Officer Vendela Bjorlin was arguably the most beautiful woman in Sweden That was not so important at this moment The sultry cop lay naked and bloodied in the snow The blonde beauty did not feel beautiful now, rather she was humiliated and swollen Blood poured from both her nostrils Ugly bruises were appearing on her neck Her extended Kubaton was shoved deep into her vagina Vendela had wished the monster had finished her off. She coughed Blood shot out of her mouth Her ribs were a mess, probably broken She was sure her lung was punctured by one of these ribs Calling for help was not an option The beauty patrolled Nikkala where the male population was very old fashioned If they found her in this bloody state, they would rape and humiliate her some more The naked cop, laying on her front, began to regain her senses Officer Bjorlin developed a short term plan to get herself out of public display At 00pm the shops and insane asylum would see their daytime employees pour onto the streets Vendela did not want to be a spectacle for them.
Step one would be difficult and very painful. Though her arms were not broken they were either dislocated or almost dislocated. Her right shoulder seemed to be slightly out of socket. Still laying on her front, the Swedish cop jerked to her right, forcing her naked and spray-tanned shoulder through the snow and into the ground. She heard a piercing crack as the shoulder moved back into socket.
The pain was intense Vendela let out a blood curdling scream She now had use of that arm Without thinking, she repeated this action on her left side The pain was worse, and tears flooded out of her eyes causing her mascara to streak down her cheeks With both her arms back in use, Vendela Bjorlin rolled onto her back and sat up. The next task needed to be done quick without much contemplation Vendela spotted her Kubaton shoved up her vagina Her thighs were pulsating, and the bruises were starting to appear The beset cop grabbed the end of the Kubaton with both hands and jerked upward. This time she did not scream… she just fainted.
Vendela Bjorlin woke 15 minutes later, now shivering from the cold The beautiful cop grabbed her Kubaton which was lying next to her right leg There was dried (frozen) semen on the end of The semen, no doubt, belonged to the fiend who had raped her The rape could not have been more humiliating The Swedish beauty played it over in her head… she wanted to remember .
An hour ago, Swedish Police Officer Vendela Bjorlin clad in a dark unzipped blue winter parka was on patrol on Nikkala’s main street She had, on her head, a white police cap with a black brim and a Swedish Police insignia She also wore, with her badge clipped on, a light blue blouse adorned with a dark blue necktie, skin tight fabric pants and some shiny (non regulation) leather boots. She did not carry a gun but her tactical belt had a stun gun, her Kubaton and a cannister of pepper spray The temperature was dropping She thought about zippering her jacket when she saw the monster in front of her The thing was six foot seven, at least, and easily 265 pounds It had a beard down to his sternum It’s, or his wild blue eyes conveyed insanity.
Vendela was accustomed to using her beauty and sex appeal to diffuse potentially dangerous situations She put on a seductive smile and strolled to within three meters of the thing “Hello big boy, is there anything can help you with?”
The monster took a step forward, then, delivered a great backhanded blow to Vendela’s face, propelling her through a plate glass window into the Manligt Tavern, an after hours gentlemen’s club The club would not open until 1000pm The dazed officer was alone inside That did not last The monster followed her into the club through the shattered window Vendela’s officer’s hat went flying allowing a long blonde ponytail to fall It, or he, tried to pick up Vendela by grabbing her parka but she was able to easily slide out of . Reverting to her training, the dazed officer reached for her pepper spray on her belt The brute was now hovering over her She quickly unclipped it and sprayed the wild blue eyes that were advancing on her The spray had no effect except to anger the fiend A huge hand grabbed Vendela’s hand, which clasped the pepper spray, and squeezed Before it could break her hand, the sultry cop let go of the spray It fell into the brute’s other hand. The thing, then, used the pepper spray on Vendela, spraying her eyes and face for the next ten seconds.
The pain in her face, nasal cavity, and eyes was unbearable Vendela was temporarily blinded Not being able to see, she flailed at the monster… this only amused him He picked her up by the necktie and before strangling her, tossed Vendela across the floor, over the bar The battered cop was sent crashing into several bottles of liquor on the wall. She hit the floor behind the bar Broken liquor bottles fell on top of her She was now soaked with liquor, and still blind She knew if she stopped fighting, she would die. The beset beauty reached for her Kubaton. It was gone, the thing had already snatched it. Before she could reach for her stun-gun, the monster shoved it into her neck sending a massive amount of voltage through her. Vendela twitched violently and this amused her tormentor. His laugh was piercing and haunting. Just before he pulled the device off her neck, Vendela urinated in her liquor-soaked tight black pants. Again, the beast grabbed the beauty by her necktie. It dragged her to the front of the club, reached between her thighs with one arm and swung his other one over her right shoulder, then hurled her out the smashed window back onto the sidewalk. 11
Vendela was barely conscious and only faintly aware the beast was dragging her across the street into a children’s park Once in the park, the thing lifted her up again using her necktie and flung her into a seesaw Her ribs collided with the fulcrum The pain was worse than anything Vendela had ever experienced before Now, by her ponytail, the fiend picked her up and flung her into a clearing five meters away. Vendela desired to lose conscious so she would not be aware of what the thing was about to do to her She could not move her arms, her ribs were broken, and she was blind. The monster undid her leather tactical belt Vendela heard the belt fall to the ground several meters away He, then, pulled off her leather boots, unzipped and removed her trousers, ripped open her blouse and undid her necktie Vendela heard her black lace panties rip as the monster saved those for last In the next 30 seconds, the thing had completely disrobed the sultry cop She now lay completely naked in the middle of the park.
The brute had not intended to rape and murder this babe, but she interrupted him He flung his bearskins off Now his massive man organ found its way into Vendela’s groin and up her vagina It probed deep into the beaten Swede and the pelvic thrusts of the monster would leave bruises inside both her thighs As he raped her, he also fondled and licked her breasts Vendela was too weak to make any sounds After six minutes of the brutal frontal rape, the monster withdrew and flipped Vendela onto her front side. Vicious anal penetration was next This lasted for six long minutes After unloading in her anus, the monster got up and straddled his conquest He looked heavenward and roared “I am Inge Hammarstrom!”
Just before he left to get a beer at the Sexig Krog he took out Vendela’s Kubaton and extended The thing kicked both of her legs outward and reached down Vendela let out a shriek as her own Kubaton penetrated deep into her vagina. ***
Now conscious again, Vendela worked on step two of her plan… hunt the monster down, castrate him, and eat his internal organs.
The afternoon did not begin in a horrific manner Sweden’s leading expert of criminal psychiatry was also this country’s most eligible bachelor The six foot two muscular blond had just completed his rounds at the state run lunatic asylum on the island of Seskaro. This remote island, near the Finnish border, in the northern reaches of the Gulf of Bothnia, was where the maddest and most dangerous criminal minds were sent. After completing his rounds just before 00pm, Dr Andersson or as he liked to be called, Lars, was ready to party The hunk took out his iPhone and sent a text to a couple of psychologists and a nursing intern The text read “Meet me at the front, I’m driving… 10 minutes”
Dr Margot Bergstrom a 35 year old beauty, received Lars’ text She had just completed her rounds Clad in a white lab coat that did not hide her tight blue sweater, and equally tight ecru suede skirt, she was also ready to party Her high heeled black leather boots proved an alluring accessory In addition to that, her sexy get up had ensured all her patients were experiencing erections. The sandy haired babe doctor’s preference was a party with Lars She was not pleased about sharing him with Dr Emma Ericson… never mind that slut nursing intern Anna Olin. At the same time Margot received her text, Dr Emma Ericson a pioneer of Swedish psychology, also received the text Emma was not finished with her rounds but decided to cut them short She would leave her nursing intern Anna Olin orders to inject all the patients with extra Thorazine Emma figured this would hold them over until the morning. She too was anxious to party with Lars
The addition of her rival, Margot, was an annoyance.
She was getting increasingly tired of Lars’ threesomes. Margot was good, but Emma wanted Lars to herself As for the addition of Anna, the nursing intern, well, Emma’s order to administer Thorazine injections should take her out of the picture.
Anna Olin hated her boss, Dr Emma Ericson Emma was clad in her usual slightly tight leather pants and stiletto heels Two could play at that game, Anna thought The nursing intern visited a trashy BDSM shop and purchased a tight latex nurse’s outfit When Emma saw this, she began plotting Anna’s murder It would be a perfect murder and one of the patients would get the blame By the end of the week, Emma would murder the beautiful nursing intern.
As Emma plotted Anna’s murder and gave her an order to inject every patient with extra Thorazine, the intern’s iPhone vibrated Anna read the text and looked at Emma sincerely: “Sorry cunt face, I’m going with you!”
The asylum babes sprung at each other Anna and Emma were entangled in a gratuitous catfight During this erotic melee, Anna had her panties pulled off and shoved in her mouth Emma had her false eyelashes ripped off and shoved up her nostrils Five orderlies hesitantly broke up this spat The orderlies were used to breaking up fights between these two.
Despite the catfight, Margot, Emma, and Anna were on time and Lars was happy to see his babes Emma looked weird with eyelashes oozing out of her nose, and Anna looked alluring and victorious Emma sneered at Margot when under her breadth, she uttered “amateur,” to her rival.
“That’s enough ladies, drinks are on me” Lars was forever the peacemaker He knew Emma was so erotic during these orgies if she were angry… Lars led the girls into his Volvo and drove across the bridge to the town of Nikkala The little burg had a population of under 500 and their only drinking establishment, Sexig Krog catered to the employees at the insane asylum on the other side of the bridge..
Lars secured a small table near the door The very pretty and scantily clad waitress, Nooma, arrived Lars made a kissing motion with his lips Nooma giggled as Lars’ three dates all sneered. Nooma’s cleavage was on full display; her tight leather miniskirt impressed the psychiatrist Already working for a huge tip, Nooma kept her stare on Lars and licked her lips... she placed four bottles (long necks) of MARIESTAD beer on the table. Lars always ordered his dates long necks He loved to see his ladies lick the top of the bottle as they drank Usually, anyone who dated Lars, was all too happy at plying their seduction while drinking their MARIESTAD As his stare trickled down from Nooma’s lips to her breasts, Lars was witness to a most amazing sight Nooma’s nipples tripled in size. The increased nipple size was not due to any magic from Lars’ stare, rather, it was directly related to the frigid temperatures that engulfed the Sexig Krog waitress Those frigid temperatures wrapped around Nooma’s cleavage since the front doors of the establishment were opened Frigid Swedish air cascaded in Nooma and her four new customers who all diverted their gazes to the front door, were, then, all observers to a most astonishing and alarming sight Inge Hammarstrom had entered the Sexig Krog The six foot seven hulk, clad in bear furs, was thirsty Not having any money, he identified himself immediately knowing that if people knew who he was, he would never have to pay for his own liquor “I am Inge Hammarstrom!” Nooma, Anna, Margot, and Emma all stared at his groin while Lars decided to impress his dates with some flippant comedy.
Laughing hysterically, Lars made a fatal mistake “Chill out Inga!”
Inge flew into a fit of rage “The name is Inge, not Inga!” The beast did not appreciate his manhood being questioned Unfortunately for Nooma, who was still staring at Inge’s groin, she was the first to be murdered by the brute With a roar, Inge swung a machete and severed Nooma’s pretty head from her formerly sexy torso The head landed in Margot’s lap sending all three of Lars’ dates into fits of primal screaming.
Unable to move and unaware that Inge Hammarstrom did not enjoy loud noises, the ladies were unprepared when the hulking monster dove at them He knocked them off their chairs onto the floor The ladies hardly struggled as Inge smashed their heads into the floor and ripped off their clothes and shoes In a matter of seconds, the monster had the dates hogtied and gagged.
Anna, Margot, and Emma were all bleeding from their noses and whimpering They gazed at Lars and realized he would be no help Inge Hammarstrom was back on his feet, standing over the psychiatrist who was himself crying. Nooma’s blood was dripping off Hammarstrom’s machete the beast was still holding .
“No! Please no! beg you! No!”
Dr. Lars Andersson was not accustomed to begging. He had never begged before. In fairness to the renowned psychiatrist, this sudden desire to beg was more reflex than a chosen course of action.
“Oh, please no! God no!” Lars could not stop... “I don’t want to die! Please let me live!”
The rantings of Dr Andersson were now high pitched “I’ll do anything! am so sorry!”
Lars was not impressing the three lovely ladies he had brought with him The three hogtied babes beside him were stripped to their underwear and horrified to the point of not being able to scream “Anything! can get you… drugs?! Money?! have lots of money! have a Swiss Bank account!”
Lars was now a pathetic mess His eyes were focused on the large machete that was now over the head of the menacing lunatic The amorous psychiatrist would not accept that in a matter of seconds, his own head would be separated from his body. “I beg you no!”
Lars had little else to offer his tormentor He was not even looking at his three dates They were beaten, humiliated, and awaiting torture or worse The machete wielding lunatic obviously had plans for them, and the handsome psychiatrist was not wondering what they were he was only focused on himself The suave coward believed he was too good to die.
His pleas were now only sobs and squeals “The ladies? They’re yours! Take them, just let me live”
Chivalry had gone out the door for Lars when Inge Hammarstrom entered.
Lars’ tormentor spoke “Not laughing now, are you doctor?”
Lars had goofed Just a few minutes ago, he was plotting a foursome and he was ready to down his first MARIESTAD of the afternoon.
“Inge! See, am sorry, Inge!” Lars was indeed sorry that he called Inge, Inga.
Inge Hammarstrom was quite done with this snot nosed puke of a psychiatrist and mightily brought down the machete with incredible force Lars felt no pain His last sight before dying was from his eyes looking down at his headless torso from four feet above. His head shot up into the air and the spurts from his jugular veins squirted it as it spun around.
The monster had saved Lars and his dates for last When everyone in the bar, seven other patrons, two waitresses, and a bartender, laughed at Inge, he killed them His machete and an accompanying crossbow had done the trick Lars and his babes were in too much shock to run.
“No one laughs at Inge Hammarstrom!” the monster yelled.
Margot, Emma, and Anna were the only ones alive (except for two terrified tavern employees hiding behind the bar) The trio believed their lives would end soon All three were certain the lunatic with the machete would rape them first Lars’ blood seeped over to them, and they now waited for the inevitable rape, though only Anna was excited by this prospect
The hulking lunatic looked down at the beauties He had forgotten about them while he was dealing with the snot nosed psychiatrist. Inge’s first thought was to kill the three women Taking them with him was probably not a good idea They were all laughing at him moments ago They were not anymore.
The three were gagged and crying They had their mascara running down their cheeks and looked ridiculous. Still, the trio was owed some attention. “Which among you will repent?!”
The question was an important one Inge Hammarstrom was not completely without mercy. The two babe psychologists did not process the question and kept shaking their heads from side to side In their minds, the brute was getting ready to rape them and they were pleading for him not to Anna Olin on the other hand, was listening She was eager to be raped and nodded her head excitedly.
The monster had not expected any of the three asylum babes to repent He was now peering at Anna, the nurse intern She seemed excited to repent He took one step toward the trio The whimpers and squeals of Margot and Emma heightened. “There, there my pretty,” the brute was now hovering over Anna “Fear not, I’m merciful to those who seek repentance” He placed his crossbow on the table, which had been slung over his left shoulder He, then, reached for a serrated dagger strapped to his belt In a quick motion, he cut the twine that bound Anna’s two hands to her two feet “Rise my little minx!”
Sore and aroused, Anna slowly got up on all fours Her face was now only two feet away from Inge Hammarstrom’s groin “Hello, my sweet” Anna’s greeting was aimed at Inge Hammarstrom’s man organ she was excited at what she believed was her imminent rape. “Prove your repentance!”
Inge Hammarstrom better than anyone on the planet, knew actions trumped words “Your friends do not repent, take care of them”
Hammarstrom grabbed Anna’s right arm and pulled her to her feet He, then, placed his blood stained machete in her right hand.
“A true act of repentance is needed to prove sincerity, use this on the sinners at your feet”
Margot and Emma were horrified even more.
Emma had wished she had been nicer to her intern… even though she was a trashy cunt. Anna did not have to think twice.
“Fucking whores!”
With this insult, Anna swung Inge’s machete Sprays of red shot up covering her and Inge. There was no screaming the gags on Margot and Emma were never taken off Within 15 seconds the two bound beauties were unrecognizable as humans and more resembled hairy blobs of strawberry ice cream.
“Take that, cunts!” Anna was in her glory “You can take those Thorazine injections and shove them up your ass, Dr Ericson!”
Inge Hammarstrom was frightened himself He did not know how anyone could be that vicious Still, the blonde nurse intern did repent, he had to give her that In a gentle manner he put his arm around Anna’s shoulder and gently lifted the machete out of her right hand “Now, now, my sweet, that’s quite enough. Why don’t I take this before someone gets hurt?”
Anna Olin surrendered her machete to the monster that hovered over her “Are you going to rape me now?”
The 16th Century molded the modern day ethos of Sweden King Eric XIV personifies many in this northern land A madman, no doubt, Eric XIV had dreams and pursued them Like every good king, he desired conquest and love.
Elizabeth of England had her own brush with the crazy Swede Minding her own business, drinking tea in here country castle, a courier brought her a letter from King Eric XIV Her response to the courier, after reading the letter, was “who is this blubbering fool?” When told the letter was from the Swedish king, she responded, “Gross!”
Eric’s marriage proposal to Elizabeth may be termed sickening.
A woman of modest demeanor, it was likely she was put off by Eric’s offer to rub my manly body parts against your womanly body parts so you will give me sons”
Next up was Mary, Queen of Scots Upon reading her letter from Eric, desiring marriage, she told her maidservant “Disrobe my darling, have suddenly become a lesbian” Foiled again, Eric was not done.
Renata of Lorraine was equally as vicious to Eric’s proposal “He couldn’t even spell copulate correctly! I’m sure his penis is decrepit and weak!”
Anna of Saxony laughed for the next 16 months after receiving her letter from Eric. Christine of Hesse began looking for a convent to hide in after receiving her letter This last rejection sent Eric the XIV into an abyss of insanity Perhaps modern historians can accurately portray him as Sweden’s first serial killer The king’s homicidal rampage took over his romantic side Eric the XIV’s victims probably numbered over 20. Eric the XIV was determined to find a wife Confident in this endeavor he had a palace built on Seskaro Island as a wedding present for the fool who would accept his proposal. He also mounted an army and conquered Estonia The Estonian campaign was a failure the women in this Baltic locale were all homely and whined non stop The sprawling castle in the northern reaches of Sweden went largely unoccupied over the centuries when in the 1930s, was taken over by the government of Sweden.
Supplying utilities to this castle was cost prohibitive, and the castle was given to Stockholm University The university gave it to their medical school, who did not want . Nevertheless, in 1977 the medical school allowed their department of psychiatry to form an institution for the study of criminal and other insane behavior Every European nation gave Stockholm a lot of money for the privilege of sending their most dangerous criminals to the Seskaro Island institution The more superstitious in the region believed the spirit of Eric the XIV controlled the destiny of this cursed castle Initially called The Eric the XIV Asylum for Criminal Behavior, the university saw fit to change its name to New Horizons Rehabilitation Center.
No matter, the citizens of Seskaro Island and Nikkala still referred to it as merely, “The Asylum”
The Asylum had rooms for 166 patients, with appropriate security 10 psychiatrists, 22 psychologists, 30 nurses, and 4 interns staffed 64 orderlies doubled as security officers and armed Swedish army veterans were also hired to provide added security The 166 patients currently at The Asylum were all mass murderers and quite delusional. Additionally, they were all heavily medicated for the safety of the staff.
