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Subject: {ASSM} Spin and Marty 2005 AD (Teen,Rape,Snuff) A Devils Tale
Date: Sat,  5 Jan 2002 23:10:07 -0500
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Feeling the vibration of the cell phone in my vest pocket I immediately
pulled up on Sky Rockets reins (whom Marty had asked me to ride while he
was gone), which had the effect of stopping the feisty old stud dead in
his tracks, in the middle of the narrow boulder lined trail ( that I was
currently traveling upon), as I then reached with my now well tanned
right hand into my sweaty vest pocket (after unbuttoning it that is) at
which point I then pulled out the sleek (brand new) Nokia phone that mom
had given me just before dropping me off at camp so I could keep in
touch with her.

Putting the phone to my ear after doing my Captain Kirk imitation I was
somewhat surprised to hear the sound of Bills voice on the other end of
the line. especially so as I assumed (from observing him the last three
weeks) that he had long forgotten me as he was now swamped with the new
snot noses that Mister Logan who had (as usual) overbooked in the
assumption of a 25% no show rate, but which this year had backfired on
him bigtime as they all had decided to show up this summer!

Which in a way was a lucky break for me as with it being only Bill and
Hank and Mister Logan to run things, it then allowed me the freedom to
ride off on my own, to do what I wanted (not that there was all that
much to do) when I wanted to do it! but anyway as I got back to
listening to him he then went on to explain to me that he had just
received a call from Perkins, who had (it seems) told him to pack up
Marty's stuff! as he was not going to be able to return to the Triple-R
this year! 

Going on to explain in his round-a-bout way (which I hated) it seems
that his Grandmother's broken hip had been much more severe than the
doctors had first reported on the phone to them the day before
yesterday! when the doctor in charge had called Mister Logan to explain
it all! and so as a result Bill then said to me that he would now be (as
he finally came to the friggin point) staying home for the rest of this
summer.

He assumed it was because she was going to be on some pretty strong pain
meds! which as a result would violate the guardianship clause in the
camps contract, so thereby preventing him from coming back! and seeing
as the lawyers for the state had said that any kid who attended any
summer camp needed at least one available relative it seems that poor
Marty was out of luck.

Suddenly finding myself yelling, Thats Just Fucking Great! (as I loudly
swore to nobody in particular, not even the rock squirrel sitting atop a
boulder looking queerly at me) I began fighting down the rising urge to
slam the phone onto the ground at Sky Rockets hooves!

But luckily enough for the phone I regained enough composer so as to
allow myself semi-calmly put the phone away in my saddle bag (that is
after shutting off the ringer as at that point I didn't want to see or
hear it) as I then looked at the bleak near future in blissful silence
as it now seems that I was stuck all summer out here! and now not one
fucking friend to help with the terminal boredom as all the old gang
(even that little runt moochie) had gone on to better things.

Yeah it fucking figures (as I continued to rant to the rocks and to
myself as I kicked old Sky Rocket to get him started once again) I get
talked into coming down here in Marty's car thereby leaving my old (but
working) clunker at home, and what the hell ends up happening to me? Yep
thats right Marty has to pick up his shit and then run home to his bitch
of a Grandmother! leaving me stranded out in the middle of God Damned
nowhere! and worse still because I now had no wheels I now had no means
at all of getting any booze, cigs and the other necessities of life like
women.

Women who were willing to put out a little! a necessity that I would
sorely need if I was to have anychance of getting laid out here and
seeing as the little girls at the Circle-O ( or the HO's as we all had
laughingly called them) were off limits to me (as the camp counselor
they had was a real Ball Buster) it looked like I would be mounting more
than a few of the mares this year!

Kicking Sky Rocket into motion, as he had slowed to a halt once again
for some reason, I then slipped into flashback mode, as I recalled with
a fondness time and distances brings at all the shit the both of us had
gone through over the past five summers out here on the old Triple-R as
I got a break from being the rope in a tug of war between my divorced
parents back then, at which point I then had to smile at the sheer
impossibility of the events that had led up to our meeting, and then
eventually to our friendship.

A friendship which at times as I now recalled had been hard as hell for
me to maintain with him, especially at first as I recalled that the
little prick had thought himself better than everyone else! which (I
later learned) had been the fault of his tyrannical Grandmother! who had
(mostly with her constant nagging) almost turned the poor little bastard
into a simpering sissy, which had (as a result) really put me off him as
I hated fags! so much so in fact that the first few weeks out here I had
very badly wanted to push his smug little face in with my fist.

