This story is full of gore and explicit vivid bloody details.
Torture, pain and worst kind of killing is used for sexual highs.
If this isn't your cup of tea, you maybe won't enjoy reading this.
My first published story like this.
English isn't my native language. I don't know, how good or disruptive my writing ist for you, I'll be happy on feedback!
Lily's fingers tightened on the handles of the knife, feeling the cold steel against her sweaty skin. The blade gleamed in the dim light of the room, reflecting her wide, terrified eyes. She knew what was coming. She knew what she wanted. It was wrong, it was twisted, but she couldn't deny it any longer. The thought of being gutted, of feeling the sharp pain and the warm blood spill out of her, filled her with an intense arousal. Her heart pounded, her breath quickened, and she felt the heat between her legs grow.
It wasn't just the pain. It was the complete surrender, the utter helplessness. To have her insides exposed, her vulnerable organs laid bare. To be at the mercy of someone else, completely powerless. She couldn't explain it, couldn't justify it. But the need, the desire, was overwhelming. She had to know what it felt like, had to experience it for herself.
Lily closed her eyes, savoring the moment. She felt the blade against her skin, the coolness a stark contrast to the heat of her arousal. She took a deep breath, steadying herself. This was it. This was what she wanted.
She would do it once. Just to feel it. Just to know. Then she would tie herself up and be fastened to the andreas cross. Then Luna would continue.
With a bit of hesitation, Lily very slowly stick the knife into her abdomen, savoring all of it. The pain was immediate, sharp and burning. She gasped, her eyes widening as she felt the blade cut through her skin and muscle. The sensation was intense, overwhelming. She could feel the heat of her blood as it began to flow from the wound, the stickiness as it coated her skin.
When its about 8cm in her, she stops and just looks, how dark, thick blood runs out the small and deep wound.
She pulled the knife out, and a fresh wave of pain washed over her. She whimpered, her legs trembling as she tried to stay upright. But the pain wasn't the only thing she was feeling. Along with the agony, there was a rush of pleasure, a heady mixture of pain and lust that made her head spin.
This rush goes directly into her sex, tingling, heating up and pricking. She immediatly gets wet down there. It's like her vulva panting for stimulation.
Lily looked down at the wound, mesmerized by the sight of her own blood flowing from her body. It was a deep, crimson red, almost black in the dim light. She reached down, tentatively touching the cut. The pain flared again, but so did the pleasure. She moaned, her body responding to the dual sensations.
As if by accident the tip of her index finger slides in, exploring the opening.
She knew she needed more. She needed to feel it deeper, to experience the full extent of the pain and pleasure that she craved. With trembling hands, she raised the knife again, positioning it just above the first cut. She hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest, but she knew she couldn't stop now. She had to see this through, no matter how terrifying it was.
Luna steps forward out of the dark, from where she was watching and softly grabs Lily's knife-hand.
"Honey, I know you want immediatly more, but remember your wish and plan for you. We have all the time in the world, to fully savor this, get the most óut of it."
She looks understanding and seductive into Lily's eyes.
"I got as well horny and wet like you. But I know, there will be much more for us. So what do you think, honey?" Luna asks serious and caring.
Lily took a shaky breath, trying to calm her racing heart. Luna's words echoed in her mind, reminding her of the plan she had made. It was true, she didn't have to rush this. She could take her time, savor every moment of this twisted experience.
She looked at Luna, meeting her gaze with a mixture of fear and anticipation. "You're right," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I can wait. I want to make this last."
Luna smiled, her eyes gleaming with an understanding that only someone who shared Lily's dark desires could have. "Good girl," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "We have all night. Let's make it count."
Together, they walked over to the Andreas cross that stood in the middle of the room. It was tall and imposing, its wooden frame a stark contrast to the softness of Lily's skin. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she approached it, her heart racing with anticipation.
This will be the last time she surrenders herself to anything. She anticipate herself tightly bond to it, no chance of fight or escape.
She shudders excited.
Luna helped Lily to lean against the cross, positioning her body so that her arms were stretched out to the sides and her legs were spread apart. Kneeing before her, Luna sees Lilys spreaded vagina at eye level. Sees her small, fresh labia, fluffy and moisten. She could immediately put her tongue in it, but holds back.
The cold wood against Lily's skin sent a chill through her, but it was quickly replaced by a warmth that spread from her core. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and it only added to her arousal. Every nerve in her body was on fire, every sensation heightened to an almost unbearable degree. Her body was already responding, her pussy throbbing with need, her juices starting to flow.
Luna fastened the straps around Lily's wrists and ankles, securing her to the cross. The leather was soft against her skin, but the restraints were tight, unyielding. She tugged at them experimentally, feeling the slight give in the leather, but knowing that she wouldn't be able to break free. The realization sent a thrill through her, a mix of fear and excitement that made her heart race.
The so constantly stretched and strained limbs stacked to her feeling of devotion.
Lily whimpered as Luna tightened the last strap, securing her ankle to the cross. She was spread wide now, completely at Luna's mercy. The cool air of the room caressed her skin, heightening her senses. She could feel every slight movement of the restraints, every shift of her body against the wood. And she could feel the wetness between her legs, the evidence of her arousal that she couldn't hide.
"You look beautiful like this," Luna whispered, her breath hot against Lily's ear. "So helpless, so exposed. It's like you were made for this." Luna's hands traced down Lily's sides, feather-light touches that made her shiver. "I'm going to enjoy every moment of this, Lily. Every cut, every reaction of yours, every drop of blood. And so will you." She slides her hand down to Lily's pussy, feels how wet, warm, and slippery it is. Her clit is already hard and visible. She slides her fingers over it and feels how Lily immediately starts to shiver.
Lily moaned softly, her head falling back against the cross. Luna's touch was electric, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. She couldn't deny the truth in her words. This was what she had wanted, what she had craved. And now, with Luna's skilled hands on her body, she knew that she had made the right decision. She was ready for whatever came next, ready to embrace the pain and the pleasure that awaited her.
This is all hers. She now surrenders fully to her fetish. To her and Luna's desires. She wants to be taken by her and her knife.
"Please," she begged, her voice barely audible. "... s-start. I... can barely h-hold o-out an..nny more..." she trembles from her own words.
Luna stepped back, picking up the knife that Lily had dropped earlier. She examined it briefly, making sure that the blade was clean and sharp. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, she brought the point of the knife to rest against Lily's sternum. The cold metal felt like ice against her heated skin, a stark contrast that made her gasp.
