Hang the cow

Late morning, Hill’s Fine Meat.

Ding! It’s the door.

I look up, it’s a sort of thick brunette.

I want to do three things. One, I would like to buy a brunette, with big floppy tits that is bigger than me if you have one.

Two, I would like to hang the cow.

Three, I wish to volunteer my body for the next spit roast you have.

You do know that when we in the slave trade say “Spit Roast” we mean an actual spit and an actual fire, not fucking you in the ass and face at the same time, right?

Yes, I know that. Look, here is $1500 in cash, do you have a cow I can snuff or not?

Yes, we do. Can I ask why you want to do all of this?

My “Boyfriend” left me for a cow, so I intend to snuff one.

OK, but why be snuffed yourself?

Because if I’m not good enough for anyone, I might as well be meat.

 

Hang the cow
Hang the cow

I’m not going to argue with her logic, warped as it may be. Normally, I’d give her 700 buck back from her offer of a grand and a half, because I don’t normally rip people off, unless they pissed me off. But being as how she will not live to spend it, we will keep all of it. Why? Because I can.

Something the back of my head went “Click”.

What is your ex’s name?

Chris Fellows.

Oh, this is good.

Did the “cow” he left you for have a tattoo on her belly?

Yeah, I think so.

Then you might want to revise your plans. Seems that Chris sold her to us this morning.

Why would I want to change my plans then? It’s even better if I get to hang the real cow.

Well, for starters, he claims that he only fucked her to make it legal to enslave her, and that he wants her spit roasted this afternoon, something about bringing his real girlfriend in to see her roast.

Don’t care, I want to hang the cow then get spit roasted. Chris called me meat bag one too many times for me to think I have any value to him.

Later that day…

Ding!

Hello Mr. Fellows, are you wanting to sell this one as well?

No, not now, any way.

Well, there has been a slight change in plans. Your first slave was bought, at a considerable premium I might add, but we do have a similar slave for you to roast. Is that OK with you?

Well, not really, I really wanted to show Cindi here that I really loved only her.

Well, you might want to wait until you see the alternate meat on the Vlad before you say that.

Oh my God, is that Wendy on the machine?

Yes, that was the meats name before she was converted and selected for processing as meat. Does that make any difference?

Oh, God, yes it does. Cindi, strip down and blow me while I watch Wendy get processed. This is the best day of my life.

From the Vlad, Wendy speaks up.

Well, you called me meat bag when we were fucking. I knew you really wanted me as meat, not as your girlfriend.

Wait. You call me that too. Does that mean you want to see me snuffed as well?

 

Cow Sucking Cock
Cow Sucking Cock

Shut up and suck my cock, cow.

Yes, master.

Push the button! I want to see that spit go into Wendy’s cunt and out her mouth.

I pushed the kill switch.

I’ve set it for 6 inches per minute, it’s going to take a bit for her to have it come out her mouth.

OH! GOD, IT HURTS

Oh, it hasn’t started to hurt yet.

AHHHHH

There we go. The needles just pierced her nipples and will be injecting a drug cocktail that should keep her from going into shock when she is gutted.

Oh, I didn’t ask, do you want her alive or dead when she goes over the coals?

Alive, if you can do it, but gut her alive.

Sure, just have to run the simple gutting, that will keep her lungs and heart in place, but remove her intestines and other organs.  If we don’t do a gutting, a Vlad has an 85% survival rate.  With a simple gutting, it’s still over 50%. Let me do that now…

I push a couple of buttons on the Vlad. The laser guided knives and saws slice into Wendy and neatly remove her guts.

I check my watch.

She should be barfing up any time now.

BLEEEPH

Right on time. The spit should exit about …. Now…

Oh god, that is so hot. Your next meat bag… Look, take my phone. Look in the “meat bag 3” folder, I should have proof that I am a person of personal contact with Cindi here. I want her processed as soon as you get Wendy over the coals.

By processed, do you mean converted to slave or do you want to see her spitted as well?

 

Skinny Cock Sucking Teen
Skinny Cock Sucking Teen

Spit roast the cow. Bring me a skinny, flat chested teen slut. I want my cock sucked while the meat bag gets converted to just meat. I don’t want my meat thing to kick in.

She will be $800, she’s just for making soup, and that’s not a big seller this time of year.

Fine. Run my debit card.

OK, Mr. Fellows, she is all yours.