But anyway after that, as things had settled down it went all right for
us for the next three years! but then last year it got really tense
between us for a time, when (at first) he thought I was trying to steal
"His Horse" which if the truth be told was never really his or mine to
begin with! but was instead Mister Logans as the horse in question had
been on his ranch when we had caught him, as witnessed by the actions he
took after we went away that summer, as he then took the first
opportunity that came his way and so he sold "The Wild Eyed Bastard" (as
he had called him on more than one occasion behind our backs) to the
Rodeo circuit, where he was I learned the first week here making a big
reputation as a bucking bronco.

Anyway if that wasn't enough of a row for us to go thru a few days later
we started to fight bigtime over that dumb Robinhood part (in Darlene's
sketch) when he then somehow got the stupid notion into his head that I
was then trying to steal "His Girl... Annette"! which was, as I now
thought about it from my future perspective a big sick laugh! as I never
had been that interested in her! at least not in anything other than in
trying to separate her from her panties so I could then fuck her brains
out once or twice.

Which was as it turned out just as well for me that I never did get to
fuck her! especially considering what I later learned about her from one
of the boys that went to her school, who I had met (by wild chance) at a
keg party one night when I had gone out to have some fun with the team!

Catching him in the right state of mind (drunk as a skunk on beer and
Vodka) he then told me at great length (not that I could have shut him
up if I had wanted to) that she had a reputation as an A number one Cock
Teaser.

And not just your sweet little innocent cock teaser either who was
saving her cherry for mister right( as he went on to explain to me after
chugging down a can of beer) but one real bitch who knew what she was
doing all to well! as he then told me that she had gone thru damn near
every top of the line hunk and jock in highschool, only to end up a few
weeks later dumping them! that is after she bled them of all their
money, and worse still leaving them looking like total fools with balls
bluer than the football teams uniforms, and as well leaving more than
one ex girlfriend ready to scratch her eyes out.

Which was I then I realized (with eyes now fully opened to her) that she
had played her tease game on the two of us that last summer! in order (I
guessed) to get the two of us to turn against each other for her
amusement, which (I now assumed) had been part of her plan all along!

Yep the good old divide and conquer game! at which point she could then
cosey up to one of us in order to then bleed either me or poor Marty out
of some major dollars, which (being as he was naive as hell) he would
have given her plenty of! only to then end up duped as all the other
poor shmucks she had gone thru! which in the end (mostly thanks to
Darlene who had diverted Marty) hadn't work with us (thank God).

Anyway tuning my attention back to the trail, as I put aside my memories
and wonderings if the Queen Cock Teaser would show up at the Circle-H
this summer, I was damn near was unseated when this black and white
horse blew by me at which point I just saw enough (from out of the
corner of my eye) that it registered in my head that nobody was in the
saddle.

Looking at where the horse in question was going I knew it was going to
end up in a box canyon about five miles up the trail at which point it
would likely calm down enough to munch away on some grass i knew grew
there.

With that choice taking care of itself I then carefully turned old Sky
Rocket around, and then headed him on back down the trail we had just
come up! expecting at any second to find one of the new snot noses laid
out on the dirt trail (with his head bashed in) so it was with an
enormous amount of surprise that as I rounded a bend in the trail I
looked up to see none other than Annette hobbling up the trail towards
me at which point she stopped as I drew up in front of her, which was
then that I dismounted to see if she was alright.

Seeing nothing obviously wrong with her from now only a few feet away
(like a tear in her pants) I then looked up at her as I took her all in,
which was when my breath got taken away as it seemed that she had nly
gotten prettier since the last time that I had seen her! at which point
I then started to ask her what the heck had happened? and as well if she
was hurt in anyway.

Which was when she then told me about the snake that had startled her
mare (Happy Legs) which as any horse with sense would do had bolted, and
then eventually had thrown her! which was when she then told me that she
had twisted her ankle a little trying to clear it from the stirrup.

Even knowing her history of teasing I still found myself wanting to
please her! so it was with a little wonder on my part that I heard
myself making the suggestion that maybe I could give her a lift on up
the trail? and then help her get her horse, which as expected earned me
an ear to ear smile which damn near turned my legs to jelly.

Helping her on over to Sky Rocket (as I took in her smell) I then held
her around her waist as she put her twisted left foot into the stirrup,
at which point I then all but lifted her on up into the saddle (taking
full oportunity to let my hands roam) which was then as I finished,that
I then took her left foot from out of the stirrup after seeing that she
was properly seated. at which point I then reached up and grasped the
saddle horn (where I had left the reins) and then the back of the saddle
as I then put my own left foot into the stirrup! as I then mounted Sky
Rocket as well with a grunt.

