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The Himalayan Devil Woman An Exploitation Tale/Horror Epic by Christopher Zisi

PREFACE The wonderful world of exploitation! In that particular world stewardesses were still attractive, and fiendish mad-scientists posed real threats to the good people of Planet Earth. Diving into that world has been loads of fun and coupled with my travels through Asia (and Europe), my artistic juices produced The Himalayan Devil Woman. This effort began in 2013 while I was in Hyderabad, India. I met some amazing individuals who became inspiration for some neat characters. Still, the work went unfinished for about five years. An incomplete short story would eventually become this novel but only after I allowed my love for 1970s exploitation films to mold the final 75% of the book. When I write, creating a character is the most important strategy I have. The characters are born first… then a plot. 1975’s Loaded Guns in which Ursula Andress is a glamorous international stewardess who goes on to take apart several European criminal organizations was the first film to come to mind. Next, a sordid tale in which cheerleaders and models are kidnapped and sold into ‘white slavery,’ The Abductors. From the makers of the The Abductors is 1971’s Ginger, in which a sultry secret agent endures capture, rape, humiliation, and torture in her quest to rid New Jersey of evil. Finally, a 1995 Shannon Tweed film, No Contest, in which a beauty pageant hostess turns the tables on the terrorists that have taken her hostage rounds out the set of films that helped inspire many of the characters and plots in this story. As for the men… well they are in this tale as well. In the wonderful world of exploitation, they are oppressors of women and seek only to dominate and rape. Most notably the men in my book are madscientists, hulking athletes, or henchmen.

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When man meets woman… bad things happen.

Born out of the 1970s, the drive-in style of exploitation may be slightly prophetic. In 2019 males seem to be losing their masculinity and women are losing their femininity. As political movements seem to be driving a stake between the two sexes, the relationships between the two are dying. Men are scared to death to date women, especially in college, and women are led to believe all men are pigs. Definitions of rape and harassment have been expanded to include fore-play and dating and the two sexes have no clue about how to approach each other. With a decreasing familiarity between the two sexes, madscientists and female vixens will give us a world where every beauty is an international assassin and every hunk is either a rapist or a mad-scientist. Perhaps in a figurative sense we are already there. No one in this novel is real… at least not yet. Morality and compassion are thrown out the window in favor of carnage and world domination. Bleak? Maybe. Audiences in the 1970s flocked to these exploitation films because they fulfilled a secret fantasy inside them. Women were dangerous and used sex to advance their goals. Initially, critics termed these films as misogyny and governments held hearings wondering if they should be banned. Time is a great elixir and as the new century rolled in, these films were suddenly seen as feminist anthems. Women empowered! All of a sudden woman were in control and used sex, not as a submissive duty, but as a weapon to weaken their male partners. In a little while you will meet the Himalayan devil woman. Shortly after that you will meet a sultry Chinese assassin. Then several beauty pageant damsels will show a hidden side of their psyches. Mad scientists will abound and a jaunt across the globe will be the setting. Enjoy… and if deviance and extreme gore offend you… well, go read Angela’s Ashes or The Bridges of Madison County.

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From the inhuman wilds of the Himalayas comes a woman born of monstrous heritage. Her accidental introduction into polite and upper-class Indian society will begin a horror story claiming hundreds of victims. Unprepared for civilized living, Somalin, The Himalayan Devil Woman, will inflict her brand of cannibalistic and carnal violence on unsuspecting victims and tormentors. This however is only the beginning as the horrific elements of this story are just getting started. As The Devil Woman's existence grows more and more inconvenient, enter an equally vicious and sexy Chinese assassin. Together, their penchant for disembowelment and homicide will be mixed with a vicious eroticism that will visit the far reaches of the globe. As the monster and the assassin form a perverted and demented relationship, many of the world's most beautiful women (innocent and deserving) will either fall victim to, or rise up in violent opposition to the violent duo, The results? You'll see, but get ready for an incredibly gory, violent, erotic, and deviant conclusion that won't betray the personae of either the Devil Woman or the erotic assassin. Enter these pages at your own risk, but remember... you have been warned. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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An Exploitation Tale/Horror Epic by Christopher Zisi Somalin Three peaks of destiny. Deep in the Himalayas, on an isolated peak, near a disputed border, lay a Pakistani army unit, torn to shreds by some unimaginable forceâ&#x20AC;Ś Several kilometers to the north, on a peak shrouded permanently by soupy fog, the crimson blood of a herd of yaks stained the icy snowâ&#x20AC;Ś On a yet undiscovered peak, purloined in a dark cave, dwelt a wild woman, known only as Somalin. Hanging on the wall of this cave were Chinese throwing stars, created by the legendary wild woman from the femur bones of the corpses of soldiers. Four miles below the ominous cave, Dr. Chandra Proudushar struggled to calm his local guides and chirpas. When planning this expedition in the hallowed halls of Bengaluru University, he never foresaw the horror of the local population toward what lay awaiting on the targeted peak. What eventually proved to be a fatal calculation, Dr. Proudushar assumed the humble population were paralyzed by the horror of the Yeti. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Unbeknownst to the unfortunate doctor, the local villagers were keenly aware of what waited… way above the wintery clouds.

[The next 450 words of this story have been deleted by the Indian Ministry of Culture] Down the mountain: The mist from Bisleri Falls skewered any remaining visibility. Sunil Gorpa did not mind. Anything that shielded his eyes from the monstrosity locked in the titanium cage was a welcomed companion to the petrified graduate student. His mentor, and surrogate father, Dr. Proudushar, now a permanent resident of the makeshift graveyard outside the newly discovered cave above. All of Gorpa’s loving memories and images of Dr. Proudushar were now replaced with shocking ones of Proudushar’s vital organs strewn all over the newly discovered cave… or as Gorpa referred to it… The Hell of the Himalayas. Hearing the water crashing at the bottom rocks of the Bisleri Falls, Gorpa knew he was only five kilometers from the base camp. He thought of the irony of the whole expedition. No more would he wake up in a cold drenching sweat from nightmares about the Yeti beasts. No… his greatest fear, now overcome. Kismet*, Gorpa thought, was now laughing at him, as an even greater horror would now torment him in his slumber. The being inside the titanium cage! Gorpa and the two surviving chirpas dragged the cage toward the base camp. Trying to ignore the shrieking howls from the being inside…

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Mr. Raj

Thravendish Raj had managed the Taj Krishna Hotel in Mumbai for the past 16 years. The luxury hotel was his child. Every one of his decisions regarding the hotel was motivated by pure fatherly love. What the small, greasy man, sitting opposite him in his own office, was telling him to do… well… it was too offensive to Mr. Raj’s sensibilities to continue a polite conversation. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Unfortunately for Mr. Raj, his hotel, through their charitable giving, had financed the university mission which brought the Himalayan Devil Woman back to civilization. India’s government was forced to make a difficult decision. Though the monster was a vicious cannibal-monster… she was human. Because the beast was deemed human, cages, restraints, and any ownership rights were forbidden. Sensing Mr. Raj’s outrage, Parmander Surapjav decided to re-state his proposition in gentler terms. Mr. Surapjav, the Indian Minister of Cultural Inclusion, took a parental tone, despite being of equal age with Mr. Raj. “Mr Raj,” cooed Mr. Surapjav, “India’s strength is its diversity of cultures… our multi-cultural hiring initiative will only make The Taj Krishna a better hotel.” The government minister stopped as he saw Mr. Raj’s face turn deep red. Mr. Raj, bypassing polite etiquette, cut right to the crux of the meeting, “You are mad,” he shrieked, “Hire a ghoulish fiend? A monster!?!” “My dear Mr. Raj,” Mr. Surapjav condescended, “the Somalin woman is not a monster, she is merely from a culture which mystifies many in Mumbai.” “SHE EATS PEOPLE!!!!!” again Mr. Raj shrieked. “I admit she has unique methods of communication,” quickly retorted Mr. Surapjav. Concluding that politeness was proving ineffective, The Minister of Cultural Inclusion laid out reality to Mr. Raj. “Of course, my dear Mr. Raj, the Indian government, representing all the peoples of our glorious and diverse country, would never mandate you to adopt the parameters of our new hiring initiative.” Mr. Surapjav wasn’t finished, “However, our Bureau of Licenses, Alcohol, and Permits tend to reflect happily on the wisdom of hotels who embrace inclusion and multi-culturalism.” There it was, Mr. Raj recognized the threat. Without the government’s permission to sell alcoholic beverages, his hotel would fail within a month. Somehow, since The Taj Krishna was responsible for bringing Somalin down from her mountain-top home, The Taj Krishna would have to free her from her cage and put her to work in the hotel. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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Nikolai Volkov

The Nickel magnate from Vladivostok waited. He spotted the exotic beauty in the concierge lounge on the 23rd floor of the Taj Krishna in Mumbai. The Russian billionaire loved beautiful women… more specifically… he liked exotic sex with beautiful women. Five years ago, he swept the Miss World Pageant winner off her feet. Natalya Konstantinov became the trophy wife of Nikolai Volkov… so all the papers said. He was 35 years her senior but they both shared a love for deviant and experimental sex. When he saw the tall Asian beauty wearing a form fitting latex cat-suit in the lounge, he knew he had to have her. Volkov waited for a knock on his door, not realizing that the one called “Somalin” never knocked. Volkov never felt the first blow as his spinal cord was snapped just above his pelvis. Somalin moved fast… with paralysis, the old Russian would not have to be tied up. No longer a mere cannibal, Somalin was also a nymphomaniac… and she went to work. Volkov never felt any pain and was able to see the wild woman go to work. Her slender hand pulled down two zippers on her suit and within 15 seconds she stood above Volkov’s limp body, totally nude. Somalin was always intrigued by the male sex organ and what she could do to it. Volkov’s was quite erect, maybe three times the size as usual just prior to paralysis. She straddled Volkov between the sternum and chin, reached behind her and grabbed his man organ. As she caressed it her tongue went to work on Volkov’s face and ears. She then allowed Volkov’s tongue to go to work on her. These kills were getting more and more fun. Fifteen minutes passed and Somalin was tiring of the old fart.

With her right hand she twisted off Volkov’s man-organ and ate it. The thing was down her esophagus and headed to her stomach in two bites. With both hands free and with Volkov staring at her with the stupidest expression she had ever seen, Somalin jerked his head awkwardly, instantly killing Russia’s richest industrialist. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Four hours later Volkov’s body would be found by an elderly chambermaid. The poor woman would never work again after making this discovery. The abdomen was ripped open and intestines, liver and kidney were gone. Blood splattered the walls and ceiling and the odor was putrid. The shocked chambermaid would never utter a word to Taj Krishna security as she didn’t want the wrath of Somalin to fall on her, as well.

Sergei Karamazov

Moscow wasn’t happy. Their favorite billionaire had been dissected and eaten by a hotel employee in Mumbai. Nikolai Volkov wasn’t particularly liked in Moscow, but he did provide the best bribes in all of Europe and Asia. Because of Volkov’s generosity, many government officials in Moscow owned boats and vacation homes on the Black Sea. On occasion, the smelly billionaire would also provide his own wife, that former Miss World babe, and her dominatrix tendencies. Many of the bureaucrats preferred Natalya’s sexual favors than Volkov’s checks, and this usually yielded Volkov more favor from them. Moscow believed their task at hand was easy. In a discreet manner, they would provide Thravendish Raj with the name of a highly lethal Russian assassin. Raj would do the rest. Mr. Raj owned the hotel where the carnage took place and he was also a valuable asset for Russian intelligence. The Russians didn’t know that Mr. Raj also provided great intelligence to the Chinese, but in Asia… everyone serves many masters. Now Mr. Raj, armed with the name and location of Sergei Karamazov, was free to make any deal he could with the lethal former Spetznaz soldier. Trained to kill with complete discrimination, Karamazov was the ideal choice to eliminate the Himalayan monster. The absence of war almost killed him. Booze, loose women, gambling, and more booze had taken their toll on this killer. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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Still known as the best assassin in both Europe and Asia, Karamazov also completed his missions in the most brutal form. Usually this meant the victim’s head was detached from its torso and sent to some person or organization as a message. The cold and empty soul that was Karamazov almost didn’t accept what would end up being his last mission. On a cold, wind-swept night at a makeshift drinkery in Mongolia’s badlands (about 200 clicks from Ulan Bator), a fat, bald Indian man strode into the bar called ‘The Thirsty Yak.’ The former Spetznaz soldier was secreted in a stall, or pseudo-bathroom, and would not notice the out-of-place visitor for 30 minutes. Karamazov was passed out in a puddle of warm beer and cow urine and in no condition to talk business. Time doesn’t move in the outer regions of rural Mongolia and eventually the drunk Russian made it over to the splintery bar. Perhaps the sight of an unopened bottle of Finlandia vodka acted as a homing beacon. Finlandia in Mongolia? Only after he plopped his posterior uneasily on a barstool did Karamazov notice that the bottle was attached to the olive colored hand of a strange Indian man. In perfect Russian Mr. Raj spoke, “You are Karamazov… one million Swiss francs is currently being wired into your account in Zurich. Sober up and meet me at my hotel in Ulan Bator… the Royal Mongolian… in exactly 12 hours.” The little man seemed to disappear instantly after uttering these fateful words. 72 hours later, that first meeting with Mr. Raj flashed through the soon to be detached brain of Karamazov. Rapidly bleeding to death on the floor of Room 618 of the Taj Krishna Hotel in Mumbai he surveyed the hopeless situation. The former Spetnaz soldier caught sight of his Katana sword, still gripped in his severed right hand, about five feet away from him. The unfired AK 47 rifle of the now defunct assassin was still gripped in his now severed left hand which lay about 10 feet away.

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VAUTHE XTREM COLLECTION Moments before, maybe 15 seconds previous, Karamazov would see Somalin, the wild beast of the Himalayas, make her last charge at him, equipped with a half-dozen Chinese throwing stars. To think that this wild woman would be an easy kill. As the life slipped away from the Russian assassin, Somalin, now nude, rubbed his blood all over her body and face before ripping out his internal organs. Karamazov would feed Somalin for two days… after that… Somalin would again pick out various guests in this luxury hotel she called home.