Damn Pigtails. How old is she? No, don’t tell me, the age in my head is good enough.

Cindi didn’t want to get on the Vlad, having seen what it did to Wendy.

Get on the Vlad, or it will be much worse for you.

How could it be worse?

<ZAPPPPP>

Well, you could get tasered, for starters.

Ever try to move a 300 plus cow from the floor to a spitting machine? It’s not as easy as it sounds. Took 3 men to do it. And two more applications of the stun gun to keep her down.

And here is another way it’s going to be worse. I’m setting the spit for one inch a minute, so it will take about half an hour to go through you. And I’m not gutting you util you are dead, so you will be going on over the gas jets alive. Plus, then I will use the drug cocktail that stimulates the nerves. It’s in effect an anti-pain killer.

Oh god, just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, you guys came through. Great teen cocksucker, and all my cows are dead or will be soon. So, little one, you like girl meat? Don’t want to give you too much, wouldn’t want you to get fat. You see what happens to fat girls.

Yes, master, I’ve had girl meat. My dad converted his secretary and then mom roasted her. I promise not to get fat. I’ll barf her up if it pleases you. I barf up a lot of food. I don’t eat much even if I don’t barf it up, well, apart from cum. I’ll eat as much of that as I can get and swallow.

Chinese Livestock Part 2

Spellbook Slaves, Late January 2025.

Hey, boss, just got an email from a “COFCO Group North America”.

And this matters to me, why?

Well, they are the American agent of the Chinese slave thing.  They sell slaves by the cargo container or half container full.  15 per container, $4500 plus shipping, which seems to be 500 per container.  They claim B+ or better. Don’t say what scale they are using, however.  Based on the tone of the email, they are primarily selling to the livestock market.

And are we a livestock company?

Chinese Slaves For Sale
Chinese Slaves For Sale

Well, no. But they are cheap.  Here, take a look at a sample set.

OK, if those are their samples, you would assume that they would put their best on it.  Only a couple of those women are grade B, and most of them are lower than that.  Think we’ll pass on them for now.  Not really in our wheelhouse.  The only thing we could use them for is torture viewing, and most of those are from slaves the client provides.  I can tell just by looking at the samples that Issac and Sheila aren’t going to want to watch them.  Hmm. I see that they say that their English skills are “none to minimal”.  That really rules them out because after sex slaves, work slaves are our bestsellers and if they can’t understand English, they will not be any good as a worker.  Hard pass, unless they have some actual high appearance score girls with at least some English skills. I suspect those will not be sold in lots of 15 or even 7.


Hill’s Fine Meat, same morning.

Mr. Hill, you know about the Chinese slave thing?

Yeah, why?

Well, we just got an email about buying them in lots of 15 or 7.  We can get 15 “B+”, or at least that is what they are saying they are. For about the same as two A+ costs us now, or 7 for what a single A+ costs.

Hm.  Can’t hurt.  Order seven. If all else fails, we have a sale on girl steaks and burger meat.

Just seven?

Yeah, no need to over commit until we know what we are getting.

The next day
Chinese Slaves for Sale.
Chinese Slaves for Sale as Meat

OK.  I’m glad we only ordered half a container.  We’ve got one maybe, A grade slave, the rest are B at best.  Take the tall one with the acceptable tits out of the line-up and put her in the pens with the other spit muffins. Butcher the rest for parts. Not buying any more batches of them.  Single that we can see a photo of before we buy, only.

Sure thing.  But they were cheap, got to admit that.

We can get C and B class girls by the bus load, and often at about the same prices.  Parts girls are never a problem getting.  The Westside provides us with way more than we need every day.

OK, I can take a hint.

Sisters to Spit Roast
Sisters to Spit Roast

Only if applied with a sledgehammer.  So how’s are those sisters of yours doing? I think you owe me a few A grade slaves.

I’ll see what I can do. Dad’s been moaning about food costs, and he wants some money for a vacation, so I think I can get the oldest three at least.  Most of us are tired of them anyway. Melissa has even stopped giving blow jobs, saying it “too weird” to blow her kin folk.  I mean, it’s not like we are fucking them. Not a that big of a deal.

You do that.  And you might keep your job.


Same Morning, “We Be Slaves”

Chinese Slaves For Torture
Chinese Slaves For Torture

Hey, I just got an email from the China slave company.  They provided a photo of some sample slaves and say that they are available in lots of 15. For some reason, they have their figure sizes labeled.  Not sure why, they all look like skinny A cup. 

