Snuff Teri 5.0

“Computer: load Snuff Teri 5.0 – password t26snuff40d114lbs.”

“Program loaded. Enter when ready.”

The door whooshed open. I was surprised when I stepped inside.

The only thing inside the sterile, white room was a familiar looking, topless woman dancing feverishly on a silver stripper pole on a raised, rounded platform. She wore a sheer black thong and black fuck-me heels. She was vigorously fucking the metal pole with all her might.

I watched her climb it, twirl around on it and then hang upside down from it. She looked at me with a fearful expression as though begging me for mercy. I watched her for a few moments with clinical interest.

Her name was Teri. She was 26 years old; 5’5”; 114 lbs and sporting 40D breasts with big, dark brown nipples. She had big, brown eyes and dark-red hair that almost shone like glass as it hung past her shoulders. Her long, false fingernails were painted red, the same color as her toenails.

Her face was painted almost like a doll’s face. Bright red lipstick coated her lips while bronze eye shadow and thick, black eyeliner on long false lashes decorated that expressive facade. There was a smell of cheap perfume emanating from her, a pervading smell that seemed to come from everywhere.

‘Is this it?’ I thought with growing irritation. ‘I see I’m going to have to devise some rather monstrous punishment for the one I put in charge in here!’

The room was empty except for the stripper. Yet I thought I could hear faint, yet distinctively horrific cries in the background. It was as though there were other frightened females somewhere inside who I could not see.

I looked all around but still saw nothing. That’s when a second woman materialized right in front of me. She stepped into the room as though from some invisible door.

This female looked exactly like the one dancing around the stripper pole. The only difference was her outfit. She wore a Microkini with gold, teardrop-shaped leaves of fabric. The material barely covered her large, erect nipples and just barely covered her cleanly-shaved pussy lips.

The woman on the pole gave her a frightened look. It was as though the newcomer was someone she knew and was greatly to be feared. Otherwise she kept right on dancing as though some harm might come to her should she stop in mid-routine.

‘Microkini Teri’ – I guess they all bore the same name – sidled up to me. She purred into my ear before giving me a long, passionate kiss with plenty of tongue. She did have an effect on my stirring appendage.

“They’re ready to be snuffed, Master,” she murmured seductively.

She rubbed her breasts up against my chest as her hand strayed downward, fondling my growing bulge. “I hope my efforts amuse you. If not then I’m ready to be snuffed at your earliest convenience.”

“Where are they?” I asked, looking around the room. “All I can see is the stripper.”

Microkini Teri smiled mischievously. “They are here,” she said with a grand wave. “Stripper Teri can see them, even though you cannot… well, not yet anyway. She knows the fate that awaits her should her performance… falter?”

She giggled mischievously. I got the impression she was hoping her doppelganger’s presentation might indeed come to a halt. “Lead the way,” I motioned with a wave. “I’m interested in seeing what you have prepared for me.”

I had become bored with creating multiple Teris to snuff. Thus, I created one with a domineering personality of her own. Basically I created her with a desire to “snuff herself”, so to speak.

I’d rigged the holodeck to allow a small amount of memory to work the program in the background without taking up too much power. This granted her the power and the time she needed to be creative. I was curious what kind of imagination she had for this line of work.

I could hear faint cries of fear and terror all around me. They indicated the three of us were not alone in the room, even though I still could not see the others. I was curious to see what kind of perils and tortures a sadistic Teri would devise to implement on her identical ‘sisters’.

“I used the parameters you gave me, Master,” she said lovingly as she brushed my arm. “I know there are some deaths that do not appeal to you. However you were very kind to grant me great latitude in devising some rather painful ways to die. You were also kind in giving me several ‘volunteers’.” She chuckled at that before continuing.

“I appreciate you allowing me to add a couple to the mix who are more than willing to die for your entertainment, Master. I thought it would be pleasing for you to have one or two who are eager to be snuffed for your amusement.” She smiled coyly as she leaned closer and nibbled on my ear.

She purred, “Of course they might not be quite so willing once the process begins for them. Pain and the threat of death often change one’s outlook on one’s final moments. Even though we are all virtually the same I think it will be interesting to see how each one reacts. I think you will appreciate the differences, Master.”

