair in the dining room. Fortunately for Carl, she was facing away from the kitchen with her usual book in her hands and wearing the earbuds for her iPod.

      It was easy for Carl to slip in behind Anna with the ether rag behind his back. Anna started to notice the smell from the ether, but before she could turn around, Carl had already grabbed her from behind and forced the rag over her mouth and nose. Anna didn’t even know who was there before she succumbed to the effects of the ether.

      Carl quickly tied up Anna and gagged her just as he had done to Veronika before carrying Anna and throwing her into the back of his trunk next to his other captive. Carl then made sure to eliminate all evidence of a struggle to include turning on a fan and opening the windows to eliminate the smell of ether from inside the house.

       Carl drove nearly half a hour to a place in a nearby forest well off of the beaten path. There was a small dirt road that had once been a logging road before it had been abandoned years before. Carl had been preparing the site for the past week. There was a fire pit that he had lined with rocks and already placed wood at for a fire. Carl had gathered half a dozen tree limbs that were about three or four feet long and about two inches in diameter as well as kindling and several larger logs. Carl had a very special purpose for the long, slender tree limbs. The fire pit was near a pair of young oak trees, each with a diameter of about eight to ten inches. Carl had already placed ropes and driven stakes at the bases of those two trees.

      About ten feet away from there, Carl had dug a large pit that was nearly six feet deep and about the same diameter. It had taken him the better part of a day of very hard digging to create that pit where he would hide the evidence of his plans. There was also a large log from a fallen tree lying nearby. Carl took Veronika and Anna and placed them face-down over this log with their asses sitting high. Carl quickly took a knife and cut away both victims’ clothing, putting the torn fabric into the fire pit and setting it on fire to get the rest of the wood in the pit burning.

      Seeing those pretty pink assholes staring up at Carl had him hard as a rock.

      “Change of plans.” Carl said to himself as he stripped off his trousers and quickly thrust his hard cock deeply into Veronika’s tight asshole and began to rape her.

      Veronika grunted in pain even though she was still unconscious. Carl had initially wanted to wait to do this until both girls were conscious so that they could experience his cock raping their assholes, but he just couldn’t wait. A few minutes later, he came like a volcano inside of Veronika’s ass.

     Carl was still hard as a rock as he carried Veronika’s limp form to the nearer of the two young oak trees, pulled her arms behind her to either side of the tree and tied them there. He had already hammered a large nail in the tree so that he could secure the rope between her wrists to prevent her from sagging to the ground. Carl then tied a rope to each of Veronika’s ankles and pulled them apart to ensure full access to her cunt. He then tied each ankle rope to a stake to secure it.

     By the time that Carl had finished securing Veronika to the tree, he was ready to cum again. He then raped his sister’s asshole just like he had done to the teenage Russian girl before carrying Anna to the other young oak tree and securing her there in a similar manner. Because Anna was only about five feet tall, Carl took a couple of large flat stones and put them under her feet to raise her higher for better access. Carl’s eight inches of hard, thick cock was thoroughly covered with their shit and blood by the time that he was finally finished sodomizing them.

     Both of Carl’s captives were positioned so that they could see everything that was done to the other as well as what was being heated in the fire. What they could not see was the pit that Carl had dug to put them in after he was finished with his fun. It would take another thirty minutes before the two girls started to regain consciousness. Carl had brought smelling salts with him just in case he needed to wake a girl up after she fainted though.

     Carl had the blades of several large hunting knives already heating up in the fire while he waited for his victims to wake up. Carl was in no hurry as he calmly smoked one of the half dozen large cigars that he had brought along. They were so deep in the woods that Carl was confident that no one would ever hear the girls’ screams. Carl quickly set up a pair of tripods. Carl had brought along his father’s digital camcorder to catch everything that was being done to both girls. In addition, Carl had brought his own digital camera to focus on what was happening to one particular girl…even one particular tit or cunt as needed. Each camera was mounted on one of the tripods.