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Inge Hammarstrom was tempted to rape Anna Olin but priorities got in the way “Not now, my slave, first we have business at The Asylum”
Anna Olin quickly put herself together She slipped on Margot’s high heeled leather boots. “I’ve always admired these boots, cunt!” Anna reveled in the opportunity to goad Margot, even if Margot had ceased breathing several minutes ago “Let’s go In er… Inge!” Almost calling him Inga, Anna Olin was happy to be on Hammarstrom’s good side “We’ll do your business, then we’ll fuck… er… you will rape me… violently… you have to punish me for all my past sins!” Anna was aroused by the prospect of being dominated by the lunatic hulk.
“So, what is your business there, anyway” She almost yawned while asking this question. “I seek the one they call… Wilhelmus Abraham Remmerswaal!” Inge Hammarstrom looked to the heavens as he recited this name. “Oh god no!!!! Not emmerswaal!!! Please, not him!!! Anyone but him!!!” Anna Olin was horrified She thought about running away.
Sensing Anna Olin’s sudden fright, Inge Hammarstrom grabbed the blonde nursing intern. He threw her over his right shoulder and began walking out of the blood spattered Sexig Krog “You will help me and, then, I will rape you!” Inge threw in that last point to maintain Anna Olin’s loyalty… in reality, he would allow Remmerswaal to rape her first.
Draped over the brute’s shoulder, Anna Olin was helplessly flailing Inge slapped her buttocks with much force and headed with his sex package to the Bridge of Seskaro.
The temperature had dropped to below zero Vendela knew hypothermia could set in soon. Beaten and naked, the Swede picked herself up off the ground She, then, forced open her eyelids The policewoman’s vision was slowly coming back Still not 00pm, the beauty had time to find some clothes before the hordes of Swedes poured onto the streets. Because of the pain in her groin, her steps were uneven and awkward Still, she stumbled across the street to the first doors she spotted.
Humiliated and broken, Officer Bjorlin burst through those doors The policewoman turned damsel had no idea they lead into the Sexig Krog where a massacre had just occurred minutes before Not in a position to do anything with any authority or to make out the blood and corpses inside the Sexig Krog Tavern, she screamed “Everyone freeze, don’t move!”
Half blind, and throbbing, Officer Bjorlin charged into the tavern her right heel met a pool of blood from Nooma’s torso, her leg flew out from under her she fell flat on her backside, hit the floor and her head smashed into an empty MARIESTAD beer bottle Just before she lost consciousness again, Vendela caught site of the severed head of the former psychiatrist, Lars Andersson staring at her with the goofiest expression she had ever seen.
Ingmar and Alicia could not believe their fortune The bartender and the waitress had just survived a massacre by hiding behind the bar in the Sexig Krog The stupid bartender just cried like a baby while waiting for Inge Hammarstrom to find him Alicia, clad in a white halter top displaying her impressive breasts, a tight leather black miniskirt, fishnets, and loud red stilettos also cried while waiting to be beheaded Then, without explanation, the monster departed Their fortune continued The Tavern duo both got off the floor and came around from the back of the bar That bitch cop stormed in!
Officer Bjorlin had shut them down several times in recent history for noise violations and serving liquor to minors The slut in blue would not take bribes and she was ruining business After yelling something, the bitch fell and was now unconscious and nude on the floor next to a pile of bloody corpses.
Ingmar and Alicia looked at each other and smiled They hurried over to their cop nemesis and dragged her over to the pool table Alicia ran over to the front door and hung the “closed” sign outside Ingmar found some rope and tied each of Officer Bjorlin’s four limbs into a corner pocket The pathetic Swedish cop was now spread eagle on the pool table.
“Let’s wake her up!” Alicia was anxious to torture the bitch “Hey, wait a second, what’s that?”
Alicia noticed Officer Bjorlin’s Kubaton on the floor and retrieved The waitress and the bartender looked at each other and grew some devilish smiles on their faces Ingmar slapped Officer Bjorlin several times on both cheeks “Wake up bitch!”
When that did not work, the sweaty and bearded Swede bent over Vendela, shoved his tongue deep into her mouth and began fondling both of her breasts The sultry Swedish police officer, began to whimper and cry.
“Hey bitch! Are you going to shut us down again?” Alicia spoke with anger she estimated this cop had cost her a massive number of tips over the past few months Vendela opened her eyes her vision was 80% returned She made out Alicia clearly and gasped Alicia and Vendela had engaged in several catfights in the past, Vendela winning all of them.
“Not so tough now, are you, cunt?!” Alicia was having fun.
“Please!” Horrified, Vendela was crying profusely “Please, let me go”
Alicia mocked her “PLEASE! BOO HOO HOO!”
The sadistic waitress waved the Kubaton in front of Vendela’s face “Say hello bitch, someone wants to fuck you!”
“No! Please!” Vendela’s cries were futile.
Ingmar again fondled her breasts as Alicia brought the Kubaton down to Vendela’s groin.
“I beg of you, no!” Alicia laughed She began massaging the upper thighs and the outside of the cop’s vagina with the big metallic stick “No!”
Vendela knew what was coming Alicia shoved the Kubaton into the cop’s vagina. “Don’t worry cunt, there’s probably a rape crisis number you can call!” The waitress withdrew the Kubaton and reinserted it twenty more times The final time she left the device inside “There, let this stew for a few moments, feel free to come, bitch!” In anger and desperation, Vendela writhed and struggled.
Alicia went behind the bar to look for a steak knife “Enjoy your new friend, cunt, I’m going to cut off your eyelids”
The police officer continued to struggle, while Ingmar was fondling her breasts Then, for the first time this afternoon, good fortune smiled on Officer Vendela Bjorlin she freed her right hand Alicia now returned to the pool table with a dirty steak knife Vendela reached into her groin and pulled out her Kubaton The motion was succinct and deadly; the Swedish cop plunged the end of the Kubaton into and past Ingmar’s right eye and into his brain The bartender died immediately Not fully comprehending what had just happened, Alicia never saw the Kubaton pulled out of Ingmar’s head, enter her mouth and travel down her throat Vendela swung the Kubaton with great force it acted as a lever in breaking Alicia’s neck. Vendela, still strapped to the pool table, finally victorious, looked up at the heavens, and screamed “I am Officer Vendela Bjorlin!”
The trek across the bridge was easy for Inge Hammarstrom Even with Anna Olin draped over his shoulder the hulking fiend crossed onto Seskaro Island in less than 15 minutes. He was quite the curiosity to motorists driving off the island, but no one stopped.
Having raped the snot out of a police officer, Inge Hammarstrom was getting his groove back He had intended to give the nurse intern to Remmerswaal However, he was feeling another erection coming on and thought it might be time for another rape Decisions!
Eric the XIV’s castle beckoned A fog began to develop, and sundown approached The temperature plummeted Anna Olin whimpered in fear The intern did not want to go anywhere near Remmerswaal’s padded cell Besides, the mad Hollander had not been given his Thorazine this evening He would be extra frisky.
Izabella Vikrander was alone at the reception desk just inside the entrance of Eric the XIV’s castle She was applying her make up as punch out time was in three minutes. Bright red glossy lipstick fit her mood The university aged receptionist intended to engage in much pre marital sex this evening Her leather cocktail dress was not appropriate attire for her job, but Dr Margot dressed just as slutty Busy applying some false eyelashes, Izabella did not notice the hulking fiend that was now standing in front of her reception desk.
Inge Hammarstrom flung the nursing intern off his shoulders Anna plopped onto Izabella’s desk This startled Izabella who could only say “Anna! Why are you wearing Dr Margot’s boots?”
The trashy receptionist felt no pain as a projectile from Inge’s crossbow entered her left eye, travelled through her brain, and exited at the rear of her skull The leather clad vixen of a receptionist still clutched her mirror compact when the last vestiges of life left her. “Sorry Izabella,” cried Anna Olin She and Izabella were good friends and often shared men during threesomes The intern, always the pragmatist looked up at Inge, “Wait!”
Before Inge could scoop her up again, the blonde intern stripped off her blood soaked attire and then stripped Izabella’s corpse of her leather cocktail dress. “This should do, she won’t mind”
Anna spied a disapproving look from Inge, “What, we’re… or were friends!” She, then, slipped into the dress which looked radiant matched with Dr Margot’s boots “Do you want to rape me now?”
Inge’s erection was throbbing. Still, he owed allegiance to his hero and mentor, Remmerswaa “Rape?”
He would present Anna Olin to Remmerswaal soon, but if he did not have a replacement for Anna, the throbbing man organ would explode “Yes, rape”
He did not really lie, Hammarstrom was particular about being honest After all, Anna would be raped and more… oh so much more), just not by him.
“Are there other nurses here?” the beast growled.
“Oh yes!” Anna said excitedly She wondered if he was getting at a threesome Anna hoped so, as there was one in particular, she wouldn’t mind raping herself during a threesome. Anna was not picking up on the fact she was selecting her own replacement.
“Do they wear white?” Symbols of purity were also big with Inge Hammarstrom In his mind, only the pure could be soiled.
“Well, most wear green scrubs… but there is one! Josephine Ovmar!” Anna so wanted a threesome with Nurse Josephine “She wears white and her breasts are perfect And that ass!” Anna looked at the clock, 02pm, “Uh oh, she gets off at five” Then a miracle happened… Mats! The biker dude clad in a leather jacket and cradling his motorcycle helmet walked past Inge and Anna “Can you call Josephine Ovmar tell her I’m here” Mats did not seem to realize that the pretty receptionist was propped up in her chair with an arrow sticking in her eye The underwear clad former receptionist was also beginning to draw flies Inge was incensed that this heathen was looking to soil his future conquest Mats looked at Inge and smiling said, “I’m gonna get some pussy tonight, you know what mean?”
Inge knew what he meant and sprung at him Mats never knew what hit him.
The lunatic grabbed Mats’ head with both hands and twisted it all the way around. He, then, picked up Mats’ corpse and laid it on the desk in front of Izabella’s corpse. “Call her now!”
Anna obeyed, picked up Izabella’s telephone, punched in four numbers: “Yes, nurse’s station? Send Josephine down, her ride is here.” Anna wondered if the threesome would occur here at the reception area, not that it mattered. Anna looked at Inge and motioned to the double doors just to their left: “She’ll be getting off that elevator!”
A few seconds later a ding signaled the elevator had arrived at the reception area. Three nurses got off, all beauties… but only Josephine wore white. They were talking about the size of man organs and giggling. Inge was repulsed. The nurses never noticed; Hammarstrom raised his crossbow and fired twice. Johanna Morck, a stunning blonde in green scrubs took a projectile between her eyes and fell immediately. Uta Hagen, a stunning redhead, also in green scrubs, took a projectile through her sternum. Uta ended up pinned on the wall beside the elevator doors. Josephine screamed in horror. She was indeed beautiful, and she wore white! The long blonde hair almost extended to the small of her back. Her nipples protruded slightly through her slightly tight uniform. The nurse’s uniform was white except for a thin hot-pink belt that served to highlight the beauty’s figure. The skirt came down just above the knee and the nude pantyhose highlighted her magnificent calves.
Josephine still was unaware of the beast’s presence in reception. Screaming, she made eye contact with Uta, who was very much alive, albeit pinned to the wall with a sharp projectile.
“Help me!” Uta’s beauty fled; a flow of blood leaked out of her mouth as she beckoned to Josephine. Josephine let out a primal scream, but that was short lived. Inge Hammarstom was through playing around. He picked up Anna. Josephine, his next conquest, thought he was going to body slam her. She screamed. The lunatic threw Anna with great force at Josephine.
The force of the impact drove Josephine back into the elevator and crashing hard into its back wall Anna Olin was unscathed as Josephine’s body shielded her from any destructive impact The monster followed the two beauties onto the elevator, picked up Anna by the throat and lifted her two feet off the ground.
“Take us to Remmerswaal now or die!”
The command was an animalistic growl The lunatic let go of the nursing intern Anna found her access badge tucked up her stockings She scanned an invisible box beside the keypad, and it lit up Anna was aroused The intern figured this was a prelude to her rape and torture and perhaps violent threesome to include Josephine She pushed the button for SUBLEVEL .
The elevator would take 90 seconds to reach SUBLEVEL Inge needed to address his new conquest He knelt on one knee and picked the beautiful nurse in white up with both hands, twirled her around and shoved her down on his right knee Josephine was folded over Inge’s knee She didn’t comprehend what the monster screamed at her “He was going to soil you! Are you a whore?! Do you want to be a whore your whole life?!” Inge did not know Josephine wasn’t comprehending that he was talking about Mats, the dead biker in reception.
Inge spanked Josephine hard a dozen times She squealed He, then, reached up under Josephine’s uniform, and pulled it up Next, he pulled down her nude pantyhose “What’s this! You, whore! will punish you and you will like it!”
Inge Hammarstrom gave a yank and came away with a lacy red satin thong Josephine yelped as the thong was ripped from her. “Just wait, will purify you!”
Josephine was beginning to understand that torture, rape, and probably dissection was in her immediate future She cried A ding revealed the arrival at SUBLEVEL Anna Olin was now so wet with anticipation her moans signaled a fast coming orgasm.
The doors slid open The lunatic grabbed Anna and Josephine by their hair, then, dragged them off the elevator Both ladies screamed, one in horror, one in orgasm.
Two orderlies, Sven and Petr watched the hulking beast throw the two beauties against a wall After unslinging his crossbow, Inge fired two projectiles Sven took his projectile through the heart and Petr took his through his right ear… both died immediately. Josephine’s screams were now silent as fright had played havoc with her vocal cords. The beast looked down the hall 10 cells were visible, numbered one through 10 Anna was beginning to think that Inge was going to give Josephine to Remmerswaal.
“Poor bitch,” she muttered Anna thought Remmerswaal would probably rape and eat her.
“What cell is Remmerswaal in?” howled Inge.
“Nine! He’s in nine! But he hasn’t ” Anna did not finish her sentence She was silenced by Inge’s backhand slap She was about to say that Remmerswaal had not been sedated this evening. Her and Margot were so eager to meet Lars for drinks, the late afternoon Thorazine injections did not occur.
Both beauties now lay at Hammarstrom’s feet Again, he grabbed them by their hair and dragged them down the tile hallway to a heavy metal door There was a keypad to the right of the door and a black 9 was stenciled above . “I am here Wilhelmus Abraham Remmerswaal have a gift for you!”
The two beauties knew the unspeakable horror that waited on the other side of the door. Each prayed Inge would not make them open .
An inhuman wail erupted from behind the door The two beauties cupped their ears and cried.
Dr Wilhemus Abraham Remmerswaal… the world’s premier geneticist The year was 1980 and the smartest man in the world had already begun his journey into madness.
The Netherlands boasted of the genius scientist who was working to cure all disease Now, every institution in the small European nation was scheming on how to get rid of him. Rumors of human experimentation in Dr Remmerswaal’s laboratory were confirmed The hideous results of those experiments slithered their way through the halls of the Universiteit Van Amsterdam Medical College. The ghastly byproducts of Dr. Remmerswaal’s experiments raped the provost’s very pretty secretary before eating her. Because the provost, an old cantankerous grouch, was having an affair with the 25 yearold secretary, he ordered the firing of the mad doctor. The eccentric and wealthy Dr Remmerswaal continued his experiments in his Noordwijk mansion. The results of those experiments are still not known but the mad doctor published a 2300 page volume detailing his laboratory achievements. The tome was entitled MutantsAreOurFriends . No one read . By 1982, every copy printed was collected by a mysterious world conglomeration of mysterious medical corporations. Infuriated that no one showed any interest in his passion and discoveries, Dr. Remmerswaal ahead of his time in branding, put the exact same information out in a comic book The 56 page, full color, comic was entitled MutantManOnly school children read it, and they loved Little grade school boys all over Holland were so inspired that they began stealing used condoms and used feminine napkins from their parent’s bathroom trash cans This period in Holland’s history is forbidden to be talked about, however many believe this phenomenon was causally related to the disappearance of three dozen schoolgirls in that small country. The authorities in The Netherlands did not want Dr Remmerswaal’s experiments to get out of control In the middle of a winter’s night in 1983 the mad doctor was snatched from his seaside mansion The mad geneticist was then delivered to a remote Swedish insane asylum Since 1983 The Netherlands has paid the government of Sweden over 2 million Swiss Francs per year to keep Dr Remmerswaal locked up.
No one missed Dr Remmerswaal and pretty university women could traipse through the hallowed halls of the university again without fear of being impregnated by an experiment. An unwritten rule was known by everyone… never mention Remmerswaal… ever. The mad doctor did have one admirer In 1980 when MutantManhit the shelves, 16 yearold Inge Hammarstrom spent all his allowance and purchased The pimply faced giant of a teenager read it 250 times. The not so brilliant boy soon had it memorized. Inge Hammarstrom who did not have the grades to even consider higher education, built a mini laboratory in his bedroom closet One by one he kidnapped each member of the female synchronized swimming team at his high school He used each soon to be nubile swimmer in his experiments… with his own semen, of course The experiments yielded mixed results but what became of the beautiful swimmers is still a mystery. Soon, the aforementioned world conglomeration came for the MutantMancomic books and was able to collect all but one of them Inge Hammarstrom of course, possessed the last one Decades into the future, fate was about to play a horrific card As dinner time approached at this macabre asylum in rural Sweden, an evil being locked in Cell 9 smelled two nubile wombs on the outside of his door Finally, Remmerswaal thought, his experiments would continue.
The humiliated and bloodied Swedish cop sat on the floor behind the bar at the Sexig Krog. She had heaped a bucket of ice on her groin This helped the pain and throbbing, so she did the same to her face Still naked and crying, Vendela was determined to be beautiful again First, she was raped by a monster and, then, by citizens she had sworn to protect. Two of the three were dead and rotting, and the third would be soon This, she promised herself After murdering the monster, she would check into a spa for another spray tan and cleavage buff Life’s little pleasures.
After taking care of the swelling with ice, Vendela found Alicia’s oversized purse and lifted her make up case She limped to the lady’s room and surveyed the facial damage The nose had stopped bleeding The beauty washed up with hot water and paper towels Alicia’s make up selection was trashy, but Vendela was not picky at the moment Gently, the Swedish cop applied a new face Then, she wiped her entire body clean with soap, hot water, and more paper towels Digging further into Alicia’s purse the sultry cop pulled out a cylindrical container of birth control pills. Vendela knew she would kill Inge Hammarstrom but also knew she would probably be raped several more times in this endeavor She popped two of the pills. Now, time for a new wardrobe The sultry again policewoman left the ladies room and reentered the lounge Over by the door were several corpses, some unrecognizable Beside a large red, hairy blob, the beauty saw a pile of some alluring clothes She ignored the gore and odor of the rotting insane asylum personnel and picked up some shiny leather pants, a black lacy thong (she slid this of the former Nooma), a black lacy bra, and two access badges belonging to Dr Emma Ericson and Dr Margot Bergstrom Vendela looked at their pictures on the badges and admired their beauty She was sure the brute who raped her was responsible for the carnage inside this bar Next over to Alicia’s corpse Moments ago, when the slut barmaid and the fat bartender raped her, she had admired Alicia’s halter top Vendela, with a yank, removed the Kubaton from the dead cocktail waitress and knelt beside her corpse Gently, as not to snag the material, Vendela slid off the top “Perfect” Fortunately, her and the former cocktail waitress had similar breasts, and now this top would help the sultry cop turn some heads The stilettos Alicia was still wearing were quite cheap, but Vendela was feeling a bit frisky so, she put her new self together and slipped them off the corpse’s feet. Just before departing, the Swedish cop found a stylish full length leather coat This would do quite well Vendela thought.
Before she could take a step toward the bridge, she was grabbed from behind by a hulking Swede.
