Office Rules

Office rules

”EEEKK…GGhhhh!!!”

The sounds from the young office substitute as she began her dance in the rope were rather familiar to Mary. So was the sight of the twenty year old girl’s kicking legs and tortured face. Mary had assisted during so many hang sessions during the years that she hardly even bothered to learn the names of the new girls when they started working. Most only lasted a month or less before making some stupid mistake and invariably ending up as entertainment in the board room, like this one!

“She’s doing very well, don’t you think Mary?” asked Mr Lanson, the CIO. Mary looked at the girl again. She only wore her black stockings and high heels. As instructed this morning when the punishment was made official, she had shaved completely.

“Indeed Sir!” agreed Mary. She actually did agree, but would have said so even if she didn’t. Mary had learned the trick of the trade early. That was why she was still here after ten years in the job. Disagreeing was not an option! Nor was quitting the job, for that matter! Not because she couldn’t technically do that but because she had to admit she liked the ultimate submissive style of Freeman Enterprises. A lot!

“A quick blow job, Sir?” asked Mary and smiled towards Mr Dawson, the Chief accountant.

“Sure, thanks Mary!” he replied and unzipped his pants, still sitting in the leather chair. Mary obediently crawled under the table and began sucking the stiff cock. She winked at Liz and Ellen, her two colleagues, who were already down there servicing some of the others. Mary liked the under-the-table jobs because down here she could play with herself without being noticed. Her left hand quickly slid under her short dress and started fingering her clit. As office rules dictated she wasn’t wearing any panties. Mary managed to discretely come twice before Mr Dawson spurted his load down her throat. To avoid punishment and because she actually liked it, she swallowed every drop of cum and licked the cock clean all over before she got up from under the table again. The young substitute in the rope was hanging very still now. She had lasted almost twenty minutes; a bit longer than most. Her big, firm tits jiggled slightly from her last cramps but her eyes already looked quite dead; half closed and focused at some imaginary point in the distance beyond the oak walls.

“Okay Gentlemen, I think that concludes today business!” smiled Mr Hardy, the chairman, and got up. Ellen was still licking his dick clean and had to scramble up with him to avoid spilling cum over his pants. She managed, though. Ellen was very skilled, as Mary knew. She had been in the company for four years!

”Mary and Liz, I’ll trust you two to clean up in here and dispose of …eh… Lynn, wasn’t that her name?” said Mr Olson, the HR manager who usually arranged the hangings for the board meetings. Being the HR manager, he was probably the only one who knew Lynn’s name.

“Certainly Sir!” replied Liz and held the door for the board members. Only when they had all left did she speak to Mary and Ellen.

“Well, just another day at the office!” sighed Ellen and wiped cum off her cheek. Her skirt was still sitting above her hips and she didn’t even realize that her smooth shaven cunt was on display. Mary pulled it down for her.

“Yeah! Liz, do you know if the kitchen wants this one?” asked Mary and pushed the button for the electric winch in the ceiling. Lynn’s body slowly descended down to the floor.

”They don’t! They said they had plenty of meat in the two girls from accounting we hung yesterday!”

“Oh good! I’ll just take her home then! We need a good roast for the family barbecue on Saturday!” smiled Mary and helped Ellen carry the body out into the front office.

“Saturday? But I thought you cousin from L.A. was going to roast alive?”

”Yes well, she was but then her husband called yesterday evening and said Joanne and him had joined a new snuff club a month ago and guess what… poor, little, unfortunate Joanne was picked in the lottery on their very first visit there and ended up getting her head chopped off in the club’s guillotine!” sighed Mary.

“How inconsiderate of them… and of her!” exclaimed Ellen as they dumped the body on the small trailer behind Mary’s desk “I mean, this is a family reunion and all! If it was me I would never have risked being snuffed before such an occasion!”

“I know!!! My old man was really disappointed too! I even offered myself as the roast to see if that could cheer him up a bit but he declined that! Said I was too good to take Joanne’s place!”

“Aw, that’s nice! Say, does he still like to take you in the ass?” giggled Liz “I remember years ago when we went to your house after school and he would sometimes fuck both of us in the kitchen! Quite a large dick too, as far as I recall!”

“Hi hi… yeah! He still does that now and then!” smiled Mary. She and Liz had been best friends since the junior high and both girls had had regular sex with each others’ families. Mary’s dad was over sixty now and not quite as rough a ride as he used to be. Mary’s own daughter, Trine, was still quite fond of fucking him, though. He has a good grip on a girl, as she says. She is right too. He is an experienced old man! Even Mary’s husband John said the other day that Trine was getting really good training there. Considering that Trine is only sixteen, John often praised her blow job techniques and cock riding skills.

“Your mother is not still around, is she?” asked Ellen. It was an almost hypothetical question. Girls rarely lived to be forty these days before snuffing it one way or another. At age thirty-six Mary and Liz were already considered a bit old… or over-ripe and harvest ready as one would say.

“No no, we had her roasted on my sixteenth birthday!” smiled Mary and thought back at the wonderful day when she kissed her mother goodbye before the spitting. She had lasted almost an hour over the coals and Mary had been there all the time, basting her mom’s big tits with the sauce they had made together only hours before. The recipe had been used on numerous occasions since. She was going to use it with Joanne as well, but now this girl, Lynn, would have to do.

“That was a great party, Mary!” smiled Liz, thinking back at when she went to her best friend’s birthday party and watched Mary’s mother getting spitted “Remember how your dad made me suck his dick WHILE he did the spitting?! Man, what a day!”

“Well, did he re-marry, then?” Ellen wanted to know.

”Not really! He has had some slave girls who lasted sometimes a year but eventually he gets tired of them and have them snuffed! He’s fond of hangings, you see, so whenever he’s in the mood they get up there and then quite often he doesn’t take them down until they are finished!”

"Sounds to me like your old man spends a lot on slaves!" giggled Ellen as the three girls sat down behind each their own desks in the front office.

"I guess! But hey, girls are not exactly expensive these years! Our neighbor sold his wife on auction last week, a pretty brunette of only twenty five! She went for just two hundred dollars on the market square!"

"What? Becky Johnson?" gasped Liz "She was SO gorgeous with those nice tits and all!"

"I know! Let's face it, girls! We're cheap in every way!" laughed Mary. The others laughed with her. No use getting upset by the hard facts of life.

"Sooo... when do you two plan to eh... snuff it?" asked Ellen after a few moments of silence. She was only in the mid twenties herself and had wondered for some time when Liz and Mary would end up as someone's dinner or entertainment. They were getting close to forty, after all.

