A Difficult Task
The voice in the phone sounded tired, but confident.
“Now, Nickolay Ivanovich, I want you to shut up and listen to me. If the press
finds out what we do here, we won’t live. So get rid of your school bordello.
The coroners will arrive tomorrow. Can you handle this alone? Or do you want my
guys to help you?”
“I can handle this,” said Nickolay Ivanovich and shrugged his vast shoulders.
It was morning, and Nickolay Ivanovich went straight to the girls’ bedroom. He
told them to come one by one to the gym for a pass in PE. The girls were
surprised: they had already gotten used to the fact that “school” meant beds of
rich men for them. Nickolay Ivanovich explained nothing and went to the gym that
looked just like any other gym in the world.
The old tape recorder was playing some jolly music when Gale entered the gym.
She wasn’t going to “pass” anything, dressed in a see-thru top and short pleated
skirt. She was not surprised to see a few wires hanging from the ceiling over a
tall bench: she had seen many things and learned not to be shocked by anything.
But when NI approached her and quickly cuffed her wrists behind her back,
something of a fear appeared on her pretty face. He dragged her to the bench.
She didn’t resist. After all, what can he do to her? Well, let him rape her. But
she can tell Mr. Alex about it, and NI will be punished! But why is he putting
these wires around her neck? Well, anyway, Mr. Alex told her that as long as he
likes her she’s out of trouble.
Mounting the girl on the bench, NI tore her nice panties and roughly entered her
pussy. She moaned in pain and pleasure. He squeezed her small firm tits and
tight thighs as he fucked her. A few minutes later it was over, he left Gale in
her torn blouse and insecure skirt. She thought whether she should tell Mr. Alex
about all that. She didn’t even understand what was happening when NI kicked the
bench and she slid down.
Still understanding nothing, eyes round with surprise, Gale tried to reach the
floor. The wires stretched a little, and there was a moment when her black shiny
shoe almost touched the floor, but then she was pulled up again. Her pale scared
face began to turn red with blood. She wriggled in panic. Her shoes fell on the
floor. NI made the music louder, so that the rest of the girls would not hear
Gale’s gasps. Her skirt was wrapped around her waist so her legs seemed too
long. Her milk-white thighs would clap into each other now and then, long drops
of semen flowing down from her pussy. NI approached the dying girl and kissed
her dark-red swollen lips.
She probably didn’t feel that. NI waited for five minutes. There was nothing.
She was dead. He cut the wires and removed the girl.
Rimma was a nymphomaniac. Her eyes revealed that. It was thanks to her eyes that
NI noticed her in a prison for juvenile offenders and took her here. She came
into the gym wearing a short skirt, high heels and fully made-up. The first
thing she noticed was NI’s groin, still hard. Rimma approached him and kneeled
before him.
Rimma’s half closed eyes sparkled when she licked and sucked NI’s member. NI was
looking on her and there were two thoughts in his mind. The first one was that
he never saw Rimma wearing panties. And the other, that he was going to miss
her.
Rimma gulped and stood up. NI took her by the hand and put his other hand on her
pussy, caressing it. Rimma moaned and quickly undressed. Fucking her with his
fingers, NI led her to the ladder standing near the hanging rope. She noticed
nothing. She didn’t even notice the tights tying her to the rope. She was
absorbed by her feelings. Kissing her, NI pushed her off the ladder.
She gasped when the knot fastened around her neck. NI quickly climbed down and
caught the free end of the rope. Rimma’s surprised eyes tried to find NI, but
she couldn’t: he was standing below. Rimma was conscious for a very long time.
Her tears brought streams of mascara and powder across her face. Her lips were
moving and NI thought that she was trying to say his name. Her small weight kept
her alive for too long. NI reached out and touched her pussy. Slowly, he began
caressing her flesh. Feeling the juices flowing from her pussy, NI moved his
fingers harder and harder. Looking into her eyes, he saw there was no pain in it
anymore. There was pleasure. Pleasure he knew so well since he had fucked her so
many times.
NI wiped his hand and looked on the hanged girl. She was already motionless.
Maria was very silly. She allowed men to do anything with her. Once NI saw two
men pissing all over her smiling face, aiming at her mouth. When he told her to
undress, she did that immediately, revealing her skinny body. The long rope
lying on the floor was tied to the basketball stand.
“Here you are, Maria,” said NI giving her the free end of the rope and hovering
it over her head. “Hold it,” he said passing the other end of the rope through
the second holder of the stand and pushing.
Yes, Maria was very silly, she couldn’t understand and she made a few small
steps, the noose fastening around her neck. She tried to push her hand in
between the noose and her neck, but it was impossible, then she tried to free
the noose but it required better strength. NI tied the other end of the rope to
the stand and approached Maria.
Maria was not gasping, but her reddening eyes watched NI with fear and pain. He
took off his pants and spread Maria’s legs wide apart. She tried to hold him
with her legs, but the rope was too short for that. NI began fucking her, tight
and wet, she rode his dick. It was wonderful. NI had not had such an orgasm in
years. When he came back to earth and looked at Maria, she was dead.
Surrounded by three dead girls, NI went to sleep on one of the mats. The
difficult task was done.
Copyright by Carnivore Rodent (2001).