Ms. Fury: Feed Your Head

Here comes Ms. Fury! She is guaranteed to run this town, but how far will she go? We take a look at Part 4 to the story of Ms. Fury and her sisters play some games. Find out what happens next! You know, I've been thinking....The story of Ms. Fury is almost like a story about a villain and they are winning. Well, I think I'll write more about the victims getting their revenge against Ms. Fury so hopefully, the heroes will win but I'll have to come up with something later. Please enjoy! Thank you! --KatDon 

A girl stepped towards the microphone and sang the song of “White Rabbit” but in an alluring yet creepy tone: “One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small...And you know you're going to fall, call Alice...When she's ten feet tall...Call Alice.....Go ask Alice, I think she'll know. And the White Knight is talking backwards, and the Red Queen's off with her head...Remember what the dormouse said, remember what the dormouse said. Feed your head, feed your head.” The girl smile as her lips are shown with that grin. As memory serves, there were two other characters in the show of Skinny Minnie which were Llora Blondell, who was always known to be goody good while she has a boyfriend name Consuel Battista. Llora wore a black and white plaid dress is accented with black lace at the neckline and hem that has a black lace panel over the white bodice panel with three extra large faux buttons down the front and red trim and waistband with back bow. She wore a red over-sized bow headband and black with white lace trim choker. And Consuel wore red suspenders, a white short sleeved shirt and black jeans. He also wore a pair of black and white wingtip leather shoes with leather uppers underneath that feature brogue details and a lace-up front. In one episode; Llora and Consuel took Skinny Minnie and her friends to the Amusement Park where they all play on the Merry Go Round, House of Mirrors, Halls of Illusion and Turn-a-Whirl. Llora was played by actress and singer, Margot Lezane, and Consuel Battista were played by rapper name Konrad Breen. But lately, these two gotten into trouble in modern day and they haven’t improve in their reputation. Margot Lezane is a lascivious pop star while she sticks out her tongue and moves it around for all to see. Spanks her own rump, pulls her own knickers up for others to see, and seizing a part of her lap. But the most part she does is rhythmic gyrating with her rump and her hips. At their party, Margot and her friends will do whatever they want. Everything that’s legal, party cups that usually contain booze. Of course anyone can throw their hands in the air like they just didn’t care! Margot enjoys gyrating her hips in her free time all the times. They are just some laid back people who like to party! The lifestyle is awesome, she has publicly smoked before. This guy says he’s in love with Margot, but she isn’t falling for it. She can’t keep a man, men are easy to come by, and easily replaceable. He’s playing a game of where his indecision and lack of commitment makes him not worth pursuing. She’s not dependent on her man, and certainly does not need him guiding her to her seat. She be strutting' her stuff! Margot is known for causing a stir in the social media. She likes to make a big splash and keep everyone interested. She wants out and she is putting the pedal to the metal, her behavior is so high that it’s actually low-key frightening. Some guys are ready to blow their cash and load just to watch this girl dance provocatively, this girl is so hot that everybody in the club has an eye on her! Margot has a habit of sticking her tongue out while being photographed. She sounds a bit jaded and disinterested with these luxuries. Margot boldly claiming that his life and his work is divinely inspired and being molded. He has always had a love-hate relationship with the media and the critics. Drinking expensive bottles of champagne and have a bunch of hangovers from all the alcohol and narcotics. She is a vain fool at night, they shouldn't complain about paying for it in the morning. Margot was so drunk that she was out of it. All she cares about is partying so much that everyone thinks she's great. Margot wanted to be like the people on the front page of magazines: fun and interesting. She has no problem letting out an opinion, but it needs to be done in moderation. Margot likes to wear fancy dresses to gain attention, she wasn’t so much that she went to because everyone was going to be there. She then talked on and on about how well she's doing in life, and everyone at the party was enthralled! She doesn’t remember what she'd been saying because of all the business and self importance. She's an attention snob and people hate her for it. All the blogs and reports are saying Margot and Konrad Breen met at the bar, but really Margot’s saying she has no idea who Konrad even is. Konrad said she flew out several times to his house, when she’s saying she didn’t. Konrad is busy working with a producer and mentor but Margot is working with a high class producer of her recording studio. She’s not gonna feed the rumors and gossip. She’s over the top and he’s under the deep of it. Slim played some voice mails supposedly from Margot, and then launched into one of his songs after kneeling by a toilet and pretending to be sick. However, she honestly does not care, and keeps partying for the thrill of it. Everything in this line, the big hoops, maroon lips, clique, suggest vintage and hipster. They’re now getting manicured, while talking horoscopes. Take pride in her walk of shame and grab breakfast in the way! No matter how hard you try to conceal your hangover, everyone will notice because nobody wears a cocktail dress to a greasy diner unless it’s from the night before. Margot loves the way she lives in the fast lane, and always enjoys a good party. She knows how to do it right, and she is proud to show off her partying skills to the public. Mina and her sisters are so annoyed with Margot, Konrad and Margot’s dysfunctional family. Annoyed at how the good status kind of celebrities have to be treated like trash, those that went through hell are also being treated the same way while the bad and annoying, fallen from grace jerks are being treated like kings and queens! It was so crazy, so unbearable! She soon was going to make those bastards feel like trash and make the good ones look like good kings and queens. Konrad Breen was abusive towards Margot, who breaks up with him and Konrad caused more violence towards others as well as other girls. Konrad Breen is tired of his life going nowhere and at this point he doesn’t care for taking the little details of it into account. He just wants to kick-start his life and gets some sense of power. He says, "We strive to make our dreams reality, yet at the same time those dreams can make you fear what would happen if you don’t achieve them and if your life would be meaningless without doing so. Stop waste your life waiting and go get what you want!" People want more; humans as a species are greedy possibly due to survival of the fittest. He believes he was a poor man wants to be rich, he's a rich man wants to be king, and he's like a king wants everything. He doesn’t want to be rude and go against the person, but at the same time, he doesn’t want to rely on the person or his mind might get violated and become dumber. To describe Konrad, he is a selfish person who eats the flesh of their own kind. In the meantime; a psychotically unbalanced girl name Bridget Browning and her sisters: Brittany, Brenda, Bianca, Brina, Barbara ‘Barbie’ & Babe ‘Bebe’ are in the same as they claim to be the dolls of Ms. Fury! They always say, “I’m Ms. Fury.” And they will be the ones to avenge those that cross paths with Konrad and Margot. Bridget learns she’ll be alongside that party girl Margot Lezane so she was going to humiliate this woman because she doesn’t deserve anything good! While attending the interview; the interviewer then asked Margot about her projects and Margot says that she has a lot. Bridget taunts her reputation. "Making enough hard-cores lately? What's your next one, Banana meets Fillet?" remarked Bridget in a blunt manner. Margot glared at her, "Shut up, Bridget." She hissed. "Well, look at those apples! Any man would wanna a good squeeze on those—hell, they’re not even fake." Bridget replied, gesturing to her buxom chest. "Shut the hell up, Bridget!" Margot claimed. Just when it seemed like it was over; Bridget smirked at her and said, "She sucks on nuts and gets paid big money." Margot glared at her. "I'll bet you are not but hookers are the paradigm of purity right?" You're beautiful? You being pretty, popular, usually rich girl fawned after by boys but presented as being vain and petty at the same time. You sleep with four boys