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Open Day
by Blake Sinclair (blakesinclair69@yahoo.co.uk)
***
In order to reduce overcrowding in a girl's prison,
members of the public are invited to come and torture
and even execute the prisoners in anyway they like.
(MF, FF, nc, rp, v, sn)
***
Author's Notes:
This story is partly inspired the works of Dolcett.
WARNING! This story contains detailed descriptions of
the sexual torture, rape, mutilation, dismemberment and
execution of women.
It is strictly fictitious. If you are in any doubt
about these themes or you think that you are likely to
be offended by them, then PLEASE DO NOT READ!
If you choose to continue to read this story then
please have the maturity to take it for what it is: A
work of adult erotic fantasy horror.
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...
***
Open Day
(Members of the public enjoy a very special visit to a
girls' prison)
Sophie and Chloe were woken to the sound of the klaxon
at seven every morning. They quickly showered, soaping
each other's beautiful bodies then dried and styled
each other's hair they then took it in turns to inspect
each other's bodies for hair; underarms, legs and pubic
mounds which they examined using each other's tongues.
Their routine ended with them putting on their
stockings and high heels and waiting for the cell door
to be unlocked by a guard.
Chloe had always been in awe at how beautiful Sophie
was. Her previous cell mate, Louise had been pretty,
yes, but Sophie had been a model before her conviction
and to Chloe it wasn't hard to see why.
Sophie was nineteen and stood five feet eleven inches
high in her heels. She had naturally blonde hair and
ice blue eyes. Her body was slim and well toned with
large, but not oversized tits which had small perfectly
circular nipples which came to a hard point when she
was turned on. Her legs were long and smooth and were
perfectly shaped. They looked beautiful in the sheer
stockings and white high heels which comprised the
prisoner's uniform. Between her legs her cunt was a
perfectly symmetrical pink slit which nearly always
glistened with its sweet juices making it look as
though she were permanently aroused. Chloe loved the
taste of Sophie's cunt and was always saying that she
could happily live on Sophie's girl-cum.
Sophie had been Chloe's cell mate for nearly two months
after Louise had been executed.
Chloe and Sophie fell in love almost instantly and
since that moment had taken every opportunity to love
and enjoy each other's bodies to the fullest.
Chloe was seventeen and stood two inches shorter than
Sophie. She had short dark brown, almost black, hair
and large hazel brown eyes. Her mouth was small and
sensual and the male guards took great delight in
forcing their hard cocks into it whenever they pleased,
which was very often.
Chloe's tits were not as big as Sophie's but were in
proportion to her body. She also had small nipples
which were considered 'cute' by inmates and guards
alike. Chloe's legs were long and smooth and her cunt
was every bit as beautiful as Sophie's.
The two girls stood for a few minutes before they heard
the sound of a key going into the lock on the other
side of the cell door. The door was opened by an
attractive young female guard who hurriedly ushered
them out of the cell.
Outside the cell in the corridor stood four other
prisoners attired in the same white heels and sheer
smooth stockings as Chloe and Sophie were.
Chloe and Sophie knew the other girls well as they all
worked together in the Execution Chamber. Their job was
to prepare the body parts of girls as they were being
executed for display in the public galleries or for
sale to collectors of what had become known as 'double
E-art' or to give it its full title, Exotic Erotic Art,
which literally meant that they collected beautiful
girls' body parts.
The other girls were standing two by two. At the front
were Marie and Nikki. Marie had beautiful auburn hair
and deep green eyes. She was the same height as Sophie
but had a slightly thinner body and very small tits of
which she was very conscientious. Nikki was brunette,
five foot eight inches but always looked taller due to
her relatively small upper body in relation to her long
slender legs. She had good prominent firm tits of which
she was very proud and Marie was secretly jealous.
Although the two were lovers, Marie really wanted to
witness Nikki's execution so she could watch her tits
get cut off, something which to her own private
jealously, she knew she would not have to suffer when
came the time of her own execution.
Behind Marie and Nikki stood Debbie and Zara. Debbie
was a petite five foot four inch sixteen year old with
good firm tits which although small in comparison to
Nikki and Sophie's, were a good proportionate size in
relation to Debbie's slight build. Everything about
Debbie just made her look cute, especially her brown
eyes which gave the impression that she was going to
burst into tears at any moment and her tiny cunt which
the prison staff loved to violate just to see what
sized objects would fit inside it. Zara was blonde,
although unlike Sophie, she was not a natural blonde as
her brown eyes betrayed. She was five foot eight inches
and had massive tits which despite their size were firm
and subtle and didn't sag like so many other girls'
tits that size would have done.
Sophie and Chloe joined the assembly as the guard gave
the order to begin to follow her which they immediately
did. They were led along the corridor to a turning
which displayed a sign reading 'EXECUTIONS'. The guard
stopped them at this turning and turned to them
speaking excitedly. "You'll not be going to work in the
Execution chamber today." Said the guard. "The
Governor's got something else planned." Her voice had
the definite edge of somebody desperate to reveal a
great secret. The girls' expressions were a mixture of
confusion and worry.
Instead of the Execution Chamber the guard led the
girls to the prison's main hall.
Inside the vast hall prisoners were being shackled to
the walls.
"What's going on?" Chloe whispered, although not softly
enough because the guard responded.
"You'll find out soon enough." She snapped. "Now move!
I've just seen a nice spot for all of you."
The girls were too frightened to do anything but follow
the guard to a section of the wall where about a dozen
vacant sets of shackles were waiting to be filled. The
guard then called over a male colleague who began to
help her secure the girls to the wall starting with
Chloe.
Nikki was shackled beside Chloe, followed by Debbie
then Zara and finally Marie. To the further confusion
of the prisoners, Sophie was not placed on the wall but
was led away with the guard saying that the Governor
had other plans for her.
As she was led away, Sophie shaped the words "I love
you" with her mouth to Chloe. Chloe just stared as a
terrifying feeling came over her that she would never
see Sophie again. She began to cry.
Over the next hour and a half more and more girls were
brought into the hall and shackled to the walls until
eventually no set of restraints remained unoccupied.
In the middle of the floor long tables had been set out
and covered with large sheets but it was obvious to
anybody looking at them that there were items of
various shapes and sizes lying beneath the sheets.
"What are they going to do to us?" Asked Nikki in a
panicked voice. "Why have we been brought here? And why
have we been chained up like this?" Her voice was
getting increasingly hurried and anxious.
Chloe continued to sob loudly, "They're going to kill
us." She said, "I just know it."
"They might not." Said Nikki trying to get the panic in
her voice under control. "They might just want to do
things with us, you know? Like fuck us or make us
please them."
"They can fuck us anytime they want." Snapped Chloe.
"And they don't have to chain us to the walls to do it.
And why are there girls in black stockings here?" She
added.
They other girls looked around the hall. There were
indeed girls in black stockings shackled to the walls.
Only girls whose executions were imminent wore black
stockings. On a normal day they would already have been
taken to the Execution Chamber where the Executioner
would begin his day's work by securing the condemned
girl onto a table called a saw-rack. He would then
proceed to slowly torture the girl by cutting off her
nipples or tits. Sometimes he would cut out her cunt as
well. Executions always ended with the girl's legs
being sawed off while she was still alive and screaming
in horrific agony. Some girls lived through the entire
process.
After several minutes the prison Governor stood and
addressed prisoners and staff alike.
"Good morning." He began excitedly, "In order to reduce
overcrowding it has been decided that an open day is to
be held at this prison today."
What the fuck's an open day? Chloe thought to herself
and dreaded the answer, whatever it was; it couldn't be
good for the prisoners.
