The Ultimate Fantasy ( Cassie 's POV )

'' OH YEAH '' ! I scream in ecstasy as I have an get orgasm and fall back beside Chris in our bed. After various minutes both heavy breathing I put my head on his muscled chest and whispering `` that was amazing you are so unspoilt '' `` so are you '' he said. Chris and I had been together 6 long time. Both of us had, between us, pretty practically every sexual fetish there is and had explored them all. Or so I thought.

One day I was looking at fetich tarradiddle on the Internet and called Chris over. We looked down the inclination of categories. I was immediately drawn to the 'cannibalism'category. century of stories of people being cooked awake 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 hand to body of work between my legs, 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 girl this is the way I 've dreamt of dying. Please '' I looked into Chris 's oculus, pleading. After considering for a few minutes, Chris said `` Ok, if this is what 's going to make you truly glad. I 'll name the preparations. '' I almost felt like crying. `` Thank you '' I then took him into the bedchamber and spent the sleep of the day showing him how happy I was that he 'd agreed to eat me.

For the future few hebdomad, Chris kept going out but would n't differentiate me where or why. I started cooking us disunite meals as I wanted to fatten myself up so I tasted as commodity as possible. Over those weeks. Our sex was the advantageously it had ever been as Chris had started biting me to try my flavour. He would also rub different condiments and fixings into my skin. As well as this, Chris had taken at least two pints of my lineage in the last few weeks

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

We drove for what seemed same hour before we arrived at the big 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 endure edifice I would ever see. I closed my eyes and thought, trying to balance the love I had of my life with Chris against the regret I would palpate 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 spur as we went inside and Chris locked the door.

There is a death chair at the side of the edifice. Beside the chairman is a mesa with enema equipment and pliers. There is a bathroom. There is also a total size threefold bed, and an enormous tabular array with constraint and jumping leads attached. I sit down in the chair and Chris crouched down and took my hand

'' first gear, I need you to use the enema and engage a shower bath, then I shall occupy you to the bed and fill your every hole and top you from brain to toe in marinade, then I need to remove your hair, teeth and nails. I will then entrust you to marinade for 8 hours. When that metre is up, I shall move you on to the big table, attach the startle leads to your hands and feet and arms, legs and incline, 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 withstand me close and gave me the most passionate kiss he has ever given me and started to unbutton my shirt. The rest of my clothes 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 weeks. I smell of dear, inwardness juices and common salt, evidence of smearing my integral soundbox in it regularly for the past tense 4 hebdomad in another attempt at enhancing my sapidity. 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 bathroom ''

We went into the bathroom and Chris helped me top myself out with the clyster. It was then into the shower bath to produce sure enough I 'm absolutely spotless. He also shaves my head, axilla, legs and twat. It was then time for the last bit of delight I would ever feel.

He took me by the hand to the bed and spent the succeeding hour filling my mouth, pussy and ass with our juice, as well as covering me from head to toe in the marinade he had chosen, which turned out to be a mixing of love, spicery and his own cum. It was the honest we ever had as Chris took me in every position imaginable. When we had caught our breathing time, He guided me to the chair. pleasance 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 component out. I moaned in pain. I did n't make too much pettifoggery, there was much speculative pain to come up. Every fingernail and toenail took 2 or 3 tugs. Then the teeth, which took even longer and more effort to dispatch. It was incredibly difficult and caused annoyance with each one.

Chris gave me a few hour to recover and then guided me to the cooking mesa. I want to let our juice soak in. Cooking will get in 8 hours ''

He came back 8 hours later. `` I 'll devote you one last fortune 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, breasts and one down my throat and inside my slit and ass. `` I love you ''

That was when a whole 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 tardily 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 electricity. My integral body, inside and out filled with simultaneusly the advantageously and worst painfulness I 'd ever felt as electric stream passed through my body. The burn was incredible both inside and out. As it continued I cried firmly both at the pain and the thought that this would drink down 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 screech, although muffled, and the look of cooking physique. Chris only cooked me for 10 minutes, but it felt like longer.

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

Chris beginning by licking my pussycat. I moan In ecstasy. Not only can I still feel, but my senses have heightened. Chris looks at me lovingly and gently starts to sink his teeth into my pussy. The bother grows quickly and It feels so right. Then Chris shocks me as he tears it away, cud and swallow and licks the lesion. I scream at the top of my lungs as intense pain shoots through me. I look at Chris and he seems to revel my scream and the suffering on my face. I notice for the start 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 alive as long as potential ! He 's thought of everything !

As he tears away the residue of my pussy, I say, `` how do I taste ? '' To my surprise he puts a piece of me in my oral fissure and helps me swallow. It 's the easily affair I 've ever tasted.

He sinks his tooth into a breast and quid and pulling till it tears away. The hurting has not yet dulled. I also get a mouthful of breast. My howler seem to be music to his ears as he eats my early bosom. I cry and scream, but also moan in cristal. Chris rolls me over and lick my asshole, He soon stops this and starts chewing and ripping my ass cheeks., I get another bite. He clamps his jaws around my face and tears it away and swallow and the like the other side.

Wanting to proceed me alive he stems the bleeding and stitches the wound. He bites in to one animal foot and tears the flesh and carries on up the leg. I get no more bites and could n't immerse them if I tried. I 'm alive still, but my screech have become weak groan and my breath has become laboured. Chris looks me in the eyes. I think he 's holding my manus but everything 's becoming hazy. He smiles and speaks but his dustup are shapeless haphazardness. I realise I do n't take practically clip left and no longer feel anything. The terminal 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 same time.

The End