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No, not just the town, his nation had forgotten him. Even the gods seemed to have turned their backs on him. They all deserved to be humiliated. That was his thought as he slipped into the church. He had never been a particularly devout man. Even as a soldier, he rarely gave prayers to Ket, goddess of war and patron of armies. He had tried praying when he was in prison, but they never answered him. He rotted in that hole for all those years, forgotten and abandoned. And when he finally crawled his way home, he was thrown to the gutters by the people he once swore to protect.\n\nNo one was worth his prayers or respect. So he felt very little guilt as he crept down into the church's dormitories. There was only one person that lived there. Ralnara and even Vesta as a whole was short on faith these days, even within the church. The only one left was the priestess, Lady Sahali Humera. The woman was not from Vesta originally, but some lands far to the southwest. She was a strange kind of horse, white fur with black stripes like a tiger. She had come to Ralnara near twenty years ago, when she was but a child, the ward of a priest. But she called the town home, and the people accepted her. She had taken over his position when he died of old age. The thought that these people would accept a foreigner, yet reject one of their own made his blood boil.\n\nFinding her was not hard. Her dormitory was the only one with a lantern on inside. He crept down the hall, finding the door slightly ajar. He slowly pushed it open and peered inside. The woman was on her knees, praying before a small altar on a desk, with markings representing the court of gods. Just as he took a step, she spoke. \"You need not sneak.\" He froze. \"You need not fear, either. I will not scream or fight.\" She stood and turned to face him. 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Even his ear had been singed, the edges more jagged than they had been. \"You are here to kill me, then?\"\n\nHe blinked, not expecting her to ask such a question, especially with so calm a tone. \"Yes.\"\n\nShe nodded. \"I see. Very well then.\" She reached down and started to unbutton her sleeping gown. With only a few flicks of her hand, it fell away, revealing her body to him. Despite her age, she still had a figure. Ample breasts sat on her chest, her belly only slightly rounded. Her thighs looked soft, and her hips were round. She did nothing to hide herself. \"I know what you do with those you kill. I will not fight it. I accept it. I only ask one thing of you... no... two things.\" She smiled. \"But they should be easy tasks.\"\n\n\"What do you want?\"\n\nShe continued to smile. \"Enjoy me.\" She turned around, looking at the little altar on her table. \"And make my death quick.\"\n\nHe hesitated. \"Why...?\"\n\n\"Am I so accepting?\" She didn't turn around, but her tail flicked a little. \"Because I am a priestess of all the court. That includes Zanduchi. If the goddess of death wishes this to be my end, then I will not fight it. Now please, do what you came to do. I would join my gods swiftly.\"\n\nHe nodded. It was a bit awkward, this being his first willing target. Stepping closer, he brought the bent blade up, aiming at her neck. With a quick slash to the side, he sliced through in a single cut, once more impressed by the blade's ability to sever flesh and bone. He was certain now it had to be enchanted. The zebra's head tilted forward, falling from her shoulders. It bounced off of her breasts, and tumbled to land on the table, right in front of the altar. Her neck started to spray and spurt blood as her body wobbled on its feet for a moment, only to collapse to the ground as the spasms of death took over.\n\nAs awkward as the moment had been, the sight of her body trembling and bleeding got him hard. He wasted no time in dragging her onto the bed and stripping himself, exposing his hard cock. Slipping himself between her shuddering legs, he was surprised to find her cunt damp, not from pissing herself as so many had been, but with arousal. Equally surprising was that she was no virgin. She truly had been devout, even to the god of death and fertility that was Zanduchi. Maybe he could accept one god in his life, if this was her gifts. He started to thrust into her, moaning as her inner walls clenched and clamped around him in her death throes. Only weeks ago he would never have guessed that his favorite thing would be fucking dying corpses.\n\nHe gripped her soft thighs as he fucked at her quivering cunt, watching her heavy tits bounce as the spasms continued to ripple through her body. He had always thought that these looked and felt similar to an orgasm, but with Sahali, he was sure she was actually experiencing one. Or multiple. He couldn't help but laugh as he held nothing back, letting her clenching cunt suck his cock deeper into herself. It was not long before she was milking him of his first load, blasting his seed deep inside of what he imagined was a very willing womb.