This carnage--pigsticking comes to mind--begins when Gloria-Ann Cooper comes to New York; she's a very sexy bit with a ""nifty-go-to-hell quality"" due to her gangbang rape by some ""Messkins"" at the age of ten. En route to staying with her cousin Nancy, momentarily in the hospital (she's been mugged), Gloria is picked up by a sleek pimp who puts her right to work in his elegant apartment, equipped with seven razors, one for every day of the week. She selects the Tuesday blade to remove his male appurtenances and disembowel him. Seven more (who can count?) follow and two policemen think about a Jack the Ripper instead of a Jill the Slasher before they pick her up after her final demolition of a conventioneer. It is to blench--line your stomach with Maalox before putting it in a sling.