Plan B

Mr. Raj was furious. No wonder Russia couldn’t become the world’s number one super-power. Karamazov was a drunken disaster from the get go. Somalin was a monster and Moscow saw her as a woman. Sure, she cleaned up nicely and wore the Taj Krishna uniform nicely. As a cocktail waitress in the cocktail lounge, Somalin donned a black suede mini-skirt (a tight one), black stockings, and a satin white blouse. Oh yes, shiny three- inch heels enhanced the entire package. Somalin would always leave the top three buttons of her blouse un-done which netted her the biggest tips of any waitress in the lounge. The other waitresses used to complain… they were beauties too. Unfortunately for Somalin’s very sexy colleagues, the Himalayan woman ate them all. Beijing was up. Having a large interest in the Taj Krishna hotel where a lot of American and Russian businessmen stayed, Beijing would appease Mr. Raj. The intelligence services in Beijing concluded that Karamazov’s soft-spot for tall, sexy Asian women caused him to hesitate, thus die… and be eaten. Nope, an assassin should never allow himself to be seduced, even for a split second. Beijing had the solution. Their deadliest assassin would be sent to Mumbai and eliminate Mr. Raj’s problem.

Suyin Wong

Naked and perspiring profusely, the naked Chinese beauty stared dreamily out her floor-to-ceiling window in her 43rd floor Shanghai apartment. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Her reflection stared back at her and Suyin Wong admired her near perfect body. A bite mark on her left breast was the only blemish, but after five years that scar was almost invisible. The dozens of erect construction cranes below were symbolic of the naked New Zealand rugby player tied up in her bed. What a night! Suyin Wong was entitled to some enjoyment and the last several hours were ecstatic. Today was a workday and she had to cut the Kiwi loose and let him go. His bondage was only fair as the evening started out with Suyin tied to all four bedposts, at the rugby player’s mercy. Bound and gagged, Suyin was pleasured over and over again. After her escape, which consisted of self-dislocating a shoulder and reaching for a blade under a pillow, and a few martial arts moves… Suyin was then in charge. In 120 minutes she pleasured him over and over again. The Kiwi had a wimpish moan so Suyin stuffed her black-latex panties in his mouth and ordered him to be silent. He complied. The naked Suyin hesitantly pulled herself away from the window and walked back into the bedroom. She didn’t want to cut him loose. She looked at the digital clock, licked her lips, applied some tangerine lip-gloss to them and told the Kiwi, “I have 20 more minutes… one more time?”. The Kiwi groaned in horror. Suyin moved in one more time… 40 minutes later the Kiwi was gone. His awkward walk would be a souvenir of what she did to him… he’d heal. Time to go to work. The five-foot six beauty strapped a dagger to the inside of her left thigh, pulled on a leather mini-skirt (after all, Shanghai was hot this time of year) and a leather motorcycle jacket. Off to Mumbai. The assassin was being sent on a mission to kill. The microfilm delivered to her yesterday gave her all the information the Chinese intelligence agencies could accumulate. This was going to be an easy one. The target, a beautiful but unpredictable hotel employee who just so happened to be a six-foot Asian beauty from the Himalayas.

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The Mission

Suyin sat in her first-class seat on the Air India flight and reminisced. She had met Volkov five years ago in Vladivostok… and consequently, met his bitchy-nymphomaniac wife… that Miss World skank! What was her name? Ah yes, Natalya. That was the bitch that left the bite mark on her breast. Still, despite the scar, this was Suyin’s most successful mission. As a male flight attendant brought her some more Bailey’s, Suyin reviewed that painful episode in her mind. However painful it was, Suyin was quite aroused by the thought of what she did… and what was done to her. It didn’t seem like five years ago when Suyin was sent to Vladivostok, a major port city in eastern Russia. The Chinese agent/assassin was the perfect choice. Because of its proximity to the Chinese border, Vladivostok was almost a Chinese city, anyway. Moscow was worried that so many Chinese people freely came across the border for jobs and prostitution that the city would someday be lost to Beijing. Suyin arrived with ease, equipped with phony papers, a sexy wardrobe, and plenty of tangerine lip-gloss. Her target? Nikolai Volkov… billionaire. Volkov would be in Vladivostok for three weeks. In that time, the owner of all the Nickel mines in Norilsk would purchase two shipping companies. Volkov had the funds to do this, that wasn’t his problem. His task was to pay-off three different criminal organizations (one Russian, one Chinese, and one Japanese). By paying for their favor and protection, Volkov would rule eastern Russia without having to worry about Beijing moving in on his territory. Beijing wasn’t going to cede all this wealth and influence to some Russian billionaire. Knowing Volkov loved pretty women, and knowing he and his new wife loved orgies… Beijing sent Suyin to Vladivostok. Her job would be to compromise Volkov so Beijing could still have their influence in eastern Russia.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION The stupid billionaire never bothered to get a pre-nuptial agreement with his beauty queen wife. Thus, if the former Miss World, Natalya Konstantinov-Volkov, decided to divorce him… well… she’d get half. Suyin’s goal was to give Natalya a reason to seek a divorce. If all went according to plan, Volkov would be in debt to Beijing for not sending Natalya some steamy photos that would soon be taken of him and Suyin. This was not going to be easy. Security around the billionaire was tight and Suyin’s chances of getting within a hundred meters of Volkov were slim. Suyin was prepared and ready. Realizing the pain, humiliation, and degradation that was in store for her, the Chinese agent made her first move… on Natalya. The Russian beauty was Miss Russia two years ago and then won the Miss World Pageant last year. Miss Venezuela should have won, and was ahead in every category, with Natalya barely in third place. Then Natalya went to work. She visited every judge… four old guys, and two previous winners of the pageant. Natalya and her signature riding crop and dominatrix outfits was successful. None of the six could resist her and Natalya allowed them to do all sorts of twisted acts on her. To the embarrassment of Miss Venezuela, Natalya Konstantinov, Miss Russia, was crowned Miss World. Deviant sex orgies was really the only common interest of Natalya and Volkov. Almost immediately after a Las Vegas wedding, the two settled on a routine. Volkov would travel the world with his new bride. Natalya would spend the first week in places like London, Paris, Budapest, and Berlin scoping things out. Natalya’s job was to find the sexiest and most deviant submissive she could lay her hands on. After a week of whipping her and subjecting her to all sorts of degradation, Natalya would bring in her husband for a violent threesome. Fortunately for Suyin, the Miss China in that same pageant was also an agent.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Hence Natalya’s efforts to sway the judges was all caught on film. Natalya wasn’t the target, however… Volkov was. Suyin kept this in mind when she first approached Natalya in the cocktail lounge at the swanky Vladivostok hotel. With black go-go boots, fishnet stockings, a tight black leather mini-skirt, and a red satin blouse she caught Natalya’s eye. Sensing the Russian’s stare, Suyin applied a heaping helping of tangerine lip-gloss and licked her lips as she looked up to meet Natalya’s gaze. Step one successful, thought Suyin… the nymphomaniac has been seduced. What happened next in that Vladivostok hotel five years previous still made Suyin wince. After slowly walking out of the bar with Natalya on her tail, she led the Russian beauty to her hotel room. Suyin knew what was in store for and had plenty of aspirin and pain killers in her toiletry bag. As soon as Suyin opened her door, Natalya was on her. Suyin saw a flash of white and was out for a few seconds. When she woke Natalya was on top of her tearing off Suyin’s red satin blouse. Her attempt to protest this destruction of an expensive piece of wardrobe was instantly met with several hard slaps to her face. Suyin’s face was numb and Natalya was drooling. Natalya tore a swatch of red satin cloth, from the former blouse, and shoved it into Suyin’s mouth to shut off any of the China-woman’s protests. Over the next four days Suyin would spend two hours each afternoon as Natalya’s sex slave. In addition to slapping Suyin repeatedly, she ordered the Chinese agent to walk around on all fours and bark like a dog. Suyin complied. Natalya would then pull out a riding crop and whip Suyin’s buttocks… and of course Suyin would bark. The ordeal would end late each afternoon after Natalya would tie Suyin to the king-sized bed and do all sorts of deviant things to the humiliated Chinese vixen… including biting her. Natalya would never realize that Suyin was, in fact, in control.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION After four days Natalya had a special surprise for this Chinese submissive. The introduction of Nikolai Volkov would take place on this rainy Saturday afternoon. The session began as normal. Natalya slapped and whipped her slave with reckless abandon. Suyin did her best not to scream but on occasion let out a weak whimper which only aroused Natalya some more. The Chinese agent was then ordered on the bed where Natalya, wearing a black leather dominatrix outfit, tied her arms and legs to the four bedposts. Still clothed, this time with a tight leather red mini-skirt, white go-go boots, the usual fishnets, and an opened white suede jacket, Suyin waited for Natalya to either rip off or cut off her garments. Volkov then made his grand entrance. Natalya met him with a leash and told him: “Hello darling, the bitch has been a bad dog!”. She then gave the billionaire a leash and asked if he would punish the bound “skank”. Volkov then stripped and ordered Natalya to do the same. With a box-cutter, Volkov then cut all of the garments off Suyin as Natalya used her tongue to caress every part of her stiffened body. Humiliated but defiant, Suyin was ready to turn the tables on these maniacal Russians.

The Venusian Eclipse

The Venusian Eclipse was invented centuries ago and perfected by the women of China’s Ming Dynasty. In a very patriarchal society, females needed to procure certain advantages to gain favor and flourish in these times in China. Men of the Ming Dynasty were owed 100 % obedience by their females and failure to obey would result in torture or death. Women who could perform the Venusian Eclipse to their male sex-partners were adorned with any gift or luxury they desired. The act is hardly simple and begins [[The next 2700 words of this manuscript have been edited out by the Ministry

of Decency and Culture of The People’s Republic of China]

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Suyin Wong was one of four women in the world with the ability and skill to perform The Venusian Eclipse. There used to be seven but over the past couple of years the Chinese assassin, who despised competition, neutralized three of these beauties (one in Hong Kong, one in Tokyo, and one in Las Vegas). Wong’s ultimate goal would be to eliminate the remaining three, one more in China… one in Italy… and finally one in Sweden. Wong was confident that soon she would be the only woman in the world capable of performing this exaggerated and magical sex act… then she would rule the world. As Natalya licked and bit Suyin’s breasts and Nikolai attempted to shove his man-organ into her mouth, the Chinese assassin began The Venusian Eclipse. Like the women of the Ming Dynasty, Suyin was a jealous vixen. Though men of the Ming Dynasty loved threesomes, women skilled in The Venusian Eclipse never shared… hence step one of the act… eliminate the competition. In an instant Suyin dislocated two of her limbs, slid out of the ropes that bound her, threw Natalya off of her and went to work. With a quick jab inside Natalya’s left thigh, followed exactly a fourth of a second later with a quick jab to the Russian vixen’s jugular, Suyin successfully rendered her unconscious. Natalya would be out anywhere between two to four hours and no amount of noise or movement… and there would be a lot of noise and movement… would wake her. Next… Nikolai. With Natalya out of operation, the billionaire looked like a lost puppy. Suyin was on top of him within two seconds after finishing off Natalya. With dozens of listening devices and dozens of hidden cameras capturing every move and spoken word, Suyin quickly applied steps two, three, four, and five of The Venusian Eclipse to the helpless deviant. These steps consisted of

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THE XTREM COLLECTION With complete control of Nikolai, and with Natalya sleeping… and snoring… Suyin humiliated him. He barked… he begged… he barked some more… and he recited a script Suyin provided him. Nikolai would be caught on film extolling embarrassing stories about Natalya. Stories that would humiliate her. Nikolai would also go on and proclaim his allegiance to Beijing, and claim that Moscow is a corpse of a bear. These recordings are just what Beijing wanted and Suyin delivered masterfully. After a 42-minute performance, caught on tape, Suyin put Nikolai to sleep next to his vixen-bride. As Suyin pulled herself off the bed, she smiled at her tormentors and grabbed Natalya’s riding crop from under her left leg. Bloodied by Natalya’s bites, Suyin looked at the Russian beauty queen, whipped her unconscious body with the riding crop several times, then barked a few times and offered her a parting good-bye: “Every dog has its day… bitch!”.

Suyin vs. Somalin

Beijing made a calculated risk. In providing Suyin Wong intelligence regarding this current assignment, they had left out a couple of pieces of information. First, Suyin Wong, assassin-extraordinaire, was never told about the failed Russian attempt on Somalin. Karamazov was a drunk has been, so his failure was no surprise. Beijing wasn’t worried about Suyin knowing about this bloody failure of Moscow. What Beijing did not want their woman to know was that she was Plan B. This would have been such a blow to Suyin’s ego it would have rendered her a mere unreliable nymphomaniac instead of a world class assassin. Plan B is for losers, at least as far as Suyin was concerned.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION The Chinese agent checked into the concierge level of Mumbai’s Taj Krishna Hotel just before sunset. She would kill the Himalayan woman tomorrow, but tonight would be for scoping out the hotel, Somalin, and then some pre-marital sex with any man she chose. At 7:00 pm Suyin readied herself. After applying a generous portion of tangerine lip-gloss, a very tight leather mini-skirt (purple in color), nude stockings, six-inch stiletto heels, and a very tight white halter top… and an attitude for sex and murder, she set off to the concierge lounge down the hall from her room. In the lounge the tall slender cocktail waitress was hard at work. Somalin, clad in her usual alluring Taj Krishna uniform had two purposes. First, use sex appeal to gain massive amounts of tips. Next, pick out a man for wild sex… and then eat him. She found her man. The sight of this Australian cricket player drove her wild… or at least more wild than she already was. It took every ounce of power she had not to rip his clothes off there in the lounge. Somalin knew he was noticing her and every time he glanced in her direction, she would apply some wild-cherry lip gloss. Miss Wong strutted into the lounge oozing sexual desire. She noticed Somalin immediately though never glanced in her direction. At the same time Somalin applied her wild-cherry lip-gloss, Suyin applied more tangerine lip-gloss. Frank Russell, Australia’s most renown cricket player couldn’t have been more aroused. He was about to explode so he needed to act soon. Suyin sat at a small table in the corner where she could watch Somalin’s every move. The Himalayan beast was a beauty. Suyin began fantasizing about being whipped and beaten by this monster and quickly turned her thoughts to a more heterosexual endeavor. “May I sit here?” Frank Russel wasn’t smooth. In need of some heterosexual sex to take her mind off her carnal desires for Somalin, Suyin’s response surprised the Aussie.