"Mh, good question!" pondered Liz "I mean, I have asked Tim several times this year if we should throw a barbecue or something but he keeps saying he wants to keep me a bit longer! Kind of sweet, I guess, but also a bit foolish! Like, my meat isn't getting any younger!"

"Yeah, John is like that a lot too!" sighed Mary "I even offered to find him a new wife for him before he snuffs me, but to no avail so far!"

"Such romantics!" sighed Ellen "Don't they like a good old fashioned snuff party like everybody else?"

"Oh for sure!" smiled Liz "Tim loves to snuff girls! His favorite is the axe but he has hung dozens of friends of ours' wives and daughters too! You know, he build that gallows out in the back and it is real popular among most of our friends!"

"It IS good too!" giggled Mary. She had hung in it on several occasions herself when they had been partying at Liz' place, but John would always lower her down before she snuffed it! Many times she had hoped he would forget or something, but he always kept an eye on her!"

"And your girls?" continued Ellen, still not believing their husbands could be this much in love with them "Don't they sometimes want to do your daughters, then?"

"Tim talks about it now and then, but like John fancies Trine, Tim also thinks Christina is a great fuck!" reflected Liz "Which is true, I guess! She is good at licking pussy, anyway! And I should know... I taught her!"

"Speaking of which, Liz! Would you mind...?" giggled Mary and kicked out her chair from the desk. She had rolled up her skirt and was flashing her bare and wet pussy in the direction of Liz and Ellen.

"Uh, I don't know, Mary! We're not supposed to do that until after four!"

"Oh Liz, don't be a wooz! They never come back after the board meetings!"

"All right then!" smiled Mary and quickly went down to kneel in front of her friend's pussy. She licked it soft and good like she had so many times before. It always tasted like heaven to Mary. And like so many times before, Liz came on her face. And unlike after most board meetings, just then the door to the hallway opened and in came Mr Olson. Everybody froze.

"Mary! Liz! It's not four yet!" exclaimed Mr Olsen and looked at his wristwatch.

"Oh no! We're so sorry Sir!" squeaked Liz and rose from her chair to pull her skirt down. Mary was still sitting on the floor in front of her chair. Ellen, who had been watching and playing with her own pussy, was so shocked she forgot how her hand was still buried deep inside her pussy. Mr Olson saw that too.

"Oh my! How will we find three substitutes for you on such short notice!" he muttered while dialing someone on his cellular. The three girls' faces went pale. This was it. There was no mistaking his words and any arguments from now on would only lend them more pain and suffering during their snuffing.

"Yeah, hi Albert, its me, Ken! We have a bit of an issue here at the office...!"

Mr Olson explained the situation to the office manager. The girls tried to listen in while waiting obediently in their chairs but they couldn't make out what they agreed upon. Finally, he hung up and looked at the girls with a deep sigh.

"Okay, this is how we will do it! Since it’s after hours soon I'll just take Ellen home with me and snuff her tonight! I've bought a new table saw that I want to test before the weekend!"

"Ungh... table saw???" whimpered Ellen and tried to look brave.

"Yeah, on Saturday I'm doing my niece and her mother on it at by brother's request! I want to make sure I know how to split them properly down the middle! You'll be the test subject!"

"Eh, thank you Sir, I guess!" sighed Ellen and wiped away a tear. She was shaking all over.

"Don't mention it! Now strip and get ready to go while I explain Mary and Liz the rest!"

Ellen started to shed her clothes and also cleared her desk to leave it in a good order. Meanwhile, Mr Olsen walked over to Mary and Liz.

"We can't get new skilled substitutes until Monday morning so I can't snuff you two until the weekend!" he explained "But the office manager looked you two up on the HR web and checked your contracts! It seems like you have both signed family deals so we've decided to draft your two daughters as well and have you all snuffed at the annual Executive Club's barbecue this Sunday!"

"*glp* ... yes Sir Mr Olson! Thank you Sir!" stuttered Mary and stood up to attention like Liz. Her knees almost gave in. The family deals provided medical cover to an employees' entire family but also meant that any punishment attracted by the employee could be extended to female members of her family; all at the company's discretion.

"Good! So you'll work here tomorrow Friday as well and then I expect your husbands to deliver you and your daughters at the Club on Sunday, at noon!"

The girls nodded and tried to smile back.

"Oh, and your husbands and other close relatives are welcome to stay for the barbecue, of course! After all, you two have delivered a good service these last few years!"

With that last sentence he smiled to the girls, as if expecting them to thank him. And they did.

"Uh, bye Ellen! Good luck!" smiled Liz silently as Mr Olsen picked up the paperwork he had returned to the office to fetch in the first place. Ellen smiled back meekly.

"Easy for you to say! You're likely to get roasted while all I get is sawn in two!"

"Don't worry, Ellen!" smiled Mr Olson and grabbed the naked girl by the arm to take her with him to the car "My brother will come by to help with the test and we'll be sure to bang you good before we put you on the saw!"

"Mr Olson, Sir! May I speak?" said Liz suddenly. Mr Olson nodded.

"Well Sir, its just that my brother-in-law once did his daughter on a table saw too and it was like, really difficult to get it right! First she slipped and he just cut one leg off instead of splitting her down the middle! Then once he got her back on the saw jammed on her spine midway up her belly! It was quite a mess!"

"So, that's why I need to practice!" smiled Mr Olson "What's your point?"

"Just that... maybe you need to practice on more than one girl! *glp* and I'd like to help out there too if possible!"

Mary and Ellen looked at Liz in disbelief. Not every girl dreamt of being snuffed on a table saw. But Mr Olsen shook his head.

"No Liz, we need you here on a busy Friday so you'll report on Sunday with your daughter as told!" he said and then looked back at Ellen "But Liz got a point! Say Ellen, did you sign a family deal as well?"

"Uh yes Sir, but...!"

"But what? I know you don't have any kids so who are the beneficiaries?"

"M... my sister and her husband… and my niece, Sir!" muttered Ellen.

"Ahh, what is your niece’s name, Ellen?" continued Mr Olson. Ellen looked unhappy.

"Uh eh…Gina! But Sir, Gina only turned fifteen a week ago!" argued Ellen and looked at him pleadingly.

"And your aunt and niece lives where?" he continued relentlessly.

"Here in Callaway, Sir! Just a mile from here!" sighed Ellen, knowing her niece was lost too.

"Good! We'll pick up Gina and your sister on the way home! Thank you for the advice, Liz! See you two on Sunday!"

With that he disappeared into the elevator with a very mixed feelings looking Ellen in the arm.

