{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"2a968b30-36fd-422d-8be2-7759684cf7ce","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2023-11-08T18:06:15.58Z","title":"Lesbian Revenge part 2","slug":"lesbian-revenge-part-2","shortId":"5aYRBqDj","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"An adult lesbian brutally tortures and snuffs her two adult sisters.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"0a939758-eb07-45e6-aca1-b939320e41f8","title":null,"summary":"I spent much of the day resting, and relaxing in the cabin and outside. I walked through the woods. ","wordCount":2635,"readTime":13,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

I spent much of the day resting, and relaxing in the cabin and outside. I walked through the woods. There was a nearby stream. The area was simply stunning. I had never been to this part of the country. The land was full of hills and valleys. The woods were thick and the leaves were beginning to change. When I got back to the cabin one my sisters was screaming for help again. I threw on the voice changer, cranked up the volume and told her to shut up. She did. Instantly. They were both terrified. They thought they might die, but they knew that either way there was a lot more pain that could be coming their way.

By mid-afternoon, I was ready for round two. I had already decided that both of them would die here, but I hadn't settled on how long I would tease out their deaths. It could be days. It could be months. I walked into the room, wearing my voice changer and announced a little game. I told them I was going to kiss each of them on the mouth. This would be a contest. Whoever gave the better, sluttier, sexier kiss would win. Whoever lost would have their tongue cut out. The stakes were high. I told them that if either of them felt the urge to act out and bite me, they would both lose the tongues and all their teeth. I knew that I didn't have to worry about them biting me. They were sufficiently cowed into obedience.

I chose Stephany, the 20 year old first. By youngest sister. Laying back on the bed, stripped naked, tied down, and quietly shaking. Her breast had scabbed over where I had removed her nipple, but it was an ugly looking wound. I leaned in and told her she had 2 minutes to impress me, then I removed the mask and placed my lips against hers. I parted my lips slightly allowing her to do all the work. She wasted no time. She strained her neck, pressing her mouth up into mine and her tongue shot out, deep into my mouth. It was frantic, desperate, with quick jerky moves. In and out. Swirling around. Sucking on my lips, first the bottom then the top, then plunging her tongue back inside. I thought some of the awkwardness was from the situation. Obviously this is not how she normally kissed. But her technique was also very sloppy. Very amateur. Overall, I was not impressed. Things were not looking great for Steph. The buzzer sounded and I pulled away, dragging a long string of spit between our mouths before it broke.

I didn't say a word. I simply walked over to Donna, quickly put the voice changer back up to my mouth and restated the rules. 2 minutes. Impress me or you lose your tongue. Then I dipped my head and kissed her. She started slower, shallower. More suction, kissing my lips, licking, flicking her tongue into my mouth then pulling back. It was erotic. It was artful. It made me wet. After the first minute, she dove in deeper, plunging her tongue impossibly far into my mouth. I swore I could feel her touch the back of my throat. Without realizing it I felt my hand come up and cup her breast, squeezing and playing with the nipple as we kissed. Then the buzzer sounded. It was not even close. Donna was a skillful, passionate, kisser. Stephany was a drunk dog, licking itself.

I rose from the bed and retrieved a ring gag and a pair of vice grips from my bag. I forced the ring gag into Stephany's mouth as she cried and begged me not to. Once it was secure, holding her mouth wide open, I reached in with my fingers and pulled her tongue out. Then I clamped the vice grips onto her tongue. The metal bite down with a satisfying squelch. Blood seeped out as I allowed the tool to hang out of her mouth, pulling her tongue tight. She was moaning and crying. I picked up the scissors that I had used on her breast earlier. With one hand I pulled the vice grips hard, ripping her tongue further out than she would have been able to believe. Then with my other hand, I snipped at the base of her tongue. The muscle was thick and clenched. It took three of four tried to fully remove it. Once I did, the base of her tongue pulled back into her mouth and she let loose with a guttural cry of agony. I inspected the note flaccid tongue hanging from the vice grips. I was surprised to see that I had removed nearly 10 inches. I removed the tool and held the tongue up to my mouth and began to gently suck on it. It felt good.

