Hello,
So I have been writing snuff stories for several, many years and posting them on various boards that are explicitly snuff related. Because of the risk of harassment those boards all have a hard minimum age limit of 18. This has become increasingly irksome to me as I get older and more crotchety. So I am here and will be posting the "right aged" versions of my work here and in the archive too.
But unfortunately that is not always my best work ... so I thought I would introduce myself with one of my two best short tales. If there is demand for it I will be happy to post my full portfolio here.
This story is essentially a consensual hanging but in the build up there are other types of asphyxia carried to unconsciousness, one true NC scene, and mentions of semi-consensual and non-consensual sex and death. This is a fantasy written for adults enjoy.
This is a work of fiction. You must be 18 or over to read this story of sexualized death. If you do not like such stories, please turn back. This is a fantasy; I do not endorse or advocate killing in the real world, even with the person’s consent. This is only a story, fiction, if you do not understand the difference between reality and fantasy, read no more. Killing a non-consenting person is murder. Murder is WRONG. Those who commit murder are criminals who are rightly despised everywhere. Additionally, I do not promote rape or non-consent sex. Rape is WRONG. Those who commit rape are rightly despised everywhere.
Olympic Dreams
By Grendel and bedeyes
I never thought, in a million years, that I would get this far. Marching in the opening parade of the Olympic Games! And however far I get this week I am going out at the top of my game!
I'd decided that months ago … once I realized that I really wouldn't die of a heart attack after being told that I'd made it to the trials … the freaking Olympic Trials! I'd met him on line well before that … we shared a common interest … women dying while being fucked. After we'd known each other for a bit he'd given me a link to a website he curates. It has no name but it has pictures, audio, and video of women dying in the sex act … real women really dying. He never really said that he had participated in any of those deaths but … it figured. I was thrilled to be asked to the trials but I figured I'd never make it onto the team. So as soon as I knew I'd been selected to compete in the Trials I got on line and told him what I wanted and he said that he would be honored. He made hotel reservations for Omaha that very night.
I was very nervous when I knocked on his door the day after the meet ended. There was a long pause, I almost ran for it, but then the chain rattled and the door was thrown open and I was suddenly being hugged within an inch of my life.
"You won! You're in! Congratulations!"
DAMN but he's HUGE!! My feet are at least six inches off the floor as he hugs me and the top of my head is only at his chin … that makes him what … 6'10"? He ushered me in and locked the door behind us. My mouth was dry and my pussy was wet. This is a man who kills women like me! I started unbuttoning the front of my sundress, my hands shaking.
"Will you be wanting me to make reservations for London?"
"Yes of course, will you be able to get them at this late date?" I turned to face him and let the dress fall to the floor. There was no bra to hinder his view, though with my A-Cup-minus boobies there wasn't much to see either … there's a reason I don't usually bother.
"Yes, though I wouldn't have if I hadn't started looking as soon as you told me about Omaha." I bent forward and stripped off my thong underwear and stepped out of both it and my flip-flops. "It's a bit far out but still accessible by the tube and there is a nice park nearby. If there is no good place there I'll rent a car and find some place in the country."
"So you had more faith in me than I did," I said smiling, seeing his gaze track to my shaved cunt, and the sizable erection in his pants I added, "do you want me to blow you to take the edge off, or do you want to fuck me now, or shall we do something really kinky?"
I regretted more than I could express only being able to spend one night with him in that room. But we made the most of the time we had. He choked me out with his hands while I rode him like a demented cow-slut. He had me do an enema (and wasn't THAT embarrassing!) and then he tied me to a chair so I couldn't move and garroted me with a silk scarf while alternating fucking my cunt and my ass. I came so damned HARD before the lights went out. He played at drowning me in the fucking toilet while he reamed my butt and every time he yanked my head up by the hair I had to look into the camera and say "I'm a dirty fucking SLUT!"