in exchange for a necklace. But then others call you out for your bargain. And everyone knows, everyone knows you do sleep with guys...What they don't know is that you're a nymphomaniac. Am I right? You are a nymphomaniac, that's why you're strutting your stuff." She droned on while sneering and chuckling. "Come on, admit it! You are a tramp and you have a lot of guys to sleep with! You are a so called socialite with a dumb blonde complex and a loose girl for having five thousand boyfriends where they submit to their advances. You wanna have, like, ten thousand of their children! And then you're going to neglect them while banging more of those guys of yours!!!! If people you don't even know look at me and want to shag you, you really have a shot at being a model. A model for a pleasure seeker's fantasy magazine. For all we know you could be a topless model on page three. A glamour pin up girl, a trampy bombshell, or the most popular girl in school looking down her nose at the frumpy girl in glasses. You're also usually the princess of a wealthy and influential family, the star of the school or head sister of the influential college sorority house, who is a network of local celebrity, influence and wealth to exploit. You adept at putting on a friendly facade, the better to lull the unwary into letting defenses down. You're also quite the seductress, and consequently, all the boys fight amongst themselves — sometimes literally — to be your oppressed boyfriend. All this leaves you with the belief that you can do whatever you like without consequences. But in reality you're an ugly, boring, and totally ordinary vamp and you know it." She ranted. As she said that; Margot was so shocked that she couldn't move nor speak. Finally; she said to her: "Screw. You." "Not unless she's a hot to trot." Bridget commented. She laughed in hysterics, "I can't believe a freakin' loser like her would be named after a courtesan, she's a bi-otch! I bet she bites people for money." Bridget remarked. Angry; Margot seized her shoulders screaming: "NOW YOU'VE ASKED FOR IT, YOU BITCH!" She clawed at Karina and pulled her hair as she shouted, "HOW ABOUT I MAKE YOU PUKE OUT WHAT YOU HAVE FOR BREAKFAST THIS MORNING?! YOUR FACE IS RUINING, HUH YOU SHIT-HEAD, AND YOU AND ME? WE WERE NEVER FRIENDS!!!! YOU MOTHER-HUMPIN' PRINCESS WHO DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TRUE SUFFERING IS, AND YOUR FRIENDS HERE ARE PLAIN, UGLY AND SHE KNOWS IT!!!!" The two girls got pulled off by the interviewer as Margot screamed back: "I'll sue you, you strumpet! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO STYLE MY HAIR?!" Bridget could not believe her ears what that girl said, "YOU ARE SELFISH, NO WONDER I HATE YOUR GUTS!!! I HOPE YOU BURN IN HELL YOU LOW LIFE SOCIALITE!!!!!" Nobody took Bridget seriously but they will be sorry for laughing her behavior off as a joke! One day; Diana was working when the phone rings, “Hello?" She answered. "Wow, what a nice house you have! Oh, what's this?" A female voice said. Diana was stunt when she heard a beeping sound on the other end, the female voice came back: "I planted a bomb in your big ass house so you have three hours to find it or your little castle goes boom boom. See ya!" The voice said, giggling. The line went dead and a terrified Catherine slowly hung up the phone. "Mom, is something the matter? You're trembling." Her young teenage daughter Lilac noted with concern. Diana turned to her daughter, "Lilac--Call the police! The bomb squad!" She said, frantically. On the news; they were saying: "Reports taking in about drug addicted Diana Lezane having a bomb at her house, the caller threatened she has three hours before her mansion explodes into pieces. The caller is female who may be angry by Diana's controversy on the news." The bomb squad found the bomb and stopped it in time. Just then, Bridget learned her plans didn't work and became so angry that she charged at Margot, Diana and Lilac while screaming: "BITCH!!!! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO EXPLODE INTO ITTY BITTY PIECES! STUPID, INSENSITIVE, SEXIST HEIFER!!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!!" She was about to attack the Lezane family, but the cops stopped her, not believing she was the one responsible and don’t believe in Bridget’s story because they think she’s crazy. Margot, her sister and their mother try to tell the truth but the cop scolds at them for their lack responsibilities. He verbally berates them for their alcoholism and drugs as well as their screwed up family while Bridget laughs at the Lezane family. Bridget walks off with a satisfied look on her face! Another time; Bridget attacked Konrad by hitting him in the face, provoking him into chasing after her! During the pursuit; Konrad cornered Bridget however Bridget found a door and tricked him into thinking that she was in there and she locked the door on him as she scares him off with a gun. 

Things got strange after that; a lot of the girls are each wearing an outfit of a pink and light pink striped baby doll dress has a contrasting white Peter Pan-like collar and waistband with white lace accents at the bodice, hemline and bordering the steel blue and white polka dot heart-shaped skirt appliqués. The collar and hem have baby pink lace trim, and the over-sized buttons on the bodice and extra-large bow on the back of the waist are the same steel blue as the heart appliqués. White mesh petticoat and hook and loop fastening tape back closure includes a white lace accented baby pink bow headband. She had on socks and black buckle shoes with bow ties on them. There were some weird sightings of girls wearing the outfit and doing some creepy things, but they targeted three people: Vincent Dallas, Ramona Fairchild, and Jethro Hawk. But the things they done to them were shocking! At the carnival one day; Vincent stopped at a red and white striped tent as he peeked through the tent to see three girls wearing identical outfits and performing a song when one of the girls took notice and motion for him to come up on the stage but Vincent walked off. While Vincent was walking in the woods when he heard a “Psst…” from behind and a voice soft as a whisper called out, “Come here cutie.” Vincent shook his head, “No thanks.” He said and kept walking while still looking behind him and saw the girl in the dress was not following him. She wasn’t but had a creepy smile on her lipsticked mouth. When Vincent sauntered off, he heard a “Psst…” again and saw the girl was following him and then ran off! The girl resembled Bridget as she smiled at him and then she just disappeared! Just then, Vincent heard a sound and was knocked unconscious by a cloth over his mouth. Later, Vincent woke up as he was tied down to a bed, his body was stretched out in a large X, face down with some pillows under him and screamed as the heavy hand came down on his body, but no sound actually came out because his mouth was filled with a gag that had been stifling her screams and shrieks for the past twenty minutes. Writhing as his body burned a fiery red, tears streaming down his face, he was engulfed with agony, wishing that she would push the cattle prod into his cut and hurting him hard, slamming her body against him. More slaps against his tortured body, and he screamed with agonized pain, his back arching as he sobbed and struggled. “You know Vincent,” Bridget's voice was very deep, controlling, “I'm getting very tired of these silly games you play. It'd be much easier if you just begged for a punishment. I expect I'll am going to have to teach you a lesson.” There was a lot of shifting behind her, making Vincent feel quite panicked because he had no idea what she was doing. Vincent panicked and began struggling, she'd tear him apart! Especially the way that Bridget liked to torture hard and uncompromising, her cattle prod thrusting in and out with abandon! Bridget chuckled, leaning forward and making him squeal with pain as his bleeding wound was forced to accept another inch of her cattle prod. And left after she was done! Meanwhile; Jethro was walking in the fair where he played carnival games however the girl was making motions with her hands as she danced around. Jethro laughed while patting the girl on the shoulder before walking off. While he was walking; Jethro noticed that there was a pair of footsteps, like someone else was following him! So he walked faster and looked for the right key to open the door. It was at this point that Jethro turned and saw the same girl as she was now hiding in the bushes and emerged while walking over to him. Jethro got the key as he opened it and hides inside before locking the door. He looked out the window and saw that she was standing out the driveway and looking up at the window. He hides and tries to quietly while hiding but heard