Chapter 2

“This is the biggest shindig since the last royal wedding,” Frank laughed, stuffing a crispy pastry into his mouth.

“I thought you didn’t want to come,” Tanya jibed him. “Stuffy courtly stuff and all that.”

“To quote the younger of the two evil step-sisters,” Frank grinned, talking with his mouth still half full, “I’m only here for the food!”

Hearing the distant crack of gunfire, Tanya said, “I’m going over to the shooting range to see if they need any more girls,” ignoring his little joke. “Don’t eat too much.”

“Ha,” Frank replied, intending to stuff himself until he couldn’t walk. “Have fun getting gunned down.”

Tanya grinned, then raised the hem of her silvery slip-on, displaying her swaying, bare butt to him as she sauntered away. She let her hem fall back again after hearing a few wolf whistles aimed in her direction, then waved her fingers in the direction of the catcalls without looking over in the direction of her admirers, letting anyone watching know she enjoyed the attention, but didn’t care who her admirers might be.

Tia and Tara were already at the shooting range, and several men were lined up, armed with hunting rifles. Tanya knew what would be happening soon – after watching a few Phoenix girls getting gunned down and raped, the general orgy would begin. She wondered briefly how Cherrill would comport herself when confronted with gang rape by all the men who’d want her, then realized she didn’t know the girl well enough to take a decent guess. Cherrill was a Phoenix wanna-be, so she obviously had a powerful sex drive. Hopefully, that would see her through the gauntlet to being bedded by her new husband.

“Right tit,” a shooter called, sounding like he was calling a pocket in a game of pool. He raised his rifle and fired at the naked female standing barely twenty feet away.

Tia staggered back, a bright bloom of dark red exploding from her nipple.

“Left tit,” the shooter called and fired again.

Now Tia had two matching blossoms where both her nipples used to be. Rivers of blood ran down her torso from each bullet hole. Her breathing was ragged and she forced her breath to become more shallow as she privately cleansed and regenerated her lungs with Phoenix fire. She didn’t want anyone to know she was regenerating inside, as most men considered that a form of cheating. A Phoenix girl should stay wounded until her shooter could finish her off. If she regenerated in the middle of a hunt, it was possible she might escape being gunned down and raped as she died. But a Phoenix girl learned early how to clear her lungs, simply because it was more comfortable than coughing up blood with every breath she took after being tit-shot.

“Bellybutton,” Tanya heard the call, then watched Tia bend forward from the punch of a bullet piercing her belly.

“Call it,” a judge hollered out, wanting Tia to straighten up so he could see the accuracy of the shot.

Her twin, Tara, moved forward and let Tia rest one arm on her shoulder to help the wounded girl stand upright with that ugly hole in her belly. “Right in the navel,” Tara yelled back to the eager group.

“Cunt!” the shooter growled, and fired again, not waiting for Tia to straighten up further for a clearer shot. He could see his target between the bleeding girl’s legs and he didn’t have any trouble putting a bullet in it.

Tia yelped, then staggered back a few steps. Falling to her knees, she grabbed herself between her legs, whimpering. “Jeez!” Tara exclaimed. “You shot her clit off!”

“Okay, she’s down! Take your prize!” the judge hollered and the shooter moved forward, unfastening his pants to claim his prize. “Next!”

Another shooter stepped forward, centering on Tara this time, as Tia was currently getting fucked by her shooter. Four gunshots later, Tara knelt in the sand, holding her perforated cunt where the last bullet had shattered her pelvic bone. She hadn’t been able to stay on her feet either, so her shooter would get to fuck her, too.

By now, Tia’s rapist was finished with her, so another girl wiped her clean with a wet rag from a bucket of water, quickly washing the blood smears and cum away, then helped the Phoenix to her feet, cleaned off and ready for another round. Another shooter stepped forward, aiming his rifle.

“God! Are they gonna do that all afternoon?” Tanya asked a bystander, already so horny from the aroused excitement Tia and Tara were broadcasting that she could barely stand still.

“Yep!” said the stranger, “Lessen some girl or goddess volunteers to help with the work load, ya know what I mean?” Then, noticing the voluptuousness attached to the voice that had spoken, added, “You’d be a prime target for these guys if you were interested. You a Phoenix? You don’ look like no Goddess – well, you do, but most Goddesses ain’t built quite like you.”

Tanya grinned and said, “Yes, actually I’m a Phoenix. A bit new, but...”

“If you get out there,” the man grinned, interrupting her, “I’d be honored to shoot at those mammoth honkers o’ yours.”

