Pipp's Final Stream

by headless_rainbow

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Pipp Petals, Porn, Fetish, My Little Pony: A New Generation, Tragedy, Profanity, Non-consensual, Violence, Sex, Death, Gore
Length: 5595

Pipp is ponynapped by a crazy darknet streamer whose special guests tend to not survive the stream, but at least the stream makes a lot of bits. Live-streamed rape, snuff, and necrophilia ensue.

Pipp is ponynapped by a crazy darknet streamer whose special guests tend to not survive the stream, but at least the stream makes a lot of bits. Live-streamed rape, snuff, and necrophilia ensue.

Tags: anal, asphyxiation, beating, betrayal, blood, blowjob, donations, exhibitionism, eye sex, humiliation, livestreaming, necrophilia, rape, snuff, vaginal, violence, voyeurism

Published 2024-06-27 16:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2024-06-27 16:40:02 UTC

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When the livestream started, it was centered on the limp body hanging from the ceiling. The pink pegasus was suspended by a leather harness that held tightly around her midsection, and her purple tail was held in an upward position by another strap. Around her neck was clearly a noose, yet with the other straps holding her, it hung loosely around her neck. The sack over her head hid her face, her body facing the camera. Her cutie mark of crowned musical notes wasn’t visible to the audience, though many would realize that the bound mare was none other than the princess, Pipp Petals.

“Hello there my little corpseflies!” the lime green unicorn stallion came into frame. His offensively-colored coat was matched by his mane and eyes. “And a special welcome to all the pippsqueaks that showed up from my advertising on her stream channel.”

“Mmmph?” Pipp grunted at the sudden voice, but couldn’t say much else.

“This is Carrion Crasher,” Corpse gave his charming streaming alias. “And I have a very special guest that I’ve been promising my corpseflies for a while now. Bet ya thought I couldn’t pull it off!”

With that, Carrion grabbed the bag with his telekinesis to yank it off her head, officially revealing Pipp underneath. The reason for her inability to speak was clear, as there was a tightly fitted ball gag lodged between her teeth. Her eyes were wide and unblinking, hyperventilating around the gag, her fur visibly matted with sweat.

“But you probably want me to shut up and get to the fun stuff,” Carrion laughed. “Well for that to happen, gonna need your donations. You can see the bar on the side, getting taller as donations come in. And on the side of that, what I’ll do to her at different thresholds.. And yes, I really will do all that to her!”

Pipp’s eyes moved around to locate the bar he was talking about, and her already wide gaze grew even wider. She instinctively started to struggle in the harness, rocking back and forth as her body twitched. She looked at Carrion as if to ascertain if he was really serious, and she seemed to immediately notice his excitement as her eyes locked on the male’s unsheathed stallionhood hanging beneath him, already fully erect.

“Looks like she has an opinion on that,” laughed Carrion again. He loosened the gag with his telekinesis, unwrapping it and popping the ball free of her drooling mouth so she could amuse the viewers.

“Somepony please call for help!” Pipp screamed at the scream. “You’ll be rewarded for sure, please! Come on Pippsqueaks!” Tears rolled down her face, whole body shivering as she hung there. She would probably be flapping her wings too if they weren’t bound by the harness.

The scrolling chat was alive with text: “I really hope we reach the top!” “My dick is so hard right now!”, “OMG! I love her so Much!! Hi Princess Pipp!!”

“Oh they can’t trace our little darknet broadcast, Princess,” Carrion told her. “It looks like the only thing they’ve done though is pass the first donation goal. 10,000 bits for a closeup of the goods.”

Carrion took a second camera around behind her, letting the audience see both her face and the other. He centered the second one on her taunt slit and little pucker of a tailhole. Using his magic, he pulled her pristine princess pussy open, stretching out the lips to show them the brighter pink interior, shining with slight moisture. Her ass was stretched open as well, and though the insides were visibly drier, it was no less inviting.

The chat was treated to her face blushing brightly as she bit her lip, closing her eyes in shame at how she was being displayed. She dangled there helplessly, her shaky body jiggling her breasts slightly, visible beneath her precious entrances.

“She’s a virgin for sure,” Carrion said. “But not for long if you keep those donations up.”

“Please just stop…” Pipp begged, keeping her eyes closed and choking on a sob as her beautiful face was drenched by her tears.

Carrion ignored her pleas, and chat was growing more excited as the donations rolled in: “I can’t believe this is happening!”, “Guys I think this is real.” “Of course it’s real, dumbass, take out your dick and enjoy!”

