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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #350

“let’s play a love game, play a love game / do you want love, or you want fame? / are you in the game?”

Who was your first good kiss with? Jason. Would you kiss this person again? I know I fucking would and I hate it more than I could possibly express. Name something that is on your bedroom wall? Lots of artwork, mostly of meerkats. What accessory do you want in your bedroom? I need another desk to put stuff on. If you could paint your walls any color what would it be? Something pastel. Maybe like, peach. Soft and warm and would really bring light to the room. What does your phone case look like? It's just this boring purple one that came with the phone. What do you take the most pictures of? My camera roll says my pets, hahaha. What is the point of Twitter for you? Liking Mark's shit lmao. What does your planner look like? I don’t have one. If you get into an argument what is it usually about? My anxiety, I think. What are you always in the mood for? Ummm probably a car ride where I can control the music in the passenger seat. It is very, very rare I'll turn that opportunity down. What’s the last emergency you dealt with? I don't really know; I'm thankfully not in these situations very much, especially when you're cooped up at home. I probably haven't been actually engaged in an emergency since I had to call 911 for my mom before she found out about her cancer. She was basically immobile from agony in her abdomen. Do you have a son? I'm perfectly happy without a son, or kids period. Are you married? No. Have you ever worn a suit? I haven't. Have you ever had to call 911? Twice for Mom. How many keys are on your key-ring? Just one for the house. What’s the last thing you created? An RP post would count as art creation, I'd say. Who are your closest friends? Sara, Girt, and uh... Well, they might be it as far as friends I consider truly close to me. I have a few other people I consider good friends, but we're just not like... on that "close" level, you know? Lisa is maybe another, and Lyndsey perhaps, both WoW friends. Are you ready to have a family? I hate that "have a family" tends to mean get married and have kids, which I'm guessing is what you're implying. If that's the case, no, given I don't want kids and am not fit to get married right now. I'm not even with anyone. I'm content right now with just living with my mom and my two pets, who are children well enough to me. Have you ever taken a DNA test? No. Do you have a family cemetery? No. Would you say you have a high sex drive or not so much? *shrugs* I think it's pretty normal. How do you feel about swallowing pills? What do you mean how do I "feel" about it? I just do it if I need to. What animal is the scariest in your opinion? Some kind of bug, probably. Giant centipedes creep me the fuck out, for one, and I've heard their bite is incredibly painful. I've also always been very afraid of Australia's funnel web spiders since watching some show on Animal Planet when I was younger; I think it scarred me for life, aha. And let's not forget the murder hornets. No thnx, rather die. :') Have you ever questioned your sanity? Way more than once, my friend. How do you feel about people wearing fur coats? Are you for or against it? I am VIOLENTLY against it unless it is for survival in extreme climates and you don't have access to other material. That aside, there is NO way you could possibly convince me that it's okay to wear the fur of something once living on yourself for ~fashion~. What’s the worst thing a friend has either done or said to you? Let's not go here. What’s fake about you? Like extensions, fake nails, botox etc. Nothing. If you got the chance, would you audition for a reality show? No. Have you ever gotten into a Facebook fight? Haha, yeah. Favorite flavor of jelly bean? Probably watermelon or strawberry. I'm not a massive jellybean fan. Do you use Tinder? If yes, have you ever met up with someone you matched? I've never tried it, no. What book/movie has made you cry the hardest? Either The Notebook or Titanic. Something you feared as a kid but don’t anymore? Thunderstorms. What’s your skincare routine? I don't really have one. Just wash it with water in the shower and then use a washcloth when I feel the need. Would you rather have a snake or a tarantula as a pet? I want both, but I prefer snakes. What is something you are NOT looking forward to? I both am and am not looking forward to my second Covid vaccine because it's notoriously worse than the first; the only bright side to it is that after the potential side effects blow over, I'm job hunting. What do you usually do right when you wake up? Check the time on my phone. Would you rather eat your pizza cold or hot? Hot, but I like both. Who taught you how to swim? Dad, I think? Can you do push-ups? No. Do you like Doritos? Yesssss. Who is the closest friend that you live by? I don't know. Have you ever banged your head against something? I've had two concussions before, so, y'know. Have you ever jumped on a trampoline? Yeah, I loved that as a kid. Do you like watching scary movies? Yeah. Has anyone ever told you that you have a big butt? No, considering I have like no ass, rip. Has one of your friends ever tried to "hook you up?" Ugh, yes. Do you prefer landmarks or street names when being given directions? Landmarks, by a mile. Although, I'm super bad with directions, so it probably wouldn't really matter much. Do you read the prologues in the beginnings of books? Yeah, you got to. Does your house have more than one fireplace? No. What was your favourite gym class moment? The one and only thing I liked about gym as a kid was when you took one of those rainbow tarps and made like, an air bubble underneath to make this awesome dome everyone sat in. Ya missed out if you didn't do that. Do you think that ocean boardwalks are fun? Yeah. Do you dread when people ask you to sign their yearbooks? Not at all; I was always flattered, knowing they cared enough to want mine. Apple Jacks: yay or nay? I looove those. Do you have a favorite Scooby-Doo movie? Haha yeah, I think it's the second one? Such iconic scenes. It's the one with the Mary Jane girl that Shaggy liked... oh, jokes that went over your head as a kid. Who were your last 3 Facebook messages from and what do they say? I'm too lazy to list the convos themselves, but the people involved are my friends Chelsea and Ian, as well as a friend's mother. Do you turn your phone off at night when you go to sleep? No. It's always on vibrate, and I just turn the brightness way down. What is the sexual orientation of the last person you talked to? She's straight. What’s your favourite hairstyle on the opposite sex? Don't you fucking dare laugh, emo hair is A++. Has anyone ever played a prank on you? What happened? Not a big one, no. Do you like the Silent Hill movies? Do I?! I love the first one (though for a while I wasn't very happy they swapped the lead role from Harry to his wife), and while the second is literal trash story-wise and it's ALL over the damn place, I still enjoy it with just how much I adore SH as a whole. What movie scared you the most out of any other movies? The Rite, because the concept of being raped and impregnated by a demon is fucking horrifying to me. Have you ever wanted to be on American Idol? When was this? Nah. Name 5 things you don’t believe in. 1.) "Everything happens for a reason;" 2.) karma; 3.) destiny/fate; 4.) psychics, fortune tellers, all that; and 5.) luck, at least in the sense of someone having set "good" or "bad" luck. If you could have any friend that you’ve lost back, who would you pick? Probably Megan. If you have pets, who normally puts food and water in their dish? Me for both of them. Do you organize the pictures on your computer into different folders or are they all just under “My Pictures”? I have folders. Do you think if someone is in a relationship, that it is acceptable to have sleepovers with other people of their preferred sex? Eh, nah, that feels a bit far to me. I am very firmly for friends still being able to hang out even if they're each other's preferred gender, but a sleepover sounds a bit too intimate, even without sharing a bed. Would you shoot a gun if given the chance? If you’ve shot a gun before, how many different types of guns have you shot? No. I'm very intimidated by guns and nearly shook when I merely handed a friend his (not for anything bad, he just carried it with him when he goes out), and I've got noooo plans of holding one again unless my life depends on it. Do you feel uncomfortable sharing things like artwork or poetry you’ve written? Is it because you don’t think it’s good enough to show off or because it’s too personal? You. Have. Zero. Idea. It's for both reasons, and it's far more severe in person. Online, I actually don't mind much, oddly enough... I can't quite pin down why. Do you have any siblings you absolutely despise? Why do you despise them? No. Do knives scare you? Is it from watching scary movies? Knives scare me like five times more than guns. Scary movies have nothing to do with it, though. They're just so sharp and the idea of being stabbed by one is terrifying. As someone with a history of self-mutilation too (not with knives, but I've thought about it and once planned to slit my throat with one, but Mom stopped me), they just make me incredibly uncomfortable to the point I can barely hold a "real" knife to just slice food. Have you ever climbed a chain-link fence? Many times. What is your LEAST favorite Disney animated movie? That I've seen, uhhhhh... I don't know man, there are way too many Disney movies lmao. Who was the last person’s house you went to besides your own? My sister's. On YouTube, who are two people you find hilarious? I'm just counting GameGrumps as one, and then you can't forget Shane Dawson, regardless of the controversy. He probably made me laugh more than any other YouTuber. Do you shave your pits? Yeah. Do you know anyone who has been on life support, and survived? I don't think so. Besides the USA, what is your favorite country? I'm not nearly informed enough about foreign countries' politics and laws and mannerisms to have a favorite. Would you rather go to Europe or Asia? Europe. Would you rather go to Africa or Australia? Africa. Would you rather go to Mexico or Canada? Canada. Do you think emo/scene hair is attractive? I love emo and scene hair, don't @ me, it's cute as fuck. Have you ever seen a ghost orb picture? Lots, actually, at one of my old houses that I totally know was haunted. Do you think abortion should be illegal? NO. You would NOT end abortions. You would end SAFE abortions. Do any of your pets have strange habits? Explain? Venus, my ball python, is extremely odd with food to the point I sometimes worry about her, but she's always been this way and is healthy, so I guess it's nothing really worth fretting over. Anyway, when I place her rat in her terrarium, she gets excited first and will pretty much frantically examine her surroundings, like slithering around everywhere, and even when she has clearly found the rat (she'll even prod it with her snout), she usually won't immediately eat. She just like... sits there and has to continue to verify for ten minutes that it's food. I know it's thawed perfectly, btw. So anyway, THAT'S weird... As for Roman, dear god, that cat's just weird, lmao. Especially in the morning, he's very hyper and will bolt around the house sometimes, he "plays" with nothing all the time, he "meerkat"s at nothing that I can nothing, etc. etc. etc. He's a weirdo lol. Have you ever told an extremely inappropriate joke? Oh god, I said something really inapprops once when my friend Chelsea startled me. I won't be repeating it lmao. Who in life have you felt the strongest need to protect? Sara, I think. Who have you most feared in your life? My dad. He doesn't scare me anymore, but he did. What was the quickest friendship you ever made? Oh idk. What is the worst word anyone ever used to describe you? "Martyr." And not the kind that dies for their beliefs. It hurt me so badly to know someone thought of me that way, and I'll probably never let it go. If you have any pets, were they adopted from the humane society? No. Roman is one of the billion kittens born to the cats my sister's in-laws have, and Venus is from a ball python breeding business in Florida called The Gourmet Rodent (they sell f/t rodents too, obvs) Do you like home design, like picking out paint colors and furniture? Not really. My grandmother though, whew, that was her calling for sure. Have you seen any of the old James Bond movies? Nope. List all of your features that you have ever gotten compliments on: My hair, my eyes, my tattoos, my hands, I think my nose, my dimples, my smile, and my boobs lmao. Have you ever been in a hot air balloon? And if not, would you ever want to go in one? I haven't. I think it'd be kinda cool, but they seem too easy to fall out of, and I'm afraid of heights. I'd probably go in one if given the opportunity. Do you have any stains on your shirt currently? No, but there are two small rips. It's just an old tank top. Do you listen to local bands? No. Not that I'm opposed, I just don't know of any I really enjoy. Do you watch YouTube videos often? Many, many daily. Do your parents fight? Do they even talk at all? They're divorced; they used to fight a lot when they were together. Now they only talk if they have reason to. Have you ever watched a movie that's in a complete different language, so you had to read sub-titles? No. Do people with yellow teeth disgust you? Dude, fuck off, no. My teeth are kinda yellow, and I'm extremely self-conscious about it, so seriously fuck this question. You never know for sure why someone's teeth may seem yellowish. Do you drink alcohol on New Year’s Eve? Usually a drink or two. Do you wear rings? I always have two on, yeah. Are you hungry right now? No, I literally just ate a breakfast bowl. Have you ever tried smoking a cigarette? No; I haven't the slightest interest in doing so.