the door opened as he fainted. While knocked out; Jethro dreamt that he saw a girl half naked and wearing light purple underwear with lilac flowers printed on them and her hands on her head as her hair was piled on top. She turned her head sideways as she whispered, "Tell me I'm pretty." He woke up from the dream, blushing like crazy. Then, he was summoned into the study and waited for the girl to come. While reading, he heard the door opened and looked up from the book he was reading. "My dear boy...Jethro, was it?" A deep seductive voice left goose bumps down his arm. Jethro turned his head to the door, lifting his eyes from the book in his lap. He always tried to look calm, but it was far from what he felt inside. The cozy fire next to him burned with the same passion he saw in the girl's eyes. She was deliciously beautiful. An angel in disguise. Her deep black hair whipped up at the one end and his cat-like eyes searched his for something he hadn't felt in a long time. "Yes..." He said in a voice was soft. The strange girl smirked gently and let go of the doorknob. She stepped inside and closed the door. Her black attire blended well with the mahogany wood of the study and Jethro felt blush creep onto his cheeks. He walked towards her, holding his gaze like a snake would its prey. Looking away; Jethro tensed up and mentally thought of all the weapons he had hidden in the room. Then, the girl walked around him. Suddenly her hands were on his shoulders. Jethro jumped slightly. "Be still, my Jethro...You are so very tense." She began to massage his shoulders, "Here, let me help...It is after all my duty to protect the boy I've been assigned to..." Suddenly her mouth was right next to his ear, and her voice was so full of unbridled passion that he found it hard to sit still, "In any way he desires..." The girl is very secretive and cold one minute, then the next she is sneaky and flirtatious towards Jethro, who is confused by her intentions and annoyed at her. Not knowing what she really is! One day, it all changed when Jethro had enough of this stupid girl's tricks! It ends here. "I want you to leave. NOW." He demanded. The girl picked up her towel and glared at him evilly. Jethro picked up her things lying on the floor and threw it at her with disgust. "Did you really think I was going to let a girl get to me?" He scoffed and folded his arms, "You don't know me very well then, do you?" The girl was upset and answered in a nasty tone, "I knew you weren't a ray of sunshine, but damn... You really are a complete, heartless ingrate..." She opened the door and Jethro waited for her to leave. He gave her one last glare. "You don't fool me. And you better keep your distance or I'll shorten you by a head." He warned. The girl turned her eyes away and slammed the door as she left. He didn't play games, and no girl like her was going to get the better of him. Then, he could feel his childhood fears suppressed and they were coming back to haunt him until a ghoul came in and was stronger than Jethro. Before he almost died, he was suddenly saved when the ghoul was taken down--It was none other than the girl! She came back! "Sorry, I couldn't stay away for good." She replied, she made her away towards him and was close to him. Shocked; Jethro felt the heat travel to all the parts in his body as she got closer and closer. He hasn’t been like this with anyone for a long time. After a few minutes of an embrace and an apology, the girl pulls away. She revealed her name as ‘Brenda’. Suddenly he was brought back to his senses as the click of the cuffs above his head indicated his arms were locked in place. "Is that really necessary?" Jethro asked quietly, not to sound out of order. The instant the void of darkness fell upon Andrea like a wave, her mind was aflame, terror flooding her as he pulled against the restraints without a moment to think. It was of course, useless. "What's going on? What are you doing?" He asked in a panicked shrill as he heard footsteps approach him. "Please stay still" Brenda whispered in his ear, not spoken menacingly, but warm and soothingly. Brenda grinned from behind the mask and stood up. The cattle prod was beginning to buzz as she savored the thought of what was ahead. She moved it towards him, and ran a finger up his center of his chest. Brenda cupped his left cheek as her hand, then gently pinched his skin. He gasped when she put on the cattle prod while Jethro screamed when he ruthlessly clamped his flesh. While this was happening; Jethro whimpered, “Release me.” Brenda looked down at him, “WHAT?!” She almost screamed. Jethro cringed, “Please...” He said. “SILENCE! You are mine! You gave yourself to me a long time ago, my sweet!!!!” Brenda shouted as he torment him with the cattle prod while Brenda left as she said to him before she left, “Be good.” Then, she was gone while Jethro was whimpering. In the meantime; Ramona was walking pass the graveyard but stopped as she peeked in and nearly jumped at the sight of a girl in a dress as she waved over and try to beckon her but Ramona was too scared as she frozen while the girl was holding some items. The girl went back in and out of curiosity, Ramona followed her. But what she saw frightened her: The girl was playing with a dollhouse, she drinks from a sippy cup, she rides a bike with training wheels, and she skips on the carousel and traverses on it for awhile. That’s when the girl belts out the ABC song in a creepy voice; she puts soap in her mouth and washes something off her tongue before pulling it out. She has a little tea party while she bawls her eyes out; she plays tag with her imaginary friends, and has milk and cookies before putting a pacifier in her mouth. She has a teddy bear in hand and eating a gingerbread man as well as a piece of cake after removing the pacifier. Ramona watched in horror as she recognize the girl as one of the sisters—Bianca! Ramona try to flee but Bianca inject her with a tranquilizer and knocked her out. The next minute that happened was Ramona as she was tied facing up as her mouth stuff full of a gag. Cutting off her clothes to expose some skin as Ramona sobbed, trying to plead through the gag that had been cut from her body. Bianca just rolled her eyes and sneered at her and pinched her, twisting roughly and smiling as the girl beneath her writhed and tried to pull away. Bianca snickered and twisted harder until she uses a knife as she cut something in her thigh. Letting her fingers trail down the girl’s body, she scooted down until she could look at that spread of her thigh that has a cut, smiling as Ramona's legs pulled against the ropes around her ankles which tie them tightly. "So..." she murmured, "We do like rough treatment, what a hussy." and she slapped the exposed wound, making Ramona jump and wail. With every rough slap against it, the wound got redder and wetter, making sucking sounds as her hand slapped down, "Well if you like it rough then you are going to love tonight." Bianca said. Ramona underneath her wriggled and writhed, in pain and excitement as her lesion was bleeding profusely a little bit, Bianca reveled in her domination. "Never been used?" she asked in a shocked tone, "Well that's a shame... I think we should definitely try them out tonight. You're such a dirty bitch," Bianca sneered, "Dripping like a bleeding hussy while you're all tied up, with a leaking wound and you're loving every minute of it, aren't you?" Panting hard, Bianca rode out her spasm, grinding her bleeding wound against Ramona's face and muffling any sound that was coming out of the girl underneath her. "Oh that feels fantastic..." moaned Bianca and she whipped Ramona's body again. She kept whipping it as Ramona screamed and licked at the blood. When she was done, Bianca sighed and climbed off of Ramona, completely satiated. "Good girl," she crooned, stroking Ramona's cheek. Bianca started squeezing; filling the cattle prod with air and making it expand inside Ramona's bleeding wound. Ramona moaned, her insides stretching with the cattle prod of her wound dripping even more, she felt like she was on the brink of going insane as she full and uncomfortable. Working the prod into Ramona's wound, Bianca examined the girl for a moment and then turned it onto high right away. Ramona started screaming in pain as Bianca loosened the ropes around one hand. Ramona would have to work her hand out before she would be able to remove the cattle prod or untie herself, and the way she was thrashing and shaking in the bounds. Bianca walked out, quite pleased with herself as she left the girl on the bed, still screaming in pain as the pleasure became almost painful with its intensity. In some ways, she was rather jealous of Ramona's torturous pains although it had been good for Bianca; it seemed that Ramona had depreciated herself even more.