"To that end," continued the Governor "in a few minutes
the doors will be opened to the public who will have
the exciting opportunity to experience first hand the
thrill of carrying out an execution in what ever way
takes their fancy." Some of the girls began to cry and
sob loudly, others protested, "No, please!" Some simply
screamed in terror.
"By the end of this day," Said the Governor finishing
his announcement, "You will all have been executed and
considerable space will have been made in this
facility. Make sure that you extent every pleasure your
executioners demand of you otherwise I can arrange for
the arrests and executions of your female friends and
relatives within the next twenty four hours."
The hall was filled with the helpless girl's screams of
terror as the minutes ticked away to the beginning Of
Open Day.
* * *
The doors were opened at exactly nine am and a mass of
people both male and female filed into the hall and
were greeted by the Governor and guards who were
wishing everybody an enjoyable visit.
The girls were screaming as the hall began to fill with
eager people wanting to indulge their deepest darkest
no hold barred fantasies.
"They can't do this." Sobbed Zara. "My execution order
hasn't come through yet!" Panic rose in her voice.
"THIS IS ILLEGAL!" she screamed pulling futilely at her
shackles.
"The Governor." Sobbed Marie, "He can order summary
executions whenever he wants to. He must have done it
for half the prison."
One female guard greeted a group of teenagers and
suggested that after their visit they might consider a
career with the Office of Female Correction. "You'll
never go without sex." She said concluding her sales
pitch to the male members of the group. Their
girlfriends weren't too happy about that last remark
but didn't dare protest.
The sheets covering the tables in the middle of the
floor were removed to reveal a wide variety of torture
instruments as well as some rather common DIY tools
which, with a little applied imagination could be used
to cause the most horrendous pain imaginable.
People began to scrutinise the girls chained helplessly
to the walls. Some took their time in the selection of
their victims whereas others seemed to know instantly
which girl they wanted as was proven when one man
walked straight up to a crying girl in black stockings
and asked a male guard for her to be taken to a private
cell. "Love at first sight, eh?" Asked the guard with a
laugh as he unlocked the girl's shackles and then using
a zip cord, bound her hands behind her back. The girl
was dragged screaming from the hall to her painful
demise.
It didn't take long for the visitors to make their way
around to where Chloe and the others were chained.
A young couple, both about nineteen approached.
The man took an instant liking to Chloe and immediately
began to finger her wet cunt. Chloe gave a sharp cry as
his rough finger invaded her soft quivering body. He
twisted it around then withdrew it. His finger
glistened with Chloe's juices and he licked it
hungrily. "This one tastes nice." He said to his
girlfriend offering her his finger which she then
licked. She had been doing the same to Nikki.
"I like this one." She said to the man indicating
Nikki. The man looked disappointed and kept his gaze on
Chloe hoping to change her mind.
"It's my birthday." Said the girl, "I should get to
choose. I want to kill this one." She said not taking
her eyes off Nikki. The man grudgingly relented.
Nikki burst into tears, "No! Please! Please! I don't
want to die. Please."
The girl laughed. "But that's what you're here for."
She said haughtily, while her boyfriend called over a
guard to unlock Nikki from the wall.
"Would you like a private execution room?" Asked the
male guard.
"Yes." Answered the girl politely. "Yes we would. Thank
you." The guard freed Nikki from the shackles then
bound her wrists behind her back.
"This way." Said the guard and the girl fell into step
behind him followed by the man who had picked up
Nikki's slight body. Nikki continued to scream in
protest much to the amusement of the guard, the girl
and her boyfriend.
The girls could only look in horror as Nikki was
carried out of the hall to her death. Tears spilled
down the girls' faces as they realised that their times
would soon come.
Only seconds after Nikki disappeared from the girls'
sight, they were approached by two identical blonde
haired sisters who walked towards them holding each
other's hands.
* * *
The guard led the man and the girl to a cell. He
explained that nearby cells were being used as fantasy
rooms for people who wished to execute a girl in a
particular way. The cell was outfitted with a saw-rack
and a small table with a variety of tools and other
cruel instruments lain upon it. They included a saw, a
sharp knife and a metal spike with a cruel sharp point
about eighteen inches long.
The girl was inspecting the tools and smiled happily.
"Oh, this will be perfect." She said to the guard and
thanked him before he turned to leave them to their
indulgences with Nikki.
The man set Nikki down on the rough stone ground and
made her kneel before him. The girl then grabbed
Nikki's hair and pulled her head back making her
scream. "Suck his cock, bitch!" She snarled. "And make
it good." She turned to her boyfriend. "I'll be outside
for a minute." She said, "Enjoy her."
As the girl left the cell the man unzipped his jeans
and took out his hard cock. "You heard the birthday
girl." He said to Nikki. "Suck me off and swallow!"
Nikki was too frightened to do anything other than
obey.
The man guided his hard cock into Nikki's quivering
mouth and began to moan as she tried her utmost to
please him by sucking and licking and tasting his
manhood. The man's moans intensified as he felt an
orgasm fast approach. He emptied his hot thick white
cum into Nikki's warm wet mouth.
Nikki sucked as hard as she could as the man's
throbbing cock exploded its hot cum inside her mouth.
Gout after gout of hot thick cum burst forth from the
raw end of his cock into Nikki's mouth and down her
throat. Even when the man had finished cumming Nikki
didn't dare make to pull away.
Suddenly the cell door flew open and the girl stormed
in. "What the fuck's going on here?" She screamed. She
grabbed Nikki's hair hard. "That's my boyfriend's cock
your sucking, bitch!" She yelled furiously. "Who the
fuck is she?" screamed the girl in mock fury to her
boyfriend. "Some little whore you picked up in a bar?
Well we all know how to deal with dirty little whores
like her, don't we?"
The man smiled realising the girl's fantasy and pulled
his cock out of Nikki's mouth. It was still
impressively hard.
The girl took the knife off the table and cut the zip-
cord binding Nikki's wrists.
"Get her on the rack." Said the girl holding Nikki's
wrists. The man grabbed Nikki by her ankles which felt
extra smooth through the sheer silky nylon of her
stockings.
Between them they lifted Nikki onto the rack where they
bound her wrists and ankles into the spread-eagled
position.
Nikki lay helpless with her arms and legs wide apart.
She continued to scream as the girl, brandishing the
knife, stood astride Nikki's face forcing her cunt to
Nikki's mouth. The man stood between Nikki's
outstretched legs facing the girl astride Nikki's face
and forced his still erect cock up into her wet open
cunt. Nikki gave a louder scream at the rough and
careless penetration whilst the girl began to grind her
cunt in Nikki's mouth. "Stick your tongue up me,
bitch!" Shouted the girl. "Right up me!"
The girl moaned as Nikki, terrified, complied with her
demand. "That's it, you little whore!" Moaned the girl.
"Oh, yes! Deeper! Deeper! DEEPER!" The girl screamed in
ecstasy.
The girl's sweet tangy juices ran out of her cunt and
into Nikki's mouth. Under different circumstances Nikki
might have enjoyed what was being done to her: A hard
cock between her legs and the taste of a beautiful
girl's cunt in her mouth, but her fear kept any
possible euphoric sensations at bay.
The girl continued grinding her dripping wet cunt on
Nikki's soft tongue and with her free hand squeezed one
of Nikki's tender nipples between her thumb and
forefinger. Pain shot through Nikki's helpless tit and
she jerked violently then bit down on the girl's
swollen throbbing clitoris. The girl screamed at the
pain of being bit, secretly enjoying it. "BITCH!"
Screamed the girl. "You fucking bitch! You bit me! You
bit me!" The girl held the curved blade of the knife
under the nipple she was squeezing. "You'll pay for
that, bitch!" She shouted as she drew the cruel blade
toward herself, slicing the hard tip off Nikki's
helpless tortured nipple.
