Thread: Docs Quest for Greatness

Docs Quest for Greatness
Written by tranny from El Armpito
© 2011

"Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit upon his hands, hoist the nigger flag and begin slitting throats."
-Henry Louis Mencken

One

Doc49, once active member of the Sick and wrong forum now finds himself covered in mud and blood running alongside a highway in the state of Washington. It´s a cloudy, humid day; he sees a vehicle approaching and runs infront of it. It stops, Doc places his hands on the red hood and weeping shouts for the driver to please take him with them, or else they´ll kill him!

Doc once lived a comfortable life with Kitty, but that life was soon to change. We may say it all began the sunny day in SoCal where he took Jew Simon to the Price is Right, September 14 of 2011. For it was this day that a life perspective shift took place, and his mind began to wonder if he could achieve more than his current success. In the show he witnessed the lowest of the white trash. Zombiefied idiots who reacted throw emotional impulses and whose only knowledge of the world were based on bullshit gathered from the TV and told by a preacher. And so he wondered "Am I one of these shitheads?"

Doc had his reasons for loving the prize is right. One of the few pleasant memories of his father concerned of sitting by his feet and watching the mindless show while his mother sucked him off. They both would laugh or shout at the contestants in anger. It was one of the few moments he wasn´t screaming and hitting at his mother. But his father eventually left for Tampa, Florida, rumors has it he spent all his cash on the famous Mons Venus strip club, once destitute he was never seen again. God knows how many dicks Docs father sucked before being murdered like a cheap whore.

So the Prize is Right was his happy place, the time that brought him to simple childhood pleasure. Not to mention his sexual awakening from watching from the corner of his eye her mother orally pleasuring his father. Forever turning his mother into a sexual object that in the latter fatherless years drove him to commit atrocious acts no son should even jerk off to! If only Kitty knew why Doc the pervert became so sexually aroused during the show she would have been too creped out to fuck.

Two
Doc had once lived a hard life before meeting Kitty. In his earlier years, he thought it proper to spend some time in Alaska earning 4 times more than a high school graduate would in the rest of the country throw hard labor in order to pay for college. True, he made more money, but in a community with one cunt for every ten dicks his only chance at getting laid was paying for it. Oh gentlemen, gentlemen, in such a horrid condition as living in Alaska one attempts anything to forget oneself. The rest was spent in alcohol. And so he returned to his native state of Arkansas with no extra money, an injured shoulder and mild brain damage for having lived in a closed cabin with high CO2 and low oxygen during the harsh winter months.

Something in him wanted to return to such a miserable condition. Life was simpler then, no boredom in such a manly life. Oh the current boredom! The same fucking routine, he awakes at 11:30 AM, serves himself Captain Crunch or Lucky Charm and spends the next 5 hours watching Network Television. Kitty comes back with some fast food, she bitches about her hard day at work which he HATED to listen to. Then he fucks her for a couple of hours and stays up watching Conan and the other late night talk shows while Kitty sleeps for she must work again the next day.

But the wheels in his mildly mentally damaged being began to turn. Does Kitty believe SHE is all he needs to be happy? Men need more than a cunt. They need adventure, hardship, pain and the ecstasy of victory! No, she was selfish to think otherwise, she was deluded! He has been speaking with Nurd throw facebook. Nurd was a weed grower in Northern Cali, and offered him a job. He lived only 5 hours away, he could catch a bus there, maybe. Yes, it would be fun; he would be once more among guys, able to drink happily. Being Kitty’s house pet was robbing the strength out of him. He had grown a gut and love handles. His arms began to sag like that of an old lady. His tattoos, done with a muscular physic some years back and tight skin now looked retarded.

He began to plan what he would tell Kitty when she returned home. He would tell her she couldn’t keep him down anymore, castrate him with this sedentary lifestyle. He was not an organic dildo or a human house pet for her to play with like one of her many superior beings. She was zapping all his energy with her emotional rollercoaster and all the drama in her fucking office. Yeah, he thought that should do it.

Three

Kitty: “Get out! GET OUT GET THE FUCK OUT!!!! I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU!”

Kitty went in an uncontrollable rage after hearing Docs decision. He tried to explain to her that a man cannot be wholly satisfied with a woman, and it was selfishness and vanity from her part to think she was all he needed. He was to depart for a little while, maybe a year. Then return to her, now filled with cash and start anew life. But Kitty understood not Docs need for adventure. She could not comprehend why he wasn’t happy being her domestic fuck pet. The selfish one, as all women are, only thought about how he was making her feel… lonely again.

Kitty: “I fucking HAAAAAATE you! You piece of shit! You were a fucking homeless pothead making money by stealing the bullshit in old folk’s houses after you fucked horny grannies to get into their homes! You pathetic sex worker you fucked FOR FOOD! I GAVE YOU A ROOF! I GAVE YOU HOT MEALS! I DECENT LIFE YOU STUPID SHIT!!!!!”

But nothing changed Docs mind, he would begin a job far from Kitty growing weed for Nurd. He leaves the house trying to avoid getting hit by Kitty.

Kitty in her rage picks up one of the superior beings from the back legs and begins to smash it against a wall until its head is split open and dark blood is splattering everywhere. She stops; the superior beings are like children to her. She begins to weep and cry thus:

Kitty: I’m sorry Mr. Jingles…I didn’t mean to hurt you! It’s all daddies fault, he doesn’t love us anymore. No one loves us anymore…

But after saying that Doc returns, knocks the door and asks if he can just MapQuest Nurds house.