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“Shut up and follow me to my room… now!”. The two immediately departed. Tomorrow Suyin would seduce Somalin and lure her to the same room where the assassin would puncture the liver of the Himalayan monster. But tonight… ecstasy and pleasure would rule the next several hours… or that is what Suyin planned. The pretty Filipino waitress who worked with Somalin lay on a table in the center of the concierge lounge, bleeding profusely as her intestines leaked out of her abdomen. Somalin actually liked her but when her cricket player was stolen by that Chinese slut, she lost it. No one ever stole Somalin’s men or food and the cricket player was going to be both. Just who did this whore think she was? Somalin thought about eating the remains of the Filipino waitress but decided on another main course… tonight, Chinese food would be on the menu. Suyin and Frank went at it as soon as the door to the hotel room shut. They ripped each other’s clothes off and after Suyin’s attempt to slap the cricket player were thwarted away, he picked her up and threw her on the bed. Both participants naked now, she gave him a move right out of the playbook for The Venusian Eclipse and now straddled the Aussie. He was hers, or so she thought. As she prepared to massage his groin and lick his chest everything went white. Somalin never used the door so when she arrived inside Suyin’s room, the nymphomaniac was caught by surprise. As Somalin watched Suyin do some amazing moves on Frank Russell, she was jealous. Perhaps she would watch Suyin and learn. Somalin thought better and decided to move in for the kill instead. The Himalayan monster grabbed Suyin’s stockings, which had been thrown on the lamp beside the bed, and used them as a noose and slid them around the slut’s neck. With a yank, Somalin sent Suyin Wong, Chinese assassin, flying across the room and crashing into the wall. The assassin was out cold which gave Somalin time with Frank.

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In less than a minute Somalin turned the Australian hunk into something resembling a giant scoop of hairy strawberry ice-cream. She used Frank’s blood as war paint and covered her entire body in it. Standing on the bed, over the former cricket player, Somalin looked at the naked slut who was just coming back into consciousness. Sweaty and naked, Suyin had to gather her senses fast. Every part of her ached and pulsated. She was on the floor, her legs spread out in front of her while leaning against the wall. When Suyin opened her eyes, she saw a blood covered beauty standing on the bed. This bloody vixen seemed to be guarding the yanked out internal organs of the unfortunate cricket player. Even worse, the demon woman stared at her as a Doberman stares at a porkchop. Suyin reacted immediately with two moves. The assassin’s lip gloss lay just beyond her limp right hand… she grabbed it and applied some more of this seductive tangerine lip-gloss. Next, Suyin gave Somalin a look of seduction and slowly caressed her lips with her tongue, taking in the citrus flavor of her lip-gloss. As she licked her lips she readied herself mentally to perform The Venusian Eclipse on a female… would it work? Somalin stared at her prey. The Chinese slut lay limp and helpless against a wall. For stealing her man, this woman would pay with her life. The Himalayan monster intended to keep Suyin alive for several minutes so she could watch her own liver and intestines be pulled out. Then something clicked… no… ’exploded’ was a better word. The tall beauty watched as her prey licked her lips… Somalin found this exciting. Instead of wanting to eat Suyin, Somalin desired something more intimate. As she watched Suyin some more, now licking her own lips, Somalin was awestruck by the contorted but alluring moves Suyin was performing. Then, Somalin approached and the two women

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Business as Usual

Mr. Raj thought about it every minute of every day. In the 12 months since he helped clean up the bloodbath in that hotel room on the concierge level, the manager of The Taj Krishna in Mumbai was a changed man. A kidney on an end table… a pancreas on the mini-bar… a lung dangling from a ceiling fan… the images were too vibrant to forget. Though he thought about it, there was an unspoken rule which he obeyed… never talk about it. The fate of the sultry Chinese assassin and the monster Himalayan woman were a mystery. Most people who saw the carnage in that hotel room (now a broom closet) believed the two women were shredded and many of the internal organs belonged to them. Mr. Raj didn’t buy this… somewhere, out there, one or both of these vixens was still… well… doing whatever. Beijing never inquired about their agent. This was odd. Mr. Raj figured they were embarrassed. Afterall, Beijing liked to complete tasks quietly and behind the scenes. Mr. Raj was certain that his efforts to keep the carnage of the Somalin-Suyin ultimate cat-fight quiet pleased Beijing. Even though they asked and asked, Mr. Raj didn’t even let Moscow know what he saw in that hotel room. With Somalin gone, The Taj Krishna Hotel in Mumbai had regained its six-star rating. After 132 guests in two years were rumored to have gone missing in The Taj Krishna, they fell to a five-star rating. Mr. Raj had successfully brought his hotel back to the pinnacle of luxury and fine-dining.

Miss Sweden

The mirrored elevator at this 6-star hotel in Nassau flattered her nicely. Natalya still had it. After winning the Miss World Pageant almost 10 years ago, she lost nothing, and thanks to some minor cosmetic surgery and Botox… actually gained a little. The image in the mirror was striking… a sultry woman wrapped tightly in a gold-sequins gown.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION It hugged her posterior nicely and pushed up her bust appropriately. As host of this year’s Miss World Pageant, Natalya was having the time of her life. Two weeks at a beach resort surrounded by 73 of the most luscious babes on the planet. As the beauty queen from Russia left the elevator on the sixth floor, she had made up her mind. Departing the rehearsal for the swimsuit (bikini, actually) competition, Natalya could not make up her mind… Miss Guatemala or Miss Sweden? Both perhaps? No, one at a time. It would be Miss Sweden… Inga something… the last name didn’t matter. Yep, the Swede would do for tonight. Before winning the pageant a decade ago, Natalya had to partake in this rite. She never forgot being summoned up to the hotel room of the pageant’s host where she was told the unofficial rules. Natalya didn’t mind, as winning the Miss World Pageant would have its benefits. With only token opposition, for the next three hours the Russian beauty became the sex-slave for the pageant’s host and his dominatrix wife. A few bruises, some bondage, and a lot of humiliation, Natalya completed the hazing and went on to service the other five judges, as well. Success! Her dominatrix outfit and riding crop were more help to her than the harmonica she utilized during the talent competition of the pageant. She was awarded the Miss World title. Now inside room 604, a luxury suite with a great big bathtub, Natalya scanned a folder for the room number and cell number of Inga the Swede. The blonde, blue-eyed vixen would have her chance to claim the title, but only if she submitted to the Russian’s requests (demands, actually). The Swede would take this honor in one of two ways. Inga might be repulsed, cry a lot, and beg Natalya to spare her. The Russian hoped for this as physical force, straps, and humiliation was a turn-on to her. Or, Inga would be thrilled sensing that this was her unofficial notification that Natalya had chosen her as Miss World.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION The latter reaction wasn’t as much fun, but it did mean that she could get Inga to bark like a dog and beg for more. Natalya had done that 10 years ago and found it quite a turn on. Natalya was ready to call her and request the Swede come to her room with that shiny, fire-orange bikini when a voice startled her: “Hello Master!”… The voice was seductive and confident and caused Natalya to spin around so fast the folder with all the pageant contestants cell phone numbers was knocked to the ground. She was almost shocked to see that Chinese submissive slut sitting on the king-sized bed, clad in shiny black go-go boots with six-inch heels and laced to her knees, fishnet stockings, a black leather mini-skirt, and a leather jacket opened to reveal those same breasts she bit into five years earlier. In an authoritative voice which served her dominatrix role well, Natalya shouted out an order: “Well, you look better than ever. Get on all fours bitch and bark!”. Natalya remembered the encounter of five years ago and she knew this Chinese beauty was ready to submit. Wong caressed her tangerine lip-glossed lips with her tongue, eyed Natalya from head to foot, and let out a wanting groan: “Natalya, my darling, I thought we would try something a little different.”. The Russian babe liked the sound of that and noticed the black riding crop Wong was holding. “Oooooh, a little pain always wets my appetite!”, Natalya moaned back. “A little pain? I was thinking a lot of pain. I want you to meet my friend!” purred the Chinese assassin. With that Natalya was spun around with such great force her neck almost broke. Somalin, wearing a black skin-tight latex body suit was already on her. As Natalya’s eyes met the wild woman’s, a feeling of extreme lust overtook her for a split second. As Natalya’s liver was ripped out of her torso and thrown against the wall, her last thought before death was “what a way to go!”. With Natalya’s limp corpse on the floor, Wong picked up the now blood-stained folder and scanned it for a whole minute. She looked at Somalin, smiled, licked her lips and softly said: “Inga Sundin, Miss Sweden, Room 302… let’s go!” The Himalayan Devil Woman

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Oriental Airways vs. Seoul Airways

Zhau Jingchu was regarded by Beijing as China’s best spy/assassin. She possessed a reserve and class that escaped their other heavy hitting vixen, Suyin Wong. Because of her talent, and diminutive personality, Zhau earned the title of Miss China. Already on the radar of the intelligence services, Zhau was a great patriot. 90 days before the Miss World Pageant, she was approached and asked to do some intelligence work. Zhau was thrilled. Beijing was a bit worried as this beauty seemed all too eager to do whatever duty called for. After the pageant, Zhau had provided China with more than they could have hoped for. Natalya Konstantinov would soon marry Russia’s richest industrialist. Thanks to Zhau, Beijing had the goods to compromise the billionaire whenever they saw fit. The beautiful Zhau still served Beijing. She had become a seductress and a good one. She was a rare woman who could drive any man or woman wild with lust and desire merely by walking a certain way or licking her lips. Beijing would have sent Zhau to India to dispose of the Himalayan wild woman except that she was busy on another assignment. This puzzled Beijing as they had no knowledge of the current assignment, but in international counter-intelligence… well… one was encouraged not to ask too many questions of one’s assassins. Zhau’s current cover was of a stewardess for Oriental Airways. Zhau loved seeing the world and loved satisfying herself while wearing that alluring red uniform. Zhau had to admit that she looked really good in that attire and knew no one would be able to resist her sexual charm. Any Oriental Airways pilot she desired was hers… usually in cockpits during flights. Orgies in cockpits with pilots, navigators, and co-pilots were her favorite activity at 38,000 feet. This was also true of first-class passengers, whether in the airplane’s galley or in hotel rooms at destinations. Whether it be for her own pleasure or directed by Beijing… Zhau was all seduction and danger… always with glossy red lipstick. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION The accessories evened the score, however, as Zhau's Oriental Airways uniform was smartly enhanced by the three-inch heels. Wearing these heels gave Zhau an advantage in the sex-appeal category over her Seoul Airways counterparts. Zhau positioned herself a few inches away to each of the Koreans. Kim and Park could wait no longer and both immediately went for Zhau’s lips. They licked them and kissed them, over and over again. With her left hand, Zhau untucked Kim’s blouse from her tight suede skirt and did the same to Park using her right hand. Both Koreans were groaning uncontrollably which amused Zhau as she hadn’t really done anything to them yet. Zhau was impressed as both Koreans used their tongues masterfully. Zhau then forced each of her hands down the skirts of Kim and Park. The skirts were tight and Zhau had not undone their belts yet. Still, Zhau was determined and the two Koreans whimpered as Zhau’s hands moved down to their panties. Zhau was curious as to how the two Koreans wore their undergarments. After feeling her way to the lacy satin panties Zhau realized these were two very naughty women. Though the duo did not deserve it, Zhau slipped her hands beneath the panties and satisfied her new Korean friends. They were screaming, whimpering, and out of control with ecstasy, and now Zhau needed to finish the job. As both Park and Kim were in the throes of sexual satisfaction, Zhau removed her hands from inside the Koreans’ skirts and removed her own nametag. Zhau’s Oriental Airways nametag had her name on it, the Chinese flag, and was pinned to her blouse over her right breast. Kim and Park were now begging Zhau to return her hands to their groins. Zhau’s nametag was also a deadly weapon. Schooled in murder, Zhau knew exactly where to stick her pin to paralyze her prey. Neither Kim or Park felt the sharp needle of the nametag penetrate their necks and spinal column. In an instant, both Korean stewardesses were on the floor, completely paralyzed and aware.

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Kim and Park couldn’t speak and their eyes were the only mobile parts of their limp bodies. Zhau propped both of them up against opposite walls so each Korean beauty stared at the other. Zhau’s shiny black designer purse had fallen to the floor and been kicked toward the toilet, but she found it in a few seconds. Park and Kim had identical glares, wide-open eyes, and saliva-soaked chins. “Ah, here it is.” Zhau found the tube of lipstick she had just purchased. Kim was first. Zhau straddled the Seoul Airways hostess and went to work. Using her lipstick as a magic marker, Zhau drew a smiley face on each of her cheeks. Tears began flowing down Kim’s cheeks. “Don’t worry, this lipstick is very expensive, tears won’t make it run.” Then on Kim’s forehead, Zhau took her lipstick and wrote “B-I-T-C-H.” Zhau admired her work. She then sat next to the humiliated Korean and took a selfie. Zhau then did the same to Park. Park also cried. Zhau varied her work only slightly. She still drew the two smiley faces on the cheeks, but on her forehead, Zhau wrote “W-H-O-RE.” Perfect. Again, Zhau took a selfie with her new friend. Zhau was impressed, the Korean tears had no effect on the lipstick. Zhau had plenty of time, neither of her new toys would ever move again. Zhau then repositioned Kim. She wanted Kim to enjoy the show and now Kim was propped against another wall so she now faced the toilet. Zhau bent over and licked Kim’s lips just for the hell of it. She then moved toward Park and undid her Seoul Airways headpiece. Now Park’s hair was no longer contained in a smart bun but flowing and very alluring. Grabbing Park by the hair, Zhau dragged her over to the toilet as Kim watched helplessly. Zhau then lifted Park’s face next to hers and licked her lips. “That’s enough, let’s get this over with.” With that, Zhau holding Park’s head by her hair, shoved the pretty Korean face into the toilet water. Zhau kept the Korean’s face under water for almost three minutes, though Park probably died 75 seconds into the ordeal. Kim was horrified but helpless. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION The Oriental Airways stewardess then dragged the corpse of Park over to the wall next to Kim. Park’s head and shoulders were soaked. Zhau was very pleased as the new lipstick she had just over-payed for was still holding strong, even on the dead Korean’s face. Zhau unclipped Park’s nametag and placed it in her black purse… a souvenir. “Okay Kim, I’m afraid your demise won’t be as pleasant.” Poor Kim, unable to make any kind of move or facial expression, she just prayed for a quick death. This wasn’t going to happen. Zhau had this all planned. She tilted Kim’s head so she could see her dead friend sitting beside her. Zhau removed both of Park’s shoes and dropped them in the toilet. Zhau knelt in front of Park’s corpse and moved both her hands up Park’s suede skirt. In two moves Zhau’s hands removed Park’s stockings and lacy black panties. Zhau then carefully untied Park’s Seoul Airways scarf. “These should be enough,” she said to Kim. She then moved over and now straddled Kim’s limp body. Zhau knelt down and with her fingers and lips, massaged Kim’s lips. Poor Kim, this no longer aroused her. “Pity, you can’t even move your tongue,” Zhau taunted her next victim. Holding up Park’s black panties, Zhau spoke to Kim, “These panties aren’t really conducive to long flights… that is unless you’re planning some carnal delights at 38,000 feet.” Zhau laughed at this as she had often chosen her undergarments for her Oriental Airways outfit with sexual relations in mind. Kim was just moments away from a tortuous death. With the fingers on her left hand, Zhau propped open Kim’s mouth. With the fingers on her right hand, Zhau shoved the black panties down Kim’s throat. The stockings were next. As both Park’s panties and stockings now rested in Kim’s windpipe, Zhau moved her face close to Kim’s and watched every ounce of life leave the Korean’s body. Kim turned blue and expired. Zhau sat next to her and took a selfie. Zhau then unclipped Kim’s nametag and placed it in her purse with Park’s scarf… more souvenirs. Just before leaving the restroom, Zhau texted the two selfies to her best girlfriend, Suyin Wong. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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Guatemala vs. Sweden