Getting settled in took a minute (as I slowly pushed Annette forward in
the saddle) so it was a couple of minutes before it then hit me that I
was as close to her as I had ever been! and with her fine soft ass now
literally sitting down upon my lap (as it was a very snug saddle) I then
realized that I was starting to get hardon! at which point I then firmly
grasped the reins and kicked the old stud underneath me into motion
hoping like hell that the bouncing would help cover my growing excitment
as he troted back on up the trail.

With the trail being kinda narrow in places, and with my nose now deeply
buried in her hair which allowed the full effect of her perfume to now
completely intoxicate me! and as well with my now pulsing erection
sending jolts thru me every few seconds as her ass constantly massaged
it thru my jeans, it was only when I heard the first loud moan break
from her that I finally noticed that there was something wrong with her.

Which was when I felt her hands suddenly grasp my wrists (which were in
front of her just about at crotch level)! as I then felt her body (thru
my own which was tight up against her) shudder, which was when
everything then added up in my head! as it finally hit me that she had
just somehow orgasmed, which almost but not quite made me haul in on the
reins so as to stop Sky Rocket.

In fact realizing only a second before I would have done so it then came
to me that what had made her come was the pressure of the saddle horn
rubbing her cunt thru her jeans at which point it came to me the power
that I now literally held in my hands over her! so instead of stopping
him I then urged him into a little rougher gait, which caused her I
noticed with satisfaction to make even harder contact with the
saddlehorn.

So it was no suprise that shortly thereafter I felt her once again moan
and shudder, as she then came once again and then after that I felt the
shudders as she then came every few minutes! as Sky Rocket now began to
eat up the distance towards our goal in the canyon in front of us.

Eventually (as all things do) we came to the narrow entrance of the box
canyon, which I then guided the old boy thru with some trouble as
Annette (who must have had two dozen or more orgasms) now hung limp in
my arms as the last orgasm had seemed to be too much for her as she had
fainted, and so as a result she didn't see her horse (now just a few
feet away from us) muching contently away on a mouthfull of something
brwn as I stopped him and carefully got down from off his back.

Which was when I then let her limp form lean on over and slide on off
into my arms, at which point the horny old bastard then troted on off
over to join the still munching mare for (I assumed) a little horsing
around! as I then turned back and looked Annette over which was when I
then saw to my astonishment that her crotch area was now completely wet!
just as if she had peed herself! 

Being curious and horny as hell I then took advantage of the situation
and reached over and grasped the two zippers I saw on the sides of her
blue jeans, at which point I then slowly but firmly pulled them down,
while all the time I nervously noted that she lay drooped backwards upon
the round boulder she was on, as I then boldly grasped the waist of her
jeans (and the panties beneath) as I then slowly pulled them down
towards her ankles. which was when (as I kneeled down on the ground) I
then saw these two small gold metal balls drop from between her slack
cunt lips and then into the cup formed by her panties.

Picking them up where they were now lying, and then staring at them it
took me a minute to realize that they were Ben-Wa balls! Balls that I
had seen advertised on the internet hundreds of times and which it
seemed so did Annette, who had somehow gotten her hands on a set! and
which now explained to me her passed out condition as her orgasms had
been it seems magnified many times by these little bastards!

Looking at her now naked from the waist down I suppose nobody could have
stopped themselves from doing what I did because I suddenly unzipped my
fly and pulled out my old John Thomas. which was at that point in time
madly throbbing in the warm morning air, as I then quickly leaned myself
up against her and slid my seven inchs deep into her gut.

I don't know when as I was lost to the world at that point (feeling her
warm pussy engulf my prick), but sometime just before I came I felt her
stir, and then start to weakly struggle with me which (if anything) only
made me more excited! at which point I then think I felt her try to
kick/knee me in the groin, but as my feet were on top of her jeans
(which were still wrapped around her ankles) she couldn't get much
motion into her thrust! so I just pumped away harder and harder! until
reaching the point of no return, I then came deep inside of her hot
hole. which if anything then caused her to struggle harder still, but to
no avail as I now was laying atop her with my full weight (crushing her)
now totally spent.  