Oh … I forgot to mention that all of this was being filmed didn't I? Well it was … for my website. It had been my idea to do a separate site for me, his site was discrete. I wanted to make a splash (get it? Wink) big and *splashy* that had been my idea … and it made even more sense as now I was going to be on THE team! Yeah, my idea but he REALLY got into it.
Ah … so what else. He had fucked me incredibly gently while I got up the courage and then choked myself out with a big purple dildo. And … oh yeah, how could I forget *that*! He tied me to the bed spread eagled and then put a plastic bag over my head and fucked me until we both came. Then he got off me and carefully filmed as I suffocated, as I panicked thrashing against the ropes and begging and screaming until, at last, I passed out. In case it's not clear in each scenario we carried on until I was totally out … except for the drowning … I didn't breath water … not in Omaha. Also to be clear, each time I came … harder than I had with anyone ever before in my life.
Anyway, after I woke up still tied to the bed, he let me get my breath back and then came at me with another bag! "NO … nonononono!" I struggled, I pleaded, he said nothing. He just grinned at me as he held me down and put the bag over my head and the elastic tie around my throat. Then he backed off again and filmed my utter and complete freak out. I've no idea why, maybe breathing the CO2 rich air in the bag? But I have never been so utterly terrified before or since. I even pissed myself, just a little thank goodness, that's all I had. I doubt that anyone noticed it on the film as hard as my cunt was juicing. Then he jumped on me and held me down and *raped* me brutally. He used me, against my will, for his pleasure. I CAME SO FUCKING HARD that I passed out from the pleasure of the ORGASM, rather than the lack of oxygen.
I came back to the world in his arms, he was stroking me, cooing at me, trying to reassure me that I was safe and cared for. I kissed him hard and long and said thank you. Then I slapped him as hard as I possibly could. He nodded gravely and then turned the other cheek. I hit him again. He turned his face back the other way. I was still so FUCKING mad that I hit him again. He turned his face back the other direction.
"How many times are you going to do that?" I snarled.
"As many times as it takes Alison, for you to forgive me, I am sorry, very sorry. But it was just so fucking hot that I could not help myself."
The bastard was right too. After I got back home I rubbed myself raw jilling off to that amazingly hot video again and again and again.
I almost peed myself again … this time from joy when he showed me the draft website. It was AWESOME! And then on top of that ….
It was video of me on a small single bed … getting fucked … by one of my teammates. "You bugged my room at the training site! That is so cool!!"
"I thought you'd like it. I figured that since you're such a slut that showing that side of you would be really hot too. I'll blur out the other people's faces and distort their voices of course, just like I'll do mine. I've also got a box of things for you to install in your dorm room and a couple left over for other places. Don't worry, it's real easy. I'll send you another set before you leave for London. Their security is so good that you'll have to do the bugging there too." I nodded grinning. "Here I've got something else that will tickle your fancy."
"Oh, my GOD!!" I laughed out loud. It was six different voices, five male and one female, telling me eight times how tight my cunt was. I blushed and giggled and kissed him. He had pushed me back on the bed and stuck his dick into my ever-wet slit.
"So fucking tight!" he said laughing.
I blushed again now in remembrance of the bigger file that had arrived by anonymous text message the day I touched down in London. And then there was the even longer one that had beeped at me after lunch on Wednesday, the day before the finals of the 100 meter freestyle finals and the slightly longer one that had been waiting for me this morning.
I had kept it in the team so far and I figured I would through Monday or so … the day after tomorrow. But I'd made it known, hopefully subtly, that anyone who got a Bronze could have me and anyone who got a Silver could have me three times … and anyone with a Gold could have as much as they could handle. I hadn't gotten as much business as I had hoped. But I had been DPed twice on Tuesday, once cunt and mouth and the other cunt and ass, both had been very nice. Also it appeared that I'd started a bit of a trend … offer wise … among both girls and boys. So having a Silver from the 100 and a Bronze from the relay I had been doing some claiming of my own too. I mean some of my teammates are so fucking hot … it's a wonder they have time to do anything BUT fuck!
