7
Renard didn’t seem to care what Prudence thought of his interrupting their session. The poor girl lying in the guillotine was almost in hysterics as he began to unstrap her from the bench. He gave the guy fucking her an angry look, causing the young man to pull out and look for his clothes.
The guy standing next to Prudence seemed jolted out of his shock. He helped Renard get the girl out of the straps. Then he started apologizing as she started gathering her clothes.
She was having none of it. “Tommy, you bastard! How could you let that bitch DO this to me?? And how could you let Wayne fuck me like that??”
“Vicki, you said you were ok with it! Besides, I wasn’t sure I wanted to fuck you while you were, uh… lying there in that, uh…”
“Renard, why couldn’t you leave well enough alone?”
“What the hell were you thinking, Prudence? Were you so anxious to go for a ride that you deliberately set the timer to risk her losing her head?”
“She WANTED it!”
“I seriously doubt that, not the way she was freaking out like that.”
The poor girl sobbed despite trying to be hugged by Tommy. Now I was really confused. Tommy had been standing next to Prudence, and I thought he was… Then it occurred to me.
Had Prudence set the whole thing up? Was the other guy named Wayne really her boyfriend? Had she talked him into fucking that poor girl just to get her head lopped off so she could go for a ride without violating her parent’s rules?
“If you were that anxious to ride it, Prudence, why didn’t you just climb on and take it for a spin? You like the risk anyway, right? Someday you’re probably going to lose your head despite your parent’s wishes.”
“You’re not my mom and dad, Renard!” That’s when he angrily grabbed her arm as I helped gather up that other girl’s clothes so she could get dressed.
“Maybe I should lock you into the guillotine at 1:50 and make you ride it all the way to the end, Prudence. That way you would lose your head for sure and save us all a lot of trouble.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”
“You want to help me strap her in?” he asked Wayne with an ominous look. “What; did she promise you the sensation of a clenching pussy at the moment of beheading? I’m sure we could arrange that for you if you’d like.”
“Renard, you can’t do that to me!”
“Why not, Prudence? You were going to do that to your friend here.”
“She’s NOT my friend!” the trembling woman spat out as she finished getting dressed.
“C’mon, Wayne. Let’s strap Prudence down. I’ll set the machine so you’re guaranteed to feel what it’s like to fuck a woman who’s just been beheaded.”
“Renard, don’t you dare!”
“Why not, Prudence? It’s what you want; right?”
“I just like the risk is all!”
“I think you want to go all the way. Don’t you think so too, Wayne? Don’t you think we should strap her down and make her ride the guillotine all the way?”
“Let go of me, you arsehole!”
Prudence jerked out of Renard’s grasp. She gave Wayne a dirty look as she rushed up the stairs. Wayne followed her up, and I assumed it was because they’d arrived together.
Tommy offered to take Vicki home. She was still sobbing quietly. They headed up the stairs a few moments later.
“Well, that was certainly interesting,” Renard observed when we were alone. “I think Victor should just dispense with his rule. I understand what he was thinking when he put it in place. But Prudence isn’t one for following the rules anyway.” He sighed as he shook his head.
“I’m sorry, Renard. Are you still carrying a torch for her?”
“I’d say the torch for her is just about out, Julie. That wasn’t a very nice thing for her to do to that girl, no matter how eager or turned on she was.”
We heard footsteps coming down the stairs. It made me wonder if Prudence was coming back down… or if her parents were coming down to give Renard a good talking to over some story she’d fed them to make him look bad. Instead I saw it was Jeff and his new girl Kimberly, followed by the Wylies and that new couple.
Jeff smiled as he asked, “What did you do to Prudence, Renard? She came upstairs spitting nails.”
“I told her she shouldn’t be risking other people’s lives just so she can ride the guillotine. Take a look at the timer. She had it at almost the one hour mark. The blade could have come down at any moment and cut that other girl’s head right off. The poor thing was in hysterics lying on the bench. Victor might have had another roaster for sure if we hadn’t come down when we did.”
Kimberly looked at the machine in awe. “So it really happened? Jeff, you were fucking Rita right here when the blade came down??”
“I sure was; right here.”
“Bloody hell!” She appeared to shiver now that she was seeing the machine that had taken her friend’s head.
“Damn, Ken! When you told us about it I thought you were putting us on!” That was the new redhead standing close to the Wylies.
Ken smiled at me as he motioned at the new couple. “Julie, I don’t think you’ve met our friends Clark and Bettie Farrish. They’re from up North and wanted to come down and see Victor’s guillotine for themselves.”
I smiled at them both as they offered me their hands to shake. But Kimberly was still looking at the guillotine with a sense of wonder. Was this the first time she’d seen it since she’d arrived with Jeff?
