I’m hanging naked upside down in some sort of assembly line. My arms are tied behind my back. I have no idea how I got this way.
My terror (and my arousal) are palpable. I moan and whimper. My sounds join those of the other naked girls hanging in front of and behind me.
We all suddenly jerk forward. Several girls let out cries of alarm as we’re set to swaying back and forth. My head bumps into the ass of the girl in front of me, and we both cry out.
We’re headed toward some sort of doorway covered in thick folds of hanging plastic. We’re being pulled through one by one. I have an uneasy feeling over what lies beyond.
A track in the ceiling pulls each one of us along. Our ankles are secured above us. Our bodies are set in motion when we’re jerked forward, causing us to swing back and forth.
I see another girl pass through the thick plastic folds and disappear. That’s when I become aware of cries and screams coming from the other side. I’m terrified out of my mind.
We’re jerked forward again until only five girls are ahead of me. I hear another shriek from the other side of the opening. It makes me whimper even louder.
Something terrible is happening on the other side, and it chills me to the bone. I can see the girls in front of me as they wriggle and squirm. But they can’t escape their fate anymore than I can escape mine.
The line jerks us forward once more. Girl number five passes through the thick sheets of plastic. She disappears into the unknown.
I hear another shriek of horror and it makes me want to scream. I hear the cries of other girls on the other side of the plastic as I draw closer. Whatever is happening over there must be utterly horrific.
We jerk forward again, and girl number four passes through. A moment later I hear her screams of sheer terror. I feel a lump in my throat, knowing there is absolutely nothing I can do to stop this.
There are only three ahead of me now, and I’m frightened even more. My pussy is wet from my terror. I’m afraid I might actually piss myself.
Girl number three passes through. An instant later, I hear her screams. Now I can hear the cries of the other women on the other side as I get closer.
I don’t know how my brain can function in my current state. Somehow, I count in my mind how long it takes before the line jerks us all forward again. It takes about 30 seconds.
Girl number three is pulled through. She screams like a banshee. If anything, her cries get more intense once she’s on the other side. What can possibly be waiting for us over there??
The girl in front of me twists around until I can see her face. I can tell she is terrified out of her mind. “Gawd; what’s going to happen to us?” she gasps anxiously. I gulp nervously as I tell her I don’t have the slightest clue.
The line jerks again, and girl number two is pulled through. Whatever she sees on the other side sets her off. There’s yet another scream of horror.
I jerk and wince as the girl in front of me pants heavily. She’s just as terrified as I am. What is waiting for us beyond that thick sheet of plastic?
30 seconds is an eternity before the line jerks again. She is pulled through, and I catch my breath. Gawd, I’m next!
I hear her voice cry out… “OHMYGAWD! NOOOOOO!” It makes me stiffen. What’s behind those plastic flaps covering the opening? I’m about to find out, and it absolutely terrifies me.
The line jerks forward, and I deliberately close my eyes. I try to tell myself it can’t be true if I can’t see it. Then I’m jerked forward, pulled through those plastic flaps.
I find myself on the other side. But I keep my eyes shut tight. My ears, however, cannot keep out the cries and sobs of the women hanging in front of me.
I wince, trying hard not to open my eyes. But my curiosity gets the better of me. My eyelids flutter open.
The next thing I hear are the terrified screams of a woman who cannot believe what she is witnessing. They are my screams. My mind simply cannot process what I’m witnessing.
That fifth girl who was ahead of me before passing through the plastic sheets? I see a guy in a white outfit brutally slash her throat with a large knife. Blood pours out of the massive wound in her neck onto the floor, disappearing through a blood-stained grate.
Her head tilts at a crazy angle. Her body jerks and gyrates. She’s bleeding out, all caught up in the throes of dying.
Further down, I see a guy in a similar white outfit. Only I see him cutting off the head of the seventh girl in front of me. It is obvious she’s had her throat slit.
She makes no movement at all as he tosses her head into some sort of disposal, perhaps never to be seen again. I can tell she is quite dead. But that’s not the worst of it.
I see a red laser bisecting the headless corpse of the ninth woman in line. In seconds, her body is hanging in two pieces like two sides of beef. That’s when it hits me…
OHMYGAWD; I’M IN A SLAUGHTERHOUSE!
At that moment the line jerks me forward. Girl number four ahead of me starts to scream. But she’s immediately silenced as the man in white slashes her throat.
She starts gurgling as blood pours out of her wound. Her body bucks and jerks. A quick glance up the line reveals that dead girl number six is now having her head cut off as girl number eight is bisected.
My mind suddenly goes numb. I can’t find my voice to scream anymore. It’s just too horrifying.
They’re going to slaughter me, along with all these other girls! I’m nothing but meat to them now!
