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This one is about 40% Nogards fault, after the last piece here,
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\r\n\t\t\t\tHorrors of the fur market by Kelseyfluff\r\n\t\t\t
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, he not only encouraged me to write a sequel and helped edit it, but he also then went and paid me to do it.
 
This story contains horrible things, like vivid descriptions of gore, live butchery of intelligent furs and speciesism.
", "writing": "The strangled gurgles of the furs being hung across the road from the wolfess were cut off for a moment as a cart rolled gently past. She briefly met eyes with one of the occupants, a well built doberman with a horrified look on her face, as though she had just discovered she was in the meat market of Histon. The wolfess was dragged back to her own reality as the coffle she was bound too moved onwards, turning to enter the building they were lined up against through a set of double doors. The scorching heat of the sun was replaced with the relative cool of the hard stone walls. The lizards began to bunch the coffle up again, stopping the fur at the front driving on the ones behind her until the girls pressed up against each other to all fit in. Between the dim lighting of the room and the back of the doe she was pressed against, the wolfess couldn’t see much, but her nose told her she had arrived at the butchers. As the doors thudded shut behind the back of the coffle she became acutely aware she had seen the sun for the last time.\n \nA scrawny red lizard in a stained butcher's apron walked down the length of the room to join his partner at the front of the coffle. The wolfess was the third fur in the coffle, and being pressed in close behind the second she couldn’t see any of the one at the front. She could hear her sniffle and whimper though as her heavy steel bindings were undone and she was dragged through the sand on the floor.\n \nThings went relatively quiet for a few moments. She could hear movement and the stretching of ropes across room while the symphony of muffled screaming from the market as furs were butchered and killed filled any gaps between. It was the closest thing to silence the wolfess had heard since her coffle had been marched into the market to be butchered.\n \nIt was interrupted by a piercing shriek from whatever fur had been dragged off the front of the coffle. The wolfess realized she could probably look around the doe in front of her if she really wanted to, but decided to savour a few moments of ignorant bliss in the moments before she was to be butchered. The wolfess simply pinned her ears back to try and block the scream after it resumed from a short pause, presumably for the unfortunate fur to breathe. She could feel the doe in front of her shiver and fidget as she watched what was happening. The rest of the coffle could at least hide behind the girl in front of them, but the poor fur now at the front had to watch the first girl being slaughtered alive while she waited for her own turn.\n \nThe screaming continued with short pauses for breath. In the short periods of silence between them the wolfess could just hear wet slopping noises and the grunting of one of the lizards. With time the pained yells of the poor fur grew quieter and raspy as the victim wore out her voice. It felt longer, but after only a few minutes the screaming gave way to the sound of pained moans and sobbing.\n \nOne last strained yelp cried out and was silenced, replaced with the quiet sound of gurgling and dripping blood. In the relative quiet that flowed over the butchers, the wolfess could again hear the muffled cries of other furs across the market being slaughtered.\n \nOut of the periphery of her vision though, she saw the two lizards approach. One of them reached around to undo the chain that linked the doe’s collar to the wolfess’ and stuffed it into his apron. Both of the butchers then worked together to lift the doe off her feet. All of the girls had their paws bound behind them, and the lizards simply put an arm under each of the doe’s and picked her up off the floor. As they dragged her away, limp and helpless, the wolfess now got a front row view of the butchery.\n \nA long wooden bar was suspended on each end by an A-frame. At one end of the frame a deep maroon vixen hung upside down by her spread legs. The front of her torso had been sliced open from her tail to her breasts and emptied. Blood flowed out of the gaping wound, running through her pelt and around her breasts until it dribbled off her slit neck. The vixen wasn’t dead yet, she was still gurgling and trying to breath, even though gravity held her head back and the slice open. Below her was a large, blood stained, wooden bucket filled with her entrails, collecting the vixen’s blood if only to keep it off the floor.\n \nA boot to the back of the legs knocked the does legs out from under her and the lizards dropped her to the floor next to the dripping body of the vixen. The lizards picked up lengths of rope they had laid in front of the frame and looped them over the does legs. Each rope had a slip knot already tied in the end that cinched tight around her ankles with a tug. The two of them worked silently, both had slaughtered so many furs together they seemingly didn’t need to talk to each other, they simply did as they knew to do.