I decided to let Donna have a taste. I held it down to her mouth and told her to suck on it. Reluctantly, she obeyed. I reached down and fingered myself while watching one of my sisters suck on the severed tongue of my other sister. Then I told her to take a bite. She didn't even hesitate. She bit down hard and came away with a perfect moon shaped sliver of muscle and taste buds. I was about to give her more instructions when she surprised me by proceeding to chew the tongue and then show me the fleshly paste in her mouth. Then in one big gulp it was gone. Donna was turning out to be quite this little sick fuckers. Or maybe she was just a survivor. Afterall, she still had her tongue and both nipples. The same could not be said for poor Steph.

After a brief rest, I returned with a new toy. This time I was wearing a ski mask along with the voice changer. It was time to take things up a notch. I removed the tape that was covering my sisters eyes and watched them blink as their eyes adjusted to the light in the room. Their eyelids were also sticky from the tape and they had to strain to get their eyes open. Once their eyes adjusted they both turned to gawk at me. I stood in the middle of the room, ski mask pulled over my head, holding an 18\" long mini sledge hammer. They must have realized what I meant to do, or at least they could imagine several brutal possibilities. Stephany began incoherently muttering. It was hard to make anything close to recognizable words without a tongue. Blood still dripped down the sides of her mouth and her eyes were wild with terror and shock.

I pivoted and stepped closer to Donna, who tried to scoot away from me as far as the duct tape binding would allow, which wasn't much. I stood over her and reached out touching her right knee. I said, \"You have not yet experienced pain. I am going to shatter your knee caps, then your shins, then your ankles. You may even die from the pain and shock before we're through.\" She shrank further into the bed and tears began to stream down her face. Her eyes were a mess of mascara and sweat. As I raised my arm, getting ready to bring down a savage blow, she said something that made me reconsider my plan. \"I'll help you kill her. I'll do whatever you want!\" That was intriguing. I hadn't thought about turning them against each other, but why not. \"If I let you go, you'll try to escape. I can't have that, my lovely.\"

Her promises meant nothing, but I did have a plan for allowing them to be free from their restraints. I walked over to my bag of goodies and removed a shock collar. This was a special improvised variation on the standard dog shock collar. The main difference was the pair of massive batteries that had been added, which would hang in the front of the throat and the back of the neck. I showed the the device and she cringed. Then I told her how powerful it was. Just one shock was instantly stop your heart, as well as locking every muscle in your body into a rigid spasm of pain. I will allow you to be free of your tape and wear this, but you must do everything I say, without hesitation. She was already nodding vigorously.

After securing the collar, much tighter than it really needed to be and cutting the tape from her arms and legs, she slowly stood up on shaking legs. All the while, Stephany was blubbering and desperately trying to communicate...something. \"For your first test, I want you to remove her other nipple, using only your teeth.\" I was expecting to have to persuade her with more threats. At the very least, I expected hesitancy as she worked up the nerve, but I was pleasantly surprised as she got to work. She walked around the side of the bed and lowered her face to her sister's tit. Steph was now thrashing around and I think trying to say, \"No. no. no!\". Donna didn't hesitate. Taking her breast in both hands like a vice, she clamped down her teeth and began shaking her head, sawing through skin and other soft tissue. It was relatively easy. The nipple came away, exposing a jagged bite wound that was weeping gore.

I then instructed Donna to swallow her snack. Again, she complied immediately. Then I told her we were going to remove both of Stephany's eyes and that I wanted her to only use her mouth. I told her that I wanted her to suck the eyeballs out of their sockets. This was not going to be easy. This time she did hesitate and looked back at me in horror. I picked up the remote to the choke collar and told her that it was her choice. That did the trick. She once again lowered her face to Stephany's. Steph was shutting her eyes tightly and I realized that only using her mouth may not work. I told her that I changed my mind and she could use any means to get the cunt's eyes out of her skull.