The line jerks forward, setting our bodies to swaying again. The man grabs the hair of girl number three, and raises the blade in his hand. She cries out, “GAWD; NOO!”
He pulls her head back. Then he slashes her throat without a care in the world. It makes no difference whether she’s someone’s wife, daughter or sister.
I try to scream for them to stop… that we’re human beings… that they just can’t do this to u.! But my throat is dry. I can’t find my voice.
The line jerks forward again. Girl number two’s head is jerked back by a handful of her hair so that her neck can be fully exposed. Then her throat is viciously cut.
I cannot help but witness it all. Her body starts to convulse, and I can’t help myself. My bladder releases, allowing urine to dribble down my chest.
I suddenly become aware of the cries and screams of girls coming in behind me. At last, they have been fully exposed to this slaughterhouse of horrors that awaits them! Clearly they’re terrified out of their minds. There’s absolutely NOTHING any of us can do to prevent this from happening to us.
The line suddenly jerks us forward. I’m set to swaying back and forth again. Then I lock eyes with the girl ahead of me.
I see her silently begging me to do something. All I can do is watch in shock and horror as the man pulls her head back. Then he slashes the knife across her throat.
Blood spurts out of her wound as her body goes into spasms. Her eyes are open wide in utter shock. Her head hangs at a crazy angle as her mouth tries to open and close.
She’s dying, bleeding out right before my very eyes. I start to hyperventilate as my heart hammers in my chest. Then my mind screams that I’m next.
I’m utterly terrified! Any second now, the line will jerk me forward to my doom. I start shaking my head as I finally find my voice… “NO… DON’T… PLEASE…!”
I feel the line jerk me forward. The man in white is waiting for me. The bloody knife is in his hand. He shows no emotion whatsoever.
I inhale sharply as he grabs my head by a handful of hair. Then he pulls my head back, exposing my slender column to his blade. Instinctively I start to scream…
There’s a sharp pain along my throat as my voice is silenced forever. I hear myself gurgling as my lungs try to draw another breath. My body jerks in its death throes. That’s when I feel myself cumming so unbelievably hard.
I feel my heart thumping loudly in my chest. It’s going about a hundred miles an hour. That means it’s pumping my blood out of my body just as fast as possible. Gawd; I’m going to bleed out in seconds… SECONDS!
I’m jerked forward in line once more, left to finish bleeding out as the girl behind me has her throat slit and starts to gurgle her life away. My head hangs askew with my neck severed. My heart pumps slower and slower as the flow of blood lessens from the gaping wound in my neck.
I can’t move my lips. I can’t think anymore. I’m losing consciousness.
My body is jerked forward to the next man waiting in line. Without pausing at all to acknowledge my humanity, he grabs my head. Then he tips it back and starts cutting.
Within seconds, my head has been separated from the rest of my body. Then it’s casually tossed away into the disposal unit. That’s when something amazing happens.
Somehow, I can still witness everything that is happening. Am I having an out-of-body experience?
I can see the entire line, from the slaughtered girls to the ones still wailing with fright as they wait their turn. I can see my naked, headless body hanging there. I’m hanging lifeless, just waiting to be butchered.
The line suddenly jerks forward, setting the bodies to swaying again. Each man calmly does his job despite the screams filling the room. Then the line jerks forward yet again.
My body ends up right in front of the guy whose job it is to bisect me. He grabs my neck stump to steady me. Then he grabs some sort of handheld device.
He points it right between my legs. Then he starts bisecting me with that red laser. He does it smoothly… one clean swipe down the length of my body………
AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!!
I sit bolt upright in bed, the sheets soaked with sweat. I can tell in an instant I’ve orgasmed hard. Gawd; I’m so embarrassed!
I get out of bed and go into the bathroom. I start to clean myself up, the nightmare still fresh in my mind. I shudder as the memory of it begins to fade.
I return to my bed. But I’m hesitant to go back to sleep. I’m afraid of more nightmares.
I sit down at my cosmetics table where my laptop beckons. I power it up and start surfing, hoping to find some sort of distraction. My body is still trembling, and I take long deep breaths.
Stupidly, I pull up the pictures that guy from overseas sent me. I stare in erotic horror at the girls in various stages of being slaughtered. Each one is having her throat slit.
I can tell in an instant where my nightmares originated from. But it’s just too erotic. I simply cannot turn away and look at something else.
In an instant, the image of a poor woman having her throat slit is replaced with a view of my sister sitting at her computer in a silk nightgown. “I saw you were online.” she says to me. “So what are you doing up at this hour?”
I tell her I can’t sleep. Then she gets this strange grin on her face. “Did you accidentally leave your webcam on, love?”
“Why?” I want to know.