“Hey bitch, how about a blow job for five Euros!” Dolph Skifs had never been suave or soft spoken. The brute loved manhandling prostitutes. He often had pocket money for a trick or two every night. His job in a nearby shipyard was tiring and when he got off, he wanted to party.
Vendela Bjorlin did not want to party. Clutching her steak knife, she shoved it into the groin of Dolph Skifs. The brute howled and the howling increased when the cop twisted the blade. Now effectively castrated, Dolph understood that he made a terrible mistake. A man no more, Dolph fell to the ground. Vendela pulled her new weapon out and headed toward the bridge.
“Remmerswaal, my friend!” Inge Hammarstrom was beaming. “I am here!” In seconds, the hulking monster clad in bear skins would meet the man that molded him into the monster he was today.
On the other side of the door stood a tall, lanky madman possessing no vestiges of sanity. “I smell wombs!”
The being laughed uncontrollably. However insane he was, Remmerswaal was a genius. For the first time in quite a while, he was not sedated. After studying sounds and habits of his keepers for almost 40 years, the mad geneticist responded, “6-7-2-2,” the pass code for his door.
Anna Olin and Josephine Ovmar shrieked. They lay at Inge’s feet, battered and bruised. Anna was still clad in Izabella’s leather cocktail dress, and Josephine still looked radiant in her white nurse’s uniform. They both knew what Remmerswaal would do to them if he saw them.
Neither beauty noticed when Inge fired his crossbow two more times, ending the miserable lives of two more burly orderlies.
“Okay, got it, ,” the monster pushed the numbers on the keypad, but a small red light indicated the code was incorrect. you, fucking moron!” Remmerswaal was hardly a patient man.
“Ah! Yes! ,” a green light lit up The door flew open as a hairy being shot out “I am Remmerswaal!”
Anna and Josephine sobbed harder They knew the imminent violation of them would be painful Remmerswaal ooked at Inge Hammarstrom “My, you are a big man, can use you!”
Inge beamed at this revelation The mad geneticist instructed his admirer “You wait here!”
Inge was obedient Remmerswaal and his wiry six foot four frame scooped up the two babes They were too frightened to put up any opposition He toted them into Cell Anna was first Remmerswaal’s tongue was all over her face The disgusting oral appendage penetrated her mouth He smelled like shit, vomit, and urine Anna was about to vomit herself Over the next three minutes, the mad doctor stripped her and raped her in every orifice she had The intern emerged covered in madman semen and humiliated He then picked her up like a sack of potatoes and body slammed her on the hard floor In a final humiliation before moving to the nurse in white, he urinated on Anna’s face. “You’re next, my sweet!” Remmerswaal looked at Josephine He dove on her and quickly ripped off her uniform, undies, and shoes but left her traditional nurse hat on (it was held on by hairpins).
The violation of Josephine followed a similar track as Anna’s did moments ago Josephine was sent into shock Catatonic or not, Remmerswaal’s rape of the nurse continued Leaking his semen out of her anus, vagina, and mouth, the sultry nurse weakly gurgled as she breathed.
Meanwhile, Inge Hammarstrom desired to be respectful of his mentor and gave him some privacy This was not good news for Anna and Josephine When Inge did not come into the cell after his rape of the beauties, Remmerswaal repeated the process. The hulking monster had eliminated every nurse, doctor, and orderly attached to SUBLEVEL except for two.
Margreth Bornebusch, another nurse, and Tuva Weivers, another nursing intern, were nymphomaniacs They had both hoped to have wild sex with Dr Lars Andersson at closing time, but when the psychiatrist went off with the three sluts, they needed to find another outlet The broom closet just past Cell 10 would do the trick The two nymphomaniacs dove into the closet moments before Inge Hammarstrom arrived with Anna and Josephine. They had no idea what was playing out on SUBLEVEL 4 at present In dire need of sexual satisfaction, Tuva and Margreth pulled each other into the broom closet and ripped off their green scrubs Both had lacy and very naughty undies on Tuva wore red and Margreth wore black They attacked one another and the undies were ripped off in no time Both ladies grabbed brooms and placed surgical gloves over the ends The nymphos used them to penetrate the other The ladies brought themselves to orgasm as the broomsticks were shoved deep up into their groins.
The broomsticks were not enough Tuva tackled Margreth and shoved her head into the nurse’s groin The intern gave the naughty nurse vicious oral sex Margreth screamed in passionate ecstasy and with both hands, shoved Tuva’s head into her groin harder Tuva was relentless her tongue was very experienced.
Margreth was now sweating and screaming Tuva withdrew “That’s enough, you, bitch! Let’s see what you have now!”
Margreth was turned on some more by Tuva’s insult and slapped the intern Tuva looked surprised at this violence.
“Spread your fucking legs, cunt!”
Now, Tuva was turned on by the insult and she obeyed Margreth.
Margreth fell to her knees Her face buried itself in Tuva’s groin Tuva’s ecstasy was quick. “Amateur!” thought Margreth. The nurse’s tongue was also very experienced beads of sweat were rolling off Tuva’s breasts and torso.
Now, as Tuva took Margreth’s head and pressed it deeper into her own groin, the door of the broom closet was flung open The naked and sweaty Tuva never saw what happened a hulking monster grabbed her by the feet and in one quick jerk pulled her into the corridor. Margreth screamed, this time in fright Inge Hammarstrom stepped into the closet He grabbed the naughty nurse’s breasts The nurse tried to struggle but it was no use, the monster threw off his bearskins and grabbed Margreth’s head He pushed her down, so she was now on her knees The lunatic shoved his man organ deep into Margreth’s throat After 30 seconds, monster semen oozed out of her mouth between her breasts and down her torso, and the nurse passed out. With Margreth unconscious on the closet floor, Inge dragged her into the corridor and focused on the terrified Tuva The sweaty intern was paralyzed with fear Inge lifted her up by her long blonde hair He, then, took two of his fingers and shoved them up Tuva’s vagina Being a nymphomaniac, Tuva got off on this humiliation and infliction of pain. Inge dropped Tuva on top of Margreth and saw Remmerswaal out of the corner of his eye. The mad geneticist was smiling “We have four! This should do” The two beauties in Cell 9 and the two on the floor at Inge’s feet were indeed in store for horrific humiliation and painful torture.
Named after the legendary Swedish actress, Uta Hagen was a babe. The beautiful redhead had always wanted to be a nurse, but less than a year after graduating nursing school she realized she had made a mistake.
Wearing white and caring for helpless children was her desire… not this Bed pans and the drool of lunatics filled her day The redhead was radiant and desired to flaunt her beauty. Green scrubs hardly highlighted her perfect body A week ago, Uta was accepted into stewardess school for UFTHANSA In 45 days, she would report and presumably be fitted with a slightly tight stewardess uniform happily displaying her perfect calves Hotels in Munich, Vienna, and London waited for her Along with those hotel stays rich businessmen and stud pilots were also part of this package.
Fate had another plan. Now, Uta Hagen prayed for death to arrive. Her blood was pooling on the floor. She was unable to move, pinned to a wall beside an elevator by a crossbow arrow. The projectile snipped her spine, the beauty was beautiful no more. Death was near, Uta figured she had two or three minutes of life left. While stepping onto the elevator with her best friend Josephine and that slut of an intern, Anna, the monster who shot her, had ignored her. That seemed such a long time ago.
Uta Hagen felt a soft hand on her left cheek… an angel coming to take her to Heaven? She opened her eyes and looked straight into the eyes of what appeared to be a prostitute: the leather coat, white halter top highlighting impressive cleavage, leather pants (which looked like Dr. Margot’s), and stilettos. The angel/prostitute spoke to her: “Which way did he go?”
Uta noticed the whore was clutching a steak knife. “You’re going to need a bigger knife! SUBLEVEL 4!” were the beauty’s last words in life. Her eyes motioned to the elevator. She died a second after uttering her final words. In an act of courtesy, Vendela Bjorlin yanked the projectile out of the wall. Uta’s torso fell to the ground… almost bloodless. Vendela snatched Uta’s access badge which hung around her neck. With it, she summoned the elevator. The cop knew whoever was on SUBLEVEL 4 would now know that someone had called the elevator.
30 seconds later, a ding indicated the arrival of the elevator.
The doors slid open.
“Bye bye sweetheart!” Vendela was indeed sorry at Uta’s fate The sultry cop walked into the elevator knowing that within a minute she would endure unimaginable rape and torture… then she would kill the brutish, bearded monster. With four naked beauties hauled into SUBLEVEL ’s corridor, Remmerswaal gave Inge Hammarstrom orders “Find the access codes of the other nine cells! They are at the nurse’s station by Cell ” Inge found them easily “Then, let everyone out, we’ll need their help” Everyone, more specifically, were nine maniacal- sex crazed nymphomaniachomicidal lunatics There is a scientific term for this community of patients, but that was hardly important now.
Inge opened all the cells A howling mob, all naked, gathered in the hall As they creeped near the four beauties, a ding caught their attention. Vendela, feeling trashy and vulnerable watched the area above the elevator doors.
SUBLEVEL SUBLEVEL SUBLEVEL and finally, with a ding SUBLEVEL .
Even before the doors opened completely, nine fungus covered, naked lunatics (all with elongated erections) flooded into the elevator A sweaty and smelly Swede who was a serial rapist until incarcerated ten years ago was the first to reach the sultry cop Vendela, out of reflex, struck hard and inserted her steak knife through the eye and into the brain of Cell ’s former occupant Unfortunately, Vendela’s fury ended there, at least for now. Eight rapists stripped the world’s most beautiful policewoman of all her clothes and undies They, then, yanked at all four of her limbs Still inside the elevator, over the next half hour, each of the surviving eight sex maniacs raped Vendela from the front, from the rear, and orally Soaked in lunatic man juices, Vendela refused to lose consciousness. “Halt!” A loud voice caught the attention of the lunatic horde “Off!” The attackers retreated Vendela was surprised to see her savior was not the monster With sticky juices smeared all over her entire body, Vendela gazed at the entrance of the elevator.
A wiry octogenarian with gray hair hanging down to his buttocks, naked, and erect, drooled over her.
“You’ll do… need another womb for my experiment… you will birth a new species… a species immune to all diseases… stronger than any living thing… you will mother a new breed of human!”
“Whatever, you, fucking lunatic!” Vendela had discarded her leadership and communication training Her adversarial tone was contradictory to the mandatory Jim Mitchell LeadershipandCommunicationTrainingthat was mandated to all Swedish law enforcement. Her adversarial tone also signaled her willingness to use nontraditional means in order to combat the mentally unbalanced offender. Being mentally unbalanced, Remmerswaal did not take kindly to sass He grabbed both of the nude and slimy cop’s ankles and dragged her into the corridor.
“All right friends!” Remmerswaal had everyone’s attention… even the four semen soaked babes on the floor He motioned to Josephine and Vendela, “Tie these two, the hooker and the nurse, to gurneys and make sure their legs are spread far apart, need to get at their groins The other three, keep raping them, need them filled to the brim with your love juices! Now!”
“Wait!” Remmerswaal had just noticed the corpse of Waldo in the elevator The former maniac had a knife sticking through his eye Remmerswaal still grabbing Vendela’s two ankles, spread her legs and delivered a vicious kick to her groin Vendela moaned “Inge! Get over here!”
The monster came over “Hey, she’s a cop!” Inge Hammarstrom sneered at Vendela and she sneered back Remmerswaal either howled or laughed, Vendela was not quite sure which.
“A cop!? Oh, this is perfect!” The mad scientist and former resident of Cell 9 looked incredibly pleased “My friend… er… what’s your name again?”
“I am Inge Hammarstrom!” Inge was all too happy to deliver this line again.
“Yeah, whatever, okay listen Inge Hammarstrom we don’t have much time am going to round up meds and surgical supplies You my friend, take the ladies into the room of water” Remmerswaal pointed to a door just behind the nurse’s station The room was four meters by four meters, all cement It had a drain on the floor and a firehose attached to the wall by its door The room was used to hose off urine and shit laden lunatics “Take our subjects into there and hose them off good, we have to get a move on That cop’s friends will probably be here soon”
Now, to the other lunatics who were raping Anna, Tuva, and Margreth “That’s it for now, you saints get in the elevator, there’s more raping to be done on the top floors!”
The lunatics obeyed Tuva, Margreth and Anna had undergone continuous penetration and groping over the past several minutes by the mad horde Each had a thin cocoon of lunatic semen encasing them Their sanity was gone, at least for now Inge went over to the pathetic beauties and dragged each one to the room of water Then, he came back for Josephine and Vendela These two, favorites of Remmerswaal were also dragged into the room of water The five were piled at the far end of the room Inge Hammarstrom turned a metal wheel The firehose instantly became erect as it rapidly uncoiled. The beast enjoyed what happened next By twisting the head of the nozzle, a powerful stream of cold water shot out of the firehose The beauties were helpless as the spurt of frigid water slammed them against the wall Inge’s sadistic side appeared again he aimed the hose at the groins of the ladies and for the next ten minutes he cleaned them off The beauties underwent humiliating torture.
When Inge finally turned the water off, a whirlpool of cold water, carrying lunatic semen, circled into the drain The, now clean, ladies were in no condition to get up.
Josephine did not know it, but still attached to her blonde hair by hairpins, was her traditional nurse’s hat. The humiliated babes were shivering and scared shitless except for Vendela She was shivering, but fear was not crippling her.
The sultry cop was scheming Somehow, she needed to get a sharp object and kill the monster and the lunatic She knew her moment would come, she just had to endure a little more.
Remmerswaal and Hammarstrom worked fast They were on a mission The mad geneticist, still naked, had filled a laundry hamper with syringes, medications, scalpels, clamps, etc. Hammarstrom filled another laundry hamper with babes, more specifically, Tuva, Anna, and Margreth Over his right shoulder he slung Josephine and over his left, Vendela. Remmerswaal looked at the eight, naked and mangy lunatics congregated at the elevator. He no longer had any use for them but felt some obligation for their future.
“Okay my friends There are more nurses on SUBLEVEL !” The horde cheered There were indeed three nurses on SUBLEVEL In the next few minutes, they would be gang raped unmercifully “Take this elevator to SUBLEVEL 3 and make them repent for their sexual deviances!” More cheering and in a few seconds the horde was on their way to SUBLEVEL .
A minute later Remmerswaal called back the elevator using Tuva’s access badge “Time to go!” He and Hammarstrom pushed their hampers on the elevator. Inge was still toting Josephine and Vendela when he boarded the elevator The laughing Remmerswaal pushed a button for SUBLEVEL Even though Remmerwaal had been locked in Cell he remembered the lay out of this castle asylum The loading dock could be accessed from SUBLEVEL The mad geneticist was anxious to commandeer a van The elevator doors opened and Hammarstrom burst out into the corridor first Despite hauling Vendela and Josephine, he still maneuvered his cross bow with ease The monster fired four projectiles Two nurses, and two orderlies died instantly from the impalements The two nurses got it in the back as they turned to run.
Hammarstrom was sad he did not get to rape them After a hike down a long hallway and out a fire exit door, the entourage reached the loading dock Waiting for them was a big gray van with NEW HORIZONS stenciled on each side.
“This’ll do my friend!” Remmerswaal was excited He turned around and went to the back of Hammarstrom Hung down the back shoulder of the monster brute, Josephine seemed to be half conscious her eyes were half open Tenderly, Remmerswall reached for her head with his left hand He placed his cold clammy hand on her right cheek “We have a long journey ahead of us my love, you rest and get strong” Josephine moaned in disgust.
Remmerswaal came back to the front of Hammarstrom and addressed him next “What did you say your name was, again?” Remmerswaal seemed to pay more attention to humans with wombs rather than humans with penises.
“I am Inge Hammarstrom!” The Swedish monster was happy to proclaim this.
“Right! Anyway, dump all of them on the ground and dress them The heat in these vans never works right I’m going to hot wire the thing and, then, know a place” This was a lie… Remmerswaal knew of no places.
Hammarstrom gently let Josephine and the Swedish cop onto the cement floor behind the van He, then, dumped over the hamper containing Tuva, Margreth and Anna The three ladies moaned in unison Their naked bodies hit the cold cement Also, in the hamper were their clothes and they fell on top of the trio The monster was very adept at dressing half unconscious beauties In high school he did this a lot to his high school’s synchronized swimming team, after their abductions of course Before turning them into vessels of mutant monstrosities, he would feel up their bodies and study their undergarments The 15 year old monster boy even developed a technique where he stimulated their sexual organs as he dressed and undressed them.
First up, Tuva! Inge Hammarstrom’s memory was a fine one. He picked through the garment pile and found some REDERICK S OF HOLLYWOOD undergarments a shiny red satin thong and a red satin bra! Those were Tuva’s.
He slipped the thong on slowly, making sure that his thumbs rubbed Tuva’s inner thighs as he pulled them up toward her groin Once at the groin those two probing thumbs felt their way into the intern’s vagina His thumbs began massaging and the rest of his fingers slid the thong above her hips Tuva cried in horror and Inge loved .
Margreth got the same treatment and she remained silent The nurse was not going to give the monster any satisfaction This annoyed Inge When his thumbs traveled into her vagina, he shoved them way up into her with brute force The nurse whimpered Hammarstrom, then, threw Margreth and Tuva’s bras in their faces He harshly ordered them “Put these on now or I’ll cut your nipples off!” The nurse and the intern complied.
Anna was with the program She found her undergarments and a new cocktail dress (the one she borrowed to Izabella) She slid them on and then, the leather boots that formerly belonged to Dr Margot.
Inge was annoyed he had a nice violation planned for Anna In anger, he slapped her hard; the blonde intern was again turned on.
Hammarstrom grabbed Josephine’s white nursing uniform, her nude stockings, shiny white bra, and hot pink belt Josephine lay flat on her back The monster was pleased that her traditional nursing hat was still on her head. He grabbed the area on the back on Josephine’s neck and sat her up He then reached into one of his bearskins and pulled out her red thong.
“You want me to put this back on you, slut!” Josephine cried “I will purify you for your master, cunt!”
With his right hand, IngeHammarstrom shoved the thong into Josephine’s face “Taste it! Smell it! Sin!”
Inge pushed so hard, that Josephine could not breath for a few seconds, until he withdrew them and replaced them in his bearskin.
“You need more purification!” Inge let Josephine drop back to the cement floor.
He rolled her over onto her front, stood over her, then, used the thin hot pink belt as a whip, and whipped Josephine’s buttocks dozens of times The belt was light and caused no physical damage, just more humiliation.
The lunatic picked up the rest of Josephine’s clothes and threw them at Vendela “Here, you dress her! can’t be bothered with a whore!”
Vendela crawled over to the humiliated and spent Josephine “That’s okay, my love I’ll dress you”
Vendela’s tone was loving Josephine opened her eyes all the way She stared into the cop’s face.
Vendela gave her a warm smile “Stay with me darling, we’ll kill him first” Josephine’s face lit up and Vendela added “After we castrate him”
The cop, with gentleness and respect, dressed the nurse and noticed her nametag. A sharp point… Vendela thought… We will be able to use that!
The tender moment was interrupted Inge Hammarstrom grabbed the naked cop by the ankles and dragged her away from the nurse He, then, picked her up as if he were going to body slam her, but this time threw her into the back doors of the van The impact caused the van to shake.
At that instant, the van started and from the front driver’s seat, Remmerswaal yelled: “Thank you my friend… are you almost done?
Hammarstrom growled “Five more minutes!”
The lunatic looked down at the floor to the wriggling cop “Are you going to arrest me now?”
He let out an evil laugh and flung his bearskins off He, then worked his way in between Vendela’s legs Vendela knew what was coming She was in no position to fight him off yet and waited for the super sized man organ to once again penetrate her womanhood The thing was too big for her.
Her insides were still in much pain as the monster inserted his organ and delivered a powerful pelvic thrust Vendela did not even whimper, she just passed out.
