Posted by Israeli guy on June 19, 2002 at 14:36:28:
The following story is not mine. It was posted on a yahoo group called girlsfinishingoffboys. If you are subscribed to it you can use the link :
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/girlsfinishingoffboys/message/582
I posted it bellow (sorry for the problem with the question marks, its in the source at least on my computer).
I liked the story and decided to do a follow up. I will post the follow up soon.
Israeli guy.
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Arcacia Avenue
A Short Story
By Joe Peel
March 2002
The taxi drew up to number 17, Arcacia Avenue. Andy paid the cabby and
walked through the garden gate.
Andy had been a member of the Female Executioner?s Society for nine
months. He had joined on a dare from his wife after they had watched a
video of a friend of hers. Sue had been visibly aroused by the sight
her friends husband being despatched by a trio of women and the
promise that she could participate in similar events if Andy
registered. That had been all the encouragement she had needed.
When he had joined Andy had been told the odds against selection and
Sue had been to two parties herself already. Then his membership had
been drawn in the last lottery and he had been assigned to the coffee
morning here at number 17. Things had become very real very quickly.
The day was overcast and Andy hurried to the front door.
Arcacia Avenue was a quiet neighbourhood. Andy had passed many lovely
houses on his way to number 17 and he was wandering just how much it
would cost to live here. Number 17 itself was set back from the road,
a double fronted detached house with an immaculate lawn leading up to
the front door.
Andy?s mind was in turmoil. His membership conditions had stressed
this could happen and he had helped to set up the second of Sue?s
parties which had been held at their house last month, it had just
come as such a surprise when the envelope had arrived the other morning.
Andy was 32 years old, just tall enough to be the right height and
heavy enough not to be over weight. Married to Sue for eight years,
they had no children. Would have no children he reminded himself. Sue
had been promised a video of today?s fun and she was looking forward
to showing it off to her friends.
?You have been selected to attend an execution as the prisoner,? the
document had stated coldly, ?Please arrive by 10:30 and ask for
Heather.? Heather?s picture had been included and she was certainly a
looker and the coffee morning was hers to arrange. Maybe there was an
upside to this.
With the announcement had come his pass to gain entry to number 17,
?not likely that anyone was likely to want to gate crash this party,?
Andy thought as he rang the front door bell. The chimes sounded in the
distance of hall way behind the door.
Andy could see the shadow of someone coming towards the door. This was
his last chance to run away but before his nerve totally faltered the
door opened and he recognised Heather.
?Hello,? he said as he looked her up and down. Heather was dressed in
a black PVC cat suit with towering stiletto shoes. Her red hair was
cast in a halo by the light behind her, ? I?m Andy.?
?Hello Andy, may I see your invitation to my Coffee morning, please??
Heather asked.
Andy fished the invitation out of his back pocket and handed it to
Heather.
?Thank you Andy, can you tell me your membership number??
?1265Haj9AF.? Andy replied.
Heather continued to examine the invitation and Andy thought that he
might be refused entry. After what seemed to be an eternity Heather
looked up from the paper work and smiled at Andy.
?Come on in Andy, you can?t be too careful with what we do!?
Andy crossed the threshold of the house into a wooden floored hallway
and as the door closed behind him Andy became aware or the burble of
female conversation from a room off to his right.
?Let me take your coat for you.? Andy removed his outer jacket and
watched Heather as she sauntered down the hall. Her heels tipped
tapped down the hallway and as the light glistened off her cat suit
and Andy could feel himself becoming aroused despite of his situation.
As Heather came back towards him Andy was aware of her cleavage and
how erect her nipples were. Lovely.
Heather smiled at him, ?I do have nice tits don?t I.?
Andy was embarrassed about being caught staring and tried to mumble an
apology but Heather said,
?It?s always nice to be appreciated. We will be the last people you
see and we like to feel a little bit special.? And with that Heather
looped her arm through,
?Let?s go and meet the rest of the girls. We are really looking
forward to your show.?
They walked together into the room on the right. As they entered Andy
was aware of a number of beautiful women turning and looking in his
direction and the hub bub of conversation died down. Heather
introduced Andy to Claire, Anna, Janine, Jo and Helen, and then asked,
?Andy, would you like a drink??
?Yes please,? replied Andy.
The girls were dressed in various PVC suits. Andy could feel his cock
hardening already. Would he get to fuck any of these gorgeous women?