#survey #surveys #questions #lyrics: ''lovegame'' by lady gaga

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thedulcinashq · 4 years

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“You can keep telling girls to be polite, to keep a level head and it’ll all work out in the end. But don’t be surprised when they figure out that you’ve been feeding them lies.” ― Lisa Lutz

THE DULCINAS is a mature SMUT DISCORD rp that was inspired by the plot of THE SWALLOWS. There’s two sororities in a competition to collect the most DULCINAS while attending HILMAN UNIVERSITY, a QUEER ALL WOMEN liberal arts college located outside of RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA. Will the school keep operating with the unique hazing system? Or will a group of students finally take it down?

PLEASE CLICK HERE FOR THE DISCORD SERVER.

#discord rp #urban rp #lgbt rp #poc rp #university rp

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jojoingjoseph · 5 years

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"Come on, now. You've lived through worse than this. Just... Just live through this too."- lisa lisa have a mom :3

DYING RP STARTERS

‘Mother’ had been a word he hadn’t ever gotten to use for much of his life, rather as far back as he could remember..

It had always been Granny, Granny Erina…

When it came to Elizabeth.. He couldn’t lie to himself he felt at some odds and ends with himself in regards to how Fate played it’s hand, tearing away his family to mere shreds of a lonely widowed Grandmother and her Grandson staking out a living that was graciously aided by a close family friend who might as well had been family as far as Joseph felt. It was almost damning how quickly his thoughts drifted to Erina and Speedwagon first as opposed to the darker haired woman currently trying to keep him from closing heavy eyes.

His thoughts muddied into one another, emotions shifting as much as the dirt mixed in with his own blood in thick streams that wouldn’t cease from a gaping wound marred deep into his side. Was this what dying felt like? It hurt.. it hurt so much but he couldn’t muster the strength to cry out than simply keep a tentative hand saturated in stickiness clamped over stained fabric. He couldn’t even gather enough of a breath to try and make the smallest spark of energy, each gasping inhale a struggle to squeeze past parted, bloodied lips.

‘Mother’, Had been the image of a blonde woman, aged in her eldery years, kind was her voice and firm was her hand in disciplining him as the time came. Held him when he cried, soothed him when was frightened, warmed him when he was cold.. and stayed with him as a guide until he grew to a man.

The touches gently brushing back wild locks of hair reminded him of that feeling..

His coach’s words held their steadfast tone to them, as always. Eyes dyed an icy sapphire matched with his own, feeble gaze, painted lips moving to form words that were getting difficult to understand with the world gradually fading to a lingering white noise. Dark brown hair mirroring his own draped over deceivingly strong shoulders bearing the weight of what might as well have been Atlas’ own burden shaped in the image of a single, blood red jewel. At times he cursed the woman for many things, how cruel she was, cold her heart is, how much of a damned Witch and worse names for all the Hell she put him and Caesar through despite how much that pasta headed bastard treated her like a Goddess..

Fate was a funny thing now.. wasn’t it?

A thick swallow barely managed to squeeze the muscles of his throat, choking out a fresh splatter of blood in a gasping wheeze. The sharp pain that had speared into him seemed dull now, a cold peacefulness steadily crawling invisible talons further along his limbs.. reaching for the still beating organ residing within a proud chest. With every minute, even a brazen spirit like his weakened further and further, every drop spilled painting the ground in bright strokes.. gradually growing ever darker.. and darker..

’ Mother ’ was a word he never thought he’d see after being told she had died during the war.. it was a word that he never once thought would be here right now, beautiful eyes glistening with carefully concealed tears and a voice that could strike fear and boast with doubtless charisma speak in an almost uncharacteristically soft tone. At least now he knew where he got his gift for it..