“Let us go!” In a victorious tone, the monster threw all the ladies into the back of the van and slid himself into the passenger seat next to Remmerswaal.
“Finland, here we come!” Remmerswaal laughed hysterically while driving the van away from the loading dock.
The five beauties lay in the back of the frigid van They did not know where Remerswaal was bringing them.
Inge Hammarstrom sat in the passenger’s seat in the front. The hulking lunatic occasionally looked back at the sultry and throbbing prisoners European Highway 4 was a scenic one but at this hour of the night the coastal views were difficult to see Crossing into Finland was easy, no border or customs gate hindered them.
Tuva and Margreth clad only in shiny REDERICK S OF HOLLYWOOD thongs and bras, were shivering The two worked their hands all over each other and became quite amorous and stimulated Anna looked at the erotic spectacle She was jealous By the double doors, Josephine was stroking the face of an unconscious Vendela. While Vendela was out, Josephine was determined to be her protector and even rested the cop’s head on her lap: “Hey, Josephine?” Anna had an idea “You want to make out?”
Josephine’s face tensed with disgust “No!”
Anna was determined “You have the best ass in the world All us interns and other nurses fantasized, when you weren’t around, about licking it and slapping … please?”
Josephine felt like throwing up “Stay away from me!”
Vendela stirred and opened her eyes, Josephine was relieved “Oh, my love, have you, don’t worry”
“Where are we?” Vendela winced. Her pelvic area was completely numb and throbbing. “It raped me again,” she began to cry in humiliation.
“Oh, my dear. I’m with you now. We’ll figure a way out of this.” Josephine was soothing. “A way out of fucking what!?” Anna was sarcastic and annoying. “We’re not getting out of this! Consider yourself the new play-toys for monsters!” Anna laughed. Tuva and Margreth petted each other harder. These two nymphos also began shoving their tongues into each other’s mouths.
Anna was becoming increasingly antagonistic: “Hey copper, you, fucking slut, why didn’t you arrest that monster when you had a chance?”
Josephine sneered at Anna and Anna stuck her middle finger up at her. She wasn’t through: “Come on, Josephine, let me eat your ass, I’ll leave you some nice bite marks!”
Anna’s tirade was short-lived. Braving excruciating pain, Vendela, in one quick and succinct motion, karate-kicked her foot into Anna’s left temple, rendering the intern unconscious.
The self-defense move had its cost. Vendela could feel the blood trickle out of her vagina and down her right thigh under her leather pants. She whimpered in pain and fear as Josephine cradled her head and caressed her upper arms: “Don’t worry my friend, I will take care of you.”
Vendela forced a smile and looked into Josephine’s eyes: “We’ll take care of each other.”
Vendela could feel the van veer right and slow down. She correctly surmised that it had left the highway and entered an exit ramp: “He’s stopping for gas!”
Tuva and Margreth stopped making out and looked at the cop. They heard the lunatics talking in the front seats.
“Where are we?” Inge Hammarstrom wasn’t paying attention to the road signs; he was busy looking for shooting stars and asteroids up above.
“Kemi! A real shithole!” In reality Remmerswaal didn’t know anything about Kemi.
The town of 20000 had two papermills At times, Kemi smelled like shit Fortunately for the local Fins, Chinese people liked shit and bought much of the town’s industry. It was just after midnight and the mad geneticist, still nude and still erect, had pulled the van off European Highway 8 and into an ABC petrol station.
Remmerswaal parked at a pump nearest the clerk’s store “I think my DINERS LUB card expired” It indeed had, back in January of 1984 “You wouldn’t have a credit card?” He directed this to Hammarstrom.
Hammarstrom never had a credit card and shook his head “I have something better!” The lunatic smiled at his mentor and winked A moment later, he got out of the passenger side of the van, scampered to the rear of the vehicle and opened the double doors The five beauties gave him a horrified look.
“I need a whore! You’ll do!” The lunatic grabbed Vendela by her blonde ponytail and yanked her out of the van Now Vendela was bleeding on the cold ground of a petrol station.
“No, please don’t take her, take me!” Josephine was horrified Vendela was losing too much blood The dying cop needed to be kept still.
Hammarstrom was not in the mood for negotiation He slammed the double doors shut again, stooped over the cop and grabbed her by the shoulder and the groin Holding her above his head, the monster lunatic walked over to the clerk’s island Vendela knew what was coming next... With a great heave, Hammarstrom sent Vendela into the plate glass window, shattering The blonde landed onto the floor of ABC petrol’s food mart. Fortunately for the Swedish cop, the leather coat and pants she was wearing shielded her body from cuts and bruises Despite the pain, the beauty would not allow herself to pass out… opportunity awaited.
Diesel, as his buddies called him, was a five foot one meth head.
At 110 pounds, the scrawny, greasy haired loser was the only employee on duty during the over night at the petrol station He was gazing at porn and squeezing his penis, when a sultry blonde clad in leather crashed through his window The babe landed at his feet He tossed away his nudie magazine and began stooping down to fondle the blonde’s boobs. “Not so fast shithead!”
The meth head looked up in horror He gasped as he saw a monster dressed in bearskins towering over him.
Diesel pissed in his pants An entire night’s worth of soft drinks soaked his underwear and denim jeans.
“If you turn on that gas pump right out there where the van is, she’ll suck your cock dry”
Diesel’s wet and stinky cock became rock hard “If you refuse, I’ll twist your head off”
Diesel nodded his head His arm extended to the area by the cash register The piss smelling meth head flipped the switch to pump number 1 to the ‘on’ position.
Inge gave the pathetic clerk a wide smile and looked down at the sultry cop “Suck his cock dry, you, whore!”
Inge, then, stomped on Vendela’s midsection sending more blood out of her vagina The lunatic departed the food mart to go pump gas Vendela ignored the throbbing and intense pain and got on all fours Diesel wasn’t used to having his cock sucked by women who looked like Vendela Most of his blow jobs came from toothless women who smelled like shit.
Vendela held her breath and undid the zipper of the urine soaked jeans She reached in and slid out Diesel’s man organ which was unusually long for such a puny man She slid the organ into her mouth and began massaging it with her tongue Both her hands worked their way up to his belt Diesel began to howl Vendela pulled his dirty tee shirt out of his jeans Her hands caressed his lower torso and belt area Diesel’s organ exploded: methhead semen flooded the cop’s mouth and exploded all over her face.
Against her reflexive desires, Vendela did not allow Diesel’s organ to leave her mouth The clerk was now singing Finland’s National Anthem as the sultry cop kept sucking Vendela’s hands continued working Diesel’s torso and groin area.
Five minutes later, Hammarstrom re entered the food mart A swift kick to Vendela’s midsection sent her flying across the shop into a rack of candy bars.
“You fucking cunt! Show some respect and stand for the national anthem” Inge
Hammarstrom ignored Diesel The brute went over to the sultry cop and dragged her by the ponytail back to the van.
Diesel, for the first time in his life had a glimpse of Heaven His high would last for hours. Not until three days later would he notice his Swiss Army knife and hunting knife were missing from the pouches on his belt.
With Vendela hauled away by that Hammarstrom lunatic, Josephine felt vulnerable She began sobbing After a few moments, Anna woke from her little nap The sounds emanating from Tuva and Margreth also served to wake Anna The other nurse and the other intern were now really going at Tuva’s fingers had slid under Margreth’s thong and worked their way into her vagina Margreth was howling, as if she too were a lunatic.
“Hey cunt, I’m eating your ass now!”
Josephine looked up in time to see Anna spring at her The pretty nurse with the perfect ass was helpless Anna bolted across the van and shot into Josephine’s chest Anna was a mad woman The intern took Josephine’s head in both her hands and slammed the back of it into the wall of the van As Tuva and Margreth continued with passionate lesbian sex, Anna stood up She reached down, grabbing Josephine’s ankles and pulled the angel in white away from the wall of the van Josephine was only half conscious and now lay flat on her back.
Anna’s hands continued to work she reached to the bottom hem of Josephine’s uniform and slid it up After removing the hot pink belt, she slid the nurse’s uniform up higher, so it now was tucked under Josephine’s armpits She, did the same to Josephine’s bra and spit on both the nurse’s breasts Then, the deviant intern slid Josephine’s nude stockings down to her ankles and rolled her over.
Anna seemed possessed. Josephine wondered if she would ever see her new friend, Vendela, again.
After rolling Josephine onto her front, Anna jumped between her legs With both hands, the sadistic intern pushed the nurse’s thighs apart She shoved her right index and middle finger up Josephine’s vagina as she stooped down and began licking the nurse’s ass. Josephine’s sobbing intensified. Anna’s fingering of her also intensified: her fingers viciously violated the nurse Next, she began biting Josephine’s right buttock.
Tuva and Margreth screamed in orgasm Remmerswaal’s always erect man organ became even more erect at this double sight.
Unable to just be a spectator, the mad geneticist bolted into the back of the van and grabbed the first piece of meat that he came in contact with… Margreth The force of Remmerswaal’s impact immediately separated the nurse from the intern Margreth’s shiny black undies spoke to Remmerswaal He wasted no time Margreth landed on the floor of the van next to Josephine and Anna Remmerswaal was laying on top of her The 80 yearold insane geneticist shoved his pelvis into Margreth who could not make a noise as his tongue filled her mouth The old man’s organ pushed Margret’s thong away It, then, traveled deep into her Remmerswaal’s erection never ceased and Margreth was helpless to slide away.
Paying no attention to the activity to her immediate right, Anna kept biting Josephine’s ass She added fingers to the violation Josephine was now screaming in bloody pain No one noticed the double doors of the van open Hammarstrom had returned with the cop. When he saw the orgy unfolding, he just smiled and grunted.
Still grabbing Vendela’s ponytail, he placed his other hand under her groin and picked her up He threw the cop back into the van.
Vendela was horrified to see her new friend being viciously raped and bitten She barely noticed Remmerswaal’s rape of Margreth Acting quick, she reached for her new weapons which were now in the right side pocket of her leather coat. Her plan was to save Josephine and slit the throats of Anna and Remmerswaal.
Tuva, clad in her shiny red thong and bra was feeling left out The rapes occurring in front of her were a turn on and she had to settle for masturbation to continue her own satisfaction That is until the cop landed next to her As Vendela reached into the coat pocket, a possessed Tuva pounced on top of her Still throbbing with intense pain, Vendela didn’t have the strength to get her off The cop’s right arm which was heading into her coat pocket was now pinned on the van floor with the force of her’s and Tuva’s weight. Vendela tried to order her off but Tuva’s tongue had already invaded her mouth. “This is so good, who did you blow?” Tuva was referring to the semen on Vendela’s face that she began licking off.
“Get off me ” Vendela was going to say, so we can escape, have a knife” Tuva’s tongue returned to Vendela’s mouth before she could get the second part of the sentence out Now Tuva was out of control with lust Vendela’s strength was non existent after the blood loss and the beatings she took.
Tuva, copying Anna, stripped the cop, slammed her head into the floor of the van, rolled her over, forced her thighs apart and shoved her fingers into Vendela’s wounded groin The red underwear clad intern then began biting the cop’s left buttock Vendela lost conscious.
Dr Joonas Petelius injected more antibiotic into the IV The patient was slowly improving, but not out of danger yet.
“Is she coming to?” The sweet voice asked the brilliant surgeon.
“I think so, but she’ll be very weak” Dr Petelius was genuinely concerned about this patient She was beautiful and had obviously been through a nightmare “The infection has been beaten back and her temperature is almost normal Still, go easy on her”
The beautiful brunette took a chair next to the bed, “Can you hear me, sweetie?”
Vendela Bjorlin tried to open her eyes Slowly her lids raised Now her beautiful blues were visible.
“Awww, your eyes are stunning Do you know your name?” The brunette vixen clad in a tight stretch vinyl catsuit had a comforting voice. Vendela, the bedridden cop, was comforted by her. She tried to say something but only a scratchy rasp came out of her mouth.
Ooooh here,” the mysterious beauty raised a cup of water with a bendable straw to Vendela’s lips “Slowly… slowly… that’s ” Vendela followed instructions well She sipped the water which felt so good as it traveled down her throat “Now, does that feel better?”
Vendela’s eyes were beginning to focus The cop, then, saw a beautiful woman with the warmest of smiles peering down at her.
“You’re not a nurse?” Vendela was confused and still not fully aware of her surroundings. “Mercy, no!” The vinyl clad vixen laughed “Here, take another sip or two, real slow, my sweet” The vixen was gentle.
“I’m Vendela Bjorlin” Vendela’s voice was weak, but slowly coming back to normal. The vixen gave her a sad look, “Yes, thought so You’re the cop… from Sweden” The vixen put the cup of water on a bedside stand and leaned in She squeezed the top of Vendela’s right arm, “Everything’s going to be fine”
“Who are you, and where am I?” Memories began cascading back. With no warning a stream of tears flooded out of Vendela’s eyes.
“Oh, my sweet! Yes, let it all out, you have been through so much That’s okay”
The vixen slid onto the bed and embraced Vendela who continued sobbing Several minutes later the vixen asked, “I can give you some valium?”
“No… no” Vendela was confused This beautiful vixen was not a nurse and she could tell she was not in a hospital “I have to help Josephine… please, have to go find Josephine! They’ll kill her!”
“I know, know First you need to get well” Tears welled up in the vixen’s eyes She could not imagine the horror that Vendela had just survived. Vendela picked up on the vixen’s tears, “but… who are you?”
The vixen in vinyl slid back down in the chair, “You mind?” She picked up the cup of water and Vendela nodded The mysterious woman, then, took a few sips from the same straw Vendela had just sipped on “Oh, that’s good! My name is Kyra and you are on my yacht, The Sea Vixen” Vendela could feel her strength returning “You were left for dead at a petrol station in Kemi just off Highway That is where found you You were alone and your pulse was barely detectable am guessing the fiends who took you believed you were dead”
Dr Joonas Petelius is a fine surgeon so brought you back to my ship so he could save you. You had massive internal hemorrhaging, a bad infection, a concussion, several cracked ribs… and ” Kyra began crying, I’m so sorry, my sweet… injuries consistent with being gang… er… sexually assaulted” Kyra lost Her sobs prevented her from going any further “I am so sorry It must have been horrible”
Vendela reached out her right hand and placed it over Kyra’s left hand “It’s okay, you saved me, I’ll be fine” The two beauties smiled at each other.
Kyra looked at Vendela sadly She decided to lighten the moment “Hey, whattya say you hurry and get well… know a couple of hunks at the marina, we’ll get shitfaced and screw their brains out!”
Both ladies now cried with laughter 30 seconds later, Vendela’s sedative took hold.
“She’ll want to come with you, you know” Dr Petelius moved forward from the shadows of Kyra’s stateroom Vendela’s hospital bed had overtaken the décor, but Kyra had insisted she be brought in there.
“I know” Kyra feared that Vendela would not be healthy enough “They raped her, doctor… it’s only natural she’d want to castrate them… and kill them” Dr Joonas Petelius put his arm around Kyra’s shoulder The tall handsome surgeon pulled her tight into him Kyra cooed “Take me into the shower Joonas… ravage me… do it now” Joonas obeyed.
Moa Helin was beautiful The 28 year old nurse at Oulu University Hospital was a bit old fashioned… at least in wardrobe She eschewed the green scrubs in favor of a white nurse’s uniform, white hose, and white shiny shoes Her traditional nurse’s hat and hairpins held up her long light brown hair Her shift was now over, and she needed to rush to a photographer Off duty, Moa Helin was a pin up model… and part time bikini and lingerie model.
Moa pulled her purse from her locker next to the nurse’s lounge The sultry nurse hurried out the rear exit which led to the employee parking lot Moa had no reason to fear as the lot was guarded by a security guy stationed in a shack at the lot’s entrance However, on this particular evening, the guard lay dead on the floor of the shack with an arrow through his neck.
Moa fumbled in her purse for her car keys She never saw the huge hand which grabbed her by the neck The hand hurled her over three cars and into the side of an ambulance. Moa was stunned She never thought to scream.
“I am Inge Hammarstrom!”
Moa looked up at a huge monster draped in bearskins
The thing pointed a crossbow at her “If you want to live, take your clothes off!”
The nurse/pin up model did not comprehend the monster’s orders and screamed.
Hammarstrom slung his crossbow over his shoulder again
The hulking lunatic reached down and picked Moa up by the neck “You will repent!”
Moa gasped for air
The brute knelt on one knee and slung her over his right knee “Repent!”
The monster spanked Moa in the rear a dozen times She kept screaming, this time in pain.
Hammarstrom pulled up her nurse’s uniform, up to her waste and pulled down her white pantyhose, revealing a shiny blue thong.
“Sinner!” Hammarstrom pulled the thong off with a great rip Moa moaned The lunatic shoved the torn thong into her face and taunted her “You whore! You’re not a nurse, you’re a dirty whore!”
The brute shoved the remains of the thong into Moa’s mouth.
Moa was now paralyzed with fright Hammarstrom laid her on the cold ground next to the ambulance He quickly took off Moa’s uniform, bra, shoes, and pantyhose Moa prayed she would lose conscious she knew what was coming The big lunatic flipped off his bearskins and forced his way between Moa’s thighs. Moa, spitting out her thong, finally was able to speak “Please no! It won’t fit!”
Hammarstrom ignored her He shoved his entire man organ into Moa Moa screamed and finally lost conscious The monster lunatic kept thrusting his penis into Moa for another five minutes before withdrawing Still quite erect, he rolled the limp Moa onto her front A vicious anal rape ensued over the next five minutes.
When he again withdrew, he arose, collected the uniform, and spat at the naked nurse: “Whore!”
Moa Helin would die a half hour later, naked, in the employee parking lot.
“Okay, get dressed!” Dr Petelius was impressed Vendela had one of the best bodies he had ever seen.
“I guess can’t proposition you, Doc?” Vendela loved having Joonas hands all over her, though in this case, it was to assess the severity of her rib injuries.
“No, you can’t!” Kyra came into the room smiling She put both her hands on Joonas’ shoulders and gave him a big, wet kiss “Okay honey, will you leave us girls alone, we have some women’s stuff to talk about” Joonas smiled and obeyed.
“He says I’m fine!” Vendela was beaming.
“I heard you two through the intercom, that’s not exactly what he said” Kyra had a protective tone.
“The ribs are healing, the antibiotics worked, my insides aren’t bleeding… and I’m not pregnant” Vendela knew Kyra and Joonas were her friends but had not asked any probing questions.
“Vendela, my dear ” Kyra looked worried as she was about to bring up some uncomfortable subjects “Vendela ”
“That’s okay, you can be blunt… we’re besties… aren’t we?” Vendela’s smile melted Kyra. Kyra let out a nervous laugh, “We are! Yes!” Vendela looked straight into Kyra’s eyes, “Vendela, you are listed as missing, feared dead by Swedish authorities Massive amounts of your blood were found from Nikkala into Finland, and all down Highways four and eight”
Vendela nodded, and Kyra continued “A lovely young nurse was found dead, brutally raped, and naked at the university hospital in Oulu… do you know anything about that”
“It’s them!” This was almost a scream from Vendela “They wanted her uniform… it means Josephine is still alive. They like nurses in white uniforms, not scrubs! They have special plans for Josephine, we have to save her!” Vendela was pleading.
“Okay, I’ll go ” Kyra was interrupted.
“We’ll go, you need me!” Vendela was insistent “You know won’t let you go without me. Besides, they think I’m dead, that’ll be useful to you”
“Oh honey,” Kyra put her hands on Vendela’s upper arms, “I just don’t want you to be hurt again”
“Fix me up with one of those leather catsuits and let’s go!” Vendela felt fashionable again. Kyra corrected her “Stretch vinyl, actually… they wear better and are less constricting”
“Whatever!” Vendela didn’t like to be corrected.