\n \nThe doe was frozen with fear as the lizards passed the ropes over the bar, then pulled down on them to lift her off the floor, suspending her by her legs. The ropes were both tied to eyelets bolted to the floor of the butchers, leaving the doe swinging back and forth lightly. Nothing so much as a murmur came from the girl that surely realized she was about to be brutally butchered. The wolfess watched silently, wondering if she would die calmly and quietly like the doe, or screaming like the vixen.\n \nOne of the lizards stepped away from the girl, grabbing more ropes from a pile on the table and began tying a slip knot in each of them, preparing the ropes that would hoist the wolfess in mere minutes.\n \nMeanwhile the other lizard pulled the bucket across from under the now dead vixen, placing it in front of the doe and retrieved a bloody knife from a sheath on his belt. Steadying the doe with one hand on her flank he drove the tip of the blade into her abdomen with a quick thrust, slicing into the girl just below where her cunt was held on display between her spread legs. A weary cry of pain came from the doe a moment later, she had been holding her breath and trying not to scream. She failed. To the sound of desperate howling the lizard sawed the knife downwards, blood from the wound following and overtaking it down the front of the girl.\n \n \nThe wolfess recoiled in horror as the doe’s guts began to sag out of her sundered stomach. The sight got worse as the lizard withdrew the knife and stood up, plunging it back into the doe between her legs to the sounds of more screaming. The lizard made two further cuts into the screaming girl before yanking out a pound of flesh and dropping it into the bucket. As the doe’s intestines chased after it, and the lizard crouched down to pull out the rest of her guts, the wolfess realized he had cut out her entire nethers, leaving her open from tail to chest.\n \nThe lizard continued to reach into the doe, pulling out vital organs and discarding them into the bucket as the howling from the deer grew more raspy and desperate. Not only had the deer exhausted her strength and worn out her voice, she was now struggling to breathe. If the wolfess had known much about medicine she would have noticed that the cut had gone through the doe’s diaphragm. She wouldn’t be gasping for long though, with the gutting completed the lizard stepped around the doe and crouched behind her. Grabbing her head with one hand he drew the knife across her throat with the other, sawing back and forth until he reached bone. The screams were silenced, replaced with the sounds of gurgling and blood as the doe’s head fell limp, still trying to breathe but quickly losing blood to the bucket.\n \nThe wolfess stood transfixed, watching the doe in front of her rapidly bled to death. It wasn’t until she felt one of the butchers undoing the chain on the back of her collar that she realized it was her own turn. As with the deer before her, she froze. She couldn’t tell if she was obediently waiting her turn to die or if fear was holding her in place. The lizards didn’t care either way, they each put an arm under hers and lifted her entirely off the floor, dragging her towards the frame with her toes trailing in the dust.\n \nShe was dropped roughly to the floor beneath the bar, roughly half way down. To one side of her the two furs hung by their spread legs, the doe still struggling futilely to breath and the dead vixen besides her. To the other side more space yet waited for victims to be butchered.\n \nEach of the two lizards took a length of coarse rope and looped it over wolfesses ankles, the rope burning against her fur as the knots were tugged tight. The knots were tight and simple, the dug into her skin and pulled out fur. They didn’t care for the surface damage, had her pelt been worth anything she would have been sold to the fur farms. With her legs securely tied to the ropes, both lizards stood up and tossed the other ends over the bar. They each hooked their rope between two pegs, to hold her legs to the sides after she was raised, then pulled down hard. The wolfess was roughly lifted from the floor inverted, swinging back and forth as they tied the ropes off behind her. The wolfess could only wriggle as she hung upside down by her legs. Finally, when they had finished tying the ropes she was hung by, one of the lizards stepped around to her front into her field of vision.\n \nThe butcher behind her gripped her wrists and pulled them upwards, lifting her head away from the floor, letting her tits sag down out of the way and pushing her belly out to be carved into. She knew what came next. She had stood and watched as the same lizard with the same bloody knife carved out the innards of the doe before her. She gritted her teeth, holding her breath and waiting for the lizard to sink the knife into her and start carving her to pieces. The world seemed to stand still, blood rushed to her head until the lizard, finally, caressed her breast gently.