“But first, looks like we passed 25,000 bits,” Carrion said. “Time for princess pinata!” He left the second camera behind her to get another angle, and turned another on for a side shot as well. His heavy erection continued to dangle beneath him, impatiently waiting its turn, and instead Carrion’s magic picked up a hoofball bat.

“Oh hoofmas please don’t!” Pipp screamed, her harness creaking as she frantically kicked her legs. “Please! Please! PLE-”

As Carrion swung the bat from below to knock the wind out of her, her pleading turned into a groan. He slammed it down onto her back several times, the filly thrashing about as the crack of the bat elicited a beautiful scream. One of her bound wings was sitting at an odd angle as if the bone had been snapped. Next he swung it up from between her hind legs, slamming it into her jiggling breasts, then swinging from the side to bash directly at her pussy.

The beating continued as she was covered in purple and blue bruises. She moaned in pain as her thrashing became dull twitching from the impacts. Her legs could barely move without pain, one of her front broken to the point that one could see a shard of bone poking through the damaged skin. The area around her pussy and breasts were especially blackened from impacts, making sure the barest touch there would cause her further agony.

Her head didn’t get it quite as bad, since Carrion wanted her to remain conscious, but he still came down on her smout to shatter the bone, blood now drooling from her muzzle, having spit out several teeth onto the floor. Both her eyes were blackened, one of them nearly swollen shut. As she hung their limp, her better eye moved to the screen to realize that the next threshold had been met while she was taking her beating.

She glanced at the chat as well, though wished she hadn’t: “Wow I think I discovered a new fetish.” “I already came!” “Get to the rape already!”

“See it, Princess?” Carrion asked. “50,000 means my cock finally gets some attention, so open wide.”

Pipp cried quietly, but no longer bothered to say anything; her jaw hurt too much anyway. The rope holding her up creaked as he propped himself up against her front, and she looked cross-eyed at the tip of his shaft as it booped her bloody nose. Perhaps she was afraid of another go with the bat, because she slowly opened her muzzle for him, her face clenching with disgust even as she did so.

He held her muzzle open with his magic just in case, but she seemed too emotionally whipped after the beating. Pushing forward, he sank his tip between her lips, then pressed to the back of her throat with no delay. Her eye widened, not expecting him to go so far so fast, and she gagged wetly against the shaft when it forced its way into her throat. He held her head with his front hooves, making sure to still give the cameras a good view, and braced her as he pushed deeper.

“I love seeing a mare broken in more ways than one,” Carrion panted. “And I know my corpseflies love it too. Hopefully some of your pippsqueaks are discovering new desires as well. I bet you’d be surprised at how many of your own fans are masturbating furiously to this, even knowing what’s next.”

Carrion pushed until his belly smacked against her broken nose, his sack swinging to smack against her chin. Her neck was visibly bloated with the girth of his shaft, and their fans could see the movement as he started heavy thrusts against her face. All she could do was choke violently against him, her throat’s rejection giving him a massage as he continued to take her. The smacks against her were audible as her saliva dribbled down his balls.

“Defiling a Princess… even sweeter than I imagined,” Carrion purred down at her. “Even with the higher prices, I bet we’ll meet every goal to see this happen to royalty. I mean it's a once-in-a-lifetime sight… unless I can nab your sister one day at least. Though I’m still betting more will pay to see you defiled than would for her.”

The unbruised portions of her face were turning slightly blue as she was denied air for longer, and she started to struggle more. He groaned at the increased writhing, and thrust more rapidly with each passing moment. Soon his muscles were clenched as he drilled her throat with his full length, pulsating so hard that the audience could see the throbbing through her neck.

He arched his back as he finally hit his first peak, and a jet of disgusting spunk shot down her gullet. After packing it in, he pulled himself back enough to splatter more into her mouth. Even as her body heaved to get breathes, her gums and tongue were coated with musky cum. The last few jets shot onto her black eyes, burning at her wounds and stinging.

“Well look at that.” Carrion smacked her face with his still erect shaft a few times, then looked back at the screen. “We’re past the 100,000 needed for your pussy, and almost at the 200,000 needed for your asshole. Let’s get started on those, shall we?”

Pipp gagged a few more times at the taste of the slime in her muzzle, spitting out what she could while he walked around to her other end. She instinctively pressed her hind legs together as much as she could. As she continued to weep quietly, she still couldn’t take her eyes off the chat: “Recording this to watch later, and I’m subbing to him for sure!”, “Say goodbye to your virginity, slut!”, “I hope he catches Zipp someday too, I want this to happen to both of them.”