Kyra was quick, her right hand shot to Vendela’s face to slap her left cheek The Swedish cop caught the Fin’s hand inches from her face.
“Nice! You are ready” Kyra’s was impressed at Vendela’s reflexes.
Vendela smiled “Can lay Joonas before we go?”
“No!” Kyra was adamant.
“They’re heading east, we leave at midnight Get some rest!” Kyra knew Vendela was ready but also knew what the lunatic and the mad scientist were capable of.
Josephine’s white uniform and all its accoutrements were soiled and torn Completely ruined.
“She must wear white!” Demanded Remmerswaal The New Horizons van hugged the Finnish west coast, the next stop was a hospital. Remmerswaal directed the lunatic Hammarstrom to go find a white nurse’s uniform He did, and no questions were asked. In his usual manner, the lunatic violated and groped Josephine He put on the shiny blue thong, pantyhose, uniform, hat, and shoes The hot pink belt had been salvaged Josephine was now an angel in white again This was important to the octogenarian madman. Josephine knew the name of the former owner of the uniform.
The pinned on nametag identified her as Moa Helin There was no doubt in Josephine’s mind that Moa had recently met an excruciating demise The smell of coconut shower gel that emanated from the uniform made Josephine even more sad for the fate of the beautiful Finnish nurse.
Josephine tried to stay focused. Last evening, Vendela lay dying in her arms as Hammarstrom threw her out of the moving van.
Vendela’s pulse waned and had almost stopped when the van pulled away from the petrol station Hammarstrom saw the blood flooding out of Vendela’s groin The lunatic assumed she was already dead Remmerswaal sped away, the lunatic opened the rear doors of the van and tossed the cop out onto the dark road.
For the next six hours, Tuva and Anna (the two interns), viciously lesbian raped Josephine and Margreth They stopped for a half hour while the lunatic retrieved the uniform.
Josephine was dressed in white again, so Remmerswaal gave Anna specific instructions: “Hands off the angel, she’s mine!”
This was not good news for Margreth Tuva and Anna, looking for more deviance, then, raped her for several more hours Anna, when not bumping and grinding Margreth wore the leather coat she took from Vendela.
Josephine’s hands were bound behind her Her ankles were tied together Somehow, she thought I’mgoingtosurvivethisandkilleveryoneelseinthisvan…somehow” Occasionally the van would stop Anna would, then, get out Josephine correctly surmised it was for gas and Anna’s blow jobs acted as a credit card would Anna always returned to the van with a slimy face… the bitch (thought Josephine) looked like she liked .
Margreth lay flat on the van floor Her shiny black undergarments still highlighted her body well. Any expression on her face was gone. The nurse was obviously in shock.
Josephine looked down at her and so wished she could help her Untied, Margreth was in no position to escape or help Josephine In a moment or two, Anna and Tuva would return to their side of the van and rape Margreth again.
Minttu Tola gently ran her fingers up and down her crotch area, through her tight black trousers On the desk beside her were old editions of Cosmopolitan Minttu was reading about stimulating orgasms during masturbation. The border guard in Nuijamaa was manning the midnight 10 00 pm to 00 am) shift The extra money was not quite worth the boredom so Minttu brought her own amusement She began massaging slightly harder. The sultry Fin thought about her undergarments that lay underneath her Finnish Border Guard uniform They were white nylon stockings, a nice garter belt and a white thong Her bra was a push up, though her breasts (augmented by saline implants) needed no enhancement Traffic during this shift was light and after midnight would be non existent. Minttu continued to rub The increasingly aroused babe imagined herself as a Swedish nurse imprisoned by the Nazis. In her white naughty undergarments, a sultry Nazi dominatrix with shiny black boots whipped her unmercifully This fantasy had Minttu screaming, “Yes! Whip me! Harder!”
Minttu was jolted back to reality She spotted headlights in the distance “Okay, time to go back to work!”
Out of breath and sweating slightly, Minttu was not too disappointed Just past 11 00 pm now, she would get her chance to be whipped in an hour or two Besides, there was always a possibility that the van contained a Russian football team The last time the Russian team crossed this border, Minttu was able to play out her gang rape by Soviet Soldiersfantasy Clad in a tight white blouse, with the top four buttons undone to show off her implants, a leather tactical belt carrying a dagger in its holster, handcuffs, and a pepper spray cannister, and of course the non regulation thigh high black leather boots, Minttu walked outside her shack.
The van was moving slowly Minttu had no idea it was because the occupants were plotting her abduction and rape “Hurry up asshole, have people to see and places to go!”
She whispered this under her breath though she was not kidding At 12 30am she would walk to the Russian border, about 50 meters past the shack There, a meeting would occur with her Russian counterpart, Irina Irina would rip off Minttu’s uniform and boots and throw her to the ground Clad in white naughties Minttu would beg for mercy Irina would then strip out of her uniform Typically, Irina would be in black satin naughties and black leather boots Irina would whip or spank Minttu and the role play would grow more deviant from there Doing it on the Finland Russia border made it so much kinkier. The van moved next to the guard shack but Minttu could not see inside She noticed “New Horizons” stenciled on the driver’s side door This disappointed her She was in the mood to be gang raped by Russian athletes Feeling sexy and vulnerable the submissive wannabe strode to the driver’s side window Whoever was in there, she figured, would at least fantasize about raping her.
“Hello?” Minttu barely got out the word “hello” when the window rolled down and a naked, gray haired octogenarian shot out at her The mad geneticist shot into Minttu’s chest His weight and momentum pinned her on the cement Minttu had not expected this. The fiend smelled bad, like vomit and shit. Before she could speak, Remmerswaal unclipped the pepper spray from Minttu’s leather belt He shot its load into her eyes, mouth and up her nostrils The swelling membranes made it impossible for Minttu to scream.
“Ha! Slut! No, cunt! Hammarstrom take over!” Remmerswaal was done, he would allow his understudy to have a new play toy.
Hammarstrom picked Minttu up by her long red hair and placed his left hand under her groin Now gasping for air and in intense pain, Minttu never saw what would happen to her in the next few minutes The lunatic of the north picked the Finnish border vixen above his head and slammed her into the side of the van, face first Minttu was unconscious She fell to the side of the van.
While Hammarstrom was owning Minttu Remmerswaal walked into Minttu’s guard shack. He secured a ball gag, some rope, and a cannister of whipped cream.
Minttu was very much alive and at the mercy of the lunatic that was now groping her inert body.
The lunatic stopped when his master called from inside the shack “Hey… er… whatever your name is, we’ll tie her to the front of the van, it needs a hood ornament, anyway”
Minttu would soon regain conscious but not before a ball gag was inserted in her mouth. The guard’s booted legs were secured with rope to the front bumper Her two arms were secured by rope (which traveled over the roof of the van) all the way to the rear fender. “Russia! Here we come!” Remmerswaal was ecstatic.
“My, my… let me look at you,” Kyra was impressed “You are beautiful!” Kyra stepped over to Vendela The Swedish cop was standing in the stateroom She had just put on the stretch vinyl, black catsuit Kyra could not keep her hands off her Kyra’s hands caressed Vendela’s upper arms.
“Are you two becoming lesbians!” Joonas surprised both vixens “Step away, my love, I have to finish accessorizing our police friend!” Kyra hesitantly moved away Joonas took her place.
“Hi big boy, how about some rough sex before leave?” Vendela’s flare for flirting was returning.
“No!” Kyra was smiling “He’s mine Bitch!”
Both women laughed.
“Put your right leg up on this chair” Joonas reached out for Vendela’s right thigh He held a black tactical holster and buckled it onto her upper leg Vendela loved the feel of Joonas’ hands on her leg Despite Kyra’s warning, she looked seductively at the doctor.
“You are unbelievable! Get your own guy!” Kyra stepped back into the game “Here Joonas, give me that! “Okay, my Swedish friend, put your other leg on this chair now!”
Vendela obeyed “Are you going to feel me up now?” She was now teasing Kyra.
“You wish!” Kyra was putting on a teasing tone She then placed a black tactical holster on the cop’s left thigh “Just a moment, love,” the mysterious vixen filled the holster on the left leg with a dagger “Okay, gimme your right leg again!”
“Yes Ma’am!” Vendela was having fun with her two new friends She almost stopped smiling when she suddenly realized she had no idea who these two were What was this yacht? How did they find her? Why were they seeking the asylum escapee and the lunatic?
Kyra filled the right legged holster with a Glock 23 handgun “There, step down!” Kyra began to tear up.
“Kyra, no, please don’t cry!” Vendela did not want her new friend to be sad.
“Vendela, my dear… don’t want anything to happen to you” Tears now streamed down Kyra’s face.
Vendela stepped into Kyra and embraced her. The sight of the two catsuited vixens embracing caused Joonas an erection.
“No! You’ll protect me! promise to listen to all your orders” The policewoman was also tearing up.
“Listen Vendela… this isn’t a game” Kyra looked sternly into Vendela’s eyes “You are going to have to forget all your training You tried that before and it nearly got you killed. It got you gang raped and left for dead, in fact Now, you will have to reach down deep into yourself and be prepared to do what you are capable of doing, not what you think you should do… do you understand?”
Vendela lied “Yes, think so”
Kyra smiled “No… you couldn’t Very soon, though, you will understand… and you won’t like … you will be changed forever, and you may not like the change” “I have to do this!” Vendela was determined.
Kryra wiped away the tears on Vendela’s face, “I know… know ” Both beauties took a deep breath Kyra grabbed Vendela’s upper arm and led her to the now empty hospital bed. On the bed, a large map of northern Europe was spread.
“You see the Swedish Finnish border up here They took you along the coast of the Gulf of Bothnia… straight down to where we are now They were bold and stayed on the main highways… Four and Eight” Vendela listened intently and studied the map.
Kyra continued “We picked you up in Kemi, here” Vendela wanted to ask Kyra why she was in Kemi but did not “I was going to kill Remmerswaal in Kemi, but you showed up” Vendela was agape.
“You saved me instead” Vendela was shocked.
“Of course!” Kyra caressed Vendela’s upper arm “Instead of pursuing them, carried you to a motorized dinghy at the coast The Sea Vixen was only ten miles out to sea If got you here five minutes later… well… let’s not think about that” Kyra teared up again.
Vendela was shocked Kyra and Joonas had saved her life and sacrificed so much to do . Still, the cop knew little about them.
Kyra’s finger traced a line southward on the map “I know where they’re headed, so we sailed southward to Oula”
“Wait!” Vendela had a question “How do you know where they’re going? They don’t even know! They’re insane!”
Joonas chirped in “Birds”
“What!?” Vendela was not following.
Kyra gave Joonas a nod, signaling him to continue.
“It’s really quite simple. The seasonal migration patterns of most bird species in Scandinavia are very predictable They will travel southeast toward the Black Sea and Caspian Sea” Joonas noticed Vendela’s facial expression “You follow?”
“No! Should I?” Vendela hoped she was not sounding disrespectful She dearly valued her two new friends.
Joonas smiled warmly and continued “You see my dear, Remmerswaal and Hammarstrom are criminally insane You are quite right… they do not know where they are going We do, however” Joonas looked pleased with himself.
“How!?” Vendela was wide eyed and confused.
“You see, my dear,” Joonas wanted Vendela to understand, “the criminally insane always look at the birds They don’t know they’re doing it, but they always do”
Kyra took over and motioned Vendela’s stare back to the map “The bird patterns, after hugging the coast of the Gulf of Bothnia, will veer eastward across Finland and into Russia right here!”
Vendela looked down and saw Kyra’s index finger pointing to a border town named Nuijamaa.
Vendela was still in disbelief “What if you’re wrong… this all seems far fetched”
Kyra again nodded to Joonas: “We’re not wrong, unfortunately. A half hour ago we intercepted a radio broadcast about some trouble at Nuijamaa A female Finnish border guard and a female Russian border guard are missing”
The cop in Vendela was coming out “A radio broadcast? Like the evening news… or the police?”
Kyra and Joonas looked at each other and this time Kyra spoke “No, someone else”
Vendela was terrific at the obvious question “Who?”
Kyra ran her long fingers through Vendela’s blonde hair “Oh my love… you don’t want to know”
Vendela heard a helicopter “Is that for us?”
“Yes, my sweet, it’s time Please, Vendela, one last time beg you to stay here” Kyra knew what Vendela’s answer would be.
“Hey! Someone has to watch out for you!” Vendela gave Kyra a big smile She turned to say good bye to Joonas The blonde vixen was shocked to see him crying like a baby.
Joonas cracked voice addressed Kyra “Please my love, be careful… can’t go on without you” Kyra bolted toward the doctor and embraced him.
“Soon, my love I’ll be back Then, we’ll be married Unless Remmerswaal dies, we’ll never be able to get married” Kyra tenderly wiped the tears off Joonas face.
Vendela thought about asking what Remmerswaal’s death had to do with their wedding date, but decided silence was best now.
The two catsuited babes headed on deck The helipad was toward the rear of The Sea
Vixen Kyra held Vendela’s hand and guided her onto a small black helicopter Vendela almost cried as she saw Kyra and Joonas embracing each other When Kyra hopped onto the helicopter an unseen pilot lifted off.
“We’re going to Russia Russia doesn’t want us there Remmerswaal will kill us if he finds us before we find him To make matters worse… those aren’t our biggest problems” Kyra looked confident.
Ummm ” Vendela wasn’t sure she heard Kyra correctly, … Well… then what is our biggest problem?”
Kyra put her right arm around Vendela as the helicopter lifted and jutted eastward “The Conglomeration
A half hour before a mysterious helicopter lifted off a mysterious yacht in the Gulf of Bothnia, Irina Golokov was contemplating vicious role playing Like her counterpart on the Finnish side of the border, she was solo on the midnight shift The Russian side of the border, at this hour, was as boring as the Finnish side Irina was preparing to walk out of her shack to meet Minttu at the border The two had become great friends Minttu’s desire to explore her own sexuality fit right into Irina’s desire to practice vicious BDSM. Underneath her uniform, Irina was clad in a black leather BDSM suit. The luscious Russian border guard began breathing heavy She pushed away her chair from the desk She thought about Minttu in Finland and fantasized about slapping her Finnish counterpart.
Irina’s right hand traveled to her groin she began rubbing gently In a few minutes, she would walk outside to meet her Finnish submissive. Irina threw off her hat and long, curly, blonde hair fell past her shoulders The Russian dominatrix was not concerned about professionalism. Her sparkly purple lipstick and eyeshadow signaled deviance While rubbing her groin harder, Irina moaned “Oh Minttu!
I’m going to piss in your face! Bark like a dog!” The fantasy being played out in Irina’s mind was a good one.
“Shit!” Irina hated interruptions A van was approaching from the Finnish side of the border “No one wants me to come to orgasm today!” The annoyed Russian vixen shot up out of her chair and walked outside. Her spirits lifted slightly as she saw a van approaching Maybe it was that Russian football team Irina hoped so She would not let them pass until they gang raped her The van drew closer.
Irina gasped the van stopped five meters in front of her Minttu No!” Her darling Finnish sex toy was tied to the front of the van Frozen for just a moment, the Russian finally let out a scream Too late An unseen monster had snuck behind her and grabbed her by the flowing blonde hair The monster’s other hand reached into Irina’s groin The beast, then, hurled Irina over his head and sent her flying, lengthwise, over the van.
Irina landed a few meters past the rear of the New Horizons van She was conscious but in intense pain Her left shoulder was screaming She had landed on Very much aware, Irina saw the two rear doors of the van open A trashy blonde wearing a full length leather coat and a babe wearing red REDERICK S OF HOLLYWOOD undergarments stormed out The two beauties pounced on top of the owned border guard. What irony! The only words that came to Irina’s mind were from her favorite role playing fantasy “No please! beg you! I’ll do anything… just don’t kill me”
Anna and Tuva laughed maniacally Tuva slapped her prey. Minttu!” Irina knew Minttu was not going to answer.
Anna licked Irina’s face.
“Get off me you whore!” The Russian babe knew these two were going to kill her.
Anna kept licking the face of the incapacitated border babe Irina cried and this served to turn on Anna and Tuva even more “Your face needs something,” Anna was taunting her prey “Tuva! Help me out!” Clad in her red shiny panties and bra, the nursing intern was eager to help the other nursing intern Tuva brought a can of whipped cream to within a few centimeters of Irina’s face.
She squirted the whipped cream, so Irina’s face was covered within a few seconds Anna quickly licked the sweet stuff off Irina screamed in horror as Anna yelled “Again!”
Tuva sprayed Irina’s gorgeous face again Anna licked it off again This process repeated itself five more times.
“This isn’t good for my diet, cunt!” Tuva was now laughing maniacally Irina continued to scream Tuva put her right hand inside the front of Irina’s black leather tactical belt She pulled up Tuva had an idea… a perverted, one. The red underwear clad vixen shoved the whipped cream nozzle under Irina’s pants Facing Irina’s groin, the whipped cream shot a load into the groin of the beset Russian.
“Don’t worry bitch, I’ll lick that up later!” Anna was merciless Both nursing interns were thrown off Irina The monster now stood over her Irina was crying and paralyzed with fear and pain The beast roared “I am Inge Hammarstrom!”
Irina’s response was more screaming The lunatic admired her thigh high shiny leather boots He grabbed irina by the ankles, pulled her up and swung her over his head The Russian babe landed with a hard thud on the roof of the van Unable to move, but very conscious, she did not resist the monster Inge tied her spread eagle on the roof of the van. Anna and Tuva were now gang raping Margreth again The whipped cream was an added treat for the two interns Conscious again, Margreth just cried and whimpered. Remmerswaal spoke “Let’s go!”
A few moments later, the border guard adorned van moved into Russia and veered southeast.
Vendela was beginning to breathe heavy as her stretch vinyl covered right thigh pressed against Kyra’s stretch vinyl covered left thigh “I’m not a good person, Vendela”
The Swedish cop listened intently while her new friend was bringing her up to speed.
“I kill people That’s what do I’m sent a name… find them… kill them”
Vendela was agape.
“I guess ‘international assassin’ is the best term for that” Kyra was coming clean. “If you killed them, then, they probably had it coming ” Vendela could not imagine her new friend as evil.
“Well, I’m sure you’re right,” Kyra appreciated her new friend’s trust “I was hired by The Conglomeration two years ago” Kyra saw Vendela’s confused face at the mention of her employer “The Conglomeration is made up of two dozen billionaires All of them head pharmaceutical and medical companies”
Kyra could have said so much more but she knew their time was short In a half hour, the chopper would deposit her and Vendela outside of Saint Petersburg. Vendela was all ears.
“For decades, The Conglomeration has been monitoring Remmerswaal. In 1980, they collected all his research and books. Back then, they claimed that Remmerswaal’s experiments were so ghastly… well, they wanted to collect all semblances of them to ensure they were never carried out”
The Swedish cop was horrified “Experiments? To do what?”
Kyra became somber “I am so sorry, my love Shortly, you’ll see You would never believe me if told you” Kyra was almost in tears while mentioning ‘the experiments’
The chopper sped eastward across Finland From Oula it traveled toward the Russian border, near Hossa As soon as it reached the Russian border, an altitude of 200 meters, the thing veered southward The sudden change in direction caused Vendela to end up in Kyra’s lap Kyra smiled “Oh my, at least buy me a drink first”
Vendela blushed “We changed direction”
“We crossed into Russia and now we’re headed to Saint Petersburg On the outskirts, there is an abandoned prison… birds dwell there during migration… that’s where our targets are going”
“They’re going to set up their experiments there!” Vendela was now afraid, “What are they going to do to Josephine!?”