“Oh well, I guess this is kind of what we wanted!” sighed Mary as she and Liz got ready to leave too. Mary pushed the cart with Lynn’s body into the elevator. She would still need her for Saturday’s party even if she herself would be snuffed on Sunday.

“Uh sure! Its just so sudden! Poor Ellen! I didn’t mean to have Mr Olson pick her sister and niece too!”

“Mh, I bet you little Gina will be surprised to see her aunt standing there in the nude with Mr Olson in a few minutes… ‘Hi Gina, guess what: your mom, your self and I are going to be sawn in half tonight!’ ”

“*giggle* … yeah, that is a bit weird!” laughed Liz “I do hope they get banged good before they go!”

“And to think that you would have gone with Ellen!” said Mary and looked sullenly at Liz “And leave me to be snuffed alone on Sunday! You naughty girl!”

“Sorry Mary! It was a spur of the moment thought! It just thought being pulled through a buzz saw like that would be really cool and kind of a nice way to go! But I’m still happy now to go with you on Sunday!”

Mary parked the car in the garage half an hour later. She had been thinking all way how to break the news to John and not least to Trine.

“Hi honey!” she smiled as she entered the kitchen door. John was sitting there with the paper and a beer “I brought home some meat for Saturday, now that Joanne isn’t coming!”

“Oh, good girl! A whole roaster?”

“Yes, but dead! It’s an office girl we hung today! Do you mind taking her out of the trunk and string her up outside the garage?”

“No problem! Had a good day otherwise?” smiled John and got up to kiss his wife. He casually slipped a hand under her skirt as well and felt her bare cunt with his fingertips. Mary got instantly turned on again.

“Uhm well… something happened, John and, don’t get mad at me now, please!” sighed Mary. John took a step back and looked into her eyes. He already knew before she spoke.

“You’re going to be snuffed!” he said knowingly. She nodded and tried a little smile on him.

“And… well, Trine got drafted too because of the family deal I signed back then! Mr Olson from the board has ordered both of us to come to the Executives Club on Sunday! But you and Brent can come too and watch, he said!”

Mary could hear Trine and her older brother Brent in the living room next door. They were having an argument as usual.

“Hm! Well, I guess I couldn’t keep you from it forever!” sighed John “But I’m kind of glad that Trine is going too! Mostly because I’d rather not have her around when I get new slaves but it will also be kind of cool with a mother-daughter snuffing!”

“I was thinking we could invite our family to the party on Sunday instead of having them here Saturday!” suggested Mary, wondering why she hadn’t thought of that before now “Mr Olson did say we could bring close family and I guess my old man and my sister’s family would qualify for that!”

“That’s a great idea, honey!” smiled John “Why don’t you go and break the news to the kids while I clean out the meat and put her in the freezer then?”

John went out into the garage while Mary walked into the living room to talk to Trine and Brent. The family’s house slave, Lucy, was there with the kids and they were all three watching television. Some porn flick was playing with three girls being whipped by a fourth. Lucy was half Asian, half Caucasian and a very pretty girl indeed. The Bretsons had bought her from their former neighbour when they moved to the east coast last year. She was their youngest daughter and the same age as Trine, sixteen. It was quite common to have one or two house slaves these days and besides cleaning and shopping, Lucy was an excellent sex partner. Right now she was naked and sitting on top on Brent in the sofa, facing the TV. She was slowly riding his cock. Brent was dressed and had just zipped down his pants. Trine sat next to them in her skimpy underwear, absentmindedly fingering herself with a hand down her tiny panties. This was a sight of your typical afternoon lazy teenagers.

“Oh…uhng… hello Mrs Bretson!” panted Lucy when she saw Mary. She didn’t stop her slow ride.

“Hi there, Lucy! Hello kids!” smiled Mary “Had a good day in school today?”

“Sure mom!” said Brent “Oh, and Miss Lenders asked me to ask you if I can participate in the axing class this year! She said I’m old enough now to learn the right swing technique so… please!”

“Yeah Mrs Bretson…ahhh… Brent promised to do me once he’s learned!” chipped in Lucy. Mary had told Lucy that they would only keep her for a few more months, and then process her for meat.

“Sure you can! I’ll make a note for you to take to her tomorrow!” granted Mary and at the same time flicked the TV off on the remote.

“HEY! Why did you do that?” complained Trine, still hands in panties. She was obviously close to orgasm when the screen went black. Mary smiled at her and sat down in the armchair next to the sofa.

“Trine, I have to tell you something!” she started and then decided there was no use wrapping the news in sugar.

“We’ve both been drafted to a snuff party on Sunday at my boss’ club! Yes, this is it! We’re meat!”

Trine gasped and looked at her mom with  her mouth open. She could tell she wasn’t kidding. Before she could speak, Mary continued:

“But Liz and Christina will be there as snuff girls too! I think it will be great fun and very exciting for all of us! And we will bring our families who we were otherwise going to party with on Saturday!”

“Wouw, this is GREAT!” yelled Brent and almost threw Lucy off and down on the floor as he jumped up from the couch. His cock was glistening with Lucy’s cunt juices.

“Oh my God, that is so exciting!!!” grinned Lucy and gave Trine a big hug. Trine looked a bit confused. She knew this day would come but still…

“That’s eh… that’s cool I guess! Does Christina know?” muttered Trine. Lucy started sucking Brent’s cock as he was standing there, just for fun. He hardly even noticed. He was so busy enjoying Trine’s expression as she slowly digested the hard news of her upcoming snuffing.

“Liz is telling her tonight too, I am sure! You can call her later and talk!” smiled Mary and felt relieved that her daughter seemed to accept her fate relatively calmly.

“Mom, what did you do actually to get you and Trine into this?” asked Brent. Lucy was still blowing him and he held her by the hair to force her mouth all the way down his rod.

“Oh well, Liz and I had an oral going before four o’clock and then one of the chairmen discovered us! No big deal really, but enough to get us snuffed, apparently!”

“I see! Uh mom, would it be okay for me to use Trine a bit then, before Sunday?” asked Brent and almost choked Lucy with his cock “I mean, if it’s her last days?!”

“Sure, I guess!” agreed Mary. Trine looked shocked. While she often let her dad and granddad have their way with her, she NEVER let Brent touch her body. Being brother and sister the two were almost constantly fighting and not allowing him to have her body was one of Trine’s long running triumphs.

“MO-OM! You can’t do that!!!” yelled Trine, but her mother just smiled at her.

“Now Trine, you and I are just meat now! You will do as the men in the house say for the next few days… and so will I for that matter!”

“Yeeehaaaa!!!” laughed Brent and pulled his dick out of Lucy’s throat “Trine, strip down and let’s see the goods!”

