The Ultimate Fantasy ( sweet wattle 's POV )

'' OH YEAH '' ! I scream in ecstasy as I have an puzzle climax and Fall back beside Chris in our bed. After several minutes both heavy breathing I put my headway on his muscled chest and whisper `` that was amazing you are so proficient '' `` so are you '' he said. Chris and I had been together 6 old age. Both of us had, between us, pretty a lot every intimate hoodoo there is and had explored them all. Or so I thought.

One day I was looking at voodoo write up on the Internet and called Chris over. We looked down the leaning of category. I was immediately drawn to the 'cannibalism'category. Hundreds of fib of people being cooked animated 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 legs, while I reached into his and fondled his persona. `` Chris, this is turning me on so a great deal. We 've done everything together, all that 's left is to try this. '' `` But you 'll die '' Chris said `` ever since I was a girl this is the way I 've dreamt of dying. Please '' I looked into Chris 's oculus, pleading. After considering for a few proceedings, Chris said `` Ok, if this is what 's going to give you truly glad. I 'll make the preparation. '' 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 fit to eat me.

For the next few hebdomad, Chris kept going out but would n't tell me where or why. I started cooking us distinguish meals as I wanted to flesh out myself up so I tasted as good as possible. Over those weeks. Our sex was the best it had ever been as Chris had started biting me to quiz my flavour. He would also rub dissimilar condiments and constituent into my hide. As well as this, Chris had taken at least two pints of my blood in the cobbler's last few calendar week

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

We drove for what seemed similar hours before we arrived at the largest edifice I had ever seen. `` Here we are. Are you sure you want to go through with this ? '' Chris asked. I looked at the building. The endure building I would ever see. I closed my centre and thought, trying to balance the love I had of my liveliness with Chris against the regret I would find if my ultimate fantasy went unfulfilled. My solution was clear `` I do. I am prepared for the bother, 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 chill ran down my spine as we went inside and Chris locked the door.

There is a president at the slope of the construction. Beside the president is a mesa with clyster equipment and pliers. There is a bathroom. There is also a full sizing double bed, and an enormous mesa with restraints and jump pencil lead attached. I sit down in the professorship and Chris crouched down and took my handwriting

'' offset, I need you to use the enema and take a shower bath, then I shall take you to the bed and sate your every cakehole and covert you from head to toe in marinade, then I need to remove your hair, dentition and nails. I will then leave you to marinate for 8 hour. When that time is up, I shall move you on to the big mesa, attach the jump leads to your hands and foundation and limb, 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 concur me closemouthed and gave me the most passionate kiss he has ever given me and started to unbutton my shirt. The ease of my clothes quickly come off and he stands back admiring my body. In my attempts to hit my ego as tasty as possible I have gone from 8 to 12 stone in 4 calendar week. I smell of honey, meat juices and salt, evidence of smearing my entire body in it regularly for the past tense 4 hebdomad in another try at enhancing my flavour. I 've also been regularly swallowing the same. Chris takes my hand and slowly suck on a finger. That always made me tingly but even more so today as he lightly digs his tooth in.

'' Then let 's go to the toilet ''

We went into the bathroom and Chris helped me clear myself out with the clyster. It was then into the shower to make sure I 'm absolutely spotless. He also shaves my mind, axillary cavity, leg and kitty-cat. It was then time for the finis bit of pleasure I would ever feel.

He took me by the hand to the bed and spent the next hour filling my mouth, slit and ass with our juices, as well as covering me from top dog to toe in the marinade he had chosen, which turned out to be a mixture of honey, spicery and his own cum. It was the secure we ever had as Chris took me in every status imaginable. When we had caught our breather, He guided me to the chair. Pleasure over here comes the hurting. He picked up the plier and my compensate script. I breathed in anticipation. He took handle of a nail with the pliers, yanked and ripped it persona out. I moaned in pain. I did n't get too often fuss, there was much unfit annoyance to come. Every fingernail and toenail took 2 or 3 tugboat. Then the tooth, which took even yearner and more effort to remove. It was incredibly difficult and caused pain with each one.

Chris gave me a few minutes to recover and then guided me to the cooking table. I want to let our juices soak in. cooking will begin in 8 hours ''

He came back 8 hours later. `` I 'll contribute you one last luck to get out of this '' `` no '' I said. We shared our final buss. Chris strapped me to the table and attached jump leads to my wrists, ankles, white meat and one down my pharynx and inside my pussy and ass. `` I love you ''

That was when a wholly bunch of emotions set in. I was turned on, excited, happy 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 late to turn back now. As well as I could with no teeth and a jump lead down my throat I shouted `` DO IT ! turning IT ON ! ``

Chris turned on the electricity. My entire body, inside and out filled with simultaneusly the considerably and bad pain I 'd ever felt as electric current passed through my organic structure. The burn was incredible both inside and out. As it continued I cried harder both at the painfulness and the thought that this would kill me and I would n't get to feel Chris 's teeth tear me apart. The room filled with the speech sound of electricity crackling, and my screaming, although muffled, and the scent of cooking flesh. Chris only cooked me for 10 minutes, but it felt like longer.

Once the smoke cleared, Chris approached the table. I am shocked to observe not only am I still alive but I can still find. I smell delicious. Chris removes the jump leads and smells my scent. I ca n't move and nearly pass off the table.

Chris starts by licking my pussy. I moan In ecstasy. Not only can I still find, but my gumption have heightened. Chris looks at me lovingly and gently starts to sink his teeth into my pussy. The pain grows quickly and It feels so right. Then Chris impact me as he tears it away, wad 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 screams and the suffering on my face. I notice for the first fourth dimension, that he is drinking from a pint glass filled with the blood line 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 keep me animated as long as potential ! He 's thought of everything !

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

He sinks his teeth into a bosom and chewing and pulls till it tears away. The pain has not yet dulled. I also get a mouthful of tit. My sidesplitter seem to be music to his auricle as he eats my former bosom. I cry and shriek, but also moan in go. Chris rolls me over and salt lick my asshole, He soon stops this and starts chewing and ripping my ass cheeks., I get another sting. He clamps his jaws around my boldness and rent it away and swallows and the same the other side.

Wanting to prevent me alive he stems the bleeding and stitches the combat injury. He bites in to one base and tears the flesh and carries on up the leg. I get no Thomas More collation and could n't swallow them if I tried. I 'm alive still, but my screams have become weak moan and my breath has become laboured. Chris looks me in the eyes. I think he 's holding my hired man but everything 's becoming hazy. He smiles and speaks but his words are formless stochasticity. I realise I do n't throw very much sentence left and no longer feel anything. The in conclusion thing I see is Chris biting what I assume is my belly. I die well-chosen knowing I have fulfilled a childhood illusion and made Chris well-chosen at the Sami time.

The End