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Madame la Guillotine
by Pet Kaili (petkaili@yahoo.com)
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A dark story written for a friend who has built his own
guillotine for play, two young girls going off for a
night of hard play with a stranger they met online who
promises them a night of excitement in which they will
be the stars of the show. It ends a little sooner than
they expect. (Mdom/FF, nc, anal, exh, s/m, bd, sn,
extreme)
***
We were nervous as we pulled up onto the dirt road
heading back towards the old barn. We had the
coordinates in the GPS or we never would have found the
place. C and I both felt a little nervous but were
excited to participate in the show. He had told us only
to come comfortably dressed and ready to be displayed
and to please. He is on the darker side and we knew it
would not be the normal type of show, whether it would
be pain or sexual we weren't certain but we felt going
together was better.
As we stepped out of the car we could see the lights
coming from between the boards in the old barn. I was
well lit inside and the door was manned by a guard as we
approached. it seemed to be quite a few very nice cars,
dark sedans and sports cars were parked along the side
of the field away from the road where they could not be
seen from the road.
As we approached the door he stepped out and greeted us
and brought us around to the back. Inside we could see
monitoring equipment and screens and cameras. on the
stage at the back of the barn there were cloaked stands
and cloaked figures standing and waiting, not moving.
I started to wonder, looking at C afraid something was
going on that we were not ready for. Milling around the
floor were a number of men in slacks and sport jackets,
sipping drinks. There must be a full bar as the cocktail
glasses and rocks glasses were a step up from the beer
cans and red solo cups you usually see in an old barn
party out here.
Quickly we were positioned together and a strap of
leather was placed around our mouths between our teeth.
He pulled my hair tight and wrapped a strap of leather
around the curls and pulled it up tight on top of my
head strands pulled tight from my scalp.
We looked to each other wondering if it would be ok, a
smile in her eyes calmed me down and we let our clothes
be stripped from us, his hands caressing my curves and
then feeling the wetness building between my thighs at
the anticipation of what was happening. He bent and bit
on C's nipples to make them stand hard on her delicate
breasts. I smiled around my leather gag wanting the
same.
I wondered what the covered contraptions on the stage
were, thinking maybe a St Andrews cross or maybe
stocks... I've wanted to be put in stocks for some time,
I love the idea of being pinned helpless open and
available for use from all directions unable to even
shift or move in any way. C was enjoying herself and we
both were becoming very excited. As he swatted my behind
a couple of times I began to relax looking forward to
being well used tonight by what appeared to by a nice
crowd of very discerning gentlemen.
As he walked us out toward the stage the men went to sit
around tables set up before the stage. there were
cameras set up all around and I realized the monitors we
had seen were sending the signal out to others watching
somewhere. I began to get very nervous. wondering who
might see us.
As we got up to the stage he turned us away from the
crowd and then towards them for them to see us in full.
Behind each of us one of the robed gentleman stepped
forward and began to bind our hands behind us one arm
over the other snuggly in the center of the back then
ropes around our chest above and below our breasts each
alike and in unison before the crowd of men watching,
sipping their drinks.
They had us kneel down next and used the ropes to bind
our lower legs to our thighs keeping us from unbending
them and preventing us from walking or moving on our own
accord now. We now were completely immobilized, unable
to escape. My cunt was dripping wet wondering what might
be in store for us, my breath was shallow and the
leather strap in my mouth was soaked now as I bit down
wanting, waiting for the show to start.
They had turned us away now from the crowd and we were
facing the large shrouded objects still wondering what
they might be, when the cloaked men laid us forward
exposing our wet swollen cunts for the men to observe
our heads were arched looking at the structures under
the black curtain when they stepped together in unison
and removed the curtains. My eyes widened with fear and
I shuddered, trying to pull at my bindings trying to get
loose all of a sudden.
