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Under the Boardwalk - Part 2 (m/f noncons; water s
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ethnic slurs. There is also excessive violence -- this is NOT like any of
the other erotica posted by [email protected]. You have been warned.
Under the Boardwalk -- Part 2
Copyright 1994 by Christine Faltz ([email protected]) and Marc Emery
([email protected]). Permission granted to reproduce electronically.
A tense cloud of gasps and anxious breathing from the hungry onlookers
creeping closer broke open when sexual mania gripped a slender Japanese man
in his late forties. He sliced through the scene, peeled his clothes off in
a whirl, seamlessly shedding his trousers (like he knew how it was done!),
when in a moment, he sneered naked above Li Kim's sad and sobbing face,
her tiny body quaking from the assault so far.
"Your ancestors received our Japanese daggers fifty years ago, perhaps
even your grandmother took my own father's flaming tool in her worthless
cunt; a fate far too good for an insignificant Korean whore, to take the
lightning rod of the Emperor's soldiers. Have my sword now, daughter of
'Chosen'."
The rigid Jap kicked the exhausted slumped lifeguard off of Li Kim and
jumped atop of the rape-slave, jamming his needle of a cock into her slick
cunt. Sneering Japanese obscenities, burbling with demented mutterings of
vengeance for humiliation, his hand braced her neck into an ominous rape
lust grip.
Shannon, almost frozen by the abrupt and determined Jap fuck, regained her
presence, and snapped her rattan cane over his taut ass...-whap!-
"Hey, son of Nippon, ease up on the neck or I crack your skull..."
Whack! again. His grip loosened, but his angry vicious orgasm was well
under way, the swelling fury in his loins spilling out of his mouth with
alternating obscenities in Japanese and English..."filthy Korean garbage...
worthless fuckhole witch...rrrhhhaaaaggghhhh! BITCH! ...
Another Jap in the crowd urged him on in Japanese, and Shannon conceded,
"OK, give it to her needle dick" with some admiration for the old
warrior...
"rrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhh, bitch, cunt, I'll piss over your fuck face when
I'm done, Korean cunthole garbage..."
Shannon knew this guy was a quick come, and to give the finale yet another
shot of adrenalin, ---Whack! Whack! -- two more sharp snaps of her rattan
switch over the Jap's tight butt sent the warrior reeling...
...into delirious orgasm. Flying, flying, spinning,,,
Shannon was peaking with him ..."That's for boys who had to suck your
dicks at Bataan..." --whack!---, "and oh yeah, this is for all the little
Nanking girls whose slits weren't even as big as nickels, "---whack! once
more " you Jap rapists filled all those virgin bellies with your filthy
fucking scuz you sick fucks...".
The vivid memories of Jap rape atrocities was inciting Shannon, the crowd,
and the Jap fucker, but not Li Kim. Alas, no one was worrying about the
poor girl's polluted cunt or the growing patches of bruises from the
escalating lust of her attackers. The crowd was riding with the maniacal
fervor of the Jap fucker, cheering, jeering, wailing war chants, shouts of
"Banzai!", "Fuck the Korean slut", "Give me the slant-eyed cunthole, I'll
work her over"...
Out of the close-ringed mob of horny sex criminals, two black dudes in
their early 20's stripped off only their pants and approached Li Kim's face
with their fat, semi-erect (or were they just big horse dick cocks?)
schlongs a few pungent inches from Li Kim's little button of a nose.
"Filthy niggers" the Jap spit back as the intimidating black tools hovered
ominously by his angry, contorted face, "get those filthy things away from
me..."
But his orgasm was well under way, and he could only go with it, the
electric charges of jizz drilling into the battered Korean cunt, the Jap
lost in a haze of spittle and obscenities.
Li Kim moaned at the degradation of it all. The Jap came quickly, offended
by the imminent assault of his comfort woman by these black donkey dicks...
"Stupid Jap, we don' wanna fuck this Korean bitch, we already busted a
slant-eyed 12 year old bitch in Chinatown last week. She ain't walkin' so
good today, she bin pukin' up alot black cream, I hear, too, ain't that
right Fitzroy? We jus' need to relieve ourselves, ain't that right, Fitz"
"Yaaahhh, thass right..." added Fitzroy, and both let fly a stinking blast
of their nigger piss all over Li Kim's face and titties. The Jap jumped off
just in time, the filthy piss spray flying over all of the Korean scuz cunt
slave... "They ain't servin' this at no 7-11, Korea Girl, how'd you like
our Slurpee? " The brothers laughed at that and gave each other high fives.
Li Kim wailed in psychic shock, sobbing louder, choking from all the piss
in her nostrils, mouth, oozing out of her ears, the stench soaked into her
little black knot-top of hair. "Mistress, help me, your slave, I beg
you...'
"Hey, Leroy, this ain't no black man's audition for Last Exit to Brooklyn"
and raised her rattan switch to lash their unloaded cocks, but it was
obvious the scene was out of control, and the horny mob of vicarious sex
criminals was closing in on her and Li Kim.
Other men were fisting their cocks, ready in seconds to dive on the wailing
girl punished in the sand, women all along the beach were beginning to feel
threatened and beginning to flee, while men pursued them into women's
washrooms, their cars, or simply attacked them on the beach in full view of
other frozen onlookers. The men all over the beach had become, in only
fifteen minutes of sexual frenzy in this one spot, inspired to rape lust.
Two enterprising homeless women were offering blow jobs at $5 a load,
knowing their wasn't a man on the beach who wouldn't bang his angry load
down their well-worn throats in under 30 seconds, so over-stimulated were
they all.
The mad, urine soaked sex scene was shattered by a careening, screeching
roaring car lurching off the roadway and onto the beach, toward the centre
of the sexual maelstrom. A black stretch limo blared into the frenzy,
dispersing the agitated mob, and -BAM!- bashing the elbow of Fitzroy, who
was wiping the last golden drops of his piss in Li Kim's hair, "what the
fuck, yow!"...
Out of the stretch limo raced a burly black chauffeur towards Li Kim,
WHUMP, went his big foot into the black predators face, Fitz's dick still
dangling over Li Kim's green eyes when he slumped over from the foot in his
face.
"Madame," he said to Shannon "its time to depart, yes?", with sublime
urgency, and he hauled Li Kim into the limousine, piss-soaked and belly full
of scuz.
In a few frenzied seconds, the sexually demented mob broke and retreated to
other places nearby to continue their sordid voyeurism or to seize the
moment and simply grab the nearest woman, wife, daughter, child, it made no
difference to them now, especially since within moments, each woman on the
beach was being assaulted by three or four men, and no orifice was sacred
from their evil fantasies broken loose into the world...
Shannon's intense rush from the crazed scene receded as the limo tore away
from the Boardwalk.
"Thanks, Amul, I was wild tonight, and how is my sobbing little Korean baby
now. Safe with the your mistress, yes?"
-end Chapter Two-
Well, there is my contribution, let me know what you think. Hope your life
has been good.
Marc
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This message from HEMP BC, The Marijuana & Hemp Centre for Greater Vancouver,
324 West Hastings, Vancouver, B.C., Canada V6B 1K6. Ph. 604-681-4620, fax
(604) 681-4604. Marc Emery - Proprietor. Devoted associates: Ian Hunter,
Danna Rozek. "One cultivates Marijuana, and by marijuana, one is cultivated."
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Everyone talks about apathy; but no one *does* anything about it.
Seven weeks until I am in the same building as HE!!!
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