Kitty shouts to the end of her lungs for him to get the fuck out.

Doc gives out a sigh, and whispers: adios mio dolce amor before leaving for the bus top.

Kitty rolls into the fetal position hugging her dead superior being, and sobs the entire night.

Four

To Docs horror he discovers his imagined life of party, weed smoking and labor under the hot sun was nothing but a fantasy. The gullible asshole stayed UNDERGROUND trimming weed all day. At night he wasn’t allowed to leave the house, and was restricted to staying in a small room with no television! To make things worse Nurd would not give them free weed, but actually sell it overprized. O misery! It was all the worse parts of Alaska without the fun of working in the open air!

After afew days of this he goes up to Nurd, who only comes down a few times a day to make sure production is enforced, and Doc told him this was a mistake for he didn’t realize he would be underground, doing this repetitive boring work… Nurd pat Doc on the back he told he can’t expect to join the organization from the top. He had to start from the bottom, once he proves he’s reliable; he’ll let him move into fun activities. And so Doc waited. After 3 weeks he seemed to have gotten used to the routine. But in his loneliness he remembered Kitty; he missed her female curves and juicy lips around his cock.

After 6 weeks he approaches Nurd, he tells him he’s been sick for a while. He needs fresh air, to see the sun; he needs some fresh fruit for fucks sake! Trying to not break down like a dramatic woman before Nurd who Doc admired he begs to be a farmer, to be under the hot sun watering the plants. This is what he was used to in Alaska, not this underground bullshit…

Nurd Didn’t realize Doc had lived in the Wilderness. He smiles, tell Doc he’s got himself a new job. To pack his shit and meet him upstairs. Doc was about to kiss Nurd, but wisely restrains himself.

Five
You fucking moron, look at where you are: In the bloody wilderness once again. Where did all the cheap whores, cheap beer and expensive weed dreams all go? Turned to dust, but Doc must tolerate his fate like a rape victim must swallow the HIV infected cum of her heroin addict attacker with dignity. He dreamed of a life of crime similar to the video game series of vice city. What he got instead was to cohabit a small cabin with dirty ghetto assholes with no sense of holding their farts.

But he did not weep, for his mother didn’t raise a faggot. Amongst the spectacle of idiots one stood above all else with his goofiness: Nurds 100% Japanese nerdy cousin. Nurd, who seemed more like a miniature Sumo wrestler intended to make a man out of his dorky cousin. But Nurds geno consisted of an Italian father, thus the testosterone that created the Gorilla like hair on his back. His cousin was a full Mongoloid breed; his mouse size genitals weren’t capable of creating a violent beast. The Mongoloids virtues in war lay in a mathematical friendly intellect capable of creating an Orchestra of destruction, not iron balls.

Docs mission was to plant and water the Cannabis, and shoot down any of the foreign cucarachas invading this great country of ours, whose politically correct name is wetback I believe. But for all his misery it was better than being underground, feelings ones legs muscles atrophy, back muscles permanently curve and eyes start to die out from sitting all day trimming weed under artificial light. No sir, Doc for all his dimness knew he was better off. Even do his stupidity lead him into a shitty condition, it was the best of all possible hells.

They arrived by helicopter to their cabin. They were deep inside the American forest were no vehicle could enter, or the lazy forest rangers bothered to fly. They would leave in packs to water the plants. The main 3 men walking in straight line, while 4 on their wings to back them up if any of the roof repair brigades decided to cause trouble. Doc found happiness farming, for indeed he came from a long line of European serfs, and his geno had evolved for the mindless labor. But just has he was getting used to his new life, and about to experiment same sex love with his bed buddy, destiny decides to send another pedophile of events to fuck his naivet? away.

Six

Doc was left alone in the cabin this day, someone always stayed behind. They suspected one of the Mexicanos could be watching from the distance, and when they’re gone, come in and cover their food with some poison, thus killing them all without actual confrontation! But such ideas were mostly of the ridiculous cousin of Nurd believing in his Hentai clogged brain that the taco lovers were half ninja. Doc, and the rest of semi-barbarians with no intellectual fortitude passively accepted this theories from the boy with glasses since they believed his confidence was backed with some actual realistic knowledge. And so growing paranoid from the yet to be seen brown skins, they kept one armed man on camp.

Having a chance to be alone Doc naturally rushed to the toilet, which was a door-less hole in the ground INSIDE the fucking cabin, the bloody thing designed to be a torture chamber! But in reality saved many a Mafia peons from freezing in the winter months. So, while taking his long held shit the young man Doc begins to rub one off. Kitty would like to believe while reading this that her image covered in beacon grease and devouring some BigMac was in his thoughts, as he tells her. No gentlemen, Doc is one of does cunts who still masturbates to the blue aliens from the movie Avatar…
But as he was jerking off at a gang of blue dicks violently raping his female alien Avatar a sound was heard. A rock, it was a fucking rock! He was being under attack gentlemen! It was does sneaky little roof repair brigades, if not them who else? They wanted his innocent American head to pop out and wonder what was going one, and then BANG! They blow a hole in his head, poison the food ninja style and murder the closest thing to friends he has! He could spare the death of the rest, but not Louie, his precious soon to be gay lover! No, he would fight for himself and his life for his mother didn’t raise any faggot! Ahm, you know, not in the literal sense of touching dicks but an absence of cowardness…
CONTINUING THE STORY!