But now I put all that out of my mind. It is time to for this cunt to put her game face on. The hot slut can go curl up in her tight wet home and wait for her inevitable reward. It is time for the swimmer to strut her stuff. The medal for the relay was a gift; three other swimmers on the team could have swum that leg. The Silver in the 100 was a fluke … but the 50 meters is MY event, it is why I made the team, one length of the pool, short, simple, leap, fly, touch, win.
The semis were a breeze. I have *never* been this focused. I am dead already; I hold NOTHING back. I begin to see why people used to find the Samurai so scary. People who are already dead can do anything. The others see where my head is and leave me alone.
They call the race. I walk out and take my place. I step up on the platform. Everything is quiet in my head … silent and empty. I bend and grab the lip … a dead cunt swimming.
BANG-leap! FLY! …….. Touch! and …. Yes! YES! Oh fucking YES!!! I can't believe it! YYYEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Needless to say I got the living shit fucked out of me that night and for the next eight days following. I said yes to everyone who wanted me and a LOT of people wanted into a gold medal cunt. After I said yes to that big Romanian weight lifter who asked if she could spank me it got pretty kinky too. Who would have thought that so many Olympic athletes would be so bent? But then I am one … so there you go. In any case I had so much FUN!! I cannot imagine a better way to spend the last week of my life!
I went to the closing ceremony with three loads of jizz in my cunt and one in my ass. While we were waiting to march on I knelt, covered by others who gathered round to watch, and blew two of my male teammates. So I watched the Olympic flame be extinguished with the taste of victory in my mouth … in more ways than one.
This time he let me in and shut and locked the door before hugging the stuffing out of me.
"Slut, it is a good thing that you spent so long getting your brains fucked out of your head. It gave me time to recover my voice from cheering myself hoarse. I do not think I've ever been so proud."
"I want you." I said dropping my bag and skinning out of my sweats. Having come straight from the ceremony without changing I was wearing nothing under them.
"I want you too but don't you think that they," he gestured at the cameras positioned around the room, "have seen enough vanilla sex?" I finally managed to get the damned shoes off.
"Kiddo if you think that everything I've done in the last week was 'vanilla' then you weren't paying attention." I said as I attacked his clothes.
"I've brought the electrical gear you requested," he said hopefully, "I could have it set up in a jiff."
"Too slow, I want you now; and what I want to do don't need no stinking props. I am going to choke myself out on your cock."
I loved the look in his eyes; it is the only time I EVER managed to shock him. In the event it worked well. He sat in a chair and did nothing but enjoy me deep throating him, until I passed out. Then he had grabbed my head and hammer fucked my mouth until he came. It worked so well, in fact, that we did it twice more in the following days. Once with me over a chair as he face fucked me using my hair as a handhold from the very beginning as I fingered myself to orgasm after orgasm and once with me on my back on the bed with my head hanging over the edge, him fucking my mouth and driving me crazy with a vibrator at the same time.
So what else did we do? Well we didn't do any practice hanging … we were pretty sure I wouldn't freak and we didn't want to the bloom off. I did wear the noose he'd tied around my throat, the rest of the rope wrapped around my waist, whenever it didn't interfere … it made my nipples and clit so fucking hard. Hmmm … he did have me take another enema, even larger than the last, and he had me masturbate for the cameras as the warm soapy water flowed into my gut. I'm sure my embarrassment was very entertaining to the viewers … his happiness was evident. Still I put my foot down and didn't let him film me as I … voided myself. I don't care if some people get off on it … it's gross!
After my ass was clean he duct taped me to a chair, duct taped my mouth, and fucked both of my holes alternately while he carefully put a strip of duct tape over the bridge of my nose and then slowly folded it down so that it cut off my air. He said he'd seen it in a movie. I'd never seen or even heard of it before but it was hot as hell to experience.