\n \nThe wolfess let out a gasp, unable to hold her breath any longer, whimpering that it was taking so long but slightly relieved to have a few more moments to live. Though she couldn’t figure out why the lizard had hesitated to grip and poke at her tits for a few moments.\n \n“Come on Nogard” came an exasperated voice behind her “carve her up already” The wolfess also didn’t like the waiting, but felt it probably wasn’t going to be the worst bit of today.\n \n“Wait a minute. Come look at this” came the reply, after which the lizard behind her let go of her arms, sending her swing back and forth gently as she flopped back to vertical. “There’s blemishes on the underside of her tits”.\n \nThe other lizard stepped around her, and knelt down to get a closer look. “Is that disease?”\n \n“No.” the first lizard said solemnly “I think it’s marks from breast injections”\n \n“Shit!” the other lizard yelled across the slaughterhouse, throwing something he had in his hands that bounced off one of the dead girls next to her. “That bitch Karazel juiced her tits up to sell her at a better price and now it’s all worthless! No one’s going to buy doped meat!” He carried on growling and pacing around the room. “Fuck, how much of this batch did she fuck up?”\n \n“Cool it” said the one that had been called Nogard, who was still kneeling with his hands all over the wolfesses tits “She probably snuck a few dopes into a good batch to get a better margin. You know how lazy the inspectors are, they only ever check one or two, especially if one of them has a few coins between her tits.”\n \nThe other lizard seemed to calm down at that, striding over to check the tits on the two girls they had already butchered, and the vixen that was now at the front of the line. “Fine, we’ll carve up the rest of this batch and call this one a write off.”\n \nThe wolfess allowed herself to breathe a sigh of relief. There was nothing in the world that would have stopped her dying today, but perhaps now she would just be strangled like the worn out whores she had seen on the way here, and escape being carved up and butchered alive.\n \n“Fur farms would probably still buy her meat, they aren’t as fussy with offcuts.” Nogard proposed. The wolfess could just about see the frown on the other lizard flatten out.\n \n“Good idea, we might get some of our costs back on this one” the other lizard seemed to have finally calmed down “Lop her tits off though, don’t think we want even the fur farms to see those.”\n \nThe wolfess’ dream of a quick death was rudely shattered as Nogard gripped her breast and stuck the knife in at the base of it. She let out a loud scream as he began to carve back and forth, slicing through the flesh that joined her tit to her chest. Halfway through the unfortunate canid ran out of breath, grabbing a pained gasp before going back to screaming.\n \nA few moments later the knife sliced through the last skin that joined the wolfess to her left breast. It made a wet thud as Nogard tossed it towards his partner, and the screams subsided to pained crying for a moment.\n \n“Here, toss this out for the ferals.” yelled the lizard that had just carved her breast off “And don’t hit anyone watching this time. If I have to listen to another self important dragoness bitch about getting blood on her clothes, I’ll leave you to hide the body.” \n \nThe wolfess had known her whole life that she would be butched, probably alive, but as the lizard gripped her remaining breast, all her hopes that she might have died with some dignity or acceptance faded away as she began to beg. “Please, no, no, nonono” the cry was weak and pathetic, and ended with her screaming again as the knife cut back into her flesh.\n \n“I know a guy” the other lizards paused to let the wolf scream for a few moments “pays good money for scaled pelts” \n \nThe wolfess’ screaming cut him off again as Nogard carried on slicing through the breast, keeping the knife close to the chest to make sure none of the doped breast meat found its way back into the food chain. “Well now I know what we’re going to do to Kara when we catch her” Nogard said as he tossed his assistant the second of the wolf’s breasts. “You get rid of those and I’ll finish up here.”\n \nTears streamed down the girls muzzle, and blood down her chin, as she swung back and forth gently. Her throat was raw from screaming so much, but it barely registered in her mind. Now that the knife had stopped, only sobs and quiet whimpers could be heard coming from her. She had hoped that the worst was over, that the lizard would now let her die, but even that wish was crushed as the bucket of guts was kicked below her head. The wolfess now stared directly into the mix of blood and intestines from the previous two girls, a mix that the lizard, now stood up and gripping her side, was about to add hers too.\n \nThe pain returned as the knife dug into the soft flesh of her belly, though while the screaming followed it was choked and raspy. Nogard dragged the blade through the wolfess’ pelt, down to her already bleeding chest.