"Cleaning Up the Nieces (story, cons) « on: Yesterday at 02:1" By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu) URL: https://pastebin.com/ppkvnBdw Created on: Thursday 9th of August 2018 11:24:15 PM CDT Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:12:02 AM UTC Cleaning Up the Nieces (story, cons) « on: Yesterday at 02:15:28 AM » ReplyQuote “There, that’s the last of them” Darrel said as he hefted the bag onto the thrift store counter, he was a short haired blonde in his mid-forties, with the toned muscles and slight tan of a man who led an active life style “I think this one’s all bras and panties” “Wow, must have been some party” said the woman behind the counter as she slid the bag over to be sorted later “Oh, my brother’s moving to Medinine and didn’t want to take his wife and daughters” “Getting a fresh start huh? “Yep! He’s planning on trying out the single life for a while” “Well, I hope he enjoys it. Thank him for his donation for us please. And thank you for bringing it by” ---1------ Back at the house there was a flurry of activity. Counters were being scrubbed, floors vacuumed, windows cleaned, Sarah stood at the middle of it all, directing her nine daughters as she went from room to room. The bevy of mostly blond women were all completely nude as they worked, their clothing long since stuffed into trash bags and hauled off to charity. They hurried about, soft breasts bouncing and bare asses wiggling, without even a hint of embarrassment at their nudity. Even outside where the whole neighborhood could see them, they worked without caring whose eyes might be watching their tender young bodies. “Oh Betsy! Leave those cuffs in the bathroom, I’m going to need them tomorrow. Rachel! If you want to hang tomorrow you better get a noose up before we return Ms. Green’s ladder” The blonde matron took a deep breath and surveyed the work. It was almost completely done, Anna, Rachel, and herself could take care of anything they missed tomorrow before the new owners arrive. She turned at the sound of the backdoor closing. “Any more bags for charity?” Darrel was remarkably focused for being surrounded by so many beautiful females, though his eyes did wander a bit to their wiggling curves as they strutted about “No, that should be the last of them” Sarah hardly even noticed how her brother-in-law’s eyes kept flicking down to her own bare chest “But would you mind taking care of my daughters? Lance’s got the car and I’m worried it’ll get too late” “No problem” Sarah’s shoulder’s slacked with relief “Thanks. Peggy, go and gather your sisters and get into Uncle Darrel’s truck” She turned back to Darrel and leaned in to give him a quick peck on the cheek “That’s a real big help” Darrel smiled warmly “It’s no problem at all. What do you want me to do with them?” Sarah shrugged her naked shoulders “Whatever’s easiest for you” “Are you going to hang us Uncle Darrel?” Janet asked eagerly as she gathered cleaning supplies in a bucket “Janet!” Sarah chided “Darrel will kill you however he wants. And you better not mope if he decides to gut you” Janet didn’t talk back, but rolled her eyes as she left the room, once she was sure her mother couldn’t see “However” Sarah’s voice was soft and she glanced over Darrel’s shoulder to make sure Janet had closed the door behind her “If it’s not too much trouble, could you snuff them sooner rather than later? A mother always wants to make sure her daughters are taken care of” “Don’t worry. I’ll kill them all tonight” “Thanks Darrel” Sarah gave him another peck on the cheek “You’re a real sweetheart” ---2--------- The six naked beauties rode in the back of Darrel’s truck, as to not distract the driver. Sharon nudged Peggy as she relined. “Hey, look at the newbies” she jerked her head over to a group of women staring slack-jawed from the sidewalk at the sisters “SORRY WE’RE ALREADY TAKEN!” Peggy shouted out to the women, causing the whole group to go red in the face as they hurriedly shuffled on their way. As they pulled up to a red light, a car beside them rolled down it’s window. “Hey Janet!” called the slender Indian woman as she leaned out the window “Where’s the party?” “No party. Me and my sisters are just getting snuffed” “Sounds like a party. Can we come?” “Sorry, it’s kind of a quick family thing” “Well, OK. Have fun. I hope they hang you” “Me to!” The Indian woman let out a squeal as the light turned green and her car drove off before she had a chance to slide all the way back into her seat. Janet leaned back and enjoyed the ride. ---3------------- Pulling into the driveway, Darrel hopped out to help his nieces out of the truck, telling them to grab