Feature Writer: tonton
Feature Title: THE HIT
Published: 02.08.2012 / Dolcettish.com
Story Codes: Snuff, Castration
Synopsis: A great lover doesn’t always mean a great outcome
The Hit
The girl beneath him tightened and bucked into yet another shattering orgasm and he felt her nails rake across his back in an erotic pain that he had never before experienced, a fleeting thought passed through his sex drunk brain — “Why couldn’t I have married a woman who can fuck like this?” — but it was quickly blown from his consciousness as she lift to his ear and bit hard into the lobe drawing blood.
He screamed and began to come. Orgasm racked his body and he could her screaming under him.
“Yes, Yes, give me everything make your last the best!”
Only responding to her enthusiasm his orgasm chained into a thundering blast that he thought might turn his balls inside out. He had never felt like this before in his life as every bit of release pumped into the hot bitch under him as his head went light and his vision first turning red, then grey and then black.
He didn’t know how long he slept. He remembered dreaming of fevered sex. Of sex demons and nymphs sucking the life out though his cock. He hadn’t had wet dreams like this since he was thirteen. He awoke with reluctance, not wanting to leave his sex dreams, but the stirring hope that he might make those dreams a reality as he remembered who he had fallen asleep with. That hope that was soon dashed.
He found himself bound completely immobile on something that felt like a balance beam. His arms and legs bound painfully under the wood. His head had no support and he could move it with some freedom and strained to look up. He saw his own towering erection and the smiling naked blond just beyond it. She was fondling his balls with more tenderness then any woman had ever done before.
“Morning lover,” she purred.
She leaned in and kissed the tip of his cock.
“God this is perfect you really are very well hung.”
She chuckled and his cock swelled harder. This caused her to purr more. She methodically tied a thin cord around the shaft and tied it tight.
“There!” she said with satisfaction, “Now you won’t go soft while I explain what’s going to happen.”
He tried to speak, to question her, but then realized that something thick and long had been stuffed in his throat. All that came out was a muffled gurgling noise.
She laughed, “Typical, you men are so focused on your cocks that you never even notice the cock gag I shove down your throat.”
His eyes grew big in terror as it dawned on him that she had done this before. That there was a plan, that the girl he thought he had picked up in the bar last night had a definite agenda.
She laughed again seeing the expression on his face.
“Oh you are a smart one. Well you aren’t that smart.”
She opened his wallet and set the few hundred dollars in cash aside muttering something about “lipstick money.” And then started going through his ID and photos.
“Is this address current?” she asked.
He gurgled a curse of outrage and she chuckled and set it aside.
“No matter they’ll forward my little gift to your wife. This her?”
She held up a photo of the two of them taken on a vacation to Maui years go.
“Don’t worry I already know. We met. She thinks I won’t know where she lives. She thinks she hired some anonymous killer to take you out. But she’ll learn that she and I are bound together for life now. However short her’s may turn out to be. I mean do you really think ten thousand dollars is enough? You really did marry a cheap bitch.”
She chuckled at her own private joke.
“Gotta say though, you did make this job a pure pleasure. In fact you are going to make it a pleasure for years to come.”
With that she produced a long sharp knife and rather unceremoniously sliced his cock clean off at the base. He howled in rage and pain.
“Oh don’t be such a baby. Just think of the countless orgasms you’ll give me over the years. Besides you ain’t felt nothing yet.”
With that she lit a small torch like she was making a crème Brulee and held the fire to his bleeding crotch while he seemed almost soundlessly into the heavy gag. He gasped as the flame was taken away.
“Don’t want you bleeding out just yet,” she paused, “I wonder how much your insurance policy is for. She said it was a million, I bet it’s more. They always lie,” she said all this while putting his severed cock into a cooler.
“Yup, gonna tan that baby like the finest kid hide and stretch it over a nice big dildo and fuck you for years baby.”
The knife appeared and he felt more pain and more burning as she sliced his balls off and dangled them playfully over him.
“She’ll get these. Stupid bitch let me tape her while I promised to send them as proof of your death. Well she didn’t know she was being taped, but who isn’t these days.”
She plucked one ball out of the sack and put it in the cooler.
“Course she’s only getting one. The police will get the other one with the tape if she doesn’t come clean on how much she’s really clearing from your death. They’ll know you were alive when I cut them off, bitch’ll get the chair for sure.”
He tried to scream, tried to protest.
“Any last words, pleas for mercy? Bargains?”
He could only grunt through the gag.
“What’s that?” she mocked, “Oh well down to business.”
She walked deliberately to his head and caressed his brow. Straddling his head she pushed her cunt over his nose and squatted until he couldn’t move. He tried desperately to breath and he tried to pull and turn his head in a primal urge to breathe. He could hear her urging him on.
“Yes lover, that’s it. Fight! Yes! Yes!”
Once or twice she pulled away and he could breathe once more, but he soon realized she was just toying with him until she could give her one last orgasm. She howled and her legs tightened, crushing her legs to the sides of his head. Somehow as his consciousness faded for the last time that very last feeling was of satisfaction over making the bitch cum.
THE END