He rushed out of the shitter and got on his knees avoiding being seen throw the window. Oddly enough being on all fours ass naked felts quite right for Doc. He picks his hunting rifle, and from a tiny corner of the Cabin that had a hole he set out to find the fucking sweat reeking spic. He knew there had to be many, he must be surrounded the paranoid young lad thought, for like rats and roaches, where there is one they’re bound to be many! But to his surprise, he saw an entirely different spectacle…

It seemed that an animal was in the distance. A bear perhaps, but soon enough his semi-retarded brain fired up and connected the dots: What animal can throw a rock!? Oh boy, oh boy! It had to be Big Foot! Don’t you laugh my educated audience don’t you dare smirk at his foolish red neck thoughts! For Doc had thought long and hard about this. It’s easy for use city dwellers to point the finger and want to piss on the daughters face of the Big Foot theorist, but why is it that in the distance edges of civilization, does living in the rural frontier believe in it? You might say the ignorance of the small town creating small minds and small gene pools, but Doc knew the Truth: It’s because they’re exposed to the beast!

Doc had seen Monster Quest in what was once an educational network called the History channel. Doc knew the evidence. How the Native Americans not only told legends of the giant monkeys but of inter-dimensional beings and Ancient Aliens. The footprint molds had been sent to “experts” to analyze the evidence. They claimed the footprints were real, it was an actual beast, and they appeared all over the country and had done so for centuries. There is no way, no way it was a fake. And here our hero Doc was in the mountains, virgin land were big foot must live! I dare you do the research before mocking Doc in his white trash theories based by the once respected History Channel!
And so he pulled up his shit stained pants (for the turd had fallen on them in his sudden rush to fight the imaginary roof repair brigades) and set out to shoot the bastard. Here it was gentlemen, his opportunity to leave all this suffering behind. He would be famous, he would have money, and he would drive by Kitties house with ghetto whores under each arm and shout “Who’s the loser now eh? I have money, sex and drugs, YOU HAVE A NORMAL JOB AND STUPID superior beings! Like a crazy superior being lady! You NUTJOB!” and drive away once he heard her tears and begged for him to deep dick her one last time. But put away such fantasies dear Doc, for you have yet to cash the check: The beast still lives in freedom!
He rushes out; see’s the animal in two legs! IT IS BIGFOOT! AH precious happiness! But the thing is small and clumsy, it’s a child. He soon sparks fantasies of raising it as a pet, teaching it how to speak like the Chimps in animal plan throw sign language. But his sick fantasies soon inspire him to act quickly for if it’s a female he can be the first American to fuck the animal, like Andrien Brody the his movie Splice.

He takes aim; the stupid thing is running to seeking shelter in the thick forest. He aims his rifle, pulls the trigger and down goes baby Bigfoot. He screams with the ecstasy of victory! He was the most powerful man in the world! He was LORD OF THE WASHINGTON STATE FOREST! He runs to see the beast and hopes it’s not mortally wounded. But when he arrives he notices he hit the beast right in the back of its head. He decides to tell the media that it was intentional to make himself look cool and not some shitty shot. He turns the corpse to look at its face in hopes it’s not destroyed, something is odd… He pulls its fur, and discovers it’s a mask, under it Nurds Geeky cousin who had decided to play a prank on Doc.

“God damn you you yellow moron! I’m fucked! YOU FUCKED ME!”

Seven
The men return, Doc is in his bed pretending to be asleep. He tries not to weep, but it´s impossible, he gives out a weak female sob and wonders why his life has been so miserable. He´s not so pathetic to pray to the Christian God or the Jew on the cross. Years of Heavy Metal had made him reject the religion of his parents and embrace abstractly the Old Norse Gods, even do he had never read a book or seen a documentary on them. He kissed his Thor hammer around his neck which cost him $6.99 and was purchased by Kitties credit card.

The men arrive, all laughing and in a joyful mood. His loving Louie grabs his ass while the rest are not watching. They ask Doc what he´s been up to, he claims nothing, one of them begins to laugh and claims to know he´s been jerking off again, probably picked one of Nurds cousins dirty Japanese magazines depicting underage cartoon boys fucking older women the dirty Doc bastard!

But when this was said, everyone noticed that Nurds cousin hadn´t shown up. He had abandoned the group hours ago, claiming he wanted to go back to the cabin, they left him to go back by himself since he wouldn´t shut up on how tired and bored he was, making a fucking scandal with his bitching, but no one dared shut him up since he was the relative of the boss. The poor men began to freak out believing its disappearance was their entire fault. The paranoid men were soon to blame the mysterious roof repair brigades they´ve never seen. But they soon turn to Doc asking if he didn´t see him, Doc claims he hadn´t, but calms them down suggesting he might have just gotten lost.

And so he organized a searching party, claiming the men should be on their own to track a larger space and sets them on their way. The men marched into the nigger forest. Doc didn´t enter deep, but stopped, and waited for some 30 minutes. Only to return, and pull out the tiny Japanese body in a Bigfoot suit off the ditch he had hid him. It was brilliant gentlemen; the other men wouldn´t come looking for Nurds dead nephew on his section of the forest since they would believe Doc had already been there. They would eventually give up, blame it on the roof repair brigades, and hopefully Nurd would take out his rage on one of the other men, since his innocent ass had stayed in the cabin to jerk off... besides, Nurd was a friend, a fellow fan of the Sick and Wrong Podcast, he wouldn´t take it on him, let some of the illiterate assholes take the heat.

