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He lay there, strapped securely down, at her mercy. He was gagged
tightly to silence him, and his limbs had no level of give to them. He watched her as she slowly walked over from the corner. She wasn't wearing a bra, only silky red panties and her breasts were small but exquisite, the type that if you pushed together you could just about fuck. He was terriffied, he didn't know who the fuck she was or what she was going to do with him, but he still had the hardest erection he had achieved in his life sported at a 30 degree angle to his flat stomach. She sat beside him and stroked his testicles with her right hand. "Not a bad cock you've got there. I'm afraid I have some bad news for you, its nothing personal you understand, but I've had this fantasy for sometime and well... your going to help me forfill it." She gripped the shaft and started to pull his foreskin up and down over his glands. "Hmm, a nice piece of meat that. You see I've always wanted to... emasculate a man shall we say, and you are the lucky guy. Or if you will I'm going to bite your fucking cock off." He tried to struggle but he couldn't move the best he could manage was to move his head slightly from side to side. Terror was displayed in his eyes. "Don't worry, I wont waste it, far from it I will enjoy every bite of this, hmm, suculent muscle. Unfortunately you will have to die. I thought it would be quite erotic to watch you bleed to death from your bloody stump, but If you take too long I will have to cut your throat." She smiled at him, then gripped his cock as tight as she could. "Now that bit is a bit personal, but what the hell, it gives it a nice finish don't you think? I was going to give you a week of pleasure beforehand as a sort of an apology but I don't really have time. Tell you what, I'll let you cum twice, you think thats fair? Make it more enjoyable, biting of a cock thats just cum, or maybe even while its cumming, not a bad idea, just imagine it spurting its lovely load into my mouth even though it is severed from your body. Mmm, tell you what I'll let you enjoy the first one but as soon as you cum the second time I'll be biting it off, ok?" He tried to move, struggling relentlessly but to no avail. He was sickened by his own body, he was almost certainly to die, but he still had this raging hard on. He was not yet resided to the fact that he was going to die, even though it was almost certain, and even if he had he was in no state to sit back and enjoy his last orgasm, she knew this to. She loved being in control, one of the many things that turned her on. Another one was watching men cum, and watching men beg her to let them cum for hours before finally not letting them cum at all. Her killings were often sexual, and she had found that there is a point when the expectance of pleasure can become extreem pain. Once she had made a man go insane by keeping him dangling over the abyss of orgasm for 4 and a half hours, this took a lot of practice, and saw herself as a goddess of torture. This was just before she ripped the poor guys prostate gland out and shot him. There was something about this guy though that she liked, she would let this one cum. "So how do you want it? Its up to you, but no blowjobs that would just be tempting me now wouldn't it." He still struggled helplessly, it was quite a pathetic sight. She stood up and walked over to his face. She sat onto his chest. She was quite light for someone of her height and undoubtebly beautiful. He could also feel by the juices oozing onto his naked chest that she was very very wet. "Calm down and stop your squirming, you should count youself lucky I never usualy treat men this good, now stop struggling before I really get mad. One guy I put a 6 inch wide dildo with little spikes in him and you don't want to know the fucking rest of the I did to him, do you want that?" She stood back up again, he had stopped moving and she sat back next to his penis. She pulled back the foreskin and slowly lowered her mouth level with his helmet and started to lick the sides playfully. She engulfed his helmet in her mouth and held it firlmy in her teeth for a few moments before releasing it and sitting back up. She placed her hand on his thigh and slid it down to the curves of his ass and eased her middle finger into him and moved it slowly in circles. "So, what do you want? A handjob? I do really good handjobs, maybe I could tickle your prostrate the right way and take you from behind? Oh oh, there is this great thing I can do with fishhooks, that'll make you cum straight away, but that involves loosing your prostrate and testicles at the same time, no can't do that. How about... I let you have something I keep for just such a special occassion, the pussy?" She increased her entry to 3 fingers. "Not many people get the honour of the pussy, all those who have are dead, but its worth dying for, and lets face it you don't have too much choice anyway, may as well take it." She laughed to herself and stood up. As she parted her legs slightly she slowly eased down her panties, and exposed her beautiful pussy. And it was beautiful, it was a work of art. The type men would die for just to have a smell of. Her red pubic hair was nicely shaven and her lips were tight and rosey. Even the hood of her clit seemed perfectly symetric. Either side of her little opening was thicker darker skin, and was she damp. You could see drops building up at her ass and as one of the drops hit the floor he nearly cum then and there. He'd never felt so turned on and even though he was going to die he kept thinking