"Remember," Luna said, her voice low and husky. "This is what you want. Embrace it, feel it, enjoy it. We're in this together, Lily." Her words were reassuring, but there was an underlying edge of excitement, of anticipation, that mirrored Lily's own feelings. She gently starts to press the tip into Lily's skin, watching how the skin breaks and how a small trickle of blood is starting to run down Lily's body, following gravity, sideways the belly button, slightly strafing her labia, and continuing down her leg.
Lily nodded, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She closed her eyes, focusing on the sensation of the knife against her skin. It was a small pressure at first, barely noticeable, but then it started to increase. She felt the skin give way, the sharp pain of the blade cutting into her. It was intense, overwhelming, and yet... she wanted more.
Luna focuses on only opening the surface of skin and muscles, not going deeper at the moment.
As slow as possible Luna slides down the knife, opening Lily more and more.
Lily's voice increases: "Ah!.. Aah! Aaaaaahhh! Uuaaargghhh!..." this continues with Lunas making progress.
Lily feels how her skin and flesh is opened, spreading apart. Because of her stretched body, the tension widens the new opening on herself.
This cutting and tearing tortures Lily more and more.
Her face distorts, her screams change to more grumbing: "Uurgh! Uuuaaahhhrghhh!..."
In this moment so much feelings are firing in Lilys body.
Everything else fades away, leaving only the knife and Luna. Each cut is a doorway opening in her flesh, revealing new depths of feeling. She surrenders completely, allowing the pain to wash through her like a dark baptism. Yet intertwined with this suffering is a golden thread of pleasure that weaves itself around the agony, making it bearable, making it addictive. Her body betrays her, responding with physical intensity—muscles trembling, breath coming in ragged gasps, blood pumping furiously. It's terrifying and exhilarating, a rush of sensations that threaten to consume her entirely. She's no longer sure if she wants it to stop or continue forever.
As Luna continued her work, the room filled with Lily's cries and whimpers. She tried to focus on the pleasure, to let it overshadow the pain, but it was a constant battle. With each new cut, she felt herself slipping further and further away from reality, into a world where pain and pleasure were the only truths that mattered.
“Almost there,” Luna murmured, her voice soft but steady. “You're doing so well, Lily. Just a little more.” She slid the knife down Lily's abdomen, leaving a trail of blood in its wake. The blade caught on the skin just above her pubic bone, and Luna paused, looking up at her captive.
Lily's eyes were closed, her head lolling to one side. She was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly. A sheen of sweat covered her skin, making her glow in the dim light of the room.
“Open your eyes, Lily,” Luna commanded. “I want you to see what I'm doing.” Slowly, Lily's eyes fluttered open. She looked down at her body, at the long, jagged cut that Luna had made. It was deep enough that she could see layers of muscle and fat beneath the skin, and blood was welling up from the wound, running down her sides and legs.
“Beautiful,” Luna breathed. She reached out and gently touched the edges of the cut, spreading them apart slightly. Lily gasped, her body tensing at the new sensation. The pain was sharp and intense, but there was something else there too, something that she couldn't quite put into words.
“You're doing so well,” Luna repeated. “I'm so proud of you.” She leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Lily's stomach, just above the wound. The touch was gentle, almost loving, and it sent shivers down Lily's spine.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “I... I'm glad you're here with me.” Luna smiled and stood up straight, looking into Lily's eyes. “I wouldn't want to be anywhere else,” she said. “Now, shall we continue?”
"Uaarghh... Y-yes,... But no..." Lilys facial expression changes. The distortion calms down, getting to soft, even begging, needy.
"Oh Luna. I-I want it sooo m-much... Ooaargh... Uh!... To b-be touched..."
"Shh Sweatheart!" Luna puts her index finger on Lilys mouth.
"I know. Just close your eyes and feel whats there and whats coming."
Luna moved with slow, deliberate movements, her hands caressing Lily's body. She started at her shoulders, massaging the tense muscles there before moving down to her breasts. She cupped them gently, kneading the soft flesh and tweaking Lily's nipples until they were hard and aching.
Lily moaned softly, arching her back as much as she could. The restraints held her firmly in place, but she felt like she was floating, like Luna's touch was the only thing keeping her tethered to the earth.
Lily felt Luna's hands move lower, tracing patterns on her skin before coming to rest on her hips. For a moment, Luna just held her there, her thumbs rubbing small circles into the flesh. Then, slowly, she began to move her hands down Lily's thighs. She was careful to avoid the wound, focusing instead on the sensitive skin of Lily's inner thighs.
Lily gasped, her legs tensing as Luna's fingers danced across her skin. The touch was light, almost ticklish, but it sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
“Oh god,” she moaned, her head falling back against the cross. She seemed a bit angry. “d-don't tease m-me... Argh!.. An-nymooore.. Pleeease!
Just FUCK MY LEWD CUNT ALREADY! Ahaha!... " Tears running down Lilys cheeks.
Luna instantly pushes two fingers into Lilys throbbing, dripping, open and needy vulva.
Just this first contact brings Lily over the edge - all of the build up tension explodes at once:
"Aaaaaaaaahhhh! Argh! Yessssss! Ahahah! Yeeees! Fuck me, Fuck my pussy! Yeees! I can't stop! Oahh! Ah! Aah! Aaaaahhhhh! Argh!"
Luna smiles, and while finger fucking her, she starts to rub with her other hand over Lilys open wound, that was made before, and was opened already a lot, because of the tension in Lilys body.
Lilys reaction is immediate:
"OH FFFUUUUUUUUCK! I CUM SO HARD! UAARGGHH! OHHH! MY! GOD! YEEESSSSS!"
The first touch of the wound is so intense, that it's enough for the whole orgasm.
Lily is shaking, screaming, crying, moaning, cumming.
Her pussy is squeezing and sucking Lunas fingers inside her.
Lily continues to cum, over and over, with the constant stimulation of the wound and the fingering.
Lily is in a state of continuous orgasms, the pain of the wound making them more intense, more powerful. She's lost all sense of time, of reality. All that matters is the feeling, the sensation, the pleasure mixed with pain. She's floating in a sea of ecstasy, unable to tell where one orgasm ends and another begins.
Lily's body is completely open now, her wound gaping wide. Luna's fingers slide inside, touching sensitive organs, feeling the slickness of blood and other fluids. It's an invasive, intimate sensation, and Lily feels like she's being torn apart from the inside out.
Her throat is raw from screaming, her muscles aching from the constant tension. She feels like she might pass out at any moment, but somehow she manages to hold on, to keep feeling, to keep experiencing this intense pleasure-pain.