“I suspect I will,” I murmured approvingly, my cock getting harder as I took her arm. “Lead the way.”

“Let’s get you ready first, Master.”

She kissed my lips as she began to slowly disrobe me. “I wish to see how hard you get with each new display I show you. I also want you to feel free to… enjoy yourself?”

She knelt until she lovingly pulled my pants and briefs down. Microkini Teri ultimately left me completely nude. Exposed and prevalent was my rapidly hardening erection.

She gave it a playful tug and a seductive lick before standing upright. Then she led me toward a blank wall, smiling as she chuckled, “Let’s see what we have over here behind door number one, shall we?”

1 ELECTRIC CHAIR TERI

“We’ll start here,” ‘Microkini Teri’ said with a smile. A moment later it was as if we passed through an invisible shield. Before us a naked Teri sat strapped down to a chair against a wall.

The sounds of her suffering were suddenly magnified the moment she became visible. I heard her whimper and moan as she squirmed in the chair. A red ball-gag was in her mouth, matching her slutty lipstick.

She grunted in agony, her eyes wide in horror as her body spasmed gently. Her head was strapped to the headrest. She appeared to be driving her torso down onto the seat she was resting on as though she was fucking something upon it.

Wires connected to her nipples and clit. It was clear what Microkini Teri had set up here. “An electric chair, right?” I asked with a smile. “Let me guess… metal probes up her cunt and ass?”

She smiled coyly. “I wanted to use this one to get you in the mood, Master.”

She paused to focus on the poor thing as her twin’s muffled cries increased with intensity. “Watch this, Master,” she observed as her eyes flashed. “I do believe she’s about to cum.”

Electric Chair Teri let out a muffled shriek. She appeared to be grinding herself into the two probes impaled up her holes. It looked like she was furiously fucking them.

Her upper body stiffened as her eyes rolled. My cock quickly hardened. But when her orgasm seemed to pass, she began to whimper and squirm even more.

“It’s my special creation, Master,” Microkini Teri giggled. “Every time she cums, the chair takes note and automatically increases the power to her nipples and holes. She’s literally going to fuck herself to death. Glorious, isn’t it?”

She sighed as though enraptured by the perverted scene. Her counterpart in the chair stared at her in absolute horror. Apparently she hadn’t fully appreciated her predicament until now.

She let out a muffled cry as though begging for mercy. My cock was hard and dripping at her suffering. It was a condition that did not go unnoticed.

“Master? Between your hard cock and me watching her fry herself to death I’m becoming incredibly horny. I don’t suppose you would care to do the honors, would you?”

She held out her hand. Then she spoke aloud. “Computer? Remote!”

A remote control device of some kind materialized in her hand which she calmly handed to me. “Master, you can increase the power to the chair and fry the whore if you desire. Or you can fry me. Electric sensors have been implanted in my tits, cunt and ass to allow me to feel her shocks should you so desire. If you penetrate any of my holes, my suffering will increase with absolutely no harm to you.”

I looked at her curiously, idly fingering the remote as I smiled at her. She seemed to inhale sharply as though half expecting me to press it. A moment later I thumbed what appeared to be the appropriate button, just to see what would happen.

Almost immediately she began writhing and moaning right where she stood. Her cries joined those of her twin who was really squirming in the chair.

Microkini Teri seemed to gyrate lasciviously. Her tits bounced as her torso humped the air. It looked as though her flesh was being attacked by a swarm of invisible insects.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She whimpered and moaned. “Hurts so… good!” she gasped.

She looked at her twin who was suffering in the chair. She gave her a knowing grin as though she should anticipate further pain. Then she turned toward me.

“Fuck me, Master. Please hurt me.”

My cock was hard and throbbing as I bent her forward. I grabbed a handful of those crimson strands of hers. Then I pulled her virtually nonexistent bikini bottoms aside.

I drove my dick hard into her soaked opening. But I was in for a surprise as I thrust hard into Microkini Teri’s dripping cunt. Electric Chair Teri’s torso jerked as though she’d just been brutally impaled.