     When he was done with Anna and Veronika, Carl planned on burying them in the freshly excavated hole along with all evidence of their presence. Carl was going to take a shovel and cover the bodies with the hot ashes from the firepit before filling in the rest of the hole and covering all other traces. Then Carl was going to take the cameras, disks and memory chips and drive across the border into Canada. Finally, Carl would leave his truck behind, take his prizes and use his plane tickets to fly to Wahlid’s country. But now it was time for Carl to have his fun.

     Carl thought about fucking Veronika’s cunt with his cock still coated with the blood and shit from both girls, but decided to wait for a little while instead while the knives heated in the fire. He then took a paper towel, wiped off his cock and threw the towel into the fire pit. Carl then lit one of his cigars and patiently smoked it while waiting for Veronika and Anna to wake up.  He wanted to have enough cum ready to fuck both girl’s cunts several times before he was done with them.

      Veronika started to wake up first, moaning softly and then beginning to squirm when she discovered herself standing there tightly bound to a tree. At first, Veronika mumbled something in Russian before her eyes focused on Carl. By then, Carl had already smoked a quarter of his thick cigar’s 8” length.

      “Carl. Why are you doing this? Please let me go. “ Veronika pleaded. She saw the fire and the knives’ blades heating in the glowing coals of the fire pit.

      “Oh, I am going to eventually untie you, but not before I have a little bit of fun with you, Veronika.” Carl said as he walked towards Veronika. Carl had gone ahead and removed his trousers and underwear, but still wore a dark t-shirt and a pair of running shoes. Veronika shivered in terror as she saw that Carl’s cock was fully engorged to its full 9” length. She had noticed as she woke up that her asshole was very sore. What she could not yet see was the tiny trail of blood that ran down her leg from her ravenged anus. Veronika quickly realized what had already happened…and some of what Carl was about to do to her.

       “Please let me go. I won’t tell anyone. I promise. Just don’t hurt me any more…please.” Veronika pleaded.

     Carl was still holding his cigar in his left hand when he walked up to Veronika and roughly kissed her. His tongue pushed past her lips and deep into her mouth. He had thought about forcing Veronika to suck his cock, but he actually preferred that being done by a young boy instead. It would also be so much more trouble to have to untie and retie the young Russian girl just to have her give him head. Her suffering would be far more delicious instead.

      Carl then bent down and grabbed Veronika’s left breast with his free hand and put her nipple in his mouth. He licked her slightly puffy, quarter-sized light pink aureola and then sucked hard on her quickly stiffening nipple bud. He would then take her tender bud between his teeth and squeeze until Veronika began to scream in pain.  Carl then took his right hand and slipped it between Veronika’s labia and began to finger her clit. The helpless girl began to moan before long in spite of her fear.

     “Oh, I can tell that you are a real slut while your clit is being played while, Russian whore.” Carl told Veronika while continuing to fondle her clit and before beginning to suck on her right nipple. That tender pink erection found its way in between Carl’s teeth and he began to slowly bite down.

      “AAARRRGGHHH!!!” Veronika screamed and gasped before cumming herself.

      “Please stop, Carl….I beg you. I will tell no one. It will just be our little secret.” She said while ignoring Anna’s naked form bound to the tree next to her.

      Carl couldn’t wait any longer. He straightened up, used his free hand to open Veronika’s labia further and roughly thrust his hard cock inside of her. Veronika had been a virgin, but Carl’s throbbing cock tore through her hymen instantly as she screamed in pain. More blood began to stream down Veronika’s leg as Carl thrust deeply inside of her.

       Carl continued thrusting inside of Veronika’s soaking wet cunt but looked down at her lovely pink erect right nipple, took a puff from his big cigar and pressed it firmly against the tip of that nipple.

       Veronika screamed something in Russian at the top of her lungs as the cigar burned her tender precious nipple and much of the surrounding aureola. At the same time, cunt muscles suddenly tightened even further around Carl’s thrusting cock, causing him to spurt his seed deep inside of her.