After a long while Lilys body relaxes a bit.
Her mind gets aware of the room and the situation again.
Lily looks down on herself and is a bit shocked: Luna is sprinkled all over with her blood. Some loose organs already hanging out of her gaping belly.
It seems her body was shook immensely by her climaxes.
"Open more... of me" she said straight with new confident clarity.
That in turn gives Luna a shiver. Now she had the moment to recognize her own throbbing arousal. It tingles full-body, at top pulsating between her legs.
"I will honey... But just for your knowledge, I am so turned on at this moment. Don't mind, if I touch myself, while I cut you more open?"
Lily smiles weakly: "This on the.. Oah... o-other hand makes me h.. horny ag-gain. I w-wish, you h-had more h-hands.. Ouh!"
"Ah! That reminds me of a bunch of great electric toys I brought with!" Luna says, her face lightens.
She smiles bright.
"Y-yes! I W-would like to.. Urgh.. to cum W-with y-you t-tog-gether... Hooaarghh.. " Lily's voice was strained, but there was a clear eagerness in it.
"I'm glad to hear that," Luna said, a wicked smile spreading across her face. "Because I've got something really special planned for you."
With that, Luna walked over to a big bag. She claims a lot of dildos, plugs, vibrators and other toys and took them onto a table, so Lily could see them good enough.
Lilys opens her eyes wide.
Luna says softly:" I know, some of them looks a bit frightened, because of their size or structure.
I just was thinking: If you want to feel dreadful pain by been gutted conscious, maybe you would like to be impaled by a horror version of a..."
"Yes" Lily interrupts Luna short.
Both look at each other and smile indecent.
Luna grabs one from the table and holds it up. It is a very long, thin (maybe more normal-wide) vibrator with a ball-shape at the end above the handle.
She clicks and it starts to humm.
"Before I push this fully and deeply into your butt, I will lubricate it. This will maybe feel strange..."
With that said, Luna circumspectly works it into Lilys gaping abdomen. She hardly tries to navigate it between the different organs, to get it more in without a further injury.
Lily squeals out loud her surprise: "Oouuaaahh! Ohaaa! Oh god! Aaauuoaaahhrghhaa!.. that's... so.. Ahhhaaahhhaa! W-weird... s-so... intense. I-i can feel it... inside m-me. It's like... Oah!... Ough! Auuuh! It's like... " Lily continues, but only with unintelligible moans and groans.
She writhes against her restraints, her body shuddering with strange, uncomfortable feelings. The vibrations from the vibrator inside her are unlike anything she's ever experienced. They're deep and penetrating, sending waves of stimulation coursing through her entire body. She can't help but writhe against her restraints.
She's still completely helpless, unable to move or escape the intense sensations. But also unwittingly bending her belly forwards to Luna within the scope of her possibilities . The feeling of the vibrator inside her is overwhelming, making her feel like she might lose her mind.
If there weren't so much flooding blood, one could see her pussy dripping it's wetness.
Luna looks excited at Lily, emphasizing her unique feelings. With her other hand she rubs and circles on her own vulva, bringing herself close to cumming.
But she stops, she wants to cum with Lily and waits for the right moment.
Lily is breathing heavily, her whole body trembling. She can barely think straight, her mind consumed by the overwhelming sensations.
"Ah! Ooouuhh! P-please... Ahh! W-what? ! I-I n-need... Aaugh!" Lily stumbles, her voice is shaky and desperate, but also filled with anticipation. She is surely overwhelmed by this special impressions in her open body.
Luna managed to stick it deep enough into Lilys torso, that it holds on his own. She gets on her knees and start licking and fingering Lily, while using her other hand furthermore on herself.
The feeling of Luna's tongue on her clit is almost too much to bear. Lily's body tenses, her back arching as much as it can against the restraints. The vibrations inside her seem to amplify the sensations, making every touch feel electric.
The pleasure builds quickly, reaching a crescendo that threatens to overwhelm her. Lily feels herself teetering on the edge of oblivion, the line between pain and pleasure blurring until they accelerate each other.
In this state, time loses all meaning. The only constants are the relentless vibrations inside her and Luna's skilled mouth working her to a fever pitch. It's too much, not enough, everything all at once.
Lily's world narrows to a single point of sensation. She feels the vibrations deep within her, resonating with every cell of her body. Luna's tongue sends thrusts of electric waves from Lily's clit, and Lunas fingers rubbing deep Lily's G-Spot.
Suddenly, without warning, she tips over the edge. The orgasm crashes through her like a tidal wave, ripping through her body with a force that leaves her breathless and gasping. It's the most intense, overwhelming thing she's ever felt, consuming her entirely.
Lily is lost in the throes of ecstasy, her body wracked with waves of pleasure that seem to go on forever. She's completely at Luna's mercy, unable to do anything but ride out the sensations coursing through her.
Luna at the same time increases her movement on herself. She slowly starts to scream muffled, still submerged into Lily's sex. Her own climax comes slow but steady, the intensification doesn't seem to stop. As her voice, it already sounds harsh, unhuman.
Lily spasm hard in her restraints, her squirting shoots directly into Lunas eyes.
Because of her movement, the vibrator slips out of her intestines and falls on Lunas head: "Ouch!"
She smiles and slowly calms down from her orgasm.
She take the long vibrator, looks again into Lily's face. There she cam see eagerness and also discomfort.
Lily points the tip of the fully blood-smeared toy vague to Lily's back-entrance. Now she has a closer look and targets the tip exactly on Lily's anus.
She grabs the handle strong with both hands and says a bit funny: This could feel weird... "
Luna pushes up with all the got.
A primeval shriek from Lily gives Luna instantly goosebumps. Only the lower ball shape isn't inside. Luna prepares for the final push.
Lily breathes hart, the shock sits in her body. She never had anything in there before, this feels so strange, yet to lewd... She feels dirty but horny.
She feels the next push coming. Her eyes go wide open. The pain is intense, she screams again, her whole body is shaking and tensing up in the restraints.
The ball shape pushes in, her anus relaxes a bit. Lily tries to calm down her body.
She looks at Luna, she is breathing deep, she tries to stay calm, but her eyes show the pain.
Lily continues: "Oh m-my.. I.. I can't! Ahh! It's s-so deep! I can fe-e-eel it! Uaarghh! B-behind my b-bowels!"
Luna clicks and the vibrator starts to work.
"Uhuhuuuuh... Uuaaahh.. Hah! It's... W-will... Uh! I-I-I.. Ahhhhh! It's... Huuh!..." Lily's body shakes constantly,while she stumbling tries to explain her feelings to Luna.