a couple nooses and stools from the garage, then wait for him down by the killing tree, except for Betsy. He had Betsey follow him to the kitchen, where his wife, a tall, strong-chinned brunette named Kate, was getting started on dinner. “Hey babe” Darrel wrapped his hands around his wife’s hips and leaned in for a kiss “mmmm, hey babe” Kate crinkled her nose a little as she pulled back from the kiss “You stink” Darrel shrugged “It was hot out” “Hi Betsy” Kate said briefly before getting back to work “I thought your mother planned on killing you today” She glanced at her husband “Did we get a new slave?” “No. Sarah didn’t think she had time to kill them all, so she asked me to take a few and snuff them tonight. The rest are all waiting by the killing tree. I just wanted to see if we had room in the fridge for Betsy’s thighs” Betsy was the oldest of the sisters that were dying tonight, with long yellow hair and modest breasts. Her pink thighs were plump and firm, clearly good meat. She stood patiently off to the side as the two decided her fate. “I don’t think so” Kate opened the fridge and shifted a few things around, looking back at her naked niece for a moment to gauge exactly how much space was needed “We could toss out my sister’s head to make some room” “No, the taxidermist said she’d be back from vacation tomorrow. If we can’t fit them we can just toss them like the rest of her” “We should be able to keep at least one” Kate grabbed a couple beers from beside her sister’s limply staring face and handed them back to her husband “Here, make some space” Darrel took one can and passed the other to Betsy as Kate grabbed a third for herself. There was the high-pitched crinkle of the cans as all three slaked their thirst. “Well if just one will fit, then we’ll just keep one. I’ll butcher her after supper” He smiled at Betsy “Feel like one last family dinner?” “Oh, I can butcher her” Kate interrupted “I should have plenty of time while the meat’s cooking. Long as you don’t mind helping me in the kitchen a bit first?” “Not at all” Betsy answered and took another gulp “Well, I’ll just leave you girls to it then” Darrel was halfway to the door before he realized he had forgotten something “Oh! Is Olivia home” “Yeah she’s in the den” “I figured while I was at it I should kill her to” “That’s a great idea. We can start turning her room into a study this weekend” “Exactly” Darrel said as he went off to get his daughter ---4---------- “No, you’ve got to put some loops in it like this” Janet held up her rope, a perfectly tied hangman’s noose dangling from the end “Seriously, have you never tied a noose before?” “Yeah I have” Peggy answered a little defensively “Here’s a noose” She gestured with her own bit of rope, a small, simple loop fixed to the end. Around them the other three sisters were milling about beneath the wide branches of the elm tree, nothing to do but wait for Darrel to get around to finishing them off. “That’s not a noose. That’s a just loop” “What’s the difference?” “Well, the, the this” Janet gestured frustratedly at her substantial knot. Peggy shrugged indifferently “It’ll still kill me” “Yeah, but it’s not a noose” The bickering sisters fell quiet and the other three perked up as they saw Darrel walking toward them, his daughter in tow. Olivia was a slender brunette like her mother, her freckled skin and perky breasts uncovered as she walked behind her father. “Alright, who wants to go first?” “ME! ME!” Janet’s arm shot into the air with the noose in hand, her soft breasts quivering with excitement as she hopped up and down to be picked “OK” Darrel chuckled with amusement “Go ahead and toss the rope over. Who else wants to go?” While the tree was a formidable one in appearance, there were really only two branches Darrel and Kate thought strong enough to safely hang a woman from. The sisters had seen enough women dance their final dance here to know that they would be hung two at a time. “I guess I can go” Peggy said with neither exuberance nor concern “Sharon, are you sure you don’t want to go?” Sharon and Janet were identical twins, and the only two brunettes of the family, though their brown hair was light enough that it was hard to tell sometimes. They were also the most well endowed of the sisters, with big dark tits atop their generously hanging breasts. Sharon shrugged her shoulders. “If you want me to. I don’t really care” “OK then, Peggy, go ahead and get yourself strung up” Peggy was a tall, slender girl with long hair and wide, flat breasts. She moved like a woman who knew her body well, and gracefully swung the rope over the limb. Darrel took the ends from the two doomed