Inga Sundin wasn’t 100% confident. Her fire orange and very tight bikini couldn’t have been more effective. The Russian whore, Natalya something, was suitably impressed. Inga knew this as Natalya, the pageant hostess kept looking down at the Swede’s groin. Every time Natalya’s eyes traveled up the Swede’s hips, to the abdomen, to her breasts, and then met her eyes, Inga made sure her tongue would be caressing her own lips in a look of untamed lust. Seducing Natalya was a science, but Inga had done her homework. A few months ago, Inga booked a first-class seat on an Oriental Airways flight from Seoul to Shanghai. The Swedish vixen had no interest in anything in Shanghai, but the first-class stewardess on this Oriental Airways flight was Zhau Jingchu. Ms. Jingchu… or did she go by Ms. Zhau… Inga didn’t care… was not just a sultry stewardess. Clad in a slightly tight red uniform, showing a lot of leg, Zhau was tasked by her handlers in Beijing to seduce important Americans, Russians, and anyone Chinese intelligence services desired to compromise. Zhau did her job well. On this particular flight, Inga went to work. Ten years ago, Zhau was Miss China in the Miss World Pageant. During her pageant days, Zhau had mastered the cello and oral sex. As an agent for China, Zhau would accumulate as much information on Natalya Konstantinov… Miss Russia. During an orgy in which Zhau, Natalya, Miss England, Miss New Zealand, and Miss Japan satisfied each other for over seven hours, she learned much about Natalya… and got many incriminating photographs. Zhau learned Natalya was turned on by barking dogs, the color orange, the sound of a whip cracking, and lava lamps. This was the type of information Inga sought. As everyone in first-class slept, still three hours from Shanghai, Zhau prepared coffee in the plane’s galley. Inga went to work. The Swede freshened her make-up, applied more of her favorite Mango lipgloss, and confidently barged into the galley. Zhau turned around in time to see Inga shut the curtain behind her. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION As Zhau, in perfect English, attempted to ask Inga what she was doing, the Swede grabbed Zhau’s hair bun in her left hand, pulled it close to her face and shoved her tongue in the stewardess’ mouth. Inga’s right hand traveled up Zhau’s left thigh and underneath her panties. As Inga rubbed hard, Zhau gave in. After 15 seconds Inga abruptly ceased and gave Zhau a note stating “Inga Sundin, Shanghai Hilton, room 1012, 11 pm, be there.” Completely seduced, Zhau was barely able to compose herself. Zhau did not know that Inga was well aware the Oriental Airways stewardesses also stayed at the Hilton. As Inga departed the galley, she sternly instructed Zhau, “… and wear that uniform you have on.” Zhau would check into her hotel room at eight in the evening and begin preparing. She took a long and very hot mineral bath, applied some glossy red lipstick, slightly exaggerated eye-liner, trashy false eyelashes, and donned some lacy black intimates. The stewardess didn’t blame Inga for demanding she clad herself in her Oriental Airways uniform. Zhau had to admit… she looked very alluring in this red get-up. Zhau toyed with the idea of letting her hair down, but when Inga grabbed the bun while invading her lips and mouth, Zhau was turned on. Inga wasn’t really into Asians, at least not live ones. Zhau, on the other hand, really wore that red uniform well. She had much planned for Zhau. In the ten years since seducing Natalya, the Chinese beauty had let her guard down. Inga smiled, knowing Zhau did not see her as a threat… poor bitch. Zhau was on time, and Inga raced to the door to answer the soft knock. In less than two seconds, Inga opened the door, grabbed Zhau by the bun of her hair, dragged her into the room, and slammed the heavy hotel door. As Inga’s right hand squeezed and then undid Zhau’s hair bun, her left hand caressed the stewardess’ right thigh and moved up to the panties. Zhau was already groaning. Getting the red uniform off was not hard as Zhau’s perfect body seemed to naturally slip out of those garments. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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If Natalya were to phone Salvado or knock on her door, Inga would make sure the yellow bikini-clad beauty would not answer. Inga, after stepping off the elevator, saw the door of room 210 shut. Perfect, Salvado was in there. Inga knocked, probably 15 seconds after the door shut and the Guatemalan answered almost immediately. Inga could see by Salvado’s expression that she was expecting Natalya. Salvado had even put on her sash in anticipation. Inga didn’t blame her as her Miss Sweden sash was also on display anticipating Natalya’s visit. Inga didn’t have much time as Natalya would make her call soon. With a kick to Salvado’s groin, the Guatemalan keeled over. Inga was fast before Salvado could wince in pain, Inga secured her Miss Guatemala sash and used it to strangle the pathetic life out of this tan-skinned beauty. Inga’s time was short, but Salvado’s corpse was too much of a temptation. Inga grabbed Salvado’s flowing black hair and dragged her limp corpse over to the bed. Inga then went to work. The ever-decreasing body temperature of this vixen’s corpse was an extreme turn on for Inga. Inga wished she could stay longer, play with Salvado’s corpse as it grew even colder. Inga knew she had to return to her third-floor hotel room immediately. She’d return to Salvado’s room later to clean up the mess, and maybe enjoy some of Salvado’s chilled juices. Inga fully expected to receive the unofficial word that she would take the title of Miss World. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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Two Against One

Seventy minutes after leaving Salvado’s room, Inga still waited. She’d give Natalya 15 more minutes then head up to her sixth-floor room and rape the life out of the tardy hostess. Salvado’s corpse didn’t satisfy Inga’s hunger, it merely increased her appetite. The additional wait then served to render Inga totally insane with an appetite for necrophilia. Then a soft sound, KNOCK KNOCK. Yes! Inga wasted no time in putting on a vulnerable and naïve expression (she had practiced this) and answering the door. Suyin Wong and Somalin were still high after their blood orgy with Natalya’s remains. This would eventually bode as a huge misfortune for these two beauties. Still covered in the Russian’s blood with bits of her flesh still between their teeth, they arrived at Miss Sweden’s hotel room. The two beautiful monsters had no plan, but for a diminutive Swede, they didn’t feel they needed one. Some violence, some torture, some violent rape and humiliation, and then the Swede would serve as dessert. Suyin was determined to render Inga helpless quickly, as this Swede was indeed schooled in the Venusian Eclipse. After today, Suyin would only have two vixens left to track down and dismember. Suyin knocked twice. Inga saw nothing except for a flash of white. Her spray-tanned body was thrown ten feet by the electric shock as a cattle prod was thrust at her neck. The Himalayan devil woman was on her instantly slapping the unconscious Swede’s face dozens of times. Suyin removed the Miss Sweden sash from the limp torso of the beauty queen, rolled it up, shoved it into the Mango lip-gloss covered mouth of Inga and secured it in the oral cavity with gray duct tape. Somalin then ripped off both the top and bottom of the fire-orange bikini. As Suyin propped the Swede onto a desk chair, Somalin used these two garments to tie her hands and feet.

Suyin grabbed another sash… another sash? “Who the Hell is Miss Guatemala?” The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Somalin ignored the Chinese beauty in favor of the naked limp body of the Swede. Knowing the dangers of a woman schooled in the art of the Venusian Eclipse, Suyin grabbed the syringe she packed in her black bag. Inga was still out cold, bleeding heavily out of her left nostril. Both attackers were turned on as the red blood dripped onto the spray-tanned breasts of the blonde, blue-eyed vixen. Inga’s own blood served to arouse her back to consciousnesses as it passed over her nipples. Awake at last! Torture was a lot more fun when the subject was awake. Suyin knew this mainly from being on the receiving end during BDSM sex with athletes. Suyin then firmly poked the cattle prod into Inga’s vagina. Inga’s scream was initially muffled, but the force of it blew off the duct tape and sash. The Miss Sweden sash ended up draped on top on Somalin’s head. Inga’s chin and shoulders were now covered with her own blood. Inga was now panting and the sight of this excited the naked wild woman and the Chinese vixen. The shiny orange bikini top that bound Inga’s hands to the desk chair had loosened two minutes ago, but Inga was plotting. Once again Somalin straddled Inga and began licking all the blood off the Swede’s chin and shoulders. Somalin readied to bite off Inga’s left ear. Eating Inga’s ear was Somalin’s last conscious thought for some time. Inga would have none of this. Suyin had no time to react. Somalin lay twitching at Inga’s feet. Still bound to the chair with the bikini bottom, Inga didn’t need her feet yet. With free hands, much to Suyin’s surprise, Inga pulled the cattle prod out of her vagina and turned it on the naked Asian babe. Over and over again, Suyin twitched and writhed as bolts of electricity rendered her as useless as Jell-O at a cement plant. Inga was sure to shock both of Suyin’s breasts and her vagina, repeatedly. With Suyin totally out of it, Inga picked up the syringe from the floor and injected Suyin in her buttock. Whatever was in the syringe, Inga was pleased that Suyin would be the one enjoying it.

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Suyin in Bondage

There were three of them. One smelled of vomit. One smelled of urine. The third smelled of beer… Old Milwaukee, to be more specific. They were each bald but hairy everywhere else on their tattoo-covered bodies. Each well over six feet tall and weighing over 250 pounds. Her three tormentors were a mystery to Suyin, at least for now. Every couple of hours one would walk into Suyin’s jail cell and violently rape her. This wasn’t hard for the trio as Suyin was under the effects of some drug. Her motor skills were severely hampered, as messages from the brain were not reaching her limbs. The rapes would last about twelve minutes each. However helpless as she was, Suyin was able to spy a big wall clock beyond the bars of her cell. Suyin knew she would eventually have to kill these brutes… even though she rather enjoyed the experience. Suyin’s ability to talk was also hampered and only loud moans were able to leave her mouth. Suyin figured the beer man was the leader. He actually put thought into his attacks. Before entering the cell, the beer guy would turn a fire-hose onto Suyin. The force of the spray would shoot the Chinese vixen so hard into the far wall of her cell that pain would shoot up and down her backbone. Beer man would then unleash the torrent of water on Suyin’s groin. Unable to close her legs, she had to endure the unendurable. Before finding out where she was, and where Somalin was, and what happened to the Swede, Suyin would have to deal with beer man… he was step one. Suyin suppressed a look of wanting lust as she did not want this guy to know she enjoyed the follies. After he tortured her with the fire-hose, beer man would enter the cell and drag the limp body of Suyin to the center. There he spread out all four of her limbs and started his routine with a six pack of Old Milwaukee. Beer man would pop open a can, down it in less than ten seconds. Not entirely selfish, he’d pop open a second can and slowly empty its contents on the Chinese beauty. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION First, he’d empty a can on her face, then a second can over her breasts and abdomen, and finally, a third can all over her groin. The monster brute would then down the last two cans of the six-pack, straddle his Chinese love slave, move his face to within two inches of Suyin’s, and let out the loudest, most violent burp the vixen had ever heard. With her legs spread out to the maximum angle, beer man would go to work. After several minutes, he’d turn the limp Chinese spy over and go to work on her backside. After a couple of weeks, vomit man and urine man stopped coming around. She was now the exclusive property of beer man. Did beer man kill his two mates? Did the two mates lose interest in her (how dare they)? Suyin didn’t know… but was determined to find out. However helpless, Suyin was putting together all the intelligence she could gather… including a far-off smell of mango.

Somalin in Bondage

Where was Suyin? What is this place? Why couldn’t she move? Somalin’s last known memory was of the Swede. She was moving to bite off the Swede’s ear, and then… nothing. The Himalayan beauty could not move her limbs. As the days went by, she struggled to remember what Suyin looked like… then she even forgot Suyin’s name. The memories of Suyin were replaced by images and fantasies about Miss Sweden. Every hour or so the Swedish beauty would enter, clad in a royal blue, skin-tight, latex body suit. Inga’s lips shined and gave off the aroma of mango. Somalin wanted Inga, and also wanted Inga to do all sorts of nasty deeds to her. Somalin now realized her number one goal was to be Inga’s one and only love slave. Every image Somalin took in were merely vibrant colors dancing around… kind of like a bad LSD trip. The only concrete image Somalin could make-out was the Swedish beauty and that alluring latex suit. That was okay, Inga was now her whole existence. Pleasing Inga was Somalin’s only want in life. Being abused by Inga was also a desired goal and the Himalayan also wanted Inga to slap her silly. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Somalin vowed to herself that she would figure out how to move her limbs again and then crawl to Miss Sweden, beg, and lick her feet. Then the Swede would understand that Somalin… monster of the Himalayas was the only slave she needed. Somalin would even bark for Inga… heck, she’d even wear a leash and muzzle if Inga demanded… anything! “You want me… I know that” cooed Inga. The soft voice only heightened the ecstasy Somalin was feeling. “Soon, my love. Soon I will punish you with pain you never knew was possible.” Somalin couldn’t talk but she wanted to scream “Yes! Do it now! I’m yours!” Inga knew that Somalin was totally hers. That Chinese whore was a forgotten memory to the Himalayan. Inga would deal with Suyin soon, but for Somalin… well… she had something special planned. For Somalin’s benefit, Inga’s left hand, beautifully manicured with hot pink nail polish, reached for a zipper on the neck of the latex suit. She pulled the zipper down eight inches to allow the Himalayan a glimpse of Swedish cleavage, enhanced by a shiny spray tan. Somalin was helpless and reduced to a drooling, humiliated submissive.