But how could she, it's so strangely new for her. She feels her body filled by the vibration. Her anus contracts around the shaft and in her vulva she feels a new type of urge... It's so much at once and at the same time she desperately wants so much more. As if this long, deep and strong vibrating stick just increases her longing.
Luna sits open legged in front of Luna and gives her a sign to not talk anymore.
Then she grabs the same model from the table and stand herself very close to Lily and explains:
"I will do the same, and I need lubrication as well. Let me see, if there is maybe another source IN you..." she smiles devious and squats down.
She clicked it on and starts inserting it into Lily's vulva. Luna rotates it, it went smooth in more and more.
Lily is shaking and moaning more.
Half way in, Luna feels a resistance.
" That's not enough!... " and pushes it again hard. With a plop it gets deeper.
Lily screams in agony again. The pain of her uterus opened this brutal way makes her head spinning.
Luna feels the resistance, her eyes sparkle bright.
She pushes again with all her power.
Lily feels her cervix widening.
She is now screaming, crying, yelling, her voice unhuman, her eyes roll in her head.
Luna is in ecstasy. She pushed it through, she feels the tip of the vibrator deep in the uterus of Lily and now pushes and twists it with small movements, but keeping it in the vulnerable, sensitive organ.
While Lily cries in agony Luna fastly rubs and flaps her own pussy, moaning ecstatic and cums fast.
She keeps penetrating Lily like this for three more sqirting orgasms of herself.
Lily still cries and whimpers. Her tormemted uterus suffers like hell. But there is more.
She feels herself writhing in agony, organs flutter out of her abdomen, strong vibrations deep in her core...
And at the same time: She was never so full! So completely used.
She feels wicked, deeply depraved. Like this is a new high of submission, be conquered, being perverted, abused, violated.
Deep in her, under all this, rises a twisted, voluptuous lust, craving for all this.
She wants to be impaled everywhere, filled, stuffed.
Dreadfully consumed, wrecked.
"Nngghhhuuuaaaaaouaaahh!.."
Lily cums raging hard with her whole body. The tension let her blood pressure explode, fluids gushing out of her everywhere.
Her mouth and eyes wide open, screaming. Her mind overstrained. All this feelings, that she is fucked, breached, wrecked, abused and this feels so... good, feels right. The pain is immense, but at the same time, it feels like it should be, like it's where it belongs. As if her body was made for this kind of suffering, for this wicked form of pleasure.
After this endlessly orgasms of both, Luna carefully pulls the vibrator out of Lilys uterus and vulva.
Lily sighs relieved.
Luna puts the handle on the floor, the stick bolt upright and positioned herself over it.
She squats down a bit and tries to point the tip into her own back entrance.
Lily looks curious. Her exposed insides dried a bit, her blood trickle curdled.
Now Luna pushes her back down, to let the long shaft penetrate her deep.
She moans. The first push just get it in a little bit. Her face is already distorted, but she pushes again.
"Ough!"
This time, a third of it dissapeared in Luna. Now she gives more of her weight on it and jerks steady, manages to slide it more an more up her inner back.
"Ah! Ah! AH! Ouh! Ahr.." It is really displeasing, but she reaches the ball at the end.
She breathes in deeply and pushes hard.
Luna screams out the quick shock: "Ahhh! Uh uh..." and its in. The ball held the vibrator inside, like in Lily.
She tries to calm down.
Luna, her legs trembling, her hands on her hips, looks at Lily. Then at her blood-smeared crotch.
She smiles.
Lily smiles back.
Lily wants more.
Lily needs more.
She whispers: "More.. Hmm..I.. need.. Uh! more.. "
Lily's thoughts, her whole being just craves to be tormented and be abused.
She looks at Luna with pleading eyes, her voice barely above a whisper. She's still restrained, unable to move, her words convey a desperate longing that's hard to ignore.
Lunas face gets serious: "And I will bring you more!"
She grabs two gutting knifes and stand herself close in front of the helpless Lily.
Her abdomen is already a gruesome sight. The original wound, that Luna made to open her, is now a deep, wide cut that runs from the under end of her ribcage down to the pubic bone. The edges are ragged and torn, blood oozes from the open flesh, trickling down her sides. The skin around the wound is discolored, purple and blue from bruising, and the whole area is swollen and distended.
Luna looks down at her. She looks like a wounded animal, her breathing is shallow and rapid, her eyes are wide with fear and pain. Her body is tense, every muscle straining against the restraints that hold her in place, unable to move.
Lily's hands are clenched into fists, her fingernails digging into her palms, blood dripping from her hands. Her legs are spread wide, exposing her most intimate parts, her thighs covered in blood and other fluids.
The floor beneath her is slick with her own blood, making squelching sounds as she tries to shift her weight.
The smell of blood and sweat hangs heavy in the air, mixed with the acrid tang of urine. Lily's hair is matted and tangled, stuck to her forehead with sweat and blood. Her skin is pale and clammy, cold to the touch despite the heat of her body.
"More!" Lily demands, her voice raw and a mixture between desperate needing and commanding.
Luna placed the two knifes at the top of the cut, showing sideways.
She breathes in and without looking in her face, she cuts Lily more open.
Lily screams already a bit weaker than before, and Luna could clearly hear lustfull moaning between her suffering. She cuts all the way to the sides.
Without further ado she places the knifes down to the end of the first long cut just at Lily's pubic bone.
Lily is trembling of pain, fear and anticipation. She breathes flat and quick.
The knifes so close to her intimate let her sex tingle wildly.
She moans.
Luna starts to slice skin and muscles open.
Lily squeaks out of surprise.
Luna cuts to the hips, parallel to the upper cut.
The lower wound opens up more, the intestines fall out even more. But the gut is still hold by skin and muscles at the sides.
Lily's whole body tenses up, her muscles straining against the restraints, causing her to pull against them even harder. She feels the pain shooting through her torso, her breath catching in her throat. Her heart races, her pulse pounding in her ears. She can't believe that she asked for more, that she wants to endure, even to enjoy it.
But there is also this incredible high lust in it. The more devastating and lewd things are done to her, the more arousal and craving raises.
Her eyes are wide, her face flushed. She bites her lower lip, drawing blood, her teeth sinking into the soft flesh. She moans loudly, her body shaking violently, her hips bucking against the restraints.
Luna can see her nipples hard and erect, her breasts heaving with each breath. Her vulva is swollen, glistening with her wetness.