Carrion moved one of the cameras beneath her, aiming upwards for a prime view of penetration, just a bit off to the side so the inevitable dribblings wouldn’t cover the lens. As he mounted his victim, he snugged his moist tip between her labia, moving it up and down as if to tease both the chat and her. No doubt her purity meant a lot to her as Princess, and he wanted to savor every second of stripping it away.

Yanking her hind legs apart so the camera would get a nice view, he pressed himself between her clenched lips, pushing them apart as he sank inside her. No sooner had he touched her cherry that he pushed through it, giving her no time to become accustomed to the stinging of her first time. He didn’t stop until his tip impacted the door to her womb, shaking as he felt her tunnel convulse in resistance.

He worked into a rapid stroke, repeatedly smashing into her cervix. He worked his hooves over her flanks, putting pressure on any bruises he could to increase her discomfort and make sure she never stopped squirming for him. Soon his balls were once again slapping against her body as the wet sound of their penetration filled the room. Her bruised labia added more of a dull throbbing pain on top of all the rest.

The camera centered on her face was giving a show for the viewers too. The renewed torment had her outright sobbing once again, bloody snot drooling from her nose as she choked on the agony. Her face twisted in despair and humiliation, her delightful squeals adding to the intensity of the wicked entertainment.

Indeed, a surprising number of her own fans had stuck around to watch their favorite streamer suffer. As the donations scrolled across the screen, she caught names she recognized from her own biggest donors. It sealed her humiliation, knowing her own fans were paying bits to make sure her torment continued. And still the evil comments continued: “I envy him so much!”, “Who else here is gooning?”, “Not me I came twice already!”.

“Fuck…” Carrion groaned. “Out of all the mares I’ve done this to, I don’t think I’ve ever had a pussy that twitched and twisted like this. This really is a royal rape.”

As his cock was coated with her pussy juice and virgin blood, he continued to bash the entrance to her young womb. Finally her cervix gave, and his tip invaded within. Only then did his belly fully press against her shivering bottom with each thrust. It gave her a new source of agony, but for him the grip of the deep opening clenching around his tip was incredible. As he began to flare and his tip widened, it tore open her inner sanctum even more.

Pipp’s belly swelled slightly with his girth, especially with the flare, and he began pounding her even harder, groaning as he felt his orgasm gradually approaching. The large stallion leaned over her further, turning her head and forcing her into a deep kiss to humiliate her further. He slurped the taste of her blood and his own cum from her muzzle as she scrunched her face up. Then running his tongue up her face, he took in the taste of her tears as well.

“Such a sweet young thing,” gasped Carrion. “Flying fuck I’m gonna cum so hard! You ready for her to get a womb full, corpseflies? How about you, pippsqueaks?”

The chat seemed to approve: “Yeah, fuck our Princess full!”, “Not a proper rape until you cream her!”, “Finish and get to her ass already!”

Carrion held it as long as he could, savoring every inner seizure as they rippled down his throbbing shaft. When he finished, he creamed every bit as hard as he promised, painting her uterus white with his sperm and continuing to thrust to pack it all deep inside her. Continuing to geyser into her, he rode his climax for as long as he could, making sure the young filly’s deepest reaches were properly desecrated.

He yanked free with a long lewd slurp, spunk dribbling from her pussy. Seeing another threshold had been passed already, her didn’t wait before immediately pressing his tip to her tight pucker, using her pussy juice as lubricant to force himself against her tailhole next.

She knew what was coming, but still squealed as he popped inside, prying her rear entry open and forcing himself into the clenching reaches beyond. Pipp immediately pulsed around him, gripping like a vice as she resisted the entry, only serving to bring the stallion more pleasure in the process. Her rectum was stretched wide as he pushed all the way in on the first thrust, the filly taken in ways she had never wanted.

“Looks like they want ALL your holes to taste my cum, Princess,” Carrion laughed at the violently shaking mare. “I’m more than glad to oblige.” His body shook almost as much as hers as he fucked away the royal anal virginity as well, having always wanted to do this to somepony so important. He looked forward to the freakishness of his deed spreading far and wide.

His cock flared out again as he continued to pump into her, pulling her open even further. The lubrication was drying and the friction started to even burn at him a bit, but he held on knowing that it tortured her so much more. Sweat dripping from his body, he panted and used all he has to heave his hips into her again and again. He was determined to give her the brutal assrape that his fans, and a lot of hers, wanted to see.

