A Drama Of Error


Posted by Ay-Wun on October 29, 2006 at 20:03:40:


9-3-04
A Drama Of Error
By: Ay-Wun

Susan Teets didn't understand how this had happened, her head was protruding from a hole in the top of an oven, as her body roasted. While it had been her fondest fantasy for most of her life to be roasted alive, this was no fantasy, she knew it was real. She knew she was gutted and stuffed, the vibrating rod in her ass, and the one in her pussy kept her constantly cumming in spite of the terrible burning pain. It was horrible and wonderful at the same time, but how had it happened? The only one she could remember telling about her fantasy was her husband Alan, and he'd asked her to not even think of doing it, as he couldn't live without her, and what would the kids think?

The kids were not really kids anymore, Billy was eighteen, Becky sixteen, and both gorgeous. Becky was blonde and voluptuous like her mother, while Billy had his father's tall dark good looks. At forty, Susan was often mistaken for Becky's sister rather than her mother. To Susan's surprise, just a week earlier, she had discovered, by sneaking a peek at her diary, that Becky had the same fantasy as she, and was discussing it with others on the internet.

"Was what was happening to her now, connected with that?" she wondered. Susan shook her head, trying to clear it, trying to understand, trying to remember.

The hot sun, lying next to the pool nude, to get an over all tan. Suddenly, men all around her, a gag and a hood over her head, all her limbs bound and being carried, then a shot in the arm, and blackness. Awaking grogily to pain in her belly, her intestines and stomach resected, liver and kidneys too. All, like a dream as the cavity is filled and sewn up. Arms and legs bound up and put into a pan with a two inch thick. ten inch rod in its center up her ass. It began vibrating with periodic shocks, as another vibrator was shoved into her pussy. Cumming, and cumming, and cumming. Then the heat of an already hot oven that left her head out the top.

Cool air blowing in her face cleared her head a little, there seemed to be something familiar about some of the voices.

"Where had she heard that voice, did someone call him Tom? Who do I know named Tom? Tom, Tom, Tom who? I know of a Tom, Tommy Hauch president of Beta Beta Kappa, the frat Bill's pledging at Dolcett U.".

She looked all around, sweat ran into her eyes, in spite of the blower, there was just too much. Suddenly, a hand with a towel gently wiped all the sweat from her face, and she could see. Eyes clear now, thinking clearer, even through the endless cumming, and constant pain. The pain then dissapated,

"The nerves in her flesh must have burnt out." she thought, "There he is, that IS Tom, and some of the other boys look familiar," she'd seen or heard them at a distance when Billy had them at the house, "Is Billy here?" At that moment, the gag was removed and a voice asked,

"Any last words Becky?" a voice asked .

"Becky? Becky?" she thought. "Billy here?" she mumbled.

"I'll go get him," said a voice she didn't know, "But he said he didn't want to watch." Whoever it was went away.

"I told you guys I didn't want to see it, bad enough I let you have her, even if she once told me it was a favorite fantasy." Bill's voice.

She shook her head again, trying to keep it clear. She could smell herself cooking now,

"Mmmmm, I really smell great! Bet I'll taste fabulous."

"OH GOD!! You assholes got my mother, not Becky! Oh shit, Mom, I'm sorry, they were supposed to get Becky. Becky told me last year that she wanted it. To pledge a guy has to furnish a roast. BBK means barbecue. I'm sorry Mom, I'm sorry!!" He cried in anguish.

"Billy, Billy dear, it's OK!" She croaked, "I want it too, but stop Becky, if you can! Take care of her, and Daddy too. Try to make Daddy understand and accept." gasping, she paused, "Make him want to live for you guys," She could barely get this last out. "Tell him to remarry, get another wife, be happy and happy for me, he knows, he kn........" Sighing, she expired.


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