\n\nHe was still spitting the last shots of his load when he pulled out, splashing his cum onto her belly. He quickly climbed over her, moving around to her neck. It still spit and spurted the last of her blood as her heart desperately tried to keep pumping what little was left. He shoved himself into the exposed hole, moaning loud as it clenched around him just as hard as her pussy had, but much tighter. He was still humping into her neck when the final shudders ran through her body and she finally lay still. She had lasted longer than any other he had killed so far. Possibly another gift of her gods.\n\nHe gripped her tits to fuck at her throat harder. He used her chest to drag her back, ramming himself into her over and over, caring nothing for how much blood was soaking into his crotch and belly. With a loud moan, he gave her his second load, blasting down her gullet in great spurts. He squeezed the heavy tits in his grip, feeling hard nipples against his palms. She had been aroused all the way to the very end. He wasn't sure if she was devout, or just a true slut. Either way, he was grateful for such a lovely body to fuck.\n\nAnd he wasn't done yet. Pulling out of her neck, he reached over to pick up her head. She had a look of serene grace on her face, not pained or panicked in her last moments. Yet her mouth hung open, large tongue hanging out one side. He slid himself into her mouth, using that large tongue to clean her blood and his cum off his shaft. Though soon enough, he was using it to work himself to another orgasm, blasting his third load into her mouth, watching it drool out of the severed neck. He would spend some more time using her. She had more holes to offer, and she had told him to enjoy her. He was going to do that.\n\nWhen he was finally done and spent, he had left more loads inside of her than he had any other woman so far. Though he had a feeling there was one more kill that might challenge that feat. But that would have to wait for another night. For now, he had to get a new piece of art set up. Dragging Sahali's body to the main chamber of the church was the most arduous part. The equine was heavier than she looked. 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She was a strange kind of horse, white fur with black stripes like a tiger. She had come to Ralnara near twenty years ago, when she was but a child, the ward of a priest. But she called the town home, and the people accepted her. She had taken over his position when he died of old age. The thought that these people would accept a foreigner, yet reject one of their own made his blood boil.\n\nFinding her was not hard. Her dormitory was the only one with a lantern on inside. He crept down the hall, finding the door slightly ajar. He slowly pushed it open and peered inside. The woman was on her knees, praying before a small altar on a desk, with markings representing the court of gods. Just as he took a step, she spoke. \"You need not sneak.\" He froze. \"You need not fear, either. I will not scream or fight.\" She stood and turned to face him. 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He shoved himself into the exposed hole, moaning loud as it clenched around him just as hard as her pussy had, but much tighter. He was still humping into her neck when the final shudders ran through her body and she finally lay still. She had lasted longer than any other he had killed so far. Possibly another gift of her gods.\n\nHe gripped her tits to fuck at her throat harder. He used her chest to drag her back, ramming himself into her over and over, caring nothing for how much blood was soaking into his crotch and belly. With a loud moan, he gave her his second load, blasting down her gullet in great spurts. He squeezed the heavy tits in his grip, feeling hard nipples against his palms. She had been aroused all the way to the very end. He wasn't sure if she was devout, or just a true slut. Either way, he was grateful for such a lovely body to fuck.\n\nAnd he wasn't done yet. Pulling out of her neck, he reached over to pick up her head. She had a look of serene grace on her face, not pained or panicked in her last moments. Yet her mouth hung open, large tongue hanging out one side. He slid himself into her mouth, using that large tongue to clean her blood and his cum off his shaft. Though soon enough, he was using it to work himself to another orgasm, blasting his third load into her mouth, watching it drool out of the severed neck. He would spend some more time using her. She had more holes to offer, and she had told him to enjoy her. He was going to do that.\n\nWhen he was finally done and spent, he had left more loads inside of her than he had any other woman so far. Though he had a feeling there was one more kill that might challenge that feat. But that would have to wait for another night. For now, he had to get a new piece of art set up. Dragging Sahali's body to the main chamber of the church was the most arduous part. The equine was heavier than she looked. 