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Jack & Jill The Rippers part. 4 Mary Nichols
(a collaboration between David_Macleod & Jadedembers)
*this piece is very graphic and Jadedembers did a wonderful job at bringing horror. *
August 31 1888
The prince seemed hesitant
When he first spoke of the whores.
I mean surely all real men need whores.
I know I certainly do;
it happens to be my vice
I have done many evil things
For God, country and the flag.
All were necessary to preserve
The good name of our nation.
It takes greater evil to defeat evil.
The case in point;
Five scheming whores
Want to put their
Bastard children
On the throne.
It’s not gonna
Happen... not while
I protect the
Monarchy!
I got tired of whores,
I find rape much better.
All the struggling and
Screaming, the ripping
Of clothes and flesh.
Then the choking....
Everyone swallows
When there is a knife
At their throat.
I have a female partner in this...
I don’t normally work with women folk,
But Eddy assures me she is
blood hungry,
And skilled with the surgeons knife.
Also a proficient torturer,-
just my kind
Who knows the future maybe, maybe
We might fall in love,-
I need a good woman
We just might make a
formidable couple.
I spoke to my comrade at the armoury.
I showed him the design drawings.
He carefully looked them over, smiled,
And said “get your cock out to measure”.
He said “It needs to be hard,
close your eyes.”
He grabbed it and started jerking it.
To my surprise up my wee fella came.
Patrick got his tape measure out
Took several measurements carefully...
I was tempted to finish myself off.
“Okay! You want barbs and razor bits
In rows along the length of the phallus?”
Yes I told him he laughed,
and went to work.
Within 2 hours it was ready –
Thunder Cock
My silk lined steel battle axe cock scabbard!
I can’t wait to use
The Thunder Cock.
I get hard every
Time I think about it.
This will turn a vagina,
Or an asshole in to
Red raw ground beef.
The blood will flow,-
The warm blood
Flowing down my legs...
The Gagged screaming....
I was wondering can
You fuck a baby out?
With this; certainly.
Won’t be for the lack
Of trying on my part.
After Mary and me are finished
The chattering class will chatter.
The lower orders will gossip,
And no whore in London
Will ever feel safe again!
They will shut their hole,
And do what they’re told.
As it should be!
The long awaited night...
Finally it has arrived.
Excitement has made
My mind unable to concentrate,
And a throb start between my legs.
My partner and I plan
Such sinister actions.
Such delicious terror awates.
He's just as excited as I.
I'm here waiting for the sargent,
My partner,
To arrive with our play thing
Any moment,
It cannot arrive soon enough.
Excitement gnaws at me.
Beyond a shadow of a doubt,
I see the promiscuous plaything
And my lovely partner,
Nonchalantly escorting our
Harrlot to our arranged
Meeting spot
a street away
From Bucks Row.
Eddy has secured a room
For our activities this eve.
She looks nervous,
Eyes darting from side to side,
Like a caged surrounded animal.
Its interesting that all living creatures
Have this fight or flight instinct;
Deaths calling card it appears.
Death too, likes to play with his food.
The little devil, no manners I tell you!
Perhaps I shall procure some tea
After all I must keep appearances up.
Stepping towards them
I hold out my hand in greeting.
Restraining excitement from
Presenting on my face.
This seems to be the one thing,
That cracks my mask,
Emotion.
Fear specifically.
The three of us go up to the room
Where eddy is waiting.
The delusional tramp patheticly
Tries to make herself look pretty.
Failing miserably.
Lord have mercy she already stinks!
Closing the door
Perhaps a little to rashly,
I offer her some tea.
She accepts with almost no manners.
I will enjoy making her regret that.
She greedily drinks her tea.
Staring at the prince
Pleading from the look in her eyes
To not make her go through with
Killing their baby.
He only nods his head
which is our cue to begin.
The sargeent takes a knife to her throat.
I watch as he shoves his hard cock
Into her mouth
Gagging her.
I roughly pull her clothes off while she's
Chocking on his cock
Tears cascading down her face.
I call her a whore.