“But…!”

Trine tried sending her mother a pleading look but to no avail. Reluctantly she took off her bra and panties. It wasn’t that Brent hadn’t seen her naked before. In fact, she often wandered around at home without anything on and ever so often her dad or some friend from school would fuck her down here in the living room when the family was also present. But now was different. Now Brent practically owned her and could do as he pleased. This made Trine feel very naked all of a sudden.

“Mom, you strip too, please!” demanded Brent, enjoying his new powers. Mary smiled and happily shed her clothes as well. Meanwhile, Brent was all over Trine, feeling up her breasts and even shoving two fingers up her smooth shaven cunt. Trine had to admit to herself it felt good, even if she felt exploited. Or maybe because of it? Lucy just stood there with a stupid grin on her face.

“Lucy, why don’t you use your skilled tongue on mom while I try out Trine’s cunt steak here!” suggested Brent and basically threw Trine face down over the armrest of the couch, leaving her ass up in the air. Without much ado Brent rammed his dick up into Trine’s cunt and started banging her hard. It wasn’t long before he squirted his load up into her while watching Lucy licking his mother to an orgasm in the couch. Trine hated herself for coming when Brent creamed in her and she was unable to hide it too with her panting and little screams.

“You don’t mind if I borrow Lucy then, do you Brent?” asked John suddenly and grabbed little Lucy under the arms to drag her off to the dinner table. None of the others had heard John enter the room, least of all Lucy who screamed in surprise as he started banging her from behind while she leaned over the table.

“Not at all, dad!” laughed Brent and pulled out of Trine “Sis, clean my dick for me, please!”

Trine sighed but obediently kneeled down in front of her brother and carefully sucked and licked all her own cunt juices and Brent’s cum off. Mary joined her and Brent enjoyed the sight of mother and daughter taking turns at licking and sucking his dick. Within minutes it was hard again but Brent decided to save energy for later.

“AAahhh, Lucy you are such a good fuck!” heaved John as he came in Lucy. Mary came over to help clean John’s dick while Trine and Lucy got permission to hit the shower upstairs. Brent had an appointment with some friends down town and left the house shortly after. Once alone in the kitchen again, Mary and John had some time to talk more about the coming weekend.

“So, dear! Have you gotten used to the thought of me and Trine being snuffed on Sunday?” asked Mary as she sipped her white wine. She was still naked and standing by the stove.

“Sure, it will be fun! We should call our guests for Saturday and inform them of the changes! I’m sure your old man will be thrilled!”

“I’m sure he will! Oh, do make sure he gets on of my tits if the club decides to cook me! He’s always been after me about that!”

John looked at his wife’s gorgeous tits. They were still firm and round at her age.

“Certainly honey!” he promised and gave her left tit a squeeze “I’ll have the other one myself!”

Trine and Lucy came down a bit later while Mary was calling the guests. They had invited Mary’s sister, Helen, and her family, besides Mary’s and Helen’s dad. They were all very excited to hear the news. The Executives Club has a reputation for throwing the best snuff parties in town and ordinary people were rarely invited except as snuff girls. Trine was still naked, on her parents’ orders. Lucy was too, of course, but she was hardly ever allowed to dress. Being naked was also not unusual for Trine but in the present situation she felt a bit shy. She thought her dad only looked at her body as meat now. This was pretty much true, by the way!

“Mom uh… is there any way we can pick how we get snuffed on Sunday?” asked Trine when her mother had finished talking on the phone. They were all three sitting at the dinner table and ate some chips. Lucy was doing the dishes behind them.

“I’m not sure, honey! I wouldn’t count on it, knowing Mr Olson and the board! They are quite dominant men and usually have strong opinions about such things!” she smiled “Is there any particular way you’d like to go?”

“Mh, I guess cooking somehow is kind of cool! Better than some bloody decapitation or knives and stuff!”

“There’s always hanging!” suggested Mary “They really like that in the office you know!”

“Yeah, that could be okay too! Would be kind of cool if we could do something together… like cook in the same pot or even hang together!” smiled Trine. Her mother nodded eagerly.

“That’s really sweet, honey! I’d love us to able to look at each other as we hang or however they are going to do us!”

“Uh eh… sure mom, but I meant Christina and I!” said Trine while she sent her mother an apologizing smile “I mean, we are best friends and all!!!”

“That’s okay, dear! We’ll see how they plan on using us!” said Mary and sighed. She just remembered the table saw and Ellen again. She sure hoped they didn’t have that at the club. Liz might like the thought but Mary sure didn’t.

Friday morning, Trine and Christina met for their definitively last day at school. They had talked for hours over the phone last night about the coming Sunday. Just like Trine, Christina had been fucked over and over again by her dad last night.

“Trine and Christina, come up here please!” smiled Mrs Lenders, their teacher, as she read the two notes the girls had brought from home. The notes explained, of course, why the girls would not come back to class after the weekend. They were standard forms which could be printed from the school’s web site.

“Here goes!” sighed Trine in a low voice as they walked up to face the class. They both knew the ordeal. Designated snuff girls were almost always used in the education.

“Now class, Trine and Christina will be snuffed on Sunday so we might as well practice some of our Slave Training skills on them!” said Mrs. Lenders and opened the cupboard with the whips collection near the teacher’s desk. Trine’s heart sank. She had hoped for masturbation class.

“Get naked both of you! Jim and Carl, you can show me how you would tie the girls up before the whipping!” ordered Mrs. Lenders and got out two long leather whips. Christina and Trine reluctantly began shedding their clothes while the boys in class whistled. Not that every girl in class didn’t end up naked at practically every party they went to, but being naked in class was still something different. Jim had been Trine’s boyfriend for a few months last year and he knew exactly how to tie her up. After all, she had insisted on it almost every time they fucked. In a matter of minutes she tiptoed on the floor in front of the blackboard; her hands tied high above her head and the end of the rope pulled over the metal beam. She looked up at the shining beam. Hundreds of girls had been in her position before her and Trine had helped whip many of them herself. Quite a few had even hung here by their necks as punishment for too much absence or not doing their homework. Invariably, such girls would be served for lunch in the school cafeteria on the same day.

“Ungh, careful now!” complained Christina as Carl pulled her up next to Trine. Carl was much less experienced in the art of bondage and Mrs Lenders had to help him get the knots right.

“Quiet!!!” commanded Mrs Lenders and gave Christina’s large tits the first crack of the whip. Christina whimpered but bit her lip and didn’t scream. Mrs Lenders asked all the other students to line up in front of the girls they’d rather whip. The boys were quick to get first in line but a few girls also looked quite excited. They were told to administer two strokes each and Mrs Lenders would be taking notes. Trine knew they were given high grades for clean, end-of-whip hits with maximum impact.