Now there are two closed "doors" of skin, bordered by cuts. Luna grab them in the middle, trying to widen the opening. It resists at first, but then starts to give way, the skin stretching and tearing, the muscles separating, the intestines bulging out. Blood gushes from the wound, pooling on the floor beneath her. The smell of blood and sweat fills the air, and Lily can hear the sickening squelch of her own intestines as they shift and move inside her.
Lily can't help but scream again, the sound raw and primal. She feels like she's being torn apart, her insides spilling out of her. Her head is spinning, her vision blurring, her body trembling with pain and fear and lust. But she doesn't want it to stop. She needs to feel more, to experience the ultimate in depravity, to surrender herself completely to be consumed.
Luna has the skin flap halfway open to the sides, and let off of them. She lays her head between Lilys breasts and pushes her hands deep into Lilys open body cavity. Slowly moving her hands between the guts, stroking and exploring.
Lilys voice can't express her feelings.
Its agonizing, extremely strange and sooo filthy.
"Aauuhhhaaarghaaa!...I-I.. Eekh... Y-You... a-are... Huh! Omgh.. Grgh..." Lily again can only stumble.
Both women have an intense craving between their legs.
Luna comes close, so she could rub her vulva on Lilys leg and pushes her own on Lilys needy point.
It feels like she could cum already.
She tries to concentrate on her movements inside Lilys body. The gut and the organs are slippery, smooth, warm and slimy. Luna moves her hands in them, it feels weird, but also arousing. She pulls out her hands and then pushes them deeper inside, feeling the wet warmth engulfing them. She can feel the intestines moving beneath her fingers, the soft flesh yielding to her touch, the blood pulsing through the veins.
She presses her hands deeper, pushing aside the intestines, feeling the organs shifting beneath her palms, the ribcage pressing against the back of her hands.
She's getting more and more turned on by the feeling of Lilys insides, the warmth and wetness, the softness and slickness. She can feel herself getting wetter, her own arousal growing as she explores Lilys body.
Lily trembles, cries, smiles and suffers. Her sounds are alien like, her words doesn't make any kind of sense anymore: "NnghhAaa! Uaarghhaaa..! Uhuhuuhh! Nnggghh! Ouuugh! Ah.. Ah! Ohhh! Hmgh! Mmmhg! Hnngg!" She is on the edge of her sanity, of her limits. Her whole existence is now just a ball of pain, pleasure, fear and arousal.
Her mind is split, and her consciousness is on a different level now. Everything feels surreal. She feels her whole body pulsating, vibrating, burning. Her hands are clenched, her legs are shaking. Her hips are bucking, her pussy is throbbing. Lunas knee is rubbed eagerly on Lilys crotch.
Everything at once, and all is intensifying...
"A! Ahh! Uaaahh! NnggghhrrggUUUAAAAARRHHGHHUAAAAAA!!!" Lily howls out as the next orgasm rips through her body. Her pussy clenches around Lunas knee, her hips buck uncontrollably, her whole body shaking. She cums powerfull and mad, her fluids squirting out of her, against Luna, splashing on the floor. Her body spasms and jerks violently. The orgasm rips through her, wave after wave of pleasure. She is lost in ecstasy, her mind consumed by the intensity of it all.
Luna feels her body responding to the sight of Lilys pleasure, her own arousal building as she watches her. She pushes her knee harder against Lilys pussy, feeling the heat and wetness. She can smell the musky scent of Lilys arousal, and it drives her wild.
Lily feels the pleasure building inside her again, a tightness growing in her core, spreading through her body, making her squirm and moan. She feels her pussy clenching, her hips bucking. Her body starts jerking on its own, her hands deep in Lilys core cramping and injuring.
She throws her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream as she cums, her body convulsing with the intensity of it.
Lilys body shakes, her pussy contracts and spasms, her hips buck and grind, her fluids squirt out of her again. She is lost in her own pleasure, her mind consumed by it, her body overwhelmed. She is completely surrendered, her every thought and feeling focused on the sensation between her legs and in her wrecked body.
Luna smiles deviously, looking at Luna tortured, pity full, terrifying body.
She puts her hands out of Lilys guts and makes with her left a disgusting blood-and-tissue-smeared fist.
She knocks it against Lily's gaping crotch and her smile gets mad.
With a strong push she forces it's way into Lily, right away fisting her frantically.
Lily is in insane ecstasy, she just cums again and again. Luna enjoys the view of this helpless young girl, how she is wrecked and still enjoys it so much.
Lily moans and gasps, her hips buck and she squirms in her restraints. She is panting and screeches like a horrific banshee. Her body covered in a sheen of perspiration, blood and gore.
All the harsh moves within her limitations are increasing the bad condition of her miserable body.
Lily lost lots of her blood, a thick sea of it under her. Half of her insides hanging or standing out of her belly cavity.
The vibrator inside her rectum is still deep in there and vibrating her whole core.
Lilys vagina is dripping with fluids, her own and Lunas mixed.
Luna stops her movement and looks up to Lily.
Their eyes meets, showing different states and feelings. But also the same dedication and certainty.
Luna pushes her arm deeper into Lily, feeling the small second entrance, she already broke before.
Lily gasps and tries to muffle her moans of pain.
Luna pushes against it many times, slowly feeling it open more. She looks into the lower start of the gaping abdomen and sees her own movements affecting her organs here. She thinks she can identify Lilys uterus and now pushes more eagerly.
Lilys can't suppress her suffer any more and howls loud with every punch against her cervix:
Luna now pushes hard and steady, with increasing power. She feels Lilys cervix open and... Rushes in.
She can see the vulnerable, unused organ and the form of her fist shining through. It arouses her like hell, more supported by Lilys unhuman agony yelps.
Unwitting her fingers of her other hand slip into her own tingling vulva. Luna releases a long randy moan.
With her fist in Lilys uterus she torments her as vicious as she could. She opens and closes her fingers, and bumps her fist continuously back to Lilys cervix, which is shut tight around her wrist.
Lily squeals, sobs and writhes helplessly, feeling if her uterus is torn apart. She feels utterly self-pity of her surrendered state and Luna merciless making the most out of it.
... But still there is this deeply debauched craving for this, activating all of her covetousness, her primal fleshly desire.
Both women feel their whole body pulsates and their muscles tense.
The vibrations of the vibrator, the fisting, Lunas whole arm inside Lilys torso, all the other abuse of her body makes Lily's mind blank and her body convulses and cramps.
She feels if she cums without control. It is the most intensive orgasm of her life, ecstasy multiplied by agony.