“Okay,” Tanya agreed, her eager grin widening as the farmer considered his amazing luck. If he could bring a Phoenix to her knees, according to the rules, he’d get to fuck her. And this incredibly beautiful blonde with this amazing rack just agreed to let him try. ‘The look of adoration in his eyes is worth getting shot for, ‘ she decided. And after watching Tia and Tara get gunned down and raped, she badly needed something hard between her legs.

A moment later, the middle-aged, though still sturdy, farmer had his rifle, and Tanya was standing in a separate space from where Tia and Tara were being targeted and raped. Several men were gathering, goggle-eyed at the new target and they wanted a chance at her.

“No rules,” Tanya called out. “Just bring me down and you can have me.”

“How many shots?” the man wanted to know, as the twins had limited each shooter to four shots, one to each specific area of their bodies.

“How many does your rifle hold?” Tanya asked as she backed away a couple of dozen feet from where the group had gathered.

“Ten,” the farmer called back.

Tanya raised her eyebrows in mock surprise, then grinned. “Good luck, then, mister.”

“Augustus,” he replied. “My name is Augustus.” He could tell this Tanya girl was new – no experienced Phoenix would say, ‘Okay, just blast away ‘til I fall over, then you can fuck me!’ and he wanted to make sure she knew who took her down in what was obviously her very first public shoot.

“Augustus, then,” she smiled at him. “I’m ready, Augustus.” She raised her arms out to her sides and jutted her breasts forward, anxious to have them penetrated, so aroused that her pussy was already starting to leak.

The man raised his rifle and began firing. The first two shots exploded into Tanya’s magnificent right tit, then he sent two shots into her left one. Tanya staggered back, the sensations of destruction raging through her body and straight down to her cunt. The next shot took her in the upper belly, above her navel. The next exploded right in her navel, nearly toppling her as she orgasmed.

Managing to stay upright, but spitting blood out of her mouth from her perforated lungs, Tanya forced herself to straighten up, even managing to bend backward and expose her lower belly to her shooter. She directed her Phoenix fire into her lungs so she could still breathe, but let the rest of her wounds bleed. It wouldn’t do to be caught cheating – using her special powers to prevent a shooter from claiming his prize by healing faster than he could gun her down. ‘Six to go, ‘ she thought. ‘I’ll never make it!’

The next three shots formed a perfect diamond with the hole in her navel; one just on the inside of each hip, and the third exploding through her cunt, entering from the front, just above her clit. Tanya was shaking. Her killer wouldn’t need to fire again; she was ready to fall over, now.

The ninth shot struck her in the left leg, just above her knee. Tanya went down, stumbling and rolling. The tenth shot went right up her ass; a perfect hit, even though she was still rolling.

Augustus approached, tossing down his rifle and unfastening his belt. He leered at Tanya as she lay on the ground with both hands between her legs, one hand stimulating her pussy, one hand pressing against the agony in her asshole.

Looking up, she gasped, “I should have ... speci ... specified ... torso only.”

Augustus grinned down at her as his trousers dropped around his boots and shook his head; “Live and learn, girlie – Only way to bring down a prize like you is to shoot your legs out from under you. I realized that when those belly shots didn’t do the job.”

“Cheater,” Tanya gasped, grinning as he pushed her back down into the sand.

“Victor,” Augustus corrected her with a wicked grin as he shoved his cock into her bleeding pussy.

Using his hands, he explored all the holes he’d created, jabbing his fingers into her wounds in time with his forward motions into her cunt. Tanya gasped with each violation, her body shaking in agonizing, orgasmic glory.

In a moment, her breast wounds were nearly closed, and Augustus couldn’t get his fingers in where he’d ruined her nipples anymore. Her freshly regenerated nipples prevented him. “Yer more than just a Phoenix, girlie. A Phoenix can’t heal like that...” Gouging his thumbs into the wounds near her hips, he sent new waves of agony through Tanya’s body, causing her to writhe violently as she came again.

Her back arced to expose her wounded belly to her predator, her eyes closed in complete acceptance of the sensations raging through her, Tanya squirmed her butt in the sand, craving more of the sensations as Augustus’ cock slid in and out of her pussy and ass hole. The thin membrane separating them had been shot away with that last bullet, leaving exposed, sensitive nerves to be savaged by his cock as he shoved in and out of the gory mess between her legs.

“Your cunt’s not tight enough, whatever you are,” Augustus growled, looking down at the bloodied torso he was savaging. He could easily see the problem: the hole in Tanya’s pelvis was affecting her ability to use her cunt muscles.

