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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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