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"writing": "[center][b][u]Espresso Shot Shorts[/u][/b][/center]\n[center][b]Sheriff / Hunter[/b][/center]\n[center][u]Part 9: Hunter[/u][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nHe was surprised the mouse wasn't out hunting for him every night with a fervor. Oh, she put on a brave face for the crowds and guards, but it was all an act. He broke something in her when he killed her partner, it seems. She drank and cried herself to sleep instead of stalked the streets. It's why he went and completely defiling the fox's corpse. That, and he did want to rape the buff bitch, even if she was already cold. He would do the same to the mouse. And his tactic worked. She was stalking the streets again. But her anger made her sloppy. He watched from the shadows of the church as she marched right past. He could have lunged out and cut her down right there. He probably should have, but he wanted to humiliate her a little more.\n\nAnd he wanted to punish the town that had so quickly cast him aside. No, not just the town, his nation had forgotten him. Even the gods seemed to have turned their backs on him. They all deserved to be humiliated. That was his thought as he slipped into the church. He had never been a particularly devout man. Even as a soldier, he rarely gave prayers to Ket, goddess of war and patron of armies. He had tried praying when he was in prison, but they never answered him. He rotted in that hole for all those years, forgotten and abandoned. And when he finally crawled his way home, he was thrown to the gutters by the people he once swore to protect.\n\nNo one was worth his prayers or respect. So he felt very little guilt as he crept down into the church's dormitories. There was only one person that lived there. Ralnara and even Vesta as a whole was short on faith these days, even within the church. The only one left was the priestess, Lady Sahali Humera. The woman was not from Vesta originally, but some lands far to the southwest. She was a strange kind of horse, white fur with black stripes like a tiger. She had come to Ralnara near twenty years ago, when she was but a child, the ward of a priest. But she called the town home, and the people accepted her. She had taken over his position when he died of old age. The thought that these people would accept a foreigner, yet reject one of their own made his blood boil.\n\nFinding her was not hard. Her dormitory was the only one with a lantern on inside. He crept down the hall, finding the door slightly ajar. He slowly pushed it open and peered inside. The woman was on her knees, praying before a small altar on a desk, with markings representing the court of gods. Just as he took a step, she spoke. \"You need not sneak.\" He froze. \"You need not fear, either. I will not scream or fight.\" She stood and turned to face him. She gave a soft, warm, almost motherly smile. \"You must be the Shadow that everyone has been in such a fuss over.\"\n\nHe took a step back, his heart beating in his chest. She just smiled. \"You may calm yourself. There are no soldiers or guards waiting for you. We are quite alone.\" She tilted her head, eyes narrowing in concentration. \"I know you, do I not?\"\n\nHe nodded, and spoke for the first time in weeks. \"Y-yes.\" He cleared his throat, his voice hoarse from lack of use. \"Yes. I was a soldier... a lifetime ago.\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Ah. I see. I won't ask what has happened to turn you into this... shadow. But I am sorry. You have suffered much. That is obvious to see.\" Her eyes looked slightly to the side, shifting to look at the burn on his face. His fur was singed off where the fire had struck, and his flesh was pocked and red, still healing. It would scar badly, and would never be the way it was before. Even his ear had been singed, the edges more jagged than they had been. \"You are here to kill me, then?\"\n\nHe blinked, not expecting her to ask such a question, especially with so calm a tone. \"Yes.\"\n\nShe nodded. \"I see. Very well then.\" She reached down and started to unbutton her sleeping gown. With only a few flicks of her hand, it fell away, revealing her body to him. Despite her age, she still had a figure. Ample breasts sat on her chest, her belly only slightly rounded. Her thighs looked soft, and her hips were round. She did nothing to hide herself. \"I know what you do with those you kill. I will not fight it. I accept it. I only ask one thing of you... no... two things.\" She smiled. \"But they should be easy tasks.\"\n\n\"What do you want?\"\n\nShe continued to smile. \"Enjoy me.\" She turned around, looking at the little altar on her table. \"And make my death quick.\"\n\nHe hesitated. \"Why...?\"\n\n\"Am I so accepting?\" She didn't turn around, but her tail flicked a little. \"Because I am a priestess of all the court. That includes Zanduchi. If the goddess of death wishes this to be my end, then I will not fight it. Now please, do what you came to do. I would join my gods swiftly.