Unfleshed

Other novels by TJ Weeks & S.K. Ballinger:

Obsessed With The Kill: Special Edition

Devil Station

Unfleshed

TJ Weeks & S.K. Ballinger

This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

Unfleshed. Copyright © 2015 by TJ Weeks and S.K. Ballinger. All rights reserved. Printed in the United States of America. For information, email authortjweeks@gmail.com

Weeks, TJ

Ballinger, S.K.

Unfleshed/TJ Weeks and S.K. Ballinger - 1st ed.

ISBN-13: 978-1514806623

Title ID: 5595539

First Edition: June 2015

TJ Weeks and S.K. Ballinger started writing together in early 2015. Their first book published together was the Special Edition of Obsessed With The Kill. They later moved on to write Devil Station together collaborating with a few other authors. After many years of TJ Weeks writing books on his own, such as, Obsessed With The Kill, Devil Days, Silent Screams, GRYNN and many more, he felt that instead of writing standalone books, that collaborating with another author was in order. S.K. Ballinger also had written numerous books on his own, such as, Stanley Swanson: Breed of a Werewolf, Sebastian Swanson: Rise of the Lycan, Blissful Misery and many more. The two became fast friends as well as gained respect for each other’s style of writing and almost a year later have now become the ultimate duo.

Adam Sheldon has an insatiable love that he would follow anywhere, even through the depths of hell. Some things aren’t what they seem as Adam learns that in hell, all things must be paid...in flesh.

Acknowledgements

First and foremost we would like to thank all of our fans for their love and support. Karen Dziegiel for her amazing talents with her beta reads, Kris Weeks for her speedy edits and Dean Samed (Conzpiracy Digital Arts) for his amazing cover art work.

Again we thank our fans for all their devotion. We can’t thank you enough for all your many hours sharing our posts, inviting people to our events and even dropping in to say hi.

Join us today!

www.facebook.com/tjandsk

Table of Contents

Prologue............................13

Chapter 1...........................16

Chapter 2...........................38

Chapter 3...........................50

Chapter 4...........................64

Chapter 5...........................77

Chapter 6...........................96

Chapter 7...........................108

Chapter 8...........................116

Chapter 9...........................125

Chapter 10..........................136

Chapter 11..........................150

Chapter 12..........................163

Chapter 13..........................171

Chapter 14..........................174

Chapter 15..........................181

Chapter 16..........................191

Chapter 17..........................203

Chapter 18..........................210

Chapter 19..........................215

Chapter 20..........................230

Chapter 21..........................238

Chapter 22..........................249

Table of Contents (Continued)

Chapter 23..........................263

Chapter 24..........................268

Chapter 25..........................275

Chapter 26..........................288

Chapter 27..........................297

Chapter 28..........................308

Epilogue............................314

Prologue

Love is the root of all evil and leaves people doing things they would typically stay away from. Some love is so bold and beautiful that it can lead you to solitude.

Hell has always been explained as a fire filled pit with a horned beast, but what if they were wrong? What if the gates of Hell is really just a dark hallway, with doors that leave you choosing your own blinded fate? 

Chapter 1

Kimberly Jones

She touches the small glass to her lips ever so gently, as she thinks about her life and the way it has unfolded these last few days while sitting in the hotel room.

Kimberly Jones stood five feet, nine inches tall with long black flowing hair. She was very petite and had worked at Covington’s Meat Market for going on ten years. While she loved her job, it was becoming rather old with the same routine. Many of the fellow employee's would often flirt with her as she tried to remain focused on doing her work.  With every light pat on her butt from time to time or something as simple as a rude comment made from a worker, she would tense her shoulders tight as she hit slabs of meat extremely hard with her specially crafted meat cleaver, which had her initials engraved on the handle.

These constant actions are what eventually tired her from her job she had once loved. She loved it because it was not only a way for her to release frustration when carving meat, but also to see the customers happy. Many of the customers knew her by name and there was one particular customer who grew such a bond with her that he no longer even had to explain to her what it was that he wished to order, as she already knew. Over the course of nearly ten years that very customer finally introduced himself as Adam Sheldon, and in time a few dates between the two would occur.  They were very simple dates of a movie and sometimes a dinner afterward. 

Kimberly often complained about her job with the employees harassing her and the anger towards them grew each day to the point that she swore that when she butchered meat, she wished sometimes it was a few of the co-workers instead. He explained to her that she needed to address the owner of her feelings. The time for that soon came when she woke up earlier than usual to have a sit down conversation, one on one with the owner.  Taking advice from Adam, who she respected, knew that this treatment she had been served had to end before something bad actually happens.