Pipp was utterly exhausted, mouth hanging open and eye glazed over as she stared at the screen. Her face was slack with pure shock, twitching from time to time as she grunted or squeaked. Her legs were hanging limp, but still shaking with the rest of her body. All the helpless filly could do was hang there as her ass was ravaged on and on.

Carrion used his magic to uncork a nearby potion and gulp it down, meant to give him more energy, but it was still going to take longer to blow his wad on his third go. Pipp had to endure her rectum being scraped out for a good half hour before he started to rise once again towards his climax.

“So innocent and undeserving,” Carrion groaned. “Such a nice young filly, completely ruined. And that just makes it so much hotter, right everyone?... damn gonna nut this ass full…” As he pounded her, he salivated on her face, but she was so shocked that she didn’t even blink when drool dribbled across her open eye. She was too far gone to even cry, only able to squeak with each buck of his hips.

Even though the stream was well into its second hour, the chat was still into it: “Her face…”, “Yeah this bitch is broke.”, “Keep donating, I want to see it all!”.

He shot his load deep into her asshole, once again painting her insides. He packed it in with more heavy slow thrusts, continuing to milk his cock in her vicegrip of an ass until he was once again drained of seed. He enjoyed every second, mockingly patting her head before pulling himself free. His semi-hard shaft flopped back beneath him as her tailhole leaked his seed.

“Hm, not at the next level,” mused Carrion. “I know 1,000,000 gil is a lot, but don’t you all want to see this royal bitch die? To see the life fade from her eyes?”

“Please don’t donate…” Pipp’s voice was hollow and barely audible.

“Oh sweetheart,” Carrion laughed at her. “I’mma murder your ass no matter what, or does this count as an assassination? Either way, the donations just decide if they get to watch.”

It looked like they might not get to, but then a single large donation scrolled across the screen. It bore the text “I’ve never been this wet in my life, Let’s end this broken slut!”

“1,000,000 gil donation?” Carrion’s own voice was a bit hollow now. “That puts us above the 1.5 million necro threshold too! Damn, ZipZipZorray, you really wanna rub one out to this huh? Well let’s give you exactly what you paid for then, some hot snuff and cold necro after!”

“No…” Pipp gasped. “Is that… can’t be… why?”

The chat was ecsatic: “Chad move!”, “Killing AND corpse fucking? Awesome!” “I love her so much, but I am SO HARD to see her fucking die!”

“Ready for death, Princess?” Carrion said gently right at Pipp’s ear. He mockingly licked at her ear.

“Yes…” Pipp answered without hesitation.

“Not like it’d matter if you weren’t!” laughed Carrion. He used his magic to unlatch the harness from around her torso, letting her hooves touch the floor again. She immediately collapsed, now held up only by the noose around her neck. She made no attempt to pull herself back up, just softly choking against the rope.

Carrion wanted a good show though, so he pulled the rope higher, tugging her limp body upwards by her neck, not stopping until she was just high enough for her hind legs to dangle off the floor. He used his magic to move a camera high to train it on her face, getting a side view again with another while a third looked directly upwards at her crotch again. Her body stayed limp, gagging quietly.

Her face was blank, but slowly discoloring at the lack of air. She stared at the camera as if imagining all the ponies watching her and masturbating furiously to her execution. Though she didn’t resist, her body was still shivering all over as she was hanged.

“That’s it, let it happen Princess,” Carrion said, standing on his hind legs in front of her and leaning his forelegs over her shoulders as if to pull her downward more firmly. He leaned forward and kissed her, pushing his tongue around her muzzle, and was surprised when she responded to the kiss, her own tongue darting against his. She even tilted her head slightly for a better angle as she french-kissed her own murderer.

When she felt his cock throb against her belly again, she spread her hind legs apart, then actually lifted her legs up to grasp at his hips. She rolled her hips against him, pushing herself against his tip as he moved into position. As she audibly slurped into the kiss, he pushed his erection into her pussy once more, this time easily pushing all the way through her slick passage and past her ruined cervix for his belly to press against her own.

One of her forelegs was broken beyond use, but the other reached around to curiously feel of her own belly, tracing the hoof down the bulge there and then reaching towards him, pulling him closer until more of their bodies pressed together. Her hips pushed against his as her started to thrust, keeping time with his powerful hip movements and clinging against his body.