\"\n\nHe nodded. It was a bit awkward, this being his first willing target. Stepping closer, he brought the bent blade up, aiming at her neck. With a quick slash to the side, he sliced through in a single cut, once more impressed by the blade's ability to sever flesh and bone. He was certain now it had to be enchanted. The zebra's head tilted forward, falling from her shoulders. It bounced off of her breasts, and tumbled to land on the table, right in front of the altar. Her neck started to spray and spurt blood as her body wobbled on its feet for a moment, only to collapse to the ground as the spasms of death took over.\n\nAs awkward as the moment had been, the sight of her body trembling and bleeding got him hard. He wasted no time in dragging her onto the bed and stripping himself, exposing his hard cock. Slipping himself between her shuddering legs, he was surprised to find her cunt damp, not from pissing herself as so many had been, but with arousal. Equally surprising was that she was no virgin. She truly had been devout, even to the god of death and fertility that was Zanduchi. Maybe he could accept one god in his life, if this was her gifts. He started to thrust into her, moaning as her inner walls clenched and clamped around him in her death throes. Only weeks ago he would never have guessed that his favorite thing would be fucking dying corpses.\n\nHe gripped her soft thighs as he fucked at her quivering cunt, watching her heavy tits bounce as the spasms continued to ripple through her body. He had always thought that these looked and felt similar to an orgasm, but with Sahali, he was sure she was actually experiencing one. Or multiple. He couldn't help but laugh as he held nothing back, letting her clenching cunt suck his cock deeper into herself. It was not long before she was milking him of his first load, blasting his seed deep inside of what he imagined was a very willing womb.\n\nHe was still spitting the last shots of his load when he pulled out, splashing his cum onto her belly. He quickly climbed over her, moving around to her neck. It still spit and spurted the last of her blood as her heart desperately tried to keep pumping what little was left. He shoved himself into the exposed hole, moaning loud as it clenched around him just as hard as her pussy had, but much tighter. He was still humping into her neck when the final shudders ran through her body and she finally lay still. She had lasted longer than any other he had killed so far. Possibly another gift of her gods.\n\nHe gripped her tits to fuck at her throat harder. He used her chest to drag her back, ramming himself into her over and over, caring nothing for how much blood was soaking into his crotch and belly. With a loud moan, he gave her his second load, blasting down her gullet in great spurts. He squeezed the heavy tits in his grip, feeling hard nipples against his palms. She had been aroused all the way to the very end. He wasn't sure if she was devout, or just a true slut. Either way, he was grateful for such a lovely body to fuck.\n\nAnd he wasn't done yet. Pulling out of her neck, he reached over to pick up her head. She had a look of serene grace on her face, not pained or panicked in her last moments. Yet her mouth hung open, large tongue hanging out one side. He slid himself into her mouth, using that large tongue to clean her blood and his cum off his shaft. Though soon enough, he was using it to work himself to another orgasm, blasting his third load into her mouth, watching it drool out of the severed neck. He would spend some more time using her. She had more holes to offer, and she had told him to enjoy her. He was going to do that.\n\nWhen he was finally done and spent, he had left more loads inside of her than he had any other woman so far. Though he had a feeling there was one more kill that might challenge that feat. But that would have to wait for another night. For now, he had to get a new piece of art set up. Dragging Sahali's body to the main chamber of the church was the most arduous part. The equine was heavier than she looked. Once she was there, he gathered silken cords that held curtains near the altar itself. He used them to string the woman's corpse up. He tied one end to her wrists, the others tied to supports. It left her dangling, her arms held wide, defiled body on full display front and center. Her head he left on the pulpit in front of her, as if she were the holy text to be read from.\n\nLastly was the note. He took a moment to think of both what to say, and where to leave it. The words came first.\n\n[i]Eight[/i]\n[i]A holy whore forsaken by her gods[/i]\n[i]Another woman the sheriff of Jyn failed to save[/i]\n[i]The game has been fun but the chase should end[/i]\n[i]A river, a range, a clearing, a battlefield[/i]\n[i]A monument to failure a fitting final place[/i]\n\nAs he wrote the note out using the zebra's blood, the question of what to do with it was solved. He found a small block of blue wax under the pulpit, the kind used to seal letters with an official stamp. He held the wax up to a candle to soften it, then pressed it and the parchment against Sahali's right tit, right against her nipple. Once the wax cooled enough, it was attached to her, secure enough that it would not fall away at least. Satisfied with this latest humiliation to the town and the woman hunting for him, he went to leave the church the way he came in. He would slip away into the night, as he always did.\n\nHe had a place to go this time. The old archery training range in the woods. He would have to prepare for the showdown. He was sure she would figure it out by his clues. If nothing else, the useless guard captain would know of it. It was time to take the bitch down, or die trying. Either way, no one would ever forget him now.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]"