Mr. Covington, may I have a word with you before we open the market?  Kimberly asked with a nervous tone.

I would assume that you were wanting to have a talk about something, as you never are this early to work. Come to my office. He ordered in a deep tone that flew out of his big belly.

Mr. Covington was a rather large man that obviously didn’t believe in exercise. His parents had left him the store before they passed away many years before. He was of an Italian heritage, which brought out his rudeness with his tones.

Following him to the back of the market before the other workers showed up, Covington opened his office door and asked for her to please be seated. As she sat as instructed, Covington closed the door gently before he seated himself across from her separated by a large oak table top.

So what seems to be the issue Kimberly? He asked her.

I have worked here for a very long time. I know that I am not your typical worker through the eyes of some but I do not feel comfortable with being touched by some of the workers in an inappropriate manner. Sometimes certain comments made to me by a few are just as inappropriate in nature. She expressed with frustration.

Listen Kimberly, perhaps this is not the job for you. I say that as this is the first I have heard of such. You are right about not being the typical worker for a meat market and you do a hell of a job but again, have you thought that some of these guys are simply just joking around with you as a friend? He asked.

Sir, with all due respect, have you not heard my complaint? I am simply asking you to have a discussion with the ones that are making me feel uncomfortable. Kimberly demanded.

Very well Kimberly. Give me the names of those that are bothering you. I am asking that you take the day off paid, as once I have this meeting with the guys they may not be too happy about your complaint. It would be best to give them a day to calm themselves without having to see your presence. He explained.

I understand and thank you for addressing this. Kimberly smirked.

Looking at his watch and he realized that the market was about to open in twenty-two minutes, he advised her to leave his office while telling her to enjoy her day off. Kimberly acknowledged him as she walked from his office and down the narrow hall towards the front doors. On her walk, she had become a little light headed and all objects around her became fuzzy except for one item which was her meat cleaver that shined brightly as it hung off a hook resting to the side of her station.

She stopped only for a few seconds to clear her mind as she focused on her favorite carving tool, Kimberly smiles big as though she believed everything was going to be alright. 

A few co-workers had arrived as she walked to the front door. Two employees made a few smart remarks to her as she ignored them while she walked out of the front door and to her car.

Mr. Covington kept the store closed an extra amount of time, which frustrated him in having to do so as it was money being wasted but knew that he would have to address those that Kimberly mentioned. Once all of the employees arrived at the market, Mr. Covington ordered three employees to go to his office and for the other five to clean their stations up while he has his talk behind closed doors.

Okay you three, you all have been great employees and Thomas, you have been here over sixteen years. Apparently, Kimberly feels that you three have been harassing her which we can't have boys. This is a business that won't tolerate such acts. Ahh, who am I kidding? She is a fine ass looking woman and I don't blame you three one bit for touching her ass as I only wish that I could.  Mr. Covington laughed.

Thomas was a small man that had been there longer than Kimberly. He had been married numerous times and looked as if he took what he could get as he was not at all attractive. His bald head shined only above his five foot five stature and his scrawny frame only made him look creepy.

Tell me about it boss. Hell, I will tell you about it as her ass is absolutely perfect. God what I would do to have one night alone with her.  Thomas smiled.

Fuck that bitch is what I say. If she can't handle it then she can leave. Brit commented.

Not me man, I would miss not being able to slap that ass from time to time. Pete responded.

Brit and Pete were both fairly large. Brit had blonde hair and blue eyes and stood a tall six foot four. While Pete was dark headed and stood just over six feet. Both had been at the market for a few years but not as long as Thomas or Kimberly.

Okay boys, she is off today so just tone it down a little. I really don't want that cunt to come bitching at me again with her pathetic issues. Now get out of here as I need to open the market. Let's have a great day boys. Mr. Covington ordered.

With the market open and no Kimberly around, the three employees were quick to make a mess of her station to show their frustrations. They did so by placing pubic hairs from their crotch and scattering them over her work station, taking her tools/knives and spitting on them before tossing them to the floor and Thomas going as far as using the restroom to jerk off to place a small amount of cum on the initials of her meat cleaver.

Kimberly had no idea of what it was going to be like for her the next day at work, so she enjoyed her paid day off and did so with a nice dinner with Adam. She expressed to him over a romantic Italian dinner that she had spoken with the owner and that he had promised to her that he was going to have a discussion with those that were harassing her. Adam was pleased with her for listening to his advice.

