Life in the Gulag (part 2). by hero (hero141@hotmail.com) Or... should it be death? - What's the problem with him? He seems in pretty good shape considering what you usually bring in... Hahaha! A gorgeous nurse laughs standing bent over a patient, one hand under the sheets, the other muffling an impendent scream. Her outfit is quite out of the ordinary: she wears a tight fitting, ultra-short white nurse's uniform (it hardly covers her ass!) revealing ample cleavage. Her awesome tits are just contained within the tight confines of a red bra. White, knee-high, spike-heeled leather boots adorn her long, marvelously sculpted legs. This nurse's muscular development is even more extraordinary! Her super-sexy physique is an amazing display of how far a woman can build muscle and still retain her femininity - which for her means far, very far... The veins crisscrossing her perfectly sun-tanned skin reveal a hard work-out, her serrated brawn pumped up to the max. The oil she has been rubbed in with with drips from her luscious curves... It is obvious this gorgeous woman does a lot more than your average nurse's chores. The arrogant air she oozes when strutting through the room, greeting Svetlana and grabbing Svetlana's victim, reveals a disdain she has for the patients - the posture of someone in charge, of someone always getting what she wants... - In good shape? Yeah sure, Denise. But look at his ass. I only played with his ass. You'd be surprised how much damage you can inflict just concentrating on that little hole... You'll have to admit I am an expert in my job... The nurse smiles and nods. She knows. Svetlana has transformed this 'little hole' into a ghastly gaping opening big enough to stick your head in. His asshole has been destroyed completely, ripped open, sphinxter torn loose, showing signs of perforation, severe burning, and horrifying chemical wounds. The busty nurse grins in sadistic satisfaction as she notices how skillful his asshole has been destroyed. Everything shows that the main goal was to inflict maximum pain with comparatively little damage. The work of a true expert. The man is crying silently, his eyes mirroring the agony, the excruciating pain he is going through, begging Svetlana to stop torturing him. Severe psychic trauma is unavoidable... - Yeah, I know. I'm glad you invited me, Svetlana. Nothing more satisfying than holidays at the gulag! - At least for you. I wonder if the inmates think of it that way... Hahaha! You look good in that costume by the way. Playing the good nurse ? Do these guys know who you are? Denise smiles mischievously and faces the tortured man, hushing him, softly speaking to him, her sensual lips close to his. - Oh no, the only one who does is this Ralph. I put some energy in torturing him. You won't believe this, Svetlana, but I treated him for a full 24 hours and he is still alive! - What? You nasty bitch! Hahahaha! I just asked you to mess him up some more... I didn't expect you'd take him all the way... Denise has already put one of her long nails in the man's severely damaged asshole and cannot wait to probe further up into his abdomen. He silently begs the huge muscle babe for mercy. - You can finish him off if you want... He's nextdoors, dangling on some meathooks, still suffering.... I really enjoyed it. A pity you destroyed his penis. You know how creative I can be with a man's cock.... He didn't even have his tongue to satisfy me and you also know how horny I get when I torture men to death. Let's have a look at him now. You can have the tape afterwards if you want, Svetlana. Denise looks at the begging man and moves her fingers over his scrotum and balls. - Let's have a look at how you'll end up too! Maybe it'll even be worse for you: you still have a penis... I'm gonna make you wish you hadn't... When the muscle babes open the door, the image is shocking! The creature dangling on the hooks once must have been human. Now it is a bleeding, deformed, horrifyingly mutilated monster, completely engrossed in its own suffering. It is crying silently, talking nonsense. Every part of its body has been skinned and is pierced with steel needles, hundreds of them... Arms and legs have been ripped off his body, but apparantly not before the gorgeous bodybuilder crushed and splintered each and every bone in them. And then its face: unrecognizably mutilated. The facial structure has been transformed into an amorphous and brutally crushed mass in which the bewildered eyes reflect the severe psychological trauma as a result of the recent ultra-horrific experiences... Svetlana smiles. - Fuck, Denise! You're worse than I am. Hahaha! Well, Ralph, I see you're not that talkative any more. You like Denise? Most men love her physique, until they feel what she's capable of. Denise, could you push that button there? It makes sure that everything that happens in here is broadcasted on the screens in every prisoner's room. Also his colleagues will love to see this! Hahaha! - Oh yeah, Svetlana... Sure. You can have him... Svetlana comes closer and is amused by the way the former prison guard hangs on the hooks. She lifts his chin with the long nail of her index finger. Her massive forearms spring