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No, not just the town, his nation had forgotten him. Even the gods seemed to have turned their backs on him. They all deserved to be humiliated. That was his thought as he slipped into the church. He had never been a particularly devout man. Even as a soldier, he rarely gave prayers to Ket, goddess of war and patron of armies. He had tried praying when he was in prison, but they never answered him. He rotted in that hole for all those years, forgotten and abandoned. And when he finally crawled his way home, he was thrown to the gutters by the people he once swore to protect.\n\nNo one was worth his prayers or respect. So he felt very little guilt as he crept down into the church's dormitories. There was only one person that lived there. Ralnara and even Vesta as a whole was short on faith these days, even within the church. The only one left was the priestess, Lady Sahali Humera. The woman was not from Vesta originally, but some lands far to the southwest. She was a strange kind of horse, white fur with black stripes like a tiger. She had come to Ralnara near twenty years ago, when she was but a child, the ward of a priest. But she called the town home, and the people accepted her. She had taken over his position when he died of old age. The thought that these people would accept a foreigner, yet reject one of their own made his blood boil.\n\nFinding her was not hard. Her dormitory was the only one with a lantern on inside. He crept down the hall, finding the door slightly ajar. He slowly pushed it open and peered inside. The woman was on her knees, praying before a small altar on a desk, with markings representing the court of gods. Just as he took a step, she spoke. \"You need not sneak.\" He froze. \"You need not fear, either. I will not scream or fight.\" She stood and turned to face him. She gave a soft, warm, almost motherly smile. \"You must be the Shadow that everyone has been in such a fuss over.\"\n\nHe took a step back, his heart beating in his chest. She just smiled. \"You may calm yourself. There are no soldiers or guards waiting for you. We are quite alone.\" She tilted her head, eyes narrowing in concentration. \"I know you, do I not?\"\n\nHe nodded, and spoke for the first time in weeks. \"Y-yes.\" He cleared his throat, his voice hoarse from lack of use. \"Yes. I was a soldier... a lifetime ago.\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Ah. I see. I won't ask what has happened to turn you into this... shadow. But I am sorry. You have suffered much. That is obvious to see.\" Her eyes looked slightly to the side, shifting to look at the burn on his face. His fur was singed off where the fire had struck, and his flesh was pocked and red, still healing. It would scar badly, and would never be the way it was before. Even his ear had been singed, the edges more jagged than they had been. \"You are here to kill me, then?\"\n\nHe blinked, not expecting her to ask such a question, especially with so calm a tone. \"Yes.\"\n\nShe nodded. \"I see. Very well then.\" She reached down and started to unbutton her sleeping gown. With only a few flicks of her hand, it fell away, revealing her body to him. Despite her age, she still had a figure. Ample breasts sat on her chest, her belly only slightly rounded. Her thighs looked soft, and her hips were round. She did nothing to hide herself. \"I know what you do with those you kill. I will not fight it. I accept it. 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She had a look of serene grace on her face, not pained or panicked in her last moments. Yet her mouth hung open, large tongue hanging out one side. He slid himself into her mouth, using that large tongue to clean her blood and his cum off his shaft. Though soon enough, he was using it to work himself to another orgasm, blasting his third load into her mouth, watching it drool out of the severed neck. He would spend some more time using her. She had more holes to offer, and she had told him to enjoy her. He was going to do that.\n\nWhen he was finally done and spent, he had left more loads inside of her than he had any other woman so far. Though he had a feeling there was one more kill that might challenge that feat. But that would have to wait for another night. For now, he had to get a new piece of art set up. Dragging Sahali's body to the main chamber of the church was the most arduous part. The equine was heavier than she looked. 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profile.api.json · CAS artifact Download
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3582983_5500546_XPAuthor_sh_-_part_9.pools.json · CAS artifact Download
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