     “Awesome!” Carl said as his throbbing cock kept pumping cum deep inside of Veronika’s cunt. He could smell the fresh aroma of newly burnt tit along with the acrid smell of his cigar. He loved it and wanted so much more.

     “What’s going on here?” mumbled Anna as she finally began to wake up. Apparently, Veronika’s screams of pain were able to pierce the ether-induced fog in Anna’s consciousness.

     “Well….’little’ sister. You are here so that I can have fun with you and your friend Veronika. I am enjoying this very much, though I am far from done.”

     “Carl. Stop this right now before you go any further.” Anna harshly spoke with her usual ‘big sister’ tone of authority. But Carl was having nothing of it.

     “You know, Anna. I have had just about enough of your attitude looking down at me even though I am almost a foot taller than you.” He said after pulling his cock out of Veronika’s abused cunt. His erection had subsided somewhat, but Carl’s cock was coated with a fresh layer of Veronika’s cum and blood.

     Carl stepped back for a few moments and looked down at the two captive young women. Veronika was looking down at the ground and crying profusely, while Anna looked angrily at her younger brother. Carl smiled as he looked at Veronika’s burnt right nipple. It was now an angry red, swollen with a black rimmed circular edge on the aureola where the cigar’s burn ended. Almost two-thirds of the entire surface of Veronika’s right aureola  had been covered by the burning end of Carl’s cigar. But Veronika’s nipple still sprang up erect again after Carl’s removed the lit end of his cigar from it. Carl knew that this would definitely not be enough torture for that tender teat..

     “Now, I want you both to listen carefully to me. If you decide to go to sleep on me without permission while I am having fun with you, I am going to wake you back up and punish you very badly. I’m only going to warn you two sluts this once.” Carl coldly told his captives.

     When Carl was fondling Veronika’s clit, her thick bush of light brown pubic hair kept getting in the way. He looked over at Anna and saw that her strawberry-blonde pubic hair would pose the same problem as well. He was determined to do something very soon to do about this.

     Carl walked back to the fire and pulled out a three foot long piece of tree limb that was about as big around as a man’s thumb. The end of the limb that was in the middle of the fire was still burning when he turned and started walking towards Anna. She could see that her brother was looking down at her labia as he approached, the bright yellow flame on the end of the limb being aimed right between Anna’s thighs.

     “Oh, please no…..please no….Carl, I beg you…..NO….NO…..NO…..AAARRRGGGHHH!!!” Anna screamed as the flame started to set her pubic hair on fire and lick over her tender labia.

     The smell of burnt hair filled the air while Carl worked the end of the burning limb directly under Anna’s cunt lips and even as far back as her asshole to burn away every bit of her pubic hair

     Anna was so terrified and in so much pain that she lost control of her bladder. Piss ran down her legs and almost extinguished the burning limb. After he finished burning off Anna’s pubic hair, he briefly put the limb back in the fire for a few moments to dry the urine off of it and rekindle the intensity of the flame on the end of it.

      When Carl was satisfied with the intensity of the flame on the end of that piece of wood, he pulled it out, walked over to Veronika and repeated the process of burning off all of her pubic hair. Her screams of pain in a mixture of English and Russian were like music to Carl’s ears. He then returns the tree limb to the fire, taking care not to insert it too deeply. He has more plans for it later.

      Carl takes his hands and brushed off the grey ashes that remained from the burnt hair on both girls genitals, revealing two pair of red, blistered and swollen labia. Carl then stood in front of his sister. Though Anna was very petite, she still had a lovely 34C inch bust. Her light pink silver dollar-sized aureola are barely darker than the rest of her full, firm, pale-colored breasts. He lifts up her right breast and begins to lick and suckle on her nipple. Anna’s tender nipple bud quickly became erect and as large as a pencil eraser while her breathing became ragged with arousal.