\n \nOut the corner of her eye the wolfess could see the assistant return and begin to search along the line of condemned furs, checking the underside of each ones breasts. “Yep, here’s another one” he said half way down the line, drawing a knife and slashing across the top of the now screaming girls tits to mark her as damaged.\n \n“I’m not keeping the cunt” Nogard yelled to his assistant as he put the knife back in again, this time slicing back upwards. “Even the farms would be suspicious if we gave them cunt meat.” Nogard grabbed her tail and lifted it up as he sliced down one side of her cunt, behind her tailhole, and then cut back again the other side. He had to hold on to the severed pussy as he made the last cut to separate it from the bitch's body. As her nether regions were separated from her, one small patch of the reeling pain the meat was in finally went numb, though there was still plenty to keep her sore throat screaming and whimpering.\n \n \nThe next thing the wolfess felt was the horrifying sensation of her guts being dragged out forcefully. Nogard, still gripping the strip of flesh that connected her cunt to her tailhole, dragged her intestines out of her. From where the whimpering wolfess was suspended, nose pointing downwards, she had a view of her own guts spilling into the bucket. First wet splat of her vagina and womb hitting a pool of blood, then the long, snaking hose of her intestines, ended when the lizard stuck the knife into her to remove the end. Various other lumps of organs the wolfess didn’t recognise followed, and had she not been starved for the week beforehand she would now have voided her stomach moments before it too was removed.\n \n“Looks like three total” came the frustrated voice of the assistant, followed by another girl's screams.\n \n“Bring them over then” Nogard yelled as he stepped around behind the wolfess. “Let's keep them in one batch”.\n \nTears streamed down her muzzle she-wolf as the lizard gripped onto her hair, tugging her head backwards to expose her neck. Her breasts had been sliced off, her body carved open and gutted, her whole body screamed with different degrees of pain yet when she felt the knife across her throat she still flinched away, primal instincts forcing her to try and survive a few painful moments longer.\n \nEven compared to what she had endured, the slice across her throat was still painful. As with the doe before her the lizard had to saw back and forth, the knife slowly cutting through her gurgling throat. In panic she struggled and tried to hyperventilate, but the lizard held her still and her attempts to breathe just led to her choking on her own blood. Finally her head snapped back as knife reached bone and its holder let her go, giving her a sight of her own blood draining into the bucket. Once done the lizard paid no more attention to her, leaving her to die as he moved onto the next meat to be butchered.\n \nDeath did not come to the wolfess as quickly as she would have liked. She made a few desperate, strained, attempts to breathe but her strength drained from her quickly. After a few short gurgles she was too weak to even try, burning pain building in her lungs as she began to suffocate. Numbness finally began to creep over her body, she had lost feeling in her legs earlier but now even the burning pain of her open torso began to fade.\n \nGlancing to her side she could see another poor fur, a slender tigress, being dragged from her place in the line. As with the wolfess before her, she was thrown to the floor, and ropes were bound to her legs. The pain from the wounds on her chest where her breasts had been finally began to fade as the tigress was hoisted off the floor. The cat began to panic as she noticed the wolfess was still barely alive. She hadn’t watched the fur in front of her being butchered and only now realized the slice across her own neck would come last.\n \nThe world slowly faded to black for the wolfess. She lost sight of the tigress, but lived long enough to hear her screaming as Nogard began to slice off her breasts.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The strangled gurgles of the furs being hung across the road from the wolfess were cut off for a moment as a cart rolled gently past. She briefly met eyes with one of the occupants, a well built doberman with a horrified look on her face, as though she had just discovered she was in the meat market of Histon. The wolfess was dragged back to her own reality as the coffle she was bound too moved onwards, turning to enter the building they were lined up against through a set of double doors. The scorching heat of the sun was replaced with the relative cool of the hard stone walls. The lizards began to bunch the coffle up again, stopping the fur at the front driving on the ones behind her until the girls pressed up against each other to all fit in. Between the dim lighting of the room and the back of the doe she was pressed against, the wolfess couldn’t see much, but her nose told her she had arrived at the butchers. As the doors thudded shut behind the back of the coffle she became acutely aware she had seen the sun for the last time.
 
