Guillotine Fantasy

She sat down on the couch next to me. We obviously wanted the same thing.

She was beautiful, with her deep brown eyes and long straight brown hair and smooth tanned skin. She was wearing a pink tank top, a short pink skirt, pink high heels, and sheer tan pantyhose. She was very playful tonight, and she put one of her heels on my crotch. I had jeans on, so I couldn’t really feel anything, but the sight of her silky pantyhose covered legs made my cock very hard.

She told me to get undressed. She then stood up and started undressing as well. She was a lot more comfortable than I was, probably because this was her place. I guessed she had done this with many guys before, but it didn’t matter, because her sexy legs covered with the tan pantyhose made me completely submissive to her will.

I removed all my clothes and sat on the couch naked, with my hard cock pointing straight up. The teased me by slowly removing her tank top, then her bra. She rubbed her perfect D cups together. Then she took down the skirt, and revealed her pantyhose clad pussy. She wasn’t wearing any undies. She rubbed her pussy through the sheer pantyhose. She looked great standing in front of me in her tan pantyhose and pink high heels and nothing else.

She sat back down on the couch next to me, playing with her pussy. I was very excited, and just stared at her. She asked me if I wanted to try some kinky fun. She then took her shoes off, and put her pantyhose clad feet on my cock. She rubbed my cock head with one foot, and massaged my balls with the other. I was so excited by those pantyhose covered feet touching me that I would have agreed to anything at that moment. And I did.

She stopped playing with my cock, and I was very disappointed to not have those feet there all of a sudden. She pulled out a box from under the couch and opened it. It contained a lot of sex toys. She took out some restraints. I was more than willing to do whatever she wanted. She spread my legs and cuffed each of my feet to the two front legs of the couch. Then she spread out my arms, and tied my hands back down to the back two legs of the couch. I was sitting there helpless, unable to move, my legs spread and my cock sticking straight up.

Then she went into another room. I waited in anticipation for what was to come. She came back with a strange device. It looked like a guillotine, but a smaller version of it. I asked her what she was going to do with it. She just told me not to worry, and I was going to have the best sex of my life. She stood the device right in front of me. I was getting a little nervous, especially when she lifted the blade with the string that was attached. She pulled the blade all the way up, and then tied the string to the top of the device so that the blade would stay in place.

My cock was going soft from seeing the blade. She noticed this, and put a pantyhose clad foot on my cock and massaged the head. Immediately my cock got hard again, and I forgot about the guillotine. She then picked up a thin rope from her toy box. She tied the rope around my cock, just below the head. She led the rope through the contraption, under the blade, and tied the other and of the rope to a door knob on the other side of the room. The door was closed, so it easily held my cock in place, which was sticking out straight ahead of me, tight under the blade. She pulled the rope tight, so that I had to lift my hips off of the couch. If I tried to sit back down, the rope would get tighter around my cock and pull it harder away from my body.

She smiled and said now the fun part would come. She stood up on the couch, directly in front of me so that her pussy was right by my mouth. I could smell her scent. She told me to lick it. I licked it through the pantyhose. It was starting to get moist.

Then she said we should get a little more dangerous. There was little I could do, but with

Her pantyhose covered legs and pussy in front of me, I didn’t really want to protest. She tore the crotch of her pantyhose, letting her pussy lips free.

Then she told me that I was going to lick it like I had never licked before. And to make sure I was a good boy, she would give me an incentive. I stared in horror as she untied the rope that was holding the guillotine blade in place, but I could not stop being excited by the beautiful pantyhose covered legs and the pussy in front of me. She said I would lick and sick until she was happy, and if I stopped, she would let go of the rope.

What could I do? I started to lick her pussy. I didn’t really mind.

She moaned a little. Then she put the rope in her mouth and bit down with her teeth to hold it. That way she could use both hands. She rubbed her breasts and her beautiful pantyhose covered ass. I just kept licking and sucking her pussy as she thrust her hips in my face. It was very exciting, and I loved her forcing me to please her like this, with my cock at stake. I still tried to sit down, but the rope on the end of my cock kept pulling in the other direction.

I could feel her pussy getting very wet.

Then she had her orgasm. Her hips thrust in my face, and as she did so, she opened her mouth in satisfaction, and the rope slipped from her lips.

I heard the swoosh of the blade as it came down. Then I no longer felt the tugging of the rope. It had stopped pulling on the end of my cock, and instead a much more horrible feeling had replaced it. I was now free to pull my hips back.

I realized immediately my penis had been severed. The pain was shocking, and I clenched my teeth together, right onto her pussy lips.

She jerked as she herself felt a sudden rush of pain in her genitals. She tried to pull herself away, just as I jerked my head back from the pain… She screamed.

She was still standing over me, and I could not see what my severed cock now looked like, all I knew was it hurt immensely. I bit down further, not even realizing I had ripped the top half of her pussy lips away, and they were now between my teeth.

Her hands went down to her pussy, trying to stop the bleeding and the pain. I opened my tear filled eyes long enough to see her crying.

I felt great remorse at what I had done, even though she lost far less than I. Her pussy would heal, and since half of it was still there, even though it was the bottom half, she could still experience sexual pleasure. As far as I knew at that time, my penis was gone forever, and I would never have sex again. Then I passed out.