      Carl repeated the process with Anna’s right nipple even as his free hand slipped down between her scorched and denuded labia. Anna winced in pain  Carl could feel that Anna’s clit was already aroused as well as noting that her hymen was still intact, just as Veronika’s used to be.

     “Well, ‘little’ sister. I see that you have continued being a prude because you still have your virginity. Of course, you won’t have it for very long. But unlike your friend here, you’re not going to get to enjoy it at all because I’m going to take your clit away from you first, you self-righteous little bitch.”

      Carl turned around, walked to the fire and pulled out one of the large hunting knives that had been heating in the fire. Then Carl walks up to Anna, his cock once again fully erect, and begins to open up her labia in preparation to remove her clit. But first, he held the knife blade up so that Anna could see that the blade was hot enough to glow dull red.

     “You bastard! Don’t you dare do this, you son of a bitch.” Anna screamed in Carl’s face as she started to feel the heat within her labia from the approaching blade.

     The sizzle of Anna’s flesh could be heard for an instant before it was drowned out by Anna’s piercing scream as the hot blade began to cut through the base of her clit. After he removed the tender morsel of clit flesh from between Anna’s labia, Carl pressed the hot blade against the bleeding wound before showing Anna her severed sexual organ and then tossing it into the fire.

      Carl placed the knife blade back in the fire, lit a fresh cigar and then returned to Anna’s helpless cunt.

      “Now, it’s time for me to take something else very dear to you, ‘little’ sister.” Carl said with a sneer as he positioned his hard cock at the entrance of his sister’s virgin cunt. Anna pled with her brother to stop but to no avail as he took a puff from his cigar, blew the smoke in Anna’s face, moved the cigar to his left hand and then forcefully thrust his cock in between her abused labia. Carl tore through Anna’s hymen and buried his cock deep inside her cunt while she screamed in agony.

      Carl furiously thrust inside of his sister’s cunt like a crazed animal, each thrust causing him to press against Anna’s burnt labia and the wound where her clit used to be. After several minutes of raping Anna’s tight cunt, Carl decided to make his sister’s right nipple match Veronika’s, so he firmly pressed the glowing end of his cigar directly on the tender end of Anna’s lovely light pink nipple.

      “AAARRRGGGHHH!!!…..You’re not my brother. You’re nothing but a sick, fucking monster.” Anna cursed as she felt her own involuntary contraction of her vaginal muscles and Carl’s sudden squirt of cum into the opening of her womb.

      “Such language from Ms. ‘Goody Two Shoes’. I’m so shocked.” Carl laughed and said with a mocking tone.  He then withdrew his cock from inside of his sister’s cunt, took his right hand and began to open up her labia again.

      “Let’s see if you like this ‘hard and hot’ thing inside of your cunt instead.” Carl sneered as he started to insert the lit end of his cigar deep inside of Anna’s cunt. The combination of brother’s and sister’s juices extinguished the cigar, but not before it reached nearly all the way to the opening of Anna’s cervix.

      Anna loudly screamed for a few moments before passing out from the pain.

      “You didn’t have permission to go to sleep, sis. You are going to have to be punished very severely for that, I’m afraid.” Carl chided as he looked at Anna’s head hanging down limply over her chest.

      Veronika’s eyes grew wide in shock as she saw Carl walk back to the fire, pull out another knife with a glowing red tip and begin to walk towards her.

      “Oh, please no more, I beg you. What are you going to do?” She begged, tears running down her eyes.

      “I let you have your fun the first time, but now I have to take that fun away from you too.” Carl coldly said as he began to take his free hand and open Veronika’s abused labia. In a flash, he had the red hot blade cutting through that young sensitive Russian clit, severing it from her body in only a couple of seconds and leaving a blackened, bleeding hole in its place.

      Veronika was literally screaming herself hoarse as her femininity was being slowly taken from her. She was barely hanging onto consciousness as she saw Carl walk back and pull out some smelling salts from a backpack. Veronika breathed a sigh of relief because Carl was walking towards Anna this time, though the Russian girl reprieve would be short-lived.