Whatever, order 2 cases.  Containers, whatever.  Even if they are ugly as sin, we need some torture slaves.  The Westside crowd is getting tired of only having redneck bitches to watch being tortured and snuffed.  Having some “exotic” cunts might help our bottom line, plus they are cheap, even cheaper than trailer trash.

Some Weddings

Spellbook Slave Marriages

It’s the first day for Spellbook Slave Marriages, a new subsidiary of Spellbook Slaves. I’m Alan Mooney, the “manager” and currently the only employee of this subsidiary. I do have a pair of worker slaves, Christine and Rachel to help out. Haven’t any business just yet. Just past lunch, a dapper looking gentleman walks in and heads right to my desk.

“I’m Wendell Greene, I need to convert my fiancé and her two bridesmaids. It was recommended that I come here by the county clerk’s office when I got the license if I wanted to convert her.  I before I went to the clerk’s office, I visited ‘We Be Slaves’ about this, but they gave me the creeps.  I heard screaming come from the room labeled ‘pre conversion testing’  Not sure if I want them to be screaming before their conversion, much less at the marriage service.  I’m not that big into pain.  A little bondage, sure, but I don’t do pain play unless she really asked me to hurt her.  That happened a couple of times.  Those relationships never lasted.  Anyway, that’s probably more than you wanted to know.”

Looks like that giving the clerk’s office our information was a good idea.  Or course, our only competitor is “We Be Slaves” and they have a less than savory reputation, so the clerk’s office doesn’t normally give out their info unless the bride or groom look a little, well, less than savory themselves.  Getting a customer on our first day of business from the clerk’s office should make Mr. West happy.

Monique, Candace, and Tammy,
Monique, Candace, and Tammy,

Yeah, ‘We Be Slaves’ is a bit weird, and I’m not just saying that because they are our main competitor. We can help you with this, with no screaming, or at least shouldn’t be any. First, do you have a signed marriage license? If you do, converting your fiancé is just a matter of a little state database changes and, of course, paying our fee, and the federal tax if you are keeping her. The bridesmaids on the other hand, well, unless you have proof that you had sex with them 3 times in the last 30 days, or they volunteer, we really can’t help you.

I’ve got both. I mean, I’ve had sex with both bridesmaid, and I’ve got our license already.  I’ve signed it, but she hasn’t. Does that matter?

Do you have some proof of the sex?  And no, it doesn’t matter whether she has signed or not. As of July 2024, the groom’s signature is all that is needed to make a conversion possible.

I wonder how long it’s going to be before the back door to involuntary conversions is discovered and starts being widely used. It’s been six months and it still seems to have not caught on.  Granted, it costs money and leaves an official fingerprint on the conversion, and can only be used on one woman at a time. I’ll lay good odds that it will be contested in court soon by the family of some “bride” that didn’t even know she was getting married.  It won’t be by a Southside Eastlake family, however.

Does phone video count for proof of having sex? And do they have to know they were being recorded?  Because they didn’t know.

Yep, video with sound is the best kind of proof of consensual sex. Upload the videos to SpellbookSlaves.com/marriages for my review.   Secret recordings are OK, as they normally prove that the sex was consensual.  While the rape of a convertible woman is more or less legal in Oklahoma, it can’t be used for conversion sex by federal law.  

I suspect the amount of bad amateur porn I’ll have to watch is one of the downsides of this job.  It’s one of the things that the “main” staff bitches about a lot. Meh, there are worse downsides. I watch the videos uploaded to our website and take note of the date stamps, all about 3 weeks ago.  Yeah, Wendell has fucked a pair of women, one at a time, in the same room, who I presume are the bridesmaids.  Hopefully, I will be able to identify them when I see them “in the flesh” from the videos. They aren’t the best quality videos, he must be using an older phone. Boring missionary style three times on three different days. He used safe sex, I noticed, must not have wanted to get them pregnant, which would spoil the whole affair, no pun intended.

OK, that will do it, assuming I can ID the women in the video as the bridesmaids. How do you want to do this?

What are my options?

Well, we can serve notice to them just before the wedding service, you can have it be part of the service, or we can get to them well before the service and serve notice then.  The last is the best option if all of them aren’t aware that a conversion is going to happen.  Tasering a bridesmaid isn’t normally part of a civil service, and most definitely isn’t part of a more traditional religious service.  Most churches like to pretend that being converted isn’t a major part of marriages this century.