Kyra’s face now emanated fear “Vendela, my love, if we don’t act fast… well… Josephine needs us to hurry ”
The night sky was slowly giving way to dawn Vendela was horrified at what might be happening to Josephine She had promised to protect her The Swedish cop looked into Kyra’s eyes.
Kyra saw the sadness and horror in her friend’s eyes “Look Vendela… when we land, stay with me As long as you stay close to me, you’ll be fine No splitting up or they’ll capture us and… well, no splitting up, you hear me?”
Vendela did not have time to answer A loud boom rendered both catsuited beauties deaf. Momentum pinned Vendela against the wall of the chopper Directly across from the cop, Kyra was pinned to the opposite wall Vendela tried to make a noise A vacuum had sucked all the air out of her She tried to focus on Kyra Then, Kyra was gone The wall of the chopper on Kyra’s side was sucked out into the night air Flames emanated from where the pilot was flying this bird Vendela lost consciousness as the chopper disintegrated and crashed.
Saint Petersburg rested on the Neva River connecting Lake Ladoga (to the east) to The Gulf of Finland (to the west) The Kresta Prison, a Byzantine structure, rested on this river. The 18th Century prison was a dinosaur The Russians finally built a replacement A few years ago, the remaining 1100 prisoners were moved to a new facility.
Still, the cavernous structure would have been too expensive to raze. Bird colonies migrating to the Black Sea used it as a rest stop At the height of its importance, Stalin used Kresta Prison During Stalin’s reign of terror, 11000 prisoners were locked up there. Unbeknownst to anyone in western Russia, the prison was in use again Over a thousand cells, most contained birds However, in East Cell Block, new occupants arrived East 202 now contained Josephine. Her crime? Becoming a whore and a slut… so sayeth Remmerswaal the lawgiver East 210 now contained Nurse Margreth Her crime? Being a dirty whore… so sayeth Remmerswaal the lawgiver East 218 now contained Minttu the Finnish border guard Her crime? Being a dirty slut and whoring across country borders… so sayeth Remmerswaal the lawgiver East 222 now contained Irina the Russian border guard Her crime? Whoring and slutting… so sayeth Remmerswaal the lawgiver. Two trustees, Anna and Tuva, monitored the East Cell Block halls the nursing interns believed they had chosen the right side Remmerswaal spared them, for now The two beauties had repented to Hammarstrom That had to be worth something… so sayeth Remmerswaal the lawgiver.
The two naughty interns taunted the prisoners They humiliated them Soon, they would begin prepping them for Remmerswaal. This wasn’t Remmerswaal’s first go around at world domination (actually it was, but the genius was delusional) The ever pragmatic and wise geneticist had Anna and Tuva prepare East 230 and East 236 Somehow, he knew others were on their way.
On the first floor of East Cell Block, Remmerswaa commandeered the guard’s station Still refusing to wear clothes, the mad geneticist admired the permanent erection between his legs He would quickly pay a visit to the naughty border guards He feared repentance was not an option for them.
“I’m ready to begin!”
This shout fell on deaf ears No matter, the mad scientist fumbled through the MutantMan comic that Inge Hammarstron gave him The comic was opened to page 33 to a section called “step Get a Babe”
Remmerswaal was indeed ready… to pick a babe.
The mad geneticist leafed through the comic book “Ah yes, now remember!”
The babe needed to have been raped recently (page 34 MutantMan.
The babe needed to be of a nubile age (page 34 MutantMan.
The babe needed to have her senses blunted by intense fear and desperation (page 35, MutantMan.
This last point was important The selected babe would not be able to take in any kind of anesthetic.
Inge Hammarstrom my friend! need you!”
There was no answer No one knew better than Remmerswaal that good help was hard to find.
“Bollocks!”
Remmerswaal suddenly remembered. He sent Hammarstrom out to investigate a mysterious fireball in the sky just before dawn.
The naked geneticist flew out of his office He took two stairs at once and sashayed onto the second level of East Cell Block He arrived at Cell 210… Margreth’s cell.
The beautiful nurse looked so fine in her black undies Laying on the floor, she was defenseless Remmerswaal entered He pounced on Margreth his erection got busy. Over the next 45 minutes, Remmerswaal raped Margreth Orally, anally, and up her vagina, the mad geneticist deposited much of his semen into the pathetic nurse Margreth’s will to fight and live was long gone Remmerswaal’s man juices covered her and soaked her hair. He dragged the nurse out of the cell by her hair and down the stairs. Margreth would be the first.
Michael Steele never failed The Conglomeration. In Saint Petersburg, the commando intended to work fast and return to Scandinavia His proclivity with rocket launchers proved true as he brought down the chopper several minutes ago Killing that Swedish cop and Kyra was easy Dawn was just minutes away The hulking brute trudged through the Neva River No one could have survived that explosion Nevertheless, Steele needed to confirm the kills 10 meters into the river he trudged, knee deep, toward the chopper’s wreckage.
“Bingo!” Steele could not believe how easy this was The corpse of the Swedish cop lay in the water, face down Her broken body was strewn along with the wreckage 200 meters east of that abandoned prison.
Michael Steele felt a tinge of sadness He was hoping to rape Officer Vendela Bjorlin before offing her The former babe was floating on the surface. Now waist deep, Steele examined the body She was a babe, he thought The commando slung his M 4 rifle back over his shoulder With his right hand he touched the buttocks of Vendela Even through the catsuit, her buttocks turned him on “What a waste!”
Michael Steele was capable, though not incredibly intelligent. He spent two years in America’s National Football League before being banned for abusing Performance
Enhancing Drugs After raping two of his former team’s cheerleaders, he found himself in prison. Then, his luck changed. A mysterious medical organization busted him out of prison They made him an offer he could not refuse “Work for us… or go back to jail” Steele loved the work He was able to shoot a lot of people The Conglomeration fitted him with any weapon he desired and sent him all over the world This job was typical Usually, beautiful women were involved. The Conglomeration did not mind if he raped them. Unfortunately, the Swedish cop was assuming river temperature.
Not to be deprived, totally, his right index traced the crack on her catsuit, between her buttocks The finger forced its way between Vendela’s two thighs and worked its way to the section of the catsuit that covered her vagina.
“Let’s see if there’s any warmth left in you, doll” Steele was crude in nature and was intent on shoving his finger into the sultry Swede If he were a little more observant, Steele would have noticed the dagger missing from Vendela’s thigh holster. Michael Steele’s finger never penetrated Vendela. “It’s called playing opossum, moron!” Vendela’s dagger was now four inches past Steele’s right ear “And this is called ‘MAKING SURE YOUR PREY IS DEAD’!” With that shout, Vendela twisted her knife until brain matter leaked out of Steele’s right ear.
“Pig!” Being a star swimmer at her university, the Swedish cop could hold her breath for over two minutes Now, springing back to her feet, she withdrew her dagger, “I hope you don’t mind, pig! might need this later”
Quite dead, the former American football player/rapist, was dragged to the shore by the Swedish cop After removing his pistol, rifle, hunting dagger, and rocket launcher, Vendela undid Steele’s belt Steele now lay flat on his back, on the side of the Neva River He was in no position to object The Swedish cop pulled Steele’s black tactical pants down to his knees She, then, gripped her own dagger and slid it under his boxer shorts With a plunge and a twist, she castrated the dead commando “I hope this was bigger in life, you fucking pig!”
Steele’s blood was still warm Holding the commando’s penis in her left hand, Vendela shoved it in his mouth “Eat this, pig!”
The Swedish cop also lifted Steele’s handheld radio and GPS “I don’t suppose you have a breath mint, pig!” He did not.
“Fucking useless!” Vendela was not in a good mood She dragged the commando’s carcass back into the river Standing waist deep in the Neva River, she watched the current take his body toward the Gulf of Finland A smile grew on her face as she noticed trails of blood emanating from Steele’s right ear and groin “Amateur!”
Back on sure, Steele’s radio was cracking static Vendela hurried back to shore she had more to say.
The beauty picked up the handheld radio and listened, “Base to 404 come in 404” The German accented voice was obviously summoning the dead commando.
“Oh good!” Vendela was not finished with her tantrum She depressed the side button on the radio and spoke “This is 404 come in base” She doubted they would believe her, and she was right.
Ahhhh… identify yourself!” Base did not sound amused.
“I’m the bitch who is gonna ruin your day Now, listen here… send me more commandos!
This time, make sure they have bigger dicks! Oh yeah, your boy, what’s his name… 404?
He’ll need a new one”
With that last barb, Vendela flipped the handheld into the Neva River.
Next up, she played with her new GPS “There!” She spied the prison.
The bruised and wet cop knew she was close She was eager to get to the prison A 15minute jog should do the trick, she figured.
“Oh Kyra,” the cop looked toward the rising sun, “I’m coming… just hold on!” Vendela knew Kyra was very much alive Her last view of her new friend was horrific The beautiful dark haired mercenary was sucked out of the flaming helicopter Still, Kyra was not the type of gal to just die.
The now heavily armed Swedish cop was determined to find Kyra Rescuing Josephine was also high on her list.
“Okay Inge Hammarstrom I dare you to get in my way!” Vendela trekked toward the abandoned prison.
Alas, the sad fate of a beautiful nurse Margreth lay on the cold floor of Level 1 of East Cell Block The naked and erect Remmerswaal was finishing up the operation.
The mad geneticist was ecstatic that his man Hammarstrom had saved his copy of Mutant Man “There! Now I remember!” On page 50 of this comic, between the ads for EAMONKEYS and the book HowtoPickUpGirlswas the final step of the operation.
The former sultry nurse lay naked on the floor with her legs spread Remmerswaal was camped between her legs holding a syringe The syringe contained 20 ccs of glowing green liquid.
The mad geneticist had a heart The former babe was feeling no pain Remmerswaal had severed all her nerve endings. He, then, did several procedures through incisions on Margreth’s abdomen After that, some special tools did micro surgery as they traveled up her vagina The Benzelene Solution (his own invention) was the final step This concoction would bind the semen of the lunatics that had been deposited inside this nurse over the past few days.
Remmerswaal moved the menacing looking syringe toward the nurse’s vagina, more blood shot out at him This was not a big deal In a few moments, the new creation would go seek more blood In addition to binding the lunatic semen, the concoction would also activate the spider DNA.
The Benzelene solution utilized certain antibiotics The antibiotics which Remmerswaal grabbed from the asylum were made in China The Chinese would add arachnid (spider) DNA to their antibiotics. This addition made shelf life of Chinese antibiotics more extensive without using banned preservatives Remmerswaal’s Benzelene solution would reactivate the genetic properties of this spider DNA As he plunged the syringe far into Margreth’s vagina, the mad geneticist giggled like a schoolgirl He injected the solution and backed away rapidly.
According to Remmerswaal’s experiments in the 1970s, results would take place immediately This was a fortuitous move on his part as a web like substance shot out of Margreth’s vagina and narrowly missed Remmerswaal’s face The web like substance stuck onto the railing of the stairway that led up to East Cell Block’s second level. “Yes! Yes! Yes! did it! did it!”
These rantings of the mad geneticist were heard in horror by the prisoners on the second level.
Surviving the crash was a miracle The assassin’s lungs were filled with the frigid water of Lake Ladoga and her ability to stay afloat was waning Coughing helped Kyra Bruised and bloodied, she needed to make it to shore before blacking out How far was shore? She did not know A few meters? A hundred meters? A few kilometers? The helicopter had been torn in two by the rocket launcher’s projectile Still, Kyra needed to get to shore and find Vendela. Finally, her feet touched bottom Kyra became hopeful She could stride westward Blood from a cut on her hairline dripped into her eyes The salty blood stung her eyes Her catsuit was keeping her warm for now Soon the frigid waters would bring hypothermia She kept striding.
Now, Kyra was in waist deep water… a minute later, knee deep As she limped a few meters from the shoreline of Lake Laduga she yelled “Yes!” She did not see the form in front of her.
“I am Inge Hammarstrom!”
This revelation horrified Kyra She knew the beast well… too well Unable to see and still very groggy, Kyra felt herself lifted out of the water and hurled high up into the air With a humiliating plop, the cat suited assassin landed on the soft sand on shore.
Anna Olin’s accusation was a surprise to Kyra The nursing intern leapt on top of the assassin and began slapping Kyra’s bloodies face was already numb Anna Olin was mad that Inge was going to rape Kyra She wanted to be raped by Inge before he raped the assassin “You motherfucking cunt!”
“Who the fuck are you?!”
This was a sincere question Kyra still could not see and had expected the imminent violation to be at the hands of a monster lunatic.
Anna’s slaps turned into punches blood began streaming out of Kyra’s nose and mouth. The assassin was determined not to lose consciousness Barely able to move, she felt her tactical belt removed.
“Let’s see what you got, you, whore!” Anna was truly incensed.
Kyra felt the zipper at her neck being pulled down Sensing she was going to be raped by this psycho bitch, she kept it sassy “You, lesbo pervert, I’d like to see you try!”
Anna Olin peeled Kyra’s catsuit off as if she were peeling a banana Now the battered assassin began shivering uncontrollably.
“Look at these undies, Inge! She is a sinner!”
Too weak to offer any resistance, Kyra knew what was coming next Anna’s fingers on her right hand entered Kyra’s vagina and massaged After a few seconds, the massage became a painful grab Kyra winced and Anna laughed her hand was working Kyra’s groin under the black panties.
“How do you like your new friend, asshole!?”
Anna’s insults were annoying Kyra With her eyes closed, she felt Anna lifted off her Then, she heard the psycho bitch scream, “Hey, I’m not done!” This was bad news for the assassin Two seconds later, Kyra heard Anna land on the sand a few meters away, “That wasn’t nice, was trying to help!”
Inge Hammarstrom straddled Kyra “Sinner!”
Kyra was not going down without a fight “Fucking homo! Inga!” She knew this would get him It did.
The lunatic of the north reached down and in one violent motion, ripped off Kyra’s panties. “Hey, those were expensive, dick face!” Though Kyra had been through the Jim Mitchell LeadershipandCommunicationcourse, she could not help her insolence Brute rapists were a pet peeve of hers.
The pain was shocking Inge Hammarstrom’s pile driving penis shot into Kyra’s vagina Her scream was a mere whimper The lunatic of the north withdrew and shot forward another 44 times His massive tongue penetrated Kyra’s lips and worked its way down her throat. The limp and throbbing Kyra could only wait it out After several minutes of the frontal rape, Inge rolled Kyra onto her front.
Kyra stopped herself from squealing, “Please no!” Instead what came out would only make the upcoming anal rape more vicious, “Was that a dick or a thumb… Inga!”
After a few minutes of squealing, Kyra did black out Just like what happened to Vendela, Kyra had dangerous internal bleeding.
Anna and Inge dressed Kyra The master was turned on by black catsuits The lunatic hoisted the defeated vixen over his left shoulder and began striding back to the prison In a victorious gesture, his left hand slapped over his shoulder making loud contact with Kyra’s buttock The slap was so hard it resonated like a gunshot Kyra never felt .
The entrance to the prison was 50 meters to her east. Vendela secreted herself in some overgrown hedges. The sultry cop displayed much wisdom in waiting and observing before storming the gates. “Too quiet,” she whispered. The only activity occurring was massive amounts of birds flying into and out of some broken windows. Still, she knew her rapist was in there… she could feel him in her bones.
Despite two years in Holland’s army, Vendela Bjorlin never fired a rocket launcher She had watched a lot of movies and vividly remembered Chuck Norris firing one in Invasion
Vendela remembered Chuck Norris loading the thing and firing at his Soviet nemesis… she loaded a shell “There… ready… think”
Then, movement That bitchy voice signaled someone’s approach “When are you going to rape me?! I’m a better lay than that whore!” Anna Olin’s screeching was loosening Vendela’s fillings With horror, the Swede looked through the hedges at a trio approaching the front gate.
“Kyra!” Vendela quickly silenced herself Her best friend was draped over the shoulder of the lunatic “No!” This time her plea was a whisper Then, the spectacle that played out presented her a unique opportunity.
25 meters from the front gate, Inge Hammarstrom threw Kyra down Her impact on the ground made quite a thud Still, Kyra was not moving and that scared Vendela.
“Now! Strip and spread your legs!” Inge Hammarstrom had enough of Anna Olin’s pathetic whining.
With Kyra on the ground, Vendela carefully aimed her rocket launcher Inge was now in its crosshairs.
Anna Olin stripped and spread her legs “Come get me big boy! need punishment!”
Inge Hammarstrom was impressed His man organ began rising again He stood only three meters from the horny nursing intern He threw off his bearskins and they landed on top of Kyra.
“I am Inge Hammarstrom!” The lunatic looked into the heavens while extolling his favorite chant As he looked to the heavens, Vendela applied an exceptionally smooth trigger squeeze To her surprise, the rocket launcher fired its missile. “Shit!” She missed Inge Hammarstrom.
Anna Olin disintegrated in a spray of red and Inge was still looking to the heavens By the time the lunatic gazed back down to earth, Anna Olin was gone A normal man would have been curious at this unfolding of events The lunatic believed the gods saved him from having to endure sex with an annoying intern. Thinking nothing more of Anna Olin Inge scooped up Kyra and continued striding into the prison Vendela was awestruck.
“Holy shit!” Mildly disappointed she hit the wrong target, the cop was the eternal optimist Sure, her rapist still lived… but that annoying intern was vaporized.
Tuva Weivers was unaware at Anna Olin’s sad fate The other nursing intern, clad in shiny red undergarments, patrolled East Cell Block, Level The nymphomaniac was feeling frisky her buddy had leant her the long leather coat Anna had taken it off that cop… who had taken it from the Sexig Krog The leather overcoat over her undies made her feel like Ilsa the SheWolf… Tuva wore it with pride as she neared East 202 The intern made a mental note to find some black boots and a whip.
East 202 was the only cell that was locked The other prisoners were either strung up or too scared to move… or both Josephine was being preserved by the master Tuva strode in front of her cell Josephine, in her new nurse’s uniform was backed against the far wall. Tuva loved the role reversal Up until a few days ago, Nurse Josephine was giving the orders Now, Tuva looked at the frightened nurse and sneered She loved taunting this prisoner “You fucking slut! should make you crawl over to me and lick my toes”
Josephine began crying “No please, please don’t!” She was whimpering.
Pathetic! You’re a cunt!”
Tuva was imagining herself as Ilsa the SheWolfagain. Still, Josephine was a babe.
Totally turned on by the frightened nurse, Tuva decided some lesbian rape was called for. “Get over here and beg! Beg for mercy! Now!”
Josephine, shaking and crying, slowly walked over to the cell door The heavy iron bars were rusted.
“Please, don’t hurt me!” Josephine was crying harder “I beg of you, please, don’t do anything to me!”
Tuva was drooling Josephine had made it to the iron bars Her breasts were just an inch from them The maniacal intern neared the bars so she was now only a couple of inches from Josephine “You whore! Satisfy me through the bars or I’ll shove that hat of yours up your cunt!”
“No, please, I’ll do anything!” Josephine was shaking with fear “Here, look, I’ll make you feel good, just don’t hurt me!”
Josephine’s hands slipped past the bars Her tender hands began caressing Tuva’s sides, underneath her leather coat.
“See, I can make you feel good!” Josephine had planned to do this to… what was his name? Oh yes, Mats! The biker dude she was going to lay last weekend.
Tuva sighed She let out a slight moan “Yes, harder, whore! If you don’t want me to soil you, bring me to orgasm”
Josephine kept rubbing Tuva’s sides She even began tracing the outline of Tuva’s red bra so her fingers caressed her breasts “How’s that?”
Tuva was approaching ecstasy “Yes! Keep rubbing” Tuva’s eyes were shut thus, she didn’t see the smile growing on Josephine’s face.
Josephine’s face neared the iron bars She stuck her face through them and began licking
Tuva’s lips Tuva’s moans increased.