Dragging the body for hours eventually became hard labor has the small Japanese body become heavier with the minute. In his rush to spread the men away he forgot to bring a bottle of water, or food, but he was carrying a flash light and a gun. But to the young man´s luck he heard a river nearby. He approached it with the small dead Japanese corpse in the Bigfoot over his shoulders when a shoot is heard. He drops the corpse, and in a full panic takes for flight. It must be the roof repair brigades, fucking assholes attacking HIM, an American in AMERICAN SOIL! Oh how he wished he had the balls to be a Modern William Walker and filibuster their entire country until they drop to their knees and in fear never step foot in American soil again!

But Doc ran, his Metal head brain soon references the low budget Viking movie Severed Ways filled with soft European Metal, he identified with one of the protagonists and felt ashamed. But fear was too strong to have him go back! For his cowardly heart preferred to go on living his miserable existence he had so many times fantasized of ending then to end in glorious death! So much for the $6.99 ordered from Amazon.com Thor´s hammer around his neck, or the inspiring lyrics from the cheesy Viking Metal band Manowar. A disgrace to the Entire white Race! A disgrace to all Americans! But most importantly, a disgrace to all Metal Heads, who are the only worthy inhabitants of our planet.

He spent the entire night hidden in the rocks. Squishing his rifle tightly like girls held your cock in middle school in the dark movie theater not wanting to let go to the manhood they had so dreamt of playing with but just knowing how to work it. But no sweat reeking spic ever came; he had run a great distance. With the rise of the sun he heads east to the Cabin. He was nervous, for the body had not been buried. Perhaps the roof repair brigades would just leave it there, perhaps Nurd would return, send his own men out to look, they´ll tell him THAT rout was his and he would have his guts ripped off his body, and have a candle slowly begin to heat it, the fat soon boiling and giving out the sound of fried beacon as he slowly died in agony...

But there was a chance he could make it out alive, and that´s all the unMetallike pussy wanted, his miserable life. And in the sweat reeking spic ridden American forests he had no chance of survival on his own.

Eight

Doc arrived to the cabin, hungry, cold, with a rosy rash on his ass from having forgotten to wipe his ass. To his surprise there was a celebration; one of the men could see the puzzle look in his face, so he explained the set of events that took place in Docs cowardly flight to the forest:

One of the men caught a father and son that were quickly marching down a dirt path. The two from seeing the Nurds men began to shout for them to come and help. And to their surprise they were carrying the dead body of Nurds cousin! The little idiot Japanese had ventured to the forest dressed up as a midget Bigfoot. The man saw him walking by between some bushes, only saw the synthetic fur and pulled the trigger killing him dead. They were actually carrying the body to fly it to the nearest city and give it to the authorities! The boy was covered with tears, apparently it was the first time he had come out to hunt, and he had pulled the trigger. The two criminals were dragged at gun point to the cabin, they await the boss, Nurd, to arrive soon and deal with his loss Sicilian Style.
Doc should be celebrating, but he was clever enough to predict that there were some holes in the story. What was Nurds geeky cousin doing so deep in the mountains? Besides, they must have known he ran away from all the rocks that came rolling down the hill during his inglorious flight. His rifle bullet was still stuck on the kids brain, would Nurd look into that? Most importantly all these inconsistencies happened in the path HE was supposed to have searched for. What would be his excuse to have been late to the cabin?

But that wasn’t the whole story:

They were also a bunch of rich white fucks. They had a cabin in the mountains with their private airport and came once a year to hunt, spend time in the lake and whatever rich fucks do. But the biggest surprise of them all was the little kid telling them that he has brought his family along! They were expecting a party to come back with his wife and daughters anytime now.
Oh most unexpected happy turn of events! White rich cunt for him to enjoy! He had tasted such delicious pleasures before gentlemen, and believe me that they’re not made equal to the ghetto shit he was accustomed to. Indeed a wealthy woman is raised eating the finest foods, plus a routine of exercise and massages create a body of firm muscles most notably in the ass, soft skin and healthy hair that all combine to create the highest quality pussy juices that taste like manna from heaven. Unlike the rest of the TV dinner in the urban areas, or corn fed farmers daughters in the rural. His worries banished away as he anticipated the top quality fuck cattle to arrive.


Nine

Nurd has arrived; he is left alone in the cabin interrogating the family. Doc was for a treat, the girls were even more beautiful than he expected, beautiful Scandinavian looking barbies with bubble gum blonde hair. From the outside the screams of intolerable pain are heard, the men outside laugh. Not long after Nurd walks out of the house of horrors, removing his pair of bloody latex gloves, his white butchers apron a dirty mess. He orders the men to drop their pants, they look at each other confused, but Nurd soon shouts and in their fear they obey. And while putting on a new pair of latex gloves he orders his men to touch their ankles, they all gulp, tighten their assholes and obey now knowing that was to come. Nurd then begins to laugh and tells them to relax, he’s just looking to the biggest dick among them to use on the rich cocksuckers who murdered his beloved cousin.

They all begin to laugh nervously, and are relieved they won’t have their boss finger fucking them. It was cold, and being all white they had a grower’s dick, nothing impressive to behold. Nurd notices this problem, orders the older daughter to be brought before the men. She is dragged out by the hair, she’s completely naked, but her arms and feet are tied. She’s then told to kneel and begin sucking off the men. So far her will is broken; her sole objective is to submit to the wishes of her captor’s in order to avoid as much pain as possible. She does not get to suck most of the men, including Docs, when all of them had an erection. Once this achieved Nurd shouted it was enough, walked by the men, stopped before Doc and smiled.

