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She was led into the jail, where she was treated with courtesy. The gaoler untied her and provided water and means for tiding herself up. A woman brought a clean short robe for her and she donned it, out of courtesy. After, she was offered food, although she barely tasted it.
Then she was lock up in a cell. The only one they have. She removed her gown and lied down in a bundle of rugs on the floor.
She was now almost at peace, even though the familiar mix of arousal and fear was always present.
She even managed to sleep for a few hours. Her last thoughts before falling asleep was:-I am just a naked pig, locked up in the slaughter house. To be sacrificed tomorrow. And I came willingly asking for it! And I don’t regret it. At least not yet!
Being less than to two hundred meters from the scaffold and less than 10 hours away of her execution, she expected to dream again with her beheading. But she experienced another dreamless night.
Before dawn, she was showed to a rustic bathroom. She used it and tidied herself up as best as she could. Then she was offered food again, but she just drank some tea. Then she was led to an interior patio and left there, alone and untied.
She realized immediately that the small inner yard lighted by the morning Sun, was in fact a torture chamber.
A wooden beam crossed the patio high, from wall to wall, with a pulley attached to it. A smaller piece, also of wood, a crossbar two meters long with several ropes hanging from it, was suspended from the pulley. Several leather whips were in sight. She shivered from fear and anticipation.
And suddenly he was there; he was Carlos, her executioner. She recognized him immediately and he was even more handsome than in the pictures.
She knelt in front of him.
Carlos made her rise and took her in his arms.
She was now trembling.
-What is it, did you change your mind? I don’t think that know l could be able to snake you out of here, but I can try...
-No...No! I haven’t changed my mind…is my destiny…I am ready…but...
-It’s just normal to be afraid. You are about to face a hard trial. You have made the most difficult choice electing to make your fantasy come true, and I admire you for that! And I will try to help you to make it as intense as possible.
I have been entrusted with executing your sentence. I will have to whip you and behead you. You are going to die. Do you understand that?
-Yes...
-And you still want to carry out your plan all the way?
-But...yes, of course! You know that this is my biggest dream!
-Yes but one thing is to dream about this in Honk Kong, and another very different to cross those doors- he indicated two big doors on the wall that faced the square.-Soon, when you cross that doors you will see the whole village waiting to see you die, and me on top of the scaffold waiting to kill you!
Her body shook imagining, but she said:
-I am ready. Take me!
-If this is what you want, it will certainly be a pleasure to perform my task today. You have been very brave! From now on, I will take care of everything; try to relax.
She shook her head.
-No, I do not want to relax. I want to experience what a condemned really feel in the same situation. And please, do not treat me some lady. Whip me, insult me and then abuse my body as you would if you were the executioner and I, one who was to be humiliated and to die by your sword.
-Very well, if this is what you wish. Carlos was surprised at her request. He had expected her needing to be comforted so that she could have the courage to face her chosen ordeal. But here she was, asking to be treated roughly, raped to be more precise. He was, however, also excited at the prospect. A beautiful woman was asking him to take full advantage of her body and to rough handle her in any way he liked. He could feel his manhood rising even as these thoughts ran through his mind.
-Trying to look unperturbed, he took out the hanging ropes he had prepared and her under the beam and started to tie her wrist together
-Carlos, I wish you to enjoy everything you are going to do to me today.
-Don’t worry. I will and you will die like a queen.
-Again, she shook her head.
-No! I have made up my mind. I will be brave but I do not want to put on a fake mask to meet my death. Do not make me die like a queen. Let me die as a slut, a condemned slut!
Carlos could control his lust no more. With fire in his eyes, he test-cracked his whip once and it made a loud sound as it hit the floor.
-Will marks be left on my body with the whipping? She asked.
-Carlos laughed.
- So, you wish to die a slut but still dying beautiful. No, the flogging will hurt, but won’t leave your skin marked and you will be beautiful on the scaffold.
At this she gave out a sigh of relief.
He finished tying her with her arms apart and pulled her up until her feet barely touched the ground.
She was now breathing heavily, expecting with great arousal the first stroke of Carlos’s whip.
She was surprised for the immediate and powerful connection established between her, a woman sentenced to die and her Executioner.
She had immediately liked him on the pictures, but this was much stronger than she expected. She was now convinced that she will give him immense pleasure with her torture and beheading, and just that, was enough for her to offer her live.
But on the other hand, she could feel how much he wanted to please her, as strange as it sounded, torturing and beheading her!
And at last, the whip landed on her flesh for the first time!
She twitched at the pain and surprise, but also experienced a very strange and powerful sensation. The moment the pain subsided, she repositioned her body wishing to receive the next!
She could feel the link strengthening. Both of them could! Carlos was whipping Hitomi for her pleasure and she wanted to be flogged for his!
