My wife and I hit the Powerball. After the brief, yet understandable shock wore off, we commenced with Operation Trick or Treat.
I had been in contact with 3 Amazing Pro Dommes. One was in my home state, and one was in New York City. The third lived in Canada.
Today was the 7th of October. Cash is in our checking account. We offer all 3 Ladies to Attend a BDSM themed party in Toronto Canada. We offer them 10k each to attend and party with us from sunset to sunrise.
To our eternal gratitude, they all accepted. And after NDA were signed by all parties, we rented out the finest dungeon Canada had to offer.
But perhaps I am getting ahead of myself. Let’s introduce the Ladies.
Part 2
The limo arrives at the dungeon front entrance. My palms are nervously wet with anticipation as the driver opens the door. The Ladies come out one by one. Meanwhile, my wife is inside making sure all is as we requested.
As they approach me, I assume the position with 3 envelopes. One is addressed to each goddess. They each say thank you for attending, and state that their word is law from sunset to sunrise. I give them my safe-word: banana pancakes. Then I tell them we can get the party started.
After reading the notes, the Trio walk up to me. One places a blindfold over my eyes, and a red ball gag in my mouth. The next thing I feel is a stun gun zapping me in the base of the neck. Blackness overwhelms me.
When I awaken, I discover I am still blind and mute. The only difference is that I am laying naked in a vacuum bed. I am told by the one with the sexiest voice that they are here to kill me.
They want my wife to join their coven. No witch is allowed a Husband. A sex slave, to be sure, but never a husband.
I hear the vac bed suck all the air around my body. But I can still breathe thru the nose hole. They ask my wife Darla if she is ready to offer my life for her service. I hear her reply, “Yes, Goddess Sabine.”
I feel masking tape being applied over my nose. She waited until I breathed outwardly so as to induce panic sooner. As I struggle with the tape. I hear them chant, “Accept his life as we claim his wife!”
Strangely, I can feel the magic in the air as I pass out from lack of oxygen.
Part 3
I am still alive. I am told I must die 3 times to satisfy their Goddess. That was but one death.
This time, I find myself naked on a chair. There is a noose around my neck. The gag is still in my mouth.
I can see, being as how they removed my blindfold. But this is not an act of mercy. They want me to fully experience the terror of my death.
I notice a video camera recording my situation. They say they will show this to future witches what true commitment to the coven means.
Sabine says to me, “For the crime of being a worthless man, we sentence you to hang by the neck until you are dead. May Goddess have mercy upon your soul.”
The noose is on a winch. With a push of a button, the noose raises me to 3 inches above the stool. It is a slow rise as to not break my neck.
I find myself rooting for a fast demise. But I have no such luck. Instead, I watch them hug one another as I cry tears of sadness and shameful arousal.
My struggle to stay alive only brings forth that same chant… “Accept his life as we claim his wife!”
Shamefully I spurt my load as darkness shows the mercy they would not.
Part 4
I am awake and tied to a chair. I’m gagged, yet able to see. They are all 4 dressed like nuns in black and white latex.
“Brian, this has been the best party ever. However, we must complete the ritual by sunrise, which is only an hour away. “
I am allowed to speak as the gag is removed. I simply say thank you. I also ask that they love and cherish my Darla. They assure me that they will.
Music starts to play. I’m tied to the whipping post. How ironic.
A canister with a breathing mask is secured to my face. Then it is turned on. I am told no more torture and to go to sleep forever as I hear it hiss open and fill my lungs. I smile just before I succumb to their torment for the third and final time.
Oct 2023 by Brian