Doc was soon sent inside the cabin, you should have seen him, he couldn’t hold his smile back even as he tried to act cool in front of the envious group left behind. In the cabin he saw the mother on all fours, what Nurd had done was get a rectangular piece of wood, maybe 2 inches thick, drilled four large holes on it it, and placed her arms and legs throw them, securing her feet and hands wish a bondage stick with hand cuffs. In their Nurd pat Docs shoulder, and with a friendly smile asked him if he wished to see something cool.

Doc felt like a high school girl asked to fuck by the top football player in his happiness. He then ordered four blocks of wood to work as legs and support the piece of wood binding the poor sobbing woman. He then sat on the couch while smoking a cigar while ordering Doc to come sit next to him while offering him one. Soon one of the big fat pigs they had locked up next to the cabin was brought inside; it begins to sniff the woman’s cunt who’s shouting for mercy and to not be subjected to this again. Nurd is laughing; he explains to Doc the secret is to spray her cunt with female pig urine, which gets them to do the job right away. But eventually the pig learns that the female cunt is a pleasure object and rapes the woman without the need of chemicals.

Her husband cry in agony, closes his eyes and begins to mumble to himself about God. Nurd is infuriated, he shouts for him to fucking look up and watch his dear wife get fuck by a bigger pig then himself! He then turns to Doc laughing asking if he liked that clever play on words. Immediately his friendly manner changes to pure demonic rage and orders one of his eyes to be popped out if he doesn’t look up. The man tries to, but cannot bare it and looks down again sobbing. He asked Doc is he wants to do the honors, Doc is speechless and tries to find the right answer, Nurd smiles and tells him it’s ok, he’ll learn to enjoy this type of job eventually. He snaps his fingers and one of his men forces a pocket knife into the man’s eye, and then brings it to Nurd and Doc for show. Doc notices in horror and amazement how the blue from his eye began rolling out like the popped yellow from an egg. Nurd then picks up the knife and pours some salt on the eye and goggles it down. Still chewing tells him that the different colors have a different taste. Blue eyes are by far the best delicacy. Doc thanked Odin he was a cow like brown eyed man.

The man is now rolling in the floor, Nurd laughs and tells Doc to notice how he screams like a little bitch. Then tells Doc to not miss the wife being fucked by the pig. He elbows Doc and tells him that for all their weeping their cunt always turns out getting wet, they never admit it, but they end up cumming from the animal’s dick. Which is a total mystery considering how oddly shaped the Pigs dick is. It looks like one of does ass worms you see in Discovery Health taken from Americans who visited some third world shithole, but oddly straight, the way it comes out is similar to the Alien films from the 80’s with the monsters little mouth in his mouth, only that it’s the long thin disgusting parasite worm coming in and out from his dickhole to fuck her. Doc is ready to puke when Nurd insists he should get close and see how this amazing thin dick makes it way inside the woman’s cunt.

Doc doesn’t want to, but to disappoint his dear new friend and boss Nurd would be worse. He approaches and looks at the beasts and poor woman’s genitals making contact, attempting to get a closer look in the weak light of the room he gets in to close. The pig gets nervous, it tries to get away and in its struggle it pushes the woman forward. The blocks from her legs fall down, the front legs of the pig are still there so the entire weight of the pig is pressing down. The tablet fals down, pulling down the skin and fat from her legs with it, only leaving the red exposed muscles. Nurd begins to laugh hysterically, the pig runs away, the woman screams louder than in labor, Doc feels sorry for what he’s done. Nurd then begins to pour alcohol laughing at the extra shouts of the women caused by the burn. He tells her she should be grateful, for he’s curing her from infections. He then orders he’s men to be gentlemen and begin pissing in the poor woman’s wounds.

Doc had the urgent need to run on a corner, cover himself with a blanket and begin weeping for the horrors he’d just witnessed. But the unconscious part of our brain built for survivor took over, and he acted like one of them and pissed on the woman. But yet, he couldn’t fake the sadistic happiness and laughter of the group, he still had a soul, and Nurd took notice of it.

Eight

Doc arrived to the cabin, hungry, cold, with a rosy rash on his ass from having forgotten to wipe his ass. To his surprise there was a celebration; one of the men could see the puzzle look in his face, so he explained the set of events that took place in Docs cowardly flight to the forest:

One of the men caught a father and son that were quickly marching down a dirt path. The two from seeing the Nurds men began to shout for them to come and help. And to their surprise they were carrying the dead body of Nurds cousin! The little idiot Japanese had ventured to the forest dressed up as a midget Bigfoot. The man saw him walking by between some bushes, only saw the synthetic fur and pulled the trigger killing him dead. They were actually carrying the body to fly it to the nearest city and give it to the authorities! The boy was covered with tears, apparently it was the first time he had come out to hunt, and he had pulled the trigger. The two criminals were dragged at gun point to the cabin, they await the boss, Nurd, to arrive soon and deal with his loss Sicilian Style.
Doc should be celebrating, but he was clever enough to predict that there were some holes in the story. What was Nurds geeky cousin doing so deep in the mountains? Besides, they must have known he ran away from all the rocks that came rolling down the hill during his inglorious flight. His rifle bullet was still stuck on the kids brain, would Nurd look into that? Most importantly all these inconsistencies happened in the path HE was supposed to have searched for. What would be his excuse to have been late to the cabin?