to life. Her bulbous biceps erupt in a glorious display of fiber and veins as she flexes her ripped arm. Every fiber and muscle under the surface of her perfectly tanned skin proudly shows itself. - You're so fucked-up, Ralph. But at least you died for the pleasure of me and Denise. Anything that happens inside these prison walls is for my pleasure. You can be so proud, Ralph. I'll have a letter sent to your wife stating that you helped prisoners escape and that you had to be executed on the spot. Your wife and kids won't receive a cent as compensation. I'll personally see to it that they are arrested and butchered to death by the local police. And everybody knows my name. One letter from my office - it doesn't even have to be signed by me personally - is sufficient to have these police officers turn from lethargic office zombies into hyper-active killing machines. Oh Ralph, they know how persuasive I can be. Just like you do too now. And the rest of you, hehe. She looks seductively in the eye of one of the cameras, knowing she is sending shivers down the spines of her horrified audience. Svetlana is one of those women who makes heads turn wherever she goes, a ravishing beauty with a freakily muscular body built to stunning female perfection. One look at her monumental back reveals the zeal and dedication that must have gone into pumping her body to the ultimate exemplar of human anatomy. Her incredibly striated traps and ultra-defined deltoids reveal the awesome potential power of her physique. The insanely muscled beauty enjoys every moment of the camera zooming in on her obliques and serrati as she forces them into fingers of power, flaring her billowed lats into great wheels of veined meat... The symmetry of her back muscles is textbook material. - Normally I would let you dangle till you die, but now I want to set an example. I'll show my absolute power, my blatant superiority, my complete dominance. My body is the apex of muscularity, the pinnacle of female beauty, the perfect means to torture and kill... Just imagine the pleaure these muscular curves could mean to you, imagine what sensual actions I could perform with these tits... But they'll mean only pain for you... And death! Svetlana takes his head in both hands and forces his skull against her firm tits. Her powerful hands roam over his insignificant skull. Her curling biceps force her solid, massive breasts to expand around his head. Ralph is too engrossed in his own suffering to experience the sexual excitement of the television audience when they see her perfect boobs, driving any male to orgasmic heights just by looking at them. Svetlana smiles seductively in the camera and a mere flex of the pecs is rewarded by a ghastly crushing of his skull, blood oozing from his mouth, ears and eyes. His eyes are pushed from their sockets. Blood dribbles down the varied ridges of each etched abdominal muscle. - You're such a fucking weakling! Within seconds, his skull is transformed to bloody pulp, mangled and crushed against the ultra-sexy tits of a super-sadistic sex bomb! It is obvious she enjoys every moment of his agony, of his last moments alive, his mutilated face buried deep in her impressive cleavage. - And how do you like my boobs? Men say they're the sexiest things on earth. A few men even had the pleasure of cuming on them before I tortured them to a gruesome death. Others are less lucky... Hahaha! The gorgeous Security Manager throws away the bloody remains of Ralph and joins her sister-in-arms. - You're OK, Denise? - Sure. I have a new boyfriend here. One with a cock and a tongue. And I haven't feasted on a man for two days, so I'm hot as hell! The voluptuous bodybuilding goddess throws him a clean white torture table, undresses - except for her boots - and lowers her seething pussy on his face, her firm ass covering his neck and breast. Her dripping pussy makes it obvious that she is already terribly aroused. Svetlana grabs his cock and moves her hand up and down his shaft, making it erect within seconds. - I knew your cock would love me... It did the first time... - Please, don't hurt me. Please... Erection in front of the Security Manager is obligatory at all times in the gulag. When Svetlana entered the refectory this morning, a couple of prisoners, who were probably too weak to react, failed to get a hard-on and were butchered on the spot: their heads were bashed in with a single blow. She slammed in their heads, just like that, laughing delightedly as she did so. Gore dripped from her fists. They did not stand a chance... This man was standing there too, but he had a raging hard-on, his member quite a specimen! A magnificently large cock, huge purply glans, thick, veiny shaft... Svetlana was delighted to see this obscenely huge penis and immediately put it into her mouth and sucked him to an incredible orgasm, the best blowjob he had ever have... The muscular freak brutally grabbed the man, still fiddy from his intense orgasm, by his balls, and ordered a guard to get her 'magic bag' (containing the most horrific torture paraphernalia). It was there she tortured him - or better his ass - like a raving maniac. Laughing like a psycho, her forearms bulging