John Fine - Sexy little sister

"Otto's a meat cutter by trade. He knows how to cut out those slices of human meat that he loves, even from the leanest young body."

For the first time Suzie was visibly shaken. An audible gasp escaped her trembling lips. "That's why those girls have been cut up and mutilated," she managed to say in a frightened voice.

"Right Suzie, those tender cuts of thigh, breast and tongue are served up for Otto's supper." The unfortunate teenager closed her eyes and hung her head to the side. She was dizzy and nauseous. After a few moments Nate's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Are you going to be sick, Suzie?" he queried in a kindly voice, "We'll bring you a receptacle."

The fourteen-year-old looked up at him out of watery eyes. "No," she whispered faintly.

"Good, for I have more guests to introduce. Bill, stand up."

In response a thin pale man in his forties rose. His body was unbearably skinny, but his cock was healthy and showing signs of arousal.

"Bill's a necropheliac. He likes to screw the bodies of dead women."

Suzie flinched. She hadn't recognized him without his normal dark wool suit. "You're our undertaker, Mr. Lilly."

The man bowed in acknowledgment, smiled tightly with his thin lips and sat back down. Suzie stared at him and then the rest, lacking total comprehension. She'd always loved sex in any form but these people were criminally sick.

"And of course Suzie," Nate concluded, "at heart we're all sadists. And since we cannot find normal outlets for ourselves in Normasburg we have formed a club in which we join together in sacrificing a victim. Each one will in turn have complete authority over your body during the next day Suzie."

Suzie took a deep breath. "Why…" The young girl stopped and cleared her throat so she could speak more clearly. "Why is it necessary to kill us? And why," she paused a moment, while her naturally logical curiosity asserted itself, "why is it that these happen regularly every nine days?"

Nate laughed humorously. "So the Sheriff's figured out our nine day interval. Well, it doesn't matter. As to your questions Suzie, one answer will suffice."

"Only eight of us can fully satisfy ourselves within our group. They reign in succession for eight days. Four of us require a fresh victim from outside, so we share one day. But an entire day, not just an evening. I need someone from outside because the women here know I'll damage them if I fuck it all the way in them. John needs virgins, and of course a girl is only a virgin once. With Otto of course, the girl necessarily dies as he achieves his pleasure. And Bill must have a dead body for his. So on the ninth day we sacrifice a victim to our lust. You understand Suzie?"

The naked young girl nodded. It was all too clear.

At the first gray light of dawn the planes and helicopters pressed into the search by Big Daddy climbed into the sky and headed for their assigned area. By the time the sun was fully shining, they were already beginning their systematic search.

And when the sun rose, Suzie woke from her troubled sleep. She found herself lying in a large comfortable bed, in a small spotlessly clean room. At first she was confused, but in seconds recalled her circumstances. She sat up and wondered that she felt rested at all.

The morning sunlight came through a skylight in the ceiling. Obviously she was on the top floor. She glanced about curiously, taking in everything with cool analytic eyes. There was nothing there except her large bed and a chair on which lay her white robe. She was naked in the bed.

Cautiously she got up and stretched her body. The horrors of the evening before had used none of her stamina or taken anything from her physically. A set of drapes by the bed hid a window, shuttered and bared. She used her strength to test them and found they were strong and secure. The only door was, of course, locked.

Silently she sat on the edge of the bed and tried to organize her thoughts clearly, but her meditations were soon interrupted by the clacking sounds of a helicopter overhead. She looked up and stared through the skylight. Though the panes were dirty she could see the markings on the copter when it flew over. "State Patrol," she thought, and intuitively knew they were looking for her. "Either Cindy or Liddy got through to Daddy."

This realization comforted her, but only minimally. She knew that a systematic search without clues could take days. She had no idea how much her father knew and guessed it was probably very little. Unless of course, Cindy had followed her, was all right, and was the one who sounded the alarm.

Quietly Suzie sat down again and resumed her thoughts. But in moments she was again interrupted. There was a sharp knock on the door, a key rattled and in stepped the woman whom Suzie had already identified as the Librarian. Behind were two other women. They wore their red robes again, open at the front. Critically Suzie evaluated their figures. Not one of the three was beautiful, but all had figures good enough to be fuckable in most men's eyes.

"Well I see you're up already. That's good Suzie. How do you feel?" the librarian asked pleasantly, like any hostess to a guest.

"I feel all right, thank you," the girl answered mechanically. "And you?"

"Why very fine, thank you Suzie," the blonde said, smiling sweetly, "in fact I feel extra good this morning. We're looking forward to today. And now we've come to take you to your bath so that you'll be nice and fresh for today's fun. Please come with us."

Suzie obeyed and in a few moments she was lying in sunken tub while the three ladies meticulously bathed her. They were taking obvious pleasure in her smooth young body, Somehow she was able to ignore them and find comfort in the hot water. The warm tub seemed to help her nervousness and anxiety.

Nate walked in and placed himself on a small stool without ceremony. He looked at the young beauty before him and smiled. "You'll be happy to know Suzie that your sister's all right. A bad cut on the head but nothing serious."

"What's happened to her?" Suzie asked angrily, a worried expression on her face. The abductor laughed mildly.

"Just as we both thought last night, but didn't tell each other. She wrecked the car where the washed out bridge was. You didn't really think I'd believe you came without her protection? I knew your father wouldn't have allowed it, hut I also knew the reputation you girls have around town. So it would have had to be Cindy who was behind us. When I heard the noise I knew we had her."

"When we arrived, I had two of the fellows go back and fetch her. She was unconscious and caused no trouble. They covered up the car too so that it can't be seen from the air or the ground without knowing where to look. You've heard the helicopters out searching for you, haven't you? I didn't figure it'd be long before they came around."

Quietly the young teenager closed her eyes and sighed. The news wasn't good but at least now she knew where she stood, Liddy would have been the one to alert Daddy, but she would have little idea where to search for her two pals.

"What are you going to do with Cindy?" asked the girl finally.

"Don't know. She's of no use to us today, but we can probably have some fun with her for a couple of nights before we have to get rid of her. Of course she can't live, But at least it'll be nice to have her here with you this evening when we kill you."

The young brunette could think of nothing else to say. Nate stood up smartly and headed for the door. "We'll be waiting for her downstairs as soon as you ladies finish," he called over his shoulder to the three women.

"She's ready now," one replied, "just a second."

Suzie was escorted downstairs by the women. The rest had all assembled in the main room. Asked to take off her robe and lie down on the altar, she did so without protest. She knew it was John's turn first. This would be no more than just fucking. She had psychologically prepared herself already to meet this first humiliation. It would be one of the easiest ordeals to face.