Inga’s New Toys

Doctor Jari Sundin laughed at how this all turned out. Placing his daughter in the Miss World Pageant gave him access to dozens of the most beautiful physical specimens in the world. Inga’s job, which she succeeded in beyond all expectations, was to identify a half dozen beauties who were unmarred by boob jobs, Botox, or any other cosmetic surgery. Inga’s special talents of seduction came in handy. However heterosexual these ladies were, Inga’s special allure would make beggars of them all. Six cells were attached to Jari’s laboratory. Cell Number One contained Miss Canada. Cell Number Two contained Miss South Korea. Cell Number Three contained Miss Uruguay. Cell Number Four contained Miss Iceland. Cell Number Five contained Miss Malta. Cell Number Six contained Miss France. However, tempting it was to use these women, specimens actually, as sexual play-toys, Jari kept focused. There was no need to get involved with lab animals, as their fates would be quite gruesome. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Jari tried not to imagine his daughter seducing these beauties, but he couldn’t help it. After the pageant, the six had been summoned to Inga’s new hotel room. Cleaning up the mess in her third-floor hotel room was not possible in the time allotted. One by one the beauty queens would arrive, Inga would satisfy them as they had never been satisfied before, and then the three longshoremen would invade the room, bind and gag the naked and sweaty babes, and drag them off. Inga had so exhausted the beauties that they were unable to put up any kind of fight. Though Inga’s efforts weren’t all according to plan. Jari couldn’t be too mad at his daughter. Inga’s deviant sexual desires were bound to yield some unpredictable results. Hence the clean-up in the third-floor hotel room resulted in two more prisoners… Chinese spy Suyin Wong and a Himalayan marvel… Somalin. Oh yes, Jari almost forgot about Miss Guatemala, but because she had assumed room temperature, her value was decreased. Jari was stern with his daughter. She could keep the two Asian beauties but would have to take care of them. Inga promised she would and kissed Jari on the cheek. Jari felt sorry for Suyin and Somalin as he could only imagine what Inga had in store for them. Still, there was much to do. The Chinese intelligence services wanted Suyin back. Knowing they planned on executing the seductress, Jari offered Beijing 250,000 American dollars to buy her. Beijing accepted. Fortunately, Beijing did not know that Inga had murdered another of their agents… some stewardess for Oriental Airways. Jari guessed Beijing thought Suyin murdered the woman. Whatever games Inga had in store for Suyin and the Himalayan, Jari was sure both these new pets were begging to be put out of their misery by now. Knowing Inga, Jari also knew that his daughter would keep the duo alive as long as possible.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION As Jari finished dissecting the deceased Miss Guatemala and putting all her vital organs in jars, he decided he would not waste any more thought on those two Asians. Instead, Jari, ever the philanthropist, would begin making arrangements to give Inez Salvado’s organs to the University of Stockholm Medical College. Charitable endeavors were so necessary in these days of budget cutbacks.

Inga’s Experiment

Inga so wanted to please her father. She needed to prove to him that she wasn’t just a deviant necrophiliac, but a brilliant scientist. Sure, her capture of the two Asians would serve her prurient interests, but the duo would also serve other purposes. The Himalayan was Inga’s medical experiment and the Chinese slut was her social experiment. The Wong woman was a deviant nymphomaniac, but her hunger was for warm bodies. Inga sometimes felt so alone as she knew no other necrophiliacs. If only the China woman was one too, then maybe they could be friends. The Swede had an idea and Suyin Wong would prove her theory. A nymphomaniac could be turned into a necrophiliac. The deviance was already in Wong’s genetic make-up… Inga merely had to adjust the deviance. Some drugs, some shock therapy, and some social input.

At first, Inga worked on Wong’s subconscious. Since the melee in that third-floor hotel room, the Swede had kept the Chinese whore heavily drugged. At first, Suyin was injected with a low level of heroin, but that was Wong’s fault… it was in her syringe. After Wong was brought to her cell Inga began injecting her with her own invention. Part tranquilizer and part stimulant, this pharmacological concoction would keep Wong motionless and in a state of paralyzis. Wong would be only mildly aware of her surroundings. Then the rapes would be introduced by three disgusting brutes. Several rapes a day. Then some humiliation was added in. Inga was not surprised to find out that Wong enjoyed the violations. Of course, this was Wong’s subconscious speaking. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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After 42 days of these rapes, necrophilia was introduced to Wong’s subconscious. When the longshoreman named Xavier was pumping the immobile Asian full of his man fluids, Inga snuck into the cell and blew his head off with a shotgun. Xavier’s erect organ, still inside Wong, kept satisfying the nymphomaniac. Even with blood spurting out of the place Xavier’s head used to be, Wong still enjoyed the continued violation. On the 44th day, the experiment was repeated, this time with the sweaty longshoreman known as Rafael. Same routine… same result. In a subconscious state, Suyin Wong enjoyed sexual relations with a corpse. One more longshoreman remained and Inga was anxious to see if her Asian nemesis would still appreciate a corpse in a state of consciousness. Over the next 14 days, Inga lessened the doses of Wong’s meds. Wong began getting her cognitive ability back and much of her mobility. Inga was careful, at 80% Wong would again be lethal. Inga guided her prisoner back to between 55% and 60%. At this level the slut would not be able to overpower the longshoreman or her. As Day 58 of Wong’s imprisonment arrived, Inga sent in the third longshoreman.

Suyin Awakened

Suyin was more aware than she had ever been since her abduction. The vixen estimated she had been in the cell for a little over a week. Still unable to grab objects or get to her feet, the sluggish beauty surveyed her surroundings. The cell was concrete on three sides and gray metal bars adorned the front wall. On the floor were approximately 180 Old Milwaukee Beer cans. Soon Wong would be able to craft a bladed weapon from one of the cans and slit beer man’s throat.

Without warning, Suyin was hurled full force into the back wall of the cell. That damn firehose! This time Wong was able to close her legs and prevent the torrent from torturing her groin. Bruised and shivering from the cold Wong waited for the brute. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION He arrived and performed his six-pack routine as usual. As Wong was able to prop herself up on her elbows, beer man became more violent. He did not like Wong getting her mobility back. Instead of burping in Wong’s face, he vomited his chili lunch on it. Beer man slapped the Chinese spy over and over again. Wong figured out she could stop the slaps by spreading her legs. Once her legs were spread, beer man violently violated her. Wong attempted to grab an Old Milwaukee can but she still wasn’t able to squeeze her fingers around it. Soon, she thought, then this brute would die. BANG!!!! The vomit caking on Suyin’s face, shoulders and breasts, was now being washed away by a torrent of warm blood. Suyin was puzzled, did she do that? Beer man had no head. Suyin was confused, even without a head his man organ was still pummeling her groin. Inga was in ecstasy! She put down her shotgun and began pushing the back of her last longshoreman. She wanted his man organ to keep penetrating the Chinese slut. The nymphomaniac on the cell floor let out a loud groan. Was this pleasure or horror? Inga needed to know. For the next several minutes Inga kept pushing the headless longshoreman into Wong. The look on Wong’s face was that of confusion. When Wong spotted Inga’s face where the longshoreman’s head used to be, the confused look turned into one of hatred. The longshoreman lost most of his blood quickly and Inga had to discard him. She shoved the former brute off of Wong and straddled the Asian whore. She moved her face an inch from Wong’s face and screamed, “Well… did you like that!?!” Inga needed to know. Bits of brain, skull, and blood then spat in Inga’s face by Suyin. Suyin then smiled. In a fit of rage, Inga grabbed her shotgun and slammed the stock into Suyin’s temple rendering the Chinese vixen unconscious.

Inga and Somalin

Inga knew she blew it. She lost control. Her dad gave her a book on leadership by Jim Mitchell and Inga had indeed read it carefully. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Instead of screaming at the dirty slut, and then knocking her out with the shotgun, Inga knew she should have talked softly to the bitch, reason with her, let the whore know that they both wanted the same thing and ultimately had the same goals. This, apparently, would take more practice. Maybe Jim Mitchell had some flashcards she could practice with. Inga needed to calm down. She returned to her quarters and got busy. First, the Swede stepped into her shower and washed away all the longshoreman’s remains from her face and body suit. With her royal blue latex get-up shiny again she stepped into her laboratory, an anteroom off her bedchamber. On the back wall, behind her prized possession were four tanks, filled with a special solution. The solution kept severed limbs from decomposing. Inga’s heart was still racing and only wild sex… with the dead… would bring her peace right now. One by one Inga lifted the four limbs, two arms, and two legs, out of their tanks and walked them into her bedchambers. She had already made up the bed in red satin bedsheets in anticipation of this moment. The blonde vixen placed each limb on her bed and then peeled off her latex suit. Inga moaned with anticipation and was very satisfied to hear a moan emanate from her laboratory. The Swede dove onto her bed and immediately pulled each of the severed limbs over here. She grabbed a right arm and tickled herself with it, breasts and groin. Inga’s moans got louder as did the moans emanating from the lab. Inga satisfied herself with the dead hands and then sucked each of the ten fingers. With the legs, Inga placed them next to her inner thighs so they massaged her lower half as she worked her own legs up and down. Inga was almost at ecstasy and by the sound of the moans emanating from the laboratory, so was Somalin. The Somalin experiment seemed to be working better than the Wong experiment. Inga only wished she could have kept the Himalayan’s torso, as well. Jari was generous to her daughter in giving her the four limbs, but his DNA experiments necessitated that he kept the torso. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION The joke would ultimately be on Jari. Inga felt so much pride in one-upping her dad. She had finally mastered sexual relations with the dead and the living at the same time. Somalin’s four limbs were quite dead, but the pleasure they caused Inga was also felt by Somalin. The Himalayan beauty was no longer beautiful but still very much alive… sort of. With dozens of wires and tubes carefully placed into the wild woman’s brain, Somalin’s head lived on. Every thought now controlled by Inga, Somalin was finally tamed.

Suyin the Stewardess

Suyin was conscious again. Her head ached but her motor skills had continued to improve. Now she could clutch her fists. Not there yet, she thought. To kill Inga she would have to be a little stronger. The Asian vixen was no longer in a cell, but a small hospital room. She was totally nude, as she had been since the incident in the third-floor hotel room. A smell of nail polish caused Wong to look down at her fingers. Strapped to a gurney, she could not free her arms or legs. Her fingernails were perfectly manicured, and a glance at her toes revealed her toes were perfectly pedicured. The polish used was a glossy blood red. Who did that? Inga? “Hello love,” Inga cooed. “I’ve been a bad girl.” Suyin contorted her head and realized Inga was standing at the top of her gurney. Inga came around so Suyin could see her without straining her neck. “Our goals are similar… we can work things out so we’re both happy.” Suyin looked at Inga as if she were totally insane. Inga was patient and determined to remain calm. “Relax, I’m just going to do your face.” Suyin was relieved to see a tray of cosmetics by Inga’s side. “You are beautiful my Chinese friend.” This took a lot of effort for Inga to say as she detested Wong and would dissect her soon. After 25 minutes Inga was done with Suyin’s face. She held up a mirror and Suyin was shocked that this Swedish demon actually did a fine job. Now confused beyond all imagination, Suyin waited for what was next. Inga went on, “You have been my prisoner for almost 90 days.” Suyin gasped. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION 90 days! What! “I have had you raped over 250 times… I have a video of each one if you want to see it.” Suyin would never admit to Inga that she absolutely wanted to see these. “Now I make it up to you… we will have sex.” Inga waited for some reaction, but Suyin could only give her a confused look. “I will pleasure you a lot.” Inga’s talk was deliberate as she assumed English wasn’t Suyin’s first language. “You’re fucking retarded.” Suyin offered. Inga’s sweet demeanor was instantly replaced with violent hatred. Inga thought, “Fuck Jim Mitchell.” With both her fists, Inga came down viciously on Suyin’s groin. The Chinese spy winced in maximum pain. She then said to Wong, “You slut… you whore… you bitch… you Chinese shithead… I’m going to violate you so bad you will be half Swedish by tonight.” Inga caught herself and immediately went back to the Jim Mitchell communication and leadership training her dad had paid for. She left Suyin’s side for a moment and came back with an ice pack. “I’m sorry my Chinese friend, I wasn’t sensitive to your wants and desires.” Inga placed the pack on Suyin’s groin, “here, does that feel better?” As Suyin enjoyed the ice massage that Inga was giving her, she was almost driven to vomit by the Swede’s next statement. “I want to understand your feelings and find a win-win solution for both of us before I rape the shit out of your corpse.” Suyin was also forced to read “Jim Mitchell on Leadership.” Her Beijing handlers believed the hot-headed vixen could use a bit more diplomacy and empathy. The books drove Suyin to drink heavily and vomit. The Swede sat beside the restrained Suyin and continued her massage. “Now listen,” Inga needed to explain the facts of life to her pathetic prisoner/toy. “I have drastically cut back on the doses of the formula I have used to render you helpless.” Inga now had Suyin’s attention. “If I don’t give you any more injections, you will be at 100% in eight to ten days.” Suyin successfully hid her rage, but one way or another, she would find a way to kill the Swedish slut, and soon. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION “I’m going to undo the straps and free you. You can try to kill me but at your level of strength, a punch would not even bruise me, your karate chop would only serve as a massage, and any pressure points you attempt to apply will only tickle.” Suyin didn’t care, one way or another, if the straps were undone, the Swede was going to die horribly. “We will engage in wild lesbian sex in a few moments and you will answer my questions as we pleasure each other.” Suyin couldn’t believe this blonde bimbo, she was indeed retarded. Inga continued to talk deliberately, “For the first time since I annihilated you in Nassau, I will allow you to put some clothes on.” Inga undid the straps and helped Suyin sit up. “There, and now I have a surprise for you.” Inga had waited a long time to use Zhau’s red Oriental Airways uniform. Asians were ugly beasts, but dressed up in this red uniform made them so seductive. From under the gurney, Inga grabbed a plastic bin and rested it on the gurney next to Suyin. “I will watch you get dressed, and then I’ll ravage you…move it!” Suyin played along. Pretending to be weaker than she was, the Chinese spy took her time putting on the garments. First the lacy black bra and panties… very nice, Suyin thought. Then the stockings and three-inch heels. Then the red uniform. Inga was now so wet with desire that she actually began to drool. As Suyin was all made up, and clad in the stewardess uniform, the Swede in her royal blue latex jumpsuit moved toward her nemesis. Inga engaged in very heavy kissing, shoving her tongue down Suyin’s throat. With her right hand, Inga massaged Suyin’s inner thigh. Suyin groaned as she had to admit that Inga knew what she was doing. Inga and Suyin were both groaning but Suyin was focused on the moans coming from behind the door. Somalin! Suyin had enough, she needed to end this and then free her Himalayan friend. Inga was in the throes of ecstasy merely thinking about Suyin as a corpse. Inga’s hands were massaging the China woman’s hips. Soon Inga would remove the uniform, but for now, she wanted to finish feeling up her prey. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION As both Inga’s hands moved up Suyin’s hips, to her breasts, Inga was snapped back to equilibrium by a horrific realization. The last words ever uttered by the Swedish necrophiliac were “Oh shit!”

