The Ultimate Fantasy ( Cassie 's POV )

'' OH YEAH '' ! I scream in ecstasy as I have an pose climax and spill back beside Chris in our bed. After several minutes both grueling breathing I put my fountainhead on his muscled chest and whisper `` that was amazing you are so ripe '' `` so are you '' he said. Chris and I had been together 6 years. Both of us had, between us, pretty a good deal every intimate juju there is and had explored them all. Or so I thought.

One day I was looking at fetish history on the Internet and called Chris over. We looked down the list of family. I was immediately drawn to the 'cannibalism'category. Hundreds of stories of mass being cooked live and eaten.

As we read, I realised how turned on the storey were making me. I soon found myself opening my trousers and putting Chris 's hand to work between my stage, while I reached into his and fondled his parts. `` Chris, this is turning me on so lots. We 've done everything together, all that 's left is to try this. '' `` But you 'll die '' Chris said `` ever since I was a fille this is the way I 've dreamt of dying. Please '' I looked into Chris 's eyes, pleading. After considering for a few minutes, Chris said `` Ok, if this is what 's going to make you truly well-chosen. I 'll make the planning. '' I almost felt like crying. `` Thank you '' I then took him into the bedroom and spent the rest of the day showing him how happy I was that he 'd agreed to eat me.

For the side by side few hebdomad, Chris kept going out but would n't tell me where or why. I started cooking us separate meals as I wanted to fatten myself up so I tasted as good as possible. Over those weeks. Our sex was the C. H. Best it had ever been as Chris had started biting me to try out my flavour. He would also rub unlike condiments and constituent into my skin. As well as this, Chris had taken at to the lowest degree two dry pint of my blood in the endure few workweek

Then one day, he came nursing home and said `` everything is ready ''

We drove for what seemed like hours before we arrived at the bombastic building I had ever seen. `` Here we are. Are you sure you want to go through with this ? '' Chris asked. I looked at the edifice. The final stage building I would ever see. I closed my eyes and thought, trying to equilibrise the love I had of my life with Chris against the regret I would feel if my ultimate fantasise went unrealised. My response was clear `` I do. I am inclined for the pain, I want the pain. I want to be your meal ''. `` Well there 'll be plenty of pain involved '' Chris smirked. Let 's go inside ''.

A chill ran down my spine as we went inside and Chris locked the door.

There is a chair at the side of the construction. Beside the chairperson is a table with enema equipment and pliers. There is a bathroom. There is also a entire size double bed, and an enormous mesa with restraints and saltation booster cable attached. I sit down in the chair and Chris crouched down and took my hand

'' First, I need you to use the clyster and select a shower, then I shall study you to the bed and fill your every pickle and masking you from brain to toe in marinade, then I need to take out your whisker, teeth and nails. I will then leave you to marinate for 8 hours. When that metre is up, I shall actuate you on to the big table, attach the parachuting leads to your work force and feet and blazon, legs and position, as well as down your throat, and inside your ass and pussy. Are you still prepared to go through with this ? ``

I hesitated but nodded `` yes ''

Chris stood up and keep me closing curtain and gave me the most passionate candy kiss he has ever given me and started to unbutton my shirt. The rest of my dress quickly come off and he stands back admiring my organic structure. In my endeavor to pull in my self as tasty as possible I have gone from 8 to 12 stone in 4 workweek. I smell of honey, meat succus and salt, grounds of smearing my entire body in it regularly for the past 4 week in another attempt at enhancing my flavour. I 've also been regularly swallowing the same. Chris takes my hand and slowly sucks on a finger. That always made me tingly but even more so today as he lightly digs his teeth in.

'' Then let 's go to the privy ''

We went into the bathroom and Chris helped me clear myself out with the enema. It was then into the rain shower to wee sure I 'm absolutely spotless. He also shaves my head, armpits, legs and puss. It was then prison term for the last bit of pleasure I would ever feel.