Claire, a short girl with bobbed blonde hair with very wicked red lips
was wearing a cat suit similar to Heather?s. Anna and Janine, two
sisters so alike you could mistake them for twins were dressed in
short, tight, mini skirts. Jo, the tallest of them all, long straight
hair, even taller in her heels and height accented by her long hobble
dress and Helen whose tits were trying to burst from her boob tube.
Andy let his eye?s wander over the girls. Every where he looked he
could a girl he would love to fuck, all of them forty years old or
there abouts, each of them sexy beyond words and each of them his
executioner.
There was no hiding the size of his erection, he wanted to have some
get his cock out and stroke it, should he ask? He spotted Heather
coming back with his drink. She handed him a tumbler and he recognised
the aroma of neat whiskey.
?Will I be your first?? asked Andy a little nervously.
The girls looked at each other and giggled.
?Oh no.? said Helen. ?For our little group here you are our sixth. We
have a number of games for you to play for us.?
?Do I have any say in any of this?? asked Andy taking a gulp from his
glass. The alcohol burnt its way down his throat.
?No you do not,? replied Helen.
?Do you remember Kevin?? asked Janine.
Jo replied, ?He wanted to dictate to us, he really ended up suffering
didn?t he.?
?In a way that was really good fun wasn?t it?? said Heather.
?They all suffer don?t they,? Jo giggled.
?Are you ready to suffer Andy?? asked Anna. She walked to Andy and ran
her hand over his stiff cock. ?This feels like it wants to get out.?
Andy rub his cock up against her hand and he felt ready to cum, but
Anna walked away.
?Is he big?? asked Jo.
?Big enough,? said Anna.
Jo looked at Andy, ?Do you want to fuck me Andy??
?Yes,? Andy replied honestly.
?I doubt that is going to happen today,? she replied as she blew him a
kiss.
?I think I might fuck him myself,? said Janine.
?Ooh sis,? purred Anna, ?you have the best idea?s.?
The conversation was flying around and Andy had finished his drink.
The whiskey was starting to make things happen very quickly but he
knew for sure that these women were not going to let him leave alive.
He asked for another drink which Claire produced for him. As she
walked back to him she undid the zip at the front of her cat suit and
Andy could see the lace of her bra.
?Andy, you may stroke my breasts but you must not touch the flesh,?
she instructed.
Andy put his drink down on a table and cupped Claire?s breasts. He
gave them a gentle squeeze but could not resist getting his hand on
her flesh. He slid his fingers inside the cup of her bra and as his
fingers ran other her erect nipples she kneed him in the balls.
Andy collapsed to the ground in agony. Claire stood over him and
worked the heel of her stiletto?s into his groin and pressed down.
?I told you not to touch my flesh, you stupid fuck,? she said.
Andy heard her statement through a haze of white noise. His world was
now centred around the pain in his balls. He gasped for air and hoped
he would not pass out.
As he writhed on the floor the girls prepared for the next stage of
Andy?s humiliation.
As Claire moved away, Heather said,
?Andy, if you cannot do as you are told you will end up in a world of
hurt. Do you understand??
Andy nodded his head slowly.
?Good, now stand up.?
Andy took a deep breath and slowly raised to his knees and then to his
feet. As he rose to his feet Helen stood before him and slapped him
across his face. On her knuckles she wore a set of knuckle dusters and
her blow opened a bloody wound across his left eye. Andy collapsed to
the ground again with his head ringing.
Through the buzz inside his head Andy heard Heather say,
?I thought I told you to stand up? I am very disappointed in you. Now
stand up and stop pissing me off.?
Andy stood up and saw Heather in front of him. He flinched and
expected another blow. But instead, Heather instructed,
?Get undressed.?
Andy undressed. Despite the attention his groin had received as he
took his boxer shorts off his cock was rigid. He took his cock in his
hand and gave himself a couple of strokes. Helen stood before him and
said,
?If we want you to do that we will tell you.? She took his cock and
laid it on the palm of her hand and with the knuckle duster crushed
the top of his cock. Andy whimpered from the blow but did not sink to
his knees.
?Put your hands behind your back,? Heather instructed.
Andy did as he was instructed after he wiped the blood away from the
cut above his eye. Janine tied his hands tightly and Andy felt the
ends of his fingers tingle.
?Come with us,? said Heather.