“I love this leather coat,” cooed Josephine.
Tuva moaned “Yes, it’s nice, don’t stop!” Tuva was screaming.
While licking Tuva’s lips, Josephine’s hands found the oversized pockets of the intern’s coat.
Needing Tuva to be distracted for a few more seconds, the beautiful nurse kneeled slightly and began licking Tuva’s cleavage.
Tuva never felt Josephine’s hands dip into the coat’s pockets What Josephine knew, and Tuva did not, was that the meth head’s dagger was in one of the pockets.
Orgasm was fast on its way for Tuva The scream she let out had nothing to do with the dagger Nevertheless, Josephine’s right hand plunged the meth head’s dagger into Tuva. The edge entered under the intern’s left ribcage, then up into her heart. Tuva would die with a smile on her face.
Always conscious of her appearance, and respecting the memory of Moa Helin Josephine withdrew before Tuva’s flowing blood could stain the white uniform “You fucking cocksucker! Die, bitch, die!” Josephine surprised herself with that verbal tirade.
The pathetic nympho intern bled to death on the floor outside cell East 202 As blood leaked out of Tuva, Josephine backed up against the far wall of her cell Still holding the knife, the nurse was careful not to let it drip blood on Moa Helin’s white uniform She began shaking again the fear returned, replacing the rage.
Josephine’s eyes were glued to the leaking corpse outside her cell A horrible fear crept in… what if Hammarstrom Remmerswaal or one of the psycho babes found out she murdered Tuva They would certainly inflict torture or rape upon her.
Josephine prayed for the first time since she was a little girl “Oh, dear God! Please, make Tuva’s body disappear Don’t let anyone find out killed her Amen!”
Josephine knew God was not going to answer this prayer No matter, it was best to begin a relationship with God before her imminent death.
The suddenly religious nurse could not peel her eyes off Tuva’s corpse Her prayer did not help her stop shaking Then… a miracle.
A spray of silver stringy stuff shot down from above and a shiny black monstrosity dropped down on top of the leaking, former nurse intern.
An eight legged monster with a scorpion’s tail mounted Tuva and scooped her up The thing, grabbing Tuva’s corpse, then shot up into the air toward the ceiling of the five story cellblock The thing was so horrible, Josephine could not bring herself to walk over to the bars and look up Not realizing she was talking out loud, the sultry nurse remarked “Shit! I need to get back to church!”
Before peeling her eyes off the spot on the floor where Tuva was lying, Josephine saw a shiny pair of black REDERICK S OF HOLLYWOOD panties She recognized the garment and in disbelief said Margreth!?!”
Owwww!” Kyra screamed She had regained conscious just before the lunatic plopped her down on a cold cement floor She opened her eyes and saw an elongated penis of an octogenarian “Shit, not again!”
Remmerswaal was impressed Babes in tight black catsuits had quite an effect on his always aroused man organ Kyra knew what was coming Her throbbing body and internal bleeding made resistance futile.
The mad geneticist unzipped the catsuit and peeled it off the sultry assassin Her lacy undergarments were next Remmerswaal flipped Kyra over onto her front before sliding them off The blood oozing from the assassin’s anus and crotch turned the fiend on even more.
“No! Ohhhhhh no!!!!!!” Kyra’s protestations were silenced as the old smelly penis penetrated her anus Determined not to black out, the assassin could only wait and endure. For several seconds, the long man organ traveled upward into her. Remmerswaal howled.
His hands grabbed the assassin’s hair and his organ penetrated deep into her rear Then, Remmerswaal pulled back the assassin’s head and slammed it, face first into the cement floor Kyra refused to pass out.
“You’re a fucking cunt!” Remmerswaal was always the wordsmith “Sinner!”
He was also a Puritan at heart He quickly withdrew The withdrawal was just as painful to Kyra as the penetration Kyra felt a stream of her blood pouring out of her anus.
The mad geneticist rolled her over She was now lying on her back The madman spread her legs and pounced.
Numbness had set in The old smelly penis traveled into the assassin’s vagina but there was no pain.
Kyra showed no emotion Remmerswaal thrust his pelvis forward dozens of times.
“I’m going to fucking kill you!” Kyra was insistent about this statement. The mad geneticist waited until he withdrew to respond to his new prisoner.
“Kill me!?” He laughed maniacally “You’ll feel differently when you become half insect”
Remmerswaal was sincere He had used too much Benzelene solution on Margreth As a result, Margreth was now 90% spider With Kyra, he would be more careful… he wanted a 50% human, 50% arachnid.
Kyra thought about Vendela Was she dead? If the Swedish cop were dead, Kyra knew Remmerswaal would succeed in turning her into a bug Her only hope, so she thought, was Vendela.
Remmerswaal was groping Kyra His long thin fingers caressed the broken assassin’s torso Carefully he slid her undies back on, then, he zippered up the her catsuit and groped the assassin through the sheen stretch vinyl Kyra finally passed out.
The maniacally merciful Remmerswaal was not totally evil He looked at Hammarstrom: Ahhh… you… what did you say your name was, again?”
“I am Inge Hammarstrom!” the hulking lunatic was always proud to identify himself His booming voice echoed through the East Cell Block building.
“Right! Hammarstrom! I knew that” Remmerswaal rarely remembered the names of humans who did not have breasts and vaginas “Yes, we need this one alive Bring her to the nurse The nurse in white… the other one is a spider now”
Hammarstrom was confused by the spider and bug talk, but he knew enough not to question the author of MutantMan . 25 meters above Remmerswaal Hammarstrom and Kyra, Margreth was busy Her legs held onto the ceiling The former nurse, now monstrosity, hung Tuva’s corpse on a steal beam Her scorpion tail type appendage penetrated the web cocoon she had made to hold Tuva The tail also acted like a straw which drained Tuva’s blood The blood tasted so good. The former Margreth needed more calories and craved more The former nurse also craved warmer blood, from a living human.
Hammarstrom scooped up the broken assassin Before he arrived at the staircase to the second level cells, Remmerswaal gave him one more order.
Already forgetting Hammarstrom’s name, Remmerswaal charged the lunatic “Oh, on your way back down, bring me a border guard!” Hammarstrom grunted approvingly “For good measure, my friend, fill her up with some more of your lovely juices”
Hammarstrom’s gesture of approval was a vicious hard slap to Kyra’s buttocks as she was slung over his shoulder The echoing slap startled Josephine Fear crept back into the angel in white The slapping sound was distinct Josephine knew, from many S&M episodes with Mats and his friends, that someone’s buttocks had just been hit This could only mean one thing… another prisoner was on the way.
“I’m going to fucking incinerate those cunts!”
Xanadu Carpathia’s stunning looks had gotten her far in life. The Human Resources Manager of the Bothnia Import Export Company, Ltd. was not a patient woman.
In fact, her temper often led to homicide and torture Therefore, The Conglomeration hired her. In her former life she was Stockholm’s most feared and vicious madam. The mysterious Conglomeration needed killers People and government officials who asked too many questions needed to be… eliminated. Never in her adult life had the 35 year old Xanadu Carpathia been embarrassed This changed a few hours ago Her lover and boy toy, Michael Steele sent her a communication that both Kyra and Vendela Bjorlin had been “eliminated” This was no surprise Michael Steele never failed in his mission Killing two sluts was an easy assignment for him. The Swedish madam sent a telegram to The Conglomeration (properly known as the EuroAsian Bio Medical Cooperative).
TO SANDERS LEVINE, CEO EURO-ASIAN BIO-MEDICAL COOPERATIVE, HELSINKI FINLAND OUR OPERATIVE HAS ELIMINATED TWO FEMALE TARGETS STOP I’M NOT WEARING UNDERWEAR STOP FROM XANADU CARPATHIA, HUMAN RESOURCES DEPARTMENT, BOTHNIA IMPORT EXPORT STOCKHOLM SWEDEN
Michael Steele’s success aroused Xanadu. Her telegram was also an attempt to get Sanders Levine to fly to Stockholm for some vicious and deviant sex Dressed in a tight black leather business suit, Xanadu was notified by text that her telegram had been delivered She estimated that Sanders would be in her office in three hours The CEO of The Conglomeration was very frisky This news was bound to excite him. Three hours was a long time Xanadu could not wait She was about to summon her boy toy assistant, Garth Mullins when he stormed into her office without knocking.
Garth was a 24 year old rugby player from Perth, Australia A knee injury ended his career but because he had a big penis, Xanadu hired him as her personal assistant Garth had important news… Xanadu could not wait She sprung at him.
He tried to talk but she shoved her tongue deep into his throat Her hands worked hard to rip his clothes off and massage his man organ Xanadu finished with Garth 45 minutes later Both, laying on Xanadu’s office floor, were naked and sweaty.
Xanadu lit a IRGINIA LIM Suddenly Garth sat up “Oh no!” He remembered the news he had for his sultry boss Michael Steele’s dead… some Swedish woman killed him!” With the mood ruined, Xanadu was forced to send another telegram to Sanders.
NEVER MIND STOP FROM XANADU CARPATHIA, HUMAN RESOURCES DEPARTMENT, BOTHNIA IMPORT EXPORT STOCKHOLM SWEDEN
After Garth explained the entire radio transmission from the Swedish cop, Xanadu slit his throat. Now naked, sweaty, and with Garth’s blood dripping down her torso, Xanadu plotted She would get to Saint Petersburg, kill the Swedish cunt and Kyra, if she were still alive, recover Remmerswaal, and return the geneticist to The Conglomeration headquarters in Helsinki.
Either way, Kyra would be no more Xanadu hated Kyra Sanders once mentioned to the Human Resources manager that Kyra had the best body in Europe At that moment, Xanadu made up her mind that Kyra would die horribly, and soon. When Kyra left The Conglomeration with that Joonas hunk the hunt was on No one left The Conglomeration and lived.
It only took Xanadu Carpathia 20 minutes to identify Vendela. Voice recognition technology was the key Xanadu drooled over pictures of the Swedish cop and altered her plan slightly. She would still make sure Kyra was dead. She would still recover Remmerswaal She would still deliver Remmerswaal to the Helsinki headquarters The only change… she would capture Vendela and keep her prisoner.
Xanadu wanted to do more than kill the cunt who killed her boy toy.
She would addict Vendela to heroin, keep her in a cage, and allow every dirtbag meth user to visit her and rape her Then, eventually, Xanadu would rape her and strangle the cop to death The Human Resources manager pushed a button on her phone and told the voice on the other end “Get me to Saint Petersburg, fast!”
Before meeting the helicopter on the skyscraper roof, Xanadu Carpathia slipped into a skintight, royal blue catsuit.
Josephine was horrified; the brute lunatic opened her unlocked cell door. The nurse expected rape and humiliation.
“Fix her, you whore!” The lunatic threw a woman off his shoulder She hit the floor with such force, Josephine believed the impact alone could kill her Before leaving, the monster delivered a vicious kick to the ribcage of Kyra Kyra, almost dead, made no noise. “Fix her fast, Remmerswaa needs her, cunt!”
Josephine hurried over to her new patient.
“Oh my god!” Josephine began crying. Her new patient was cold to the touch. “Please, can you hear me?” The nurse sat on the cold floor next to Kyra and lifted the assassin’s head off the floor. Kyra’s hair was matted with her own blood and someone’s semen. The nurse rested Kyra’s head on her lap and stroked her right cheek: “Don’t worry, I’m going to take care of you.” Now, Josephine cried more. She remembered Vendela. She had tried to take care of Vendela and the brute killed her anyway. Josephine wondered if she could care for this one. She also wondered who she was. The beautiful and dying woman was close to death. Josephine kept stroking Kyra’s cheek. Kyra tried to speak. What came out was a weak whisper, but Josephine heard it, “Vendela.”
Josephine perked up. “Vendela! Are you a friend of Vendela!?” Kyra’s right eye opened slightly.
As Kyra slowly regained conscious, Josephine used a soft and loving tone “Don’t worry my love, I’m going to take care of you won’t let anyone hurt you ever again” Any friend of Vendela was a friend of hers Josephine saw Kyra as a chance at redemption She could not save Vendela, but she was sure going to save Kyra “Worry not, somehow, someway… we’re getting out of this” The nurse offered Kyra a loving smile and caressed her upper arms. Out of her right eye, Kyra saw the nurse’s nametag, Moa Helin” She perked up a bit her left eye opened slightly.
“You’re Josephine!” The assassin’s voice was still a weak whisper “I’m here to save you!”
Josephine bent over and delivered a loving kiss to Kyra’s bloodied forehead “We can save each other” Josephine’s smile widened at the unexpected direction of this conversation.
“I was a friend of Vendela, she saved my life” Now, Josephine was sobbing again “You’ve lost a lot of blood due to internal hemorrhaging know those two monsters raped you. Stay still, will get you well and then we’ll kill them”
Kyra knew she was losing blood fast She also figured her heart would stop beating in two to three hours “Fuck that, stand me up, we’ll kill them now!” Josephine admired Kyra’s spirit.
Despite her enthusiasm for the task at hand, Kyra passed out again.
Josephine continued caressing Kyra’s arms and face She made a mental note to ask the mysterious beauty her name next time her eyes opened She prayed again “Oh dear God! Send me help, an angel! Do not let my new friend die! promise to get back to church, just please, don’t let her die!”
Josephine’s tear filled eyes opened. She, then, saw the angel… an avenging angel, “Vendela!”
“You’re a fucking whore! Repent!” The lunatic was insistent.
Minttu Tola did not know how long she had been strung up in cell East 218 Her booted feet barely touched the floor Her wrists were tied (and now bloodied) to an overhead pipe. She had been in uniform until the lunatic entered With a boxcutter, he cut off her blouse and trousers The trousers were cut above the thigh high leather boots The monster then ripped off her white thong in his right hand.
“These are a whore’s clothes! Repent!” Inge was insistent. Sobbing hard, Minttu whimpered “I repent! repent! Please, don’t, repent!”
“Liar!” The lunatic could smell a liar “Only whore’s wear these!” Hammarstrom waved the ripped white thong in front of Minttu’s face “Whore!”
“No… know I’ve been bad… but repent!” Minttu did not think the lunatic would be moved by her pleas She was right.
The lunatic shoved the torn thong into her mouth “If you spit it out, I’ll rip out your eyes!”
Realizing Minttu still wore her push up bra, the lunatic cut it off “I ought to strangle you with this! A sinner’s garment! Whore!”
The poor border guard was now naked except for her boots Hammarstrom used his boxcutter to cut the twine that bound her hands to the overhead pipe Over the next 50 minutes, Inge raped Minttu in every possible orifice His semen leaked out of each one as he dragged her out of cell 218 down the stairs, and over to a waiting Remmerswaal.
Remmerswaal was happy to see Minttu Desiring to inject some alternative semen into her, the mad geneticist also raped her in every possible orifice, over the next 65 minutes.
“Spread her out, my friend Hammarstrom!”
Hammarstrom was happy that Remmerswaal was finally remembering his name “Yes, master”
The lunatic came across no resistance from the broken border guard She was conscious but in a catatonic state He spread her legs apart as far as they would go.
Remmerswaa looked over Hammarstrom’s shoulder “I don’t see much movement We’ll skip the anesthetic and I’ll leave the nerve endings intact”
Remmerswaal turned to page 17 of MutantMan The table was located underneath the advertisement for the footlocker full of plastic army men. The table indicated ideal amounts of Benzelene solutions for different desired results.
“Ah, yes, here it Five CCs of this solution and she’ll still be 40% human Shall we try that?”
Hammarstrom nodded He was in awe The lunatic was gone when Margreth assumed 90% the identity of a spider monster Remmerswaal hoped that Minttu would keep enough of her womanhood so that her reproductive organs would still exist after the metamorphosis. Remmerswaal filled up the syringe with five CCs of the glowing green solution He knelt and lowered the syringe into Minttu’s vagina.
She stepped off the helicopter clad in a shiny royal blue catsuit Her white, high heeled go go boots were an impressive accessory The thin, shiny gold belt accentuated her thin waist.
Xanadu Carpathia knew she looked good Her own hands caressed her sides and front She desperately wanted to masturbate Of course, there was no time for this.
Xanadu saw herself as a 21st Century woman No man would take advantage of her She would have deviant sex with anyone or anything she chose No one would dominate her If anyone cried out in pain, it would not be her The Scandinavian beauty also saw herself as an inspiration to every other woman in the world In her speech at last summer’s Northern European Women’s Forum, she waxed eloquent about equal wages among the genders. Behind her, the helicopter took off She gave the pilot instructions to return in an hour An hour would be enough time to kill the Swedish cunt and collect Remmerswaal Armed with only a dagger, Xanadu Carpathia never needed any other weapon She had killed several dozen men and women.
Because of her ability to get near her prey, usually in sexual passion, a dagger was all she needed She would be headed back to Stockholm in an hour This evening, she would have S&M sex with Sanders.
“If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself!” Xanadu Carpathia had uttered these words many times Knowing Remmerswaal was holed up in the abandoned prison, she strutted down the walkway toward the large front doors When she was within five meters of the front doors, they exploded open A huge insect like thing shot out at her. The force of the insect thing against Xanadu’s chest knocked her flat on her back. Xanadu’s dagger went flying backward The insect like thing, which had the head of a beautiful Finnish woman, pounced on top of Xanadu An appendage sliced at the Human Resources manager’s catsuit The royal blue garment was in shreds Another appendage slid into Xanadu’s mouth and began secreting oozy green slime into Even another appendage shot into Xanadu’s crotch and yet another into her anus The bug thing was raping Xanadu The 21st Century woman was shocked… she was being owned and raped by a bug thing The beautiful head of the bug thing stared into Xanadu’s eyes Unable to move or speak, the Scandinavian beauty could only wait for what was next A tendril slid into Xanadu’s right nostril and traveled upward toward her frontal lobe. Xanadu was lobotomized.
Out of the bug thing’s mouth, oozy gray gunk poured out The gray gunk formed a cocoon around the 21st Century woman The appendage that traveled up her vagina was now delivering bug sperm into Xanadu. Technically still alive, Xanadu would not have deviant S&M with Sanders this evening. Already lobotomized, she did not see Remmerswaal standing at the entranceway of the prison He shouted “Astounding!”
Xanadu Carpathia was no longer Xanadu Carpathia She was no longer a keynote speaker at international women’s forums.
She was no longer a Scandinavian beauty eggs developed inside her ovaries, not quite human eggs, and she was now a womb for something monstrous.
Josephine’s tears were now of joy “But, they killed you!”
Vendela gave Josephine a warm smile and put her arm over her right shoulder “I would have died but Kyra saved me”
“Kyra!” Josephine finally knew the name of her new patient “Kyra! I’m not going to let her die, swear!” Kyra’s eyes opened slowly.
Both Vendela and Josephine gave Kyra loving looks Vendela cooed to the dying assassin:
“You better not die, my love… or I’m going to lay Joonas!”
Kyra smiled at her friend “Fuck you, bitch! Hand’s off!”
A tear fell from Vendela’s right eye she let out a slight laugh.
“That monster has a bag full of antibiotics, and other medical supplies If we can get to them, can save Kyra!” Josephine exuded determination.
“Let’s move bitches, don’t have much time!” Kyra was smiling.
Vendela had scaled the east wall to enter through a broken window at the end of the hall. She would not have passed the other cells on the way to Josephine’s.
“Wait! I’m going to take a look” Vendela slowly walked out of the cell to the railing She peered over that railing Remmerswaal and Hammarstrom were still outside watching the Xanadu spectacle “Okay, can see the supplies, I’m going to get them”
Vendela was about to shoot down the nearby flight of stairs when she heard, “Help me, please!”
“Shit! Who is that?!” Vendela had never met Irina She yelled to Josephine “Don’t leave Kyra, I’ll be right back!”