Her own blank stare looked into his eyes. When he started to pull away from the kiss, she pushed her head forward and urged him back into it, fully making out with him now even as she was turning bluer in the face. It wasn’t clear what had gotten into her, besides him at least. She couldn’t have possibly been feeling anything but agony, yet here she was slutting it up as she died. Maybe she was just giving her fans one last bit of entertainment.

“That’s it,” Carrion muttered into the kiss. “You’ll be a corpse by the time I cum inside you again.” She simply nodded and continued slurping at his muzzle.

Her antics hadn’t escaped the notice of the chat: “That slut’s getting into it!”, “She knows she deserves it!”, “Making sure I get my money’s worth? You’re the best.”

Her movements were getting weaker as her chest heaved in a futile attempt to draw more air, and her whole body had to be burning for a breath, but she tried her best to move her body against his, their sweaty bodies pushing together as their hips pushed against one another. He took long strokes inside of her, his flare dragging along her insides and grinding into her cervix all the way to her back wall.

There was nothing he loved more than fucking a filly as she died, and doing it to a beloved Princess was exponentially hotter. It was pushing him towards orgasm faster, and he had to hold himself back. He wrapped his forehooves around her hips, assisting her movements as what remained of her strength slowly left her. Their bodies came together, squishing her heavily bruised breasts against his body in the process, but she was putting all her remaining effort into fucking him in return.

“It takes longer for you to die this way than you thought, right?” Carrion said between deeper kisses as the darting of her tongue became twitching before finally going still. He helped her out there as well, pushing it around with his tongue as he continued to smooch between his words. “But don’t worry, I won’t stop when you do… I’m gonna fuck your dead body just as violently as I raped you… pumping more hot cum inside you as your flesh cools…”

Nothing could have prepared Carrion as Pipp’s tunnel squeezed him more firmly. A sudden burst of effort on her part made her hips grip him one again, her hips moving with more force. Her pussy seemed to twist and convulse around him, pussy juice splattering out against his belly and drooling down his balls. It continued to ripple up and down his shaft as she creamed herself in the most intense orgasm he’d ever felt on his dick. Her muzzle opened in a silent moan as her body shook both from arousal and lack of oxygen.

Her body went limp as she completely gave out, but he continued to hold her against him. She writhed ever so slightly for as long as she could, but her eyes were rolling into the back of her head as she began to lose consciousness. He continued to pound her rapidly, holding himself on the very edge as he slammed all the way to the back of her womb. He tensed his muscles in an effort to hold it in, not wanting to pop again until the rape became necrophilia.

“That’s it, DIE,” Carrion said, knowing it would be the last words she ever heard. “Die for me, die for your pippsqueaks, especially the one that paid a million gil to watch me pound your freshly minted corpse. Fuck… gonna nut in your dead pussy so hard…”

Pipp shuddered violently once again as her oxygen-starved body entered its death throes. Her bladder released, a stream of piss pouring down Carrion’s balls and both their hind legs to pool on the floor beneath them. Her muzzle stayed open in a moan, slack face still wet with so many tears as her eyes rolled back and her form grew still forever.

As he racked up another murder, Carrion groaned and squeezed her body in all four limbs, hanging from her as she swang back and forth on the rope. Even he was surprised at the massive load he shot into her pussy, drenching her insides even more than his previous loads. He took time to pound his sperm deeper with heavy thrusts into the deceased princess.

“Hells yeah…” Carrion felt dizzy as he put his hind legs back on the floor to steady himself, pulling himself free again so that his spunk drooled down her thighs along with her urine. “So how’s that then? Let me hear from those pippsqueaks still watching, how’d it feel to watch your favorite princess get murder-raped live on stream?”

Apparently a lot of them had stuck around, because the chat scrolled rapidly: “It’s surreal…”, “It definitely earned you some new subscribers, that’s for sure.”, “I can’t imagine a more fitting end for her.”

As Carrion unlatched the other end of the noose, Pipp’s body thumped to the floor like a sack of potatoes, slumping over and lying still. Keeping the noose still tightly around her neck, he rolled her over onto her back, splaying out her legs. Sitting on his haunches at the business end, he picked up her rear end in his forehooves, letting his cock flop against her body once again.

Carrion lived up to his name as he pushed his shaft into her relaxed tailhole again, sliding deep inside until his belly was once again seated against her pussy as he pushed fully inside. As promised, he worked into heavy rapid thrusts, plowing her no less vigorously than he had when she was alive. He used his telekinesis to compress her gut, tightening up the loosened passage around his shaft.