★ “ Wish.. I could say living.. Living past your training was my greatest survival.. but I’m… ” A pause, the burden of trying to keep breathing caved at his chest, lungs struggling to fill themselves before exhaling in shallowed breaths became an ever increasing endeavor to overcome, “ … I’m… so tired.. ”

★ “ … I’m sorry.. .. I’m all out of tricks this time.. Mother.. ”

#fleremus #★ Kick Back and Have a Soda { Answered }#━━☆ Verse: Unknown #death tw #( you wanna see how hard I can cry? hnFSHSLng )#( thank you for sending in~ hope this is alright fhlgjg )#( I never write much Lisa Lisa and Joseph interactions so this was actually pretty neat and painful to write???? )

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4dixcy · 2 months

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𝓘𝗍'𝗌ㅤ𝗇𝗈𝗍ㅤ𝗁𝗒𝗉𝖾,ㅤ𝗁𝗒𝗉𝖾,ㅤ𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒,ㅤ𝑰'𝑴ㅤ𝑨ㅤ𝑹𝑶𝑪𝑲𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹ㅤ﹒ㅤ☆

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jesusbukkake-blog · 7 years

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Girls Scream Aloud story

Girls Scream Aloud is a story written by a man named Darryn Walker from South Tyneside that resulted in him getting taken to court for obscenity.

You can read the Girls Scream Aloud story online here because I realised there doesn’t appear to be anyone else who has created a mirror of it.

Obviously, I think it is absolutely terrible that anyone would be arrested for writing text and publishing it online.

This following story was not written by me in any part. Personally, I don’t think it’s very good. But fuck how my home and native land treat free speech.

Publishing this is definitely in the public interest. Motherfuckers.

This is the entirety of the text as it was originally posted on asstr.org

Everything beneath this sentence is his original post.

Girls (Scream) Aloud (FFM, nc, rp, inc, v, tor, bd, sn, mutilation)

By Blake Sinclair ([email protected]) ________________________________________ ________________________________________

WARNING! This story contains explicit imaginary descriptions of the rape torture and mutilation of five of the sexiest girls in pop today.

The following is a work of erotic/sadistic fantasy set in a world in which women are disposable sex objects that exist solely for the pleasure of men. It contains themes of extreme sexism, misogyny, torture, rape, mutilation, dismemberment, murder, execution and male supremacy over women. I cannot stress enough that this is STRICTLY FICTITIOUS and in no way reflects my own views or opinions towards women.

Under no circumstances should the violent situations of this story be re-enacted in any way. ALWAYS practice safe sex with consenting partners of a legal age.

The characters in this story are fictitious and any similarities between any persons living or dead are purely coincidental.

If you are easily offended by the themes I have described above then please read no further. If you are unable to differentiate between fantasy and reality and your actions are in any way likely to be influenced by these fictional events then you are not the sort of person that I want reading my work and you should commit suicide before an innocent person gets hurt because of your sick and perverted persuasions. For those who enjoy gratuitous sadistic erotica in the extreme and realise that this is nothing but fantasy, please read on….

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Prologue

As much as I had always hated the sound of Girls Aloud’s so called music, like nearly every other man in the world I was willing to endure it in order to see their luscious soft female bodies on TV clothed in very little. How I fantasized about how I would kill five such sexy girls.

My most recent girlfriend, Lisa had looked a bit like Sarah Harding which my only reason was for ever dating her and for killing her in my favourite way when I got sick of her – to cut off her legs and tits whilst she was tied down naked and helpless.

Strangely enough though, in the last month nobody had heard anything from Girls Aloud. They had simply not turned up for an organised concert with no explanation.

I didn’t give it much thought as I would at least be spared that racket of their so called singing.

It was purely by chance then, that I stumbled across the most fantastic eBay offer I had ever set my eyes upon: Genuine Girls Aloud body parts plus a DVD of all five girls’ murder with every purchase.

I studied the images closely: Five pretty heads; five pairs if well formed tits; five carefully cut out cunts and five pairs of long sexy legs.

Hoping beyond anything I’d ever hoped for before that this wasn’t a hoax, I waited until the last possible moment and doubled the offer on Nadine Coyle’s legs and held my breath. I didn’t breathe again until I was satisfied of three things: Bid accepted; Payment confirmed; Goods dispatched.

It took only two days for my lovely new purchase to arrive and I eagerly opened the long box. My hands trembled as I tore away the soft inner packaging to reveal a pair of beautiful smooth sexy legs. They had been treated with a preservative called Soft Balm which kept a dead body from ever decomposing. It had been formulated to meet with the rising demand for men wanting to keep girls’ body parts as souvenirs of sexual their conquests.

Also in the packaging was the promised DVD. I loaded it into my player, sat down with Nadine’s legs in my lap and hit the ‘PLAY’ button on my DVD remote:

Victim #1: Nicola

According to its driver, the Girls Aloud tour bus had to be diverted in order to avoid upcoming road works.

The girls themselves were too engrossed to care so all he got was a simple “Yeah, whatever.” from Cheryl who was clearly annoyed that his announcement had distracted Kimberley from licking out her wet cunt. Beside Cheryl and Kimberley, Sarah lay in between Nadine and Nicola. Nicola lay behind Sarah and had one finger up Sarah’s tight little arsehole.

Sarah in turn had one arm stretched behind her and was fingering Nicola’s juicy cunt. Facing Sarah was Nadine who had one finger in Sarah’s cunt who in turn fingered Nadine with her other hand. Nadine was also fingering Kimberley’s cunt from behind. All the girls were well aware that they were being watched by the driver.

The driver hated these bitches and their teasing sex games which the little bitches knew he was watching on the bus’s internal CCTV monitor. They did so love to play their little teasing game for him which was why he’d spent months planning this particular detour. They wouldn’t be so arrogant soon, the overpaid little whores. Soon they’d be begging for their lives and making him very rich, not to mention very happy.

“I’m pulling into a garage here!” the driver announced. No one answered. They probably didn’t even hear him over their own moans and giggles. In fact they didn’t even realise that the bus had stopped and the driver had left it. They were too busy playing with one another’s cunts.

Cheryl gave a scream of ecstasy as her cunt shot its hot girl cum onto Kimberley’s tongue. Kimberley swallowed Cheryl’s cum and licked her cunt clean then giggled, as she wriggled with Nadine’s finger up her own cunt.

“Ha ha!” Kimberley laughed. “Cheryl’s out! She’s just shot her load.” Kimberley licked her lips at Cheryl. “And it tasted lovely.” Kimberley added and kissed Cheryl on the cunt then on her mouth so Cheryl could get a faint taste of her own juices. The others laughed as Cheryl stood up and walked away to get dressed.

It was only as Cheryl, still dizzy from the earth shattering orgasm Kimberley had given her, was sorting out a pair of tights to put on that she realised that the bus was no longer moving.

“Hey, we’ve stopped.” she called out.

“No, no, nooooo! Oh god!” Screamed Sarah as she was the next to orgasm. “Fuck you, Cheryl!” Sarah shouted “I was trying not to cum!” Nadine and Nicola both took their fingers out of Sarah’s arse and cunt. As they were both still in the game though, Sarah had to stay where she was and keep her fingers in both of their cunts.

“Where’s the driver gone?” Asked Cheryl to no one in particular.

“Filling up I suppose,” suggested Sarah.

“You’re right.” Said Cheryl. “I can smell petrol.”

The others instinctively sniffed the air.

“It’s getting stronger too.” Cheryl said.

“I don’t think that its petrol either.” Said Nicola, her voice straining with the effort of talking and keeping an orgasm at bay.

“Well bloody diesel, then!” Snapped Cheryl. “God, you can be a right pedantic cow at times!”

The smell got stronger.

Kimberley sniffed harder, “My car’s diesel,” she said urgently. “And I can tell you now that’s not like any diesel I’ve ever used!”

“What the fuck’s going on?” demanded Cheryl just before darkness took her and she hit the floor of the bus.

The others fell unconscious too.

Little did they realise what awaited them when they woke up.

