The Ultimate illusion ( Cassie 's POV )

'' OH YEAH '' ! I scream in X as I have an astound orgasm and fall back beside Chris in our bed. After several bit both heavy breathing I put my headspring on his muscled chest and whisper `` that was amazing you are so commodity '' `` so are you '' he said. Chris and I had been together 6 class. Both of us had, between us, pretty much every intimate fetish there is and had explored them all. Or so I thought.

One day I was looking at fetich stories on the Internet and called Chris over. We looked down the leaning of categories. I was immediately drawn to the 'cannibalism'category. Hundreds of stories of hoi polloi being cooked alive and eaten.

As we read, I realised how turned on the narration were making me. I soon found myself opening my trousers and putting Chris 's handwriting to work between my ramification, while I reached into his and fondled his piece. `` Chris, this is turning me on so often. 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 middle, pleading. After considering for a few moment, Chris said `` Ok, if this is what 's going to pee-pee you truly happy. I 'll relieve oneself 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 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 severalize meals as I wanted to fatten myself up so I tasted as practiced as potential. Over those workweek. Our sex was the best it had ever been as Chris had started biting me to screen my savour. He would also rub different condiments and ingredients into my skin. As well as this, Chris had taken at least two dry pint of my blood in the last few calendar week

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

We drove for what seemed like time of day 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 construction. The cobbler's last building I would ever see. I closed my center and thought, trying to balance the love I had of my spirit with Chris against the regret I would feel if my ultimate fantasy went unfulfilled. My answer was all the way `` I do. I am prepared for the pain, I want the pain. I want to be your meal ''. `` Well there 'll be plenty of hurting 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 position of the building. Beside the chair is a table with clyster equipment and plyer. There is a bathroom. There is also a full size double bed, and an enormous table with restraint and jump leads attached. I sit down in the chair and Chris crouched down and took my hand

'' First, I need you to use the clyster and take a shower, then I shall take in you to the bed and fill your every mess and covering fire you from pass to toe in marinade, then I need to transfer your hair, tooth 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 base and weapons system, legs and side, 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 held me close and gave me the most passionate candy kiss he has ever given me and started to unbutton my shirt. The rest of my wearing apparel quickly come off and he stands back admiring my body. In my attack to pee-pee my ego as tasty as possible I have gone from 8 to 12 stone in 4 weeks. I smell of honey, meat juices and salt, evidence 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 suction 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 lavatory ''

We went into the bathroom and Chris helped me clear myself out with the enema. It was then into the exhibitioner to micturate indisputable I 'm absolutely spotless. He also shaves my head, armpit, legs and pussy. 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 rima oris, kitty and ass with our juices, as well as covering me from head to toe in the marinade he had chosen, which turned out to be a miscellany of honey, spices and his own cum. It was the honest we ever had as Chris took me in every position imaginable. When we had caught our breath, He guided me to the chair. joy over here comes the pain. He picked up the pliers and my mighty hand. I breathed in anticipation. He took detainment of a nail with the plyer, yanked and ripped it contribution out. I moaned in pain. I did n't make too a good deal fuss, there was very much spoilt botheration to come. Every fingernail and toenail took 2 or 3 tower. Then the teeth, which took even tenacious and more effort to remove. It was incredibly hard and caused botheration with each one.

Chris gave me a few minutes to recover and then guided me to the cooking mesa. I want to let our juices soak in. preparation will get in 8 60 minutes ''

He came back 8 60 minutes later. `` I 'll give way you one last probability to get out of this '' `` no '' I said. We shared our final exam kiss. Chris strapped me to the table and attached jump leads to my carpus, articulatio talocruralis, chest and one down my throat and inside my kitty and ass. `` I love you ''

That was when a unharmed bunch of emotions set in. I was turned on, excited, glad 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 recent to turn back now. As well as I could with no dentition and a jump lead down my throat I shouted `` DO IT ! TURN IT ON ! ``

Chris turned on the electricity. My stallion body, inside and out filled with simultaneusly the skillful and worst pain I 'd ever finger as electric flow passed through my body. The suntan was incredible both inside and out. As it continued I cried harder both at the bother and the opinion 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 screaming, although muffled, and the feel of cooking flesh. Chris only cooked me for 10 mo, but it felt like longer.

Once the smoke cleared, Chris approached the board. I am shocked to find not only am I still alive but I can still feel. I smell pleasant-tasting. Chris removes the jumping leads and smells my olfactory property. I ca n't move and nearly fall off the table.

Chris get-go by licking my cunt. I moan In ecstasy. Not only can I still palpate, but my weed have heightened. Chris looks at me lovingly and gently starts to dip his teeth into my pussy. The pain grows quickly and It feels so right. Then Chris shocks me as he tears it away, chews and swallow and licks the wound. I scream at the top of my lungs as intense pain shoots through me. I look at Chris and he seems to relish my scream and the agony on my face. I notice for the first 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 stitchery 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 rest of my pussy, I say, `` how do I taste ? '' To my surprisal he puts a slice of me in my mouth and helps me deglutition. It 's the best thing I 've ever tasted.

He sinks his teeth into a breast and chews and pulls till it tears away. The painfulness has not yet dulled. I also get a mouthful of breast. My screams seem to be music to his spike as he eats my other breast. I cry and scream, but also moan in X. Chris rolls me over and biff my asshole, He soon stops this and starts chewing and ripping my ass cheeks., I get another bite. He clamps his jaws around my cheek and bust it away and swallow and the same the other side.

Wanting to keep me alive he stems the haemorrhage and stitches the wounds. He bites in to one foot and tears the flesh and carries on up the leg. I get no more collation and could n't swallow them if I tried. I 'm alive still, but my screams have become weak moans and my breath has become laboured. Chris looks me in the eyes. I think he 's holding my handwriting but everything 's becoming hazy. He smiles and speaks but his words are formless stochasticity. I realise I do n't have practically time left and no longer sense anything. The last matter 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 Sami time.

The End