Lily cumms hard, her fluids squirting onto Lunas arm. She can feel it on her own skin, the warm, wet fluid spraying against her. Luna's arm is slick with Lilys arousal, her fingers and fist covered in it.
Lilys hips are jerking, her legs shaking, her toes curling. Her whole body is trembling, her muscles contracting and relaxing rapidly. Her eyes are closed tight, her face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and misery.
Luna feels Lilys pussy contracting around her fingers, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing. It feels so good, so intense. She can feel the heat and wetness of Lilys vagina, the slickness of her arousal. She's moaning loudly, her own body responding to the sensation of Lilys pussy around her fingers. She can feel her own wetness, her own arousal building.
Lunas body tenses and shoots a firework of from her sex, her whole being is in a state of euphoria. Her both hands working even more urgent.
She feels as if she is melting, her body consumed by the heat and the pleasure. She can feel her heart pounding, her pulse racing, her blood rushing through her veins. She's gasping for air, her breathing shallow and quick.
Lily feels as if she's exploding, her body ripped apart. She can't think, she can't reason. Just feel.
She feels as if her soul is being torn from her body, her consciousness shattered by the intensity of the sensations. She's floating, she's falling, she's flying.
The pleasure and the pain are indistinguishable, they're one and the same. They're consuming her, they're destroying her. They're making her feel alive, they're making her feel like she's dying.
She's lost in it, she's found in it. She's free, she's trapped. She's everything and nothing.
Both get climax after climax, screaming. crying, spasming. Till they are worn-out at last.
Luna lays on her back on the floor, she has stretched out all four of her and breathes hard.
Lily hangs weak in her bonds, barely breathing.
"L-Lu.. I.. wnt... frmbl..." she feels herself slipping away, too weak to speak.
She shakes her head and gets herself together.
"Oh Looona... Pleeease! I want to... feel more... most helpless.... I-I wanna... ehhh... yes! ... Offer myself completly, don't wanna ... be Lily anymore... Just your vessel of fulfillment."
Luna looks back to Lily with wide eyes and a impious smile.
Lily gets her last strength together and continues: "But a last wish... ", her eyes pointing at the table, "I wanna ch..choose some."
Luna gets on her feet and to the table. "I will honey" she responds.
Lily scans the table, her eyes gleaming. In silent breaks like this one can hear only the muffled summing of the long vibrators in both of their asses.
With steady voice Lily named: "A gag, a choking collar and the biggest one."
She said and pointed at a huge dildo, cartoonish colorful, yet spiked and big as an arm.
Lunas face darkens, her anticipation let her smile full teeth.
She grabs the things and gets behind Lily's head. She gags her first and then wraps the collar around her throat.
"Are you ready?" Luna asks and Lily nods.
Luna pulls the collar with both hands.
Lily gurgles and wheezes a bit, her lungs fight hard to get air.
Her hands are clenching and unclenching, her fingers twitching, grasping at the air.
She's starting to feel like slowly dying, but won't do for real.
The gag in her mouth won't let any clear sound escape, Luna could only hear muffled moans and nasal sounds.
Her throat is working hard, trying to swallow the saliva that's building up, but it's difficult, and she can feel it running down her chin. It should been humiliating and degrading, but with her open belly and her willingness to be abused, she is far beyond it. She could see the mad and diabolical sight in Lunas eyes, that frighten her to the core. But there's also arousal, excitement, and pleasure. A twisted cocktail of emotions that make Lily even more vulnerable and submissive.
Luna gets a blindfold and put it on Lily's head.
"And there goes your last best way to communicate with me.
Now I will only do with you and your pity flesh what I want. And I promise: It will be bad, horrible.
I will torture you, tear you apart. You will die in the process, but in the slowest and worst way possible."
Lily knows, that this is exactly what she wants for herself. And that Luna is giving her a service by doing so and saying it like this, but... To really hear it this way, like Lily is her unwilling victim is getting her burning horny.
Luna gets to the table and empties out another bag.
She takes a handful of nails and a hammer and turns back to Lily, who could only hear and assume whats going on.
Luna points the first one on Lilys right forearm.
Lily feels a cold metal pointed at her arm and gets frightened and excited, she does not know what will happen next.
She only hears a thud, feels the impact and then an intense pain and pressure at her forearm.
She could hear a hammer strike and the nail getting deeper into her flesh.
Lily screams through the gag, and her body starts to convulse and tremble. The pain is so intense, she feels her arm burning and her muscles contracting. She tries to move her arm, but it's as if it's being pinned down. She can't escape, she can't get away from the pain. It's a terrible feeling, one that makes her want to scream and beg for mercy. There is also the idea to be immobilized more, lesser control, more tormemt. In all her tension it let's her relax in a special way, just giving more in to it.
Luna hammers nail after nail in her, sometimes missing the flesh and hitting bone.
She feels a bit pity for Luna. Not because of the torture she brings her, but of her lecherous, but empty, unused pussy.
She thinks about how Lily could be stimulated more, while herself could freely continue her work.
But that have to wait, she has a very special treatment in petto for later.
She knees before Lily and inspect her Intimate area. It's still spread open, swollen and coated with crusty blood, tissue and other stuff.
Luna recognize an offensive smell, but also the spicy, honey like scent of a sweet young girl.
Luna starts to lick it all broadly, tasting filthy and heavenly fluids the same time.
Lily moans muffled. Luna can hear a release in it.
That this is exactly what she needed, what she longed for.
Luna continues her tongue work. She tastes the blood, the cum, the tissue and the vaginal fluids. It's a mixture of salty and sweet, metallic and musky. It's gross and arousing at the same time.
She also tastes the remnants of Lilys arousal from before, the tangy flavor of her pussy mixed with everything else. It's so perverted, yet so hot.
Instead of touching herself, she tries to point the next nail on Lily's right foot standing on the ground, without stopping her felatio.
She starts to hammer it in, but because of the weird angle, she couldn't transfer much of her strength into it, and so just gets slowly through the foot.
Lily squeals, moans and jerks with every hit. It also makes her hips move a bit, that let Luna nearly fall, but she still had enough control to keep it up. And Lily likes it, the roughness, the mercilessness. It makes her pussy pulse with heat on Lunas licking.
Luna hammers more, till the nail together with the foot is stuck in the ground.
While she kept going with the other foot, she recognize, that there is no more blood leaking out of Lilys gaping intestines. They rather seems dried from hanging out on the air. Also all the new wounds from nailing bleeding just a little.
And Lilys reactions weakens noticeably.
Luna steps back and just looks, just admire.