A scrawny red lizard in a stained butcher's apron walked down the length of the room to join his partner at the front of the coffle. The wolfess was the third fur in the coffle, and being pressed in close behind the second she couldn’t see any of the one at the front. She could hear her sniffle and whimper though as her heavy steel bindings were undone and she was dragged through the sand on the floor.
 
Things went relatively quiet for a few moments. She could hear movement and the stretching of ropes across room while the symphony of muffled screaming from the market as furs were butchered and killed filled any gaps between. It was the closest thing to silence the wolfess had heard since her coffle had been marched into the market to be butchered.
 
It was interrupted by a piercing shriek from whatever fur had been dragged off the front of the coffle. The wolfess realized she could probably look around the doe in front of her if she really wanted to, but decided to savour a few moments of ignorant bliss in the moments before she was to be butchered. The wolfess simply pinned her ears back to try and block the scream after it resumed from a short pause, presumably for the unfortunate fur to breathe. She could feel the doe in front of her shiver and fidget as she watched what was happening. The rest of the coffle could at least hide behind the girl in front of them, but the poor fur now at the front had to watch the first girl being slaughtered alive while she waited for her own turn.
 
The screaming continued with short pauses for breath. In the short periods of silence between them the wolfess could just hear wet slopping noises and the grunting of one of the lizards. With time the pained yells of the poor fur grew quieter and raspy as the victim wore out her voice. It felt longer, but after only a few minutes the screaming gave way to the sound of pained moans and sobbing.
 
One last strained yelp cried out and was silenced, replaced with the quiet sound of gurgling and dripping blood. In the relative quiet that flowed over the butchers, the wolfess could again hear the muffled cries of other furs across the market being slaughtered.
 
Out of the periphery of her vision though, she saw the two lizards approach. One of them reached around to undo the chain that linked the doe’s collar to the wolfess’ and stuffed it into his apron. Both of the butchers then worked together to lift the doe off her feet. All of the girls had their paws bound behind them, and the lizards simply put an arm under each of the doe’s and picked her up off the floor. As they dragged her away, limp and helpless, the wolfess now got a front row view of the butchery.
 
A long wooden bar was suspended on each end by an A-frame. At one end of the frame a deep maroon vixen hung upside down by her spread legs. The front of her torso had been sliced open from her tail to her breasts and emptied. Blood flowed out of the gaping wound, running through her pelt and around her breasts until it dribbled off her slit neck. The vixen wasn’t dead yet, she was still gurgling and trying to breath, even though gravity held her head back and the slice open. Below her was a large, blood stained, wooden bucket filled with her entrails, collecting the vixen’s blood if only to keep it off the floor.
 
A boot to the back of the legs knocked the does legs out from under her and the lizards dropped her to the floor next to the dripping body of the vixen. The lizards picked up lengths of rope they had laid in front of the frame and looped them over the does legs. Each rope had a slip knot already tied in the end that cinched tight around her ankles with a tug. The two of them worked silently, both had slaughtered so many furs together they seemingly didn’t need to talk to each other, they simply did as they knew to do.
 