“So you really behead the ladies?” Clark asked as he examined the lethal machine.
Ken told him, “It’s not on purpose, Clark. The machine is randomly rigged on a timer. It starts at zero… or at least it’s SUPPOSED to start at zero.”
“I guess this was Prudence’ way of seeing if she could secretly arrange a beheading.”
Ken glanced at Renard over his comment before continuing his explanation to his friends. “Normally the timer gets set at zero and the ladies all go for a ride if they want. What makes it fun is the way they ride it naked as their boyfriend, husband or significant other fucks them. Just about everyone I’ve seen riding it ended up cumming pretty hard. I suppose it’s a combination of the threat of the hovering blade, riding it naked, and being fucked in front of a set of eager voyeurs.”
“You ride it naked?” Bettie asked Sybil in astonishment. “…right here in front of everybody??”
“That’s right. Even Julie over there has ridden it naked.”
I blushed as they all looked at me. I figured I should say something so I told them, “Well… I just sort of thought that was the rule down here. So I went with it.” Everyone laughed.
“I’m not sure I understand,” Kimberly remarked curiously. “The blade is supposed to come down… when?”
“It’s random,” Renard explained. “Normally we set the timer to zero and then start. Every time someone goes for a ride, the timer just keeps going from the last time it stopped. That means there’s a greater chance of the blade coming down for the next rider. The blade is set to drop randomly, so we never know when it’s going to fall.”
To illustrate, he walked over to the controls and pushed some buttons. The timer on the wall reset to 0:00:00. “We usually start right here and the ladies take turns riding. But we don’t normally reset the timer after a ride. It seems most of the women here like the risk of riding the guillotine after some time has elapsed, increasing the risk of the blade coming down.”
“Is that true?” Bettie asked Sybil in amazement.
“Absolutely. Not knowing if you’re going to lose your head adds to the experience. And the cums are really intense. Am I right, Julie?”
Naturally she was referring to my last ride, the scary one I’d taken last month just to stick it to Prudence. That one had been erotic as hell… and more than a little alarming. But the orgasm I’d experienced was unlike any I had previously enjoyed.
I laughed nervously. “Yeah, Sybil; it was pretty damned hot. But I’m not sure if I’m, uh… going to ride it again today.”
“Then why did you come back, honey? It can’t be due to our sparkling conversation, can it? Or did you come just to see if someone else might get beheaded… maybe our eager Dorothy perhaps?”
“Uh… maybe.”
Ken looked at his wife and smiled knowingly. “Honey, I’ll bet you five pounds she rides it before the day is over. Hell, I’ll bet you five pounds she rides it before we all go back upstairs. Right, Julie?”
I blushed as I lowered my head. “No bet,” Sybil told her husband with a laugh. “I can already see it in her eyes. If I were to take that bet, I might as well give you the money right now. She’s going to ride it again before the day is over. In fact…”
She paused for a moment, looking around at everyone in the room. Then she suggested, “Hey, Julie? How’d you like to demonstrate the guillotine for the Farrishes and for Kimberly over there… sort of break it in for them?”
I felt an erotic jolt as my breath caught in my throat. “Right now the machine’s set at zero, Julie,” Ken added. “You’re not afraid of taking a risk the blade might randomly fall this early, are you?”
“Is that possible?” Jeff’s new girl Kimberly asked. “I mean… is it possible the blade could fall real early?”
“It’s set on a random program,” Renard told her. “Theoretically it’s possible. You just never know.”
“Go for it, Julie!” Sybil gasped excitedly. “I want to watch Renard fuck you in the guillotine! I want to watch you cum!”
“Uh… I, uh… bloody hell!”
My heart started beating fast. I’d originally come back to Victor’s with the intention of not riding the bloody thing… or at least I’d tried to convince myself of that. Now I felt like I was being put on the spot… almost like a dare. And the thought of being fucked by Renard while riding it was tempting as hell!
Kimberly looked at me in alarm. “You’re not really going to, uh…” But Clark’s wife Bettie was looking at me as though she wanted to see me ride the bloody thing!
Ken didn’t help matters when he blurted out, “Go right ahead, Julie! You and Renard could probably use a good fuck right about now. We’re all friends and voyeurs down here. Besides, I think it would be great if we showed Kimberly and the Farrishes how the machine works, don’t you?”
“But isn’t it possible the blade could fall while she’s in it, Ken?”
“That’s right, Bettie… in which case, you’ll get to chew on some tasty ass Julie has there… or maybe it’ll be meat from her ribs or one of her limbs.”
“Go for it, Julie! Go for it!” Sybil was eager to see me naked on the guillotine.
I looked at Renard who just shrugged his shoulders. “I’ll fuck you if you’d like, Julie. Of course, if you want someone else to fuck you I’m sure one of the other guys here would be willing to lend a hand.”