Nikki's screams intensified tenfold as she felt the
pain of the end of her nipple being taken by the
knife's merciless blade.
The girl laughed as she finally climaxed into Nikki's
mouth. Her girl cum was thick and hot. Most of it
dropped into Nikki's mouth and she struggled to swallow
the beautiful girl's juice some spattered onto her
face.
The girl stopped moaning as her cunt squeezed out the
last of its sweet cum and she took hold of Nikki's
other nipple. Again she sliced the tiny tip off the
swollen red bud of flesh causing Nikki to scream yet
again.
The man laughed at his girlfriend's cruel handiwork as
he emptied his load of hot cum into Nikki's cunt.
Nikki was too engulfed in pain to feel the throbbing
cock shoot its hot discharge inside her, nor did she
feel the hot cum burning its way further up her most
intimate channel.
The girl meanwhile had grabbed one of Nikki's tits and
upon an approving nod from the man began to slice off
the mound of firm subtle flesh.
Nikki's world was composed entirely of pain. She
screamed as the knife left continued to slice off her
helpless tit. The searing hot pain was almost too much
for her to bear and Nikki felt herself beginning to
pass out. A new wave of pain prevented her from losing
consciousness as the knife's blade got further and
further through her flesh until finally her tit was
cleanly severed. The girl discarded Nikki's tit and it
dropped to the ground with a sickly squelch. She then
proceeded to carve Nikki's one remaining tit from her
body. Nikki screamed throughout the entire process. The
girl unstraddled herself from Nikki's face and took a
moment to savour her look of pain and despair.
The man withdrew his cock from Nikki's stinging raw
cunt leaving her lying helplessly in her world of pain.
The girl walked to where the man had just stood between
Nikki's legs. She was still holding the knife. "Get the
spike." She said to the man. He walked over to the
table and lifted the metal spike and brought it to his
lover's side.
"P-please!" Nikki screamed hysterically. "Please no
more. Please!" The girl laughed.
"But I've got more things I want to do to you." She
said cruelly. "Now hold still." The girl steadied
Nikki's cunt with her free hand and then with the knife
began to cut around it. The same searing pain of her
tits being cut off now attacked between Nikki's
helplessly outstretched sexy legs. Nikki's body
convulsed in agonised spasms as the girl finished
cutting around her helpless cunt then pulled the small
handful of bloodied flesh away from her body.
Blood spurted out of the gaping wound between Nikki's
legs.
Nikki wanted the pain to end, she wanted it to be over,
and she wanted to die quickly.
"Impale her." Said the girl to the man as she stepped
aside and allowed him to take her place.
The man began to push the spike into the wound where
Nikki's cunt had been only moments before. Nikki gave
one final scream as she felt the cold metal spike being
inserted into her body.
The man pushed harder and harder as the further in he
pushed the more resistance he encountered. The spike
moved up the inside if Nikki's ruined body perforation
her innards as it went.
Nikki stopped screaming. As she began to cough and
gurgle blood her vision began to darken. The sound of
the man and the girl were becoming more and fainter.
"I've always wanted to do that." She thought she could
hear the girl saying.
"I should cheat on you more often." The man said and
they both laughed and began to make love. Nikki heard
the sounds of their pleasured moans fade as darkness
took her and she knew nothing more.
* * *
In the main hall of the prison the sound of tortured
girls' screams rang out as more and more people played
executioner for the day.
The blonde twins looked at the girls shackled to the
wall and giggled childishly. One of them walked up to
Debbie and fingered her tight little cunt.
"Oh!" Said the girl to her sister, "Her little pussy's
so cute! I want it! I want it! I want it!" And with
that she knelt down in front of Debbie and began to
lick out her small wet cunt.
"Leave her alone, you fucking dyke slut!" screamed
Zara. The other twin walked up to Zara and squeezed her
nipples hard until she screamed in pain.
"Don't you call my sister a dyke or a slut you fucking
little whore! She's not the one chained to a wall
letting everybody do whatever they like to her, is
she?" The twin pulled Zara's nipples even harder,
making her cry out in pain, before letting her go.
Meanwhile, Debbie hadn't been able to prevent herself
from orgasming in the other twin's mouth. The girl
hungrily licked up Debbie's potent cum. Then stood up
and hugged her sister. "She tastes nice too." She said
and they kissed each other passionately, the other
sister getting a secondary taste of Debbie's juices as
well as her sister's mouth.
"Find me something to kill her with." Said the first
sister. "I want to cut out her cute little pussy." They
kissed again and the other sister walked towards the
tables and returned a few minutes later with a small
power drill, which in place of the regular drill-bit
had been fitted with a circle cutter, and spring loaded
telescopic bar with leather straps at either end. "To
hold her legs apart?" She suggested to her sister.
"Total genius!" Said the other. "You're so clever!" Her
sister kissed once again, grateful for the compliment.
Debbie screamed at the sight of the drill and her cunt
throbbed uncontrollably at the thought of the drill's
cruel attachment mercilessly cutting it out. She came
again and the first sister knelt back down and again
licked it up.
"Let's get this on her." Said the second twin as she
knelt beside her sister and each began to restrain
Debbie's ankles.
With the leather straps tightened around her ankles,
Debbie's legs were forced as painfully wide apart as
possible by the tension of the restraining bar's
springs. The first twin then picked up the drill.
"No!" Screamed Debbie "Please! I don't want to die!"
"But I want your pussy." Said the twin holding the
drill to Debbie's helpless little cunt. "I promise I'll
take good care of it. I'll embalm it and play with it
every day."
"Nooooo!" Debbie screamed even louder as the twin
activated the drill. Debbie's body went into shocking
convulsions as the drill bore into her body. It lasted
only seconds but the pain was immeasurable. Debbie
could only scream. At that precise moment she screamed
louder than any other girl in the hall.
The twin stopped the drill and then gave the bloody
mass between Debbie's legs a sharp tug. Her cunt came
away in the girl's hand.
"You bitch!" Debbie screamed. "That's mine!" she
screamed hysterically. "Give me my cunt back! I want my
cunt back! I want my cunt back!" She screamed over and
over. The twins laughed and kissed each other
passionately. "Let's cut off her tits." Said the second
twin holding out two knives. Her sister took one and
they both turned back to Debbie.
Each twin took a tit as Debbie continued her hysterical
and nonsensical screaming.
"Race you?" Asked the twin holding Debbie's right tit.
"Okay." Said the other laughing.
"On your marks," said the twin on the right.
"Get set," said the one on Debbie's left.
"GO!" they said in unison and began to cut frantically
through the Debbie's soft tit flesh.
Debbie felt the pain lessen and her vision darken but
remained conscious long enough to see that the twin on
her right had finished cutting a split second ahead of
her sister.
"I win!" She shouted and jumped up and down.
"Bitch!" Said her sister playfully, "I wanted to win!"
They turned away hand in hand carrying their new 'toys'
in a clear plastic bag and laughing with the 'winner'
telling her sister that her forfeit was that she had to
lick her sister's pussy for the rest of the day.
"Debbie?" Sobbed Zara as she looked at the girl's
ruined body now hanging limp in her shackles. "Debbie?
Debbie!" Zara's sobs became floods of tears as she
realised Debbie would never answer again.
"I'll kill those bitches!" Chloe muttered through her
own tears as she stared after the twins. "I'LL FUCKING
KILL YOU!" She shouted after them but they either
ignored her or didn't hear her through all the
screaming.
Marie had remained silent. She stared in shock at
Debbie's body unable to speak, scream or even cry.
* * *
A man approached Zara and roughly groped her tits and
fingered her cunt. She cried as his rough finger
entered her and he twisted it cruelly. Zara gave a cry
of pain as her sensitive cunt continued to be violated.