Lily, a young girl whose body was once firm and soft, now found herself in a state of utter devastating and torment. Her body, once a temple of youth and vitality, was now a grotesque canvas of horror and suffering.
Her abdomen gaping open like a macabre flower, exposing the dark red and glistening viscera within. Her, before unharmed, intestines, now hung out of her in thick, slimy ropes, swaying gently in the air like a sickening pendulum. The remaining skin hangs to the side with ragged edges.
Nails protruded from her flesh at odd angles, the sharp points gleaming bloody in the light. The nails were driven deep into her skin, piercing muscle and bone alike, holding her in place like a twisted sculpture. Blood oozed from the wounds, pooling on the floor beneath her in a sickening crimson puddle.
Lily's skin was pale and clammy, her face shows agony and tension, but with her gag and blindfold, most of her expression is restrained.
She is a broken, shattered mess, barely human anymore.
Luna enjoyes the view fully, incidentally starts fingering herself.
"Lily, you are indescribable beautiful, adorable. All I can see and all I do to you makes me extremely burning horny. Ah! Ahhoohu! Hoouu... " Jolts flashing through her exhausted body. "I want you to know, that I am thankful of your gift. I enjoy every second with increasing lust and mindfulness. Hah! A.. Ah.. Hrghuuuaaaa! AAAAHHHH!..." Luna collapses on the ground, spasming and squirting extensively. After a minute she stands up again and finishes: "I have to hold back, not to give in my primal lust of lacerating you. We both want to savor this a bit longer. I will do my best to do so. I know your time is running out. Now I will start what has no way back."
Lily moans softly as response.
Luna gets some tools from the table and explains: "I will start a really special treatment soon, now I will sweeten your waiting-time."
She quickly fasten fishing line to some weighty tools.
Back at Lily she starts with strong clamps on Lilys nipples and labia.
Lily responds with groans on every pinch.
Now she starts with the improvised weights. Luna carefully chooses fitting, exposed organs and attaches metal tools on a fishing line on them.
This feeling is weirdly excruciating for Lily. She has to fight the urge to throw up. Her organs are already swollen and tender, and the added weight only increased the pressure and discomfort.
Luna is proud of her work and thinks, it's enough to keep Lily busy with this new feelings.
She begins to build up her "highlight". It starts with a platform on the floor directly under Lilys spreaded legs.
Sometimes Luna pulls on a weight or pushes a pinned arm to let Lily know, she is still here, and don't want her to get comfy.
Now she fixates 'the big-bad boy' on the platform standing up, pointing it directly to Lilys open vulva.
This disturbing huge vibrator is sure one of its kind:
It's 45cm long and has a 'rocket-shape'. It starts at the top with a rounded head and gets wider and wider to the bottom. The head has a diameter of 5cm (or three fingers) and already the middle height is 15cm wide. It concludes at the bottom as wide as Lily's hips. Every 5cm in height has a different color and rotates around its own axis the other way than it's neighbours. Everywhere are 1cm spikes. They are a bit flexible and rounded a bit. They should be painful but not easily be piercing through soft flesh.
Luna salivates by this view and the vision what it will do.
The platform can lift the monster very slowly and with ruthless force. Perfect for the job.
Luna removes the blindfold from Lily. Her eyes slowly adapt, Luna can clearly see debillitation in this eyes..
Lily tries to look down but her dangling guts block the view.
Luna gets a mirror and holds it, so Lily could see herself and the coming completly.
She needs a moment to realize what she sees, to know what is going on. To know what is waiting for her.
Lily sees the huge vibrator, her eyes open wide. First in shock, then changes to deranged anticipation.
This anticipation, the shuddering fear, and the excitement all mix together in a toxic cocktail that makes her mind spin.
Lily whimpers and moans, her voice muffled by the gag. Tears well up in her eyes, blurring her vision. She tries to look away, but she can't. She's mesmerized by the sight of the vibrator and the horror of what's about to happen.
Her body is covered in goosebumps, her pale skin tingling of anxiety. Her heart is pounding, her pulse racing. She can feel every beat in her chest, her ears, her fingertips.
She wants to scream, to beg for mercy, to beg for the start, but she can't form the words, only drooling with much of saliva.
Luna eases the collar a bit: "I do not want you to pass out in lack of oxygen..." she twinks to Lily.
"I am not sure if you could fully acknowledge what this is through the mirror. I will tell you. The big-bad boy you have chosen is ready to dive upwards.
It will be slow but steady, I think about 5mm every minute. It won't stop after invading your already abused vagina. It will continue it's way up deeper into you, no matter whats happening. And because of it's increasing size it will be surery rip or push your lower deck apart and devastate in your stomach what left.
Because this will be destroying your sex and surely be the worst you endure today, you will maybe beg me to stop or to end you already..."
Luna comes close face to face to Lily, she looks back big-eyed, and whispers with sinister gratification: "... but it won't stop. I... won't stop. I will wreck you violently and agonize whats left.
And I will enjoooyyyy it! I will lecherous fuck myself mad on your death throes and begging."
Luna gets back with a dark, creepy smile.
She starts the platform, it should be one to two minutes before it reaches Lily.
She looks on the table and thinks about 'supporting' tortures.
After a moment she turns around and gets the gag off from Lily. A deep, drooling sigh releases her, long breathing and moans.
"... Thank you..." Lily smiles happily and also apprehensive.
Luna just smiles back and comes closer. They look each other deep in the eyes, breathing exited in their faces. They shiver, with different causes.
Luna has to bend over Lily's bloated, gaping tummy, and the weights on her standing out guts. She starts kissing Lily the most sensual way. Caressing her face, softly licking her lips and tongue. Lily moans relaxed and aroused, distracted from her fear.
She inhales surprised, when the big-bad boy touches her labia. She tries to position herself right in her restricted possibilities.
She is glad that she is already be lubricated extensively for it. While being passionate be kissed, her inner labia is stretched, the head already tensions her sex by a steady, slow push. Lily also feels the spinning and the first two spikes, which rubbing outside.
She moans lustfull from being widened, drilled like this. Now she kisses Luna lascivious back.
The first spikes are in, rubbing in her soft walls.
She feels so lewd, so obscene.
She knows, it will get deeper and deeper and... slowly tear her unyieldingly apart.
Lily moans loud now, Luna licking into der open lips.
Her vulva is spreaded wider, being entered deeper every moment. Lily feels the rising discomfort, her sex is nearly as much tensioned as she has endured. The rotating movement within her keeps her stimulated and hot.