“Crack! Snap!!! SSHWhiiishh!!!”

Through the next half hour the girls endured their whipping; biting their teeth to avoid making sounds which would only earn them more lashes. Fortunately, only few of their fellow students were skilled with a whip and in the end their bare skins bore only five or ten serious red lines from clean hits.

“Thank you class!” called Mrs Lenders and took out the large bottle with ointment she kept in her drawer “Before we take down Trine and Christina, I want uhm… Lisa and Vera to come up here and rub their bodies in this! After all, we want them to look good for their snuffing this Sunday!”

Vera and Lisa sighed but did as they were asked. Trine and Christina quite enjoyed their hands rubbing the soft lotion all over their aching bodies. Finally, they were untied and allowed to walk back to their seats. However, they were ordered to stay nude the rest of the day, as was customary for designated snuff girls.

“So anyway, did you talk to your mom about how you want to go out?” smiled Trine as the two walked down the hallway between classes. Boys whistled behind them at the sight of their oil glinting bodies. Christina was annoyed with one very deep red whipping mark which crossed her left tit. She slowly rubbed the sore tit as they walked.

“Uh, yeah! Mom says she wants us to roast together but I don’t know! I think I’d rather go out quickly, like you know… get my head chopped off or something!”

“Really? I’d hate that! I’ll take roasting over chopping any time!”

“Well, each their own!” grinned Christina as they took their seats in History class. Mr Fowler, their aging teacher, had already prepared a small display of medieval torture instruments on the teacher’s desk and Christina sighed. She had a bad feeling about this class.

Meanwhile, Liz and Mary worked their last day in the office together. By the management’s orders both were entirely naked. Since the two had been with the company so long, a company wide email had gone our announcing their coming snuffing at the club. This resulted in many visits by old colleagues throughout the day, wishing them good luck and goodbye.

“Oh, what happened to Ellen?” asked Jane, their old time colleague from book keeping as she paid them a small visit after lunch to say goodbye “I haven’t seen her today?”

“Well, Ellen had to… eh, split!” giggled Mary and explained how Ellen had been bisected last night in Mr Olson’s garage, with her younger sister and niece.

“That Mr Olson! Always something new!” laughed Jane “I remember two years ago when he had bought a guillotine for his back yard party! He just came down one afternoon and took four of my junior staff girls aside, asked them to undress and took them home for practice runs!”

“I remember that year quite well!” added Miss Johnson, Ellen’s replacement “They used guillotines to snuff almost all the girls at the Executive’s Club party after that!”

“Well, I hope that doesn’t mean that this year’s party will feature table saws!!!” smiled Mary nervously “I’d hate to end up like that!”

“Oh gosh!!! I on the other hand would love it!!!” giggled Liz.

“Well, good luck both of you, however you go out!” smiled Jane and kissed Liz’ and Mary’s cheek before she left the office again. Just then a couple of uniformed company guards stepped out of the elevator. Between them walked three naked girls, cuffed and gagged.

“Hi there Mary! Hello Liz!” smiled one of the guards. It was Tony, a long time employee.

“Hello Tony! What have you brought here?” asked Mary and took out the standard form for him to sign. Obviously, this was the girls for this afternoon’s board meeting hanging.

“Oh, just some journalist students who thought they could interview a senior manager without a prior appointment! Silly girls! We had to gag and cuff them to keep them quiet!”

“Thanks Tony! Just tie them along the wall as usual, we’ll take them into the board room when we get the signal!” smiled Liz and accepted the papers with Tony’s signature. Tony’s mate John quickly and routinely secured the three youngsters’ wrists to the metal rings in the wall above their heads. Liz looked them over when Tony and John had left. She guessed they must have been barely eighteen and probably ambitious young women, eager to become successful journalists. She smiled meekly at them as she saw their frightened, darting eyes. Now, because whoever of them was supposed to call ahead and make an appointment had failed to do so, they would all hang to entertain the board.

The bell rang from the board room, signalling they were ready for the first snuffing. Mary and Liz expertly grabbed the first girl, a blonde with small, firm tits, and dragged her into the board room. Just another day at the office, thought Mary, even if was her last!

Trine and Christina were lucky in History class. While Mr Fowler actually expressed his desire to use them as models for today’s demonstration of tit torturing instruments, he had already decided to use Linda and Karyn. Both girls had failed to hand in last week’s history assignment on Viking rape traditions and he wanted to make an example of them.

“B… but Sir! This will ruin my tits forever!” yelped Karyn as she stood naked and watched Mr Fowler prepare a set of old but still very sharp meat hooks. He had thrown the chains attached to the hooks over the bar above the blackboard. Obviously, his plan was to hang Karyn by her tits.

“Don’t worry your head with that, Karyn!” smiled Mr Fowler and casually slid two fingers up Karyn’s smooth shaved slit “I have arranged to have your body delivered to my house tonight so we can use your meat for our family cookout this weekend!”

“My meat… you’re going to SNUFF me???”

“That’s right, Karyn! I talked to Mrs Jamison at lunch and it seems you also failed to hand in your math report last week! That’s two missing reports altogether and you know what that means!”

“I… I guess so!” sniffed Karyn. Meanwhile, Linda had finished stripping and was waiting behind Karyn. She helped tie Karyn’s hands behind her back with steel wire. The class watched in awe as Mr Fowler expertly demonstrated how to insert the meat hooks under Karyn’s large tits. Karyn was a slim, almost skinny girl but endowed with an impressive set of double D boobs. In fact, Mr Fowler had been fascinated by Karyn and her tits since he first used her as nude subject during an anatomy lesson last year. He had long ago decided to use her for this class and it was only his luck that she happened to also provide him with an excuse. Otherwise he would have had to tamper with her assignment and fail her.

“UUUnnghhh!!!”

Karyn whimpered and tears ran down her cheeks as Mr Fowler and two of the boys from class heaved her up under the ceiling; leaving her hanging by her tits alone.

“Jeez, am I glad we handed in that assignment!” whispered Trine while she and Christina helped tie Linda to a chair. Linda was not to be snuffed and all she had to endure was her fellow students testing some old nipple clamps on her. It hurt, but no more than she could handle. For Karyn, it was another matter entirely. She screamed and moaned as her giggling fellow students pushed her body and made her swing back and forth from her overstretched tits. Finally, after half an hour and with Linda having been through all the different clamps, Mr Fowler decided to end Karyn’s sufferings.

