This story is not for the timid or the young. It contains sex, death, and
love. If you do not like stories that contain these things do not read.
This
is pure fiction, I hope after reading this you know the difference
between
fiction and reality.
Passion of Death
John and Mary had been married for two years. They were like most couples
and
have a satisfying but not exciting sex life. Mary had been searching for
something to spice up their love life. During college she had some
experience
in bondage and had thought about getting John to try it. Since he was
sort of
straight laced, she resisted bringing the subject up. She new that if
they did
nothing their sex life would turn into a boring routine and then their
love
might soon fade.
Mary decided to get on the Internet to see if she could find something
besides bondage that John might like. She hit the dialer but nothing
happened.
For some reason it needed a password to dial out. She had only used his
computer for keeping the check book so had not thought about running into
this
stumbling block. She looked around the room to see if something might
give a
clue to the password. Having tried several combinations of his name and
birthday nothing happened, she was still locked out. Mary was about to
give up
when she noticed a picture of Marilyn Monroe on the wall. She tried her
name
but nothing happened. For some strange reason she type D-E-A-T-H, since
Marilyn was dead. To her surprise a new window opened on the desktop with
a
menu choice she had never seen. There was an icon for stories so she
clicked
on that one. A list of stories came up but she did not recognize the
titles.
She pick a story at random and began to read. Mary recognized the story
being
about bondage after one paragraph. She smiled at the thought of John
being
interested in bondage. Maybe he was not such a prude after all, she
thought.
Mary continued reading and was soon in shock. The story described the
torture
and killing of a young woman. She quickly selected another story and
found it
also to be about the death of a woman. Her mind was racing at the
thoughts of
what John might be into. She wondered if he might be a serial killer in a
secret life.
Mary read fast and furious to find the details of the stories. Before
long she
felt herself getting wet. She realized this and felt ashamed at being
turned on
by this sick filth, yet she played with her pussy as she read.
The next month Mary would slip and read the snuff stories John had. She
was
beginning be to consumed by these stories. She began to fantasize about
the pain,
,the women felt, in these stories. One day before her excursion to the
computer
she took a board and drove a dozen nails in it, leaving half an inch of
the
sharp nails sticking out of the board. She took the board and set it on
the
desk chair. She stripped off all of her clothes and rubbed her medium
sized
breast. She picked a new new story, while standing beside the chair and
began
to read. When her pussy started getting wet she sat in the chair. She
almost
screamed when the nails dug into her ass. She Muffled herself to keep
from waking John in the next room. She felt the sharp nails tear into her
ass
and this brought her to orgasm. Mary continued reading while the blood
flowed
from her pierced ass. Mary had several orgasms using her fingers and the
pain
in her ass. When she felt she had enough she stood and looked at her ass
in
the mirror. There were holes and streaks of blood and this brought her to
another orgasm. She looked down at the desk chair and saw the blood
covered
nails and chair. She became a little frantic realizing she had to clean
this
mess up so that John would not see it.
Everything clean, Mary was about to slip into bed with John when she
notice a
small icon in the corner of the screen. It was only by chance she saw it.
She
looked at the clock and new she had to get to bed but could not resist
the
temptation. Mary clicked the Icon and another story filled the screen.
She
realized immediately that it was written by John. She relaxed and began
to
read.
This story was about John and herself. He had made some kind of device
that
tortured the two of them as they made love. He wrote with such detail she
could almost feel the pain. She could not believe John had fantasized
about
something like this. The story described how the device killed the two of
them while having sex. Mary cut off the computer, found a pair of panties
that
would cover her puncture marks, and went to bed.
She lay in bed, sleeping very little, thinking about the story John had
written. The next several weeks she was consumed by the story. She even
stopped her late night treks reading the snuff stories on the computer.
Her
only desire was to die in her lover/husband's arms. Finally she came to
the
decision she had to do it. Their anniversary was two weeks away and she
wanted that to be the day.
Mary spent the day searching pawn shops for the knives she would need. It
took
most of the day but found a pair that suited her needs. She then went to
a
friend that did metal working. She explained what she wanted. He asked
what it
was for. She only told him it was gift for someone. He told her he could
make
it, but seemed a little strange. She then went about looking for some of
the
other things she would use during their last sex act.
THe night arrived and she had all of the preparations ready. When John
came
in from work she was dressed in a only garterbelt and stockings. John was
surprised since he had never seen her dressed like this. He had always
thought
of his wife as being a little prudish. He had dreamed about telling her
some
of his deepest fantasies but knew she would think of him as sick.
