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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Madame la Guillotine by Pet Kaili (petkaili@yahoo.com) *** 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... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ 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. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 79