The film footage shows a house which is basically like a palace. Mina is dancing in a spot light with a white screen, stomping her legs to the beat of the music as she sings into a microphone on a stand. Mandy is covered in a variety of colored paint--black oil and glitter, one made-up in black, green and pink body paint, one with diamond lips and eyelids, one with the green, pink, and black body paint smeared, and lastly just her as her normal self. But in the background; Ophelia, Mildred and Nana are writing words on the walls that read: JUSTICE IS DEAD, WHO WILL SAVE THE WORLD NOW?, and Mina writhed on a bed under the covers as she moaned while also had a knife stabbing at something that splattered in blood. More scenes showed of Mina singing in a beautiful yet creepy voice to other songs: “I feel fan.tas.tic...Hey, hey, hey. You feel fan.tas.tic....Hey, hey, hey. You are fan.tas.tic....Hey, hey, hey. Run, run, run, run, run, run. Please leave, please leave, please leave...Please leave, please leave, please leave....Was there something more that I was supposed to be, than an indentured servant shackled to my T.V.? I've been waiting patiently for somebody to set me free, never realizing somebody is me, or that I was somebody...What if somebody came along with a key, and gave us the chance to set ourselves free, then generously pointed in the right direction. Would that just make us angry? Perpetuate our misery? Would you sit there idly, or stand up and run to be free? Was there something more that I was supposed to be, than slave to fantasy living vicariously? I've been waiting patiently for somebody to set me free, never realizing somebody is me, or that I was somebody.” More images show Mina staring at the lens before looking away as she walked over to the window and gaping out it. Then, she walked away from it and rummaged through her closet to find a dress. The screen changed to Mina and her sisters singing while giggling maniacally through the songs: “Are you satisfied with an average life? Do I need to lie to make my way in life? Are you satisfied with an easy ride? Once you cross the line will you be satisfied? Are you satisfied, are you satisfied? Are you satisfied, are you satisfied?...Are you satisfied, are you satisfied? Are you satisfied, are you satisfied?...Black, white...Black, white...Black, white....I feel numb most of the time, lower I get the higher, I'll climb, and I will wonder why. I got dark only to shine, and I'll light up the sky, stars that burn the brightest. Fall so fast and pass you by, puff like empty lighters. I feel numb most of the time, lower I get the higher, I'll climb, and I will wonder why. I got dark only to shine, and I'll light up the sky, stars that burn the brightest. Fall so fast and pass you by, spark like empty lighters. Dam dam dam dam...Dam dam dam dam...Dam dam dam dam...Dam dam dam dam...I live my life inside a dream, Only waking when I sleep. I would sell my sorry soul, if I could have it all. My life is a play, is a play, is a play. My life is a play, is a play, is a play...Yeah, I’ve been living in the state of dreaming, Living in a make-believe land. Living in the state of dreaming, of dreaming, of dreaming. My life is a play, is a play, is a play....I'm living dead, dead, dead, dead. Only alive-live-live-live. When I pretend-tend-tend-tend, that I have died, died, died, died, died, died. I haven't lived life, I haven't lived love, just bird's eye view from the sky above! I'm dead, dead, dead, dead--I'm living dead, dead, dead, dead! Dead!” But their giggles turned to crying however the crying turned out to be gratifying moans and whimpering. Then, their creepy yet hauntingly beautiful singing sounded like spasms of gasps, like they were enjoying it while surrounded by people’s corpses that are resembling victims who were not victims but rather bodies of abusers to loved ones and criminals. “I wanna be a bottle blonde, I don’t know why but I feel conned. I wanna be an idle teen, I wish I hadn’t been so clean. I wanna stay inside all day, I want the world to go away, I want blood, guts and chocolate cake. I wanna be a real fake....Yeah, I wish I’d been a, Wish I’d been a teen, teen idle. Wish I’d been a prom queen, fighting for the title. 'Stead of being sixteen and burning up a bible, Feeling super, super super! Suicidal~! The wasted years, the wasted youth. The pretty lies, the ugly truth. And the day has come where I have died, only to find I’ve come alive....Only to find I've come alive....I wish I wasn't such a narcissist, I wish I didn't really kiss the mirror when I’m on my own. Oh God, I’m gonna die alone! Adolescence didn’t make sense, a little loss of innocence. The ugly years of being a fool, ain't youth meant to be beautiful?....Feeling super, super, super! Feeling super, super, super! Feeling super, super, super!” The singing was so unsettling but yet pleasant to listen, it was almost like a horror film. The next part of the film shows something scarier: Ophelia puts his hands behind his back, she binds them with electrical tape. Before Rinon knew it, there it was, the tape wrapping taut around his wrists and becoming tighter as Ophelia twisted the tape around those near perfect oval shaped wrists of his. Kaijin tries to resist but Ophelia was stronger than him! She grabbed hold of Kaijin’s flailing arms and handcuffed them behind her. She looked at me with terror in her eyes. There was a metal chair, bolted to the floor. The boys were nearly thrown on to the chair. Their feet tied to the back legs of the chair, spreading their legs back and outwards. Kaijin was lead away by Ophelia, who came back to Rinon with a roll of tape and smiled at his appalled expression on his face. “Open wide,” She tells Rinon as she shoved the tape across his mouth, “No!” He tried to protest but it was too late as he cannot talk now. “Mmph, mmph!” He protests come out as Rinon quickly turns his head away, “Mmmph!!” he yells into the tape over his mouth. “Bad idea.” Ophelia said. "Mmph" was all he could reply. Rinon letting out those 'mmph' sounds from his tape gagged mouth. “Now, now, don’t you want to play? Just seeing you like this, I gotta say I’m just a sucker for pain. Now stay right there.” Ophelia said, and left. “Mmmmphh…. Rrrrrphhhh!!!” He moaned into the tape gag. Ophelia entered to find Kaijin glaring at her as she held the roll of tape in her hands. “You little witch, you won’t get away with this!” Kaijin exclaimed. “I can and I will, my dear friend but first, you need to shut up!” Ophelia directed. She tore off a few strips and put them over Kaijin’s mouth. He tried to resist, but all he could do was turn his head a little, but that didn’t help him much. “Nnnnphhh!!! Mmmm!!!” He said in muffled moans. “Don’t you like that? You know you do baby.” Ophelia said. “Mmmm…” Kaijin moaned. He writhed in his bonds at her touch. “You know, I’m feeling a turn on here, I like to see you boys all tied up. Same with girls too, gosh what is about the bound and gag? Ugh! Such frustration, should I continue with my rant?” Kaijin shook his head. “Nnnmm!” He whimpered while gagged. Ophelia nodded, “OK, good.” She said. Ophelia pulled out a knife, this horrified Kaijin who managed to squirm as he moaned, “Mmmph mm rrrphhh…Mmmphh, nnrrphh… mm…” Ophelia smirked at him, “Oh this? I just want to take a sample of your sweet and sour blood.” She said. “MMPHHH!!! RRPPHHMRRPHH!! Mmmph! Mmmph!” He yells from behind the ball gag, shaking his head repeatedly. “Don’t cha worry your head about it. It won’t HURT a bit,” Ophelia claimed. Kaijin screams behind his gag again as she brings it closer to his face. He then looks away, whimpering. The pain of the knife on the side of his neck but it was a big gash however he writhed in the bounded chair for a bit until Ophelia was finished. “All right, sweetie, time we move you to more comfortable quarters with Rinon,” Ophelia tells him.“Mmmph?” Kaijin asked in confusion. “Oh, you heard me. Let’s do something fun…” Ophelia claimed. “Mmmnn!!” Kaijin was all he could say, but he was being dragged away. There he saw Rinon in the same position as he was! “Mmmph-mmph, mmphy-mpph,” Rinon was whimpering. That’s when they both saw something that made them scared, Ophelia wielding a cattle prod with a sharp edge in her hand and her smile. The boys were terrified! Rinon and Kaijin both shriek into the gags of tape. “Aww, what’s the matter? Never had your first time? Well, today you’re going to be lucky. Who wants to be first? Kaijin?” Ophelia inquired seductively. Kaijin shakes his head violently, with an “Mmmn! Mmmn!” in protest. “Hmm? You’re right, you’re too tough but maybe…” She leered over to Rinon and said, “I guess you’re going to be first Rinon darling.” And smiled at him widely. “Mmmn-mmn! Mmmn! Mmmmnph! Mmmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmph!” Rinon shakes his head violently. “Uh uh, I make the rules. This is my game, let’s have fun shall we?” Ophelia taunted. “Mmmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmph!” Rinon shakes his head violently as she nearly got close as she used the cattle prod against the back of his skin and torture him so much. “Nnnn-mmmmph! Mmmmph!! MMMmmmphhh. MMMMmmmmphhh. MMMMMmmmmphhh.  Mmph, Mmph, Mmph, Mmph, Mmph. MMMMMMMmmmmmmphhh. Mmph, Mmph, Mmph, Mmph.  MMMMMMmmmmmmphhhh.” He thrusted again, while Ophelia continues to pierce it a little while she gasps in ecstasy and Rinon whimpers were muffled, “MMMMMMmmmmmmphhhh.” He faintly struggled while still his moans were being muffled: “Mmmmphh, mmmmphhh, mmmmphhh.” Once it was over, Rinon let his head drop. “OK, Kaijin, are you ready for the pain?” Ophelia whispered. Kaijin was terrified; he then could feel the excruciating pain from that dreadful cattle prod in his backside of his shoulders. He pulled and tugged repeatedly against his bonds, and thrust as he moaned loudly through the gag, “MMMMMMMMmmmmmmMMMMMMPhphhhh, MMmmph…MMmmph….MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.” Kaijin could feel the pain of it all as Ophelia was in ecstasy of it all in this room of pain and pleasure for one and the other two. “MMMMMMMmmmmm, MMmmph, MMmmph, MmmmmmmmMMMMM, MMMMMmmmmhh, mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmmm.” 