sisters so they could get up on their stools. Both women took their rope and slipped their heads through, calmly tightening the loops until they pressed against their skin. Darrel pulled his end, taking up the slack as the sisters adjusted the rope into more comfortable positions. “Is that tight enough?” “Yeah” Peggy replied as the rope pulled gently against her neck “A bit tighter please” Janet let out a choked gasp as the rope pressed into her soft throat. She had to stretch herself out as high as she could reach to speak “Perfect” She said breathlessly “All right girls. You were both really good fucks” “Thanks Unc-“ Peggy was cut off as Darrel pushed the stool out from under her. Her slender body jerked downward, her long, supple legs kicking in air as her fingers grabbed her neck. Janet was furiously working her clit, she would have moaned with pleasure at the sound of her sister’s body tugging against the rope if her own noose had not been pressed so tight against her windpipe. Darrel shoved the stool out from under her. Her heavy breasts swung gently as her body dangled from the cord. Her eyes rolled back and her chest spasmed. Aromatic grool spurted from her pussy as she came. Darrel took a seat in a waiting lawn chair to watch his nieces squirm in mid-air, kicking his feet up onto a red stained stump and grabbing his half-finished beer as they choked. “Dear, do you know where we left the bone carver?” Darrel turned to face his wife as she walked across the lawn, hand still unabashedly on his member “Is it not in by the fridge?” “No, and I checked the dishwasher too” “I bet it’s still in the basement. Remember when we had the Lynns over?” “Of course! How could I forget” She looked over to where Janet and Peggy were hanging. Peggy was kicking desperately, fingers clutching at her neck as she gasped, wide-mouthed, for air. Janet’s body was making short jerking twitches that sent her heavy breasts jiggling. Her hands were still furiously working her pussy despite the fact that her plump lips had turned blue. A fresh spurt of pussy juice onto the ground showed that she was still enjoying her disposal. “Honey, you’re not going to hang all of them, are you? You’ll be here all night!” “I don’t want to get blood in the back of the truck” “You’re going to have to set a tarp down for the rest of Betsy anyway” “Oh shoot, I forgot about that. You’re right, I should probably just give them the chop” Kate put her hand on her naked daughter’s shoulder “Olivia, run to the shed and get your daddy an axe” The freckled woman nodded and hurried off. Kate turned to leave as well “Oh, and dinner will be ready in about an hour. Little less” ---5-------- “Found it!” Kate held up the serrated blade triumphantly as she entered the kitchen. Betsy was down on her hands and knees, rummaging through a cabinet of pots and pans “Just let me get it cleaned off first” Kate continued, thumbing at a few specks on the electric blade “You remember where the gutting frame is, right?” Go ahead and start getting strapped in” The frame was behind the garage, sheltered from the elements and secured into a cement slab with a deep set drain in the center. It faced the killing tree, and Betsy could see her slowly weakening sisters dance in midair as she got into position. She spread her legs wide, her cunt directly above the drain as she stretched to lock her ankles into the base of the two metal poles. She reached up to cuff her left arm into the top. Her right took a little more effort, and she had to twist a bit to get the lock to click shut using only awkwardly placed hand, but she managed. She stood there, spread and helpless as she waited for her aunt. “Hi Betsy” Olivia said politely as she emerged from a door off to the side, a simple axe in her hands “Hi Olivia” Betsy answered, naked and spread as her cousin hurried back to her father. “There, nice and clean” Kate said as she emerged from the kitchen, her own supple body now as naked as Kate’s “Are you strapped in?” “Yes, Aunt Kate” The blonde gave her restraints a couple tugs to show she was secure. Kate didn’t give Betsy any sweet goodbye, or gratitude for her meat, or even a moment to let the bound girl steel herself, as soon as she was satisfied her niece wouldn’t be wiggling loose, Kate grabbed hold of a juicy thigh and began to cut. She started high on the inside of the thigh, just outside Betsy’s smooth pussy. Betsy’s scream rang out over the whir of the saw as her pale flesh parted effortlessly beneath the vibrating blade. Her limbs were taut and she struggled desperately, but uselessly while the bonds held her tight. Kate didn’t even react to her niece’s agony, but