“N-no, I’d rather it be you.”
“Then you’ll do it, Julie?”
“Damn you, Sybil!” She looked much too eager for my peace of mind
Everybody laughed as my heart leapt into my throat. I could tell I was getting wet as hell down below. That’s when I nervously grabbed a shoe and pulled it off my foot as I started to undress.
“I knew it!” Ken laughed. “You owe me five pounds, honey!”
“We never made the bet, remember?”
“That’s ok. You can ride it next. How does that sound? Julie can start the timer for us so you can have a go after she’s through. After all, we want to show our friends here what it’s like, right?”
“Damn, Ken! You’d like that, wouldn’t you!”
“Of course I would. Then maybe Kimberly might want to ride it next while Jeff is fucking her.”
“Ken??” Kimberly was aghast. But I thought I saw a flicker of something in her expression indicating she was actually giving it some thought.
I became the center of attention as I continued to strip. All eyes were on me as I removed every stitch of clothing I had on. I blushed as they all saw the moisture glistening in my crotch.
“Wait a minute! How do we know the machine’s in good working order?” Now Bettie was a little suspicious of it all.
I had just sat down on the bench when Renard walked over to the controls. He reset the timer to 1:50:00. Then he set it in motion. The timer started advancing… 1:50:01… 1:50:02… 1:50:03.
“What are you doing?” I asked Renard in a quiet voice.
“I’m just showing Bettie the machine is in good working order.”
“Is that really necessary?” I was already nervous to be going first.
“They want to see if the blade works, right? I might as well show them.”
I looked at the blade in growing alarm, suddenly second-guessing my decision to go first. What was I thinking?? I noticed everyone was watching as though waiting for something to happen.
We waited in silence for a few minutes. That’s when Bettie dubiously remarked, “You’ve got the blade locked in position, right? It’s probably not going to come do—“
It suddenly whooshed down at 1:53:47. Everybody jumped as it bottomed out with a loud thunk. That’s when Bettie blurted out, “HOLY SHIT!”
There was nervous laughter. Then Kimberly incredulously asked, “Damn, Julie! Are you really going to ride that bloody thing?”
Now I wasn’t so sure. I watched as Renard carefully got the blade back up into the air. He reset the timer to 0:00:00. Then he smiled at me.
“Still want to go for a ride, Julie? Or do you want to chicken out? I’m betting Sybil here is willing to ride it. Or should we go fetch Dorothy to come down to start the show.”
“No, I’ll go,” I said in a trembling voice. “Let’s get this over with.”
“I told you she was going to ride it before we went back upstairs, Sybil. You would have lost 5 pounds.”
“Oh shut up, darling.”
“Do you want to ride it next, love?”
“Hell yeah!” He just laughed at his wife’s eagerness.
I was trembling noticeably as Renard helped me lie down onto the cushioned bench on my stomach. He helped me slide forward until my head stuck through. That’s when he brought the lunette down onto my neck, giving me an erotic jolt. Seeing the wicker basket below waiting to catch my head didn’t reassure me in the slightest.
Sybil came around in front with her friend. “The first ride’s always the most exciting, Bettie. It lets us know if the blade’s going to come down right away or whether it’s going to let a bunch of us ladies take our chances.” Then she paused as she thoughtfully mused, “Julie, didn’t you start us off last time you were here?”
“Y-you can go first if you’d like, Sybil.” Now I was really having second thoughts.
“Oh no, honey. I wouldn’t want to deprive you of the pleasure of breaking it in for us. Besides, I never got to see Renard fuck you last time. This should be a real treat.” Then she leaned down and patted my head as she giggled, “Comfy yet?”
“N-not really.” She just chuckled at my discomfort.
About that time Jeff and Kimberly came around front as well. Renard warned, “I wouldn’t get too close to her head if I were you, love. If the blade falls, there’s going to be blood spatter.”
“Bloody hell, Julie! Are you really going to ride it?” Kimberly was astonished at my bravery… or was it my foolishness.
I flinched as Renard finished strapping me down. My legs hung off the end so that I was virtually kneeling, exposing my ass and my dripping twat to everybody. My face was red with embarrassment as I trembled like crazy, wanting to tell everyone I’d changed my mind yet unable to make my lips move.
“All ready?” Renard asked as he slapped my ass. I flinched from the smack as I looked up at the ladies looking down on me. I whimpered and moaned, my mind screaming at me to speak up and get the hell out of there before something lethal happened.
“She looks a little worried, Renard.”
“They all experience a certain trepidation once they get their heads locked in, Kimberly. I can’t blame them. After all, you just never know when the blade’s going to fall. My logic tells me it’s just not a good idea. But for some reason the ladies all seem to love it. Maybe it’s the orgasms.”