I'd also asked to experiment with pain some. That's why he' brought all the electrical stuff and some other things. It is also why we'd had a pretty horrible IM argument about safe words. Finally I'd put my foot down and typed, "No fucking safe word! I've limited the stuff you can use already. You get to use it on me any damn way you please. You dish it out. I take it, period!"
"You are going to regret this, Cunt."
"No I won't. It is my gift to you." There had been a really long pause.
"Thank you, very much, Alison."
"You are welcome."
So I came back awake my body jerking as he jabbed a little sparker into random bits of my anatomy and my nipples throbbed thanks to the clamps attached to them. About half way through I did regret it, sobbing into the tape, shuddering and twitching uncontrollably, my eyes and nose running like faucets.
But then he started fucking me! Oh yeah! THEN he reached up and closed my nose with one hand, jabbing my tits with a fucking *cattle-prod* with the other! I CAME so fucking HARD!! I came awake screaming into the tape again as he bracketed my clit with the posts of the prod. But soon after I was pushing my cunt out towards him begging, as best I could, for him to fuck me with the nasty thing, he did. That was the second time in my life that I came so hard that I passed out.
However, that became an almost familiar experience for the ten hours straight that I spent tied down to the bed as he played with ALL of his electrical toys. Whenever he wanted to fuck me, whenever he was hard, he pulled the electrified dildo out of my cunt and shoved it down my throat to choke on while he pounded my pussy. I was in heaven.
We also made sure to do a special scene with each of my medals. That is, we had sex while he slowly strangled me with the ribbon of each of my medals. For the bronze I blew him while he strangled me and he blew his load all over my purple face and protruding tongue. I woke up on my back, on the bed, with the medal stuck in my mouth and the wrinkled purple ribbon trailing down my torso.
For the silver he tied my wrists together and hung me up by them and fucked me up the ass while he twisted the ribbon tight around my neck with one hand and danced a cattle prod across the front of my body with the other. For the climax though he took the ribbon in both hands jerking on it like a bad rider does the reins as he hammer fucked my bunghole. I thought at the time that he was going to break my fucking neck … but he's a pro; he knows what he's doing.
You guessed it; I woke up with the silver medal stuck up in my ass. That's going to be a pain in the butt to get out I thought, I was right. But that was later, I woke up still hanging by my wrists, my legs kicking and the ribbon hanging from my ass flapping, due to the electric dildo 'tenderizing' my cunt. He was already hard so he yanked out the dildo and rammed himself in at the same time as he wrapped the gold medal's ribbon around my throat. I wrapped my legs around him and fucked him back. That was thoroughly pleasant, a straightforward asphyxia fuck … the video looked pretty cool though … the way the purple ribbon hanging from my ass waved and shook as we came.
He wasn't done with me yet; I woke up, still hanging by my hands, with the gold medal jammed ALL the way up in my cunt. He was whipping me when I came too. But then he attached electrical clips to my nips and clit and played me with shocks until I came bucking, ribbons flapping, my cunt constricting around the gold and my juices coating its ribbon. THEN he shoved the bronze in my mouth and the electric dildo in my cunt, with the gold and another up my ass with the silver … and made me cum, kicking and bucking, again and again until I passed out.
Fortunately he didn't make a big deal about removing the medals from my holes, it hurt like hell, and wasn't erotic at all.
The only other snuff like thing we did was the real drowning. The room had this wonderful huge tub and after some appropriately nasty playing around he pushed me down underwater and fucked me hard. He fucked me until, in desperate agony, I blew out my air and tried to breathe water. That hurt so fucking bad, and it was a different kind of hurt, that I couldn't cum despite all the beautiful dick he was putting to me. I just lay there and took it until ….
Suddenly I was tits down over the side of the tub staring at a pool of water on the tile and coughing my lungs out.
"How was it?" he asked after the coughing subsided and he got a large bowl of hot soup into me.
"Pretty shitty! It was terrifying and painful and I didn't even cum … well except for the beginning there. But I am really glad I tried it. You?"