Eventually as I got my second wind (after about a minute) I got enough
umph back into my legs. which then allowed me to stagger backwards a
foot or three! which pulled my now semi soft cock from her dripping cunt
at which point I then noticed a thin line of sperm (that was still
coming out of my piss hole) streching itself from her still open cunt
until (after about three feet I guessed) it broke! which for some reason
triggered a giggle from me (as for some reason I still cannot remember I
thought it was funny).

But it seems Annette didn't think that it was so funny! as she then sat
bolt upright and yelled at me at the top of her lungs "How dare you! "
"You,you God Damned Rapist!" at which point I just looked at her before
saying to her (in a snide voice) Yeah Right... A Little Fucking Cock
Tease like you! has the nerve! to call Me names.

Which was then (now more worked up than ever as I saw she was starting
to cry) that she launched herself at me! but it seems she forgot her
jeans! which were still around her ankles, because as I saw her come
torwards me she then suddenly tripped on them.

At which point with this queer look on her face she then fell
forward,which was then I clearly saw her smashing her head on a fist
sized rock that was just laying on the ground between us. 

Expecting her to get up I just stood there stunned! as I stared at her
body for maybe three minutes before it hit me that something was really
wrong! so first putting my dick back into my pants as I had my
priorities I then knelt down which was when I then saw the deeply red
colored blood. which was really coming out in no small amount from both
of her ears, at which point (in a semi panic) I then put my still calm
left hand to her neck just like they thought me in the scouts, and as
the seconds went by as I held it there I didn't feel even the flicker of
a pulse coming from her neck.

Turning her over on her back I then saw  that her eyelids were closed!
and so peeling one them open with my left thumb I then saw to my horror
that it didn't respond to the sudden in rush of sunlight. so taking my
hand and making shade over that eye I then went back and forth between
dark and light at which point I clearly saw no response at all from her
pupil.

Which meant that she was dead!

I think thats when I went over the edge and panicked! as I now remember
that I had run over to Sky Rocket and then jumped on up onto his back,
as I then spun him around towards the exit, at which moment it then hit
me like a brick in the face that if the cops found her here (like this)
I was sure as shit going to get caught! at which point I then calmed
down enough to get off the old boy and tie him to a small bush in front
of me.

Walking back over to her body I then started to wildly think about shit
like trying to bury her someplace (as I dumbly stood there and looked at
her) which was when after one crazy idea went thru my head after another
one! I then got an idea when I then recalled one day two years ago when
Hank the hand once told me of one poor kid who he had known as a boy
thirty years ago. who had fallen off his horse one day and was found
days later dragged to death! at which point I then looked down at her
once again and then I looked at her horse as I then decided that it was
the best idea that I was likely to come up with, so I went for it just
like a drowning man would grab at a floating log in a flash flood!

So with that decided I then went into action as I cleaned her up the
best I could and redressed her, then somehow I found the strenght to get
her back up on her horse, which was a real bitch! as she was literally
dead weight! at which point I then led tied her down as I then her from
out of the box canyon (which was the last place I wanted them to look)
to a small stream about a half mile away from here. which when we got
there I then stopped her horse in the middle of as I then went on over
to her at which point I then put her left foot into the stirrup (which I
first twisted a dozen times to make sure it stayed in).

Then leaning under the belly of her horse I then unbuckled the girth
strap, and let it loosen by a good two holes at which point I then
buckled it up once again which was when I then got back up on Sky Rocket
as I then led her horse on down the stream! where after going less than
twenty feet she then leaned left and fell off, at which point the horse
started to drag her body on down stream another twenty feet or so before
then dragging her onto shore! where it then stood and stared back at me
confused until I then removed the rock I had earlier picked up from my
shirt pocket, which I then threw at it with all of my might hitting it
smack dab in the ass, at which point it then broke into a panicked run
dragging her body right nicely along behind it.

Going back upstream for a mile to make sure I didn't leave a trailI then
didn't waist any time and got my ass back to the Triple -R PDQ, which it
turned out was good thing as I just beat Bill Mister Logan and Hank with
the snot noses, which then gave me many witnesses two days later when
the cops finally showed up and told us that they had found her body
smashed all to bits some fifty miles to the east of here.

At which point I relaxed.......

Fading away the picture of Spin (atop his bunk) was soon replaced by the
image of this hideous thing that looked like it was the bastard child of
a Bull and a T-Rex, that was (at that moment) looking down upon this
glowing ball (the size of a humans fist) as the sound of its deep evil
sounding voice echoed thru infinity as it said M I C... K E Y Mouse.


The End


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