I finally found my voice. “Renard, I’m not really sure about this.” That’s when he came around to look at me.
“Ready for your ride, Julie?”
“I’m n-not sure…”
“You want to back out?”
“Yeah,” Sybil challenged. “Do you want to back out? Fuck, you’re making me horny just seeing you lying there naked, love. C’mon, ladies. Let’s help reassure her.”
“Wait, where are you going?? What are you doing??” But all three disappeared from view.
I started to hyperventilate. Then I felt hands all over my naked body… hands touching and caressing me. I shivered and moaned as I stared at the unmoving timer.
I felt hands on my ass, felt fingers spread my pussy lips open. “See how wet she is girls?” That was Renard’s voice.
“Renard, I’m not so s-sure…”
“Jeff, you want to start the timer for me? I’ll let you know when.”
“Sure thing, Renard.”
“R-Renard, I’m not…”
Hands rubbed all over me, giving me erotic tingles like you wouldn’t believe. Someone was touching my swollen nub, and it set me to whimpering. “Now, Jeff,” Renard stated. Then I felt a tongue on my pussy and clit. The snap of the latch into place set the timer to ticking my life away…
0:00:01… 0:00:02… 0:00:03.
I stiffened and mewled as someone began licking me out. I was wet as hell, both aroused and alarmed. That’s when I heard Kimberly say, “Damn. Renard really knows how to lick pussy!”
I tried to tell myself I was safe… that there was no way in hell the blade would come down this early in the timer and that I was just being anxious over nothing. But there was always that small chance I could be wrong. This wasn’t like that ride I’d taken last time just to show Prudence up with the timer already in the 50’s. And yet this ride felt even scarier.
I writhed and whimpered as Renard really licked me out. The ladies all murmured about his apparent skill and the way I was wriggling around. In front of me the timer reached 0:02:15 and kept going.
One of the hands left. Then Kimberly appeared in front of me with Jeff. She seemed astonished about the whole thing.
“Damn, Julie! What’s it like? You’re really wet as hell back there!”
“It’s s-scary as hell, l-love. And yet it’s… oh, FUCK!”
“She’s really wet back here, all right!” Sybil confirmed. Bettie added, “Damn; that’s sexy!”
The timer had just reached 0:04:02 when I stiffened. Then I was writhing as it flushed hotly through my body. Kimberly and Bettie both noticed in an instant… “Damn! Did she just cum??” “She sure did!” “Bloody hell, that’s hot!” “Oh fuck! Now he’s going to fuck her!”
It was 0:04:37 when I felt Renard’s cock push its way inside me. I stiffened and moaned as he started to thrust. “That is so hot!” Kimberly breathed as she looked down on me.
Sybil laughed as she replied, “Why do you think all the girls love going for a ride?”
I looked up at the timer and watched as it went right on by 0:05:00. Were we still required to ride it for a minimum of five minutes? It made no difference to Renard as he fucked me right on past the minimum time in the guillotine.
I writhed and whimpered as the girls watched in awe. The guys never said a word. I realized I was totally exposed back there, my pussy no doubt fully visible to them while taking Renard’s cock.
I got more nervous the longer I rode the bloody thing. I also became incredibly aroused. The idea of that damned blade coming down at any moment had me in a heightened state of anxiety and excitement.
Renard picked up the pace as the timer reached 0:08:23. I gasped and whimpered, my eyes locked on the monitor in front of me as that bloody timer ticked the seconds of my life away. What if the blade decided to drop early while I was still locked in??
Renard really started fucking me hard. The ladies watched in awe with gasps of excitement. My eyes were locked on those bloody red digits on the monitor, wishing it would just…
I heard Renard cry out as his hot seed started to pump inside me. It set me off as I cried out in orgasm. It was so intense that everything went dark all around me.
Bloody hell; had it happened? Had my luck run out?? I was spasming as my senses tried to come back online.
I heard voices… “Damn, she came hard!” “Can you believe it??” “Wow! No wonder you bitches like to ride it!” “What do you think, Kimberly?” “I don’t know, Sybil. I just might have to think about it!”
My vision returned and I looked at the monitor with a sense of disorientation. The timer had stopped at 0:10:23. Then I felt someone freeing me from the straps.
“Are you all right, Julie? You were really out of it for a second there.”
“I th-think I’m ok, Renard.” I wasn’t sure, but at least it felt like I was still in one piece. My body was singing with erotic aftershocks.
I heard Bettie gasp, “Damn, Renard. Do you think… do you think I could take a ride?”
“Sure thing, Bettie. Just let me get Julie out of here. You can go next if you want. The risk is entirely up to you.”
(Oct 20 ’17)