He lifted her head, tugged on his bonds, let out another angry grunt and then an angry moan, “MMMMMMmmmmmmphhh.” He tried to struggle a little bit and then it hit him so much, “MMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmphh!!!!” He managed to grunt out as he was breathing heavily and Mmphing in his gag. Ophelia was enjoying herself but brought both of the chairs close but not too close as Ophelia said, “Why do it on each when I can do both?”  She grinned at their terror as she used another cattle prod with the same sharp edge and did on both of the boys who were muffling by the torture she was inflicting upon them, “MMMMmmmmm, mmphmmphmmph, MMMMmmmhh. MMMMmmmm.” They were saying, “MMMMMMMmmmmmmmhhh, MMMMMMMMmmmmmmhhh.” The two of them whimpered but it was subdued by the tape gag. They attempted to pulled and tugged hard to get free to no avail.  

The third part of the film plays of Mina put her hand on his thigh and moving up as she tries to kiss Emmett but he shies away, “I can't...” He managed to say while trying to leave. Mina stopped him by grabbing his shoulder and breathes out a shaky mouthful of air: “You know when I saw you the first time since the last time we saw each other--this is I was desperate to hold you a bit longer. But I couldn't because what if you thought of me as nothing.” Mina said, she laughed nervously as Emmett was quivering, “And then you're there again and I'm getting a second chance to make a good impression. So you say 'stop' and I'll stop.” Mina said with a sly grin. Emmett nodded, “OK…” He said in a nervous tone of voice. Her knee slowly brought up in between Emmett’s thighs, then she starts rubbing there and Emmett closes his eyes and tilts his head back. His body is usually marked by friskiness, swelling and engorgement as well as internal enlargement below. The entire subjective sensation of being aroused, further stimulation can lead to increased redness or darkening of the skin in these areas as blood flow increases. He could feel himself flush may extend over the chest and upper body. He started to feel tight at just the thought of what was going to happen, Emmett's veins pulsed and were hard enough to see through his rage and resistance. His body thrust up and down, Mina could hear him breathing. Emmett’s body throbbed and his heart raced with excitement. That’s when, Mina reached for someone else and Emmett was shocked to see Maidoc was in the same room as he was. Was this a set up? Now; Mina is grinding against Maidoc, as she kisses him passionately, her tongue exploring the inside of his mouth. Her hands were roaming his body, groping his skin and rubbing it, as they tumbled back as they lay in the bed with each other. Mina heaved and soon moaned Maidoc’s name, she slowly moved towards him, pulling his buttoned shirt apart gently and leaning in, starting to kiss at his throat. She goes down to his collarbone and she kissed his skin and he moans, his head inclined up and Mina’s lips were making soft smack sounds as her intakes air while her tongue took action. “Be gentle, Mina...Please...” Maidoc spoke quietly, biting his lip as he looked down at Mina, before he let out a quiet gasp. “You taste good, love...” Came Mina's slightly muffled voice, as she slowly moved her lips down. Maidoc smirked softly, and reached for her as he continued to try and please Mina. “M--Maidoc, what are you doing...?” Mina had pulled away slightly to speak, panting as she did so, before she felt something kissing at her throat. Mina let out a gasp, and squirmed where she lay, biting her lip, as her collarbone is being kissed, sucked on, and bit lightly, over and over again. "Maidoc~!" Mina half moaned, half screamed out his name, her body twisting and shivering. She’s performing so well here that Maidoc gripping the bed sheets and having muscle contractions in pleasure. Mina wraps her arms around him and lightly graze her fingernails down his back; using her hips which increase her thrusts. The three of them moaned softly, shivered, and holding each other. It was until Mina heard Emmett whispered in her ear of these words that made her smile wickedly: “Ms. Fury…You’re guaranteed to run this town…” In the meantime for Mandy; Shouta reached for her hand and they both entered her apartment, he tightened his grip on her, and went down into the corner. He got closer, before pushing her towards the wall; Mandy stared at him for a moment. All of a sudden, Shouta was kissing Mandy fiercely, who stopped and she was pulling herself away. “Come on, you know you want it.” He said. Shouta pressed his lips to hers softly, briefly kissing so innocently. Mandy's heart beating loudly. He put his arms around her and pulled his face to hers. Shouta kissed her deeply, passionately. Mandy smiled and became overjoyed as she pulled her close again, and they kissed longer. Deeper and passionately. His tongue darted into her mouth again and again, and Mandy put her hands in his soft hair which caused him to moan. Shouta could see that she was beautiful. Mandy moved forward and kissed Shouta. She continued soft kisses on his lips and Shouta returned Mandy's kisses. His tongue danced in her mouth, exploring every nook and cranny. Mandy put her hand on his waist and slowly continued kissing him, refusing to allow their lips to part. Soft moans ricocheted in each other's mouth from the passionate embrace. Mandy was speechless, the only sounds escaping her lips being soft moans. Her breathing was getting erratic. Mandy is now finally speaking, although it was more of a bewildered moan, whimpered, "Oh God, I can't believe this is happening. Shouta, you have me ready to burst." With confidence, Shouta smiled and responded, "Oh Ms. Fury, we are just getting started." Her face, already red, went a shade redder. But nothing happened as Shouta pulled away. "Why did you stop?" Mandy asked in confusion. Shouta smiled and admitted, "I wanted to savor this moment. I have dreamt of it for years." Mandy's expression showed utter shock. "You have? Really?" She asked. "Amanda, I fell in love with you years ago," He admitted. "Oh my god," Mandy replied. She reached down and pulled him up to be on top of him. "I love you too, Shouta. I have thought of this moment for a long time as well, but never thought you were interested." She reached up and kissed me. The earlier kisses were sweet and tender and then passionate and raw, this kiss sent fireworks through their bodies. Shouta strokes her whole body which would flinch. He loved what he was doing to her. "Good girl," Shouta purred, "I love when you talk dirty." He sniggered. "Aaaah," Mandy moaned, "Oh god, oh god, shit." She runs her hands down his back as she marvel at how the soft skin on his shoulders feels. God, he's so beautiful! Mandy loves that he is just as attracted to her. She could feel it by the way he tries to get every sensation he can out of her loving body, as if he's wanted this for quite awhile. However, she pulls away and she leads Shouta to where Soren was sleeping. Mandy sits down next to Soren on the couch and stroke his hair. She gazed at his beautiful face, and something important occurs to her. She leans forward slowly, and kiss Soren's lips lightly and she slides an arm around the back of his neck and pulls him in closer, kissing as she slides her tongue against his, reveling in the soft, different feel of his tongue and mouth. Mandy kisses him passionately, putting her hands on his side of his waist and pulling him close. Wordlessly, she pushes him back up until they were both sitting, circling her tongue against his. His mouth was soft, his warmth so intimate, it makes Mandy want to melt. Shouta comes from behind and caressed Mandy’s shoulders, he then grabbed the cattle prod and shocked her, Mandy let out moans while the cattle prod in hand was pulsing with lust. Mandy moaned, squirming as the pleasure began to overtake her. The sensation of the cattle prod inside her now and felt intense, warm pressure. As the feeling began to intensify, and she knew she was close to the edge, her body tensed, awaiting the release. Mandy's heart raced as Shouta resumed his place at her shoulder blades and pushed further inside. Mandy moaned, her eyes rolled up. Shouta thrusts as she pounded into Mandy's sore, stretched wound with his hand. Mandy shuddered and moans while letting out a long, satisfied sigh after breaking away from the kiss with Soren. She slumped back and curled up around herself, coming to rest with her head next to Shouta and Soren, who climbed onto the couch and into the arms of Mandy's embrace. She moaned and she curled up, contented. Shouta felt her lips on his. The kiss was perfect but Mandy broke the kiss and whispered in his ear, "I love you, Shouta….And you too, Soren." Shouta and Soren in return smiled, "We love you too, Mandy.” Shouta remarked softly. “Always have, always will." Soren purred. Meanwhile, Taron was searching around the building for the fact that the Fury sisters are hiding something! Someone took him by the wrists from behind and place his hands on the table palms down. His whole body erupts into a shivering wave of goose bumps as he feels a very delicate touch of fingers move from the top of his shoulders, across his neck onto the opposite shoulder and then down his back. His heart beat was racing now with dread. "O-o-o-oh" Ophelia was heaving and her face contorted with pleasure, her moans and whimpers start anew. Ophelia's body shimmies and she drives her cattle prod ruthlessly into his mouth. She feels his saliva and blood dripping onto her tongue and greedily gulp them down. She shivers with pleasure, Ophelia really loved the way Taron writhed of his tightly bound body. Earlier, she had bound him tightly to the frame. He had screamed as he arches away from her cattle prod as he screamed in agony. She was whispering softly she stroked him occasionally just to keep him in agony. Ophelia loved the way his body twisted under her caress. Taron grunted as his flesh was in torment. His mind closed as he let the pain take him into his secret place and tormented him as he never imagined it could. Moments later; Taron felt her next to him, cuddling and cooing, as she soothed his flesh with the scented oil. Her hands were gentle now. As she held him, his tears slowly stopped, Taron's breathing slowed. Ophelia smiled but out of the corner of her eye, she saw two retreating figures. Ophelia smiled and said to Taron, “I’ll be right back.” She turned and walked off as Taron watched her in horror. Rinon and Kaijin were running away when they heard a rustling behind them. Just as they turn to see what it is, a cloth is harshly placed over their mouths and the boys try to struggle to escape but Ophelia's grasp is too strong. The last thing they remember before passing out is the sound of Ophelia whispering, “That's it boys, sleep tight......”