My eyes widened in surprise. I pulled out and thrust hard into my Teri again. She let out a cry of suffering.

I heard her whimper as the one in the chair jerked, letting out a muffled cry at virtually the exact same moment. Again I thrust in hard and deep. Both reacted as one, crying out and jerking from being impaled.

The one in the chair looked at us in horror. The one I was fucking turned toward me, trying to smile despite her pain. “Fuck me hard, Master,” she gasped, obviously feeling some distress. “Make it hurt.”

She turned to look at the one in the chair. That’s when her voice grew ominous. “Make me cum, Master. Fuck your unworthy bitch.”

Electric Chair Teri’s eyes flashed wide in utter horror. She tried shaking her head no as though understanding what that would mean to her. A moment later I started thrusting hard, driving my cock as deep as it would go.

Microkini Teri screamed. The one in the chair let out a muffled shriek. I was getting one agonized cry, although it was obvious both were suffering.

As I brutally fucked my escort, her twin in the chair began responding as though she was getting the exact same pounding. She whimpered and cried out, her body bucking as though she was being savagely hammered. As I thrust harder, both bitches whimpered as though in extreme pain.

“Fuck me!” Microkini Teri gasped in agony. She turned toward me, her eyes flashing as though she knew what it would mean to her twin in the chair. “Hurt me bad, Master; make me scream!”

In the chair the whore’s eyes got bigger. Once more she tried to shake her head no. She didn’t want me to do any such thing to her twin.

A moment later she let out a muffled scream. It was a cry that was amplified by the bitch I was fucking. Their orgasmic cries merged as one.

Microkini Teri’s cunt clamped onto my cock by the force of her climax. I knew not whether it was from pain or pleasure. All I knew was that she would not let go.

When their orgasms finally passed, they both seemed to writhe in greater pain. It was as though the amplified power to the chair was also affecting Microkini Teri as well. “Now my ass!” she gasped, the pain obvious in her voice.

She looked right into the horrified eyes of her writhing twin in the chair. Electric chair Teri began trying to shake her head again. She seemed to know it would somehow hurt her as well.

I pulled out of Microkini Teri’s pussy. Then I pushed against her puckered anus. When it finally started to give, I thrust my cock hard inside.

Almost as one, both women jerked. Microkini Teri screamed in agony as Electric Chair Teri let out a muffled cry. Both had apparently felt my thrust as though they were somehow connected.

As I pounded my escort, the one in the chair let out muffled cries of agony. Her torso wriggled as though she was the one getting a good hard fucking up the ass. “HURT ME!” Microkini Teri screamed.

The other one let out a muffled cry of horror. I could see her pleading with her eyes for me not to do it. As I pounded the ass right in front of me, the both of them grunted and cried out.

This time it was the bitch in the chair who went off first. She let out a muffled cry as she stiffened and shuddered. The one I was fucking popped off a split second later.

Microkini Teri let out a shriek of agony mixed with overwhelming pleasure. Both of them appeared to orgasm quite painfully. It was more than I could stand.

My cock exploded in Microkini Teri’s ass. She shuddered hard as she went right into another orgasm. It triggered yet another one in her doppelganger writhing in the chair.

Both of them squirmed and bucked like crazy. Their eyes rolled into the back of their heads. What the one in chair did, the other seemed to instantly mimic.

“SNUFF…. ME!” Microkini Teri gasped. She appeared to be trying to focus on my pleasure.

I was hesitant to snuff her. Without her I wasn’t sure I’d be able to see the rest of the program. Reluctantly I flicked off the remote, severing her amazing connection to the chair as I pulled out of her ass.

She sagged for a moment. But her twin in the chair bucked and jerked like some sort of marionette. Microkini Teri was left panting heavily for breath.

I caught her in my arms before she could collapse onto the floor. But the chair was not done with her twin. The poor thing appeared unable to stop herself from brutally fucking the probes up her holes.

“Damn; that was fantastic!” my escort gasped. Then she motioned with her head toward the woman in the chair. “Watch the bitch suffer, Master. It won’t be much longer. I’m sure you’re going to enjoy this.”