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Sarah’s eyes opened. Her vision was blurred. She was lying gagged on a cold stone floor with her hands tied behind her back. She was still naked except for the fact that someone had put a pair of sheer black stockings and black five inch heels on her.

As her vision cleared she realised that there wasn’t much light but she could make out the shapes of the others similarly gagged and tied. They had all had stockings and high heels put on them as well.

One of them moved, Nadine.

Nadine opened her eyes and looked pleadingly to Sarah. Sarah could only return her helpless stare. One by one the other three came round.

They all lay helpless on the ground as they came to their senses.

They hadn’t lain there for long when light suddenly flooded the building they were in. The lights were powerful and they all recognised them as familiar studio lights which they were well used to working under.

They were in some kind of large warehouse. It was sparsely furnished but for the lights and some odd looking apparatus in the middle of the floor and a couple of high definition digital movie cameras.

From somewhere out of sight, they could hear faint laughter: A man’s laughter. All five girls were getting very frightened. They wriggled futilely in their restraints as the sound of footsteps sounded in the distance and the shape of a man loomed into view.

He was large muscular and naked with a huge erection. His face was obscured by a black leather executioner’s hood and only his eyes and mouth were visible. The girls tried to back away as he approached them. He went for Cheryl first and effortlessly hauled her to her feet and dragged her to where five hooks hung from the high ceiling. He untied her wrists then snapped handcuffs on them, this time in front of her. Then he pulled her arms above her head and looped the chain of the handcuffs over one of the hooks so as she stood suspended with her feet just barely touching the floor.

Tears filled Cheryl’s eyes and she sobbed softly.

The man walked away and returned with Nadine. He repeated the process of hanging her by her wrists on one of the hooks then returned with Sarah followed by Nicola and finally Kimberley.

All five girls were crying now.

The man himself seemed to be adjusting one of the cameras so that it pointed towards the five helpless girls.

“Well, girls,” said the man in a rasping voice. “If you haven’t already guessed, you’re all going to die tonight.”

The girls all started shaking and pulling frantically at their restraints.

His cold cruel eyes looked at each girl in turn. The look of sheer terror filling each of their eyes was clearly pleasing him.

Finally he spoke, “Nicola. You’re first.” He walked up to Nicola and removed her gag.

“Nooooo!” she screamed “No! Please!”

The man lifted Nicola off her hook and dropped her screaming to the ground.

He then grabbed her by her long auburn hair and dragged her to where a work bench stood in the middle of the floor.

Nicola continued screaming. “No! Please! Somebody help me!”

The man lifted Nicola effortlessly onto the wooden bench and unlocked her handcuffs.

Nicola tried to struggle against his superior strength but he easily forced her arms wide apart and tightened her wrists into leather straps at the corners of the bench.

Nicola kept screaming.

The hooded man then grabbed Nicola’s kicking legs and similarly tied them at the ankles as wide apart as painfully possible so that her wet cunt lips were parted and vulnerable.

Satisfied that Nicola was completely helpless, the man held up a huge twelve inch vibrator for Nicola and the others to see. Nicola’s eyes widened at the length and thickness of the huge phallic toy.

The man smiled and activated the dildo. It buzzed to life with a faint hum. Then he squeezed it tightly and a sharp eight inch blade sprang from its tip.

“No!” Screamed Nicola louder than ever “Oh God! No! Please!”

The man retracted the blade and smiled. “As soon as you cum.” He said unable to keep the excitement out of his voice. “As soon as you cum, the blade extends inside you.”

“No!” Screamed Nicola. “Please! I’ll do anything. Anything!”

The man ignored her and parted her already open cunt lips even farther with his fingers.

“Nooooo!” cried Nicola over and over again as she felt the huge rubber cock being forced up her tight cunt hole. It was pushed further into her than any real cock or dildo she had ever used on herself had ever been. She yelped in pain as the man gave it one last push and activated it.

The dildo vibrated fast inside Nicola’s cunt, stimulating that most sensitive area. Her clitoris sent all the usual signals of euphoric bliss to her brain despite her best efforts to resist. I mustn’t orgasm; she thought to herself, I mustn’t cum.

But the dildo was too powerful and after a few minutes of stimulation Nicola lost control of her cunt muscles as they squeezed and contracted around the huge dildo which was invading her body.

“No. NO. NOOOOOOOOOOO!” she screamed but it was too late. Inside her body she felt the release of her juices followed by a sharp horrendous pain of the cruel blade perforating her innards. She screamed her loudest yet as the man loomed over her once again this time holding a long knife. Nicola began to cough up blood from her destroyed internal organs. Her vision began to darken but she felt the man’s rough hand squeeze her tit hard. He then placed the knife blade under the tit and sliced upwards.

Nicola made a sound that was somewhere between screaming and gurgling blood. The man sliced excitedly until the soft tit was severed from Nicola’s dying body. He then did the same to her remaining tit, happy that she was still alive and conscious enough to still feel the pain and scream.

When both her tits had been cut off the man pulled the bloodied dildo out of Nicola’s cunt and with a smaller thin sharp knife, he cut around her cunt then pulled it out with a sharp tug. Nicola gave one final scream.

Although still alive, Nicola felt cold and numb and her vision was darkening. She could make out the shape of the man standing between her outstretched legs holding what appeared to be a large saw. Darkness finally took her as she thought she could hear a grinding sound and the feeling of something cutting trough her pelvis where her leg joined her body.

Victim #2: Kimberley

The four remaining girls looked in sheer terror at Nicola’s torture. She had stopped screaming now and the only sound they could hear was the sickly grinding sound of the man sawing the legs off Nicola’s mutilated body.

When the legs were cut off he placed them on the ground and unfastened the restraints holding Nicola’s arms. He then lifted her titless and legless torso and placed it on the ground beside her severed tits and legs.

The girls’ eyes flooded with tears at the sight of Nicola’s demise and at the knowledge that one of them was going to be next.

The man turned back to where the helpless four were hanging by their wrists.

They all began to struggle violently as he eyed each one of them in turn until his eyes settled on Kimberley.

Kimberley shook her head frantically as he walked towards her and removed her gag.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” screamed Kimberley. “Please!”

The man smiled “I’m betting you’ll do anything not to die like Nicola did?” he asked excitedly.

“Yes.” screamed Kimberley. “I’ll do anything. Anything you want! Oh God please don’t do the same to me. Please! I don’t want to die!”

“Well,” said the man menacingly, “Killing beautiful girls is horny work and I have the urge to cum in your mouth. Are you going to be a good girl and suck my cock?”

“YES!!!” Screamed Kimberley. “Yes I’ll be good and do whatever you want. Just please don’t hurt me!”

He lifted Kimberley down from her hook and forced her to kneel in front of him.

“Suck my cock.” He ordered her. “And swallow like the little slut you are!”

With that he rammed his hard cock into Kimberley’s open mouth. “Use your tongue, you little whore!” he growled.

Kimberley tasted the salty pulsating cock in her wet mouth. Under different circumstanced she might have enjoyed it. But now all she could think was that her life depended on this blow-job although deep down she knew she was going to die anyway.

The huge cock pulsated and throbbed in her mouth until it finally exploded and her mouth filled up with hot thick cum.

There’s so much of it thought! Kimberley. As she swallowed it seemed as though more was pouring from the hard erection and she began to choke as she struggled to get all the hot semen down her throat.

Finally the man stopped cumming and pulled his cock out of Kimberley’s mouth. Amazingly, it was still impressively hard.

Kimberley gagged and spluttered as she tried to breathe again.

“Did you enjoy that?” the man asked making no effort to hide the fact that he clearly had.

“Yes!” cried Kimberley hoping that this was the right thing to say. “I want to do it again. Please can we do it again?”

The man laughed. “I don’t have time.” He said. “I’ve got to kill you and three more to kill.”

“No!” Kimberley cried. “You promised!”