how lucky he was. As she clambered on to the bed she threw her panties onto his face. They smelt musky and well worn, unmistakebly the scent of sweet pussy. As his penis swelled slightly harder, she lifted herself above him and rubbed her pussy lips, just out of reach, over the opening of his penis. He tried to push his hips forward but somehow couldn't, she kept rubbing as his helmet got more and more damp. Slowly she empailed herself on him and when her tight hugging lips had reached the base of his cock she started to massage his penis with the walls of her vagina. Then it started. Very pleasurable, but also quite painful. She lowered and dropped herself on him violently, constantly throwing her head back. This went on for about 20 minutes then as soon as she felt he was coming close to orgasm she withdrew him from her and sat next to him. She gripped it once again and violently started to jerk him off. She watched with delight as his penis muscles started pumping the cum quickly up his shaft and being expelled quite high before it hit his stomach and chest. After the last wave of mess had been shot she started to lick it off him. He was in a state of absolute exstacy. He had just had the most incredible orgasm of his life, quivering he thought to himself that was the best pussy he had ever had the fortune of being inside. After she had licked off every drop of cum, paying particular attention to the drizzle of cum on his slowly softening helmet she got up and took the panties of his face. She whispered in his ear: "Nice? Well its not gonna be next time, get hard soon." Malicously smiling as she did so. She walked over to the chair and sat down, he could not make out the bottom of her legs but the rest of her was visible, not that it mattered, he couldn't take his eyes off her divine little pussy. She began to rub her clit furiously and within a few minutes she went limp in the chair with a sigh. After a few minutes she reached for two dildos, with her right hand and stood up. At first he thought she was going to violate him with both, she just lay on his chest and placed the first one in her ass, very deep. Then she put the other into her pussy, put them both on and seemed to fall asleep. He was getting another hard on already, even though it expediated the loss, his cock didn't care. Any man would have found the site of her ass full of dildo not an easy thing to control. She lay there for about 10 minutes before she suddenly stood up. By this time he had, again, a raging hard on. She wouldn't do it? She quickly and simultaniously pulled out both dildos and threw them in the corner. "As I say nothing personal." she laughed again and spoke to his penis "Goodbye little fella, I hope you taste nice, would be a shame to have to spit you out on this guys face." As she sat on the bed she lowered her head and engulfed his cock half way into her warm mouth. He could feel her hot breath against his rock hard helmet. She began to run her lips and tongue over his glands. He thought to himself over and over again, don't cum, don't cum. He tried to think about anything else but it was impossible. He relaxed his calf muscles and tried to detach himself from any orgasm. The feeling was mindblowing, she was an expert; she teased his opening a little more open with her tongue. He had never had a blowjob like this. He could feel the inevitability of ejaculation building up in his balls. Seconds before he came he tensed his calf muscles up, and almost exactly as the first drop of cum was about to leave the end of his cock she bit. Her teeth closed with incredible speed the pressure they exerted was immense and she took his whole cock off in one go. Most of his cock was in her mouth and it was severed and still shooting cum down her throat. He rithed in pain, still not moving at all as a shower of blood and squirting cum left from his remaining stump. It covered her smilling face; blood and cum dripping down her cheeks and her forehead as she started to chew his cock up. He rithed more and more in pain but didn't pass out as she expected as she turned the severed part of his cock into a bloody mush. She was delighted by the taste, and swallowed large lumps of it back, keeping the helmet untill the rest was gone. She wanted to spit the helmet into his face, but she loved its spongy taste and swallowed it. Wiping the blood from her mouth she sat on the chair and watched him try to rith around, he looked like he was having a fit, but the blood wasn't squirting anymore. He wasn't going to be dead in a hurry, her smile at this fact showed her blood stained teeth. She picked up a knife from the table and walked over to him. He had stopped rithing as much, possibly due to adrenalin killing the pain; his head looking straight up as if he was in shock. She whispered in his ear again. "I wonder what your balls taste like." He started to rithe again, but it was no use. She had to tear more at the balls and she ripped them off one by one, but she found them as satisfying as his cock. After she had devoured them, she walked over to him and whispered to him again as she put the knife to his neck "No one will find you for a week, you'll be pissing out of a tube for that week not a cock. I'm not going to kill you, you can starve to death, or bleed to death I don't give a fuck. Don't forget to have fun when the adrenalin wears off." She kissed him on the head, cleaned up, and left. As she walked out of the door she was already looking for more cock to eat, she had aquirred a taste for meat and the next guy wouldn't be so lucky.
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