Watching her eyes widen in terror.
The sargent gets tired of her
Horribly sucking his cock
Slaps her hard.
It echoes around the room.
Eddy starts stroking his cock.
The sargent fucks her hard.
I smoother her face with
my wet cunt.
Telling her if she wants to live
She will behave.
I take the knife the sargent offers me
And start slicing away her skin.
I can feel her struggle to breathe,
So I push my cunt down harder.
I feel her stop moving.
Getting and let my partner take over.
You would think a whore by night
Would be more than able to suck
A hard cock, even one of my size,
But not so!
Maybe the knife didn’t
Help, but that’s no real excuse.
She pecked at it like a chicken,
So I slapped her shitless.
Then it all began for real...
Oh my, I just might be in love.
Not really, I don’t like attachments,
But Mary Pearce is something.
A force of nature I would reckon.
I thought I had seen everything,
But a woman, using her wet
Vagina to smother this whore
to an expedient, untimely death
Was stunning; a work of art.
She asked me for my sharpest
Blade, and of course I obliged.
Then Mary started skinning her
I asked he to leave the bottom
Half; that was to be mine alone.
I turned her body over, and
Spreading her cheeks apart
I roughly rode her into battle.
The sight of her skinless back
Was so invigorating to me,
Had bother trying not to come.
By the time I turned her back
Round on to her back she was
Staring to stiffen.
I started to
Shag her,
was going at it some
Then I felt a belly kick;
Jesus wept
It was still alive, but not for long.
I punched it hard, heard a crunch,-
Took out my bayonets sliced her
Open and dug it out in pieces.
A job well done!
Finally to dispose of the trash.
I think its best
Just to make sure
that we slash her neck.
I ask my partner if he'll do it with me.
We each take a knife
Slash either side if her neck.
I then notice his spiky malevolent
Torture device.
I ask if he will use it.
His whole face just lit up....
He's so sexy...
Maybe he will fuck me
after we dispose if the vermin.
He grabs it,
and roughly sodomized the bitch.
All the while I rubbed the
Junction between my legs.
To desire in his eyes.
*this piece is very graphic and Jadedembers did a wonderful job at bringing horror. *
August 31 1888
The prince seemed hesitant
When he first spoke of the whores.
I mean surely all real men need whores.
I know I certainly do;
it happens to be my vice
I have done many evil things
For God, country and the flag.
All were necessary to preserve
The good name of our nation.
It takes greater evil to defeat evil.
The case in point;
Five scheming whores
Want to put their
Bastard children
On the throne.
It’s not gonna
Happen... not while
I protect the
Monarchy!
I got tired of whores,
I find rape much better.
All the struggling and
Screaming, the ripping
Of clothes and flesh.
Then the choking....
Everyone swallows
When there is a knife
At their throat.
I have a female partner in this...
I don’t normally work with women folk,
But Eddy assures me she is
blood hungry,
And skilled with the surgeons knife.
Also a proficient torturer,-
just my kind
Who knows the future maybe, maybe
We might fall in love,-
I need a good woman
We just might make a
formidable couple.
I spoke to my comrade at the armoury.
I showed him the design drawings.
He carefully looked them over, smiled,
And said “get your cock out to measure”.
He said “It needs to be hard,
close your eyes.”
He grabbed it and started jerking it.
To my surprise up my wee fella came.
Patrick got his tape measure out
Took several measurements carefully...
I was tempted to finish myself off.
“Okay! You want barbs and razor bits
In rows along the length of the phallus?”
Yes I told him he laughed,
and went to work.
Within 2 hours it was ready –
Thunder Cock
My silk lined steel battle axe cock scabbard!
I can’t wait to use
The Thunder Cock.
I get hard every
Time I think about it.
This will turn a vagina,
Or an asshole in to
Red raw ground beef.
The blood will flow,-
The warm blood
Flowing down my legs...
The Gagged screaming....
I was wondering can
You fuck a baby out?
With this; certainly.
Won’t be for the lack
Of trying on my part.
After Mary and me are finished
The chattering class will chatter.