The man withdrew his finger and called over a guard.
"Seen something you like?" Asked the guard as though
the man were ordering from a menu.
"I'd like this one." Said the man indicating Zara. "And
do you have a chopping block?" He added.
"We have just the thing." Said the guard unlocking
Zara's manacles. Zara screamed in protest as her hands
were bound behind her back.
"If you'll follow me." Said the guard as led the way
out of the hall. The man picked up Zara and followed.
"No!" Zara screamed as the man carried her kicking and
screaming out of the hall.
Chloe and Marie were screaming Zara's name as she
disappeared from sight.
The cell was small and had a four foot high wooden
block in the middle of the floor. It was stained with
fresh dark blood indicating that it had been used
recently.
The man set Zara down on the floor.
"I hope this is satisfactory?" said the guard.
"This will be perfect." Answered the man as he
inspected a small table with a large meat cleaver, a
small hammer and about six ten inch nails laid upon it.
The man turned to where Zara knelt on the rough stone
floor. "Suck my cock." He ordered her coarsely.
Zara looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please!" She
begged, "Please don't make me!" Her tears flowed freely
as the man grabbed her by her hair and pulled her face
to his groin. He unzipped his pants and took out his
impressively sized cock. "Suck my cock or something
even worse will happen to you."
Terrified, Zara took the length of hard flesh into her
quivering mouth. Under different circumstances she
would have enjoyed what was being done to her. She
began to entertain the vain notion as all condemned
girls did, that if she pleased her executioner he would
take pity on her and spare her life. In truth, the
better the orgasm a condemned girl gave an executioner
the more powerful he felt and the more determined he
would be to make her death as slow and painful as
possible: When it came down to it, women were pathetic
and good for only two things: Fucking and killing.
Zara felt the man's ejaculation coming on and braced
herself to swallow his discharge. It came out in a
thick hot torrent as his cock throbbed furiously
pumping more and more of his potent seed into Zara's
helpless mouth.
Zara gagged as she tried to swallow all of the cum
which was now in danger of overflowing in her mouth.
The man finally pulled his cock out of her mouth and
she managed to swallow the remnants of cum still in her
mouth. Zara fell forward coughing and crying at her
violation. While all the time the guard stood watching,
clearly highly entertained.
At the man's request the guard helped to secure Zara to
the block by kneeling her in front of it and tying her
wrists with straps which had been fitted to the sides
of the block so that she appeared to hug it. Her tits
lay on top of the block in shallow furrows which had
been carved out of the block for this very purpose.
Zara screamed helplessly as the guard left bidding the
man to enjoy himself.
"Please!" Sobbed Zara, "Please don't hurt me! I'll do
anything you want, anything!"
"Just keep begging like that." Said the man. "I love
hearing sexy girls beg and scream." He continued, "It
turns me on. You do want to turn me on, don't you?"
"Yes!" Sobbed Zara. "I can turn you on so much! Please
let me go and I'll show you how! Please!"
The man picked up the hammer and two of the long nails
off the table."
Zara's eyes widened. "No! Please God, no!" She began to
pull at the wooden block but it was too heavy for her
to move."
The man came towards her and pressed the point of one
of the nails onto the top of her soft tit.
"NOOOOOOO!" Screamed Zara. "NO! NO! NOOOO!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" The man taunted and brought the hammer
down on the head of the nail driving it through Zara's
helpless tit. She screamed louder than ever as the cold
steel was driven down through her tender flesh and into
the wooden block beneath her tit. Zara kept on
screaming as he repeated the process with her other tit
impaling it to the wooden block. The man then stood
back and savoured the sight of the beautiful helpless
girl writhing in agony with her tits impaled on the
chopping block.
The man took the cleaver from the nearby table and held
it up so the light caught its razor-sharp edge.
Zara saw her eyes widen in fear reflected in the
cleavers blade. "Oh God, No!" She screamed as the man
stared lustfully at her helpless tortured tits.
"NO! NOOO! NOOOO!" Zara continued to scream as the man
slowly approached her.
"No! You can't do this to me! You can't do this to me!"
She screamed repeatedly.
"Oh, but I can." The man taunted her. "I can do
whatever I want with you. That's why I came here
today."
"Please! I'll do anything." Sobbed Zara.
"So you keep saying." Said the man. "But this is what I
really want to do to you. What man wouldn't?"
Zara couldn't disagree: the law granted men practically
unlimited power over girls her age who hadn't been
convicted of crimes against manhood. A convict such as
she had no rights whatsoever which was the way men
liked it.
The man raised the heavy cleaver over Zara's helpless
tits. She shook her head frantically. Her breathing
became panicked and she began to pull once again at the
heavy wooden block. "NOOOOOO!" She screamed as he
brought the cleaver down. Zara screamed uncontrollably
and felt her cunt release a load of hot cum as the
blade made contact with her soft impaled tit, and
stopped.
The man moaned pleasurably then laughed. "You should
have seen the look on your face!" He said in the same
manner as one who had just played the world's greatest
prank on their best friend.
"Thank you!" Gasped Zara in floods of tears. "Oh, thank
you, thank you so much! I couldn't take any more pain!"
She broke into hysterical sobs. The man continued to
laugh then raised the cleaver again.
"Pain like this, you mean?" He said as hard and fast he
brought the cruel blade down once more.
Zara's mind barely had time to catch up with what was
happening as the cleaver whistled through the air once
again. She screamed her hysterical scream once more and
vainly hoped that he would stop before cutting into her
helpless soft flesh.
The cleaver didn't stop until its blade was embedded in
the wood of the chopping block beneath Zara's tits.
Zara stopped screaming. She stared motionless at the
cleaver which now rested between her body and her
severed tit. She tried to convince herself that it
hadn't happened, that it was her mind playing tricks on
her and that she still possessed two beautiful tits.
The fact that one was no longer attached to her body
was too much for her to come to terms with.
The man wrenched the cleaver free of the block and
repeated the action on Zara's one remaining tit.
Reality began to take a grip once more as the white hot
pain tore through her body. Zara's hideous screams
filled the cell and the outside corridor as she finally
realised what had been done to her.
Once again the man wrenched the cleaver free and then
he unfastened Zara's restraints.
Zara desperately tried to hug the blood soaked chopping
block in some deluded belief that her tits would
somehow reattach themselves as the man dragged her away
from it by her hair. All the time she could not speak;
she could only scream as she looked in despair at her
impaled tits still sitting on the block.
"Did you enjoy that?" Asked the man pleased with the
suffering he was causing her. "It'll soon be over," he
continued, "but first I need another blow-job." With
that he rammed his hard cock into Zara's screaming
mouth once again and began to pump his hot seed into
her mouth and down her hoarse throat.
Satisfied with his ejaculation, the man withdrew his
cock from Zara's mouth and grabbed her by her hair with
one hand, still holding her face to his cock. He raised
the cleaver once again and brought it down hard and
fast onto the nape of Zara's slender neck. Her
desperate screams were cut short as the blade sliced
through her neck muscles and severed her vocal cords.
Zara felt dizzy as blood poured from her severed head
but she was still conscious. She could see her body
fall to the ground still twitching. As the man lifted
her head she saw her poor impaled tits on the chopping
block, tears continued to roll down her face as the man
once again pushed his cock into her open mouth. As
darkness finally took her, the last thing Zara saw in
this world was a cruel face laughing at the hideous way
its owner had caused her death. The last thing she felt
was her mouth filling up with hot salty cum which
dripped from her severed neck along with her blood onto
the stone floor.
* * *
All other sound in the mail hall were drowned out by
the helpless screams of the prisoners as people simply
selected their victims and indulged in their sickest
sexiest fantasies.