Andy passed through the house with the girls and entered what had used
to be a garage. As Andy looked around he saw a number of frightening
appliances and ominously a noose hanging above a box in the middle of
the room.
Anna and Janine took Andy by the arms and Heather took Andy?s cock
into her mouth.
Anna whispered to Andy,
?You need to be hard this next piece.?
As Heather worked on his cock Andy looked around the room and tried
to work to work what was next. Heather worked her magic and Andy?s
cocked stiffened. He was led a couple of places to a work bench. Anna
took his cock in her hand and lowered it into the jaws of a vice. She
the started to tighten the jaws and the vice gripped his cock.
Andy was now immobile. Jo lit a candle and took the flame below his
balls. Andy felt the heat and smelt his pubic hair burning.
?I hate pubic hair on a mans balls,? said Jo, ?I?ll make sure that
they are nice and smooth by the time I finish.? Every time Andy
flinched Anna tightened the vice by a turn of the handle.
A few minutes later Jo announced,
?Just like a baby?s ball?s.?
By now Andy?s erection had disappeared but his extended cock was held
in place by the jaws of the vice. Jo took the candle and poured the
molten wax onto his cock. Andy was prevented from collapsing by the
vice but it felt as if his balls were being torn from his body.
Claire came into Andy?s field of view holding a long, thin knitting
needle. She worked the tip of the needle into his cock and then slowly
fed the rest of it in. Jo brought the candle flame to bear on the
exposed end of the needle.
Andy watched as the needle began to heat up and he started to feel a
tingle inside his cock as the heat expanded along the length of the
needle. The girls took turns in holding the candle on the needle.
The pain in Andy?s shaft grew as the needle got warmer and warmer.
Slowly the smell of cooking meat started to waft into the room.
?I love the smell of cooking sausage,? joked Janine.
The longer the needle was heated the more Andy twitched, The more
violently he shook the more it felt that his cock was being torn from
his body. When he was still the heat expanded in his cock.
Anna released the vice and Andy collapsed to the floor again.
Jo took a pair of pliers and pulled the heated needle out of Andy?s body.
Heather said,
?Andy, Helen loves the taste of cum. I want you to cum in her mouth.?
?You must be joking,? said Andy.
?No I am not. Do you see that axe?? Claire had swapped her knuckle
dusters for a short axe.
?You have five minutes to flood Helen?s mouth.?
Helen suggested that Andy should stand and that she should kneel. Her
mouth closed around his cock and her tongue ran over the solidified
wax on his shaft and she felt him stiffen. Her mouth worked its magic
and Andy felt the head of his cock passing further and further down
her throat. To his surprise Andy shot his load deep into her mouth.
?Thank you,? said Helen, as she rose to here feet with a broad smile
on her face, ?that sausage tastes wonderful. I think we should share
it with you.?
?Well done,? said Heather. ?As you passed that test we will move onto
the final phase. Do you see that box behind you??
Andy looked, the box was below the noose. He nodded.
?Come with me then.? Andy followed Heather and accepted her help to
step up onto the box.
Janine brought forward a step ladder and using it she took the noose
and placed it around Andy?s neck and tightened the knot. He looked
around and saw all the girls in a semi circle. He also noticed that
Heather was holding a large knife.
She walked forward, cupped Andy?s balls in her hand. Using the knife
she sliced through his balls and cut his cock from his body. Holding
the bloody mess in her hands she climbed the ladder and instructed
Andy to open his move. As he did she stuffed his balls and cock in.
Heather rejoined the rest of the girls looking at Andy.
She said, ?Andy, we expect you to dance for us.?
Anna approached the box and kicked it from under Andy?s feet. He fell
about six inches before the noose jerked him to a stop. After the
initial blast of white light Andy?s vision cleared and he could see
the girls watching him.
His breath rasped past the knot at his throat. He struggled not to
swallow his dismembered cock. Was he choking to death or being
strangled? He didn?t know.
?Oh look,? cooed Heather, ?he?s dancing.?
Andy?s body shook. A roar rose in his head and when he came back to
consciousness he was aware of the girls being a long way away at the
end of a tunnel.
The girls watched as Andy?s leg kicks became shorter and shorter and
after a while they ceased all together. His breathing became quieter
and quieter.
Helen stepped forward and took the candle and held it to the sole?s of
Andy?s feet. There was no movement at all.
?He?s done,? she said.
?Seven minutes and 15 seconds. Not bad,? said Heather, ?Any one for a
cup of tea??