"I always love it when they struggle … when you struggle and you were pretty unrestrained near the end there. Good thing the whole bathroom is tiled, water fucking everywhere. But the best part was how your cunt went bat shit when you breathed the water in. It was better than any of the other asphyxias I've tried. All in all I'd give it an A+." He grinned. "You sure you don't …?"
"Nope."
"But you're a swimmer!"
"No. Hanging Dude, I am going to die with a noose around my neck."
"You're the boss, Boss."
Other than that we just hung out. I wore nothing but my noose; I love the feel of it around my neck. We drank, ate take out that he went and got, watched snuff porn, used some of the other BDSM toy's he'd brought, fucked quite a bit, hell we even made love a couple times. But mostly we talked.
All most all of our discussions revolved around the girls he'd killed, the bored kinky housewife, the stinking rich 60 year old who left him everything. Then there was the girl with terminal cancer who, among other things, hadn't wanted to die a virgin. We were both sniffling after that; it was so sweet.
He had done different types of snuffs, two previous hangings and several other types of asphyxiation, a few beheadings, two poisonings, a spitting and the girl who wanted to be fucked to death by a spiked cock. With some trepidation I asked him if all off his snuffs had been consensual. He paused long enough for me to get really nervous.
"Well, I've never just kidnapped some random cunt and snuffed her. But several of them have tried to back out at some point. Before we've met that's fine with me, after they see my face I don't let them go. Hell, Alison you're only the second one I've even let out of my sight after she's seen me."
I shivered wondering what he would have done if I'd not shown up, hunted me down and killed me, killed me slowly probably … no, certainly.
"I've only done one pure non-con. Doris," that's the rich lady, "had a lover. A busty little Ecuadorian cunt, who she wanted to watch die. I strangled her while Doris ate her out. All the begging, pleading and crying upset Doris a little, it made me hard. The little slut still came though."
We were quiet for a bit and then he continued unprompted.
"The worst … or best one was this girl who asked for a beheading. But the instant she saw the ax she totally freaked. He wanted to leave, she wouldn't even let me fuck her, pissed me off, big time." I raised my eyebrows. "I raped her up the ass and donkey punched her. She was an athlete, like you, sprinter I think. She had an absolutely amazing butthole, almost as good as your cunt. So I tortured her until I got hard then raped her ass and donkey punched her again. I knew that sooner or later the donkey punch would break her neck so I just kept doing that, five or six times a day, every day. She lasted two and a half weeks; by the end I'd used about every torture there is on her, needles, hot irons, water, ice, whips, hell I even used my pear … was a kick to fuck her ass with THAT in her cunt!"
"Damn! Remind me to never piss you off!" He swatted my ass grinning.
"No need to worry about that Alison, I can tell. I've never hung the tapes of those two on the site … do you want to see them?
"Sure! But … later … it just occurred to me that I've never been donkey punched. So how about I suck you hard and …."
At last the day came. We woke up well before the sun was up. I actually put on make-up; you need to look good as you die. I put my medals on too, ensuring that neither they nor the noose interfered with one another … and that you could still see what there is of my tits. Then I recorded my farewell message for the web site while jilling off by pulling the hangman's rope back and forth through my crotch.
That done, I wrapped the rope around my waist and put on my sweats; pulling up the hood to help hide the noose. In the dark we carried the three cases of video gear to the secluded part of the local park.
While he set up the cameras and the lights I stripped and jilled off again and again and … using a sparker and a vibrator and recording myself on a handheld braced in a tree branch. It was pretty dark at the start there and I'm not sure he ever used it, which would be a shame; it was damn hot.
By then there was enough light so he started the cameras and threw the rope over his selected branch while I stepped up on the hard sided equipment case. He adjusted the loop so that it was properly loose around my throat and set the knot so that it was over my left jaw, a nice slow noose he said. Then he pulled me up onto my toes and secured the rope. I was so wet by then that I was leaking down my thigh. As he stripped and put on his condom I started rubbing myself. Once he was ready I looked straight into the main camera.