A boy of about eighteen years and his sister who
appeared to be about two years younger approached Chloe
and Marie.
The girl fingered Chloe's wet cunt then tasted her
finger whilst the boy had knelt before Marie and was
licking her cunt.
Marie hated herself for enjoying it. She closed her
eyes and tried to ignore the fact that she had been
chained helpless to a wall, or at the very least that
this could be some sort of a game she was playing with
a lover. She felt herself cum on the boy's tongue.
The boy reciprocated by licking up all of Marie's girl-
juices and pushing his tongue as deep into her wet
tangy cunt as possible.
Marie moaned in ecstasy and for a moment she had
forgotten why she was chained to a wall and the fact
that today would the last day of her life.
The boy took his tongue away from Marie's cunt and
stood and turned to his sister saying, "This one. She's
got really sweet cum." Marie's screamed as reality came
flooding back to her.
"Okay." said the girl now fingering herself. She stood
with her slender hand up her short pink skirt clearly
enjoying her own ability to pleasure herself.
"Well if you can leave your cunt alone for five
minutes, maybe you'd like to go and find something to
kill her with?" Said her brother showing signs of
frustration. Marie continued to scream louder and
louder.
"Okay, okay!" Said his sister as she pulled her finger
from between her legs and tasted her own juices. Then
she walked off towards the tables in the middle of the
hall.
The boy turned back to Marie. Her screams died down
into sobs as he approached her unzipping his jeans and
taking out his hard cock.
"Please!" Sobbed Marie as he rubbed the raw end of his
cock against the smooth nylon stocking encasing her
thigh.
"Please, not me! Please, not me! I'm begging you!
Please pick someone else. Please!"
The boy laughed. "I've picked you." He said teasingly,
"I promised my mum that I'd take my little sister here
today to show her first hand what girls are for. It's
time she learned her place."
He began to force his hard cock into her well
lubricated cunt. Marie moaned, partly out of fear but
also from pleasure of the penetration.
As she felt His cock slide inside her she continued to
plead. "Please!" She moaned enjoying the sensation of
her cunt being filled with his hard throbbing cock.
"Please don't kill me. I'll do anything you want.
Anything at all!"
The boy began to pump into her. "Unfortunately," He
gasped between thrusts, "when my little sister comes
back and sees me fucking you she'll definitely want to
kill you. She gets so jealous. She hates it when I fuck
any girl except her." He continued to roughly thrust
into her, moaning louder and louder as he became faster
and more furious.
The girl returned carrying a small chainsaw just in
time for her brother to shoot his hot load up Marie's
cunt. They both gasped as, despite her fear, Marie
accepted the hot thick deposit and enjoyed the feeling
of it leaving his throbbing cock and entering her
terrified helpless body.
The boy withdrew his cock from Marie's cunt and as she
looked down she could see thick white cum dripping off
its raw end.
"Suck my cock clean." Said the boy to his sister who
immediately knelt in front of her brother and hungrily
took his still hard cock into her small mouth.
The boy moaned as he ejaculated into his sister's mouth
and she swallowed his cum whole. He then took his cock
out of her mouth and the girl stood back up holding the
chainsaw.
She slowly walked towards Marie with a hateful stare.
"You fucked my brother." She said in a low threatening
voice. "I don't like dirty little sluts like you
fucking my brother.
"I'm sorry!" Cried Marie staring desperately at the
chainsaw. "He fucked me! I couldn't stop him!"
"Are you calling my brother a rapist?" Asked the girl
as she poised the chainsaw at Marie's throbbing wet
cunt.
"Oh God! Please!" Screamed Marie. "Please don't use
that on me. Please!"
"Are you calling my brother a rapist?" The girl
repeated more venomously.
"NO!" Screamed Marie. "I wanted him to fuck me. It was
nice!"
"So," said the girl, "you are a dirty little slut who
lets anyone who wants to fuck her?"
Marie was too frightened to respond either way. The
girl pressed the jagged end of the chainsaw to Marie's
cunt and let her thumb hover over the activation switch
for added emphasis.
Marie was so frightened that she felt herself cum
again. Her thick white juice dripped onto the cruel
merciless teeth of the saw's blade.
"Open your legs like the slut you are." Said the girl.
"What are you going to do to me?" Screamed Marie as she
began to pull futilely on the chains holding her secure
to the wall.
"Open your legs and you'll find out." The girl laughed
as she moved her thumb closer to the switch that would
start the chainsaw's motor.
Marie gave a scream and opened her legs instinctively.
"That's better." Said the girl, "The saw can go right
through you now."
"PLEASE!" Marie screamed louder than ever, "NO! NOOO!
NOOOOOOOO!"
"I told you, slut," Said the girl, "NO - BODY - FUCKS -
MY - BROTHER - EXCEPT - ME!" and with that she pressed
her thumb down on the switch and the chainsaw buzzed to
life.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Marie screamed as the girl brought the
chainsaw up, slicing her cunt effortlessly in two then
higher, dividing her pelvis and then up into her
abdomen.
Marie screamed and her body went into violent
convulsions as the whirring teeth of the chainsaw moved
effortlessly up through her helpless body cutting
through flesh, bone, organs and sinew.
The girl brought the saw up to between Marie's tiny
tits then switched it off.
Marie had stopped screaming but her body still
twitched.
And her eyes were still flickering.
Her vision darkened quickly as the last image in her
mind was that of the girl laughing hysterically to
herself at what she had done to another girl.
Then Marie saw and felt nothing more.
* * *
Chloe shuddered uncontrollably at the sight of so many
girls, including those who had been her friends, being
tortured, mutilated, raped and murdered. That, and also
from knowing that she would soon be picked out by
somebody and that her young life would be at an end.
She was too frightened even to scream. She cried
silently hoping that she wouldn't be noticed. She
wanted to live, she wanted to go home and never do
anything bad ever again. Most of all though, she wanted
Sophie: If they were to die here today she wanted to
make love to Sophie one last time. She wanted to kiss
her, touch her, and feel her.
She closed her eyes and imagined herself running her
hands over Sophie's soft body. She wanted the taste of
Sophie's sweet cunt in her mouth, the taste of her cum
on her tongue then swallowing it slowly so as to savour
the taste. Then she imagined Sophie doing the same to
her. He imagined herself cumming in Sophie's mouth and
Sophie willingly accepting her beautiful cum and
swallowing it. She wanted to be with her so badly.
Tears welled up in her eyes, tears of grief this time,
not of fear. She realised that she didn't even know if
Sophie was still alive and that if she was, she
wouldn't know that Chloe was alive.
Chloe opened her eyes when she felt a sharp pain. A man
had roughly squeezed her nipple and she gave out a yelp
of pain.
"Nice tits," said the man, "nice long legs, perfect
little cunt. I'm going to take my time with you."
"No!" Cried Chloe. "Please! Make it quick. I'll do
anything you want. Just kill me quickly. Please?"
The man let go of her nipple. "I was hoping for a bit
more than that." He said sounding disappointed.
"Maybe I won't bother with you at all since you've
resigned yourself to the fact that you're going to
die."
Chloe looked hopeful.
"I think I'll find a girl with a bit of fight in her
and leave you for somebody who wants a weak submissive
little whore." He began to walk away.
"Oh, God! Thank you!" Cried Chloe, "Thank you for not
killing me. Thank you! Thank you!" She burst into tears
of relief as the man turned back to face her.
"On second thoughts," he said with a laugh, "Maybe
you're just what I'm looking for."
Chloe screamed. "That's more like it." Said the man.
"That's what I'm looking for, real fear."
"Please!" Screamed Chloe as the man called over a
female guard.