The doe was frozen with fear as the lizards passed the ropes over the bar, then pulled down  on them to lift her off the floor, suspending her by her legs. The ropes were both tied to eyelets bolted to the floor of the butchers, leaving the doe swinging back and forth lightly. Nothing so much as a murmur came from the girl that surely realized she was about to be brutally butchered. The wolfess watched silently, wondering if she would die calmly and quietly like the doe, or screaming like the vixen.
 
One of the lizards stepped away from the girl, grabbing more ropes from a pile on the table and began tying a slip knot in each of them, preparing the ropes that would hoist the wolfess in mere minutes.
 
Meanwhile the other lizard pulled the bucket across from under the now dead vixen, placing it in front of the doe and retrieved a bloody knife from a sheath on his belt. Steadying the doe with one hand on her flank he drove the tip of the blade into her abdomen with a quick thrust, slicing into the girl just below where her cunt was held on display between her spread legs. A weary cry of pain came from the doe a moment later, she had been holding her breath and trying not to scream. She failed. To the sound of desperate howling the lizard sawed the knife downwards, blood from the wound following and overtaking it down the front of the girl.
 
 
The wolfess recoiled in horror as the doe’s guts began to sag out of her sundered stomach. The sight got worse as the lizard withdrew the knife and stood up, plunging it back into the doe between her legs to the sounds of more screaming. The lizard made two further cuts into the screaming girl before yanking out a pound of flesh and dropping it into the bucket. As the doe’s intestines chased after it, and the lizard crouched down to pull out the rest of her guts, the wolfess realized he had cut out her entire nethers, leaving her open from tail to chest.
 
The lizard continued to reach into the doe, pulling out vital organs and discarding them into the bucket as the howling from the deer grew more raspy and desperate. Not only had the deer exhausted her strength and worn out her voice, she was now struggling to breathe. If the wolfess had known much about medicine she would have noticed that the cut had gone through the doe’s diaphragm. She wouldn’t be gasping for long though, with the gutting completed the lizard stepped around the doe and crouched behind her. Grabbing her head with one hand he drew the knife across her throat with the other, sawing back and forth until he reached bone. The screams were silenced, replaced with the sounds of gurgling and blood as the doe’s head fell limp, still trying to breathe but quickly losing blood to the bucket.
 
The wolfess stood transfixed, watching the doe in front of her rapidly bled to death. It wasn’t until she felt one of the butchers undoing the chain on the back of her collar that she realized it was her own turn. As with the deer before her, she froze. She couldn’t tell if she was obediently waiting her turn to die or if fear was holding her in place. The lizards didn’t care either way, they each put an arm under hers and lifted her entirely off the floor, dragging her towards the frame with her toes trailing in the dust.
 
She was dropped roughly to the floor beneath the bar, roughly half way down. To one side of her the two furs hung by their spread legs, the doe still struggling futilely to breath and the dead vixen besides her. To the other side more space yet waited for victims to be butchered.
 
Each of the two lizards took a length of coarse rope and looped it over wolfesses ankles, the rope burning against her fur as the knots were tugged tight. The knots were tight and simple, the dug into her skin and pulled out fur. They didn’t care for the surface damage, had her pelt been worth anything she would have been sold to the fur farms. With her legs securely tied to the ropes, both lizards stood up and tossed the other ends over the bar. They each hooked their rope between two pegs, to hold her legs to the sides after she was raised, then pulled down hard. The wolfess was roughly lifted from the floor inverted, swinging back and forth as they tied the ropes off behind her. The wolfess could only wriggle as she hung upside down by her legs. Finally, when they had finished tying the ropes she was hung by, one of the lizards stepped around to her front into her field of vision.
 