Inga’s Fatal Mistake

“My, such nasty language,” cooed Suyin. A moment ago Inga’s hands attempted to massage Suyin’s breasts. Inga instantly realized something was missing. Inga knew that Oriental Airways uniform inside and out… she had pleasured herself dozens of times while it hung beside her bed or shower. The nametag! The limp body of the Swede, still clad in that skin-tight royal blue jumpsuit lay at the feet of the Chinese vixen. Suyin gingerly held the Oriental Airways nametag in her fingers. The tip of the pin had a trace amount of Swedish blood on it and Suyin used her tongue to lick it clean. Suyin read the nametag, “Zhau Jingchu.” Though the skirt was tight Suyin found a way to kneel down so she could position her face six inches from the Swede’s. “Zhau Jingchu, she was my friend.” Inga was horrified and completely paralyzed. “Zhau taught me everything she knew about killing while seducing.” Suyin pinned Zhau’s nametag back in its proper place above her right breast. “There! Oh, don’t cry.” The inert Inga had tears flowing down her face. “Such a pretty face, don’t ruin it with tears, my love.” Suyin was enjoying this. “What to do with you now, hmmmm… any ideas?” She posed this question to Inga knowing Inga couldn’t answer. “I think Somalin will want in on this, I’ll be right back.” Suyin got up and moved toward the door of Inga’s laboratory. Though she couldn’t say it this time, Inga thought “Oh shit!” Inga waited, unable to move or speak. 45 seconds passed until she heard the Chinese slut scream “Nooooooooo!!!!”

Burial at Sea

The next three hours were a blur. Suyin, still clad in Zhau’s uniform, accomplished much. After seeing what was left of her dear friend, a head in a tray with wires protruding, Suyin was numb. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Somalin looked at her when she entered the lab. Unable to speak with her mouth, Somalin’s eyes told Suyin “Kill me!” Suyin would have wanted Somalin to do the same to her. Without speaking, Suyin gave her friend a look of passionate love and then unplugged every wire leading into Somalin’s skull. When Suyin explored her surroundings she was surprised, not shocked, to find she was on a freighter at sea. Suyin estimated that her exact location was somewhere in the north Atlantic. This would have to do. The Chinese vixen wrapped Somalin’s head and limbs in the royal blue latex jumpsuit formerly worn by the Swedish necrophiliac. Returning to the deck, Suyin didn’t hesitate to launch Somalin’s head into the choppy seas below… burial at sea. The head, limbs, and Inga’s jumpsuit would eventually rest on the ocean floor, 500 fathoms below the surface.

Dr. Frankenstein

Dr. Jari Sundin… genius or madman, it all depended on who you ask. The 52-year-old Swede was Europe’s most renown geneticist. During a brief tenure at the University of Stockholm Medical College, a surveillance camera captured the doctor loading university property into the trunk of his Volvo. The property was lab equipment such as test tubes, beakers, and other basic necessities. This caused the Stockholm Police to stake out the university parking lot. One Wednesday evening Jari Sundin was spotted leaving his building and loading several boxes into his car. The unmarked police car followed him to his mansion and the detective inside observed the Volvo pull into the five-car garage. Acting quickly, an eager Swedish detective applied for and was granted a search warrant. At 7:00 am the following morning, four detectives arrived and executed the search warrant. Dr. Sundin was cooperative as he was confident that the detectives would be impressed with what they would find in his home laboratory. In reality, the detectives were horrified. In fact, two of the detectives quit police work within a few days of the execution of the warrant after discovering the contents of Jari’s laboratory. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Detective Berg, the most senior of the men executing the warrant, actually began drawing his pistol with the purpose of executing Dr. Sundin on the spot. He was stopped by one of his partners. The 15 not quite dead specimens lay on separate gurneys. Each had a dozen tubes connected to them and each tube fed a vital organ. Each specimen had his or head shaved and electrodes were inserted through drilled holes in their skulls. Within two weeks these 15 pseudo corpses would be identified as members of Stockholm’s increasing homeless population. The large glass containers accompanied each specimen and were also attached by tubes to a computer and to its body. What was growing inside those 85-gallon glass containers was some sort of lifeform. Whatever they were, they peered at the detectives with expressions of hate. Jari never understood the alarm of the detectives. How could they not be impressed with his scientific achievements? A race of mutant lifeforms grown in a home laboratory, Jari was proud. The creatures in the vats above the homeless began to get agitated. The fear and disgust of the police alarmed them. Detective Berg then became the first human to have contact with this new lifeform. With his back turned to Specimen Four, the poor detective never saw a slimy gray tentacle rise out of its jar. The tentacle touched the back of Detective Berg’s neck causing him to spin around and meet the infant creation. What happened next only took 15 seconds. Four detectives overcome with fright drew their weapons and emptied their magazines into each of the specimens. “You fools!,” screamed Jari. All his life work gone in an instant (actually, not quite all of his life work). This was indeed a doomsday scenario for Jari, but a protocol was in place. Thanks to some specially designed trapdoors and hidden stairways, Dr. Jari Sundin escaped the carnage and police action. With a push of a button on his cell phone, dozens of Swedes and Norwegians were sent into action.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Plan B was now active…the freighter “Icelandic Dawn” would now be setting its course to rendezvous with Jari and his scientific team. In less than six hours, Jari and his team, with a crew of 18, would occupy the Icelandic Dawn, and Jari would now go full force with the genetic experiments contained in the laboratories below deck.

The Icelandic Dawn

The large and very rusty freighter usually traveled from Central and South America to northern European ports carrying coffee and fruits. This was, of course, a cover. A conglomerate of billionaires, not satisfied with the direction mankind was headed purchased the freighter and built Jari his laboratories that The University of Stockholm would not. A race of mutant creatures, impervious to radiation or bullets would empower this conglomerate to make demands of the world’s superpowers. These creatures would be in two forms… a hideous tentacled creature that thirsted for blood was Plan A, and Jari was on his way to creating 15 of these. Then, even more horrific, the creations that would be born in the lower decks of The Icelandic Dawn. Now a fugitive, Jari Sundin’s permanent home and workplace was on the rusty freighter. Also below deck was the apartment of the sultry Inga Sundin, the good doctor’s deviant daughter and the Miss Sweden contestant in the Miss World Pageant. Inga had a luxurious bedroom with mirrored ceilings, a huge hot tub, and several closets. The closets contained a number of latex jumpsuits, BDSM and torture equipment, four dozen shiny bikinis, seductive evening gowns and lingerie, and of course shoes and hooker boots. Also, connected to Inga’s bedchamber was a hospital room and her own private laboratory. Jari never asked his daughter what she was doing in her laboratory… he didn’t want to know. Jail cells also were built into the Icelandic Dawn. Six of the cells were attached to Jari’s main laboratory and three were located near Inga’s laboratory. The jail cells were a mystery to the naval conglomerate who paid for the freighter’s renovation. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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Jari was tight-lipped and the billionaires seeking world domination thought it better than to press for an explanation. As Suyin finished her walking tour of the ship, she returned to Inga’s chambers. The Swede was still motionless on the floor but still alive. With a rusty hacksaw in her left hand and a fire axe in her left, the Chinese vixen looked at the naked Swede and calmly asked, “Shall we begin?” Not wanting to stain Zhau’s uniform, Suyin stripped and began.

Zhau Mourned

The shower felt great. Inga’s chambers were designed for luxury and orgies. Six shower heads shot out steaming hot water at every angle. Inga’s blood was washed off Suyin’s body and down the drain. After being cleaned off with a firehose for the last 90 days, Suyin enjoyed the shower and stayed in it for almost 30 minutes. All of Inga’s latex jumpsuits were now Suyin’s property and she tried to decide between a black one and a hot-pink one. The Chinese vixen had time to decide as she decided to put Zhau’s uniform on once more in an act of mourning. Poor Zhau, Suyin thought. Her colleague must have let her guard down. Because Inga had let her guard down, Suyin was able to avenge Zhau’s murder. Zhau would have done the same for her, in fact, she did a few years ago. As Suyin slipped on the uniform and laid on her back in Inga’s bed, she used the mirrored ceiling to admire herself and what Zhau must’ve looked like before seducing whoever she needed to seduce. Suyin used both her hands to rub her thighs and ribs. Suyin so wished Zhau was in bed with her now. A few years ago, Suyin had let her own guard down. Three years previous, on a Seoul Airways flight from Shanghai to Seoul, Suyin was feeling extra frisky. Not having sex in nearly 72 hours, the Chinese beauty was ready to explode. Wearing a tight leather mini-skirt, a leather motorcycle jacket half unzipped, no blouse, fishnet stockings, and white shiny gogo boots, Suyin acted impulsively. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION She snuck her way past two stewardesses and into the cockpit. The pilot, co-pilot, and female navigator were happy to see her. A 52-minute orgy ensued at 35,000 feet. Before leaving Suyin traded her black latex panties for the navigator’s red lace panties. Suyin left the cockpit while still dressing and caught the scorn of the two stewardesses. Suyin never knew that the two stewardesses were also the girlfriends of the pilot and co-pilot. After landing in Seoul, Suyin immediately found a restroom where she could put on the red lace panties. She didn’t have time to put them on as she left the cockpit. The restroom was empty and Suyin found an end stall. Before she could enter the stall out of nowhere those same two stewardesses were on her. The taller one shoved a stun gun up Suyin’s crotch. Suyin hit the floor immediately. The two Koreans stripped Suyin, bound her hands behind her back with those fishnet stockings after removing her boots, leather mini-skirt, and jacket. The stewardesses used some sort of smelling salt to revive the bound Suyin and then went to work on her. The shorter one grabbed a tube of bright red lipstick from her small purse and wrote “C-U-N-T” on Suyin’s forehead. Then she drew happy faces on each of Suyin’s cheeks. The shorter one removed her own panties and shoved them in Suyin’s mouth and sealed it in with duct-tape. She then took the red lace panties which Suyin had dropped and put those on under her suede skirt. Suyin looked at the stewardesses with extreme hatred and promised herself that this pair would die horribly. Not done yet the Koreans then began pummeling Suyin. The tall one forced both of Suyin’s eyes open and the shorter one spit in both. With broken ribs and a busted cheekbone, the humiliated Suyin could only whimper. The tall Korean then grabbed both Suyin’s ankles and dragged her away from the stall to the middle of the restroom floor. Suyin assumed the two monsters had locked the door. As the tall one straddled over Suyin’s face, she urinated on the Chinese beauty. The shorter one followed suit. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Both stewardesses then armed themselves with little scissors and cut off most of Suyin’s hair. Before leaving, both Koreans took selfies with Suyin’s beaten body. Suyin, with several broken bones and internal bleeding, spent a few days in a Seoul hospital before Beijing collected her and flew her to a secret hospital near Shanghai. Suyin’s recovery took months. A week before being released Suyin received two texts from Zhau. Suyin smiled as the texts were pictures of those same two stewardesses. One wore the moniker “B-I-T-C-H” and the other one “WH-O-R-E.” With Zhau and Somalin gone, Suyin needed to act. Killing the Swedish necrophiliac was only step one… more had to die. But who?

Maryeve Valmont

Jari’s genius sometimes made it impossible for him to find romance and carnal pleasures. This would have to change as the Swedish geneticist was now a man of the sea and expected to start living a man’s life. Hence his six laboratory specimens given to him by his necrophiliac daughter, Jari would have to get over the taboo realization that Inga had had wild sex with them first. A swig of scotch or bourbon would do the trick. Most of the caged and nude beauties would be sacrificed for science, but Jari was lonely and wanting. He made up his mind that he would try out all six, but in his heart, Miss France was his favorite. Miss Canada was an option too, as she and Jari could communicate in English. Communication was overrated in Jari’s mind and could only lead to relationship stress. This made Miss France his favorite. She didn’t speak Swedish or English and everything she uttered in French sounded so seductive. Miss France’s real name was Maryeve Valmont… but Jari didn’t care. Maryeve Valmont was beaten, humiliated, and defeated. Her journey to this cell aboard a rusty freighter was horrific. After coming in fourth in the Miss World Pageant, Maryeve needed to forget about her loss to three sluts. When the winner, Miss Sweden asked her to her hotel room, Maryeve began to feel better. Not a lesbian, Maryeve would never have considered sex with another woman. Miss Sweden had something, though. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Maryeve was attracted by a smell of mango and that shiny orange bikini. Spellbound by Miss Sweden’s attraction, the French beauty wasn’t even offended when five other girls were also waiting for her in Miss Sweden’s hotel room. Upon Maryeve’s arrival, there was no talking. The seven beauties were all over each other right away. Bikinis and sashes were ripped off torsos and sent flying to all corners of the room. The sounds of seven woman moaning in ecstasy then filled the room for hours. Six nubile beauties all had their way with Maryeve before Miss Sweden approached her. The blonde worked with all ten of her fingers and tongue and penetrated all of Maryeve’s orifices. In a state of extreme ecstasy, Maryeve let out a moan that she was sure resonated through the entire luxury hotel. Then all fell apart. The room was invaded, though Maryeve never knew about two of the three longshoremen. The naked French beauty was grabbed from behind by a bald and tattooed fiend who smelled like beer… Old Milwaukee, to be precise. He yanked Maryeve by her long, light brown hair off of the Swedish minx and dragged her toward the door. Too tired to offer any resistance, Maryeve was powerless to offer any objection as the beer man fingered her before tossing her over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. Too limp and aroused still from the orgy, Maryeve couldn’t move any of her limbs. Before passing out she endured the slaps to her buttocks as beer man hauled her into a freight elevator at the end of the hotel corridor. Now she waited… but for what? The cells were cold and communicating with the other beauties was forbidden. She had tried a couple of times but beer man would interrupt her efforts with a cattle prod to her groin. The lady prisoners were kept clean with cold firehose showers. They were kept groomed, make-up, shaving, and hair by a visit from Miss Sweden each day. The French beauty was sure her life would end any day now.