Can you handcuff and gag them before the wedding?  I don’t want too much bondage, but the gag is essential.  I’ve made arrangements so that all Monique, she’s my fiancé, has to do is nod during the ceremony, not actually have to say anything.  The other two, Candace and Tammy, of course, will not have any choice in the matter. I’ve got a question, Monique has 5 daughters from a different man, or maybe more than one man, I didn’t ask. They are all in their early 20s now.  I’d like to convert them as soon as possible as well.  Just grab them, hogtie and gag them and put them at the back of the chapel if I can convert them now.  Nude, of course.

Sure, that’s not an issue. You can convert your stepdaughters any time after the marriage license is signed, assuming that they are under 26 and in theory living with you.

Well, they are still living with their mother, so I expect them to move in with us.

Tell me where to find Monique, Candace, Tammy, and your stepdaughters, and we’ll have them ready for you, handcuffed and gagged, or hogtied and gagged, as the case may be. However, there is the matter of the end use of the slaves, that’s going to effect the total cost to you. Are you keeping all eight of them, or are you selling any of them to Spellbook Slaves?  If you are selling your stepdaughters, I’ll need to at least see a photo of them to set a wholesale price for them. I can set a price of a thousand on the bridesmaids, based on their apparent age and approximate grade.

No, keeping all of them is the whole point of converting them.  I’d like a slave harem and this seems like the easiest way to get one.  Faster than going out and getting multiple strange women to fuck me.  Not saying I’m not going to do that, but not for a few months any way.  They are all three at the Northside “Easy Time Inn”, room 202, doing what they suspect is their last girl on girl on girl thing.  They think I don’t know about that, but I approve, and they will be doing it more.  A lot more, while some of my stepdaughters orally servicing me. Monique’s daughters are in room 204 doing whatever it is twenty-something girls do when forced to be with their sisters for an extended period of time.  I’m not sure If I want them doing girl on girl sex or not.

Well, damn. With the converted being in two rooms, I’ll have to get Mistress Debby-Ann and her crew to get them all at once.  While that’s the plan for this sort of thing, I’d rather my first be a solo affair.  Not sure what Mr. West is going to think about that.  Well, nothing I can do about it now.

OK, then I’ll need $250 each for the tax and a $150 processing fee for each slave. So call it $3,200 total.  I can make it a special because you are doing more than five at once and waive the fee on one of them, so your total due is three thousand fifty dollars total.  The tax is because we are technically selling them back to you, which triggers the federal “slave sales tax”.  If you had just sold them to us, you would not be liable for any taxes, taxes are only due on sales to the public at large.

The next morning, Northside “Easy Time Inn”

Monique Coleman, Candace Barber and Tammy Pittman? I have a request of conversion of the three of you from a qualified person, by marriage or personal contact. You are now the property of a Mr. Wendell Greene, assuming there is no impediment to your conversion, such as being pregnant at this time.  Be advised that at this time I am authorized to use force if needed to process your conversion.   Mr. Greene as authorized both Taser and bean bag shotgun rounds for this, in addition to physical force. Mr. Greene has requested that you are to be handcuffed and gagged for the service.

Sheryl, Julie, Janice, Sadie, and Karen Ms. Coleman's daughters
Sheryl, Julie, Janice, Sadie, and Karen, Ms. Coleman’s daughters

In addition, all five of Ms. Coleman’s daughters are being converted as well, they are being collected and hogtied and gagged, also at Mr. Greene’s request, at this time. Do you understand all of your change in status? It really doesn’t matter if you understand your change, as long as none of you are currently pregnant, the conversion is effective immediately.

Monique, the fiancé, turns to the bridesmaids. “I told you that fucking Wendell was a bad idea, I don’t care that the girls and I had an open relationship with him or not, he is my fiancé, you should have had a little respect for our friendship and not fucked him, no matter how much he begged. Now look at where you are. I knew I, and probably the girls, were going to be converted by Wendell at the service, but I didn’t think he would get greedy and take you two as well. Serves you right. I would have thought that six slaves would be enough for Wendell, but he must have wanted as many as he could get”.