"Please! Don't kill me!" Chloe continued to scream as
the guard approached the man.
"I'd like to know how it feels to be a real
executioner." The man said to the guard indicating
Chloe.
Fear gripped Chloe like a fist made of ice. Of all the
methods of execution she had witnessed in the last
hour, what he was asking for was the most painful. He
wanted to dismember her while she was still alive. It
was a method she had witnessed countless times when she
had worked as an embalmer in the Execution Chamber. She
had hoped if nothing else to be spared the long drawn
out torture of a full execution.
"Oh, you'll enjoy that." Said the guard, "You can't
beat the thrill of sawing into a beautiful girl's
body."
Imaginary pain coursed through Chloe's body causing her
to cum. She couldn't help but imagine the pain of a saw
grinding away at her bones or a razor sharp knife
depriving her body of bits of its flesh.
The guard unlocked Chloe's shackles and tied her wrists
behind her back. "At least you know what to expect."
Said the guard to Chloe as she fastened the zip-cord.
Chloe felt her knees go weak. "Please!" She cried
facing her would-be executioner, "Not like that. I'm
begging you. I couldn't stand that much pain! Please!"
The man simply laughed. "You're not supposed to be able
to stand the pain, that's the whole idea."
The guard led the way out of the hall as the man picked
Chloe up and carried her over his muscular shoulder and
followed. Chloe screamed and kicked futilely as the
guard led the man to a nearby cell which had been
outfitted with a saw-rack. It was a device that Chloe
was all too familiar with. She had witnessed countless
executions on just such a device. She stared at the
blood soaked wooden frame in terror: It had recently
been used.
"P-please!" She sobbed. "Please, anything but this.
Please!"
The man unzipped his pants and took out his huge erect
cock. Chloe gasped at the sight of his immense monument
of hard flesh.
The man then took a tight hold of Chloe under her
slender arm and lifted her off her feet. He then pulled
her light body close to his so that the raw tip of his
cock rubbed the luxuriously smooth nylon of Chloe's
stockings which encased her subtle thighs.
Chloe was embarrassed by the fact that she was becoming
aroused as well as scared at her unavoidable violation.
She felt her cunt begin to throb and let flow its
juices as the man began to lower her onto his rock hard
shaft of man-flesh.
"Oh god! No!" Screamed Chloe. "Please! You're too big
for me!" The man smiled cruelly as he began to impale
Chloe's helpless cunt on his swollen cock.
Chloe screamed at the unwanted invasion of her body.
Her screams became louder as under her own weight the
man let her slide helplessly down onto his huge cock,
burying it in her tight warm well lubricated cunt.
"Yes!" Groaned the man as he began to thrust into
Chloe's now helplessly impaled body
"Oh! Ohh! Ohhh!" he continued.
Chloe screamed louder and louder at the pain of the
super sized cock inside her cunt. She felt as though
her insides were being torn apart.
Chloe gazed pleadingly into the man's eyes hoping for a
sign of mercy but found none. What she found instead
was a maniacal sex-crazed lust in the man's eyes as he
pumped harder and harder into her helpless body.
Finally his climax came and Chloe felt the huge cock
erupt inside her. The man moaned loader than ever
seemingly lost in his own orgasmic bliss which was
clearly being by Chloe's obvious pain and fear.
He withdrew his still hard cock from Chloe's body as
she cried inconsolably at the pain inflicted on her raw
tender stinging cunt.
The man then forced Chloe to her knees. She could guess
what was coming next but hoped that she was wrong.
"Suck it." The man commanded. Chloe shook her head
weakly as her sobs grew louder.
"SUCK IT!" The man shouted grabbing Chloe by her hair
and forcing her tear streaked face to his groin. "Go
on." He said cruelly. "Put it in your mouth and have a
good taste of yourself."
Chloe closed her eyes and took the long length of the
hard cock into her small mouth. She did indeed taste
her own juices on the man's cock as she licked its
length with her soft delicate tongue.
"Oh yes!" Said the man quickly becoming excited again.
"OH YESSS!" he shouted as his cock exploded inside
Chloe's mouth. His hot thick cum filled every vacant
space of the inside of her mouth.
"Swallow." Gasped the man in the throes of his orgasm.
"Swallow it all. That's it! Good girl!"
Chloe felt her self begin to choke as the hot thick
salty cum went down her throat.
The man took his cock out of Chloe's mouth then turned
to the guard. "I'm ready to execute her." He said
excitedly.
"Noooo!" Cried Chloe. "Noooo! Please!"
Ignoring Chloe's pathetic pleas the guard nodded and
cut the zip-cord which bound Chloe's wrists behind her
back then assisted the man in securing Chloe's
trembling body helpless onto the rack.
Chloe's arms were bound widespread above her head at
the wrists and her long beautiful legs were forced
painfully wide apart and bound at the ankles. The man
couldn't resist running his rough hands up and down
Chloe's sexy smooth stockinged legs for a few minutes
before reaching for a saw which was stored on the
underside of the rack.
Chloe's screams got louder and more terrified as the
man held the cruel looking tool up for her to see more
clearly.
"You should put your hand on her cunt to steady her
while you're sawing." Said the guard.
"NOOOOOOOO!" Screamed Chloe as the guard continued to
offer the man advice.
"Start sawing right next to the pelvis where her legs
join her body. And saw slowly. It'll be more painful
for her and you'll get a more precise cut."
"Okay." Said the man. "I think I've got that. Thank
you."
"Well enjoy yourself." Said the guard turning to leave.
She exited the cell leaving the man to indulge his
fantasy of being an executioner for the day.
Chloe struggled helplessly against her restraints as
the man menacingly circled the rack before taking a
position between her outstretched legs. He placed his
left hand on her still stinging cunt causing her to
scream even louder.
"You're wet." He said as he roughly fingered her cunt.
"This must be exciting you?"
Chloe pulled harder and more frantically at her
restraints as the man positioned the saw beside her
cunt where her pelvis joined her leg. Her heart pounded
and her body convulsed involuntarily as she felt the
cold sharp teeth of the saw touching her delicate skin.
"PLEASE!" She screamed "Please! I don't want to die!"
The man savoured her terror for a moment longer then
began to draw the blade of the saw back and forth.
Chloe screamed insanely as at first she felt an
irritating itch where her skin was broken which soon
became a searing pain as the saw ground its way through
her bone and sinew.
Chloe's head exploded in a world of pain. It was worse
than she had ever imagined it could be.
After witnessing so many executions day after day Chloe
had once promised herself that when her time to die
came she wouldn't scream. She had lied to herself as
she now fully realised the pain of what was being done
to her was more horrendous than she could ever have
imagined.
She could feel the grinding of the saw running through
her whole body as it claimed its passage through the
side of her pelvis depriving her of her sexy leg.
Nothing could shut out the pain, even as she thought of
Sophie her pain intensified as she realised that she
would never see her lover again. Chloe deluded herself
into believing that if only Sophie had been here with
her she could have faced her death more bravely.
Chloe felt herself going cold and numb as the man had
stopped sawing. She had stopped screaming and was now
panting heavily in shock. She could see the man release
her ankle from its restraint and she shook her head
slightly but was unable to protest.
No! She prayed to herself. Please! Don't let me see!
As if reading her panicked thoughts the man smiled
evilly and then lifted the severed limb away from the
rack and held it up for Chloe to see. She stared wide
eyed at her own dismembered sexy leg. For a moment it
didn't seem real: Yes she was staring at a beautiful
severed leg but she couldn't quite comprehend the fact
that it belonged to her. Her eyes followed the length
of the leg, from the white high heeled shoe along the
beautiful sheer nylon stocking to its sexy lace top
then the small area of her bare well toned thigh and
finally the bloodied stump where the saw had done its
cruel work so well.