Soon she was sensually twisting and dancing from the ropes as if she wanted to evade another landing of the whip but actually trying to offer everything to it. He started with her back and soon her ass, back and tights were red hot. He turned her around and continued the flogging while she offered her tits and cunt, thrusting her hips forward, to the whip.
Every crack of the leather against her skin was like an electric discharge for both of them.
Offering herself to Carlos in such a complete way, she was feeling much more pleasure than pain. Moans of pleasure replaced the moans of pain and she had her first climax soon.
-Aaaarrh…whip me! I deserve to be whip and I deserve to die…she was lost in her fantasy now. No longer a successful business woman, she had changed her role to a common female criminal about to die, a slut who had copulated with strange men she never knew in her life willingly and this actually freed her from her former self, having to put up a mask of cool pretence as the boss of her employees. For the very first time in her life, she understood what it was to be a woman, a woman of flesh and blood, of desire and she was willing to die for this. She knew she had made the right choice…
But when after a long period of punishment their eyes met, Carlos threw the whip aside and took Hitomi in her arms, kissing her mouth hard.
She returned the kiss with the same passion while whispering in his ear:
-Whip me harder! Use me! Take me! Please take me to the scaffold! I am yours to die!
He couldn’t believe how powerful their feelings were and soon was deep inside her, lifting her body with his powerful thrusts amid her long moans. Soon both of them exploded screaming in an incredible orgasm, and when they recovered a little, still locked in a tight embrace, she again whispered in a hoarse voice:
-Just to have experienced this, it’s worth my head and my life!
Still panting he said:
-I wish I had met you in other circumstances. I will never meet another woman like you.
-Don’t fool yourself. This circumstance is the main element of what we are feeling. We know that very soon, I will be knelling by the block stretching my neck, so you can behead me!...That is a huge part of this experience!
...So take the whip and keep flogging me! Do your duty, my love!
Hearing her call him her love revived his energy and took up the whip again.
He kept punishing her. Understanding her body language and aiming at the parts she proffered for him and wanted kissed by the whip. He took her again and again from behind and looking into her eyes...at last she was dangling from the beam, exhausted by the pain and the pleasure.
Carlos put the whip away and took her down.
He led her to a bench and explained to Hitomi how her execution was going to take place. She listened with great attention.
Then they practiced the position she will have to take at the block and how to kneel with her hands crossed at her back.
Last of all, still kneeling in front of him, she asked Carlos to let her take him in her mouth.
-I want to have your flavour in my mouth when I die-she explained-So when you lift my severed head, you will know that your seed is in my mouth. So, he let her suck him until he came once again sprouting in her mouth.
-I am ready - she told Carlos when she finished licking his penis. Then he explained to her:
-One last thing, some people say that a person remains conscious for several seconds after being beheaded. Just in case, I will be quick picking up your head from the basket, and while showing it I will try to show you your own body so you can see it if you are still conscious. Would you like to see your beheaded body?
-Oh, yes please! That would be a most precious gift you give me! I want to see how my body looks after the head has been cut off. If I can still feel, I am sure I will have a last round of orgasm then…
-After a pause, she asked, What are you going to do with my body without my head?
-It will be left on display for a day and then dragged out of the village for dogs, as you wished.
-Good! She responded with satisfaction in her voice. She never wanted a decent burial and now she had her wish. She could imagine how her lovely torso being pulled apart by fighting dogs and her flesh torn out to fill the stomachs of those poor, hungry dogs.
-I have to go now. There are things to prepare. In about an hour you will be led to the scaffold by that door. I will be waiting for you. Be brave. Everything will be done according to your fantasy.
He left, and the woman that brought her breakfast returned. She was led to the bathroom again, and when she finished, led her back to the yard and tied again her arms and hands at her back. For the last time, Hitomi reflected.
The woman put her robe over her shoulders and left her alone. She sat peacefully again on the bench, enjoying the Sun.
After what she thought a very short time, the gaoler came into the yard, opened the door and by signs instructed her to rise.
When she reached the door, she gasped. As she had anticipated the door opened to the village square, with the scaffold in the middle.
The whole village population had gathered in the space. Every man, woman and child had come to witness her beheading. On the scaffold with a big scimitar sword, Carlos was waiting to cut her head off. All conversations died and every person looked at her.
Suddenly she was trembling with fear; There was no way she was going to be able to walk to her executioner! She wanted to run, to tell everybody that she had changed her mind that she didn’t want to die anymore! But of the hundreds of people gathered on the square only three, she reflected, knew that she had planned all this, asked for it! And those three were Carlos, the Mullah and Mahmud...
Then, she saw Mahmud. He was dressed in local clothes standing by the door, very close to her. His eyed locked and she got her courage back and nodded.
-It’s everything arranged to your liking?-He was uttering words with his lips in silence but she understood him.