continued to saw through the struggling woman’s leg. Betsy shrieked into the late afternoon air as the saw bit into her bone. Kate grunted and leaned to put more of her weight behind the saw, a small red mist spraying across her own naked body as the vibrating blade did its work. Soon Betsy’s twitching leg came loose in Kate’s hand. Kate leaned down to uncuff the limp ankle. Betsy’s cries of pain took on a tone of anguish as she saw her own limb dangling in her aunt’s hand. Kate paused, looking at Betsy’s remaining leg. “I bet Lillian would appreciate a bit of leg” Betsy whimpered as Kate draped her own detached leg over the blonde’s shoulder, letting it trail thin rivers of red down her pale sides to mingled with the torrent gushing from her stump into the drain. That whimper grew into a full-throated shriek as Kate began to saw her other leg, just as she had the first. Betsy screamed and thrashed against her bonds, but it was no use, she couldn’t escape, she herself had made sure that her bonds would allow no escape. Betsy was still screaming when the second leg came loose. She could feel the tension in her arms as what was left of her body hung from the cuffs. Kate grabbed the leg from Betsy’s shoulder and draped it over her own, not caring that she was getting her niece’s blood all over her tits as she reached up to uncuff Betsy’s left arm. The blonde’s screams were interspersed with pathetic sobs as she swung into the other metal pole, the cuff biting mercilessly into her right wrist. Kate let her hang there as she hung the leg up to drain. She then let Betsy fall to the concrete, a pathetically sobbing legless heap, in order to hang the other cut of meat to drain. Betsy looked up at the pair of legs that were once hers hanging above her. The blonde’s modest breasts were streaked with red as she lay in the pool of her own blood. She could still feel them, aching in pain, even though they hung dripping above her. The world spun and Betsey passed out on the concrete slab, her life dripping into the concrete drain. Kate had left as soon as both legs were hung up, off to hose herself down and finish dinner. ---6-------- Peggy was still kicking, struggling desperately as she clutched at the rope around her neck. Every few minutes she’d manage to pull herself up and take a desperate breath before her arms gave out and the cord tightened once more around her throat. Each gasp was a little shorter, and the periods of futile kicking and struggling grew a little longer between each breath. Janet was pretty much done for. Her fingers had finally fallen from her sopping pussy and her arms now hung limply by her sides. Her body was still twitching though, Darrel would have to leave her up there another five minutes, at least, to make sure she didn’t revive. That, or break her neck. Darrel swung his feet from the stump and downed his last couple gulps of beer. He got up and stretched a bit before taking the axe from Olivia. “Time to put your head on the stump Sugar Plum” “OK daddy” The slender woman knelt down and rested her young neck across the blood-stained wood, shaking her head a bit to get her hair out of the path of the blade. “Bye daddy” “Bye Sugar Plum” There was a loud thwack as the axe hit wood. Olivia’s freckled head rolled across the green grass, as her body twitched aimlessly. Darrel hooked his toe under the spasming corpse to roll it out of the way before pulling the axe loose with a grunt. “Sharon” He gestured to the space next to Olivia’s headless corpse. Sharon’s heavy breasts dangled beneath her as she leaned forward on her knees. She reached up to bundle her brown hair and held it out to the side with one hand as she lay her cheek on Olivia’s warm blood. Janet had stopped moving, and her limp body swayed gently from the rope as her twin waited for her own head to roll. Another loud thwack and her brunette head rolled over to where Olivia’s lay. There was a twitch in Olivia’s eyes as the cousins came face to face, a brief moment of recognition, not just of the woman’s face across from her, but recognition of the fact that they were both dead. Sharon felt like she should say something back, something meaningful, but when she opened her jaw she could not find the words to say. Not that it would have mattered. Even if Sharon could have spoken, Olivia’s face went slack, the spark of life fading from her eyes almost the moment Sharon opened her jaw. The once buxom brunette quickly followed her cousin into oblivion as Darrell rolled her body aside. “Kelly” “Um, Uncle Darrel” Kelly was a slender girl, with modest breasts and eagerly innocent blue eyes. She twisted unsurely as she spoke “Could