Later, the boys woke up to see Ophelia leaning towards them with a smile. “Aww, hi there. Did you miss me? I missed you.” She said, “We’re gonna have fun today babies. You’re going to love this.” Standing up, she pulls out the cattle prod that looked more alive with electric. "Do you like what you see? You know you want it. I can see it in your eyes. You need me to screw you hard, don't you?" moaned Ophelia. "No......no......" muttered Rinon. "Lying bastard. Let me show you how much you need this." With tears running down his face, he closes his eyes and opens his mouth. Rinon could smell her sweet scent off the cattle prod just before she shoves the tip of the cattle prod past the opening of his mouth. The cattle prod fills his mouth and this made him gag from the blood he could taste off there. Grabbing his head, she begins to slide the cattle prod in and out of his mouth. "Oh yeah, baby, that's what I'm talking about. Suck it. Damn, that feels good." Opening his eyes; Rinon look up to see Ophelia’s head rolled back in ecstasy. Rinon feels the heat as his mouth continue to caress the cattle prod as it slides deep in his mouth. The disgust Rinon felt at having a cattle prod forced upon him made his stomach turned. Then again, Rinon never tasted a cattle prod and with each thrust, a small moan escapes Ophelia's lips. “Yeah, I knew you'd love it. How long has it been since you've been with a real gal?” She panted. Ophelia gently inserted her index finger into his wound on the collarbone, continuing to lick and stroked the inner lining of the wound, feeling the rough ridges. Rinon was horrified as he let out a painful moan, his back arching, and then slamming onto the wall. "Unnffff..." Ophelia moaned. "That. Was. Incredible." She started to stroke Rinon's wound, which he kept himself from screaming. Ophelia couldn't resist. She put her whole face in his collarbone and his musky scent. "Yessss..." She moaned. “Enough...it seems to me that you were a very naughty girl. You know you are going to have to pay for this.” Threatened Kaijin. “Oh you naughty, naughty boy. How could you resist a girl like me? We'll have to do something about it then, wont we?” she said quietly, standing only inches away from Kaijin now. "What are you...?" He mumbled as she pressed against his skin. "Isn't this what you want?" she purred and moaned quietly. "What are you doing?" Kaijin asked. Ophelia was rummaging in her bag. She produced a long, thick cattle prod.  "Let’s play!" she announced, a naughty twinkle in her eyes. “No, I--can't!” Kaijin protested but Ophelia shushed him: “It's safe, I promise.” She then spread his arms out and she looked at his horrified face, licking her lips. She ran the cattle prod lightly over and before parting them slightly. She slid the cattle prod across, working her way to his back side. Kaijin moaned and squirmed, desperate for his release from her. She toyed with his clothed body, the powerful vibrations reverberating through his body. Blood oozed out as Ophelia pulled the cattle prod away. She licked it clean and pushed it as far as she could into her mouth before withdrawing and using it on her own skin and turning the cattle prod towards Kaijin. He gasped and cried out as she inserted it fully into his skin. "Was that so bad?" Ophelia purred. Kaijin was shocked, what the hell just happened? She knelt up again and the cattle prod slipped out of her, she picked it up and thrust it towards Kaijin’s mouth. He shook his head, but Ophelia forces it at him. "Come on, open wide. It’s delicious.” She purred. Reluctantly; Kaijin opened his mouth and hesitantly licked it all over. She then proceeded to rub the cattle prod lightly on his skin and then her body against his as he watched in horror! The feel of her body against Kaijin as they slid further together, limbs entwined, her trying to get as close as she possibly could. "I want you." Her words were soft but clear, “I want you so much, Kaijin...I haven't thought about anything else since you and Rinon....I've wanted this for so long.” She brought both Kaijin and Rinon together; it was almost like a déjà-vu but without bounds or mouth gags. Ophelia began running her hands along Kaijin's sides of his abdomen and reached for him and tugging it. She scooted a bit closer to Rinon too, who was on the other side, and began to rub his face as she gazed into his eyes. Ophelia cut into Kaijin's skin as she began to touch his bleeding wound as Ophelia slid her hands up to Kaijin's shoulder. Kaijin braced himself with one hand against the wall and Ophelia slipped the fingers from the other into his short hair, gently while she ran her other hand up and down Rinon's sides. Ophelia's moans were lost in theirs which sounds torturous. With her firmly holding both their wrists, and using Mildred, Nana and three girls in masks to keep the two from trying to use their legs to get away, there was nothing he could do to stop them.  Mildred reached down and grabbed out another cattle prod! Kaijin was frightened at this sight. "Wait," he murmured, "No, wait. Please....Please, don't." Rinon and Kaijin tried to keep their mouths closed, tried to turn their heads, tried to do anything they could do to avoid that other cattle prod going into one of their mouths. But Mildred used her hands to grab Kaijin's jaw, pressing her fingers into his cheeks until his lips were forced open. And then, his mouth was suddenly filled with the blood stained cattle prod. As he struggled, the other girls turned Rinon and pinned him. "No," Kaijin cried, his voice muffled as he tried to speak around the cattle prod in his mouth. "Open," Mildred grunted, barely giving Rinon time to obey before shoving the other cattle prod in his mouth. "Stop! Please..." Rinon begged. Mildred roughly shoved the other cattle prod inside Rinon's mouth, and the pain was unimaginable. The cattle prods were pumping furiously into the boys' mouths. Ophelia chuckled, "You could tell I'm a little horny, right?" She asked. Rinon could only moan softly. "Would you like me to take care of that for you?" Kaijin tensed, shaking his head as much as he could, his legs flexing as he tried to squirm away. But he knew by now that there was no squirming away from her now. Tears once again pricked the backs of his eyes as Rinon felt that warm hand around him. "No," he whimpered, trying to break his hands free of the other girls' grip. Ophelia adjusted the angle of the cattle prods, and suddenly, she was hitting something deep inside them with every thrust. She timed the thrusts of the cattle prod to match the pace of her stroking. Ophelia began moaning softly as her body took control, she couldn't fight it. It had been too long, and her body was too desperate for the release. While he was exploring some sort of room during an investigation of missing people; Niilo turned to see three girls in the room: One girl with black hair was wearing a black chiffon dress with pink and white all over with a floral print, sheer cap sleeves, a lace trim at the hem and the collar. Another girl that once had scarlet-red mane that has plum-purple hair, wears black lace cat ear headband and cats imprinted shirt with sweat pants that says on the back of the bottoms, “MEOW!” and the third girl with blonde hair wore a pink and blue patterned tank top that displayed soft feminine details, a skirt with slits that showed her skinny legs. And a stained glass locket was around her neck. “Who are you?” Niilo asked. The dark haired girl revealed herself: “My name is Cindra, and I’m the inspiration for Cindy Ballerina.” The second girl says, “I’m Marie, the inspiration for Mad Girl Marie.” And the third girl says, “And I’m Piper, the inspiration for Pippa the Pipsqueak.” Niilo could only stare in horror while Cindra, Marie, and Piper grinned in an unsettling manner as they giggled like lunatics. Niilo try to back away but Cindra had smacked Niilo so hard his entire body fell straight back onto the chair with me in it. Cindra pulled him awkwardly to his feet. The three all gawked at him and held each arm by my wrist tightly. They pulled my arms outstretched to each side as Niilo struggled. Marie reached him and pulled straight up in his seat. Cindra grabbed and pinched hard pulling his wrists down forcefully. They both hurt badly and were getting sore from the abuse. Niilo struggled to get an arm free with no success. "Who’s first?" Cindra asked."Me first!" said Marie. "Alrighty, then get to it," Cindra said as she took Niilo's arm from Marie. "Turn the bastard around, will ya?" Marie told her sisters as they then followed her direction. Niilo bent over the desk as his wrists were still held