with crushing power, she really got off on mutilating her defenceless victim, crying and screaming in the full refectory. An example for everyone: if Svetlana feels like messing you up, she just does it. - Don't hurt you? You're messing with the two most sadistic creatures on earth. We'll fucking destroy you! It'll be painful beyond imagination! Despite the tremendous pain in his destroyed asshole, he reacts as if enchanted by the actions of these two gorgeous amazons. He has never been touched by such an expert hand at jacking-off. It reminds him of the blowjob this morning. She is so good: the perfect grip, not too hard, not too soft, the accurate pace of moving her hand up and down, tickling and scratching his balls with the long nails of her other hand... When he experiences how two sensual lips softly suck his swollen glans he has to concentrate all his energy to giving heads or he would cum immediately. And who knows what would happen if he does? He thinks of what happened this morning after he came. Denise senses his futile struggle. - Don't you dare to cum or I'll literally suck off your cock! Lick me! Serve me! The man is overwhelmed by terror, but his cock remains stiff due to Svetlana's expert hands. Denise grabs his hair and pulls his head closer to her crotch. His tongue immediately encounters Denise's soft, wet and juicy labia, her hot slit dripping with anticipation. He slowly moves his tongue in circles in the area just beneath her swollen clit, sending waves of pleasure through her amazonian body. She automatically pushes her pelvis down. Her hands move over her large breasts, sensually carressing them, taking her erect nipples between thumb and index. The feeling of pure power, of absolute dominance, of knowing how insignificant he is compared to freakily muscular physique, to her superiority in any possible aspect of comparing make her cum the moment his tongue touches and tenderly sucks her clit. And she cums hard and long, flexing and straining her firm glutes and awesome leg muscles, pushing hard down on the man's neck and torso, inflicting superficial but very painful damage to his ribcage. The sharp heels of her stiletto pierce and crush into his sides, increasing his pain, increasing her pleasure... The man's screams are muffled by Denise forcing his head deep into her crotch, utterly uncaring about the damage she might cause to his face or skull. He feels her strong fingers at the back of his head pushing and scratching his skull, his nose and mouth painfully being pushed against her pubis. The gorgeous muscle bomb treats her men without any respect, without remorse or compassion. Men are here to suffer for her pleasure and you can dispose of them at will... She playfully throws her head backwards, glancing sideways at Svetlana, nodding, moving her long nail horizontally across her neck: a universal sign for sure... The Security Manager has kept him on the verge of orgasm, but now increases the rhythm of her hand moving up and down his shaft. Precum is dripping from his cock. Denise smiles and says: - Don't cum, sucker. If you cum, you're dead! Hahaha! The sight of my boobs makes you horny, doesn't it? Maybe this will help... Denise feels his excitement increasing as his breathing becomes heavier and tickles her pussy. The beautiful amazon smiles amusedly and pushes her thumbs into his eyes. He automatically closes them. She just grins and intensifies the pressure on his eyes, which of course are no match for the magnificent power of Denise's brutal fingers. Her thick, vein-pounded forearms relax as his sockets give in to the horrific assault. Her boulder-sized shoulders and chest flex into striated ridges of pure, unstoppable muscle. Her thumbs dig deep into the sockets, squashing the eyeballs into his skull! As Svetlana feels the surge of cum in his shaft, she clenches her fist and simply crushes his cock. The fibrous meat of her biceps bursts to unimaginable proportions, charged with destructive female power. These two awesome bodybuilders are capable of slaughtering and butchering a whole platoon on their own. What happens when they join forces and are only faced with one man? Well, this man is doomed. He is worse off than an insect in a spider's web... His penis is smashed: a sorry pulp dripping from between the fingers of the eye-boggling, absolutely stunning bodybuilder. His once proud member is changed into a horrific, bloody paste. - Oh yeeeaah, Svetlana! Let me have a piece of him too... - Sure. Fuck, Denise. You just pushed his eyes in his head. So cool! I love it when they don't see it cuming! Hahaha. Denise roars with laughter and gets off the man on the torture table, her bulk gleaming with muscular power. Meanwhile, the man is screaming his lungs out. Lying in foetal position, crying, wailing, begging the two women to stop. Denise leans forward and places the full weight of one giant breast onto the man's lips, letting him feel the stiff arousal of her erect nipple. He feels the other huge breast resting on his shoulder, making him aroused again. She is used to men cuming in their pants by the mere sight of her massive breasts: she knows the impact her perfectly sculpted body has on