"Enjoy the show!" I said and kicked the box away.
Yes! Oh YES! Cumming! My legs kicked and my hips thrust at the air as I CAME SO FUCKING HARD!! We'd agreed that he would start fucking me after my first orgasm but he just stood there grinning.
"Go again Slut! Get some more!!"
Now I begin to feel the pain of the noose, pain calls pain. I raise my hands and twisted the shit out of my nipples. Oh! I kept at it while squeezing my thighs together and rocking my hips. You dirty CUNT! Almost! I reached down with one hand and rolled my clit back and forth and then I SQUEEZED! YEAH!! I kicked and bucked my way through another gigantic orgasm.
By the time I was done he was in front of me. I lifted my hips and spread my legs for him my eyes begging him to fuck me as I died.
His Oh dick My slid Fucking smoothly GOD into IT my FEELS sopping SO cunt *GOOD*!!!!!
Moaning in pleasure I wrapped my legs around him and we FUCKED, oh how we fucked, as I slowly, slowly strangled and came again and again. I was struggling to breathe but lungs weren’t even burning yet. My hands fluttered back and forth between my tits and his broad shoulders. His dug HARD into my ass, hurting me and, at the same time, helping me fuck him. It was another slice of HEAVEN!! I came four times; each harder than the one before it and then he groaned in pleasure and I felt his cock jerking in my hyper sensitive cunt.
He kissed me and twisted my nipples before he stepped away. Then he slapped my pulsing cunt a couple times, making me kick and jerk, before leaving me there to hang. But not for too long, before I tired much, well before my jerking spastic struggle stopped, he returned with two sets of handcuffs and two cattle prods. There was still kick left in me but the lungs were sure as hell burning NOW!! Roughly, he cuffed one ankle to each wrist, which held my thighs apart nicely, and he knelt before me.
He jammed the short handled prod into my clit! Fuck! I jerked hard and then noose tightened. Yes! More! The long handled prod danced back and forth between my nipples, zap, zap, zap, as I jerked in time. YES!! MORE!! CUMMING!! Fucking HURT me!! Stinking CUNT!! I felt the lower prod moving. Yes! Good! Fuck me!! I bucked as he RAMMED it up into me, sparking from lips to cervix. CUMMING SO HARD!! Ofuck my neck hurts so bad. I cum again as he fucks me with the prod. My lungs are on fire. And again I cum the first time he touches the prod to my obscenely protruding tongue.
He fucks me for an eternity. There I am one prod shoved into my mouth savaging my tongue the other is jammed hard against my cervix. I vibrate helplessly on a standing bolt of lightning connecting my womb to my throat. CUMMING!!! CUMMING!!! CUMMING!!! CUMMING!!! CUMMING!!! CUMMMING!!! Cumming! Cumming! Cumming! Cumming! Cumming! cumming. cumming. cumming. cumming. ……. ……. ……..
After she grows still he stands up and takes a series of close-ups including several shots of her bright red and obscenely swollen cunt also portrait style shots framing both her dead face and the three medals hanging below her cold breasts. Then he puts another condom on his hard cock. He fucks her ass brutally; one hand in her lush red hair jerking her head hard and his other fist pounding into her dead body making it shake and her medals clink together in time with his thrusts. Then he turns off the cameras.
The website is up a half an hour later. It has 5473 distinct visitors before the body is found. There are more than a million before the dweeb on the night shift at the mortuary gives her cunt the last fucking it will ever receive. Between the time the owner of the funeral home sticks his dick in her newly embalmed ass and when he blows his load the number passes 10 million. Her site is the number one snuff oriented site for the next three and a half years until being dethroned by a site dedicated to the four day long gangbang snuff of 28 Japanese school girls. Her bronze medal brought 5.4 million at auction and the silver 7.8. Alison's gold medal is currently valued, with proper provenance of course, at 23.6 million even though it has never publicly changed hands and her site is still in the top ten snuff sites today … sixty years after her death.