      “Wake up, ‘lil sister. It’s time for you to face some more of your punishment.” Carl gleefully said as he held the smelling salt’s under Anna’s nostrils. She started to move, slowing opening her eyes and beginning to moan in pain, while Carl walked away for a moment.

      Anna soon began to shudder when he saw Carl coming back with another one of those small burning tree limbs in his hand.

      “It’s now time for some tit cooking. I wonder what it will take to make yours, let’s say medium well done?” he taunted before bringing the limb up to Anna’s left nipple and allowing it’s yellow-red flame to envelop that tender, erect, pink bud of flesh, licking over the nipple and surrounding aureola in its fiery caress.

      Anna screamed in pain and frantically tried to move her nipples out of the way of the flame, but Carl just kept moving the burning tree limb to keep her tit flesh burning. From time to time, Carl would pull the flame away to examine his handiwork but would then continue his fiery torture of both of his sister’s nipples until they were a nice crispy brown instead of their previous tender light pink. They also weren’t quite as long as they used to be either.

      After putting the end of the tree limb back in the fire, Carl walked back to Anna, lifted up her left breast and put her freshly burned nipple in his mouth in spite of her cries of pain.

       “Ahhh…..nothing quite like the taste of freshly cooked teat.” Smiled Carl as he sucked, licked and nibbled on his sister’s crisply cooked remnants of her nipples. He was disappointed that Anna hadn’t been lactating for a baby. “It would have been nice to see how much burning it would take to dry up those nipples of hers.” He thought to himself.

       Carl looked over at Veronika and wondered if her nipples would also taste better cooked as well. So he pulled out the burning tree limb, walked over to Veronika and repeated the process on her precious nipple flesh.

      “Nyet….Nyet…..Nyet……AAARRRGGGHHH!!!” Veronika screamed as Carl began to burn her tender pink left nipple with the burning stick from the fire pit. But Carl didn’t completely stop until her nipples matched Anna’s in color and condition. Carl was quite pleased also with the flavor of young cooked Russian teat as well, he found.

       After a few moments of her maimed nipples being licked and sucked on, Veronika looked up at Carl, said something in Russian and then spat at him. Carl didn’t know what she said but he was certain that it was something particularly vile that deserved retribution for.

       “Don’t look so disappointed, ‘lil sister’. I’m far from finished from being done with your punishment for falling asleep on me.” Carl sneered.

       For a few minutes, the girls had a little respite for Carl’s sadistic attentions while he changed out disks on the camcorder and temporarily took the digital camera from the tripod to take close-up photos of burned nipples, mutilated genitals and the pain-filled faces of the two tortured young women.

      Carl returned to stand in front of Anna. This time though, he had one of the heated knives in his right hand.

      “Do you remember what I said when I warned you not to pass out on me, ‘lil sis’? Well, it is now time to pay the piper.” Carl told Anna.

       Carl’s sister murmured. “Please no. Haven’t you done enough already?”

       Her voice was raw and weak from having screamed so much in agony over the past few hours. But when Carl took his knife and began to plunge it deep inside the side of her left breast, midway between her armpit and her aureola, Anna couldn’t help but to scream once again. The intensity and volume of the petite strawberry blonde’s screams certainly didn’t match her earlier efforts, perhaps because she was already beginning to go into shock.

       The glowing red tip of the large hunting knife ended up right in the midst of Anna’s milk gland clusters, cooking her lovely full tit from within. After a minute, Carl pulled the blade out. He saw with a smile that small bits of flesh had cooked and stuck onto the blade’s surface. Within a few minutes, the entire tit was swollen and red from the latest atrocity committed against it.

       Carl’s cock was once again fully erect. He felt like he could fill someone’s cunt once again with his seed. He looked over at Veronika and smiled.