you fuck me, one last time. Or I could just blow you, if you’d like that better?” Darrel looked down at his niece as she fidgeted apprehensively. He never could say no to those eager blue eyes. “OK, but let me do Alice first” Alice pushed Sharon’s headless body aside to get a little more room before setting her cheek down on the hard wood. Darrel bent down to brush a few errant strands from her tanned neck before straightening up to swing. The axe was heavy in his hands, but it came down clean, severing Alice’s head from her body in one quick motion. Her body jerked, almost like it was trying to stand, before flopping down on top of Sharon’s lifeless corpse. Kelly got down on her knees in front of her uncle, her small pink nipples hard at attention as she unzipped his pants. “Thanks Uncle Darrel” she said as she took his stiffening pink rod into her hand “You’re the best” She didn’t stop looking up at him with those bright, eager eyes as she ran her tongue along his stiff cock, letting it rub against her cheek as she got the rod good and wet. Darrel moaned as the young blonde gently wrapped her lips around his engorged head, smiling around his thick cock as she bobbed further and further down his shaft. He put his hand on her head, encouraging to take his entire length into her mouth. Obediently, she sucked his cock down her throat. He held her there, pushing her nose into the base of his shaft. There was a slight shiver to her slender body as Kelly stifled a gag, but she didn’t stop looking up at him. Even as she felt her eyes water and tear, even as her lungs began to ache for breath, she kept looking up at her uncle, and kept smiling as best she could around his throbbing member. Darrel looked up at Peggy. She was still twisting desperately, her legs thrashing in mid-air. Her fingers were caught in the rope, it was clear she was still trying to pull herself up, and just as clear that she couldn’t anymore. Her young, firm curves jiggled as she fought, her lips slowly turning blue. Darrel gripped a handful of Kelly’s long locks and pulled her from his member. She gasped for breath as long thick trails of spit dribbled from her chin. Darrel turned her around and bent her face down over the wet stump, dragging her tits across it’s gouged surface as he grabbed her hips and shoved his member into her tight slit. Kelly moaned as she came face to face with the slack-jawed heads of her sisters and cousin. Her petit body was rocked back and forth by the thrusts of her uncle as he fucked her. Kelly grabbed the sides of the stump and pushed herself back, driving Darrel deeper into her wet cunt. Peggy had stopped kicking. She twisted gently in the breeze, soft lips blue and puffy as she dangled. “Well, I was going to offer you a quick blowjob before dinner” Kate appeared beside her husband, newly washed and fully clothed. She set another beer on the chair “but I see you have that taken care of” Kate bent down to scoop the axe up from where Darrel had dropped it. Her husband grunted as he continued to fuck Kelly over the stump “Here, I can take care of the last one” Kelly let out a surprised squeal as Darrel grabbed her hips and dragged her back across the wooden stump, quickly burying his cock back into her warm pussy as soon as her neck was over the red soaked wood. The slender blonde let out a soft, trembling cry as Kate brushed her long hair out of the way, then a louder one as she felt the cold axe press against the back of her neck. Kelly reached out to hug the stump as best she could, holding her torso still as Darrel continued to ram her from behind. “Thank-“ Kelly’s final words were cut off by a wedge of hard steel as it passed through her spine. Darrel let out a low, deep growl as Kelly’s cunt spasmed on his dick. He shot his load into the corpse as it jerked on the stump. Kelly’s head rolled off, bumping into Alice’s severed cranium. For a brief, instinctual second she felt a little indignant that her older sister hadn’t gotten out of the way, before looking into Alice’s lifeless eyes and remembering that her sister wasn’t there anymore. After a few ponderous moments, neither was Kelly. Kate wiped the axe blade as her husband watched Kelly’s corpse spurt red into the grass. He stretched and let out a satisfied sigh. “I guess I should get these corpses loaded up” “Oh foo. That can wait until after dinner. Besides, I was going to bribe the Daniels’ boys into helping with Betsy’s other thigh” Darrell reached over to give his wife an affectionate peck “And that’s why I love you” The pair walked arm in arm back toward the kitchen, Kate swinging the axe idly by her side. “Who are we having, anyway?”