Note: This story is purely fiction and no portions are in any
way intended to be real. The characters are completely fictional and are
not intended to depict any one person or group. This story is pure
fantasy and is not in any way a plan to become a reality. I have a
great love and respect for women and do not promote killing them. The same goes for
sharks as well. I did not write this story to illustrate
falsities about shark behavior. All shark behaviors in this story
are completely fictional and unreal. Please enjoy this story only
as an erotic fantasy.
- Squalo -
The earth had regenerated again. Jungles have formed and some
humans had survived the disaster. There were no universal guidelines for people
to follow because villages were spread so far apart. Janissa was part of a tribe that lived not to far from the equator in
a tropical jungle near the edge of a large ocean. Very close to her village,
there was a magnificent view of an ocean basin off the edge of a cliff. Not many people climbed the the
cliff because it usually took one sun cycle to get to the top. The top of the cliff had become the
sacred ritual ground for her tribe. A half pyramid was constructed at the edge.
It was carved from the rock with steps leading to the top. At the
top was a 6 foot wide and 3 foot deep stone altar where sacred sacrifices
were performed. It was said that many years ago before the pyramid was
created, two women from their tribe decided to swim in the beautiful basin and
that they were eaten alive by a residing shark. Today it is believed that one
dominant shark has claimed the basin for it's own. To their tribe, the shark is
one of the most sacred gods since like humanity, it had survived the disaster.
Now every year, 2 virgin maidens are sacrificed to the shark god and tossed off
the cliff to feed him. The tribe felt that they owed the ocean life their
gratitude. They could not have survived without the bounty of the sea for
food. In return they offered their most beautiful females to the creatures of
the sea to consume.
As a young adolescent, Janissa questioned the stories of a shark living in
the beautiful basin below. When she was 16 she snuck down to the shoreline of
the basin and stripped down to take a dip in the water to prove the stories
wrong. After 5 minutes in the water she thought she proved them all wrong. Then
all of the sudden a gray fin rose to the surface larger than her arms could
reach out of the water. Her eyes widened and she swam back to land as fast as
she could. When she reached land she turned to look back at the large beast, it
had turned away and swam below the surface.
Janissa was now 18 years old. When she was 13, she was chosen
to be a priestess after 5 years. When she was chosen, a tattoo of the sun was
drawn along her centerline below her navel. In the center of the tattoo was another
tattoo of a narrow vertical slit. From that day on she had to wear two small white loin
cloths allowing her entire midsection including the tattooed area to be exposed.
Her lower loin cloth hung so low that just the slightest bit of pubic hair was
visible. Her tribe had to know that she would be their future priestess. She had
to swear to be a virgin until her 23rd birthday. On that day she
would be sacrificed by the newly anointed priestess. Now that she had been anointed,
she had to sacrifice the previous priestess on her 23rd birthday. Kell
would be 23 in 3 days and Janissa had been prepared. From the age of 13 she was
trained the proper steps to a successful ritual sacrifice. Her father carved a
practically unbreakable, long sharp ivory knife with 12 female figures
intricately carved in the top edge of the blade. The carving signified the 12
virgins that would be sacrificed by the knife. Each day she had to
practice aiming and plunging her ivory knife into a narrow slit mark made on a
piece of stretched animal hide. Her aim had to be perfect by the age of 18 so
that she would hit the mark perfectly. There would be 10 maidens and 2
priestesses including her. The blade was made very sharp and very strong. She
used it with all her rehearsals. She had truly become a master with her knife.
Every year there were 2 blonde headed maidens were chosen for the sacrifice.
Each maiden would have a tattoo of a narrow slit drawn below their navel just
like the one in the center of Janissa's sun tattoo. They also had to wear scant
white loin cloths revealing their entire midsection as well as the slit tattoo.
All were well aware who were the future priestesses and maidens.
