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Jack & Jill The Rippers part. 5 Annie Chapman  

(a collaboration by Jadedembers and David_Macleod )

**second warning: its very graphic to the point of crossing a line most people have. **


Mary Pearcey.       September 8th,1888  
  
My deliciously brutal partner and I  
Disposed of the whore plaything  
Mary Nichols on Bucks Row  
That night...  
Or early morning of  
 August 31 1888.  
  
Her head was barely attached.  
The sargent is going to try to teach me  
How to behead properly.  
I'm quivering in excitememt  
Thinking about it.  
  
He helped place Mary's disgusting  
Shell outside a gated horse stable.  
He was turning around  
When I exclaimed, wait!  
He turned,  
I flipped up her skirts  
Just to see him smile,  
And degrade the Harrlot  
For being so rude.    
  
Next he takes me to his  
chambers where we  
Cum together  
All the next day.  
  
Following that eufforic  
Sensual day,  
We planned the demise of  
Our second whore play thing  
Annie Chapman.  
  
Sargent MacGregor  
  
The prince was furious,  
Wanted to know where  
I had been: I couldn’t say,  
And meet his displeasure.  
Instead, I just bloody lied.  
I am meant to be a  
Professional soldier,  
But Mary Has me  
Beguiled.  
What is this  
Witchcraft spell she  
Has put upon me?  
  
Maybe it’s just my perverted lust;  
A real female killer gets me erect.  
I was watching her closely as she  
Killed Mary by pressed hard vagina,  
I know she enjoyed it; she came,  
I was close to doing the very same.  
  
Turns out we could not  
Easily resist each other,  
So why even try?  
We spent a whole day  
Fucking like rutting rabbits.  
  
We are saving Annie Chapman  
For tomorrows banquet;  
Going to do something new,  
Something fun, but tasteful.  
  
Mary Pearcey  
  
It strikes me that the first time  
You take life its sloppy.  
Euphoric though.  
Creates curiosity inside of me,  
Enough that I feel compelled  
To unmask that quaint observation.  
  
I voiced my inquisitiveness to my  
Arousing partner.  
He thought it was terrifically  
Intreging that I would observe  
Such a thing.  
He enthusiastically agreed to  
Investigate such a mystery with me,  
Tomorow eve with the whore  
Annie Chapman.  
  
The contrivance begins tonight  
At the banquet ball.  
There will be plenty of noise,  
To smother any cries of rescue  
pathetic Annie Chapman might make.  
Not that it will provide any advantage  
The prince detests the common slut.  
  
The night of the  
 banquet ball has arrived,  
Bringing further excitement  
To us both.  
The prince again will watch  
The demise if the deceitful harrlot.  
  
Sargent MacGregor  
  
Wasn’t hard pretending to be  
This sluts next customer.  
Obviously a very busy girl;  
Unusually quite pretty,  
But she won’t be for long.  
  
I had arranged to meet  
The Prince and Mary at  
This one’s front door  
And both were there  
When we arrived  
The Prince kept his face  
Well hidden as instructed  
  
I introduced Mary and her friend  
And we all went up the stairs together  
First priority; get the fire going  
She asked if we would like some tea  
I looked across at Mary and I am sure  
She could read my mind and said yes  
Water boiled I let her make the tea.  
  
I offered to take the heavy teapot  
To the table, picked it up; positioned  
Myself, took the lid off and threw the  
Scolding tea right in her face  
The sizzle and the screams were  
Exquisite, Mary smiled picked up  
The teapot and smashed it into her face  
Not so pretty anymore  
It’s what the whore deserved  
I stoke the fire as Mary went to work  
  
Mary Pearcey  
  
The whores face was bleeding,  
Crimson streaking her face.  
Pathetic sobbing sounds coming  
From her filthy mouth.  
  
I cut away her clothes  
Slicing her skin every time  
She used that filthy mouth to plead.  
  
Seeing my audience take out their  
Hardening cocks,  
And stroke them,  
Excited me....  
Angered me....  
  
I smashed the whores face  
Into my cunt  
Grinding my hips up and down.  
Asking the sargent to come fuck Annie  
While I smother our pathetic slut.  
  
Feeling Annie's struggles as  
She scrapes her filthy nails  
Against my thighs.  
Causing me moan  
In delight as  
 I feel her start to weaken.  
  
Lessening up some,  
To prolong this delight,  
I stand up and start slicing  
Away at her stomach.  
Pulling the skin away, and  
Cutting deeper.  
  
Tiring I begin stabbing the whore...  
Annies' screaming is euphoric.  
My partner and I are in complete bliss.  
I start pulling her guts out  
As I smother her with my cunt.  
  
Annie has completely given up  
She's begging to die.  
I start orgasming as I take out  
her whole uterus, and  
Politely requesting the sargent to use his brutal torture dick  
Stab her vagina with it.  
  
Sargent MacGregor  
  
The Prince looks concerned.  
I think he worries that this is  
Out of control, but it’s the opposite it  
Doesn’t even raise my pulse.  
  
Mary is a total beserker.  
I love to watch her work,  
But the time has come  
To try out ‘Thunder Cock'.  
I carefully put the sheath  
Over my erect cock; the  
Blades and barbs glisten  
In the candle light as does  
Her wet cunt.  
I grab her  
Thighs,and hammer it in...  
The screaming is delicious.  
  
She whimpers, and Mary insures  
that she’s dead.  
No, I make the importance of  
The file clear as I  
Cut slices for the  
baby and place them on the  
Iron griddle, oh the smell and the taste; We all dined heartily,  
 even the prince,  
A true banquet indeed.  
  
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