Using a corpse he had made himself always made him solid, but who she was added to that made him painfully hard. Ending an innocent life when it’d barely begun, then desecrating her body to ensure her soul would never rest in peace, his perverse act was pushing him towards climax again in spite of all his previous poundings. He uncorked another two stamina potions and gulped them down, then pulled her rump higher and increased his speed until his hips were a blur.

Still he made sure the audience had a good view, holding one of the cameras so they had a good view of him repeatedly penetrating her tailhole. He held one above and another below that could also see her cum-drooling pussy as his ballsack slapped it with each thrust. The third kept on her still face, still letting them take in her muzzle still shaped into a moan. Though there were a bit fewer than before, those remaining were loving the sight of her being used: “Guess this was her last stream!”, “Worth it to see this!”, “When I miss her I’ll just watch this recording again.”

Her whole body shook from the impacts into her flanks, her butt cheeks visibly rippling with the force. Carrion arched his back, groaning intensely as he hosed down her rectum once again, packing it in as he squeezed her bottom firmly. He savored his necrophilic delight being watched by so many as he deposited another wad of goo and then yanked his dick free to allow part of it to drool down over her pussy and down her thighs.

“I think I got one more in me,” Carrion panted. “But let’s get a bit more creative with this last one, she deserves it.” With that he magically grasped a knife from nearby, making sure they had a good look of her face before plunging it into the more swollen of her eyes. He pushed into the socket, popping the soft flesh of her eyes before twisting the knife and ramming it slowly deeper, working a hole into her head with the blade. Blood dribbled down over her face, though not much since it was no longer pumping.

When he yanked the blade free, he pushed his cock tip to the socket instead. The swelling made her grip tightly against his shaft as he drove himself into the hole he had made. Obliterating what was left of the eye, he pushed directly into the folds of her brain, hitting the end of the relatively shallow hole before he had to force himself to go deeper. The chat was delighted: “No need to hold back now I guess!”, “There can’t be too much inside that thot’s head.”, “Now there’s a sight for sore eyes.”

Carrion had to thrust with all his might, sliding through the socket and deeper with each stroke. As her brain meat split apart to make way for him, the pressure inside her head increased, soft noodly flesh caressing him from all directions as his movements churned it within her skull.

“So many things you can do with a filly when you don’t have to worry about killing her,” Carrion groaned. As he pushed all the way to the back of her skull, the pressure reached critical and her other eye popped out of the socket, dangling below to make way for chunks of gray matter to ooze out. He laughed. “Well looks like she did have some brains in there.”

He intentionally pushed in at different angles, grinding as much of her brain down into meaty pus as he could, more oozing out as he stirred it within. Turning her head to make sure her expression and the socket penetration were visible, he lay into her with all his might, slamming the back of her skull as hard as he could.

As he angled about, he hit a soft spot that allowed him to push forward, and he forced his way through it. Suddenly gray matter pushed out the ear on the opposite side of her head, followed shortly by the tip of his cock as he drilled right through her head. He was able to take long strokes now, pushing all the way until his body smacked against her skull, then pulling back almost all the way to enjoy the full gooey passage through her cranium.

He panted as he forced himself to continue thrusting, body pouring with sweat. The grotesque act drove him forward faster, and his cock visibly pulsated from base to tip as he shot a surge of spunk right through her head. It sprang forth to splatter across her body because he pulled back, letting the rest of his orgasm jet into the mush that used to be her brain. The meat oozing from her eye socket now had streaks of gooey white mixed in.

“Now there’s a thoroughly used corpse,” panted Carrion, remaining within her and thrusting slowly for now. He took long strokes to slide his shaft completely through her again. “So… ZipZipZorray was it? You’re the top donor. Which means once I use some magic to preserve her a bit, I’ll do my best to get her body to you to do whatever you like with it.”

“I’ll need to find a place to hide it,” ZipZipZorray sent to the chat. “But I’ll make good use of her for sure.”

“What you planning on doing with it?” offered Carrion as he slowly pulled from her head and let her body fall limply to the floor once again.

“I know a few deranged guys that might want to share her,” the chatter said. “Otherwise I’ll just use her as a body pillow and rub my pussy all over her.”

“You’re my kinda mare, doll,” Carrion laughed. “Not that I wouldn’t do the same to any of my female fans given the chance.”

“I figure once my guilt reaches critical I’ll probably volunteer,” ZipZipZorray added.

“Oh we’d all love that very much,” Carrion groaned at the thought, especially if she was who he suspected.

But for now it was time to end the stream, then to chat privately with the winner to see how she could pick up her prize.