She began be using both hands to pry open the eyelid on Steph's right eye. The eyeball was bloodshot and darting around frantically. Donna placed her mouth on the open eye and sucked hard. Nothing happened for several moments, but then a sickening slurp sound occured and all at once I saw Donna's mouth fill up. There was a bright red cord protruding from her mouth into the now empty eye socket. It was her optic nerve. Donna was overcome by her gag reflex and spit the eye out. It hung down on the pitiful girl's cheek, dripping blood. Stephany was screeching and jerking around. The second eye came out easier. Practice makes perfect. Now Stephany was a portrait of agony with both eyes bouncing on either side of her face.

Now was the most fun part. Donna now had to eat both eyes. She was revolted, but hung her head and attempted it at least. She had to bite through the nerve still holding the eye in place. Once that was done and her mouth was full, I could see her trying to swallow the thing in one big gulp, but a human eye is bigger than I would have thought and she couldn't quite manage it. She looked at me and I didn't even need to say the words. Her face fell and I was delighted to see her jaw move and she began to chew up the gross lump. But then her body rebelled and she began to vomit. She collapsed on her knees and wretched again and again. When I was sure she had gotten it all out of her system I hit the button on the remote sending a flood of electricity into her body.

I had lied. The charge was not enough to kill, but more than enough to incapacitate long enough more me to resecure the bitch to her bed. When she came to she looked up and saw me once again standing over her with the hammer. She began crying and shaking her head again, but there was no way to stop me now. I brought the hammer down on her right knee first and felt it explode underneath the blow. Then her left knee. Bones cracked and the joint in her leg deformed. Both wounds immediately began to swell with the trauma. I didn't stop. I brought the hammer down on her shins, shattering bones stabbed out through her skin. Both legs. Then feet. Then arms, hands, shoulders. By this time her eyes had rolled back in her head and she had gone silent. I knew that she would pass out and die from shock in moments, so I continued raining down blows. I moved to her chest, smashing her lungs, pulverizing her nearly perfect breasts. Finally, I turned to her face and brough the hammer down on the bridge of her nose. Her head caved in. Another blow to her forehead exploded her hear all together sending a wave of pink and gray tissue spilling out on both sides. I looked down and her unrecognizable, ruined form and dropped the hammer into the mess.

I crossed the floor to my youngest sister Stephany, who was just barely hanging onto consciousness. I decided to try to stuff her one remaining eye back into her socket and did a passable job, though it still bulged out and looked completely unnatural. I wanted her to see what I was going to do, but her eye had a vacant, dead look, even though I could see her ragged breathing and feel her erratic heart beat. I climbed up onto the bed and then straddle her, resting my butt on her knees. She didn't appear to notice. I had a long, razor sharp butchers knife held in both hands. I slowly inserted the tip into her belly button and watched and the blade penetrated to half its length. There was almost no resistance. Blood began to dribble out at once. I then slid the blade upward, cutting through her stomach up to the base of her sternum. A few more swipes of the blade had opened a gaping line in her abdomen. Placing the knife next to us on the bed, I reached in with one hand on either side of the opening. Her flesh was slick with blood, but I manages to open her wide. Her head strained back and she moaned. I could see piles of wet, sticky organs inside her and one by one began removing them. I got a handful of her intestines and pulled. It was like a long slinky made of gross, pink meat. I must have pulls out ten feet. I slopped the entire mess onto the bed and climbed down.

Just for good measure I leaned over again and licked her pussy. It was coated in blood, but I savored the feeling. Then I stood up and walked out of the room. I had a long, hot shower, changed clothes, and on the way out the door to my rental van I started two fires in the trash cans. The house was a tinderbox. With any luck it would be reduced to ashes by the time anyone even knew there was a fire. As I made the long drive back to the airport I couldn't help to smile to myself. Yes, I had passed up millions of dollars, but during the last few days I had made some of my favorite memories with my sisters. I was sure that I would relive every second for years to come.

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