But that wasn´t the whole story:

They were also a bunch of rich white fucks. They had a cabin in the mountains with their private airport and came once a year to hunt, spend time in the lake and whatever rich fucks do. But the biggest surprise of them all was the little kid telling them that he has brought his family along! They were expecting a party to come back with his wife and daughters anytime now.
Oh most unexpected happy turn of events! White rich cunt for him to enjoy! He had tasted such delicious pleasures before gentlemen, and believe me that they´re not made equal to the ghetto shit he was accustomed to. Indeed a wealthy woman is raised eating the finest foods, plus a routine of exercise and massages create a body of firm muscles most notably in the ass, soft skin and healthy hair that all combine to create the highest quality pussy juices that taste like manna from heaven. Unlike the rest of the TV dinner in the urban areas, or corn fed farmers daughters in the rural. His worries banished away as he anticipated the top quality fuck cattle to arrive.


Nine

Nurd has arrived; he is left alone in the cabin interrogating the family. Doc was for a treat, the girls were even more beautiful than he expected, beautiful Scandinavian looking barbies with bubble gum blonde hair. From the outside the screams of intolerable pain are heard, the men outside laugh. Not long after Nurd walks out of the house of horrors, removing his pair of bloody latex gloves, his white butchers apron a dirty mess. He orders the men to drop their pants, they look at each other confused, but Nurd soon shouts and in their fear they obey. And while putting on a new pair of latex gloves he orders his men to touch their ankles, they all gulp, tighten their assholes and obey now knowing that was to come. Nurd then begins to laugh and tells them to relax, he´s just looking to the biggest dick among them to use on the rich cocksuckers who murdered his beloved cousin.

They all begin to laugh nervously, and are relieved they won´t have their boss finger fucking them. It was cold, and being all white they had a grower´s dick, nothing impressive to behold. Nurd notices this problem, orders the older daughter to be brought before the men. She is dragged out by the hair, she´s completely naked, but her arms and feet are tied. She´s then told to kneel and begin sucking off the men. So far her will is broken; her sole objective is to submit to the wishes of her captor´s in order to avoid as much pain as possible. She does not get to suck most of the men, including Docs, when all of them had an erection. Once this achieved Nurd shouted it was enough, walked by the men, stopped before Doc and smiled.

Doc was soon sent inside the cabin, you should have seen him, he couldn´t hold his smile back even as he tried to act cool in front of the envious group left behind. In the cabin he saw the mother on all fours, what Nurd had done was get a rectangular piece of wood, maybe 2 inches thick, drilled four large holes on it it, and placed her arms and legs throw them, securing her feet and hands wish a bondage stick with hand cuffs. In their Nurd pat Docs shoulder, and with a friendly smile asked him if he wished to see something cool.

Doc felt like a high school girl asked to fuck by the top football player in his happiness. He then ordered four blocks of wood to work as legs and support the piece of wood binding the poor sobbing woman. He then sat on the couch while smoking a cigar while ordering Doc to come sit next to him while offering him one. Soon one of the big fat pigs they had locked up next to the cabin was brought inside; it begins to sniff the woman´s cunt who´s shouting for mercy and to not be subjected to this again. Nurd is laughing; he explains to Doc the secret is to spray her cunt with female pig urine, which gets them to do the job right away. But eventually the pig learns that the female cunt is a pleasure object and rapes the woman without the need of chemicals.

Her husband cry in agony, closes his eyes and begins to mumble to himself about God. Nurd is infuriated, he shouts for him to fucking look up and watch his dear wife get fuck by a bigger pig then himself! He then turns to Doc laughing asking if he liked that clever play on words. Immediately his friendly manner changes to pure demonic rage and orders one of his eyes to be popped out if he doesn´t look up. The man tries to, but cannot bare it and looks down again sobbing. He asked Doc is he wants to do the honors, Doc is speechless and tries to find the right answer, Nurd smiles and tells him it´s ok, he´ll learn to enjoy this type of job eventually. He snaps his fingers and one of his men forces a pocket knife into the man´s eye, and then brings it to Nurd and Doc for show. Doc notices in horror and amazement how the blue from his eye began rolling out like the popped yellow from an egg. Nurd then picks up the knife and pours some salt on the eye and goggles it down. Still chewing tells him that the different colors have a different taste. Blue eyes are by far the best delicacy. Doc thanked Odin he was a cow like brown eyed man.

The man is now rolling in the floor, Nurd laughs and tells Doc to notice how he screams like a little bitch. Then tells Doc to not miss the wife being fucked by the pig. He elbows Doc and tells him that for all their weeping their cunt always turns out getting wet, they never admit it, but they end up cumming from the animal´s dick. Which is a total mystery considering how oddly shaped the Pigs dick is. It looks like one of does ass worms you see in Discovery Health taken from Americans who visited some third world shithole, but oddly straight, the way it comes out is similar to the Alien films from the 80´s with the monsters little mouth in his mouth, only that it´s the long thin disgusting parasite worm coming in and out from his dickhole to fuck her. Doc is ready to puke when Nurd insists he should get close and see how this amazing thin dick makes it way inside the woman´s cunt.

