The Ultimate Fantasy ( Scented Wattle 'S Pov ) ( 0 )


Enema, Erotica
The Ultimate fancy ( Cassie 's POV )

'' OH YEAH '' ! I scream in ecstasy as I have an amazing orgasm and dusk back beside Chris in our bed. After several minutes both dense breathing I put my head on his muscled chest and whisper `` that was amazing you are so good '' `` so are you '' he said. Chris and I had been together 6 year. Both of us had, between us, pretty lots every sexual fetich there is and had explored them all. Or so I thought.

One day I was looking at hoodoo stories on the internet and called Chris over. We looked down the list of categories. I was immediately drawn to the 'cannibalism'category. C of taradiddle of people being cooked alive and eaten.

As we read, I realised how turned on the stories were making me. I soon found myself opening my trouser and putting Chris 's hand to work between my leg, while I reached into his and fondled his parts. `` Chris, this is turning me on so much. We 've done everything together, all that 's left is to try this. '' `` But you 'll die '' Chris said `` ever since I was a daughter this is the way I 've dreamt of dying. Please '' I looked into Chris 's optic, pleading. After considering for a few minute, Chris said `` Ok, if this is what 's going to take a crap you truly happy. I 'll do the readying. '' 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 next few weeks, Chris kept going out but would n't say me where or why. I started cooking us classify repast as I wanted to plump myself up so I tasted as near as possible. Over those weeks. Our sex was the best it had ever been as Chris had started biting me to examine my flavour. He would also rub different condiments and ingredients into my skin. As well as this, Chris had taken at to the lowest degree two pints of my bloodline in the last few weeks

Then one day, he came domicile and said `` everything is make ''

We drove for what seemed like minute before we arrived at the expectant 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 concluding building I would ever see. I closed my middle and thought, trying to poise the beloved I had of my life sentence with Chris against the regret I would sense if my ultimate illusion went unfulfilled. My answer was authorize `` I do. I am prepared for the pain, I want the pain. I want to be your meal ''. `` Well there 'll be plenty of bother involved '' Chris smirked. Let 's go inside ''.

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

There is a chair at the face of the construction. Beside the chair is a table with clyster equipment and plyers. There is a can. There is also a replete size double bed, and an enormous table with restraints and jump leads attached. I sit down in the chair and Chris crouched down and took my manus

'' first gear, I need you to use the clyster and take a shower, then I shall have you to the bed and replete your every muddle and cover you from head to toe in marinade, then I need to polish off your hairsbreadth, teeth and nails. I will then provide you to marinade for 8 hours. When that time is up, I shall move you on to the big table, attach the startle leads to your script and invertebrate foot and arms, legs and sides, 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 control me stopping point and gave me the most passionate kiss he has ever given me and started to unbutton my shirt. The eternal rest of my dress quickly come off and he stands back admiring my body. In my attempts to have my self as tasty as potential I have gone from 8 to 12 stone in 4 weeks. I smell of honey, meat juices and table salt, grounds of smearing my entire body in it regularly for the retiring 4 weeks in another attempt at enhancing my flavour. I 've also been regularly swallowing the same. Chris takes my hired man and slowly sucks on a fingerbreadth. That always made me tingly but even more so today as he lightly digs his teeth in.

'' Then let 's go to the bathroom ''

We went into the bathroom and Chris helped me vindicated myself out with the enema. It was then into the shower to make surely I 'm absolutely spotless. He also shaves my question, axillary fossa, stage and cunt. It was then clip for the last bit of pleasure I would ever feel.

He took me by the paw to the bed and spent the next hour filling my mouth, pussy and ass with our juices, as well as covering me from capitulum 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 comfortably we ever had as Chris took me in every position imaginable. When we had caught our breath, He guided me to the chair. Pleasure over here comes the pain. He picked up the pliers and my the right way bridge player. I breathed in expectancy. He took hold of a nail with the plyers, yanked and ripped it piece out. I moaned in pain. I did n't realize too very much fuss, there was much worse pain to come. Every fingernail and toenail took 2 or 3 tugs. Then the teeth, which took even longer and more exploit to remove. It was incredibly difficult and caused pain with each one.

Chris gave me a few minutes to convalesce and then guided me to the preparation table. I want to let our succus soak in. cooking will commence in 8 hour ''

He came back 8 hours later. `` I 'll give you one lowest chance to get out of this '' `` no '' I said. We shared our final kiss. Chris strapped me to the table and attached jump leads to my wrists, ankles, breasts and one down my throat and inside my slit and ass. `` I love you ''

That was when a unit crew of emotions set in. I was turned on, excited, well-chosen and terrified all at the Sami time.i involuntarily started shaking and crying. I saw Chris hesitate. I thought to myself quickly. NO, it 's too late to rick 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 adept and uncollectible botheration I 'd ever felt as electric current passed through my body. The burn was incredible both inside and out. As it continued I cried intemperate both at the pain and the idea that this would down me and I would n't get to finger Chris 's teeth tear me apart. The room filled with the phone of electrical energy greaves, and my screaming, although muffled, and the feel of cooking shape. Chris only cooked me for 10 minutes, but it felt like longer.

Once the Mary Jane cleared, Chris approached the tabular array. I am shocked to find not only am I still alive but I can still feel. I smell pleasant-tasting. Chris removes the jump leads and look my scent. I ca n't travel and nearly fall off the table.

Chris starts by licking my pussy. I moan In ecstasy. Not only can I still experience, but my senses have heightened. Chris looks at me lovingly and gently starts to sink his teeth into my pussy. The nuisance grows quickly and It feels so right. Then Chris jolt me as he tears it away, mastication and swallows and licks the wound. I scream at the top of my lungs as intense painful sensation shoots through me. I look at Chris and he seems to enjoy my riot and the suffering on my face. I notice for the first time, that he is drinking from a pint glass filled with the bloodline he has been taking from me.

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

As he tears away the eternal rest of my pussy, I say, `` how do I savor ? '' To my surprise he puts a piece of me in my mouth and helps me swallow. It 's the best thing I 've ever tasted.

He sinks his teeth into a knocker and cud and pulls till it tears away. The pain has not yet dulled. I also get a mouthful of breast. My belly laugh seem to be music to his ears as he eats my other breast. I cry and scream, but also moan in go. Chris rolls me over and lap my asshole, He soon stops this and starts chewing and ripping my ass cheeks., I get another raciness. He clamps his jaws around my cheek and tears it away and deglutition and the same the other side.

Wanting to keep me animated he stems the bleeding and stitches the lesion. He bites in to one foot 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 alive still, but my sidesplitter have become weak moans and my breath has become laboured. Chris looks me in the center. I think he 's holding my hand but everything 's becoming hazy. He smiles and speaks but his words are formless randomness. I realise I do n't have much time left and no longer feel anything. The finale thing I see is Chris biting what I assume is my belly. I die happy knowing I have fulfilled a childhood fantasy and made Chris happy at the Lapplander time.

The End
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