My heart was pounding with excitement and already I could feel the cool air on the dampness between my legs. I climbed over the wooden fence and walke... the few yards across the verge towards the road. I was still just under the overhanging branches of the trees but I was also visible to the oncoming cars, caught in the glare of their headlights for a few seconds, before they sped past. Nothing changed as I stood there with my coat covering me. The cars didn’t slow down and I started to relax.. A muffled scream came from her throat as I pushed into her vagina. My husband continued to pull and twist her nipples until she started to suck his cock again. By now the two of us were ramming her from both ends. He then took his cock out and we switched positions. She refused to take the strap-on in her mouth. “Suck it slut unless you want to get your ass whipped.” She still refused. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the coffee table on which he had left the riding crop. He. After she had been cut the line moved again to the next meat-girl whop had come in after Mary while Mary was moved along the line to the next room thought a set of doors that read "Gutting Room".Once inside the gutting room Mary could see a lot of young meat-girls being cut open and there inside's being ripped out of there body's carelessly, the message was clear to all who were still alive and conscious enough to see they were just meat now, Mary didn't have to wait long before a butcher came. Now, N ordered me to be on my hands and knees like a dog.As soon as I bent like a dog, I started feeling the weight of the chain on my neck. They again laughed and sat on their respective seats and started talking among themselves like I am not even there. I was shaking like a leaf with excitement and the waiting was making me more and more curious about what they were going to do next.After some time, D ordered me to serve them cool drinks and snacks from the kitchen. I stood up and ran into.