“I didn’t promise,” said the man. “You were brought here to die, all of you were! And you’re all going to die. Did you really think that you could tease men all these years and get away with it? All those poses in magazines, those videos of you all wearing next to nothing showing off your tits and legs making men horny. Making men want you and then laughing because you thought that they could never get near you.” He looked down at Kimberley and then at the three others while he continued his obviously frustrated rant.

“But then the law changed!” he said “The law changed and women were put in their places. No rights, none of this equality bollocks! Just dirty little tarts for men to do what they like with. And now that’s exactly what I’m going to do with you.”

He picked Kimberley up and fastened her onto the bench as he had done to Nicola.

Kimberley screamed and begged as he forced her sexy legs wide apart and tied her ankles. He then began to lick her cunt out. She had already cum. Most likely out of fear.

“I knew this was making you horny.” He laughed as he stuck his tongue as far up her cunt as he could.

He withdrew his tongue and parted her cunt lips so he could look inside her. “Any more up there?” He asked “I hope so. There’s nothing quite like the taste of a frightened girl’s cum.”

Kimberley just kept on screaming at her violation much to the man’s cruel amusement. To his utter delight and to Kimberley’s shame she came as he licked out her sweet wet cunt. He licked up her rich white girl cum savouring the taste of her fear in every drop.

Kimberley had screamed all through her orgasm but now she had quietened as the man finished licking her and stood up.

“I think we’ll do it different this time,” he said as he retrieved his blood covered saw.

“NOOOOOOOO!” Screamed Kimberley. “God no! Please kill me first! Please! I’m begging you!”

“Sorry,” said the man. “But I can’t do that. I need to saw off your legs while you’re still alive so you’ll feel the pain. And I need the practice for when it’s Nadine’s turn. She’s got the sexiest legs in the world apparently.” He looked over at where Nadine was hanging.

“The sexiest legs in the world,” he repeated, “and I’m going to be the one to cut them off.” Nadine felt herself cum at the thought of dying in such a way.

Hot sticky girl juice ran down the world’s sexiest legs.

The man laid a rough hand on Kimberley’s throbbing wet cunt to steady her helpless soft trembling body and pushed his middle finger into her slippery well lubricated hole.

She screamed at this latest rough uncaring intrusion into her most intimate opening.

“Please!” She cried desperate to be spared the same, if not worse pain that had been so mercilessly inflicted upon Nicola.

The man ignored her pleas for mercy just as he had ignored Nicola’s.

He positioned the jagged blade of the saw on the bone of Kimberley’s pelvis where her long shapely leg joined her body and began to saw back and forth.

Kimberley screamed as the cruel blade broke her delicate skin at first then bit into the bone itself.

Kimberley’s shrieks of agony filled the vast building as the saw bit deeper and deeper with each stroke and each stroke Kimberley knew was one stroke closer to her leg becoming detached from her body.

Kimberley’s world was one of pain, unimaginable ecstatic pain until the sawing stopped and she could no longer feel any sensation in her sexy leg. It had been cut cleanly off and all Kimberley felt was a searing pain where the saw had severed bone tendons nerves and sinew.

Her screams had died down to a pant as she felt herself going numb from shock and severe blood loss.

The man must have realised this and knowing that Kimberley would soon be dead he proceeded to saw off her remaining leg to make sure she would at least suffer right up until the end.

The new wave of pain from her other leg being sawed off momentarily brought Kimberley back to her senses and she began screaming once again. To the man’s disappointment, her screams were short lived.

The pain finally left Kimberley’s body as darkness overcame her vision. The last thing she saw was the man smiling as he sawed away at her half severed leg.

Victim #3: Sarah

Sarah, Cheryl and Nadine looked on as the man continued to mutilate Kimberley’s dead body. He removed her cunt in much the same way as he had Nicola’s then he sliced off Kimberley’s tits.

Finally he unstrapped Kimberley’s body from the bench and placed her remains beside those of Nicola.

The three remaining terrified girls’ eyes streamed with tears and their cunts dripped with cum.

The man turned once again to the girls.

“Which of you little bitches wants to be next?” He asked.

The three girls shook their heads frantically as he approached them to select his next victim.

He looked at each in turn before settling his eyes on Sarah.

His ever hard cock twitched in excitement as he soaked up the look of pure terror in Sarah’s crystal blue eyes. He removed her gag and she gave an ear-piercing scream.

He also noticed the looks of relief on Cheryl and Nadine’s faces although their relief would be short lived.

The man lifted Sarah from her hook and carried her kicking and screaming over to the now blood soaked bench and secured her onto it in the same helpless spread eagled position.

“Now,” said the man looking Sarah’s body up and down, “how would you like to die?”

“NOOO! NOOO! NOOO!” screamed Sarah “Not me! Please not me!”

“Yes,” the man said in a low taunting voice. “It’s your turn.”

“Please!” sobbed Sarah. “I won’t tell anybody what you’ve done! I promise! I’ll just say the group’s split up. Please! You don’t need to kill me as well!”

“Why should I care who finds out what I’ve done here?” Asked the man “You’re all just girls aren’t you. It’s not like killing you is illegal, is it? You’ll try anything to save your own tits, won’t you?” Said the man.

“Yes!” Sarah screamed “I’ll even help you!”

“And how do you think you can help me?” The man asked feigning intrigue.

Sarah looked to where Cheryl and Nadine were hanging.

“What if I sucked your cock while you killed Cheryl and Nadine?” She said quickly.

“You’re not much of a friend,” said the man. “Why would you want to do that?”

“Because I hate them!” Screamed Sarah “They’re the most popular. World’s sexiest legs! World’s sexiest woman! That should have been me!” Sarah screamed.

A look of disbelief replaced the fear on Cheryl and Nadine’s faces. Sarah was frightened, true, but neither Nicola nor Kimberley had said anything like this. Fresh tears welled up in Nadine’s eyes but Cheryl’s eyes turned hard and she glared hatefully at Sarah. I hope it’s even fucking slower and more painful for you. You blonde bitch! She though venomously.

The man pretended to consider Sarah’s suggestion then said “I’m afraid I don’t see a way to let you live and cut off your sexy bits.” He said “So it’ll be easier for me and more painful for you if I just kill you like I planned to. But I promise you, your two friends will die just as painfully. You have my word.”

Sarah didn’t doubt it as she began to cry once more whilst the man picked up the long knife he’d used on Kimberley and Nicola’s tits.

The man turned the knife towards Sarah as she screamed in panic at the impending pain she was about to endure.

“Let’s see if we can make you last a bit longer than your friends did,” he said.

Sarah just kept screaming as he groped one soft tit with his rough hand and brought the knife beneath it with his other hand.

“NO!” Screamed Sarah. “Please! Don’t cut off my tits. Please!”

The man ignored her pathetic plea for mercy and brought the sharp blade up to slice through Sarah’s soft helpless tit.

Tremendous pain engulfed Sarah’s body as the man slices effortlessly through her soft flesh and lifted the pert severed tit away and placed it beside her head.

Sarah jerked her head the other way so she didn’t have to look at her own cut off tit.

“Oh my God!” She screamed hysterically, “My tit. You’ve cut off my tit. Put it back on! Please put it back on!”

The man enjoyed Sarah’s hysterical pleading and screaming as he likewise sliced off her second tit and placed it at the other side of her head so that now whichever way she looked, she would see her own severed breasts.

Sarah stared wide eyed in disbelief at the bloody mounds where her pert breasts had been only minutes before.

The man now held the smaller of the two knives Sarah had seen him use to cut out Nicola’s cunt.

Sarah’s own cunt began to throb uncontrollably as the man pushed his rough finger up it and twisted it cruelly.

Sarah winced in pain and screamed.

“Kill me! Please kill me! I can’t bear the pain. Please! You’ve had your fun with me. Please do the rest after I’m dead! Please!”

The man laughed and waved the knife in front of Sarah’s wet cunt.

