Sierra Cirque (Creep Charnel)

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The coyotes will have a feast; her valiva runs immense and copiously. I am beside myself with this whore. She cringes at my attentions yet her body pulses, reaching out for more. This is the ultimate state and the final betrayal. Her mind and sense of self have hopelessly failed. I readied her with a tight clam truss and positioned her in the middle of the mattress. Tools of penetration encircle the altar. Letting her stew for a couple hours will afford her the chance to amuse herself by imagining how they all will be used. It was time for the trail. Eyes covered and guided by the string cleaving her cunt she is grimaced up the hill. Every step is a panic and her feet are jabbed by stubble and shale. Arriving at the grotto I tie her to a tree. Her skull crevice is jammed with 2 shop rags and sealed with filling tape. For added measure her jaw is sealed shut with a wrap over the top of her head. Her yells will slightly be audible over the caw of the crows. The crows are declaring a new arrival; the celebrate is at hand. Lets begin with some red life essence drawn as the whimper of the mosquito fades in an out about her head.