John walked to her stripping off his clothes as he walked. They kissed
madly. He wanted her then and there but she pushed John away. Mary
looked John in the eyes and spoke, " Please wait, I have a surprise for
you."
John could not guess what the surprise was but agreed to wait. Mary told
John
to wait and come to the bedroom when she called. He stood wondering what
she was up too but knew it was going to be different. John was brought
out of
his thoughts by the sound of Mary's voice, "Come in my lover, I am ready
for
you."
John walked into the bedroom and froze in his tracks at what he saw. Mary
sat
on a bench with her legs on each side. The thing strapped to her is what
made
John stop. It was the device he had wrote about in his fantasies. There
were
two daggers about six inches long connected where the handle use to be.
In the
middle was a strap that went around his wife. There were two loose straps
that
hung loose, he knew those were for him. He finally spoke and asked, "
Hhhhoww,
did you know about this?"
Mary pointed to a hardcopy of his story. John asked with fear in his
voice,"
Did you read the whole thing?"
"Sure.", Mary replied, "I read the story at least a dozen times. Happy
anniversary, Darling."
John spoke reeling in disbelief, " You do not really want to do this... I
mean, you know the results of this fantasy."
Mary replied calmly, " Of Course I do. If you do not do it with me I will
find someone else to go with me."
John walked over and sat on the bench. His hands trembled as he took the
straps and brought them around him. He buckled the straps as his heart
beat
madly. He had never thought this fantasy might become reality. He left
the
strap a little loose but Mary grabbed it and pulled it tight. He felt the
dagger slip slightly into his belly button just as Mary's was doing. The
two
slid their sex together, being careful of the daggers. John slid his cock
into
Mary's wet pussy. The two lovers slowly worked their sex toward each
other. The
daggers kept John's hard cock from entering all the way into
his loving wife's pussy. He fucked her with only half of his cock till
passion
got the best of him. Simultaneously they pulled closer. The daggers tore
into their belly buttons. The pain made them both wince. John looked down
and
there was a small trickle of blood running down their abdomen.. John
realized
his cock was now all the way in. Mary was the fist to begin the fucking
motions. The pain and blood had made her even more horny. soon the two
were
fucking with all of their passion. The daggers worked in and out of the
bloody holes as they fucked. The two of them recognized the pain but it
had
now merged with their sexual arousal to make it one and the same. They
soon
forgot about the daggers. In their lost passion they pulled each other
close.
The daggers buried into their abdomen to the hilt. This made them scream
in pain
but they continued their dance of passion. As John fucked Mary the same
motion
made the daggers move in and out of their bodies, as if fucking them with
a
life of its own. They moaned from the pleasure of their sex and the
daggers
massaging their insides. With each movement they could feel the daggers
and
Mary felt as if she had two pussies to be pleasured.
It did not take long for the two to reach orgasm. Either had ever had an
orgasm this strong. They screamed and John fell on top of Mary. This
drove the
daggers slightly deeper. The two looked down at their blood soaked
bodies.
John felt remorse at what they had done. He tried to jump up and call for
help. Mary held him tight and said, " Darling, we are dead now, there is
nothing anyone can do. Just relax and accept it and enjoy the moment."
Mary was living some of the things she had read about in the last few
months
and only wanted more. She pushed John back to a sitting position and
reached
behind her. She produced two more daggers. She handed one to John and
kept
the other. She pointed to a spot four inches above the dagger in her
belly button and told John to stick it in her. The thoughts of this made
Johns
cock harden inside of Mary. He touched the tip of the dagger to the side
of
his wife's stomach and pushed it through the skin. Mary let out a small
yelp at
the new source of pain. John then drove the dagger to the hilt. Mary
exploded
in orgasm and fucked John's cock with her dripping pussy. Mary then
touched the
point of her dagger to John's stomach and pushed half of it in. John
screamed
and and his cock seemed to grow another inch. They fucked like the end
was
near, wich it was. The two had lost a lot of blood. Their bodies were
weak but
the passion drove them on. Mary pushed the dagger all the way in john.
They
fucked with one arm around each other and the other on the daggers,
working
them around inside of their ravished bodies. They kissed and could taste
the
blood that had come from their bowels to flow out of their mouths. They
seem
to relish the salty taste of the blood.
They fucked for an hour after the second dagger. They were even trying to
fuck
as the two of them slipped into unconsciousness. The two lovers died
connected
by their love and the cold steel of the daggers.