“Now watch carefully, class, as I show you how to snuff a hanging girl! This trick may also be used for girls hanging by their necks!” he explained and brought out a long, pointy steel shaft. He carefully inserted the pointy end into Karyn’s asshole and slowly pushed it up her tummy. Karyn’s eyes bulged in panic and she tried to gurgle a scream. Then suddenly Mr Fowler pushed up full force and Karyn’s life ended abruptly as her heart was pierced. The class applauded. It had been a great show indeed!

Finally, Sunday morning came and Trine awoke in her bed feeling strangely satisfied with her immediate snuffing. Saturday had been a day of mixed feeling. On the one hand she had been excited about the club event and all. On the other hand she had also been sad to have to call and say goodbye to many friends. But now all she felt was excitement!

“Hi mom!” chirped Trine as she joined the others for breakfast in the kitchen. She was, of course, naked like her mom. Lucy was cooking, wearing her latex maid’s uniform.

“Good morning, dear! Ready for the big day?” smiled Mary and gave Trine a kiss on the cheek “We need to leave here in two hours so don’t forget to give your pussy a fresh shave in the bath!”

“Sure mom!” agreed Trine and felt her cunt with the back of her hand. Small stubbles had grown out since she shaved two days ago. Good of her mother to remind her. It would have been embarrassing to arrive with a less than smooth cunt filet!

“Oh, and I have arranged to meet with our guests at the club’s grounds!” said Mary and looked at her husband “My dad says he’s really looking forward to seeing me snuff it!”

“I’m sure he does, and so do I, honey!” smiled John and looked up from his morning paper. Brent had finished his coffee and stood behind Trine’s chair. He casually grabbed his sister’s nice tits from behind and squeezed them lightly.

“I certainly hope you end up on a barbecue today, sis!” he commented while feeling her soft tit meat “I can’t wait to taste these little puppies!”

“Uh, eh, thanks, I guess!” mumbled Trine, still kind of embarrassed when her own brother felt up her body. Truth to tell, she hoped for some kind of live cooking as well, and didn’t really care if Brent or anyone else got her tit meat. Still, it was nice to know that somebody was looking forward to it.

The drive down to the Executive’s Club took less than half an hour. It was located in the best neighbourhood in town, bordering the woods. Mary and John had never been there before. Members included only the very top of society and access was strictly by invitation only. In a weird sort of way Mary was rather proud to go there today, even if it was only as a snuff girl.

“My my, this looks like a big event!” commented Mary as they pulled into the parking lot outside the club grounds. Hundreds of cars were already parked, most were quite expensive cars too. As the family got out into the sun they saw lots of guests heading from the parking lot towards the entrance. It was a mixed lot indeed. The men were dressed casually elegant, like Brent and John. Many of the girls and women were naked like Trine and Mary, probably also snuff girls. The rest of the women mostly wore either expensive looking underwear or very revealing but elegant dresses. Over by the entrance, two lines of people had formed. One was for male guests and their dressed female partners. The other was obviously for the snuff girls, with only naked girls and women waiting in it.

“Hello chubby cheeks!”

It was Mary’s dad who surprised them from behind. He squeezed his adult daughter’s shapely bottom lightly and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“DAD! Great! Have your seen the others?” smiled Mary and looked around them. Her sister and her family was supposed to come as well.

“Hi granddad!” smiled Trine and also got a hug. Her granddad commented positively on Trine’s nice body and made Trine blush. Meanwhile, Mary’s sister Helen arrived with her husband Henry and their three children: Bill, who was Brent’s age, Trish who was sixteen like Trine and Elena at fifteen. The two girls wore identical yellow, almost transparent dresses and obviously no underwear. Trine’s aunt Helen had slipped into her tiniest bra and panties set and she might as well have arrived naked, thought Trine.

“Well, shall we go inside?” asked Mary’s dad, always being the impatient one. Mary grinned.

“Sure dad! Trine and I have to go and register our meat first, but you guys go on ahead and we’ll meet you inside!” she smiled. Trine looked desperately for Christina and her family but couldn’t see them anywhere.

“They are probably inside already!” suggested Mary and tried to make Trine relax while they waited in line with the other naked girls. The general mood in the waiting line was very excited. Like Mary, most of the adult women were proud to attend the club. They learned from the conversation that many of the girls and women had actually volunteered as snuff girls, just to be seen at the club. Some had been donated by husbands or fathers to get them into the club. Only few were drafted like Mary and Trine.

“Names please!” asked the young lady inside the reception area.

“Mary and Trine Bretson!” smiled Mary “We are here on Mr Olson’s orders!”

“Ah yes, here you are!” The girl crossed out their names on the long list in front of her “Mr Olson had requested that you both come and see him immediately upon arrival!”

“Uh really? Where do we find him?” Mary didn’t like the sound of that. She hoped it didn’t mean a quick snuffing. She had hoped to walk around with her family for some time before being picked out.

“He will be over by our new club attraction: the Table Saw!”

Mary froze as the girl spoke! She and Trine looked nervously at each other. Meanwhile, the reception girl stood up and started writing on their shoulders with a marker. Trine got number 174 and Mary number 175. Then they were sent on their way through the reception building and into the gardens.

“Geez! Mom, this is BIG!” exclaimed Trine once their eyes had adjusted to the bright sun again. Hundreds and hundreds of people occupied the lush garden. Drinks were served by latex dressed female servants, some of them resembling the pony girls used by the rickshaws down town. Different snuff entertainments were already going on. Three girls were kicking in the ropes at the gallows to the left of Trine. A bit further down the path they could see a large barbecue area with several whole spitted girls already turning over the coals.

“Hi Trine! Hello Mrs. Bretson!”

Christina came running towards them and hugged her friend. Trine smiled in relief. She noticed that Christina had the number 157 on her shoulder. They must have been here only a short time before Trine and her family arrived.

“Hi there, Christina! Where is your mom?” asked Mary and also tried to spot her own family in the crowd.

“Oh, she is waiting for you with Mr Olson from the company!” said Christina and pointed down somewhere in the middle of the garden “He says he has special plans for you two!”

“Well, let’s go see them then!” sighed Mary and led the way. When they got closer they saw their own families already down there. Lots of people were watching something in the middle of the area.

“Mary! Over here!!!”

It was Mr Olson shouting for her. Trine, Mary and Christina made their way through the crowd. Mr Olson was standing with Liz at his side. She looked very excited.

“Welcome to the club!” he greeted “And this must be your daughter Trine!”

“He… hello Sir, Mr Olson!”

Trine tried to smile feebly while Mr Olson slipped a finger up her wet cunt to feel her meat. He nodded politely and left her alone again.