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Six Pets

Maryeve watched with horror over the next few days as each girl was removed from her cell by some blonde guy who called himself Jari. Miss Malta was first. The Jari guy entered her cell, stuck her in the neck with a cattle prod, placed a leather dog leash around her neck and waited for the Maltese vixen to revive. Jari then dragged the beauty out of her cell and down the long dark hall to a door marked “LABORATORY.” The two disappeared behind the door for what Maryeve estimated as two hours. The Maltese beauty was then dragged back to her cell. Jari dragged her limp body across the floor. Maryeve saw the girl had been badly bruised and obviously raped. The Maltese woman was unconscious and her face was smeared with man-juice. Blood flowed from her nose and Maryeve wondered if it would be best if this beauty never regained conscious. Miss Canada was next… her fate was identical to Miss Malta. Miss Uruguay was third up. She returned battered, especially in the groin but conscious. Maryeve didn’t bother to try to talk to her as the South American beauty was obviously driven to madness, as indicated by her shrieks and laughs. Miss Iceland was summoned next. She returned hog tied with her head shaven. Miss South Korea and Maryeve stared at each other as their cells were directly across from each other. Both beauties prayed the other one would be summoned first. Maryeve’s prayer was answered. Miss South Korea was then knocked out by the cattle prod and fitted with a leash. Upon coming to, Jari rubbed oils all over her body which made it easier to drag the Asian’s shiny body down the hall. Miss South Korea was gone for almost four hours, twice as long as the other girls. Eventually, Jari came through the laboratory door dragging Miss South Korea… or what was once Miss South Korea. The black-haired vixen was not being dragged by a leash, but by a noose. Jari dragged the woman into her cell, swung one end of the noose over a metal beam, and yanked the former beauty off the floor, suspended a foot off the ground. Miss South Korea would hang there for several hours before Jari removed her. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Maryeve was the only one left. Miss South Korea was dead, and she was the lucky one. The other four beauties had been reduced to madness and mere objects. Maryeve Valmont… Miss France… third runner-up in the Miss World Pageant… waited. Maryeve was resigned to her fate. A tortured love slave of a madman. Maryeve’s ambitions of being a TV news reporter or a hostess on an entertainment TV show were dashed. Now Maryeve’s only wish was that Miss Sweden would return and pleasure her one more time before the madman summoned her. Miss Sweden hadn’t been around in a few days and Maryeve wondered if the madman named Jari got her, too.

Jari and Suyin

Jari knew he got carried away. The Korean vixen’s fate was unfortunate. The Swedish geneticist had made up his mind that he would remove her spleen and pancreas for higher purposes. The organs of a corpse were useless to Jari. This wasn’t a huge problem, however, Miss Malta’s spleen and pancreas would do just fine. As the beauties had lost all sanity Jari decided he wouldn’t have to use any anesthetic on them when he removed their parts. This would save money, and when going forward on plans for world domination… saving money was always helpful. Jari believed the Korean could achieve an extreme orgasm if her brain was cut off from oxygen temporarily. Jari didn’t figure on losing control and what should have been a few seconds of strangulation turned into two whole minutes. Jari had so much fun over the past few days and hoped his specimens did, as well. Now the maddoctor had to get back to the matter at hand. Miss Uruguay was slated to give her glands… Miss Malta would donate her spleen and pancreas as well as her ovaries… Miss Canada would give her heart (Jari grudgingly admitted anesthetic would probably have to be used for this one)… and Miss Iceland would give her eyes and all of her bone marrow. The French woman would be left intact. Jari would take her as his wife. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Now his love-making abilities had been fine-tuned, he was ready to call in the final beauty. Jari did not realize that after he dumped the Korean babe over the rail and into the Atlantic, he was followed back to his laboratory. “I used a hacksaw on all of Inga’s limbs and showered her blood off my nude body… I hope you don’t mind,” Suyin interrupted the deep thoughts of a madman. Deep in thought, Jari didn’t comprehend the words. He turned his swivel-stool to see some Asian stewardess standing ten feet from him. Jari’s response was quite offensive to the Chinese vixen, “Ah yes, thank you, a scotch and water… no ice… please hurry.” Jari did not know that the freighter had taken on waitresses. This was okay as this Asian beauty, like his South Korean conquest, was stunning. Jari made a mental note to perhaps include the China-woman in a threesome with his new bride. Still wearing Zhau’s snug fitting uniform, Suyin’s response was genuine, “Are you as retarded as your necrophiliac daughter?” This caught Jari’s attention. “Retarded?!?” Jari was insulted. “Do you know who I am?” Uh oh, thought Jari. This was no waitress. He had never seen Suyin with clothes on. “You’re Inga’s pet?” Pet! How dare he! Suyin was irate. “Inga swims with the fishes, you, Swedish swine! I’m going to fry some of her innards for dinner and choke you with her intestines.” “Remarkable!” Jari was intrigued. Who was this beauty? If she knocked off Inga, she must be something special. Inga’s demise was no big deal, the French vixen would give her some children soon enough. In fact, while Frenchy was pregnant, this China-woman could serve his sexual needs. By the look on Suyin’s face, Jari decided not to break this news to her yet. Suyin had enough… no more chit-chat. She pulled out a syringe and a scalpel, “I’m here to avenge Somalin and Zhau… Inga first… then her whole family… you’re next.”

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Suyin was calm and deliberate and started toward Jari. “You murdered the only loves I ever had, or will ever have…” Jari interrupted the beauty…” Who the hell is Zhau!?” Jari truly did not know Zhau, but the Himalayan… “As for the one called Somalin… dead? Oh no, my pretty… the Himalayan is very much alive.” Suyin was shocked. She’d kill him anyway, but what was this creep talking about? Suyin had said good-bye to Somalin’s decapitated head before unplugging it. “Here, I can bring you to her… she’s beautiful… er… or I should say ‘they are beautiful’.” Suyin was totally confused but had to admit to herself that she still felt Somalin’s presence. “Come my pretty, your beautiful friend awaits.” Jari led the assassin to a small elevator hidden behind a file cabinet. The two stepped in, Suyin still clutching the syringe and scalpel. Jari pushed LD (Lower Deck). The elevator took 15 seconds to reach the bottom deck of the rusty freighter. The doors opened and Suyin looked out on a large cargo hold converted to a laboratory. This lab must have been 200 feet long and contained what looked like 1,000 hyperbaric chambers, or contraptions that resembled hyperbaric chambers. Each chamber was plugged into a series of computers and dozens of tubes protruded out of them into individual beakers. Jari didn’t wait for the Chinese sex toy to speak, “Somalin… er, I should say 658 Somalins.” Jari could see the Asian babe was still not comprehending. “See, I have 1,000 specimens, made from Somalin’s DNA and infused with some DNA from perfect female specimens. I know they don’t look like Somalin, but in 27,000 hours, 658 Somalins’ will be walking around this freighter. I know you see 1,000 stations, but I estimate 342 of them will be sacrificed so most can live. If problems develop, which usually do in these types of projects, I will use real Somalins’ to fix them. If Unit 235 develops a leaky valve or faulty pineal gland, instead of trying to find a perfect donor, another Somalin will be the donor.” The Himalayan Devil Woman

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“658 Somalins’?” Suyin was stunned. The thought of an army of Somalins’ was quite an arousal for the Asian nymphomaniac assassin. Suyin was not aware that she was nodding as she said these words. “The Somalins’ will be mine.” Suyin knew she needed to keep Jari alive in order to bring Somalin or hundreds of Somalins’ back from the grave. Jari was already going down that road. “My China doll…” Suyin glared at him… no one called Suyin Wong “China Doll” and lived. Jari picked up on her displeasure and started again, “My Chinese love, I need you. I need someone to teach the Somalin army to kill, to seduce, to love, to destroy, to satisfy any man or woman.” Suyin was still nodding. “You can kill me if you want, but then all these specimens will die.” Jari gently removed the scalpel and syringe from Suyin’s sweaty hands, “I don’t think we need these anymore, do we?” Suyin couldn’t stop a tear from rolling down her left cheek. “Now, how about if you strip out of that uniform, perform oral sex on me, and we’ll discuss terms of our arrangement.” Jari wondered how this suggestion would be received by the Asian. To Jari’s surprise, Suyin carefully removed her red uniform revealing that black lacy underwear and began removing Jari’s clothes. Jari was instantly erect and Suyin would satisfy him in front of 1,000 of these future Somalins’. After a good amount of oral sex, Jari ripped Suyin’s undergarments off, slammed her onto the floor and slapped her silly. Suyin spread her legs willingly and Jari entered her with the force of a torpedo. Jari believed Suyin was his… his love slave. Suyin knew better.

The Arrangement

Both Suyin and Jari were bruised and sweaty on the floor below some contraption which kept the temperature in the hyperbaric chambers constant. They had slapped, punched, swapped a lot of spit, probed, and made violent love in front of the future Somalin army. Someday, Suyin hoped, she would be gang-raped by this future army. Jari, however, was turned on by the Chinese assassin.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION She was perfect for him. She enjoyed being abused and humiliated. She knew things that no other woman knew. This would be the perfect tutor for Miss France. Jari leaned over to Suyin’s battered and shiny body and began licking the sweat off of her breasts. Suyin fantasized about Somalin’s tongue on her body… soon. Jari spoke, “You can be my partner. I need you for so many jobs. I need you to satisfy my manly needs on demand… I need you to train this future army.” Jari motioned to the specimens in the chambers. “Soon I will introduce you to my bride to be, Miss France.” Suyin had to struggle not to laugh. She wondered if all Swedes were moronic narcissists. Jari had thought this out. “You will teach her those moves you just did on me.” Suyin again stifled a laugh. The Swedish moron had no idea her efforts were right out of a Japanese porn magazine. The vixen hadn’t even shown him the Venusian Eclipse. She was saving that for the fulfillment of her master plan. “Especially that maneuver you did while massaging my tally whacker at the same time…” Jari paused… exactly what was that other thing she was doing with her other hand, “…well, you know, while you were doing that thing with your other hand.” Suyin took this move, which Jari loved so much, out of the diary of a novice Japanese whore she had murdered.” “Whatever,” Suyin hoped her response didn’t sound too bored. Jari continued, “I know you are adept at threesomes. You will choreograph some fantasy threesomes for you, me, and Miss France. You will incorporate a scenario with a bullfighter and two flamenco dancers… a fireman and two college girls he saves from a burning dormitory… then one where I am a caveman, thawed out from ice after a million years, and I wake up in a hospital and rape two nurses.” Jari was sure he impressed his new Asian love slave, “This should be enough to start. Check Inga’s closets for the costumes.” Suyin was fantasizing about eating Jari. Who was this Miss France? Suyin would inspect her and maybe have passionate sex with her and feed her some of Jari. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION She offered a seductive smile to her new Swedish partner and cooed, “whatever you wish my love.” Suyin had to be careful, sounding to cooperative would draw the suspicions of the Swedish madscientist. “I have needs, are you prepared to meet them?” Jari looked confused and a little hurt. “I’ll have vicious sex with you three times a week, what more do you need?” Suyin responded in Mandarin, “You fucking lunatic, I’m going to sauté your balls and feed them to the fishes!” Jari looked confused, so Suyin responded in English, “I need more than that from anyone I want. I want to inspect Miss France and if I decide, I will ravage her non-stop for days.” The Chinese nymphomaniac was merely being polite, she would do this with or without Jari’s blessing. In fact, without his blessing would be more fun. “Whoa! No! The Frenchy is mine,” Jari was quite defensive. Sensing Suyin wasn’t going to relent, the mad scientist referred to his Jim Mitchell leadership and communication training. “Listen to you oriental skank, I think we can find a compromise in which we both win.” Suyin Wong also had the same training and retorted in Mandarin, “Okay, I’ll castrate you and shove your man organ down Miss France’s throat until she chokes to death.” Again, her new business partner looked confused, as he understood no Mandarin. Jari didn’t understand a word Suyin just said but was ready to make Suyin an offer she couldn’t refuse. “Okay, you don’t get Miss France, but I’ll give you Miss Iceland, Miss Malta, Miss Uruguay, Miss Canada, and Miss South Korea.” Now Suyin was surprised. “You may use and abuse them, but I want it recorded so I can watch it at a later date.” Jari just remembered an important point, “Oops, you can’t have Miss South Korea.” The Chinese nymphomaniac sensed she had Jari on the ropes, “No deal, you must throw in the Korean.” Suyin remembered the Korean stewardesses who humiliated her and desired to torture Miss South Korea in bloody fashion… with electricity and a nail gun. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Looking like a schoolboy caught peeking at girly magazines Jari confessed, “She is no longer here, she… eh…well… she had an accident.” So Jari did it to the Korean before she could… too bad. “Fine the four you just mentioned, plus I get Inga’s chambers including her laboratory, clothes, shoes, computers, diaries, sex toys, and videos.” Jari had no idea what Inga kept in her chambers, “Deal!”