He took me by the hand to the bed and spent the next minute filling my mouth, pussy and ass with our succus, as well as covering me from head teacher to toe in the marinade he had chosen, which turned out to be a mixture of honey, spices and his own cum. It was the best we ever had as Chris took me in every emplacement imaginable. When we had caught our intimation, He guided me to the chair. Pleasure over here comes the pain. He picked up the pliers and my right hand. I breathed in prevision. He took hold of a nail with the pliers, yanked and ripped it theatrical role out. I moaned in botheration. I did n't reach too much fuss, there was much tough nuisance to amount. Every fingernail and toenail took 2 or 3 tugs. Then the teeth, which took even thirster and more effort to polish off. It was incredibly difficult and caused pain with each one.

Chris gave me a few transactions to regain and then guided me to the cooking table. I want to let our juices soak in. Cooking will start in 8 hours ''

He came back 8 hours later. `` I 'll give you one hold up chance to get out of this '' `` no '' I said. We shared our final kiss. Chris strapped me to the table and attached parachuting leads to my articulatio radiocarpea, ankles, chest and one down my throat and inside my kitty-cat and ass. `` I love you ''

That was when a whole bunch of emotions set in. I was turned on, excited, well-chosen and terrified all at the same time.i involuntarily started shaking and crying. I saw Chris hesitate. I thought to myself quickly. NO, it 's too later to turn back now. As well as I could with no teeth and a start lead down my throat I shouted `` DO IT ! TURN IT ON ! ``

Chris turned on the electrical energy. My entire body, inside and out filled with simultaneusly the best and high-risk hurting I 'd ever felt as electric automobile current passed through my physical structure. The burn was incredible both inside and out. As it continued I cried harder both at the bother and the mentation that this would kill me and I would n't get to feel Chris 's teeth tear me apart. The room filled with the sound of electricity crackling, and my screeching, although muffled, and the odor of cooking pulp. Chris only cooked me for 10 bit, but it felt like longer.

Once the gage cleared, Chris approached the tabular array. I am shocked to find not only am I still alive but I can still feel. I smell delicious. Chris removes the jump leads and smells my scent. I ca n't affect and nearly precipitate off the table.

Chris starts by licking my pussy. I moan In ecstasy. Not only can I still feel, but my weed have heightened. Chris looks at me lovingly and gently starts to go under his teeth into my snatch. The pain grows quickly and It feels so right. Then Chris jolt me as he tears it away, cud and swallows and licks the wound. I scream at the top of my lungs as intense nuisance shoots through me. I look at Chris and he seems to enjoy my screams and the suffering on my face. I notice for the number one time, that he is drinking from a pint glass filled with the blood he has been taking from me.

He then surprises me by getting up, he soon returns with a run up kit. I realise he is sewing up the wound. He wants to keep me animated as long as possible ! He 's thought of everything !

As he tears away the relief of my pussy, I say, `` how do I try out ? '' To my surprise he puts a cut of me in my rima oris and helps me take back. It 's the best thing I 've ever tasted.

He sinks his tooth into a breast and quid and pulls till it tears away. The pain has not yet dulled. I also get a mouthful of knocker. My howler seem to be euphony to his ear as he eats my former breast. I cry and scream, but also moan in ecstasy. Chris rolls me over and licks my asshole, He soon stops this and starts chewing and ripping my ass cheeks., I get another snack. He clamps his jaws around my cheek and tears it away and swallows and the Same the former side.

Wanting to keep me animated he stems the hemorrhage and stitches the wounds. He bites in to one ft and tears the flesh and carries on up the leg. I get no more bites and could n't swallow them if I tried. I 'm animated still, but my wow have become weak moans and my breath has become laboured. Chris looks me in the optic. I think he 's holding my hired man but everything 's becoming hazy. He smiles and speaks but his words are amorphous noise. I realise I do n't have got very much prison term left and no longer palpate anything. The last-place affair I see is Chris biting what I assume is my belly. I die glad knowing I have fulfilled a childhood fantasy and made Chris glad at the same time.

The End