Electric chair Teri fucked the posts in her holes like a woman possessed. She kept crying out into the gag in her mouth. She let out another muffled scream as her whole body stiffened.

She began to jerk and shudder in orgasm once more. “Damn; she’s cumming again,” Microkini Teri breathed excitedly. “She’s literally fucking herself to death.”

The Teri in the chair shuddered violently. Her motions eased up a little as she struggled to catch her breath, only to start violently fucking the probes again. It looked as though she simply couldn’t make herself stop.

Her eyes were wide in absolute terror. I could tell she was pleading with me to spare her. Then she stiffened again as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

“There she goes again,” my escort breathed rapturously. “Power’s increasing. She can’t stop herself.”

She paused, smiling wickedly as she nibbled on my ear. “Such a wonderful sight, Master; don’t you think? The orgasms are coming much faster now. She really IS fucking herself to death. It couldn’t happen to a better bitch.”

She giggled as though intoxicated. Then she gleefully called out to her wildly writhing doppelganger, “Enjoy the ride, honey! I know I’m certainly going to enjoy watching you fry!”

My escort started fingering herself. The Teri in the chair stiffened again. She shuddered… let out another muffled scream… and then stiffened all over again.

The orgasms were coming thick and fast. It was as though they were starting to blend together. That’s when I heard a change in the hum of the chair’s power as it steadily increased.

It wasn’t long until Teri let out a long, muffled scream that seemed never-ending. Sparks flew off the wires to her tits and clit. She shuddered as though she would never stop.

Blue flame flickered from the puddle of fluids in the seat of her chair. Sweat droplets appeared all over her body. Then I began to see electric arcs dance all over her flesh.

Electric Chair Teri’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as her body went stiff. I began to pick up the aroma of electrified flesh. I heard one loud, long muffled cry of extreme agony that seemed never ending.

By now I could distinctly make out the chair’s increasingly intensified humming. It was building toward a crescendo. It made me wonder if the girl in the chair might literally explode.

Microkini Teri’s twin started bucking hard as though she was having a seizure. Her eyes suddenly glazed over, frozen open with a look of extreme pain. Her naked body abruptly reduced to spasmodic twitches of various muscles.

She was no longer fucking the probes up her holes. The chair suddenly powered down. Then it turned off.

What was left of the woman in the chair sagged lifelessly. Smoke tendrils steamed up from her nipples and pussy. Stray muscles twitched, but she had clearly expired. There was a distinct aroma of burned flesh.

My escort orgasmed at the moment of truth. I heard her gasp “OH, FUCK!” as her twin died in the chair. I was vaguely aware of her furiously fingering her sopping wet cunt. Then she shuddered hard before letting out a sigh of pleasure.

“Damn!” she breathed in the direction of her dead twin. “Now that’s what I call ‘going out with a bang’!”

She turned to me with a knowing smile. Her eyes flashed excitedly. “So what did you think of my first one, Master?”

“Well done,” I murmured in awe, my cock having hardened right back up.

“The chair shut down just as soon as her heart did, Master. No use wasting power on a dead slut.”

She smiled sweetly at me before running her arms around my neck and kissing me longingly. I turned and saw Stripper Teri still dancing her routine. Clearly she could see us, her eyes wide in horror.

It was obvious she’d watched her counterpart die in the chair. It had probably motivated her to improve her routine. She was really fucking that pole now.

I could see parts of it glistening from her working it. Was she aroused despite the horror she’d just witnessed? An interesting combination of fear and excitement.

My escort turned to look at her before smiling wickedly. “Better keep dancing, bitch, if you know what’s good for you. I’d hate for you to have to sit in this slut’s place over a bad performance.”

She waved dramatically at the corpse in the chair. It was enough to make her terrified twin swing lewdly around on the pole again. She appeared to dance and sway with all her might.

Microkini Teri took my arm and grinned at me. “Shall we carry on, Master?” I found myself looking forward to seeing what she had set up next.

2010; 2020 (written May 22 ’10; ed. Jul 22 ‘20 by riwa)