The time had come and Janissa was well prepared for her first
sacrifice of the Priestess named Kell. Kell was very beautiful and looked so
much like Janissa with long straight raven hair, a dark olive toned
complexion, a thin frame and beautiful shapely tone legs. She was 23 that day and Janissa awaited Kell's ascension to the top
of the pyramid. The offering of Kell was a little different from that of the
maidens. She stripped herself of her white loin cloths at the base of the
pyramid. She also stood at the edge of the cliff with her arms
pointed up toward the sun. When Kell was ready, Janissa sent her knife
right into the slit in the middle of Kell's sun tattoo. Janissa then pulled
the knife out and put the bloody tip to her mouth and licked Kell's blood from
it. She then pushed Kell off the cliff where she plunged into the ocean
basin at the bottom still alive and bleeding from her lower belly. Janissa
peered down the cliff's edge. The shark quickly pick up the scent of her blood and devour Kell alive. From then on
Janissa was reigning priestess of the tribe.
That year she sacrificed 2 maidens. Her first maiden sacrifice was a girl named Lisa. She had
shoulder length blond curly hair and beautiful golden sun browned skin. She was
quite slender and very attractive as all the maidens were. All the
maidens wore their white loins to the top of the pyramid and were placed
on thier backs on the altar. They were all willing to be offered, but they were
still bound at their ankles and wrists to the cold stone altar. A smooth half
round stone was placed underneath them at their lumbar spine to pronounce their
lower bellies where the tattoo slit was made. The bindings were pulled tight to
stretch their feeble bodies across the altar. It also prevented any movement of
the offering which might move the target area during the ritual.
Lisa was so beautiful lying there in front of Janissa. Her
belly was very flat, heaving up and down quite unsteadily and her rib cage was
quite apparent. Janissa was ready to remove her own top and begin to chant the
sacred words of the shark god. When she finished the chant, she
prepared herslef by sliding the tip of her knife along Lisa's
centerline from pubis to sternum and back down again. Lisa's midsection
heaved even more violently when Janissa slid the knife over her torso. She
then slipped the knife into Lisa's navel and pointed it down into her little
innie. She then pressed the point down in Lisa's Navel. Lisa's eyes widened and
her back arched clear off the altar in surprise. Lisa knew that was not the spot
that
the knife was supposed to penetrate her first. Janissa settled Lisa down by placing her
free hand on her stomach and Lisa responded by resting her back down on the
altar again. The
bindings kept Lisa centered on the altar so Janissa would not miss the
mark. Lisa's body was trembling from anxiety now as Janissa raised the
intricate ivory knife over her head. Lisa's life was now completely in Janissa's
hands. Lisa's eyes were fixed on the knife now
hovering over her lower torso and Janissa was completely focused on the slit
mark on her heaving underbelly. With one quick calculated strike, Janissa drove
the knife home into Lisa's belly right on target. Lisa's red rich life fluid
sprayed on Janissa's bare bosoms and stained Lisa's white loin cloth bottom. The knife's
point hit that front of
Lisa's lumbar spine and then Janissa quickly pulled the knife
out. Janissa put her face close to Lisa's now widened eyes and licked
the blood from the knife before preparing for the next step of the ritual. Lisa
knew what was to come next. Janissa placed the still bloody knife up to the base
of Lisa' ribs on her left side and sunk the knife deep and made an incision for
Janissa's hand to enter. She pulled the knife from the wound and put her hand
into the opening. She moved her hand around and underneath Lisa's ribs and
reached for her beating heart. She then pulled it out and put it in front of
Lisa's face so that the last thing Lisa saw was her still beating heart free
from her body. She then went lifeless with her eyes still wide open. After that Lisa's limbs were
untied she was tossed over
the side of the cliff and fed to the awaiting shark.
After those few years it came time for Janissa's last offering
before she became 23. She knew Nonna very well and allowed her to be placed on
the altar unbound. Nonna stretched herself long and lean across the altar and
arched her back up clear off the surface jutting her lower belly out for the
strike. Nonna held quite still with very short and small breaths. Nonna did not
keep her eyes on the knife. Instead she kept her eyes on the heavens above.