-Everything is perfect; you've outdone yourself. This is the best holiday of my life! And for the look of it, is going to be the last!- What about the filming? She replied in the same way with her lip-movement.
-Don’t worry I have three cameras working since yesterday. Everything will be there.
-Good, please masturbate for me all the way.
-She saw Mahmud nodded and knew he understood her perfectly. He had already slip his right hand underneath the robe he was wearing.
Her beautiful 34c breasts were already trying to escape from the robe which had been thrown over her shoulders. She noticed he was following her with his eyes, focusing on the exposed part of her breasts.
-Goodbye Mahmud; It is nice to know you but I have an appointment with my executioner! She conveyed her farewell without speaking.
-And she could feel his reply done in similar fashion:
-Goodbye, Hitomi I will remember you as long as I live!
She smiled, and taking a deep breath, started her last walk.
Carlos was also waiting for her from the scaffold.
The silenced broke and the people parted to let her pass and started to tell her every kind of things. She couldn’t understand the words, but the meanings again, were clear enough!
Some were just insults undoubtedly; other judging by the tone were comments of admiration and some of them sounded very much full of pity for her and her fate.
Mahmud had given back her courage and she walked proud, determined and very excited to meet her death.
She climbed the stairs without faltering and swinging her bum erotically for the public benefit.
Carlos met her on top. He took hold of a corner and tore away her robe, leaving her naked. The crowd gasped.
Taking Hitomi by her elbow, Carlos led her to face the four sides of the platform, exhibiting the naked condemned woman to the audience.
Every time she was instructed to turn around, so everybody could have a good view of her body from all sides.
In front of the Mullah both inclined their heads and the holy man answered in the same way, with a sad but also lustful expressions in his face.
Now Carlos with a hand on her ass led her to the block, where she knelt without hesitation. She had judged the distance carefully and now adjusted her approach to make sure she did not stumble.
-Do not lean on the block yet. There is no hurry. Now I am going to tie your ankles. Because you wanted to go tied like a sow in the slaughter house isn’t it? Carlos whispered into her ear.
-She nodded, crossing her ankles. Her breathing was now elaborated and her arousal mounting. She couldn’t believe how close she was now to the fulfilment of her darkest fantasies...and to the end of her life!
He finished bonding her and whispered:
-Ready. Now the only thing left it’s to sacrifice the sow. Again, there is no hurry. Everybody is enjoying this. Remember my instructions. When you feel ready lean on the block, stretch your neck as much as you can. Then, open your hands, and when you are ready for the sword, close them making a fist as a signal.
I will behead you then.
-Yes. Thank you so much Carlos. She knew those were her last words
A great silence had descended over the village. Kneeling by the block with her back still proudly straight, she looked around taking everything in. She could feel every pair of eyes on her naked body and she felt so excited, her proud breasts with pointed nipples, her waist narrow, her bare bottom and sexy...she knew she looked gorgeous!...Then she made out Mahmud in front of her, very close to the scaffold and nodded to him once again. He smiled back and she leaned her head on the block without hesitation. When her neck touched the wood part, another powerful shiver went through her whole body.
In front of her eyes was the basket that where her head would soon fall.
Every detail was so exciting!
She could now feel the breeze caressing her naked flesh, her breasts over-hanging, pressed against the wooden block, her ass high with her legs parted, giving a perfect view of her moist cunt.
She carefully adjusted her position, trying to look the best and thought how her beautiful tied body will soon look without her head!
Her executioner, with the pretence of adjusting her position, touched her buttocks and slid a finger between her legs, pressuring her clitoris hard.
Hitomi wasn’t expecting it and an incredibly powerful orgasm racked her. She fought hard to maintain her position so that the orgasm would last longer and when the waves of pleasure subsided, gasped:
-Thank you, Carlos! Behead me now, I am ready!
She locked her eyes on Mahmud’s and taking a deep breath, stretched he neck to give Carlos a good target and closed her hands.
Everything was exactly right, this was her destiny and she felt happy, as she sensed Carlos lifting his scimitar. She was smiling when she heard the sword come down whistling.
She felt the blow and for an instant thought that Carlos had missed.
Then the basket rose to her and she realized that she had been beheaded!
She then saw the crowd again as the Executioner lifted her head from the basket for everyone to see.
And her body; She saw her body, as in her dream, with no head now, still for a second and then falling sideways, sprouting a long jet of blood from the severed neck, her legs also fought twice against her bonds and came to rest face up, her breasts quivering, the nipples erect betraying her pleasure, beautiful, sexy, elegant and headless!
Hands and ankles bound, with her magnificent breasts and sex in plain view.
-Ooh! My corpse looks very sexy-she thought as darkness started to close on her.
-I did it! I got my fantasy...I had been executed...and everything is all right...-And those were her last conscious thought...
THE END