outstretched. Marie walk up behind him with a cattle prod smacked his hard forcing his up to his feet. His skin stung under the skin as Marie's boot kicked his legs apart and seated him back in the chair. Marie was fumbling around with the cattle prod and ripping a hole, she insert the head of the cattle prod and slamming all the way into his skin. The cattle prod was wide enough to stretching the skin slowly. Marie began pumping in and out, blood spurting. The sisters giggled at Niilo's agony. The cattle prod was pounding inside of him as her slender fingers dug into his abdomen sharply into him. "I'm next," Piper said with excitement. "Here take his arms," Marie ordered Cindra as she reached down and grabbed Niilo's ankles. They carried him over and dropped him on the sofa in an empty office. Piper wasted no time as she was on top of him. Piper lifted him on her shoulders and placed the cattle prod which had entered the hole in his wound created by Marie. She slammed the cattle prod hard inside his skin. She increased the strength of the prod's squeezes. Piper wasn't ashamed, she let out a exhilarating moan to make it clear that she was climaxing. Piper then withdrew the cattle prod and flipped him over; Niilo's head was over the edge of the sofa and slapped him hard across the face. "You son of a bitch, if you don't do as we say, we won't be so nice now." threatened Piper. Niilo was reluctant but he kept his eyes closed and parted his mouth away in reluctance. Piper put the cattle prod in slowly sliding it over and yelled, "Suck it, son of a bitch." He began sucking the vile tasting blood stained prod, Cindra was behind him pumping in and out in a rhythm. Piper was moaning loudly as she grabbed Niilo roughly. Piper handed him to Cindra as she affixed him. She and Piper never stopped thrusting the prod at him. They would not withdraw from his mouth until he swallowed the electric discharge. Just then; Piper yelled "You turn Cindy girl." Marie giggled in delight. "Don't mind if I do," Cindra said. Cindra flipped him over to seat him in the chair and began lapping at the wound in the skin. Cindra lowered herself onto Niilo and she grabbed both his shoulders and kneaded them as she continued drink his blood away. Cindra's body convulsed as she had gotten another yelp of pain out of him. His body jerked and he felt his right side fall and hit the floor, Cindra stood up triumphant standing over him. “This was fun, hope we could do this again…But not before you find the fillings in the land.” And Niilo passed out from exhaustion. The fourth part of the film demonstrated of Helena separated herself from the girls and then she was knocked to the ground and saw something that resembled a cattle prod. “Oh no…It can’t be!” Helena whispered. Just then, Helena was knocked out and lifted up as she falls unconsciousness. Helena woke up as she saw Mina before her! “Mina?” Helena asked. “Hey Helena, did you miss me?” Mina asked softly. “Why are you here?” Helena demanded. In a rush of emotions; Helena seizes Helena’s face in her hands and pulls her in. “I missed you so much.” She then kissed Helena’s neck and bit it so passionately! Helena shoved Mina away when all of a sudden, her head hit the floor and she lost consciousness. On the bed, neatly laid out against the rest of the chaos, were Mina’s dress, bra and panties. She came out of the bathroom completely nude aside from a pair of socks, took out an exquisite bottle that resembled champagne and took a swig straight from the bottle. Then, Mina grabbed Helena hands, dragging her to the bed and pushed her down onto Mina's bed, pinning her wrists to my sides. Mina ran the cattle prod along Helena's wound and grinned down at her. "Oh my, you're definitely enjoying this." She said. Helena could feel her face become flustered but Mina's cattle prod returned to the wound, stroking fast and hard. Helena clawed at the bed sheets trying to keep control of her body from the pain. Mina pushed one, then two, then finally three strokes from the cattle prod into the soaking red bleeding wound. Helena gasped from shock while Mina was rubbing the wound as she leaned down and placed a single kiss above her wound. "I'm gonna give you the 'shock' of your life, bitch." Mina whispered. "No! Please don't" Helena panicked. She tried to sit up, but Mina pushed her back down onto the bed, holding her there. The cattle prod is running against the wound. Mina's body shot up, pleasure poured through her with so much intense screams of ecstasy filled the room. She leaned down into her and looked up at me with a wicked smile. With that she took a long throb right up her perfect skin of the shoulder blade with the cattle prod. Helena's body practically shuddered at the rawness of what just happened. Mina licked her lips several times and then returned to the cattle prod which she pushed into her fully and moaned out my spasm. Mina moan and groan and that started to drive Helena over the edge. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Helena demanded. Mina stopped to stare at her, "What's wrong? Don't you get it? I want you." Mina grinned as she turned the cattle prod to high and rubbed it onto the wound. Helena moaned in pain while Mina took the cattle prod and slid it out of the wound. She turned on the cattle prod and rubbed it on the laceration, Mina continued trailing the prod before she put it in, while it made a soft squelch sound of blood! Helena gasped, while Mina increased her pace. She wrapped her arms around Helena's upper body as Helena leaned her head back; another painful moan crept out of her. "Uhhhh....Sssssss...uhhhh." Mina smiled a little and circled the cattle prod, "Oh my god," Helena managed to get out. She closed her eyes again and leaned her head back, giving a long, agonized groan. "I want to hear you say it again," Mina whispered. "Say it. Tell me how much you want me." Helena shook her head, “N—nooo….” She uttered. Mina kicked at her, “SAY THAT YOU WANT ME AND NEED ME!!!!” She exclaimed. Helena didn’t have any other choice so she complied. "Uhhhh...I want you....I...Ugh." Helena reached one hand down to feel the cattle prod as it continued to massage her cut. Mina thought she would explode. Her moans were enough and it made her go crazy. She smiled. "You're so cute." Mina then left the room and came back in with a frightened Ainara. Helena is shocked beyond this point, Mina said while kissing Ainara’s top of her head: “I thought she want in on the action. She looks like she needs some experience.” After throwing a protesting Ainara on the bed; Mina grinned, producing that cattle prod. "What are you doing?" Ainara hissed."Hold still." Mina muttered, fiddling with her skin. "Stop it!" Ainara protested furiously, looking around. Mina pressed her fingers onto the contraption around Ainara's cut and it started humming. Ainara whimpered as the buzz began to get stronger. Mina grinned and her fingers drifted down to the prod inside her. Ainara whimpered loudly and in pain. Ainara writhed, moaned as she lay there panting, she gyrated and wriggled about. Ainara was trying to move to pressure somewhere else. Shortly after; Mina's fingers ran over the cattle prod and wasted no time in pushing the head of the prod between Lucy's slashed flesh. She began to thrust the exquisite device into her slick cut hard and fast. Lucy leaned against the corner wall and bit her tongue to keep from crying out as Mina drove her higher and higher. Her eyes remained open as the head of the cattle prod slid in and out of her wound. Mina felt her excitement grow as she increased her rhythm and as the embers burning inside her reached their highest point, her body rocked back and forth. With one last thrust into her laceration, Lucy lost the battle and shouted, "Aaah!" Her gash in the skin became numb from the piercing Mina continued to give herself. Sheets of the red liquid coated the fleshy walls of the laceration as Lucy became limp as she struggled to breathe by the gasping. Moments later; Chiara screamed as the cattle prod made one last plunge into her slick gash. Her body slammed against the walls as Mina's climax tore through her. Mina's eyes rolled, her back arched, and her muscles clenched the cattle prod. Rolling waves of heat coated Chiara's wound. It rolled down to cover the prod and as the red, warm plasma flowed thick from the slit of her cut, that spontaneously forced of hers come to shoot out of her. Chiara bit her lower lip, bruising the tender flesh. “Oh my God!” she cried. Her fingers curled into the blanket and she felt her body convulsed as she came until finally her breathing held and her body stiffened.