“Please!” begged Sarah “Please make it quick!”

“If I make it quick I won’t have the pleasure of hearing you scream while I’m sawing into you.” He said.

“Please!” screamed Sarah again. “Please! Kill me now!”

“Your cunt or your legs?” asked the man.

“What?” screamed Sarah “What do you mean?”

“I’m going to cut one more thing off before I kill you. Your cunt or your legs? Your choice.”

Sarah didn’t know what to say. She tried to think: Her cunt would take less time to cut out than it would take to saw off her legs. But the thought of dying without her remaining claim to womanhood attached scared her for some reason. Then she thought of Kimberley’s hideous screams as her legs were being sawed off. She was in enough pain already.

“My cunt!” Sarah screamed. “Cut out my cunt and please make it quick.”

“I’ve got a better idea.” the man said putting down the knife and lifting the saw “I’m going to saw off your legs and make it slow!” He began to laugh.

Sarah screamed louder than ever. Louder than she ever thought possible.

The man clamped his rough hand on Sarah’s wet cunt and positioned the saw and once again began the motion of sawing back and forth.

Sarah screamed as she entered a new world of pain hundreds of times worse than that of her tits being cut off. She could feel the saw grinding into her bone, severing tendons and nerves. She was loosing the feeling in her leg as with each successive stoke of the saw it became a little more detached from her sexy body.

Darkness clouded her vision and she did not try to fight it. She was grateful that she would not live through the agony of her other leg being cut off.

The last thing Sarah Harding saw in her young life was the sight of her own beautiful leg being lifted away from her mutilated body. The last thing she felt was the most fantastic pain and fear induced orgasm.

The man sawed off Sarah’s remaining leg and released her body from the bench setting it and its sexy severed members onto the ground with those of Nicola and Kimberley.

Victim #4: Nadine

Cheryl and Nadine were paralysed with fear. The sight of their friends being dismembered alive was horrific enough but the knowledge that the same was going to happen to them was worse still.

The man walked up to them and he licked his lips lustfully at Nadine.

Nadine shut her eyes and shook her head frantically. She felt his rough hands clasp her pert subtle breasts. Her small perfectly round nipples were hard and pointed.

The man ran his hand down her body to find the wet slit between her perfect legs.

“Oh, Nadine,” said the man breathing heavily. “Your legs are so beautiful.” He pulled her soft body against his own hard muscular frame. His rock hard erection pressed into her soft quivering flesh.

“I hope you’ll live long enough to feel the pain of both your legs being cut off.”

Nadine felt her cunt throb and release its hot girl juice. She was frightened but aroused at the same time. She didn’t understand why.

The man removed her gag to reveal her pretty mouth. Which trembled in fear? Her lovely eyes were filled with tears.

“Please,” Nadine whimpered. “Please.”

The man looked at her. His eyes softened though not with regret.

“I have to, Nadine,” he said. “I need to! You’re my dream victim. You’ve got the most perfect legs in the world.”

“I’d liked to have kept you till last,” he said turning to Cheryl. “But I need someone to suck my cock while I’m cutting your legs off.”

Despite all she had just witnessed Nadine still couldn’t quite believe this was happening.

The man lifted Nadine’s slender body from the hook and set her on her knees.

“Suck my cock,” said the man “Suck my cock and I promise I’ll only cut off your legs while you’re alive.”

Nadine whimpered and nodded.

The man freed her wrists from behind the handcuffs and he made her hug his well toned waist.

He then guided his huge erection into Nadine’s accepting mouth.

Nadine had taken men’s cocks in her mouth before but she couldn’t remember one being this hard.

This was what a man with power tasted like she thought. A man with real power over women. The man who was going to kill her.

Tears fell down Nadine’s face as she savoured the taste of the cruel cock in her lovely mouth.

Oh, God! She thought to herself. Oh God! Why is this turning me on?

She curled her velvet tongue around the huge throbbing organ then used the delicate tip of her tongue to gently lick its raw end.

“Good girl,” Panted the man. “Oh yes! Oh yes! OH YES!”

Hot thick cum spurted from his swollen cockhead into Nadine’s mouth. There was so much of it. Even his cum had a taste of power about it.

Nadine swallowed it all knowing that she had never tasted cum like it b before and that she never would again. She sucked and licked until every last trace of the potent cum was gone.

The man made to withdraw his cock but Nadine tightened her grip around his waist.

His strong hands clamped her delicate wrists. “Don’t be greedy.” He said in a mockingly playful tone as he forced her arms from around his waist.

The man withdrew his still hard cock from Nadine’s mouth then he lifted her light body to the bench.

Nadine’s body convulsed in panic as she was laid on the wooden surface of the bench, too weak with fear to struggle.

“No!” She cried “Please! No!”

The man bound Nadine’s wrists and then her ankles so she lay as the others had with her sexy legs painfully wide apart and her cunt lips open.

The man took a moment to savour the sight of Nadine’s beautiful helpless body in the final terrifying moments of her life.

The man couldn’t resist stroking Nadine’s long stockinged legs with his rough hands and finally licking all the cum she had let out of her sweet sticky cunt.

Nadine’s whimpering became moans as she felt the man’s tongue on her legs then on her cunt and finally inside her cunt. He was good with his tongue she thought. He’d probably had a lot of practice and Nadine wondered how many helpless girls’ cunts he had licked or how many terrified girls mouths he had cum in just before he tortured them to death.

The thought made Nadine cum. It was the most fantastic orgasm she had ever felt and she let out more cum than she had ever let out in her life. For that moment her fear was forgotten and all she felt was ecstasy.

The man licked up Nadine’s cum savouring the taste of her fear.

Nadine lay helplessly as the man returned to where only Cheryl now hung from the ceiling.

Tears filled Cheryl’s beautiful brown eyes as the man lifted her off her hook and ungagged her.

“You’re going to suck my cock while I cut off Nadine’s legs,” said the man to Cheryl. “Then I’m going to let you go.”

“What?” asked Cheryl in disbelief. “You’re going to le let me go?”

“As long as you’re a good girl and do what I want,” said the man. “Will you be a good girl?”

“Yes!” cried Cheryl “Yes I’ll do what you want. Oh thank you. I couldn’t have beared to die like that. I’ve been so frightened! Oh thank you! Thank you!”

Cheryl broke down in tears of relief. A blow-job for my life. She thought. I can live with that.

The man walked Cheryl over to where Nadine lay on the bench sobbing in anticipation of her impending painful death.

“Cheryl?” cried Nadine.

“Oh, Nadine.” said Cheryl without thinking. “He’s not going to kill me! All I have to do is suck him off while he–”

Cheryl looked at Nadine. “Oh, my God! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry but I have to live. I just have to! I’m sorry!”

Nadine screamed in protest. “NOOOOOOOO! Please! It’s not fair!”

The man ordered Cheryl to kneel in front of the bench. With her wrists still cuffed.

He approached her holding the blood soaked saw and directed his hard cock into her waiting mouth.

Cheryl accepted the hard organ gratefully and immediately she began to work her tongue around the rock hard shaft of flesh.

The man took a moment to enjoy the sensation of his cock in Cheryl’s mouth then he placed his hand on Nadine’s throbbing cunt in the customary gesture of steadying the girl’s body before he began to saw.

Nadine screamed as she felt the cold steel of the saw’s jagged teeth touching her smooth skin.

The man couldn’t wait any longer. He drew the saw slowly back and then pushed it forward with a mall amount of pressure so Nadine’s skin broke at the joint between her leg and her pelvis.

Nadine could only scream as the saw went backwards again then forwards burying it a little deeper as the pain increased into a searing hot agony.

The deeper the saw went into Nadine’s body, the greater her pain became, the greater her pain, the louder her screams got.

The man continued to saw through the Nadine’s beautiful body; Cheryl continued to frantically suck the man’s hard cock and Nadine continued to scream as her beautiful leg became more and more detached from her body.