The Wedding

The crew of the Icelandic Dawn was kept away from the mad scientist and his laboratories below deck. Today was a special day, however. The sixteen remaining crew members and their captain, Nils Nilsson, would oversee Jari’s wedding to Miss France. The Chinese vixen was charged by Jari to prep the French minx for the wedding. The naked fourth-place finisher in the Miss World pageant was brought to the former chambers of Miss Sweden and delivered to the Chinese beauty. Neither spoke each other’s language, hence Suyin summoned Miss Canada. This beauty spoke French and English and Suyin needed to communicate with the French beauty. Miss Canada was blonde and blue-eyed and the same size as Inga. Naked, bruised and shivering, Miss Canada had a dead man’s (or dead woman’s) stare. She had been raped, humiliated, and broken. With two naked beauties, Suyin went to work. The Chinese assassin stripped out of the hot pink, latex jumpsuit she commandeered from Inga’s closet and led her two new friends to a huge shower room. Shower heads surrounded the three beauties in a stall six feet by six feet. The water shot out hard and hot and instantly the three new friends were soaked with steamy water. With some oversized pink sponges, Suyin lathered both women up and kept wiping them down, and re-lathering them. She then shaved their legs, groin, and underarms. Miss Canada responded with some sensual moans. Suyin then used her ten fingers and tongue and went to work on Miss Canada as Miss France watched. The soft, sensual moans of this Canuck were replaced by passionate and wild screaming. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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Suyin motioned for Miss France and the Frenchy moved in with her ten fingers and tongue. The shock and malaise of Miss Canada was replaced by life again. Suyin now had a translator. No sense in rushing into a conversation, Suyin kept the orgy going for another half hour. The three women were exhausted as Miss Canada’s return to life benefitted her two new friends. Both Miss France and Suyin were recipients of what Miss Canada called the ‘Ottawa O-Ring.’ It wasn’t the Venusian Eclipse, but Suyin had to admit, it did have its charm. The three beauties smoked unfiltered Virginia Slims as they lounged on Inga’s heart-shaped bed, redsatin bed-clothes now disheveled, Suyin began talking. Miss Canada’s French was so seductive, Suyin thought, and she began using run-on sentences so she could hear more of it. After 90 minutes the trio of vixens was on the same page. Maryeve Valmont and Miss Canada were exhausted and Suyin left them on the bed. Suyin, however, had needs… pure, unbridled, violent heterosexual sex! Next stop, the bridge… Captain Nils Nilsson. With the wedding now 75 minutes away, Suyin had time. The hulking Swedish captain was the perfect choice. He’d led a man’s life and knew a lot about women like Suyin. The two didn’t disappoint each other. After it was over Suyin made a mental note to fix herself up with a spray tan to hide her new bruises. Suyin and Nils left the bridge together and met the wedding party and guests on the deck. Maryeve Valmont was clad in some white lacy lingerie and stockings. Instead of appropriate high heels, she wore shiny white go-go boots. Miss Iceland, Miss Canada, Miss Malta, and Miss Uruguay were the maids of honor, clad in skin-tight latex jumpsuits. Nils kept the ceremony short (22 seconds), and Now Maryeve Valmont was betrothed to the mad Swedish scientist.

The Caveman

Suyin had to admit that the caveman fantasy of Jari was actually a turn on for her.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION The dormitory girls’ scenario was juvenile and the bullfighter one was so passé, but the caveman and nurses’ fantasy… silly but rather kinky. Thanks to Inga’s BDSM collection, Suyin and Maryeve found some white, leather lingerie with red crosses on the front. Inga also had some nurse’s hats which the two vixens would attach to their heads with bobby-pins. Both women were now ready. Maryeve knew she would have to endure the unendurable in just a few minutes, but the end results would be glorious. Jari waited patiently to consummate his wedding. The ceremony may have only lasted seconds, but the wait for his new bride and the Chinese nymphomaniac to get ready lasted a couple of hours. He was ready to explode. He donned a leopard-skin toga, brown sandals, and a large plastic club. He arrived at his daughter’s chambers, now Suyin’s, and found the main bedroom was converted to a large hospital room. As instructed, Jari laid on the hospital bed and pretended to be in a coma. Suyin worked hard to increase the mood of the room. She mounted a 52-inch flat-screen and loaded the video of her being gang-raped (over and over). There would be dozens of them and Suyin was oddly fascinated by the level of torture and humiliation inflicted upon her. Jari laid on the bed and admired the show emanating from the flat-screen. The brute on top of the Chinese nympho had some amazing moves. The way his pelvis thrust forward to both hurt and satisfy the vixen simultaneously was pure art. He intended to do it on Miss France in just a few minutes. Showtime! Both women traipsed into the room, ignoring Jari. They giggled and Suyin started, “…the way you put that IV in his arm… so hot… I want you.” The dialog between the two cosplay nurses was unrehearsed and stupid… but Jari didn’t care. Miss France, now Mrs. Jari Sundin said something in French, no one knew what, but it sounded so sexy. Suyin and Maryeve then embraced each other and began pawing the other up and down their torsos. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION The duo groaned in sexual pleasure and then shoved their tongues in each other’s oral cavity. Miss France fondled Suyin’s breasts as Suyin’s long arms allowed her fingers to explore up the skirt of her partner. Maryeve’s body, with all of its orifices, was perfectly accommodating to everything Suyin wanted to do to her. Maryeve seemed to be made for violation and submission. The French beauty seemed to push her entire being onto Suyin. Though technically Maryeve was the submissive during this lesbian exchange, her erotic emanations controlled all of Suyin’s fingers and lips… Suyin was beckoned by the vixen in a very mystical sense. Suyin’s mystical experience was coming to an abrupt end. Jari had to act, his libido was off the chart. The caveman wannabe left his bed and approached the sensual nurses who invaded his room. With a roar, he raised his toy club and conked Suyin on her noggin. Miss France screamed as Suyin feigned unconsciousness. As Suyin lay on the floor, Jari grabbed Maryeve and threw her onto the bed. As Maryeve cried out in terror, Suyin was hoisted onto a chair. Jari then approached his wife, slapped her silly a few times, and ripped off her white lingerie and stockings. Maryeve kept yelling in French, and Jari was almost in ecstasy. With the torn remnants of Maryeve’s costume, Jari tied Suyin’s ankles to the chair legs and wrists to the arms of the same chair. He then shoved Maryeve’s white lace panties in Suyin’s mouth and duct taped it closed. Suyin was impressed that Jari was following her script to a tee. With Suyin out of the picture, for now, Jari hopped onto the bed and mounted Maryeve. With the grace of a drunk longshoreman, Jari consummated the wedding. The pelvic thrusts hurt Maryeve a lot, but vengeance would be hers, she thought. In only 60 seconds of Jari’s uncontrolled passion, Maryeve would suffer bruises on her groin, abdomen, breasts, and face. Jari hadn’t planned on finishing so soon, but when a syringe was inserted in a strategic spot in his neck, he was done.

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Suyin had no trouble in removing the ties that bound her to the chair. Maryeve was barely conscious and blood flowed down her cheek from her lip which Jari had busted. With the push of a button, Miss Uruguay, Miss Iceland, Miss Canada, and Miss Malta entered. As had been planned and rehearsed, the beauties went to work. Miss Canada and Miss Iceland carefully carried the limp Maryeve to the same shower Miss Canada was revived in. There, Miss Canada taught the Ottawa O-Ring to Miss Iceland while the two revived Maryeve. Miss Malta and Miss Uruguay dragged the unconscious Jari into Inga’s former laboratory, now Suyin’s laboratory secured him to a gurney and fixed him up with an IV which would prevent him from regaining consciousness. Miss Uruguay’s hate for this Swede who raped her so violently put a smile on her face as she wheeled over a cart of surgical saws. Both ladies averted their gaze at the horrific sight that lay just two meters from Jari’s confined body. Suyin had some time. Clad in her white nurse get-up, and go-go boots, she needed sex. She told the five ladies that she would see them in two hours. Nils would be on the bridge. She would attack Nils with a vengeance until he put her down with a few hard slaps. Then she would be his, at least for an hour or so. This pleasure would cost Nils a little blood and much pain. In return, Suyin would also shed some blood and endure the same level of pain and bruising.

World Domination

Suyin could not have been more fortunate. Putting up with the beatings, torture, gang rapes, humiliation, and retarded Swedes was starting to yield benefits. Soon, a little less than 27,000 hours she would have Somalin back… and then some. With an army of Himalayan devil women, the world was hers. The Americans and Russians were a joke as world-super powers go… and the Chinese? Suyin knew the Chinese well… they were a dysfunctional joke. Miss Malta was a pre-med student and Miss Uruguay was a nursing student until she and the pageant turned them into love-vixens. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Both these beauties were of great help with the surgery that took place in Suyin’s lab. Inga’s notes were also of great help. Now, in a tray, was the head of Jari Sundin. The poor schmuck, Suyin thought. Miss Malta and Miss Uruguay were not as flattering to the memory of the mad Swedish doctor. His violent rape of them ended their hopes of vocations in the medical industry. Miss Malta took the saw to two of his arms and neck, but not before Miss Uruguay snipped off his man organ with some hedgeclippers and then sawed off his legs. After studying Inga’s notes, the Chinese nymphomaniac drilled holes in Jari’s skull and placed a number of electrodes into his brain. Suyin would keep Jari’s brain sexually stimulated as she still needed Jari to voluntarily tell her the next steps in the Somalin plan. Jari was all too eager to feed Suyin the information she requested. Suyin, also for Jari’s benefit, would not allow Jari to know the identity of his new sex toy. Jari’s brain waves were treated to some of the most deviant and violent sex imaginable. Suyin was proud of herself. Inga’s notes didn’t mention anything about two heads interacting. Nevertheless, Suyin figured it out. Though Jari’s head lay only one meter from his new sex-toy, their eyes were fixed to opposite sides of the room. If Jari’s eyes saw who he was humiliating, torturing, and raping… his good cheer might not have lasted. The electrodes that attached their brain waves, with adjustments to allow Jari’s thoughts to be dominant, was Suyin’s final joke on the Swedish slut, Inga. As Jari, at least in his thoughts and brain-waves, went to town on his daughter, Inga would be destined to a life of torture, humiliation, and incest. The duct tape that sealed Inga’s oral cavity prevented her from a desperate plea of…“Daddy.”

Epilogue

It just wasn’t fair. In the psyche of serial killers, fairness was important. The ravishing and perfect Miss South Korea’s fate was something the world would pay for. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Koreans could get tortured, raped, and gutted… and no one would care. If a Chinese slut or Japanese skank was even looked at wrong, the world community would throw a fit and maybe lob a couple of nuclear bombs. Kim Soon Kyung was a patriot. He would delegate justice. Two weeks ago, he traveled to Tokyo for step one. Etsuko Fukada… Miss Japan, had made it home from the Miss World Pageant. The Japanese public fawned over this beauty… soon to be TV hostess. Most of Korea’s ills in modern times were of the fault of the Japanese and Kim Soon Kyung wasn’t going to allow the Japanese to get out of this horrific pageant episode unscathed. Kim surveilled Miss Fukada for seven days and made his move. Every day at 2:30 pm the Japanese beauty would spend six minutes in the tanning bed in the gym of her luxury apartment building. On this particular day, Kim Soon Kyung secreted himself in the tanning room and waited. The beautiful Etsuko Fukada entered, removed a red robe revealing her bikini-clad body. In another moment, the beauty removed both pieces of her shiny red bikini. However beautiful Miss Fukada was, Kim Soon Kyung saw her as a wild boar. The Korean serial killer would make sure Japan shared in the horror and heartbreak. As the nude beauty lay on her back on the tanning bed, the serial killer sprung into action. Kim Soon Kyung grabbed the two pieces of the red bikini off the floor and popped up beside the tanning bed. Etsuko, who was into sexual fantasy role-playing, looked half horrified and half aroused. This dichotomy didn’t last as Kim Soon Kyung shoved the panties of her bikini in her mouth and sealed them in with a generous strip of gray duct tape. Miss Japan was paralyzed with fear now and the Korean tormentor was now aroused himself. With a box-cutter, the psycho began carving… Miss Fukada’s abdomen, forehead, thighs, and breasts were turned into ground beef. It took Miss Japan 43 minutes to die of exposure and shock. Upon her death, Kim Soon Kyung raped the bloody corpse, unsealed her mouth and removed the red bikini panties… souvenir. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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THE XTREM COLLECTION Present day: The Korean psycho pulled out the red panties and wiped salt water spray off of his face. The Icelandic Dawn lay two kilometers in front of his speed boat in the rough North Atlantic. Step two of avenging the death of the most beautiful woman who ever lived, Miss South Korea, and two sultry Korean stewardesses, was to dissect the she-devils who shared in fostering this carnage. China would pay just as Japan paid… Suyin Wong was next on Kim Soon Kyung’s “to-do” list. The Korean psycho estimated his speed boat was 75 seconds away from the Icelandic Dawn…

About Christopher Zisi

Christopher Zisi is an American horror writer from Fredericksburg, Virginia. In 2013 he created the blog “Zisi Emporium for B Movies” which showcases his thoughts and witticisms of horror, exploitation, and science fiction films. To date, over 1000 films have been reviewed on this blog. Mr. Zisi has published five books which include compilations of his reviews and one of his own horror poetry. Before writing about horror full time, Christopher Zisi was a Special Agent for the Federal Bureau of Investigation. During his 25-year career with the Bureau, Zisi conducted drug and organized crime investigations in the Baltimore Field Office and eventually moved to the FBI’s training academy in Quantico, Virginia. At Quantico, he taught interviewing and interrogation, detection of deception, and also issues relating to police shootings. The FBI sent Zisi to 25 countries (including Vietnam, Cambodia, Poland, and Indonesia) to teach interrogation and detection of deception. Pursuing his interests, Christopher has become certified in paranormal, cryptozoological, and UFO investigations. Since retiring in 2015 he has become a full-time writer and traveler. Chris is almost done visiting all 50 states and after that’s completion, will embark on visiting all of the Canadian provinces.Christopher Zisi is married to a musician and has two children in college. Later this year he will publish The Ghosts of Brisbane.

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Born: The Himalayas (at 20,000 feet) Ethnicity: Chinese, Indian, Pakistani, Nepalese Monikers: Himalayan Devil Woman, Slayer of the Weak, Eater of the Weak, The Demon Seductress, and Cannibal Fiend. Somalin survived high up in The Himalayas for what is estimated to be 25 years. How she got there is still a mystery, however, shortly after her capture, the governments of India and Pakistan were able to determine her as the cause of death for many of their soldiers on patrol near the border. Her ability to make weapons out of human bones helped keep her alive. These weapons easily killed yaks, birds, goats, and humans. A master hunter, Somalin was able to nourish herself and stay physically strong. Upon her capture, the Himalayan Devil Woman brought her cannibalism, homicidal tendencies, and charm to Mumbai where she found work as a cocktail waitress at a 6-star hotel. While working as a cocktail waitress, Somalin realized her attraction to men. For the first time in her estimated 25 years, Somalin began enjoying sexual intercourse. Because she would eat her partner, the Himalayan Devil Woman went through hundreds of men. Her sexual desires became more animalistic than most cosmopolitan humans, thus her jealousy resulted in the annihilation and eating of dozens of women at the same hotel. Somalin remains a mystery and many who met her (and lived) will not speak of her. Her current whereabouts are unknown and many theories exist as to her fate. The Himalayan Devil Woman

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