Guillotine Girl

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I love October.  I can check out all sorts of weird acts and crazy scenes with no one calling me different.  I go to all the local haunted houses just in hopes of seeing my favorite combination of girls, submission, bondage, guillotines and willingness.  There are many places with a dungeon theme during Halloween festivities.  I was walking thru one when I stopped and my jaw dropped as my cock came up.

There she was, a pretty school girl, dressed in a loose white Grecian thing crying as she was laid face up on a short guillotine bench.  I had walked into the middle of an 'execution' scene.  There were two husky guys in black leather hoods and a worn, wooden, wicked-looking 8 foot guillotine, complete with a damsel in distress.

She whimpered and cried and then gave a great scream as the blade was released.  Her face was away from us, hidden by the stock.  Her body gave a massive jerk and relaxed completely as much as her ropes allowed.  One executioner reached into a wicker basket and lifted a blond head with shocked eyes and dripping thick red stuff.   My pants were tight at this point so I just stayed in a dark corner as the gasps and comments flowed on out of the room with the other paying customers.  My hand rubbed the front of my pants in a furtive way and I caught my breath as the room lights darkened.

I stayed in a back corner as more customers came in and listened to the ominous music of the dark room.  When the room filled up the lights came on, this Halloween scene showed an empty guillotine and the two executioners.  I noticed the walls were the classic fake stone and plenty of manacles, whips, rusty iron torture instruments were hung for 'atmosphere'.  They stood facing the crowd, with arms crossed in front, searching our faces. They caught sight of the pretty girl in white, now amongst the customers and grabbed her without a comment.  She gave a startled squeal and looked around with wide-open, questioning eyes.

Her wrists were quickly roped behind her back criss-cross fashion and she started whimpering and protesting.  They led her to the bench of the guillotine and then spun her around so her back was to the bench and she faced the crowd.  When her ankles were roped together she started pleading with the always silent executioners.  Being totally ignored scared her as she started crying and asking for her money back.  The executioners only response was to slowly haul the dripping red blade up to top of the guillotine.  The crowd was hushed and most were pretty sure this was all part of the Halloween scene but some were edging towards the exit.

As the blade clicked and locked at the top, the pretty girl trembled and tried to run away.  The executioners had no trouble with that and forced her to lay down on the bench with her tied wrists underneath, facing up.  The bloody stock was raised and the top of the bench slid forward so her neck was under the stock.  The bench was not full length so her butt was just barely on the bench.  As she struggled her tunic worked its way higher much to the delight of my twitching cock.  A massive leather belt was buckled over her waist and the stock slammed home over her neck.  The pretty girl was trapped and her screams showed she knew it.  I made sure I got a great view of her breasts responding to the deep breaths and struggles along with those feminine white panties being flashed occasionally.

At this point the music was building to a crescendo and then stopped dead.  The crowd of customers held their breath and the girl stopped whimpering trying to figure out what the sudden silence meant.  The evil grin of the executioner as his hand slowly went for the blade release caught everyone's attention.  We all heard the ominous click at the top of the guillotine and the pretty girl screamed as she watched the blade descend upon her bare, vulnerable, helpless, feminine neck.

Again the crowd heard the solid thunk of the blade, a scream instantly cut off, a girl's body jerk and relax.  When the bloody head was lifted from the basket, the crowd sort of separated, guys edging closer and girls edging away.  The lights darkened and again the customers and comments moved on.

I was not going to move from this room for the rest of the night.  This was what I had been looking for all those years hanging out at horror shows, magic acts, Halloween spook houses.  Not only was this the most realistic execution I had ever seen, the girl stole my heart with her gorgeous, trusting, naive, sweet eyes.  Of course her boobs and panties did wonders for my cock too.

As the crowd left the dark room I concentrated on the girl and could just barely make out as she was helped up, untied and went to a side door.  Since I was looking for her now, I noticed as she wandered in with the rest of the customers.  I stood beside her and whispered a "GREAT SHOW" to her.  She looked up at me and smiled.

How I envied those guards as they got to tie up my pretty mystery girl time and again that night.  I stayed thru every show and she kept wandering thru the crowd and casually picking me out to stand next to.  I couldn't ask her anything there but I was sure willing to wait until the haunted house closed down.  After she started brushing my swollen cock during the darkness, you couldn't get me out of there with a pack of wild dogs.

After the last show, the executioner guards looked bored and talked about getting a beer.  My pretty girl in white came out to me and thanked me for staying the whole night.  I replied the pleasure was all mine and she gave my cock a quick squeeze and told me she believed me.

Her name was Emily and I drove her to my home that night.  I asked her about the bloody head.  She said everyone assumes the basket starts out empty instead of with a planted fake head.  A sponge at the bottom insures it will drip every time it is lifted up.  Turns out the head was molded exactly from Emily's face.  It was expensive but worth it for all the years it has worked.

I couldn't believe my luck to find a pretty girl who enjoyed bondage and Dolcette scenes and even owned her own guillotine.  I mentally devoted my life to her when I found she kept it in her bedroom.  She smiled and said that made it more......'convenient'.

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