The butcher behind her gripped her wrists and pulled them upwards, lifting her head away from the floor, letting her tits sag down out of the way and pushing her belly out to be carved into. She knew what came next. She had stood and watched as the same lizard with the same bloody knife carved out the innards of the doe before her. She gritted her teeth, holding her breath and waiting for the lizard to sink the knife into her and start carving her to pieces. The world seemed to stand still, blood rushed to her head until the lizard, finally, caressed her breast gently.
 
The wolfess let out a gasp, unable to hold her breath any longer, whimpering that it was taking so long but slightly relieved to have a few more moments to live. Though she couldn’t figure out why the lizard had hesitated to grip and poke at her tits for a few moments.
 
“Come on Nogard” came an exasperated voice behind her “carve her up already” The wolfess also didn’t like the waiting, but felt it probably wasn’t going to be the worst bit of today.
 
“Wait a minute. Come look at this” came the reply, after which the lizard behind her let go of her arms, sending her swing back and forth gently as she flopped back to vertical. “There’s blemishes on the underside of her tits”.
 
The other lizard stepped around her, and knelt down to get a closer look. “Is that disease?”
 
“No.” the first lizard said solemnly “I think it’s marks from breast injections”
 
“Shit!” the other lizard yelled across the slaughterhouse, throwing something he had in his hands that bounced off one of the dead girls next to her. “That bitch Karazel juiced her tits up to sell her at a better price and now it’s all worthless! No one’s going to buy doped meat!” He carried on growling and pacing around the room. “Fuck, how much of this batch did she fuck up?”
 
“Cool it” said the one that had been called Nogard, who was still kneeling with his hands all over the wolfesses tits “She probably snuck a few dopes into a good batch to get a better margin. You know how lazy the inspectors are, they only ever check one or two, especially if one of them has a few coins between her tits.”
 
The other lizard seemed to calm down at that, striding over to check the tits on the two girls they had already butchered, and the vixen that was now at the front of the line. “Fine, we’ll carve up the rest of this batch and call this one a write off.”
 
The wolfess allowed herself to breathe a sigh of relief. There was nothing in the world that would have stopped her dying today, but perhaps now she would just be strangled like the worn out whores she had seen on the way here, and escape being carved up and butchered alive.
 
“Fur farms would probably still buy her meat, they aren’t as fussy with offcuts.” Nogard proposed. The wolfess could just about see the frown on the other lizard flatten out.
 
“Good idea, we might get some of our costs back on this one” the other lizard seemed to have finally calmed down “Lop her tits off though, don’t think we want even the fur farms to see those.”
 
The wolfess’ dream of a quick death was rudely shattered as Nogard gripped her breast and stuck the knife in at the base of it. She let out a loud scream as he began to carve back and forth, slicing through the flesh that joined her tit to her chest. Halfway through the unfortunate canid ran out of breath, grabbing a pained gasp before going back to screaming.
 
A few moments later the knife sliced through the last skin that joined the wolfess to her left breast. It made a wet thud as Nogard tossed it towards his partner, and the screams subsided to pained crying for a moment.
 
“Here, toss this out for the ferals.” yelled the lizard that had just carved her breast off “And don’t hit anyone watching this time.  If I have to listen to another self important dragoness bitch about getting blood on her clothes, I’ll leave you to hide the body.”
 
The wolfess had known her whole life that she would be butched, probably alive, but as the lizard gripped her remaining breast, all her hopes that she might have died with some dignity or acceptance faded away as she began to beg. “Please, no, no, nonono” the cry was weak and pathetic, and ended with her screaming again as the knife cut back into her flesh.
 
“I know a guy” the other lizards paused to let the wolf scream for a few moments “pays good money for scaled pelts”
 
The wolfess’ screaming cut him off again as Nogard carried on slicing through the breast, keeping the knife close to the chest to make sure none of the doped breast meat found its way back into the food chain. “Well now I know what we’re going to do to Kara when we catch her” Nogard said as he tossed his assistant the second of the wolf’s breasts. “You get rid of those and I’ll finish up here.”
 