      “It’s time for another fucking, my sweet young Russian cunt.” He said as he walked up to Veronika and shoved his cock deep inside of her vagina with little ceremony short of tasting her burnt nipples in his mouth again. Carl fucked Veronika long and hard once again before feeling his seed squirt deep inside of her cunt.

      Veronika didn’t say much during this latest rape, but after she felt him cum inside of her again, she started to mutter.

      “Please God. I don’t want to get pregnant.”

      Carl looked at Veronika with a sadistic smile.

      “So you really want to avoid getting pregnant, my little Russian whore?” he asked.

      “Yes, sir.” The helpless, agonized teenager replied.

      “Good…..and you will surely get your wish.” Carl answered gleefully as he turned back towards the fire and returned with one of those burning tree limbs. Veronika’s eyes grew wide in shock when she saw this and realized what Carl was about to do.

      Carl didn’t even bother using his free hand to open Veronika’s labia before shoving the burning end of the limb into Veronika’s cunt as far as it would go. The entire length of her vagina was badly burnt including the opening of her cervix. Veronika passed out almost immediately after she felt her cervix begin to burn from the hot wood pressing against it.

       Carl was pissed off that Veronika passed out before he was ready to pull the wood out of her cunt and show her the burnt cunt flesh sticking to it. She was going to pay for this too. He went back to his backpack, grabbed some smelling salts and waved them under Veronika’s nostrils until she began to stir to consciousness.

       When Veronika woke up, she felt the intense pain inside of her vagina once again and began to wail, mostly in Russian, tears streaming down her face as she knew that she would never have a baby.

       “So you are going to cry on me, huh? Well, I’m going to give you something to really cry about now, bitch.” Carl snarled.

       Carl went back to the fire, grabbed another one of his heated knives and stood in front of Veronika. Without any further fanfare, he grabbed her left nipple, lifted her breast up by it, then cut off the entire nipple, surrounding aureola and a couple of inches of tit above it. Carl could see the severed ends of nearly a dozen milk ducts that led to the milk glands of Veronika’s breast. Mother’s  milk would never flow through them to feed a baby now.

     Carl then threw the severed tit flesh into the fire. Veronika still had a left tit, but it was now an A cup in size and would never be an object of sexual beauty or pleasure ever gain.

      The hot metal of the knife cauterized most of the gaping wound on the end of Veronika’s left tit. But Veronika was also going into shock as she passed out once again.

      Before Carl could begin to cut off Veronika’s right nipple, he heard Anna begin to faintly speak.

      “You bastard. You are never going to get away with this. You leave that girl alone. She never did anything to you.”

      “She was never showed me any attention either…acting like she was too good for me. She’ll never get to do that to anyone ever again. As for you, this is the last time that you are going to interrupt me, ‘lil’ sister.”

      Carl got a freshly heated blade walked up to Anna, grabbed her right nipple to lift up her breast and quickly cut off her entire breast. Carl held the severed breast in his hand and observed the milk clusters that Anna had hoped would be the nourishment for her future offspring. A few of the milk gland clusters dangled out of the ruined breast, attached only by the slender milk ducts that connected them to the back of Anna’s right nipple.

       Anna immediately went into shock and passed out. Carl wasn’t done with his sister just yet, so he grabbed a burning limb and began to cauterize the gaping wound in Anna’s chest while holding her head up and out of the way of the flame.

     “You always did say that you wanted to breastfeed your babies someday. Do you think that you can do now that you have just one maimed tit, Sis?” Carl said to Anna with a malevolent smile on his face.

      Carl tried to revive Anna to consciousness with the smelling salts but was unsuccessful. He figured that she had gone into shock due to blood loss.

      “Oh, well. I’m not quite done with the little Russian bitch.”

     Carl had one knife in the fire, glowing red and ready for use. He pulled it out and was standing in front of Veronika in preparation to cut off her remaining tit when he heard a man’s voice.

