Name: Myra Quan
Appearance: (See Pic)
Scene: You are a billionaire with some rather dark interests. Once a month you invite a girl to be placed in your maze. If she escapes, she wins a million dollars. If you catch her, you get to rape and kill her, and you get to do whatever with the remains. Myra, a young Vietnamese-American looking to secure some funds for college, signs up for your game.
As silence fell over the forest, Sandra finished carving meat off of the fairy. As she moved to gut the unfortunate thing, a ruffling sound caught her attention. She looked up and saw someone looking watching her. The creature seemed about to turn and run.
Sandra quickly grabbed the crossbow and pointed it in her direction. "Don't move!" Sandra commanded, and the creature was practically paralyzed in her tracks.
Like the one laying on the dirt with most of her flesh carved off, it was another fairy; this one was younger, about 16, and had bright-pink shoulder-length hair, with a ponytail on the left side . She was nude except for a pair of chains attached to each ankle and strings wrapped around her legs. She wore a cape, but it didn't cover her front side.
"Where do you think you're going?" Sandra sneered.
"A-are you g-going to kill me?" The fairy asked timidly, with a hint of pleading.
"I am," Sandra confirmed apologetically.
"No! Please! I-I just turned 16, I-I'm still a virgin! Please spare me," she dropped to her knees and tears welled up in her eyes.
"I'm sorry it has to be this way. I really am, sweetie. But I need to get back across that desert and I need your meat to do it," Sandra explained, justifying slaying this young fairy to herself as well. She felt guilty, and the poor girl looked so much like her young wife back home.
"You don't have the right to kill me just because I'm not like you," she managed through incoherent babbling. "I-I have a name, it's Luna, and I have a life just like y-you. I-I..."
"Your words truly touch my heart, they really do, but, Luna, those words also fall on deaf ears." Sandra pointed the crossbow at her pussy. "Now get over here or I'll make this a lot worse."
"Don't torture me!" Luna yelped, her tear filled face snapping up at Sandra. "I-i-if you must k-k-kill me, please don't make it hurt. I d-don't want to die in agony like my m-mother!"
Sandra smirked and shook her head. "I would love to kill you instantly, as much as admire how quickly you have accepted your fate,, but you taste better if you suffer first."
"Please, I beg you," Luna bawled, "don't cut on me while I'm alive! I-I'll do anything if you don't shoot me! Please?"
Sandra was a little curious as to how far "anything" would go. Out in that desert there was something even more scarce than food or water: Sex. Sure, Sandra was attractive enough to get any guy, or woman, but the later was rare in this line of work, and the former carried the risk of an unwanted pregnancy in the wilderness. Plus, she's never been eaten out by a fairy before.
"Anything, you say?"
Sandra lifted up her baige skirt, revealing a cunt surrounded by a dark patch of fuzz. "Lick my pussy," she demanded. "And if you hurt me I'll make a bigger fire pit and cook you alive," she warned.
Luna just looked at Sandra's pussy at first, and at first Sandra thought Luna was going to decline. But the young fairy broke free of her fear-induced paralysis and somberly walked over to Sandra, dropped to her knees, and pressed her lips against her hairy pussy. Sandra gasped as her soft tongue slipped through her slit and flicked back and forth.
"Oooooh! That's good! Really good!" Sandra moaned.
Luna's tongue soon found its way into her vaginal entrance, and Sandra went crazy in a flurry of pleasurable sensations. Slowly she removed the various weapons, tools, and bags, and carefully set them on the ground. Then she lifted her top up over her head and threw it to the side.
"To the ground," Sandra said and placed her hand on Luna's head. As she lowered herself to the dirt, she forced Luna down with her. Sandra laid with her legs spread wide and her long, black, hair strewn messily under her. She then grabbed the crossbow and pointed it at Luna: "Continue."
The pretty little welp did as she was told, and soon her head was rising and falling as her tongue slid up and down her womanhood. Sandra and Luna closed their eyes in enjoyment, and the former's soft moans sounded throughout the forest.
Sandra, being so horny, didn't take long to climax. She thrust her chest and belly forward and threw her head back; she screeched like a harpy as a torrent of pleasure crashed over her body. Her fingers clenched and, unfortunately for Luna, her right index finger pulled the trigger on the crossbow.
Because Sandra's aim was imperfect, as she was in the midst of an orgasm, instead of going through Luna's forehead, it went through her left cheek at a five-degree angle, piercing her tongue and embedding itself into her right cheekbone. Luna jerked back, clutching the sides of her bleeding face, and let out a weird, muffled, scream as her body jerked violently. Her muffled screams quickly became a combination of gurgling sounds and long, faint, high-pitched, squeals as blood filled her throat and poured from her mouth in a red, bubbly, waterfall.
Sandra watched, a little surprised yet fascinated, as she pushed herself up and reloaded the crossbow. By the time she was ready to fire, Luna collapsed to the ground, her body jerking sporadically, with literal gallons of blood pouring from her face. She would die of blood loss or asphyxiation soon, and Sandra could just watch, but she did promise the poor fairy a quick death.
Luna's let out a sharp, gurgling, cry as Sandra's right boot fell on her neck to stop her head from moving. Then she aimed the crossbow one more time, making sure her foot was safe from the line of fire, and pulled the trigger; in less than a second the arrow tore through Luna's ear canal and went straight into her brain. A final, bloody, gasp escaped her lips, and her body twitched for several seconds. Then Sandra's ears caught the trickling sound of liquid spraying onto the dirt: Luna's bladder releasing its contents; then the young fairy stopped moving.
Sandra quietly dragged her carcass over to where the other fairy's body laid. She continued butchering and preparing the flesh of both of prey, before enjoying a feast of cunt fillet and boob steaks. After having her fill, Sandra gathered her things, along with the rest of the meat, and set out across the desert.