The man stopped sawing and it took Nadine in her world of pain, a moment to realise that her leg was completely severed. The man lifted the sexy long limb up for her to see.

Nadine couldn’t scream. She just lay gasping for breath.

On her knees at the base of the bench Cheryl felt the man shoot his load of hot cum into her hungry mouth. Deciding to play safe she swallowed the hot salty cum and kept his cock, which was still surprisingly hard, in her mouth.

The man looked into Nadine’s tear filled eyes happy that she was still alive.

He then positioned the saw on the opposite side and again began to cut slowly at first then faster as the blade buried itself into Nadine’s body.

Nadine felt herself going cold and numb but the sight of her legs, her pride and joy, not to mention her money-making trademark, being sawed off her helpless body, ensured that she kept screaming even though the pain was beginning to lessen.

The saw did it’s work just as it had done on her other leg and Nadine lay, her vision darkening, unable to scream, unable to speak, unable to make any sound or movement save for her sexy mouth quivering ever so slightly.

The man lifted Nadine’s second sexy leg up and hoped that she still had enough vision to see it being discarded along with the other. He then unfastened Nadine’s legless body and set it on the ground beside those of Nicola, Kimberley and Sarah. The last thing Nadine saw was the pile of beautiful, sexy female body parts.

Victim #5: Cheryl

Cheryl knelt in front of the bench sucking the man’s hard cock and swallowing his cum each time he ejaculated.

Nadine’s hideous screams had finally ceased and tears spilled down Cheryl’s cheeks as she realised that all her friends were dead. She deeply regretted her thoughts toward Sarah before she died. After all, Sarah just wanted do live, as did Nicola, Kimberley and Nadine. But through her regret she was secretly relived that it was over and that she was alive. The price for her life was high but she told herself it had been worth it: she would soon be free, or as free as any beautiful girl was in today’s society.

“You can stop now.” The man said to Cheryl with a sound of immense sexual relief.

Cheryl let the man’s hard cock out of her mouth and sighed in a different kind of relief.

The man then lifted her to her feet.

“Thank you,” said Cheryl weakly as the man unlocked the handcuffs which bound her wrists. Instinctively Cheryl threw her arms around the hooded man and sobbed uncontrollably. She felt his hard cock pressing against her soft body.

“Fuck me!” She whispered softly. “Please fuck me! I need to be fucked!”

The man said nothing but moved his hands down Cheryl’s smooth back and took hold of her pert arse cheeks then heaved her body up so he impaled her wet cunt on his ever hard cock.

“Oh God, yes!” Screamed Cheryl as she slid down the hard column of his man flesh.

She wrapped her black stockinged legs around his thighs as he began to pump into her soft hot body.

“Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!” Cheryl repeatedly panted.

The man sat Cheryl on the blood soaked bench and then leaned forward forcing her onto her back.

He then proceeded to take her arms from around his neck and held her wrists outstretched towards the corners of the bench.

Cheryl just moaned at the massive cock filling her wet cunt. She didn’t notice until it was too late that the man had fastened one of her wrists to the bench while more and more vigorously he thrust himself into her.

It was only when Cheryl wanted to pull his muscular body closer to her own soft body that she realised her writs had been restrained.

“What are you doing?” She screamed suddenly remembering that she was fucking the man who had mercilessly tortured her four friends.

The man continued to thrust into her more violently now, not caring if he caused Cheryl pain as well as pleasure. He easily held her other wrist into place and tightly secured it in the leather strap.

“No!” Screamed Cheryl. “No! You promised! You promised you’d let me live!”

Panic engulfed Cheryl’s whole body and she convulsed with fear just as the man ejaculated, shooting his hot load up her throbbing cunt. Cheryl screamed as she felt the hot cum enter her body and burn its way up into her body.

The man slowed down and withdrew his cock from Cheryl’s trembling body.

“I lied,” said the man laughing at his own cruelty.

“You didn’t really think I was going to let you live after killing the others, did you?”

Cheryl couldn’t bring herself to answer. She just sobbed as he tied her ankles with the leather straps.

The man then picked up the long knife.

Cheryl’s eyes widened in terror as he squeezed one of her large firm tits and began to slice.

Cheryl’s head exploded into a world of pain as the sharp blade made its way through her tit-flesh.

The man held up her severed tit for her to look at but all Cheryl could stare at was the gaping wound on one side of her chest.

“Did you enjoy that as much as you enjoyed watching it happen to your friends?” Asked the man.

Cheryl screamed at the horrendous pain she was feeling.

The man quickly set to work slicing off Cheryl’s other tit and again he held it up to inspect his handiwork.

Next the man exchanged the knife for its smaller companion and began to cut round Cheryl’s stinging cunt.

Cheryl’s screams got louder and louder as the man pulled out her severed cunt. She wanted it to end. She wanted this to never have happened.

She didn’t want to feel the pain of her legs being sawed off but she knew it was coming as the man discarded the small knife and positioned the saw beside the gaping bloody hole where her cunt had been.

The pain was unlike anything Cheryl had ever imagined. Even as she had watched the others’ legs being sawed off and listened to their screams a part of her tried to convince her that it couldn’t have been so bad. How wrong she was!

She could feel the saw separating her body from her leg and she screamed because scream was all she could do.

Cheryl watched as one of her beautiful legs was raised up high for her to see and fully contemplate what had happened to her.

The man, delighted by the fact that Cheryl still alive began to saw at her remaining leg.

As them man sawed away at the her remaining sexy black stockinged leg Cheryl’s vision blurred and then darkened but not before the man held up her leg to admire his sawing skills one last time.

* * *

The man looked at the beautiful dismembered bodies of five of the world’s sexiest girls. He set about sorting into pairs their severed tits and legs. He then carefully cut off each head from its dead torso and likewise grouped them with their respective severed limbs. All that remained was to pay the coach driver, take photos of the body parts for their auction on eBay and burn enough copies of the DVD he had just filmed.

Girls Aloud: The world’s sexiest all girl pop group had died the painful sexy deaths they had always deserved.

Epilogue

I switched of the DVD player suitably fulfilled by what I had just watched. I stroked Nadine’s beautiful legs in my lap. They felt smooth and subtle and were even more beautiful in the flesh than I had ever imagined.

The front door opened and I saw that it was my sexy little sixteen year old sister, Vicki, coming home from school.

Vicki was in awe at how beautiful Nadine’s legs were and said that I should dress them up in tights or stockings and display them in my room.

I looked at my little sister’s own sexy legs and decided that after watching such a sexy DVD that needed to pay a game with her.

“Strip!” I said to her. “Everything but your stockings and heels.”

Vicki quickly obeyed. She loved our games as much as I did.

“What are we playing?” Vicki asked “The Princess and The Executioner? Or the Prostitute Punishments?”

“It’s a surprise,” I said to her. “Run upstairs and lie on my bed with your legs wide apart and I’ll be up in a minute.”

Vicki ran excitedly out of the room and up the stairs. I would follow her soon but first I went to the shed to find a sharp saw and some strong rope.

THE END

Author’s note: the named celebrities in this piece are fictionalised representations of themselves. I do not condone in the real world any of the acts described in this work.

If you enjoyed this or my first story, Laura’s Execution, then I’d like to hear from you. Email me at [email protected] – Constructive comments only please.

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This, I will never forget

(( I’m super late, I know!!! I’m sorry, but good things were happening and then really bad things happened, so, that’s why this took a lot of time. It has been written a long time ago in my head and it’s finally here! yay Thank you to @isabellafaulkner for the rp. I loooove yooouuu, girl! I also did a little mention of other ladies, but I don’t want to annoy them with a tag :) ))

Closure.

People say that very few can get it, and that if you want to do yourself a favor, you better pretend that you did get one.