Spellbook Weddings, the afternoon after the Greene Wedding

Three younger looking men come in.  One of them approaches the desk while the other two examine the stock photos we have on the wall showing slave bride options.  Need to update those as soon as we have enough photos to do so.

We’ve got questions about what we can do at a wedding with our brides as slaves.

I can probably answer your questions, slave weddings is what we do here.

Well, for starters, how long after doing conversion paper work can we change our mind and not actually convert them?

Well, it’s not wildly known, but Oklahoma has a 3-hour grace period.

OK, well, can we snuff a slave or have her butchered in those 3 hours, or do we have to wait then?

Oh, no, she can be snuffed, spit roasted, or butchered any time after the conversion is registered in the state database.  The grace period is only means you don’t have to pay a manumission tax to free her.  Or for a volunteer to get “cold feet” and back out of it, assuming she is still alive, of course.

OK, cool.  So, do you do butchering as well as spit roasting, or do we need to make arrangements with one of the slave meat shops?

Yes, but we don’t do that in the field.  Would have to bring her in to the main shop.  We’ve got a portable Jessica 3000, but butchering a slave takes a special approved area, USDA rules, and I don’t think any of the chapels in Eastlake have one.

OK, here is the plan.  We get married.  You convert all three sluts after the service is over. Then we have a blow job contest, where the “bride” sucks off one of us besides her new husband.  The winner gets freed.  The loser gets made into girl meat steaks.

Do they know about this?

Well, they know about the conversion, but not about the contest.

OK, your cost will be $250 tax per bride, our $150 fee, again per bride and a $300 butchering fee.  Will this be together or separate?

Eastlake Chapel of Submission, Next Morning.

Do you, Connie, Sophie, and Elizabeth take Douglas, Timothy, and Damian to be your lawful master?

Yeah, this place lives up to its name.  That ceremony doesn’t ever pretend that it’s anything but a conversion.  Need to give them our info as well.

We do.

Do you, Douglas, Timothy, and Damian take these sluts to be your slaves, to be used as you will?

We do.

By the rights given to me by the state of Oklahoma, I now declare you to be joined.

I make the changes to the state database.

OK, the clock starts now.

Connie Downs, Sophie Carr, Elizabeth Holloway. Three slut brides.
Connie Downs, Sophie Carr, Elizabeth Holloway. Three slut brides.

OK girls, here is the surprise for this.  We are going to have a blow job contest.  Connie, you will suck off Tim.  Sophia, you get Damian and Beth, you get me.  The winner of the contest, which is the slut that makes their man cum first, will be freed.  The loser will be made into girl meat for the honeymoons.  The one in the middle, well, she just stays a slave.  Do you understand?

Of course. I expected something like this. But I thought y’all would just snuff two of us and share the other in a 4 way.

OK, get on your knees and start sucking… NOW.

The three slaves drop to their knees and take their assigned man’s cock from his pants and begin to suck.  I note that they are all “cheating” and also using their hands.  Not my problem.  If the “grooms” have an issue with it, I’m sure they will tell them.   After about five minutes, Tim grabs Connie’s head and shoves it down her throat.  He jerks a few times, then pulls out.

We have a winner! Connie, you are a free woman now.

I make the change to the database.

If you want to be actually married, you need another ceremony.  Marriages are annulled on conversion.

That’s on the agenda, going to The Blessed Chapel after we finish here.

The other two redouble their efforts.  After a few more minutes, Damian pulls out and gives Sophia a facial. Elizabeth stops soon after that.

Doesn’t make much difference now?  I’m meat either way.

That is true.  Mr. Mooney, if you would take Elizabeth to the butcher now.  Deliver her meat to this address…

I take the card with the address on it, and lead Elizabeth to the van.


Spellbook Weddings, the next morning.

An older gentleman enters the shop.

Slave daughter taken out to her new “husband”
Slave daughter taken out to her new “husband”

I have a question about transferring my daughter, who I enslaved several years ago, to her new husband.

That’s easy, all you need to do is have us change the state registry and pay the federal sales tax, plus our fee.

Well, how much would Jonathan owe. I’m not paying it.

No, of course not. In most sales, the gaining owner pays the tax.  And the total owed would be $400, unless you need any additional services such as a pickup and delivery or the conversion of any other wedding party member.

Don’t think we will need anything else, the plan is for me to bring her out in chains, have the preacher say a few words, then I give the leash to Jonathan.  We thought about having one of her sisters sacrificed, but my wife finally said no to that.

