Sierra Cirque - Sneak Charnel

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I am beside myself with this whore. She cringes at my attentions yet her bod pulses, reaching out for more. This is the ultimate state and the final betrayal. Her mind and perceive of self have hopelessly failed. I readied her with a taut clam truss and positioned her in the middle of the mattress. Implements of foray encircle the altar. Letting her stew for a duo hours will afford her the chance to amuse herself by imagining how they all will be used. It was time for the trail. Blinded and guided by the cable cleaving her cooch she is twitched up the hill. Every step is a funk and her soles are jabbed by stubble and shale. Arriving at the grotto I truss her to a tree. Her skull hole is stuffed with 2 supermarket rags and sealed with packing tape. For added measure her jaw is sealed shut with a wrap over the top of her head. Her screams will slightly be audible over the caw of the crows. The crows are proclaiming a fresh arrival; the feast is at hand. Lets start with some red life essence drawn as the whinge of the mosquito fades in an out about her head.