Thursday, July 07, 2011

Horny women for sale

The man stands outside the public marriage office and holds up a poster. A text is inscribed on it with large, black letters:

HORNY WOMEN FOR SALE

People glare at him as they pass by, as they walk into the judge’s office in their wedding dress and suit. They stare at him with condemning eyes, but he ignores them and stares indifferent straight ahead.

- What is your PROBLEM? A man in a suit shouts.

The man holding the poster doesn’t react in any visible way. The bride grabs her husband to be and whisper calming words in his ears. They both move on. Most people hurry on with flickering eyes.

The following Sunday there is another wedding in the local church. The man in question stands outside with the same revealing poster in his hands. The letters and the poster itself have obviously been through a somewhat rough treatment. The man’s face isn’t exactly untouched either.

The church bells toll. The man waves his poster. One of the late wedding guests, a gusset of a man goes for the man fond of posters and hammers him brutally. Blood and teeth jump everywhere as the poor man is struck repeatedly and also kicked after he falls to the ground. The poster is smashed to pieces.

The wedding ceremony is done. People depart the church in a good mood. The man stands there on shaky legs, holding the repaired poster in shaking hands. The big, black letters are still very much visible. The bride stares at him with haunted eyes. She throws away the flowers in her hands before she hurries into the waiting car. She and the groom drive away in a dust cloud and accompanied by the clatter of empty soup cans.


The next wedding starts half an hour later. The man with the poster is still there. He has a large bandage around his head. There is blood on it. People glare at him with murder on their mind. He stands there smiling and laughing, as if he’s having a conversation with someone. Two men glance at each other, nod and approach the man with a very decisive expression painted on their faces. They grab him, lift him up and carry him off, all the way to the gate down the road. They throw him on the ground, brushing themselves and rejoin the happy event.

Everybody goes inside and lock the door behind them. The wedding commences and the wedding march is played. Everyone smiles and laughs. The mood visibly improves.

The music stops. The bride and groom stand before the priest and he’s about to begin his deed.

A loud applause from the gallery interrupts the proceedings. Everybody stares incredulous at the man with the poster. He shouts with his loud, forceful voice.

HORNY WOMEN FOR SALE

The gathering moves like one being. With the priest spearheading the assault they charge upstairs and attack the unruly visitor. They drag him back down and out in the yard.

- Find a rope, a woman shouts. – FIND A SOLID ROPE!

They drag the man to an old tree, throw the rope over a thick branch and tighten a loop around the man’s neck.

- God have mercy with you, the priest says unctuously. – I can’t.

The man’s face is so bruised that it’s just a singular mass, without distinct features. The priest nods and everybody present pulls the rope. The man is strung up. His legs wiggle, wiggle a lot and for a long time. There doesn’t seem to be an end to wiggling. People eventually glance anxiously at the priest.

- Stay on course, he admonishes his flock. – Have faith.

People have trouble breathing and turn blue in the face, but hold on to the rope.

Something snaps and the legs finally stop moving. The stubborn unwelcome visitor hangs still. Cheers rise from the church choir.

- We have a wedding to complete, the priest grins wickedly. – Let neither God nor Satan keep us from our sacred duty.

They return to the church. The ceremony continues. The wedding march is repeated and the priest declares that the man and the woman are joined in holy matrimony, in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost.

- You may kiss the bride, he tells the hesitant groom.

The man and the woman embrace and kiss wild and uninhibited. He tears off her dress and when she stands nude before him he throws her on the altar and fucks her mind out. She howls in joy and mindless lust.

After having fucked her at least five times he carries her to the car and they drive off on whining tires, accompanied by the clatter of empty soup cans.


The next wedding is at the peace officer office the next day. There is a relieved mood all over town. People smile and laugh. The good mood has returned after a hard time. The wedding procession moves up the stairs in a light haze, laughing and smiling.

The sound of the accordion makes them frown. Several of those present at yesterday’s happy wedding frown deeper.

There, waiting at the top of the stairs is the man with the poster, a new and shiny poster. He’s singing and laughing with a wide and sick grin, and a loud and clear voice.

HORNY WOMEN FOR SALE

The members of the assembly glance at each other with weary eyes. The future looks very bleak indeed.

5 comments:

Petrice said...

Very good, makes you think

Amos Keppler said...

Thinking is good. Thank you.

DVC said...

gr8.. thughts

DVC said...

ABSOLUTELY FANTABULOUS

Humperdinky said...

Wow. You write really well. Your style is very concise and detailed. I like the attention to detail. It really puts your reader in the scene, as though they're watching the events unfold before their eyes. I really enjoyed reading that. You're incredibly talented. You really are. Thanks for the great read!

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