Doc doesn´t want to, but to disappoint his dear new friend and boss Nurd would be worse. He approaches and looks at the beasts and poor woman´s genitals making contact, attempting to get a closer look in the weak light of the room he gets in to close. The pig gets nervous, it tries to get away and in its struggle it pushes the woman forward. The blocks from her legs fall down, the front legs of the pig are still there so the entire weight of the pig is pressing down. The tablet fals down, pulling down the skin and fat from her legs with it, only leaving the red exposed muscles. Nurd begins to laugh hysterically, the pig runs away, the woman screams louder than in labor, Doc feels sorry for what he´s done. Nurd then begins to pour alcohol laughing at the extra shouts of the women caused by the burn. He tells her she should be grateful, for he´s curing her from infections. He then orders he´s men to be gentlemen and begin pissing in the poor woman´s wounds.

Doc had the urgent need to run on a corner, cover himself with a blanket and begin weeping for the horrors he´d just witnessed. But the unconscious part of our brain built for survivor took over, and he acted like one of them and pissed on the woman. But yet, he couldn´t fake the sadistic happiness and laughter of the group, he still had a soul, and Nurd took notice of it.

Ten
Poor dull Doc, the world surely doesn´t belong to the meek minded and he first hand evidence. Here he thought he would be fucking beautiful blonde young wealthy cunts without mercy. He almost thought it was his moral duty to make them suffer, for they were to proud to surrender their bodies at his white trash dick willingly. He thought they were too rich; he deserved a cut of that money. They were too beautiful; it was not fair he belonged to a genotype with a past of interbreeding and mingling with the lowest of the serfs and peons of past generations. But Doc was up for a surprise, for Nurd revealed the intentions for his cock.

"Fuck the boy" Nurd said, "Fuck the boy before his mother and let her listen to the little shit squeal. Let her lament she raised a cock loving homo!"

Doc was disgusted, he tried to protest, "I thought..."

Nurd snaps with: "Yes you thought you were going to fuck the daughters! No Doc, does fresh cunts belong to their father. I got to give the old man a few last pleasures before they die! Ha-ha-ha! The fucking boy was the one who pulled the trigger; it was him who killed my own flesh and blood. He must suffer, be humiliated, and then be left in a bucket of acid to slowly be consumed for days until he dies."

Doc had a chill go down his spine when he looked into the eyes of Nurd, Godlike in hate. He tries to mumble out of the situation by pointing out he´s not gay. Nurd laughs, picks up his right hand with his left, and gives him a Viagra pill while giving him one last warning, if he´s not with him, them he might as well join the family in their last horrifying hours of life. But when he mentions their impending end, the mother snaps out and begs to be killed now. Nurd turns around, begins to call her a stupid bitch, a hideous piece of shit! Maybe he should pay some asshole and have them tortured for fucking decades for having murdered his little cousin!

She begins to weep again, Nurd orders she´s given an ecstasy pill, which will multiply the pain from the previous injury caused by the pig.

Doc swallows the pill and proceeds to do things that would make you forgive a catholic priest in his soft humane fucking by comparison. Doc is forever scared; he´ll never be able to enjoy sex or porn again. He´ll grow to find he´s dick disgusting, and hate his own masculinity for having been an instrument of such disgust and evil.

Eleven

Nurds men are growing wrestles. He destroyed the most beautiful girls they’ve ever seen without giving them a chance to rape them. He’s put the girls under chains, a small one handcuffing their wrists, another their ankles, and this connected by the middle throw a rope. This gentlemen, was forcing the poor once angelic beings to be on all fours, and he’s dumped them in the pig’s cage. Nurd laughs at how the pigs have now learned to love fucking them. How violently they ravish the poor girls, stepping on them, breaking bones in their feet and hands. Mother is already dead from her infections, or blood loss, who the fuck knows. The boy had also been put in the cage like one of his older sisters, but he was smaller than the rest, and to Nurds dissatisfaction a pig sat on his face, choking the life out of him without being fucked once. The father, after hating himself for having enjoyed the sexual submission of his daughters, and almost being grateful of having met Nurd who put them to suck and fuck him, had now had his arms and legs chopped off, only a fucking torso, resting on a bucket filled with his crap and piss facing with his one eye witnessing the destruction of his dear daughters by the beasts.

But the deprivation of cunt wasn’t the worse thing for Nurds men; he refused having the rich man wire them millions, which he had shouted without end the first days of torture. And Doc, now filled with hate against Nurd for having made him fuck the boy became a rabble rouser. He told the men that a true leader would have kept the women, charge the millions of sexless men in America to have a whore for a little while. A true leader would have milked that sex slave cow for years to come. One was underage, which would have been big money, big money gentlemen. Besides, Doc didn’t treat them well, where was their bonus? They could make more money working an honest job in Alaska as he had done. Their meager pay was not worth it. Nurd was simple minded, he only grew the weed and distributed it in wholesale. Retail was were all the profits were made. More so if they could also grow it and sell it at retail prize! They needed to diversify also. They’re many a rich man who needs new organs to keep on living. Many impotent men who wished for a blonde blue eye daughter to be kidnapped from middle class families and given to them. Nurd went after none of this opportunities waiting to be taken. He was small minded, he was old school. Unfit for the new nigger market economy, lacking the intellect to carry out an all out war against the bloody roof repair brigades!