“Anyway, I have planned for you two ladies to snuff it on the new table saw the club got for this year’s party!” announced Mr Olson and pointed to the big saw in front of them. A teenage girl was just being laid down on the steel table in front of the blade. She looked very tense but tried to smile still. Her dark hair was tied up to prevent it from getting caught in the blade. She was resting on her back, legs apart and with the dreadful looking big-toothed blade between her legs. A couple of women held the girl’s hands above her head while her feet were held tightly by two muscular young men. One of them flicked a switch…

“BBBBBZZZZZZZZZzzzzzz…!”

The saw made a sharp whizzing sound as it was turned on. The blade was inches from the poor young girls’ pussy lips. First, nothing happened other than the girl looking more and more frightened. Then suddenly the two men holding each a foot started pulling her towards the spinning blade.

“AAAAIIIIIIIRRRGhhhh…ggruuulppp!!”

The girl screamed very loud as the blade ate its way up through her pussy, belly and chest. Blood sprayed up into the air several metres and the crowd took a step back to avoid getting stained. The girl was alive and conscious all the way up to her chest being split. The men continued pulling her all the way through, eventually splitting her head in two.

“Oh my God!!!” yelled Mary and held her mouth in horror. The guests all applauded wildly as the two sides of girl meat were pulled away from the saw table and dumped into a waiting steel cart. Several girls had already met the same destiny, as far as Mary could see.

“Isn’t it exciting, Mary! I can’t wait!” chirped Liz and jumped up and down so her big tits bounced against her chest. Mary didn’t reply. She just looked at her friend in disbelief.

“Why don’t you go next, Liz, since you’re so excited?” suggested Mr Olson. Liz smiled and nodded eagerly.

“Bye mom! I hope this is as good as you hope!” sighed Christina and hugged her mother one last time.

“Thank you dear! Have fun with Trine and do try to reserve a good cut for your father if you end up getting cooked!” smiled Liz. She sent Mary a last look before the two men escorted her to the table saw. She was very helpful in getting into position, aligning herself carefully with the axis of the blade. She wanted this to be a perfect split. Tim, her husband, stepped forward from the crowd and asked to take the place of one of the men holding Liz’ feet. One of the men happily stepped back at let him take over. He and Liz exchanged smiles briefly.

Then the saw was fired up and Liz closed her eyes in expectation.

“WWHHIIIIIEEEEEE…aaaarrghhh!!!”

Liz had actually decided to try not to scream but the pain of the blade chopping up her pussy was too overwhelming. She felt the nerve ends ripping and actually tried to build up to an orgasm while biting her teeth. She instantly regretted not asking Tim and the other man to pull her through slowly. Seconds later, and without Liz having had time to orgasm, the blade reached her chest and split her heart in two. Liz rolled her eyes back in her head before the blade also churned her face into a bloody mess of meat and bone. By that time, she was already gone!

“Your turn!” said Mr Olson and laid his hand on Mary’s shoulders. She trembled all over as she watched Liz’ two sides of meat being dumped into the cart with the others. Mr Olson laughed.

“It’s okay Mary!” he said finally “I can tell that this isn’t a big turn-on for you so why don’t you go with your daughter and find something else that would suit you better?”

“You really mean that, Mr Olson? Oh, thank you!!!!”

Mary was extremely relieved. Mr Olson just smiled and sent them off again. The next girl, a big titted wife of a friend of his, was already being prepared for the saw. She was obviously not doing this voluntarily and the people at the saw had to use force to keep her still while the saw worked its way through her writhing body.

“So, you’re not going for the split?” grinned John when Mary and Trine joined their family behind the table saw crowd.

“Phew, NO! Mr Olson was kind to let me choose for myself!” smiled Mary and sighed with relief.

“I am so happy for you!” smiled her sister Helen and hugged Mary again “What do you say we try to get you roasted?”

“Well, I guess we could…!”  started Mary but was interrupted by Helen’s husband Henry.

“That would be great! Plus it would give me an idea of what Helen’s meat will be like!”

“I second that!” smiled Trine’s granddad and grabbed one of Mary’s tits in one hand “I always wondered how these will be roasted!”

“Okay, okay! I’ll do it!” laughed Mary, overwhelmed by the others. Together, the whole family walked towards the barbecue area. Christina and her father walked with them. Tim really wanted to see this.

“Well ma’am, I do have a pit opening up in fifteen minutes, but it’s a pit for two girls!” explained the chef down by the barbecue area “We do require two girls to go over the coals at the same time, to make our logistics a bit simpler! So, find a friend to join you and then come and see me!”

“Uh, eh… I guess… Trine, would you or Christina like to join me?” asked Mary while the family listened. Trine hesitated a bit.

“I’m sorry! I’m really not into roasting and all that!” she smiled and looked at her dad who nodded in support “I’d much rather go and see if they have a guillotine or something!”

“I… I guess I’d like to go with Christina so…!” said Trine and looked at her friend.

“Uh, Henry!” giggled Helen suddenly “Do you mind if I go with my sister, then?”

Everybody looked at Helen. She was not meat today. However, she looked very pleadingly at her husband.

“Why, of course, dear! That would be a wonderful treat!” smiled Henry and gave his wife a kiss. Helen quickly shed her flimsy underwear and took Mary’s arm. The two had very similar bodies, both with slim waists and shapely asses. With proud smiles the two sisters walked over to the chef again. He was only too happy to accept them and asked them to follow him to the preparation tables. Trine, Christina and Helen’s two daughters followed them over there. Brent and Bill joined the three men for a beer at the nearby outdoor bar. From the bar stools they had a clear view of the preparation area.

“Mom, I can’t believe you just did that!” gasped Trish, her sister Elena nodding.

“Oh, come on girls! You two are old enough to know what goes through a woman’s head in these situations! With any luck you two can snuff it together as sisters too at some party!”

Trish and Elena nodded silently. They had often talked about just that. Now, with their mother even giving her blessing, they both knew this was probably how they would go eventually.

“Ladies, who’s first, please?” asked the chef as he returned with two long metal spits. Mary smiled and leaned over the table, ass up. Helen held her down gently while the chef, with great routine, inserted the spit in her ass and started pushing it through her.

“Oh God, this is good! It’s almost through me, I’m cum…uughlll!” screamed Mary before the end of the spit emerged through her open mouth. The chef secured her hands behind her back and tied her feet to the spit with steel wire. Trine watched in awe as two assistants immediately picked up her spit and carried her over to the red hot coals. While Trine stayed to see her mother writhe and turn, Helen was efficiently spitted and joined her sister minutes later.