Janissa slid the knife over Nonna's body like all the others that had gone
before her. Janissa asked Nonna if she was ready and Nonna nodded with a slight
whisper from her mouth. She rose the knife over her head and plunged it into
Nonna's soft tummy right on target. Immediately Nonna grabbed Janissa's hands
with the knife still implanted in her tummy. Nonna wished only to be impaled in
the belly and tossed to the shark alive. Janissa understood because Nonna
truly wanted to be a priestess, but could not. Janissa granted her wish and she
was carried and tossed over the side still alive and ready to face the hungry
shark below. After Nonna was tossed over the edge, Janissa licked the knife of
the blood as she always did.
Janissa had only 30 more sun cycles before her 23rd birthday.
She had to mentally and spiritually prepare herself for what was to come. The
eve of her 23rd birthday had finally come. Her final day on the earth was upon
her. That night, she placed her ivory knife flat on her lower tummy over the sun tattoo.
She felt her pulse beating
heavily in her midsection with the strongest point coming from her point of
origin; her navel. She could not sleep from the anxiety from the fate that awaited her.
In the morning before she rose from her resting place, she pointed the knife and dimpled her skin at the slit mark. This mad her heart
pound even harder and made her sex ooze with her slick warm fluids as she did
when she played with herself in the past. Her knife would be handed off to the new priestess named Margo. Margo was
now 18 years old and would reign until her 23rd birthday.
The time had come and Janissa stood at the base of the pyramid.
She then pulled her white loin cloths from her body and climbed the steps to the
top. There she met Margo. Margo was a bit shorter than her with chestnut brown
hair that reached the middle of her back. She had sun browned skin and deep
brown eyes. Janissa handed her ivory knife over to Margo and went to stand at
the edge of the cliff. Margo surprised her by escorting her back to the altar
where she was to lay flat on her back instead. Margo had her ankles and wrists
bound as well. It would be her first sacrifice and did not know if Janissa could
lay completely still. Margo pulled her top off exposing her sun browned globes
with prominent nipples. Like most of the young virgin women of the tribe she had
small areoles because they were not stretched from anyone's mouth. Janissa could
not control her convulsions on the altar. Margo began to chant and then slid the knife up and down her body. Margo placed the knife across Janissa's neck
which made her drop her chin and made her lower back arch clear off the altar.
Margo's style and practices were quite different and that threw Janissa off a
bit.
Before Janissa knew it her knife was now clearly over her lower torso and in
lightning speed the knife descended into her belly hitting the face of her
spinal column. Her blood sprayed out of the wound and spat on Margo's face and
bare breasts. Janissa's toes curled and her hands made a fist before she fanned
her toes and spread her fingers apart in relief that the ritual had been executed
perfectly. Janissa now got to feel what Kell felt as well as all of the maidens
that were sacrificed by her. There was no feeling quite like having a knife
plunged into her premature womb. An orgasm went straight through her body and she
began to cum from her sex. Janissa smiled back at Margo, but Margo would never
completely understand until it was her turn. She pulled the knife from the soft
tan flesh and placed the knife over Janissa's lips. Janissa responded by licking
the knife of her own blood. Margo then had her assistants untie her and carry
her over to the cliff's edge. Janissa turned her head to look down at the swells
in the water before she was dropped. She felt free in the air for a few seconds
before her body hit the water's surface. It wasn't long before her life's
blood was picked up by the hungry one. It came upon her suddenly with a sharp
feeling around her calves. It shook her legs violently but not enough to
completely throw her around. She could see her own blood spreading throughout
the water and then a moment after she felt the pain at the base of her knees.
Again a violent shake but her limbs stayed intact. She could feel herself
getting drained, but she was still conscious for the next wave of pain at her
mid thighs. Now when the hungry one shook, her body was tossed to and fro, but
she still managed to hold her breath through the attack. She then felt the sharp
teeth sink into her buttocks and just above her pelvic bone. She was lifted out
of the water with her lower half in the mouth of the shark. She exhaled and took
a deep breath before she was pulled down below the surface once more. The
shark then let her go for a quick moment before grabbing her around the waist
just below her navel. This time the bite was too extreme to handle and the
pressure made her eyes bulge almost out of their sockets. The shark shook
her and she could feel her insides tearing from the sharp serrated teeth. The
jaws closed even harder around her waist and she could sense that she was
severed in half just before the life ran out of her. Janice now existed with the
gods as she died with honor.
-Squalo- 11/99
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