THe next day the door to John and Mary's house opened and their best
friends
and neighbors walked in. Jeff and Krista and been friends and neighbors
for
the last two years and the four of them had grown very close. They had on
one
occasion swapped partners for the night. Krista saw the two dead bloody
lovers
and stared. For some reason neither of them made a sound. The two looked
at
each other and smiled. They had walked in on the end of their friends
fantasies and their own. They looked at each other for several minutes
and then
went to the two lifeless bodies. They removed the straps and pulled the
bodies
to the floor. Jeff and Krista ripped off their clothes in a frenzy.
Krista went
to john's body and was pleased that John's cock was frozen permanently in
its
hard state. She lowered her already wet pussy onto the cold dead cock of
her
former friend and lover. She felt the coolness as it slid into her hot
wet pussy.
john's blood was still fresh enough that it covered her wet pussy. The
blood
added more lubricant and she slid easily on his cold cock.
Jeff went to Mary and stuck a finger into her cold pussy. He was pleased
she
still was a little wet from her sex with John. He eased his cock into her
pussy and began to fuck her with all of his might. He played with her
breast
and loved the firmness that death had added to them. He kissed her and
drove
his tongue into her lifeless mouth. He relished the taste of her blood
and
wished he could have been the one to kill her. As it was he would just
enjoy
the results of her death.
The two neighbors fucked their dead friends for the next couple of hours.
When
they were finished the two of them got dress and started to leave when
Krista
spoke to Jeff, "See, I told you. I knew if you got John turned on to
snuff
they might do something like this. I think our other neighbors are about
to
this point. I hope they do something as intereresting as John and Mary. I
can't wait to get that big dead cock of Mark's into me."
The End
their insides. With each movement they could feel the daggers and
Mary felt as if she had two pussies to be pleasured.
It did not take long for the two to reach orgasm. Either had ever had an
orgasm this strong. They screamed and John fell on top of Mary. This
drove the
daggers slightly deeper. The two looked down at their blood soaked
bodies.
John felt remorse at what they had done. He tried to jump up and call for
help. Mary held him tight and said, " Darling, we are dead now, there is
nothing anyone can do. Just relax and accept it and enjoy the moment."
Mary was living some of the things she had read about in the last few
months
and only wanted more. She pushed John back to a sitting position and
reached
behind her. She produced two more daggers. She handed one to John and
kept
the other. She pointed to a spot four inches above the dagger in her
belly button and told John to stick it in her. The thoughts of this made
Johns
cock harden inside of Mary. He touched the tip of the dagger to the side
of
his wife's stomach and pushed it through the skin. Mary let out a small
yelp at
the new source of pain. John then drove the dagger to the hilt. Mary
exploded
in orgasm and fucked John's cock with her dripping pussy. Mary then
touched the
point of her dagger to John's stomach and pushed half of it in. John
screamed
and and his cock seemed to grow another inch. They fucked like the end
was
near, wich it was. The two had lost a lot of blood. Their bodies were
weak but
the passion drove them on. Mary pushed the dagger all the way in john.
They
fucked with one arm around each other and the other on the daggers,
working
them around inside of their ravished bodies. They kissed and could taste
the
blood that had come from their bowels to flow out of their mouths. They
seem
to relish the salty taste of the blood.
They fucked for an hour after the second dagger. They were even trying to
fuck
as the two of them slipped into unconsciousness. The two lovers died
connected
by their love and the cold steel of the daggers.
THe next day the door to John and Mary's house opened and their best
friends
and neighbors walked in. Jeff and Krista and been friends and neighbors
for
the last two years and the four of them had grown very close. They had on
one
occasion swapped partners for the night. Krista saw the two dead bloody
lovers
and stared. For some reason neither of them made a sound. The two looked
at
each other and smiled. They had walked in on the end of their friends
fantasies and their own. They looked at each other for several minutes
and then
went to the two lifeless bodies. They removed the straps and pulled the
bodies
to the floor. Jeff and Krista ripped off their clothes in a frenzy.
Krista went
to john's body and was pleased that John's cock was frozen permanently in
its
hard state. She lowered her already wet pussy onto the cold dead cock of
her
former friend and lover. She felt the coolness as it slid into her hot
wet pussy.
john's blood was still fresh enough that it covered her wet pussy. The
blood
added more lubricant and she slid easily on his cold cock.
Jeff went to Mary and stuck a finger into her cold pussy. He was pleased
she
still was a little wet from her sex with John. He e