Chloe screamed as reality finally caught up with her.
The man set the leg down and picked up the saw once
more. He began to saw almost immediately at Chloe's
remaining leg.
The pain was less intense this time as Chloe felt
herself being consumed by darkness. She imagined that
she could see from out of her body the entire scene: A
man was torturing a beautiful terrified girl who had
been tied down helpless. He was sawing off the
screaming girl's legs but it wasn't Chloe anymore. It
was just a girl who was becoming more and more distant.
Her final thought was of Sophie and she prayed that
whatever happened to her, it would be quick and
painless. Then she thought and felt nothing more.
* * *
Sophie was led to a large cell with about a dozen or so
other prisoners. Like her, all the girls were naked
except for stockings and high heels and like her all
were tall and beautiful.
They had waited about an hour when the cell door had
been unlocked and two female guards had selected one
prisoner and taken her from the cell and locked the
door once again leaving the others to contemplate what
was happening.
After about three quarters of an hour, the door was
unlocked again and another girl taken. The routine
continued much to the confusion of the remaining girls
who were becoming more and more frightened as one by
one their numbers were decreasing with no indication as
to what awaited them once they left the cell.
"They're going to execute us." sobbed one girl aged
about sixteen. Sophie had tried to reassure her with
little or no success.
"They always make girls wear black stockings when
they're going to be executed." She had said to the girl
putting her arm around her and letting her hand fall to
the girl's hardened nipple which she began to fondle
gently. The girl looked into Sophie's beautiful ice
blue eyes.
"Are you sure?" She sobbed.
"Yes." Said Sophie kissing her gently on her mouth.
"Believe me; I work in the execution chamber. Every
girl I've seen executed has worn black stockings." She
stroked the crying girl's smooth stockinged leg,
partially to reassure her but also because she was
enjoying winning the girl's trust so she could get
close to her soft young body.
"What if they make us wear black stockings when they
take us out of the cell?" Asked the girl with an ever
rising tone of panic in her voice.
Sophie couldn't answer. She simply hugged the girl
tightly and ran her soft hand further up her sexy long
leg on the inside of her thigh until she found her wet
middle. The girl moaned slightly but didn't pull away
from Sophie's loving tender touch.
"Please." Sobbed the frightened girl softly. "Put your
finger inside me. Please." She stared longingly into
Sophie's eyes. Sophie held her closer still and as
their soft bodies pressed against each other she gently
slid her finger into the girl's tight wet cunt.
The girl moaned softly as Sophie's finger found its way
inside her. Her moans became more erratic as Sophie
expertly stimulated her cunt until she reached her
climax and let out her hot girl cum. Sophie withdrew
her finger and saw that it was covered in the girl's
juices. She began to lick the juice of her finger as
the girl nervously knelt between Sophie's legs and put
her face to her perfectly symmetrical pink slit.
"Oh my god!" Gasped the girl. "Your cunt is so
beautiful." She pushed her soft velvety tongue into
Sophie's beautiful moist opening and began to gently
lick her out.
It didn't take Sophie long to orgasm. Her girl-juice
came out onto the girl's tongue which she hungrily
lapped up.
"Thank you." Said the girl. "That's the most beautiful
cum I've ever tasted."
Sophie smiled. Chloe used to say that all the time. She
wondered what was happening with Chloe.
Her thoughts were interrupted as the cell door was once
again unlocked and the two guards entered.
They looked around for a moment before settling their
eyes on the girl kneeling between Sophie's legs.
"No!" Cried the girl. "Please. Not me! Please!"
The guards grabbed the girl and hauled her to her feet.
"Where are you taking me?" She screamed as they dragged
her out of the cell and locked the door behind them.
The girl's screams could still be heard for a few
seconds outside the cell.
The girls all remained quiet in the cell. The screams
of the girl had unnerved them and some had begun to cry
themselves.
Sophie was beginning to panic too as she tried to
rationalise why girls would be taken one at a time and
not be returned. She didn't want to face the dreadful
possibility that they were indeed all going to be
executed but she couldn't think of any other
explanation.
She looked around noticing that some of the girls had
begun to play with themselves whilst others were
starting to please each other. Sophie thought again
about Chloe. Please let her be alright. She thought to
herself.
She hadn't noticed the passage of yet another half hour
or so as she quietly played with her own wet cunt. She
felt herself cum and pushed her finger as far into
herself as she could. Her juice came out as hot and
thick as ever. Another girl about the same age as
Sophie noticed her cum and smiled weakly at her when
Sophie noticed the girl's eyes were transfixed on her
perfect cunt.
The girl licked her lips still staring at the white cum
starting to drip from Sophie's wet opening.
"Can I - can I -?" The girl stammered close to tears.
Sophie smiled back, spread her beautiful long legs and
nodded. "Feel free." She said as the girl knelt between
her legs smiling.
Sophie braced herself for the girl's loving lick which
came within seconds. Sophie moaned softly as the girl
licked her sticky wet cunt clean.
"She was right." Said the girl. "Your cunt is
beautiful. It tastes beautiful as well."
"Thank you." Said Sophie.
Suddenly all the girls jumped as they heard the door to
the cell being opened. The two guards entered and went
straight toward Sophie. Oh, God! She thought. Oh, God.
No!
"It's your turn." Said one of the guards grabbing
Sophie by her arm and pulling her to her feet.
Sophie wanted to ask where she was being taken and what
was going to happen to her but fear suddenly gripped
her and she found herself struggling even to move let
alone speak. She walked uneasily as the guards led her
out of the cell. Sophie turned to see for one last time
the pale frightened faces of the girls in the cell
before the door was closed and locked obscuring them
from her view.
* * *
It was like no other part of the prison that Sophie had
ever seen before. Instead of the harsh interior of the
cells and the bleak corridors this waiting room looked
more like a hotel room than anything one would expect
to find in a prison.
The two guards flanked Sophie as they stood waiting.
Although what they were waiting for, Sophie had no
idea.
After a few long moments a door at the far end of the
room opened and a man in a business suit appeared.
"Bring the next one in." He said giving Sophie an
approving glance.
The two guards ushered Sophie through the door.
Sophie stepped through the door onto what appeared to
be some kind of a stage. Seated facing her were several
dozen men and women wearing suits. Each also wore a
label with a number on it.
In the middle of the stage itself stood some kind of
restraining device. To Sophie it resembled a saw-rack
but stood vertical instead of horizontal. Sophie froze
at the sight of the device and was now left in doubt as
to why she had been brought here.
She screamed and tried to pull away from the guards who
immediately tightened their grip on her arms.
The two guards then dragged Sophie over to the device.
She struggled futilely as they secured her arms at the
wrists so that they were spread high and wide. They
then proceeded to secure her ankles at a painfully wide
angle causing her cunt lips to part. Sophie felt her
juices begin to flow and soon her cunt was wet and
dripping with her nectar-like cum. Finally one guard
secured a gag over Sophie's sensual mouth, not tightly
but enough to muffle her screams whilst the man who had
led them onto the stage addressed the assembly.
"Now we've got a really nice piece on offer." He began
and turned to Sophie's helpless body. "Nineteen years
old and has worked as a model. There's absolutely
nothing about her that isn't perfect. We'll start
bidding on her beautiful breast, all natural, at one
thousand. You have two minutes, as always the highest
current bid will appear on the overhead monitor." The
man scrutinised the audience for signs of interest.
Art collectors! Thought Sophie now delirious with fear.
They were going to be bidding for her body parts while
she was still alive! How could anybody take such
delight in such cruelty? Tears flowed from her eyes as
the bidding began. She couldn't help but conjure an
image in her mind of her beautiful tits and legs being
displayed in some private gallery where some sick
pervert of a so-called art collector could enjoy them
to his unlimited desires.
