The Ultimate Fantasy ( sweet wattle 's POV )

'' OH YEAH '' ! I scream in disco biscuit as I have an amazing coming and pin back beside Chris in our bed. After several minutes both enceinte breathing I put my head on his muscled breast and rustle `` 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 a great deal every intimate fetish there is and had explored them all. Or so I thought.

One day I was looking at voodoo stories on the cyberspace and called Chris over. We looked down the lean of category. I was immediately drawn to the 'cannibalism'category. Hundreds of stories of the great unwashed being cooked alive and eaten.

As we read, I realised how turned on the stories were making me. I soon found myself opening my trousers and putting Chris 's paw to workplace between my ramification, while I reached into his and fondled his component part. `` 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 eye, pleading. After considering for a few moment, Chris said `` Ok, if this is what 's going to piss you truly glad. I 'll take a shit the grooming. '' I almost felt like crying. `` Thank you '' I then took him into the bedroom and spent the respite 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 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 workweek. Our sex was the substantially it had ever been as Chris had started biting me to test my relish. He would also rub different condiments and ingredient into my skin. As well as this, Chris had taken at least two pints of my blood in the last few workweek

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

We drove for what seemed wish minute before we arrived at the largest building 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 last building I would ever see. I closed my eyes and thought, trying to balance the dearest I had of my life with Chris against the regret I would feel if my ultimate fantasy went unfulfilled. My answer was clear `` I do. I am prepared for the pain, I want the pain. I want to be your repast ''. `` 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 incline of the building. Beside the hot seat is a mesa with enema equipment and pliers. There is a bathroom. There is also a total size double bed, and an enormous table with restraints and jump pencil lead attached. I sit down in the chair and Chris crouched down and took my hand

'' number 1, I need you to use the enema and take a shower, then I shall adopt you to the bed and fill your every hole and book binding you from head to toe in marinade, then I need to polish off your hair, tooth and nails. I will then bequeath you to marinade for 8 60 minutes. When that time is up, I shall motivate you on to the big mesa, attach the start leads to your hand and metrical foot and arms, stage and side of meat, as well as down your pharynx, and inside your ass and kitty-cat. Are you still prepared to go through with this ? ``

I hesitated but nodded `` yes ''

Chris stood up and defend me tight and gave me the most passionate osculation he has ever given me and started to unbutton my shirt. The rest of my apparel quickly come off and he stands back admiring my soundbox. In my attempts to make my self as tasty as possible I have gone from 8 to 12 stone in 4 week. I smell of honey, meat juices and SALT, evidence of smearing my entire body in it regularly for the past 4 workweek in another effort at enhancing my feel. I 've also been regularly swallowing the same. Chris takes my hand and slowly sucking 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 bathroom ''

We went into the bathroom and Chris helped me clear myself out with the clyster. It was then into the exhibitioner to make for certain I 'm absolutely spotless. He also shaves my read/write head, armpit, ramification and pussy. It was then time for the in conclusion bit of pleasure I would ever feel.

He took me by the hand to the bed and spent the next 60 minutes filling my oral fissure, kitty-cat and ass with our succus, as well as covering me from head to toe in the marinade he had chosen, which turned out to be a mixture of honey, spice and his own cum. It was the best we ever had as Chris took me in every military position imaginable. When we had caught our breath, He guided me to the electric chair. delight over here comes the pain. He picked up the pliers and my powerful hand. I breathed in expectation. He took cargo hold of a nail with the pliers, yanked and ripped it part out. I moaned in hurting. I did n't make too a good deal stir, there was much worsened pain in the ass to amount. Every fingernail and toenail took 2 or 3 jerk. Then the teeth, which took even longer and more effort to remove. It was incredibly difficult and caused pain with each one.

Chris gave me a few minutes to recuperate and then guided me to the cookery table. I want to let our succus soak in. cooking will lead off in 8 60 minutes ''

He came back 8 hours later. `` I 'll pass on you one final luck to get out of this '' `` no '' I said. We shared our final candy kiss. Chris strapped me to the board and attached jumping leads to my radiocarpal joint, ankle joint, knocker and one down my throat and inside my pussy and ass. `` I love you ''

That was when a solid bunch of emotions set in. I was turned on, excited, happy and terrified all at the Saami time.i involuntarily started shaking and crying. I saw Chris hesitate. I thought to myself quickly. NO, it 's too late to ferment back now. As well as I could with no dentition and a jump booster cable down my throat I shouted `` DO IT ! round IT ON ! ``

Chris turned on the electricity. My entire body, inside and out filled with simultaneusly the best and worst bother I 'd ever experience as electric car current passed through my body. The burn mark was unbelievable both inside and out. As it continued I cried heavy both at the pain and the mentation that this would pour down me and I would n't get to feel Chris 's tooth tear me apart. The room filled with the phone of electrical energy crackle, and my screaming, although muffled, and the smell of cooking flesh. Chris only cooked me for 10 hour, but it felt like longer.

Once the smoke cleared, Chris approached the table. 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 olfactory property. I ca n't move and nearly fall off the table.

Chris get-go by licking my pussy. I moan In ecstasy. Not only can I still feel, but my senses have heightened. Chris looks at me lovingly and gently starts to settle his teeth into my twat. The hurting grows quickly and It feels so right. Then Chris shocks me as he tears it away, chews and swallows and licks the wound. I scream at the top of my lungs as vivid painful sensation shoots through me. I look at Chris and he seems to enjoy my shriek and the agony on my cheek. I notice for the first gear time, that he is drinking from a pint glass filled with the lineage 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 injury. He wants to keep me animated as long as possible ! He 's thought of everything !

As he tears away the relief of my cunt, I say, `` how do I taste ? '' To my surprise he puts a slice of me in my backtalk and helps me swallow. It 's the best matter I 've ever tasted.

He sinks his teeth into a breast and chews and pulls till it tears away. The botheration has not yet dulled. I also get a mouthful of breast. My screech seem to be music to his ear as he eats my early titty. I cry and screeching, but also groan in transport. Chris rolls me over and licks my bunghole, He soon stops this and starts chewing and ripping my ass cheeks., I get another bite. He clamps his jaws around my face and binge it away and swallow and the Lapp the other side.

Wanting to keep me alive he stems the bleeding and stitches the injury. He bites in to one foot and tears the physical body and carries on up the leg. I get no more insect bite and could n't eat up them if I tried. I 'm alive still, but my screams have become debile groan and my breath has become laboured. Chris looks me in the eyes. I think he 's holding my hand but everything 's becoming hazy. He smiles and speaks but his word are formless disturbance. I realise I do n't receive much metre left and no longer palpate anything. The last 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 Saame time.

The End