He grinned as he suddenly got an idea. Pulling Tanya up by the knees so that her bloody ass was off the ground, he changed the direction of his thrusting. Tanya shrieked as Augustus’ cock suddenly rammed through her half-healed pelvis, freshly tearing the thin membranes that had begun to close over the wound.

She looked down at her body, amazed to see the head of his cock shoving up through the wound from inside her pussy.

“Ah! That’s more like it, cunt!” Augustus grunted. “A lot tighter and a lot more muscle movement. You gonna die on me soon?”

“Not ... planning on it...” Tanya grunted, trembling as she channeled these volatile sensations into that special triangle formed by her nips and her clit, to stimulate her into yet another mind-bending orgasm. Less than a minute later, Augustus sent several spurts of cum right through her wound and high in the air over Tanya’s torso. Some splatted onto her face; the rest onto her breastbone and belly.

With a panting growl of satisfaction, Augustus smeared his cum against her filthy, bloody flesh, mixing his cum with the blood and dirt that she’d accumulated when she rolled over.

“God, you’re a hot slag,” he told her, causing her to wince again as he pulled out of the double holes in her cunt.

“Glad you ... like...” Tanya gasped, sensual ragings still causing her body to shudder.

“Kind of wish you died, though, so I could fuck your dead cunt before you flamed. Too bad you heal like one o’ them Goddesses. We could’a had more fun.”

“Gods, Augie,” a man said, dropping down to his knees next to the fallen blonde. “You make a friggin’ mess, don’t ya? I’ll hav’ta clean ‘er up a bit before I can fuck her.”

“Have to ... shoot me down ... first,” Tanya tried to argue, her exhausted body still firing orgasms through her wounded cunt.

“Sorry, lady,” the second man leered down at her naked, bloody torso. “No gun; just this.”

Tanya looked up, her eyes widening in surprise as she saw the shiny blade in his hands – an instant before he buried it in her belly.

“Aaaahhh!” Tanya yelped, then gasped and shuddered with a new series of orgasms.

“What happened to ‘cleanin ‘er up’ first?” Augie asked.

“I ain’t gonna fuck ‘er where you did. Ya hav’ta learn ‘bout what these girls like,” the new man explained to Augustus. “I’ve heard the blonde, here, she likes knives. Can’t resist ‘em! Watch!”

Savagely, he pulled the knife out and jabbed it down again, right next to the freshly bleeding hole he’d just created. While Tanya writhed, helpless on the ground, the second man shook his trousers down past his boots and off. Augustus was on his feet, now, cleaning himself off with the rag from the bucket, but watching the activity avidly.

“She even likes it when you create a new cunt in her body,” the man added, savagely pulling the knife out of her second new wound and jabbing it into her side, just below her ribs.

“This is called, Liver fuckin’,” he exclaimed, snarling as he pulled the knife out, only to replace the sharp, blood-soaked blade with his cock. Ramming his cock in hard under her ribs, he began fucking the blood-soaked blonde with almost rabbit speed, causing Tanya to voice a constant moan, almost like an old gasoline motor that didn’t want to start in cold weather. “Like that, do ya, cunt?” the new man exclaimed, glaring down at her.

Tanya turned her head and gazed at the angry man who filled her body with such wonderful agony. She watched, eager for more as he raised the blade in his hand once again. Her Phoenix fire, still hidden in the center of her chest, was now keeping her arteries and veins from gushing blood out from the myriad wounds she was receiving. She knew she’d bleed to death in a few minutes anyway, but she wanted to get as many orgasms from this butchery as she could.

“How ‘bout this?” he exclaimed, and brought the blade down to pierce her blood-muddy, half-healed belly.

Tanya grunted, then shook as yet another orgasm swept through her. As much as she was enjoying his savagery, she couldn’t help but notice that he seemed to seriously dislike her. “D ... I know ... you?” she gasped, her body still shuddering uncontrollably.

“I don’t know, witch,” the man exclaimed, snarling, then stabbed his knife into her belly a fourth, then a fifth, time. “Do you?

“Do! You! Know! Me! Witch?” he exclaimed, stabbing a fresh wound into her belly with every word. Then he stabbed his knife deeply into her left breast and twisted the handle, causing Tanya to cry out anew at the unexpected rage of sensations flooding her body. It was obvious he was trying for her heart, but her boobs were simply too large for the knife to penetrate past her ribs. ‘Fuckin’ cunt! Should’a gone through her breastbone!’ and he twisted the blade again to loosen its grip on her tit flesh, intending to do exactly that.