The Revenge

Author: Always RDM

Jackie placed the gun back in her purse the shot through his face had splurged out the back leaving a satisfying gaping hole in his head. She scraped up some skull fragments and brain and placed them in a zip-lock bag. A souvenir of a job well done. A souvenir of the cunt that was her husband. He had treated her like shit. He had treated his country like shit but still the people seemed to love him. They always would.

The body was taken to a separate room in the morgue and the line of people grew. People wanting to visit him one last time and pay their dis-respects. When Marilyn had died there was queue of privileged men wanting to pummel her vagina one last time. It was an elite occasion. After each man had delivered his payload the attendant would sponge her clear, place a warmed dildo inside and prepare her for the next. Marilyn`s body grew cold but her vagina remained hot and moist for some hours.

The line for the dead president was much longer and it was not love or perversion these people wanted to express it was pure hatred for this traitor of a nation. This clown who had caused the death of so many americans, had put the world close to total annihilation and flooded the streets with heroin and acid so people were too engrossed in their own joy and suffering to notice.

The first person entered, dropped his trousers and plunged his hard cock into the exit wound, globs of brain tissue fell to the floor and the plunging in and out frothed up what tissue was left. Skull-fucking this detestable man was just reward for serving under him for so long. He wiped his member on the presidential cuff and left. The attendant scooped up the brain and jism from the floor and stuffed it back into the skull ready for the next person. It was going to be a long shift.

After the fifteenth penetration the brain tissue was putrid and just did not have the firmness to give friction anymore. The attendant heated up a tin of rice pudding and mixed it well with what tissue was left grabbing a few pounds of tissue from earlier departed souls. It worked. The warm mixture of pudding, presidential brain matter and some other departed donations kept the punters happy for hours….and so it went on.

Inspired by MEOW.