men, even if they are about to experience how lethal it can be.... The erotically charged contact leaves the man on the table stupefied. Svetlana grins when she notices how blood dribbles from the open wound where his cock used to be... - Hey Denise, he's having an erection again, even without a cock! Hahaha! - Tsss... I knew he liked my tits... Svetlana raises her arms, boiling with meaty muscle, and slams her hand with full force onto his knees. Roped veins wraps the striated meat of her biceps and triceps with awesome destructive power. The momentum of her blow simply destroys both of his knees, ripping his legs apart, tendons being torn, bones being crushed... - Break a leg, asshole! The Russion babe arrogantly shows off her incredible physique for the television audience striking a double-biceps pose. A pity her victim is not able to watch the two gorgeous bodybuilders in action, their enormous, unforgiving muscle surrounding his insignificant, mutilated body... - Hey, Svetlana. Let's nail him to the wheel... This could be fun! The wheel is a device that produces unbelievable, staggering torture, notorious in the gulag. It has been around for years... Prisoners are bound by hands and feet to an iron wheel attached to the wall and clubbed to death. Thus, pisoners are transformed into screaming puppets writhing in rivulets of blood, puppets with four tentacles of raw, slimy and shapeless flesh mixed up with splinters of smashed bones. With Svetlana and Denise however, the technique of breaking in a man on the wheel has reached ultra-horrific heights... One nasty detail is that they attach a nylon string around a man's cock - in this case his balls - that tightens whenever his screaming reaches a certain amount of decibels. And who wouldn't scream his lungs out when all your bones in your body are meticulously being broken and smashed? A terrible nigtmare... The man has absolutely no idea what the muscular beauties are going to do with him, until he feels how his back is slammed against a metal surface. The contact with the cold steel sends shivers through his body. It is not until Denise pushes huge bolts with her bare hands through his upper legs and wrists to attach him to the steel wheel that the screaming reaches intolerable heights again. The 'magical' nylon string around his balls tightens and blood starts dribbling from a nasty cutting wound in his sack... - Fuckin' ass! We haven't even started yet... Turn the wheel, Svetlana. You splintered the spatella. I'll go for the femur, the thigh bone. I'll break it in a hundred parts. Oh man, this is fun! Denise's arms are notoriously big, massive pillars of pure muscle, pumped up to incredible thickness and vascularity. No doubt these babies can destroy and break anything she sets her evil mind on. Her huge and clearly defined triceps sweep under her dangerously bulging biceps. The naked body of the dominant muscle-goddess - except for her long leather boots - expresses pure brutality and sadism. Posing her guns for the cameras, registering the all-muscular poses of the ultra-muscular überwoman, an image from fantasy books... Only: she is fuckin' real!! Denise glares into the camera again, allowing a close shot of her radiant smile, her looks of a supermodel, high cheekbones, plucked eyebrows, sensual lips... The young sadist cups her magnificent huge breasts as a token of absolute female superiority and supremacy. Her glimmering musculature responds with an impressive bulge of muscles perfectly obeying the laws of human anatomy, every inch at her command, every vein pumped to the surface of her flawless skin. This body is lethal, the ultimate body, a big and hard killing machine... The beautiful nurse has transformed into a gorgeous monster, a sexy ultra-sadistic assassin, rejoicing in the frantic screams of the innocent man on the wheel. She starts hitting his upper legs with her bare hands. Within seconds the skin on his legs turns red, quickly changing into a blueish black, ugly bruises and blood contusions slowly coloring the flesh. The sledgehammer blows simply break his bones to pieces. Slowly and meticulously she transforms his limbs into a pulpy matter, destroying muscles, tendons, bones and everything making up the human body. His yelling reaches otherworldly heights causing the string around his balls to tighten even more, slowly and very painfully castrating him. - Denise, you're a fuckin' beast! - Oh yeah... I know... When I get carried away... I'm bored with this guy, Svetlana. I need cock. Big cock. Let him bleed to death. He'll suffer for a couple of hours before ultimately death will save him. Nice prospect, isn't it? He's actually coming off lightly. Hahaha! - Great idea, Denise. I have a whole cell full of well-hung prisoners. Especially saved for moments like this. Let's go! - Yeah. Let's fuck, fuck, fuck! Feed that body of mine and then fuck them up! - - Four hours later Svetlana and Denise close the door of a luxurious room, their bloodlust and sexual appetite finally somewhat satisfied. They are dripping in cum and blood. Prisoners are busy cleaning up the room, moving twenty heavily mutilated corpses outside. Slaughtered, fucked to death... (The end)