I looked at C and saw the same fear in her eyes, this
was not what we bargained for, what the hell was this
about. Before us were two glistening tall Guillotines,
the blades pulled high and glistening sharp sparkling in
the lights that shown up on the stage. I tried to
swallow and was struggling to try to get loose when I
felt a foot land squarely on my back pinning my arms and
pressing me into the floor. I let out a gasp in
surprise. My heart began racing, I could feel the panic
and bile up in my throat, like I was going to throw up.
I could feel the tears escaping from my eyes, my god
what was going to happen here tonight.
He stood up and began to address the crowd, "now
gentleman we will begin the bidding at $5000 per girl,
you can place her do what you will and pull the cord to
release the blade, you may not keep the head of course
as we will have to dispose of everything in the bon fire
later this evening, but the privilege will be yours to
toss it in if you like.
The world began to spin around me, I looked at C and saw
the panic in her eyes as well. We were helpless unable
to move to struggle to escape in any way as we sat here
bound naked before these men, awaiting our own
decapitations... God... how did he get us here, there
was nothing we could do now.
Tears began to flow freely from me now, I felt every
ounce of strength leave me as the bidding began voices
in the air from the speakers of people not even here
bidding. "$10,000, $11,000, $12,000..." he would make a
lot of money tonight from this evil, heinous act.
I couldn't listen, I began to heave trying to roll back
and forth, I felt like a caged animal thrashing with no
control but the foot on my back held me firmly down. C
was doing the same but at some point she had stopped
struggling and was calm now as though in a trance.
It was quiet now. I could feel another set of hands on
me now. the man holding me had pulled me up right my
face covered with tears and snot and drool I was like a
wild being, my eyes raged with fear as this man looked
at me, licked my cheek and began to grab my breasts,
squeezing them tightly, pinched hard at the nipples and
pulling them away from me making me bite hard on the
leather strap in my mouth.
He leaned down and began to bite them one at a time
sucking hard and then biting so hard I could feel the
skin begin to break, tears poured down my cheeks as I
cried out, in spite of my fear I could feel my body
responding dripping wetness down my thighs. He and the
cloaked man picked me up and placed me face down on a
bench before the bloody contraption I began to convulse
shaking everywhere, I could smell my own stink of fear
as my whole body began to sweat uncontrollably.
They forced my head into the position waiting for the
blade and I could fee the wood board lower to hold my
head in place I closed my eyes submitting to the evil
that was about to happen, but was shocked when once
secured and lying on the hard bench I felt the sharp
slaps on my ass surprising me and making my eyes open
wide again. Over and over again in fast succession, I
couldn't move at all, secured by my neck in the wood
brace and my legs and arms tied up.
I bit hard on the strap of leather and began to let
myself go enjoying the slaps my mind beginning to relax
again, forgetting what was happening here. I closed my
eyes and enjoyed the stinging, hot sensation as my ass
began to redden. then I heard the belt pull from the
slacks, slick leather and the hard sharp stings of the
belt across my ass began, over and over in rhythm like a
slow drum, smack, smack, smack.
I don't know how long it continued, I felt it slap
against the soles of my feet and then back to my ass and
across my back a couple of times as well. Then his hands
again this time squeezing my hot sore cheeks hard
pinching the hot raised welts, tracing the broken skin,
I could hear him lick the blood from the stinging open
wounds after tracing his finger through. my eyes closed
I flinched and enjoyed each touch. My skin on fire my
mind floating I could hear the zipper of his pants and
the fall of the fabric as he straddled across my hot
abused body and I could feel his throbbing cock as he
dipped it passed my sopping wet cunt...
Oh god, I shivered to feel him tease me sliding along my
glistening wet slit as I opened myself wanting to pull
him inside. slowly, god so slowly he began to dip inside
my muscles pulling tight milking him trying to draw him
in until he pushed deep against me for just a moment,
then pulled away I felt the heat and pain in my ass
under the pressure of his body and then I felt him
pressing his tip against my ass now wet with my
slickness he pressed just the tip to open me.
As I relaxed to take him inside me, I felt him pause and
then push-in, in a single hard stroke. He pushed deep
into me all the way making I screamed through my gag.
SILENCE... DARKNESSS... Then nothing...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously
consider seeking professional help.
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