The lower orders will gossip,
And no whore in London
Will ever feel safe again!
They will shut their hole,
And do what they’re told.
As it should be!
The long awaited night...
Finally it has arrived.
Excitement has made
My mind unable to concentrate,
And a throb start between my legs.
My partner and I plan
Such sinister actions.
Such delicious terror awates.
He's just as excited as I.
I'm here waiting for the sargent,
My partner,
To arrive with our play thing
Any moment,
It cannot arrive soon enough.
Excitement gnaws at me.
Beyond a shadow of a doubt,
I see the promiscuous plaything
And my lovely partner,
Nonchalantly escorting our
Harrlot to our arranged
Meeting spot
a street away
From Bucks Row.
Eddy has secured a room
For our activities this eve.
She looks nervous,
Eyes darting from side to side,
Like a caged surrounded animal.
Its interesting that all living creatures
Have this fight or flight instinct;
Deaths calling card it appears.
Death too, likes to play with his food.
The little devil, no manners I tell you!
Perhaps I shall procure some tea
After all I must keep appearances up.
Stepping towards them
I hold out my hand in greeting.
Restraining excitement from
Presenting on my face.
This seems to be the one thing,
That cracks my mask,
Emotion.
Fear specifically.
The three of us go up to the room
Where eddy is waiting.
The delusional tramp patheticly
Tries to make herself look pretty.
Failing miserably.
Lord have mercy she already stinks!
Closing the door
Perhaps a little to rashly,
I offer her some tea.
She accepts with almost no manners.
I will enjoy making her regret that.
She greedily drinks her tea.
Staring at the prince
Pleading from the look in her eyes
To not make her go through with
Killing their baby.
He only nods his head
which is our cue to begin.
The sargeent takes a knife to her throat.
I watch as he shoves his hard cock
Into her mouth
Gagging her.
I roughly pull her clothes off while she's
Chocking on his cock
Tears cascading down her face.
I call her a whore.
Watching her eyes widen in terror.
The sargent gets tired of her
Horribly sucking his cock
Slaps her hard.
It echoes around the room.
Eddy starts stroking his cock.
The sargent fucks her hard.
I smoother her face with
my wet cunt.
Telling her if she wants to live
She will behave.
I take the knife the sargent offers me
And start slicing away her skin.
I can feel her struggle to breathe,
So I push my cunt down harder.
I feel her stop moving.
Getting and let my partner take over.
You would think a whore by night
Would be more than able to suck
A hard cock, even one of my size,
But not so!
Maybe the knife didn’t
Help, but that’s no real excuse.
She pecked at it like a chicken,
So I slapped her shitless.
Then it all began for real...
Oh my, I just might be in love.
Not really, I don’t like attachments,
But Mary Pearce is something.
A force of nature I would reckon.
I thought I had seen everything,
But a woman, using her wet
Vagina to smother this whore
to an expedient, untimely death
Was stunning; a work of art.
She asked me for my sharpest
Blade, and of course I obliged.
Then Mary started skinning her
I asked he to leave the bottom
Half; that was to be mine alone.
I turned her body over, and
Spreading her cheeks apart
I roughly rode her into battle.
The sight of her skinless back
Was so invigorating to me,
Had bother trying not to come.
By the time I turned her back
Round on to her back she was
Staring to stiffen.
I started to
Shag her,
was going at it some
Then I felt a belly kick;
Jesus wept
It was still alive, but not for long.
I punched it hard, heard a crunch,-
Took out my bayonets sliced her
Open and dug it out in pieces.
A job well done!
Finally to dispose of the trash.
I think its best
Just to make sure
that we slash her neck.
I ask my partner if he'll do it with me.
We each take a knife
Slash either side if her neck.
I then notice his spiky malevolent
Torture device.
I ask if he will use it.
His whole face just lit up....
He's so sexy...
Maybe he will fuck me
after we dispose if the vermin.
He grabs it,
and roughly sodomized the bitch.
All the while I rubbed the
Junction between my legs.
To desire in his eyes.
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