“I wonder how long they will stay alive!” asked Elena, watching in fascination as a female servant started to baste her mother’s tits. Both women looked like they were humping their spits. They were only inches apart over the fire and were sometimes able to exchange looks when they turned towards each other.

“If they are lucky, around an hour!” smiled Trine. They had learned in school during last years’ cooking classes.

Trish and Elena stayed in the barbecue area to be with their mom as she roasted. Trine and Christina asked their fathers if they could go and explore on their own.

“Sure you can, girls! In fact, why don’t you go and get snuffed somewhere!” suggested Trine’s dad and sipped his beer. Christina’s father agreed.

“Yes, don’t bother getting us if you see something you fancy! We’ll stay here and if you are still alive in a few hours you can join us when we feast on your mothers!” he added. Brent and Bill had already split to see what else was going on at the club. Trine and Christina kissed their dads goodbye and walked into the crowd together.

“So… any idea how you want to go?” asked Trine after a little while. They had just watched a girl being shot with arrows at the club’s shooting range. She was tied spread eagle to a round target disk and three men with bows quickly transformed her into a human needle pad.

“Not like that!” laughed Christina. A new girl was already being tied to the disk behind them.

“Hanging perhaps?” tried Trine. She wouldn’t mind the ropes herself. Just then, Trine felt a hand on her shoulder.

“Hi Trine! And Christina! Fancy meeting you two here!”

It was Mr Lawson, the headmaster of their school. He was holding a severed girl’s head in one hand by her blonde hair.

“Uh, hello Mr Lawson! I didn’t know you were a member?” stuttered Trine. It felt a bit weird to stand here naked in front of him, even if he had seen the girls in the nude on numerous occasions in school.

“Well, I’m not but Linda here got us in today!” he smiled and held up the head. It was his young wife.

“By axe, was it?” asked Christina curiously and touched the dead girl’s lips carefully. Her mouth was half open.

“No, the guillotine! You girls should try it! Do you want me to take you there?”

“Eh, no thanks Sir! We’ll be fine!” giggled Trine. Mr Lawson was feeling Christina’s large tits with his free hand.

“Well, suit yourselves! But rest assured I will try to get a bite of one of these!” he smiled and let Christina’s boobs go before he continued on into the crowd.

“Oh shit, Trine… THIS is how I want to go!” yelled Christina suddenly and pointed straight ahead. There, in front of the girls, stood a Japanese man, in kimono and with a samurai sword in hand. A small crowd had gathered around him. A blonde girl was kneeling in the grass before his feet. Her hands were tied behind her back and she looked straight up at the samurai.

“Oh my God, he’s going to…!” gulped Trine. Just then, I a flashing movement and without a sound, the samurai lifted his sword and let it fly through the air just past the girl’s bare neck. At least, the girls thought it had missed the neck. A full two seconds passed before suddenly the girl’s head silently separated from her neck and fell to the grass. Her headless body swayed and dropped backwards, then kicked a few times with one leg. Blood spurted out of the cleanly severed neck. The samurai had already holstered his sword and stood proudly while assistants carried the dead girl and her head away. The crowd applauded and the samurai responded with an almost unnoticeable bow.

“Okay, who is next?” asked one of the assistants and looked around at the girls in the crowd. Some began to whisper excited together. Trine looked from one to another and tried to guess who would step up.

“Me!”

Trine gasped. Christina had stepped forward right next to her.

“Christina! What are you…?” asked Trine but Christina brushed her away with a smile.

“Shhh! I want to do this!” she said. The assistant walked over to them and immediately began to tie Christina’s hands behind her back.

“And your friend?” he asked “Mr Yakamoto is very skilled! He can do two girls in one strike!”

Trine thought for a second. Behind the samurai, the headless girl from before was strung up by her feet from an overhead beam. A butcher was cleaning her out. Two other headless bodies hang next to her. They were already cleaned out and cooks cut meat from them as they needed it for the grills. That did it for Trine. The thought of her meat being cut up and roasted in small pieces was incredibly exciting to her. Even more exciting than being roasted alive, like her mom and Aunt Helen.

“I will do it too if you let us talk to one of the cooks first!” agreed Trine and offered her hands behind her back as well. The man nodded and tied up Trine too. Then he escorted them both over to the cooks who were cutting meat from the beheaded girls.

“Jim, these two meat girls want a word before we chop their heads off!” said the man to one of the cooks. He was just slicing a tit off the blonde they had watched before.

“What can I do for you, girls?” the cook asked and looked up.

“Uh, Sir, can I please ask you to serve my tits and cunt fillet to those men up there by the bar?” asked Trine humbly and nodded up to where her dad and granddad sat and sipped their beers. The cook confirmed who she meant and promised to do his best.

“Oh well, and my tits as well!” giggled Christina before they left the meat cutting area again. None of them were convinced that the cook would actually do it but they felt better at least having tried. They were immediately taken back to the samurai on the lawn. Then the girls were asked to kneel on the ground, facing each other.

“All right, girls!” instructed the assistant while the silent samurai drew out his sword “You should keep your heads close together for the blow! Kiss, if you like!”

“Goodbye, dear friend!” whispered Trine and parted her lips slightly. Christina didn’t reply. She just met with Trine’s lips and the girls closed their eyes and started kissing deeply and warmly. A large crowd had gathered to see the double beheading. Trine could feel her tits touch Christina’s large boobs as they leaned forward towards each other to kiss.

“SSHHHWWIIIISSHHH…Chop-chack!”

The first thing Trine noticed apart from the odd double-chop sound was their kiss being broken. She opened her eyes and saw the grass tumbling towards her. Then felt the bump as her head hit the ground and rolled away from her kneeling body. She was still conscious to see Christina’s head land a foot away from her; to see their bodies tumble over each other and her own legs twitch in cramps. Then the world began to fade away in a haze of red. Then nothingness…

To no one’s surprise, Mary’s and Helen’s meat was delicious. Trine’s granddad got Mary’s left tit while John enjoyed her cunt fillet. While the girls hadn’t noticed, Brent and Bill had been in the crowd when Trine and Christina were decapitated and they were quick to secure the girls’ heads before they were thrown in the bin with the others. When dinner was served they had all four girls’ heads standing at the end of the table as decoration. Brent thought they almost looked like they could watch the men savour in the roasted meat. The cook actually kept his promise and served Trine’s and Christina’s flambéed tits and Trine’s sautéed cunt fillet at their table. Needless to say their delicate meat melted on the others’ tongues. As Brent chewed Trine’s juicy clit, he couldn’t help but silently lift his wine glass and salute towards his sister’s severed head; enjoying the sight of her empty eyes and curious, half-open smile.