The last part is shown of Vincent woke up as he was tied down to a bed, his body was stretched out in a large X, face down with some pillows under him and screamed as the heavy hand came down on his body, but no sound actually came out because his mouth was filled with a gag that had been stifling her screams and shrieks for the past twenty minutes. Writhing as his body burned a fiery red, tears streaming down his face, he was engulfed with agony, wishing that she would push the cattle prod into his cut and hurting him hard, slamming her body against him. More slaps against his tortured body, and he screamed with agonized pain, his back arching as he sobbed and struggled. “You know Vincent,” Bridget's voice was very deep, controlling, “I'm getting very tired of these silly games you play. It'd be much easier if you just begged for a punishment. I expect I'll am going to have to teach you a lesson.” There was a lot of shifting behind her, making Vincent feel quite panicked because he had no idea what she was doing. Vincent panicked and began struggling, she'd tear him apart! Especially the way that Bridget liked to torture hard and uncompromising, her cattle prod thrusting in and out with abandon! Bridget chuckled, leaning forward and making him squeal with pain as his bleeding wound was forced to accept another inch of her cattle prod. The scene changes to where Jethro turned his head to the door, lifting his eyes from the book in his lap. He always tried to look calm, but it was far from what he felt inside. The cozy fire next to him burned with the same passion he saw in the girl's eyes. She was deliciously beautiful. An angel in disguise. Her deep black hair whipped up at the one end and his cat-like eyes searched his for something he hadn't felt in a long time. "Yes..." He said in a voice was soft. The strange girl smirked gently and let go of the doorknob. She stepped inside and closed the door. Her black attire blended well with the mahogany wood of the study and Jethro felt blush creep onto his cheeks. He walked towards her, holding his gaze like a snake would its prey. Looking away; Jethro tensed up and mentally thought of all the weapons he had hidden in the room. Then, the girl walked around him. Suddenly her hands were on his shoulders. Jethro jumped slightly. "Be still, my Jethro...You are so very tense." She began to massage his shoulders, "Here, let me help...It is after all my duty to protect the boy I've been assigned to..." Suddenly her mouth was right next to his ear, and her voice was so full of unbridled passion that he found it hard to sit still, "In any way he desires..." The girl is very secretive and cold one minute, then the next she is sneaky and flirtatious towards Jethro, who is confused by her intentions and annoyed at her. Not knowing what she really is! One day, it all changed when Jethro had enough of this stupid girl's tricks! It ends here. "I want you to leave. NOW." He demanded. The girl picked up her towel and glared at him evilly. Jethro picked up her things lying on the floor and threw it at her with disgust. "Did you really think I was going to let a girl get to me?" He scoffed and folded his arms, "You don't know me very well then, do you?" The girl was upset and answered in a nasty tone, "I knew you weren't a ray of sunshine, but damn... You really are a complete, heartless ingrate..." She opened the door and Jethro waited for her to leave. He gave her one last glare. "You don't fool me. And you better keep your distance or I'll shorten you by a head." He warned. The girl turned her eyes away and slammed the door as she left. He didn't play games, and no girl like her was going to get the better of him. Then, he could feel his childhood fears suppressed and they were coming back to haunt him until she came back! "Sorry, I couldn't stay away for good." She replied, she made her away towards him and was close to him. Shocked; Jethro felt the heat travel to all the parts in his body as she got closer and closer. He hasn’t been like this with anyone for a long time. After a few minutes of an embrace and an apology, the girl pulls away. She revealed her name as ‘Brenda’. Suddenly he was brought back to his senses as the click of the cuffs above his head indicated his arms were locked in place. "Is that really necessary?" Jethro asked quietly, not to sound out of order. The instant the void of darkness fell upon Andrea like a wave, her mind was aflame, terror flooding her as he pulled against the restraints without a moment to think. It was of course, useless. "What's going on? What are you doing?" He asked in a panicked shrill as he heard footsteps approach him. "Please stay still." Brenda whispered in his ear, not spoken menacingly, but warm and soothingly. Brenda grinned from behind the mask and stood up. The cattle prod was beginning to buzz as she savored the thought of what was ahead. She moved it towards him, and ran a finger up his center of his chest. Brenda cupped his left cheek as her hand, then gently pinched his skin. He gasped when she put on the cattle prod while Jethro screamed when he ruthlessly clamped his flesh. While this was happening; Jethro whimpered, “Release me.” Brenda looked down at him, “WHAT?!” She almost screamed. Jethro cringed, “Please...” He said. “SILENCE! You are mine! You gave yourself to me a long time ago, my sweet!!!!” Brenda shouted as he torments him with the cattle prod! The scene changes as Ramona was tied facing up as her mouth stuff full of a gag. Cutting off her clothes to expose some skin as Ramona sobbed, trying to plead through the gag that had been cut from her body. Bianca just rolled her eyes and sneered at her and pinched her, twisting roughly and smiling as the girl beneath her writhed and tried to pull away. Bianca snickered and twisted harder until she uses a knife as she cut something in her thigh. Letting her fingers trail down the girl’s body, she scooted down until she could look at that spread of her thigh that has a cut, smiling as Ramona's legs pulled against the ropes around her ankles which tie them tightly. "So..." she murmured, "We do like rough treatment, what a hussy." and she slapped the exposed wound, making Ramona jump and wail. With every rough slap against it, the wound got redder and wetter, making sucking sounds as her hand slapped down, "Well if you like it rough then you are going to love tonight." Bianca said. Ramona underneath her wriggled and writhed, in pain and excitement as her lesion was bleeding profusely a little bit, Bianca reveled in her domination. "Never been used?" she asked in a shocked tone, "Well that's a shame... I think we should definitely try them out tonight. You're such a dirty bitch," Bianca sneered, "Dripping like a bleeding hussy while you're all tied up, with a leaking wound and you're loving every minute of it, aren't you?" Panting hard, Bianca rode out her spasm, grinding her bleeding wound against Ramona's face and muffling any sound that was coming out of the girl underneath her. "Oh that feels fantastic..." moaned Bianca and she whipped Ramona's body again. She kept whipping it as Ramona screamed and licked at the blood. When she was done, Bianca sighed and climbed off of Ramona, completely satiated. "Good girl," she crooned, stroking Ramona's cheek. Bianca started squeezing; filling the cattle prod with air and making it expand inside Ramona's bleeding wound. Ramona moaned, her insides stretching with the cattle prod of her wound dripping even more, she felt like she was on the brink of going insane as she full and uncomfortable. Working the prod into Ramona's wound, Bianca examined the girl for a moment and then turned it onto high right away. Ramona started screaming in pain as Bianca loosened the ropes around one hand. Ramona would have to work her hand out before she would be able to remove the cattle prod or untie herself, and the way she was thrashing and shaking in the bounds. Bianca walked out, quite pleased with herself as she left the girl on the bed, still screaming in pain as the pleasure became almost painful with its intensity. In some ways, she was rather jealous of Ramona's torturous pains although it had been good for Bianca; it seemed that Ramona had depreciated herself even more.


Presently; Mina got on stage to sing “White Rabbit” in an eerie, but hauntingly beautiful voice of hers: “One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small...And you know you're going to fall, call Alice...When she's ten feet tall...Call Alice.....Go ask Alice, I think she'll know. And the White Knight is talking backwards, and the Red Queen's off with her head...Remember what the dormouse said, remember what the dormouse said. Feed your head, feed your head.” She smiled while having a crazed expression in her eyes!