The men from the cabin brought their complaints with Nurd, but being a great leader he knew how to shut them up. He lined them up; including Doc by force throw the loyal men that came with him by helicopter. He had a bag with him; from it he took out 3 nigger pebbles, the rest white and randomly gave it to the men. Nurd explained this was an ancient Roman practice. Random men would be killed for their rebellious ideas, and if they continue, the process would be done again until they learned to be of one mind with their leader. Doc had received a white pebble, but Nurd approached him and whispered he would also die. The rich old fuck had claimed someone else had been with his cousin, and he was the only idiot acting nervous.

So the 3 men and the man child Doc were stripped naked, forced on their knees before the cloudy cold day in the mud. He locked eyes with one of the rich assholes daughters in the pig cage, and imagined a whole life with her. Raising kids in a middle class family, worrying about simple stuff, like if their son was watching gay porn or if their daughter blowing boys in the schools bathrooms. But Manowar songs began to ring in his head and he left behind the sentimentalities and he wondered if Valhalla was real. He wondered if being shot like a dog in the back of the head was worthy of it. But the girls deep blue eyes were locked on him again, and then Doc noticed, she was weeping, she was weeping for him! Oh dear heavenly being of pure goodness! He felt ashamed for her compassion, he was unworthy!

Nurd himself shoots the first man, leaving Doc for the end. Blood splashed, body hit the grown, and then gun shots from the woods began. It was an ambush; the roof repair brigades had spotted them and awaited the moment they were all clustered in a group. The fight was intense, most of Nurds men drop dead from AK-47’s, or “Goat Horns” like the roof repair brigades call them. Nurd was hit in the arm, but managed to run down the hill while he’s few men left were pinned down and fighting back with hand guns. Nurd, that lionhearted man knew when it was better to play the cunning Fox. The battle was over and he lifts up in the helicopter. From the mountain shouts screaming “El boludo, Al boludo maten al boludo!” are heard and their attention was given to Nurds flying machine.

Something had hit the motor, something was smoking, but Nurd was in the air and getting away. Nurds men left behind quickly surrendered. The roof repair brigades had won the battle, now they were all spoils of war.

Twelve

Some men were used to guide the roof repair brigades onto were they were growing the weed in the woods, naturally to make it their own. They piety killed the father who was nothing but a one eyed stump while cursing Nurd for being an inhuman shit that deserved to be killed like a dog. The roof repair brigades wept when they saw the poor girls in their shameful conditions, took them out of there, freed their injured tired bodies, and washed the mud away. Their once beautiful white feet and hands were now purple from the pigs stepping on them. None of them was a doctor, but attempted to help their wounds as best they could by wrapping towels around them hoping to make them secure until they arrived to their headquarters where they would be attended properly. They quickly helped the girls and left the cabin.

They were all still slaves; a rope had been placed around their ankles to prevent them from running. But oddly enough in this state of absent freedom, they felt more humanized then with their previous leader Nurd. Doc, who the roof repair brigades didn’t bother to allow to dress volunteered to carry the girl who had wept for him previously. No one wanted to carry the extra weight, so no one complained. It was painful, for Doc was barefoot, but he remembered cheesy Manowar songs and found the internal fortitude to endure the pain. The poor girl had fallen asleep on Docs arms, but awoken soon after when Doc almost fell.

The poor angel had not realized who was carrying her before. She wanted to extend her hand and feel Docs beard, but she was in too much pain. She told Doc she knew he wasn’t a bad man, she knew he only did does awful things to her little brother because he was forced to. She had done the same to her father because she was afraid. Indeed she had done much, asking a daughter to suck her father’s dick and play with his balls is one thing, but to have her finger fuck him? That messes up her head, the source of authority is dethroned. Sucking his dick is more natural, but the other is to humiliate him, emasculate him, she stops thinking about her pain of being forced to ride her fathers dick until he cums inside her wet cunt, but finger fucking his anus makes her feel guilty, and she pieties him and asks for forgiveness. No daughter tells her father she’s sorry after blowing him at the gun point of a stranger, but rightly assumes all should feel bad for her.

Doc breaks down, he tells her he’s terribly sorry, it was HIM who had murdered Nurds cousin, he was trying to bury him in the woods but her little brother took a shot, and he ran away… They were honorable people (this expression taken from a Viking movie! HA!) And they had done the right thing by wanting to take the body to the authorities. It was him, to cowardly to take the blame and save her family.

He now expected her to say something in the lines of “It wasn’t your fault; they would have tortured and murdered us anyhow.” But none of the likes. He was now the cause of all her miseries. She begins to struggle to be put down and shouts “Take me off him! Take me off this asshole! I don’t want him to touch me! I DON’T WANT HIM TO TOUCH ME!!!!”
An old sweat reeking spic with white hair picked her up, only wanting the opportunity to play with her pussy as they marched to base. Doc turns around, and all his former companions look at him in contempt, for now they know it was HIM who had killed Nurds cousin. Being with roof repair brigades had now awakened a higher sense of morality; Doc was now the cowardly fool. A hate for his stupidity grew inside them, a sense that his stupidity made him evil, a natural feeling we’re trained to repress in our humanitarian, retard worshiping modern culture. And Doc in his stupidity had ruined this poor innocent family. Doc sensed their hate, but all that was in his mind was having had the love of that beautiful girl, and just so easily taken away. If only he had had the virtues of a Viking expressed in his loved Manowar songs! If only he had fought to save them, done something, anything but rape that poor boy! He wished he had the virtues, the strength, the POWER!

In this pain gentlemen, in this lamentation of his weakness something snapped in his mind. He made a promise to himself, and Odin, that if he allowed him to live and be freed he would not live another shameful day.