A monitor suspended over the stage displayed the
constantly changing highest bids which were inputted
from keypads used by the assembled collectors. After
only a minute the figure on the monitor had already
exceeded ten thousand: Somebody really wanted Sophie's
tits in their collection.
A buzzer sounded and the figure on the monitor froze on
twenty two thousand, seven hundred and twenty five,
along with another number, zero-eight-three.
"The man double checked the monitor's display then
announced, "Breasts sold for twenty two thousand, seven
hundred and twenty five to collector number eighty
three." There were looks of disappointment in the
audience as one man stood to confirm his bid and his
assigned number.
"Very well." Said the man. "After the Executioner
treats us to the spectacle of the subject's breasts
being cut off we'll begin bidding on what is without
doubt the most beautiful vagina on offer today."
The brief round of applause sounded from the audience
as a tall man, naked except for a black leather hood
which covered his face, walked onto the stage carrying
a long curved knife.
Sophie pulled uselessly at the restraints as the
Executioner approached her. She shook her head
violently knowing exactly what was coming.
The Executioner pulled the gag from Sophie's mouth
enabling her to scream much the entertainment of all
present.
"No!" Screamed Sophie. "Please! Please no!"
The Executioner raised the knife to below Sophie's
helpless tit, waited for a moment until her screams got
even louder and more panicked and placed his other
rough hand on Sophie's soft vulnerable tit and began to
slice.
Sophie shrieked in pain as the cruel razor sharp blade
sliced effortlessly through her helpless flesh causing
an ever increasing searing white hot pain.
In less than a minute Sophie's beautiful tit came away
in the Executioner's hand, cleanly cut off.
Another round of applause came from the audience as the
Executioner turned briefly to show of his handiwork
before turning back to Sophie to begin work on her one
remaining tit.
Shock took hold of Sophie and she had passed beyond
feeling pain. She remained paralysed with fear and an
inability to fully comprehend what was being done to
her. She stared wide eyed making only the tiniest
whimpering noises as the Executioner finished cutting
off her other tit, again raising a round of applause.
A prisoner, a girl of about seventeen, appeared on the
stage drawing admiring looks from the audience. She
approached the Executioner and took Sophie's severed
tits from him and then disappeared backstage followed
by the Executioner himself.
"Thank you Mister Executioner." Said the man resuming
his post as host an auctioneer. He then turned and
nodded a silent instruction to the two guards who
immediately moved toward the rack holding Sophie and
adjusted its axis so the Sophie was now horizontal with
her exposed cunt facing the audience.
The man wasted no time in continuing his address. "Now,
for this most beautiful vagina, bidding will begin at
one thousand five hundred. You have two minutes.
Bidding begins... ... Now!"
Once again the monitor overhead flashed with ever
increasing numbers as the potential collectors
furiously punched numbers into their personal keypads
trying to outbid one another.
After two minutes the buzzer sounded once again and the
monitor froze on twenty eight thousand, nine hundred
and seventy followed by the numbers one two and nine.
The man confirmed the bid. "Sold to number one hundred
and twenty nine for twenty eight thousand, nine hundred
and seventy."
Again the Executioner appeared on stage followed by his
assistant.
"Mister Executioner," said the man, "please do your
duty."
With that the Executioner used a smaller thinner bladed
knife to carefully cut around Sophie's beautiful cunt.
Sophie screamed suddenly as the fresh wave of pain
brought her out of her state of shock and back to
reality. Her screams filled the auditorium as the
Executioner completed cutting a circle around her cunt
then with his finger hooked between Sophie's cunt lips,
gave a firm tug pulling her expertly cut out vagina
away from her body and passed it to the female prisoner
who quickly ran off the stage with it.
The inevitable round of applause followed from the
audience as the Executioner also retired from the
stage.
Sophie continued to scream as the pain of her cunt
being cut out continued to sear through her entire
body.
The host took to the stage once again and addressed the
audience.
"Now we come to our lovely ex-model's extraordinarily
beautiful legs. Bidding will begin at ten thousand.
Again, there are two minutes on the clock. Please begin
now."
For the third time the monitor flashed details of the
highest current bid although this time it was too fast
to keep up with. An atmospheric tension was felt all
through the auditorium as the seconds counted down and
the speed of the bidding intensified.
The buzzer signalled the end of the bidding and many
collectors threw down their keypads in frustration.
The host looked at the monitor and began to speak, only
to stop himself in order to double check the figure.
"Sold." He began "for an amazing five hundred and
eighty seven thousand, six hundred and fifty two, to
bidder numbering hundred and seventeen."
On cue, the Executioner reappeared on the stage this
time wielding a large saw. Sophie's screams which had
subsided during the bidding for her legs now resumed as
the Executioner approached her brandishing the cruel
looking tool.
"In your own time, Mister Executioner." Said the man.
The Executioner stood between Sophie's outstretched
legs and placed a steadying hand on the bloodied mound
where her cunt had been causing her to scream even
louder. He positioned the blade of the saw in the
customary position where her inner leg joined her
pelvis. Sophie could feel the cold sharp jagged teeth
of the saw pressing into her soft delicate skin.
Sophie's breathing became erratic as she tried to brace
herself for the pain that was only seconds away.
The Executioner began to draw the blade of the saw
backwards and forwards and Sophie realised that nothing
could have prepared her for the pain which now engulfed
her entire body.
Sophie's body went into convulsions as the Executioner
continued to saw into her body. Her screams echoed
around the auditorium as with each stroke of the saw
her beautiful sexy leg became more detached from her
body.
The sawing stopped but Sophie continued to scream.
Satisfied that she was still conscious the Executioner
lifted up Sophie's severed stockinged leg for her to
see. Her screams continued as he turned to the audience
and showed off the sexy severed limb before turning
back to Sophie and began sawing off her remaining leg.
Sophie had seen girls live through this before and she
had always hoped and prayed that she would not be one
of those poor girls.
In her delirium she actually tried to force herself to
die. She tried to let go of her life as her vision
began to darken but the pain kept her from drifting
off. She tried to think of Chloe and all those
beautiful weeks they'd had together making love to each
other. She wished Chloe were with her right now. She
considered it even crueller than what was being done to
her the fact that she and Chloe had not been allowed to
die together. In fact, they hadn't even been allowed to
say goodbye to one another.
Her pain was lessening now and her vision almost gone.
The sawing had stopped and she could just barely make
out the image of the Executioner removing her other
severed leg.
"Chloe! I love you!" She said, or at least thought she
had said before her mind went blank and she felt
nothing more.
An applause rose from the audience to congratulate the
executioner on his masterful skill but this time Sophie
didn't hear it.
* * *
Nobody in the Department of Female Correction could
deny that Open Day had been a resounding success. In a
few short hours the overcrowding problem had been
brought back under control although with the ever
increasing rate in crimes committed by young women it
wouldn't be long before the problem arose again. To
that end, Open Day became a six-monthly event in
prisons all over the country.
Ironically, the two teenaged twins who had executed
Debbie along with the girl who had assisted in the
torture and execution of Nikki and the girl who had
eviscerated Marie, all found themselves being arrested
and executed within weeks of their attending Open Day.
The day following Open Day many tabloid newspapers bore
the headline:
"EXECUTED GLAMOUR MODEL'S LEGS SELL FOR HALF A
MILLION!"
Along with the sub heading:
"EVERY GIRL SHOULD BE SO LUCKY!"
THE END
If you enjoyed this or any of my other stories, then
I'd like to hear from you. Email me at:
blakesinclair69@yahoo.co.uk
Constructive comments only please.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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