Collecting clients for a hoarder of gillies can be a bit risky sometimes. When it comes to this client in particular I consider it rather safe. He has a way with handling the bodies that no one would ever find. He disposes of the by ingesting there flesh. When it is time to eat , he lines his little sluts across the wall suspending them by their ankles. That is when I walk through as he examines them closely. I smack them on the ass and make them whimper. I get pleasure from him telling me not to spoil the meat with unwanted fear, when it is the fear I enjoy the most. Once he picks the one he wants, or in this night two, he guts them. Their blood and innards falls onto the easy to clean tile flooring.
Blood, drains into the porn where it is collected. The intestines get reused for sausage, and organs will all be prepared properly. Two down means I must come back with two. I love hunting, but he stays to prepare my reward for fine cattle. I being back two little brats who thought they were too grown in their mini skirts and mommy’s make up. After he takes a look at them he undresses them and cleans every inch of their bodies. It always cracks me up when they beg for him to let them go. He is gentle with them, shows a real appreciation for their flesh. That is why he has me, My roughness and ability to force them to do what he needs balances out his kindness that he has about him. Even if he is going to devour their tiny bodies. He has me tie them up and scrub their whore flesh. They wine of how the bristles of the rough brush welts their skin.When they are clean they must be properly dress. They are to look like proper young ladies for their new master.
They are given cutsie little pig-tales too that lie on each side of their heads. I bring them into the photo room. Their pictures are taken in a yearbook pose. This goes in his cattle book. Every once in a while he sell a girl he has lost interest in on the market as well. His delicious swine always goes for top dollar too. He feeds them all the best and treats them like princess’, even if they know someday it will be for slaughter. The girls are then taken to the dinner table where he has 4 seats set. Each place also has a picture of one of the two girls that was killed that evening. He wants thanks to be given to the little piggy who provided the meal. I force the two girls into the chair and untie their wrists keeping their ankles tied. They could not get away fast enough even if they wanted to. He pulls out the chair for me and offers me the chair with a smooth gesture of his hand.
“You two consider yourselves good little girls, do you?” He questioned the little brats at the table. Their eyes welled with tears and emptied onto their plump cheeks. All I could do was laugh, laugh at how much they were suffering. He left to the kitchen and brought back two plates and sat them in front of the girls. They instantly started to sob even louder. He started to talk over them but was interrupted by their rude cry’s for release. I slapped them across the cheeks and ordered them to hush. He was about to explain something very important to them and they needed to pay very close attention!
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