Tears streamed down the girls muzzle, and blood down her chin, as she swung back and forth gently. Her throat was raw from screaming so much, but it barely registered in her mind. Now that the knife had stopped, only sobs and quiet whimpers could be heard coming from her. She had hoped that the worst was over, that the lizard would now let her die, but even that wish was crushed as the bucket of guts was kicked below her head. The wolfess now stared directly into the mix of blood and intestines from the previous two girls, a mix that the lizard, now stood up and gripping her side, was about to add hers too.
 
The pain returned as the knife dug into the soft flesh of her belly, though while the screaming followed it was choked and raspy. Nogard dragged the blade through the wolfess’ pelt, down to her already bleeding chest.
 
Out the corner of her eye the wolfess could see the assistant return and begin to search along the line of condemned furs, checking the underside of each ones breasts. “Yep, here’s another one” he said half way down the line, drawing a knife and slashing across the top of the now screaming girls tits to mark her as damaged.
 
“I’m not keeping the cunt” Nogard yelled to his assistant as he put the knife back in again, this time slicing back upwards. “Even the farms would be suspicious if we gave them cunt meat.” Nogard grabbed her tail and lifted it up as he sliced down one side of her cunt, behind her tailhole, and then cut back again the other side. He had to hold on to the severed pussy as he made the last cut to separate it from the bitch's body. As her nether regions were separated from her, one small patch of the reeling pain the meat was in finally went numb, though there was still plenty to keep her sore throat screaming and whimpering.
 
 
The next thing the wolfess felt was the horrifying sensation of her guts being dragged out forcefully. Nogard, still gripping the strip of flesh that connected her cunt to her tailhole, dragged her intestines out of her. From where the whimpering wolfess was suspended, nose pointing downwards, she had a view of her own guts spilling into the bucket. First wet splat of her vagina and womb hitting a pool of blood, then the long, snaking hose of her intestines, ended when the lizard stuck the knife into her to remove the end. Various other lumps of organs the wolfess didn’t recognise followed, and had she not been starved for the week beforehand she would now have voided her stomach moments before it too was removed.
 
“Looks like three total” came the frustrated voice of the assistant, followed by another girl's screams.
 
“Bring them over then” Nogard yelled as he stepped around behind the wolfess. “Let's keep them in one batch”.
 
Tears streamed down her muzzle she-wolf as the lizard gripped onto her hair, tugging her head backwards to expose her neck. Her breasts had been sliced off, her body carved open and gutted, her whole body screamed with different degrees of pain yet when she felt the knife across her throat she still flinched away, primal instincts forcing her to try and survive a few painful moments longer.
 
Even compared to what she had endured, the slice across her throat was still painful. As with the doe before her the lizard had to saw back and forth, the knife slowly cutting through her gurgling throat. In panic she struggled and tried to hyperventilate, but the lizard held her still and her attempts to breathe just led to her choking on her own blood. Finally her head snapped back as knife reached bone and its holder let her go, giving her a sight of her own blood draining into the bucket. Once done the lizard paid no more attention to her, leaving her to die as he moved onto the next meat to be butchered.
 
Death did not come to the wolfess as quickly as she would have liked. She made a few desperate, strained, attempts to breathe but her strength drained from her quickly. After a few short gurgles she was too weak to even try, burning pain building in her lungs as she began to suffocate. Numbness finally began to creep over her body, she had lost feeling in her legs earlier but now even the burning pain of her open torso began to fade.
 
Glancing to her side she could see another poor fur, a slender tigress, being dragged from her place in the line. As with the wolfess before her, she was thrown to the floor, and ropes were bound to her legs. The pain from the wounds on her chest where her breasts had been finally began to fade as the tigress was hoisted off the floor. The cat began to panic as she noticed the wolfess was still barely alive. She hadn’t watched the fur in front of her being butchered and only now realized the slice across her own neck would come last.
 
The world slowly faded to black for the wolfess. She lost sight of the tigress, but lived long enough to hear her screaming as Nogard began to slice off her breasts.
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