You know, you could convert your wife and sacrifice a sister anyway, if that is what you or Jonathan wants. Slaves don’t have a say in anything.

Thought about that, but I promised her father I would keep her a free woman.

Well, just mentioning it because, well, it’s my job.  Wives and fiancés to slaves is what we do here in general.  Also do snuffing of bridesmaids, sisters, friends of the bride or groom, or even mothers of the bride for weddings in a variety of ways.  We can also arrange the “mundane” aspects of a marriage as well.

Jonathan will come by this afternoon to pay the fees.  Do you need to be at the wedding? It’s a small, private affair, and we would like as few people as possible at it.

No, unless you don’t want the legal transfer to happen until the ceremony is over. In that case, if you want it to happen as soon as it’s over, then yes, one of us would need to be there to make the database changes.  You do understand that legally, she will change hands as soon as he pays the tax.

That’s OK.  This is more symbolic than anything else.

Collecting some Charismatic Coeds

Spellbook Slaves, start of evening shift.

We don’t get many calls from “Brother Charisma University”. It’s a rather straight laced full on Christian school that isn’t, in general, the sort of place that calls for slave pickups. So I was rather surprised when we got a call from them that they had an emergency, and we needed to be there as soon as possible. Mr. West sent us out to get them. He said that all three were most likely overkill. Debby-Ann said, “Better to have overkill than not enough kill”. The Boss man agrees and decided to send all three of us out anyway.

Debby-Ann tells me that I’m taking point and she and Henry will act as back up “In case it gets ugly”. This is normal. I think she likes just standing back looking like a threat in her mistress leathers and armed with a shot gun. Henry’s main job is driving the van and helping “man handle” the slaves into it, so it’s normal for him as well.

We get to their campus, passing under their famous giant praying hands entryway, to be met by 3 of their security officers.

“We have them ready for you. At least, I think they are. This isn’t normal for us. Allow me to explain. About 2 hours ago, 5 of our 2nd year girls returned from a trip off campus. We noticed that the seemed a little unstable on their feet. I had my deputy give them a breath test, and they all showed that they had been drinking more than we allow. I summoned the student security auxiliary, who informed me that if we called for a pickup, they would have to be stripped. I directed them to do so and to stand guard over them until you arrived.”

OK. A group of coeds went out, got a little drunk and, on returning to their school, they are hassled by the rent-a-cops then stripped and “guarded” by several Christian Frat Dudes. Is this a cool country or what?

Collecting some Charismatic Coeds
Collecting some Charismatic Coeds

While I’m walking with Officer Friendly (no, really, that’s the name on his badge, J. Friendly) I see a large group of dudes standing in a circle, making with loud commentary. Basically, saying that whores deserve what they get. Officer Friendly hands me a list of names, and some papers showing the “university’s” rules about behavior. Yeah, they have violated them, so this is a legit pickup. I start my standard speech.

Diana Pearson, Raquel Cunningham, Faith Morton, Holly Dean and Ollie Gregory. You have committed offenses in violation of the morals clauses of the code of conduct for this university. According to the contract you signed with Brother Charisma University, violation of the moral’s clause can result in your conversion to persons of limited rights at the option of the university. They have elected to enforce the conversion options. You are at this time converted to persons of limited rights.

One of the Frat Dudes “standing guard” over them asked, “Ah, what’s going to happen to them?”

We’re going to sell them on the open market.

“How much would they go for?”

Based on how they look, a couple of grand each.

“Dude, wait a minute” The various Christ Bros gathered, pulling our wallets and talking among themselves

“Ah, we’ve got $2,500. Can we buy Faith?”

Sure, but I didn’t think you were allowed to keep slaves here.

“Oh, we aren’t going to keep her. We want to hang her. She is the worst sort of whore and needs to be put in her place. To act as a warning to the others.”

Officer Friendly looks like he’s going to burst with pride. “That’s my boys. Doing the Lord’s work, even with their own money”.

As I lead the other four new slaves away, I see them toss a noose over the “praying hands” archway and haul Faith up, naked and not tied. She fights against being strangled, but after no more than 10 minutes, she loses her fight and hangs dead. “We will leave her up there for a day or two” Officer Friendly tells me. “I’m glad the boys came through, helps my budget to no end. Would have hated to have to spend petty cash on getting the warning whore.“