Lily begs: "Luna, please! As long as ... ah! .. as I could clearly speak: My tits! They are unharmed! Huhhh ... Arh... Could you ... slice them, skin them, ... uh .. ah ... slice them ..."
Luna interrupts her softly: "Oh Lily... Yes I could do that! But I wish you could fully focus on your lower body, without distractions... So. What do you think?"
She starts to tantalizingly lick, knead and kiss Lilys breasts.
"Hahhh! Ah! Yesss... You are .... right AH!" Lilys inner labia is stretched nearly to its limits, the vibrator has its second rotating element half-entered, it's overall about 8cm in Lily. It looks like her body tries everything to take it, but can't hold much more. The tip reaches her worn out cervix.
Lily moans and trembles, she tries harder to speak clearly and fast, as the stimulation changes more and more to sharp pain: “Ah, Luna. Please. I can't hold much longer. Ahh! The pressure inside. Ahh! It's too much. Ah! My body wants to give up, but I need to feel everything. Ahh! Skin my tits. Ah! Please, Luna, do it! I fear, I maybe haven't enough time to spare it for later.” She inhales deeply and holds it. The big-bad boy is deeper, pushes harder. Her cervix gives slowly in under the enormous pressure and opens strained with a jerk.
An earsplitting yawp from Lily "AHHHHAAA EEEHHKKHH YAAAA..." fills the room.
Lily's body trembles with agony as the massive vibrator continues its relentless intrusion. Her cunt is stretched to its limits, the pain intense and unrelenting. The pressure builds inside her, threatening to tear her apart, but she's determined to endure every moment. The vibrator's spinning spikes scrape against her delicate inner walls, causing her to shudder with each painful rotation. Her breasts heave with every labored breath, sweat beading on her skin as she fights to maintain consciousness.
Despite the increasing agony, her mind fights more to justify it's skyrocketing, sexual high.
Luna stands before her, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of lust and sadism as she prepares to fulfill Lily's desperate request. The scalpel in her hand glints menacingly in the dim light, a promise of the agony to come. She moves closer, her breath hot on Lily's skin as she positions herself to begin the demanded task.
Lily's nipples are already hard and sensitive, aching for the pain she craves.
Luna starts her cut on Lily's left breast, beginning behind the areola, up to her collarbone. Just deep enough for the flying.
Lily hisses, but also moans and screams with increasing intensity. Her pelvis won't stand the tension much longer.
First micro-tearing in her vaginal entrance happening, also her cervix suffers of injuries from the artificial movements.
Luna's scalpel carves a deep, jagged wound along Lily's left breast, the flesh parting with a sickening squelch. Blood pools and drips, staining her skin a deep crimson. As Luna turns to the right breast, Lily's screams intensify, her body writhing against its restraints. The vibrator's relentless pressure finally gives way, tearing through her cervix and into her abdominal cavity. With a guttural groan, Lily's pelvis splits, the vibrator's head emerging between her legs, stretching and ripping her further apart.
The big bad boy continues to wreak havoc on Lily's body, its relentless spinning motion creating a rhythmic pain that consumes her every waking thought. Each rotation is a fresh torment, a new layer of agony added to her already overwhelmed senses. She can feel her internal organs being pushed aside, compressed by the monstrous intrusion. The spikes scrape against her delicate tissues, causing her to shudder with each painful rotation. Her vagina is now a gaping wound, a testament to the vibrator's devastating power. Blood and other fluids seep from her ruined opening, staining her thighs and the floor beneath her. With each passing moment, her body is torn apart, her insides rearranged by the relentless vibrator. The pain is excruciating, a constant reminder of her own twisted desires and the devastating consequences of her actions. Her consciousness fades in and out, struggling to maintain a grip on reality as her body is ravaged beyond recognition. She is trapped in a living nightmare, her body being destroyed by her own will and surrenderer, and she can only pray for the sweet release of death to end her suffering.
But there is still more.
Despite of her shattered sex, a deep, primal buried core of her awakes. It's her unveiled longing for agonizing torment. Giving her unimaginable grueling excitement in exchange.
“AAAEEEEHHHHHAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHH!!!!!”
A primal howl that begins with a breathless “Aaaa” and erupts into a guttural, animalistic scream. The prolonged “Aaaa” captures the slow-building agony, while the explosive “EEEEEHHH” reflects the moment her body reaches its breaking point. The final, throat-shredding “AGGGGH” embodies her soul's violent release as she shatters completely.
While Lily raises her head for this, Luna gives in into her own madness.
She grabs some of Lilys dangling insides and rubs them on her smeared pussy.
With her other hand the cuts a wide and deep slash over Lily's chest.
Blood fills Lily's mouth, she gurgles and drowns in her warm body fluid.
With another abominable sound her hips spreads wider, tearing her more open on the mechanical monstrosity.
Most of her remaining insides splatter nauseating on the ground and Lunas feet.
Lilys consciousness now fades for the last time, her body and mind has nothing left to keep her.
Luna starts kissing her, filling Lily's bloody mouth with her lustfull tongue.
Luna screams painful and muffled her intense orgasm out.
Lilys eyes rolls up, only the white and red of her eyes can be seen.
The big bad boy reaches her chest, her hip is awful stretched away.
Her mind only fires it's last sparks, she can only feel.
But she feels a universe of sensations.
She feels herself ripped apart violently, not only physical but in all sense.
It always has to be like this.
In all this chaotic brutality, she found her ultimate piece. Just a moment before the final emptiness of death.
Lily's mind dissolves into silence as her body goes limp, her chest still rising faintly with shallow breaths. Luna gently presses her fingers to Lily's throat, feeling the fluttering pulse grow fainter, slower. With trembling hands, she retrieves a small, ornate dagger from her belt and slices through the ropes binding Lily's arms. The ropes fall away like severed veins, releasing Lily from her final constraints. As the last flicker of life fades from Lily's eyes, Luna leans close and whispers, “Thank you for trusting me with your deepest desire.” She presses a final, reverent kiss to Lily's forehead, tasting the salt of sweat and tears. The big bad boy's relentless humming softens to a gentle purr, as if honoring the stillness that has finally claimed Lily's battered form. Luna lowers Lily's arms to her sides, arranging her like a sacred offering to her own liberation on the floor. With a steady hand, Luna produces a small vial of oil scented with frankincense and myrrh and anoints Lily's body—her ravaged sex, her flayed chest, her bruised lips—marking her as one who sought transcendence through surrender. As the first light of dawn creeps through the window, Lily's body begins to cool, her wounds no longer bleeding but instead forming a map of her journey to the edge of existence and beyond.