I woke up really early that morning. Another restless night to add to the collection. Confusing thoughts had been hunting me since my birthday and they were getting harder to deal with. I had heard of existential crisis, but this is getting ridiculously annoying. Seems like all the important things in life that I had been leaving aside all this months, suddenly, decided to come back together at the same time. Thank God that despite all that torture, I was able to come up with the social project they asked us to do. It was a hard task but I was pleased with the result of it, no matter what happens to me in this competition I hope they consider my proposal.

I entered to the palace again taking my sneakers off, trying not to leave much sand in the immaculate carpeted floor after my morning jog at the beach. I opened my door’s room and I found three sad faces in front of me, staring. I froze at the frame of the door while my mind did a quick research in my memories. There had been rumors that we will have news of other eliminations soon…

Oh God.

My heart suddenly felt like a heavy rock inside my chest and what’s this in my throat? I take a deep breath, burring with it the feelings threating to get out. I forced my face and the rest of my muscles to look relaxed and I entered the room closing the door behind me. “Well… I guess we have much to do this morning, am I right?” I said smirking.

“We are going to miss you, Lady Debbie” Lisa said with a hardly perceptible tone, playing with her hands. I put my hand on her shoulder “Come on, ladies, we knew this would happen someday. I will miss you all too, but I need you to help me maintain a positive mood around here” I look at each one of them “Please?” They nodded, but kept their sad faces for some more minutes, until I started talking about all the good things I missed from Sota and that I will finally get to see again. All the talking was meant to cheer them up, but deep inside I knew it was to convince myself this was for the best.

I wasn’t surprised of this elimination, everyone knows Dom and I were just not compatible, at least I knew it since the beginning, but unfortunately, not being compatible doesn’t stop your feelings, even when they didn’t even have a name. I arrived at the palace feeling a simple attraction for the Prince. The mystery that always had involved him made that attraction grow; the way he easily and unconsciously made me forget my internal debates with myself when I spent time with him, was starting to make me wonder if … but I guess if this was love I would’ve been devastated by then, and I wasn’t. I just felt terrible sad. Endings always are.

I took a long shower and then I had my breakfast by the balcony of my room. The sun was making the garden flowers look brighter like it used to do every day. I was going to miss that view, and the perfect Angeles’ weather.

“Here’s what you asked for, Miss” said Nadine standing behind me.

“Thank you, Nadine” I stood from the table and took the wine bottle and the glasses with one hand, then quick my steps towards the door “I’ll be right back to finish packing, ladies”

I stood in the hall hesitating, looking at the door in front of me. I had thought of not saying goodbye to any of the ladies because I have never been good with emotional moments, but I just couldn’t leave that place without seeing my favorite selected.

I knocked, and she opened the door immediately as if she was about to do it anyway.

“Debbie!” Isabella shouted giving me a big hug.

This isn’t going to be easy.

I pet her back with my free hand taking another deep breath as it would give me the strength to stay in one piece. “Yes, it’s me! But I didn’t come alone” apparently it was working. “Look!” I showed her the bottle of wine and the glasses I was hiding behind my back.

She chuckled giving me a disbelief gaze “You want to celebrate that you’re leaving?”

I entered to the big room, it looked like mine, but without the amount of dresses here and there. “We are going to celebrate you are winning this thing!” I exclaimed placing the glasses on the small fancy table and pouring the wine into them. “We can talk about my departure later” I handle her one of the glasses. “…So, here’s for the future queen” I raised my glass and instinctively she did the same.

“Here’s to our friendship” she said before we both take a sip of wine

“I’m so happy for you!” I exclaimed. And I really was. I thought I would never find a real friend in the middle of this competition, because despite I wasn’t really competing for Dom’s heart or crown, sometimes things between girls can get tense after all that time hanging together in the same place, but it never was like that. This experience gave me the opportunity to meet very nice ladies. I smiled at the memory of all of them: Aricia, Cal, Fiona, Theia, Berk, Maddie, Emms, even Kat … I hoped I could get to see them again sometime, but Bella was the sweetest soul I’d ever met. I wanted her to be happy and if Dom was what she really wanted I would have been glad to see her marrying him.

“How does it feel to be in the top 4?” I finally asked pausing my thoughts.

He placed her free hand on her left cheek, she was clearly looking for the right word to describe her feelings “It feels surreal! It’s insane”

Since we first met I told her she had everything to be queen. I remembered it was the same day she promised me if she becomes queen, she would give me a personal cute guard to take to Sota with me. “I have always rooted for you, Bella”

Yep, the honest hour was coming

I cleared my throat trying to swallow the thing that has been there obstructing it since this morning. “I know- I know I’m not good at this, but I didn’t want to leave without thanking you for your friendship. Living this experience wouldn’t had been the same without you” I took the third deep breath of the day, fighting a tear back. It was getting harder every time. I wonder how long it would be before I crumble like a mazapan.

Hmm… I should take some of those with me for the trip… and cupcakes too

Isabella pulled me into a hug again “Debbie you are amazing! And I’m so grateful for your friendship”

I broke the hug to point a finger at her “I have to warn you, I will message you all the time, ok?”

“And I will call you at least 5 times a day” she chuckled

“You better! … Good luck with Dom” I crossed my fingers “I hope everything turns out as you want”

She sighed, letting go what seemed to me like contained stress

“Thanks! Let’s see how things go!”

Isabella, always worrying too much as if she didn’t have everything to be a great queen and make Dominic happy. He would be a real fool if he let her go. I gave her a little push with my shoulder trying to make her feel more relaxed “It will be alright!”

Great! Like if those were the words she really needed. Ugh. How do I have friends?

I didn’t know what else to say, so, I decided to go before I create an awkward silence and ruin the moment “… I have to go pack my things… See you later, Bella” I said with a heavy heart but smiling still.

She hugged me a third time, but this time I hugged her really tight too, even when I knew there was a risk to burst into tears. Hugs have always been uncomfortable for me, they are just a way to hide your face, and even when I have always been nice with the ones that have been nice with me, trust was a whole different thing, and a real problem to me. I only hugged my brother Keelan; my best friend Sophie didn’t like hugs too, so, it was never a problem…, but this time I was sure the person I was hugging was and always would be a loyal and true friend.

“I’ll miss you, I promise I will come visit your family’s farm in Sota!

“I will miss you too. I will wait for you there!” I walked towards her door and turned back to waved at her.

“Take care!” She said waving back.

Back in my room, the fairies and I managed to finish packing and get myself ready in the 15 min I had left. I felt pretty with the simple but beautiful pink day dress and beautiful shoes I was wearing. The car that was going to take me to the airport was already waiting for me outside. A blonde, tall, guard entered the room to help me with my only suitcase and I was carrying the backpack I had brought there with me. I look around the enormous, fancy room for a minute one last time and when my eyes met the wooden desk behind the window I walked towards it as an impulse, took a little piece of paper and a pen from the drawer and wrote:

“THANK YOU. GOOD LUCK FOR THE FUTURE”

I folded the paper keeping it on my hand then walked downstairs to the main door where my maids were standing in line to say goodbye. Donna gave me a small box from the kitchen staff. I took a quick look inside and saw a dozen of delicious macaroons. I smiled at her and took her hand and placed the folded little paper in it. She gave me a disbelief look and I articulated the name “Dom” and she nodded.

“Thank you” I said smiling as if I was thanking her for the box of desserts.

The driver helped me to get in the car and stuck my face to the window waving at the three lovely ladies. We were all smiling but our smiles didn’t reach our eyes.

“To the airport, Miss Varker?” The driver asked.

When he looked at my confused face he chuckled and continued “…some of the ladies have decided to stay in the province a little longer”. I raised an eyebrow. I hadn’t considered that option.

“… To the airport, please” Before that moment I hadn’t realized how much I had changed these days. I was sure in other times I would had choose to stay, to avoid going back to normal as much as I can, but this time I knew I had a life to face.

#the goodbye one #i wonder if i will write more...#no one is going to read this but i like it

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