The cop in Vendela drew her to the distant cell.
She sprinted down the hall and stopped at cell East 222 Strung up in that cell was a Russian blonde beauty who smelled like whipped cream.
“Is that whipped cream?” Vendela’s question was not put forth as a joke. Nevertheless, Irina was furious “Fuck off, bitch! Get me down from here!”
Vendela was used to being sworn at She was a cop, after all “Okay, just a minute!”
Vendela noticed the whipped cream odor was emanating from Irina’s groin “Maybe we’ll go for a banana split as soon as get you down”
Irina, who had been strung up since her arrival at the prison was in no mood for jokes. With a loud thud, the Russian border guard who reeked of whipped cream, hit the floor, “Ouch!”
“Sorry, love ” Vendela was apologetic “I needed both hands to cut the ropes… so what’s with the sweet smelling douche?” Now, Vendela was laughing.
Irina was irate The blood rushed back into her hands and she sneered at her rescuer: “Everyone’s a fucking comedian. Do you know what it is like to be gang raped by monstrous lunatics!” Irina was crying, though she had to admit, in a deviant fetish sort of way… it was kind of kinky.
Vendela stopped laughing “Oh my sweet, yes do… I’m so sorry” The two women were now crying together and embraced each other on the cold floor of cell East 222 Time was short Soon, whatever was amusing Remmerswaal and Hammarstrom outside would end and the two fiends would come back inside Vendela had to hurry; she gave Irina directions “Listen up, get your sweet cunt… er, mean… fat ass over to 204 left a bag of weapons outside the cell Bring the weapons in and show Kyra! She’ll know what to do with them Then, help the nurse with anything she needs! Go! Now!”
Irina got up and sprinted down the long hallway Vendela, feeling quite the hero, decided to take a short cut to the medical supplies In her shiny, stretch vinyl catsuit, with a dagger holstered to her right thigh, she climbed over the railing The drop would have been just under three meters, but time was of the essence She took a deep breath and jumped.
Remmerswaal and Hammarstrom were mesmerized at the show they were watching The former Minttu Finnish Border Guard, was raping some blonde babe For the fifth time, the mad geneticist shouted “Astounding!”
Hammarstrom smiled approvingly, “So, who is the babe? The blonde one”
Remmerswaal shook his head, “Haven’t the foggiest, my good man” The two fiends enjoyed the show for several more minutes until emmerswaal gave his deranged assistant new instructions “Go prep the other babe… you know, Miss Whipped Cream!”
“Yes master” The lunatic of the north was obedient and walked back inside Ever since he violated every member of his high school’s synchronized swimming team, Hammarstrom never suffered from a lack of babes He mired at how sultry babes just sort of fell out of Heaven at him.
Vendela could not see Hammarstrom walk back into the prison She was focused on the medical supply bag down below Quite agile, the Swedish cop had her jump planned She would gently push away from the railing with her feet, land with bent knees, then go into a roll, and emerge on her feet a meter and a half beyond her landing point, right next to the supplies.
The sultry cop took a deep breath and jumped off the second level of East Cell Block She would never get to do her duck and roll Inge emerged from underneath the overhead He held up his hands, and was about to yell, “I am Inge Hammarstrom!”
Before he could do his traditional pre rape scream, a sultry Swedish cop fell from the heavens into his hands The lunatic was not surprised and immediately delivered a classic body slam to the catsuited beauty.
“Oh fuck!”
Wincing in much pain Vendela only uttered those two words Her right ribcage exploded in excruciating pain.
The lunatic took no mercy on the ribcage and delivered it a might kick The kick shot
Vendela five meters across Level 1 of East Cell Block A cinderblock wall stopped her momentum. Barely conscious and certain of another rape Vendela chose her words carefully “You cocksucking lunatic, I’m gonna kill you!” Vendela was sure her words were an empty promise.
“Spread your legs sinner, am Inge Hammarstrom!” The lunatic flipped off his bear skins. His monstrous and smelly penis began rising. “Have some man meat, whore! Then, Repent!”
In an instant, the six foot seven lunatic was now just over three feet If Vendela had heard the explosion she might have had a sense of what happened.
Inge Hammarstrom was now missing both his legs… and his magical man snake was laying on the floor, still attached to his groin.
“Fucking A!” Whatever happened, Vendela was all glee She looked up to the heavens, intending to thank God, when she spotted Kyra, leaning over the second level railing, holding the rocket launcher A trail of smoke arose out of both ends of the weapon. “Nice shot, bitch!” Vendela’s smile was almost as long as Inge’s penis.
“Nah,” Kyra had a modest sense about her “Only a retard could miss with one of these” Kyra didn’t know why her retort caused Vendela to lose her smile and sport an offended look.
The blast took off both Inge’s legs and cauterized the new stumps Unfazed, Inge let out another howl “I am Inge Hammarstrom!”
“Shit, he’s still alive!” Vendela’s surprise turned into hysterics The lunatic of the north could not move. The cop drew her dagger and rolled over to her nemesis. “Hungry, asshole?” In a swift left handed move (her right side was on fire with pain) she sliced off Inge’s tally whacker.
Kyra lost consciousness again and Irina grabbed her before she fell off the second level. Vendela also lost consciousness as the pain was too much to endure.
Josephine, the angel in white, ran down the stairs screaming “This is for Moa Helin!”
Josephine never knew Moa Helin but knew the pretty nurse died because of her She ran toward Inge, snatched his severed penis and shoved it in his mouth The lunatic’s arms were of no use the blast also severed his spinal cord Inge was trying to scream his familiar war cry Josephine reached into the duffel bag of medical supplies and found a plastic bag filled with antibiotics She emptied the bottles from the plastic bag and put it over Inge’s head She held the bag shut tight at Inge’s neck In three and a half minutes, Inge Hammarstrom suffocated to death.
Josephine worked hard and fast With the medical supplies she was able to treat Kyra and Vendela The nurse was glad Vendela was unconscious The cop would have gone into shock at the pain of having her ribs and torso taped Vendela finally woke up.
Shhhh don’t talk my sweet,” Josephine’s voice was so sweet “I taped up your ribs, they’ll begin to heal now”
Vendela disobeyed with excruciating pain that made her eyes water, she asked "Kyra"?
“I’ve stabilized her, but she needs a real doctor If we don’t get her to one today, she’ll die”
Josephine now looked glum.
“Let’s go then, why are we still here?” Vendela was gung ho… but not for long.
“Oh my! I love your enthusiasm,” Vendela’s optimism died as Remmerswaal’s voice interrupted their victory celebration The mad geneticist was cradling an M 4 rifle He had arranged Vendela, Josephine, Kyra, and Irina in a tight grouping near the entrance of the prison The doors were still open “I need you four for just a little longer”
Vendela looked outside “Who is that bitch… or was that bitch?”
“No idea!” Josephine wondered the same thing.
“Well, you have that in common… she was quite beautiful a few moments ago”
Remmerswaal was sincere “Ah, no matter, you ladies should know… that other border guard raped her it was such a beautiful sight!”
Now Irina screamed Minttu!”
Remmerswaal looked enlightened Minttu What a beautiful name I’m afraid she’s no longer Minttu”
“What did you do to her… you… monster!” This was the best insult Irina could think of at this moment.
In the distance a helicopter whirred “Who the fuck is that?” Remmerswaal was annoyed. He did not need an interruption Not to be distracted he kept the M 4 aimed at the beautiful but broken quartet.
In addition to the whirring of the helicopter a strange clicking sound emanated from above Because this old prison had old pipes, no one paid any attention to that.
“Now, we must hurry, who is next?” The mad geneticist took his right hand off the M 4 and reached behind his right ear As if he was holding a pencil there, he grabbed a syringe filled with green glowing liquid.
Meanwhile almost 25 meters above, two hideous arachnid monsters were in the throes of passion The former Margreth had appendages that found warm places in some of the former Minttu’s orifices Then some of the former Minttu’s appendages found warm resting places in some of Margreth’s new orifices The appendages of both monsters squirted for several minutes Both hideous Remmerswaal creations were now very pregnant Instincts took over and both found the need to nourish The former Minttu needed to eat for 16, while the former Margreth needed to eat for 22.
Remmerswaal could see he did not have a volunteer “The dead one, give me her!” He pointed the syringe at Kyra.
“She’s not dead, asshole!” Vendela had no intention of letting this madman harm Kyra.
The noises of the helicopter grew louder The ladies could see it nearing Vendela frowned as she knew it was not bringing help Remmerswaal knew he needed to hurry “Give me the dead one now or blow the nurse’s head off!”
“Go ahead, kill me! You’re not harming Kyra!” Josephine was through being the crying victim.
The helicopter landed ten meters past Xanadu Carpathia Four men clad in black tactical get ups bolted out of the right side of the bird The four held menacing looking machine guns and wore black ski masks.
Vendela recognized the get ups… she murdered a man with the same get up earlier in the day “I hope they have bigger dicks,” the cop did not realize she said this out loud. “What?” Josephine asked.
“I’ll tell you later,” Vendela was sincere She somehow knew they would all survive this nightmare.
The four tactical men temporarily distracted Remmerswaal He and the four ladies peered out the doors at the approaching tactical team One of the men shouted “Here she is!”
Two of the machine gun wielding men came around to right side of Xanadu Carpathia The other two came around to her left side The same masked man yelled “Shit! Don’t touch her!”
What happened next was such a beautiful thing… at least to Remmerswaal Xanadu’s stomach exploded and green ooze sprayed all over the four soon to be eaten commandos. Ahhhh gross! What is that stuff?” Another of the masked men was talking now Before the men could begin wiping off the ooze, spider creatures, 12 of them, leaped out of Xanadu’s stomach Each machine gun toting commando had three to five spiders attacking him None of them got off a shot In under five seconds each man had his face eaten off and grapefruit sized creatures burrowing into his abdomen.
“Astounding!” Remmerswaal sounded victorious his beautiful experiments were bearing fruit.
“I’ve done it!” He looked down at his sultry prisoners, “Now, hand the dead one over… or the nurse gets it!”
Josephine held onto Kyra even tighter. Before Vendela could say “Fuck you!” a cascade of sticky, web like strings rained down on the mad geneticist.
Remerswaal was encased in the sticky web stuff in just a few seconds The sultry prisoners watched him being pulled up into the rafters of their prison A horrible squealing sound echoed from the ceiling as a few drops of human blood fell to the floor in front of the four beauties.
Vendela was focused “Now!”
Irina and Josephine lifted Kyra up. “Follow me, don’t look down!”
If they had looked down, the sight would have been horrible The baby spider creatures were feasting on commandos They were busy and the four babes ran past them.
Vendela knelt to pick up two M 4 rifles, then, she continued onward She overtook her three friends and led them onto the helicopter Ingrid and Josephine gently, but she quickly, slid Kyra onto the floor of the whirly bird.
Armed with two machine guns, Vendela knelt beside the chopper pilot “Go west… I’ll let you know when to turn!” For good measure, the Swedish cop fired a machine gun round into the bird’s radio, “We’re going to want some privacy… understand?” The pilot did. The helicopter proceeded westward. In a few minutes it crossed back into Finland.
Josephine was nursing the dying Kyra “Don’t worry, my love… you will be fine, promise!” Kyra smiled.
Vendela guided the pilot westward and then northwestward Over Oulu she directed the pilot to fly across the Gulf of Bothnia. The cop knew Joonas was monitoring them somehow She was right From 250 meters above, Vendela saw The Sea Vixen “There! Land there!”
The pilot skillfully guided the bird onto The Sea Vixen’s helipad Joonas was there to meet them A look of horror enveloped his face when the doors flew open “Kyra!”
“Quick, let’s get her to the OR we can save her!” Josephine was in nurse mode The Sea Vixen was equipped with an OR.
Four hours passed Vendela, Irina, and a scared helicopter pilot waited in Kyra’s stateroom. “So, what are we going to do with him?” Irina’s question was a sincere one “Who the fuck is he, anyway?”
The scared pilot removed his helmet “I am Hans… Hans Dietrich!” Hans was a handsome man and Irina took immediate notice.
“Well, fucking A!” Irina was impressed.
“We can shoot him or push him overboard” Vendela’s response to Irina’s question was also sincere “We could cuff him and rape him… then shoot him” This was also a sincere idea.
“No, please don’t! I’m on your side now!” Hans sounded honest He had no idea what their side was, but they had the guns. “Strip!” Irina was going to have sex, one way or another Alas, the opportunity was interrupted.
Joonas stormed into the stateroom The look on his face was a happy one “She’ll be fine! Another half hour would have killed her”
Vendela cried, she was so happy Josephine came out next Vendela ran over to her and the two embraced.
“I told you wasn’t going to let her die… told you!”
Josephine was also crying “I’m going to stay by her side in post op… I’ll come get you when she comes to”
“I want sex!” Irina was happy too, but she had needs.
Joonas looked at Irina, did you just eat an ice cream sundae?” Joonas question wasn’t meant as a joke Vendela and Josephine laughed hysterically.
“Very fucking funny! Where’s a shower!”
Joonas pointed to a door behind the bar which led to a full service bathroom On her way to the shower, the Russian looked at Hans, “Don’t even think of going anywhere, I’m not done with you”
Joonas looked at Hans, “Who are you?”
“I’m Hans, please don’t kill me” Hans detected a pattern at the questions directed at him.
Joonas’ response gave Hans hope, “We can shoot you or we can just dump you overboard… or do you want to join ”
Hans interrupted, “I want to join you, I’m on your side!”
“Great! I’m still not sure what our side is, but fine… why don’t you go join the Russian in the shower” Joonas loved being a matchmaker.
Hans did not have to be told twice He peeled off his flight suit as he charged toward that door behind the bar.
“Seriously, is there ice cream aboard,” Joonas was hungry.
Vendela approached Joonas “So, you think Kyra would approve of a threesome?”
Joonas blushed, “I don’t see how either of us could refuse you, Vendela ”
Vendela shushed him, “Oh Joonas if Kyra had died… well ” She could not continue, the tears were again flowing freely.
“I know… know,” Joonas embraced Vendela and the two cried together The Sea Vixen headed south in the Gulf of Bothnia The first stop would be Kokar Island where it had a secret base Weapons and supplies would be loaded onto it there.
Then, the yacht would enter the Baltic Sea, the North Sea, and would head northward into the Norwegian Sea.
A secret laboratory in Ny Alesund (on the west coast of Svarlbard Island) was the destination. There, The Sea Vixen would undertake a surprise attack on The Conglomeration secret facility This is the facility they intended to bring Remmerswaal to, with his experiments The missiles and nukes that would be loaded on at Kokar Island should do the trick.
“We’re going to kill a lot more people, aren’t we?” Vendela sensed war.
Joonas looked sad, “Yes, my dear wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t want to come”
“I’m fucking coming! Hell, you and your bitch owe me a threesome!” Vendela was only half kidding but Joonas took it well.
“Yes, we do,” Joonas was laughing “I know Kyra needs a maid of honor, anyway”
The Sea Vixen, located at the midway point between Iceland and the Norwegian coast, travelled north by northeast.
“I’m fucking done with recuperating!” Kyra swung her long legs off the bed.
“Please my dear, your stitches… even the ones inside, you need more rest” Joonas tone was loving and concerned.
“Hah!” Joonas did not see Vendela enter Kyra’s stateroom “She knows I’m that close from taking you into the shower and screwing your brains out, Dr Joonas” The cop held up her right hand so they could see her thumb and forefinger two centimeters apart.
“You wish bitch!” Kyra was trying not to laugh. “I’m fine dammit… besides if anyone is going to fire a rocket launcher, it’s going to be me”
“Hey, thought was going to man the rocket launcher,” Vendela sounded offended.
“You! Oh right! You couldn’t even hit a giant lunatic from 25 yards” Kyra had a point.
“Well… was actually aiming at the intern!” Vendela lied.
“Fucking liar!” Kyra knew the truth.
“Fine!” Vendela recognized she was fighting a losing battle, “Okay, but get to set off the nukes!”
Kyra was a tough cookie and would not cede anything for free, “You, my dear friend, will have to earn that”
“Name it! What do need to do?” Vendela’ question was a silly one.
Kyra pushed herself off the hospital bed As her feet touched the floor, her hospital gown fell off Joonas took her right hand and the two lovebirds approached Vendela.
Vendela looked into Kyra’s eyes, then into Joonas eyes Joonas reached over and grabbed the zipper on the front of Vendela’s catsuit.
Pertaining to Vendela’s last question, “Well, my dear… we’ll show you”
Joonas pulled the zipper all the way down Vendela’s next sound was an elongated moan.
Yelena Zemtsove walked out of the front doors of the RITZ ARLTON on Ulitsa Tverskaya The drooling look from the doorman confirmed what she already knew She was hot Moscow’s highest paid escort had performed brilliantly over the past six hours She even had time to reapply her make up after an elongated shower 10000 was 10000 even if it was from an American lesbian senator Not a lesbian, Yelena would always take one for the team, after doubling her rates.
Ulitsa Tverskaya was eerily quiet this time of night This was a stark contrast to the news headlines Nuclear fallout in northern Sweden and rising tensions between Russia, Finland, and Sweden.
“Who cares?” she thought Her luxury apartment was four blocks away Yelena decided to walk Walking in her thigh high, high heeled gray suede boots made her feel sexy.
Her maroon sequins party gown hugged her curves well She would need heterosexual sex fast If no one was available, she had a vibrator and dildo waiting back at her apartment. Her boots made the ten minute walk, a twenty- minute walk Moscow’s top escort was fearless She was also a black belt in Shotokan Karate In the distance, Yelena heard what she believed was car alarms “Weird,” she said out loud As she continued her early, predawn stroll, the escort realized the sounds were not car alarms Now the high pitch squealing noises seemed to be coming from below the street Yelena walked forward another few meters and found a hole in the street in which a manhole cover was missing from.
Meanwhile in the sewer, below Ulitsa Tverskaya the former Margreth the former Minttu, and 12000 of their children were hungry It was time to feed The two breeding monsters looked up through a hole above and saw an opportunity Yelena Zemtsova a vessel to impregnate Yelena looked down into the manhole thousands of strands of silvery fiber shot up and encased her The escort never screamed as she was pulled into the sewer.
Christopher Zisi is an American horror writer from Fredericksburg, Virginia In 2013 he created the blog Zisi Emporium for B Movies" which showcases his thoughts and witticisms of horror, exploitation, and science fiction films. To date, over 1800 films have been reviewed on this blog Mr Zisi has published several books including four in The XTREM COLLECTION by CREATORS UNITE Those books are TheHimalayanDevilWoman TheGhostsOfBrisbane AbileneThe BondageOfSuyinWong PatriciaMThePerilsOfASultryStewardess Before writing about horror full time, Christopher Zisi was a Special Agent for the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI). During his 25 year career with the FBI, Zisi conducted drug and organized crime investigations in the Baltimore Division and eventually moved to the FBI's training academy in Quantico, Virginia At Quantico, he taught Interviewing and Interrogation, Detection of Deception, and also issues related to police involved shootings The FBI sent Zisi to over 25 countries (including Vietnam, Cambodia, Guyana, Poland, The Maldives, and Brazil) to instruct on interrogation and detection of deception. Christopher Zisi travels the world seeking inspiration and plot ideas for future works He has visited all 50 states and, during his trip to Alaska in 2018 found inspiration for his firth novel, The Vixen Of Vladivostok . He also spends a significant portion of his year in the American mid west, visiting his son in Wisconsin A year ago his son moved to Wisconsin He was in Topeka Kansas for over 3 years, Christopher’s visits to Kansas inspired his third novel, AbileneTheBondageOfSuyinWong . Christopher Zisi is now preparing for his next story with his present travels to the American mid west and the American southeast.
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