Early morning would come after a wonderful date night with Adam as she overslept from her alarm clock. In a quick panic, Kimberly hopped out of her bed and dressed herself quickly by wasting little time of rinsing her mouth out with mouth wash while putting her hair in a ponytail.  Leaving her apartment and to her car, she was nervous about how her work day might go.  Arriving nearly a half an hour late she watched the customers hovering over the counters to get their meats of choice, she pulled to the curb and entered the market while putting on her white coat. 

There were no comments made to her by any of the employees, no whistling at her or rude statements of sexual references. Nothing but smiles were on their faces as she truly believed that the conversation between her and Mr. Covington had panned out well. It all came crashing down nonetheless as she walked to her work station.

Looking at her table top to she saw a few strands of pubic hair and her knives were scattered on the floor, her light blue eyes began to swell with tears. Backing away from her station, she bumped into the front side of Mr. Covington which startled her as she turned to face him.

I told you that it wasn't going to turn out well.  You seemed to have pissed off some of my employees Kimberly. I would recommend that next time you have an issue that you walk out the same door you just entered and find something more suitable for yourself. Mr. Covington chuckled in saying.

Are you serious? Look at what they did to my station? How is this not proof of what I talked with you about yesterday? She nearly cried.

How long have you been here Kimberly? Mr. Covington asked.

Almost ten years, what does that have to do with anything? She questioned.

It has to with a lot actually. Thomas over there, he has been here far longer than you and is one of my best employees. I am not going to simply fire him for having a little fun with a fellow employee. To be honest and after speaking with them as I paid for you to have a day off, I can't help but agree with what they told me. Look at your soft skin and beautiful eyes. That fine ass of yours that just calls out 'look at me' and your perky breasts I only wish I could see un-clothed. Mr. Covington groaned.

Are you fucking serious! Kimberly screamed.

While the confusion flooded her mind of what he had just said to her, he began to press his body against hers forcing her backwards. She tried asking him what he was doing as the fellow co-workers looked on as if though everything was fine. Not a single soul was offering help to her or paying much attention. Giving a nod to Thomas, Thomas ushered the customers out of the store and closed the market down. 

I've been wanting to do this for a long time now Kimberly. I don't want a struggle, so make this easy. Save your energy for Thomas and the others. Mr. Covington stated as he began to unzip his pants.

Please don't do this, what is wrong with you?  Kimberly begged.

Shh this won't take long I promise you. He told her.

Just as his erect penis freed from his pants, Kimberly's left hand rested on the handle of her favorite carving tool and without hesitation, she swiped at Mr. Covington’s erect penis, it easily dismembered it as he screamed in agony. Not stopping as she feared for her life, she slammed the shiny and razor sharp blade to the side of his right temple, killing him quickly from the blow and removing the cleaver as his body dropped and blood splattering her face from the gaping wound of his head, Thomas and two others ran at her. 

Screaming from all three as they picked up knives themselves, they shouted at her to drop her cleaver. She refused to do so as she backed away from her station and slowly walked backwards to the exit door at the opposite end of the market.  Feeling surrounded as the three kept moving forward toward her, she picked up surrounding knives that she could see on empty stations and threw what she could find towards them.  Unfortunately for her, none of what she had thrown had made contact with any of them.  Feeling the panic further set in her and only ten short feet of separation between her and the three co-workers, she slipped on a small amount of grease on the floor. Falling backwards and her head hitting hard to the tile, she had lost the grip of her cleaver as it slid a small distance away from her reach as she began to see stars, the fuzziness set in and Thomas was fast to jump on top of her while he ripped her bra and shirt off to expose her breasts.

I am going to make you enjoy this Kimberly!  Thomas shouted as he smacked her across her left cheek with his right hand.

He licked her nipples as the other two stood back patiently waiting, Thomas reached inside her pants with the very hand he had smacked her with and began to penetrate her vagina hard with three of his fingers. With the other two laughing telling him to hurry up so that they can have their turn, Kimberly with her head tilted back as far as she could, had seen her cleaver nearly in reach behind a table leg of the work station. She continued to reach for the small leather loop of the handle with everything she had as she fought off the pounding fingers running in and out of her vagina, she focused extremely hard to just reach that leather loop. With her right arm stretched as far as it could go and the back of her hand resting on the cold tile, it was with effort her index finger met the goal she set. A slight tug of the loop, the handle of the cleaver rested in her palm tightly once more. Without hesitation and a firm grip of the cleaver, she struck the back of Thomas's neck and repeatedly four more times severing his neck spine. 

She kicked his dead body away from her and was still seeing stars, she scooted away on her butt further from the other two. Pete had had enough of this non-sense made it clear to his remaining co-workers that she was going to just die and that they were going to fuck her dead body. He charged towards her, Pete was careless