     “Freeze! Park Ranger! Slowly put down that knife, step away, put your hands on the back of your head and get down on your knees.” Yelled Park Ranger Steven Michael as he trained his pistol at the sadistic young man.

     The park ranger had been doing a foot patrol in this remote part of the woods when he saw the smoke from Carl’s fire a mile or so away. Ranger Michaels went to investigate the fire but instead saw this scene of horrors. Carl had carefully placed his site in a hollow in the woods so that the sound of the screams would not carry as far. But he didn’t count on the smoke from his fire being seen.

      Carl wasn’t about to go to jail again, nor did he want either of his prizes to survive what he had been doing to them. He already figured that Anna would not survive. Now Carl was determined that neither would Veronika, especially since he was unlikely to get away.

     Carl lifted up the knife and began to lunge towards Veronika. The Ranger immediately fired his .40 caliber semiautomatic Smith & Wesson pistol twice at Carl, hitting him both times.

      Carl felt two heavy blows against the side of his chest as he lunged for Veronika. He was aiming his knife for her heart, but the impact of the bullets pushed him to the side so that the blade instead pierced through the middle of Veronika’s right breast and plunged into her chest. The young girl was only faintly aware of the red hot tip of the blade penetrating into her right lung before passing out again.

      Carl fell to the ground at Veronika’s feet, feeling his own life quickly slipping away. He would eventually learn that his mother was right about Judgement Day after he closed his eyes for the last time.

     “Ranger Base. This is Ranger Michaels. I have an emergency here at this location. I have three people down and in immediate need of medical attention and evacuation. Please send help immediately. It looks like a damn slaughterhouse here.”

      Carl was declared dead on the scene by the arriving EMT’s. Veronika and Anna were both quickly taken by ambulance to the nearest trauma center where they were treated for their injuries. Both were in critical condition for more than a week before their conditions were stabilized. Ranger Michaels was given a commendation for saving Anna and Veronika’s lives.

      Veronika stayed in an American hospital for over a month before being flown back to Russia, never to return to the United States. The last that anyone from America heard about Veronika was that had become addicted to Afghan heroin in an attempt to deal with the nightmares.

      Anna was in and out of hospitals for the next year and finally had her right breast reconstructed with an implant. Anna and her parents eventually moved away and resettled somewhere in the remote western US. Anna continued to be under therapy for many years later even though she claimed to have had a religious conversion experience as a result of enduring the trauma. She met a man at her church, married him and had two children though she was never able to breastfeed either from the mutilated breast that her brother had left her with.

      The county detective got Wahlid’s email address off of Carl’s computer. After reading the exchanges of email between Wahlid and Carl, the detective decided to take advantage of the situation. He wrote Wahlid an email of his own.

      “Hello, Wahlid.

      Your friend was not able to send you the images and videos that you wanted. However, I am able to follow through with the arrangement for the right price. Here is an example of what I have.”

      The detective had attached one of the digital photos that Carl had taken of his sister after he had started to mutilate her breasts. It apparently got Wahlid’s attention because he replied back via email less than twenty-four hours later. The detective soon had a deal with Wahlid within a couple of days.

      Five days after the detective uploaded several large zipped video and photo files to the email address that Wahlid gave him, he got a call from the bank. An international money order in the amount of twenty five thousand dollars was now waiting on him there. For the rest of the year, the detective had a very good time with the money that he made on that little deal.

     Back at Wahlid’s home, a freshly burned DVD-R was placed in a jewel case and filed in cabinet full of other video disks with such titles as ‘Private Jessica Lynch Torture and Mutilation Disks One through Five’. Wahlid was going to enjoy watching Veronika’s and Anna’s torture scenes for a long time too. Wahlid had little to worry about because his family’s wealth protected him from even the Russians who had been very upset about what had been done to Veronika.

     Of course, the detective kept a copy of his own for his private collection. This was one of his little side benefits of the job….the opportunity to enjoy life’s ‘little pleasures’, especially those gained at the expense of pretty young women.