“Because I can see you in all your naked glory!” She laughs and I’m embarrassed as hell.
I’m about to get up to go put a robe on when she suddenly gasps, “LOOK OUT BEHIND YOU!!” Before I can move, I feel hands jerk my arms behind my chair. I hear a zipping sound, and I soon determine that my wrists have been zip-tied behind my back.
A hand reaches around my face, grabbing my forehead. My head is tipped back, exposing my slender column. “Shall I slaughter you in front of your sister?” a voice whispers into my ear.
I swallow hard as I get the shakes something fierce. Gawd. I think I just wet myself!
I hear my sister scream, “LET HER GO, YOU BASTARD!” Then I feel a knife up against my neck. I feel an incredible jolt of erotic horror as an immense orgasm rushes toward me.
“Scared?” a male voice chuckles into my ear. “Shall we show your sister some blood?”
I whimper and moan, terrified out of my wits. My pussy throbs with a shameful ache. “DON’T HURT HER!” my sister cries out.
He seductively whispers into my ear, “Say goodbye to your sister.”
I swallow hard. Then I quietly murmur, “Goodbye, love.” I have no idea why I obey his command.
I feel a sharp pain as the knife slashes across my throat. I start to gurgle as blood flows down my chest. Then my body starts convulsing, all caught up in the throes of dying. That’s when I’m hit by the biggest orgasm I’ve ever experienced.
I hear my sister yell, “GAWD; NOOOOO!” Then his hands are all over my tits. He squeezes them as my blood flows down my chest. It coats my murderer’s hands, but he doesn’t seem to mind.
I jerk and gurgle, thrashing about in the chair as my life bleeds away. Then he pulls away. The last thing I hear him whisper are the words “I hope you enjoyed being halaled!” Then he’s gone, and I find myself spiraling into the oblivion of darkness and what feels like a never-ending orgasm……………
“AAAUUUGGGGHH!”
I sit upright in bed, panting like crazy. Gawd; what a nightmare. Both of them! What was I thinking: going to that website and looking at all those pictures?!
I hear the toilet flush in the next room. Then my boyfriend appears in the lit doorway. “Did I hear you scream?”
“A nightmare,” I tell him. “A gawd-awful nightmare. I had a couple of them back to back.”
He looks at me for a moment. He gets this smile on his face. Then he deliberately pulls the blanket away.
Clearly, I’ve just made a mess in the bed. Thankfully, it’s dark enough. At least he doesn’t see my face flush red with embarrassment.
“Looks like you orgasmed, love,” he observes. “Are you horny? You look like you could use a good fuck!”
“Oh yes, darling!” I gasp. “I want you to ravish me!!”
He scoops me up in his arms, kissing me fiercely. I melt under his assault. My pussy is throbbing again.
He’s about to take me. And I’m so ready for it! Maybe a good, hard fuck will exhaust me enough to let me sleep through the rest of the night.
He suddenly surprises me by stripping off the bed covers. Then he starts tying my wrists and ankles to the four corners of our four-poster bed. “What are you doing?” I gasp breathlessly as I end up face-down.
My heart starts pounding in my chest. Ominously, he never says a word. I find myself becoming frightened and thrilled, all at the same time.
In moments, I’m lying on my stomach, stretched out all spread-eagled upon our bed as I start to protest. I hear movement, but I can’t see what he’s doing.
I feel him climb into bed with me. Then he’s on top of me. I feel his hard cock up against my butt as he lifts my hips up.
He finds my wet slit and starts to push his way inside. Then he starts thrusting hard in and out of my quivering pussy. It’s frighteningly glorious.
He’s having his way with me, and I feel my orgasm cresting, about to crash over me. Then strangely, he grabs a handful of my hair. A moment later, he jerks my head back.
The next thing I feel is the blade of a knife at my throat. I anxiously gasp, “What are you doing, love?”
I hear him whisper fiercely into my ear… “This is what you get for looking at all those pictures of girls with slit throats!”
He wouldn’t! NOOO! Then I wet myself just like that.
I should tell him no. Gawd, I should tell him not to! But my body is on fire.
I can’t think straight. I’m on the verge of the most powerful orgasm I have ever experienced in my entire life. Could this be another dream?
I hear myself scream incredible things at him… “DO IT! HALAL ME, BABY! DO IT NOW, LOVE! GAWD; I’M GOING TO CUM SO HARD!”
I feel the blade cut deep into the flesh of my throat. My body jerks and spasms as warm blood spurts out of the wound in my neck. I hear myself gurgling.
I cannot speak anymore! This… this feels real! Then I feel his powerful cock erupting inside my pussy.
I find myself falling over the edge into the most violent climax I’ve ever experienced. It’s the most devastating, yet the most beautifully intense orgasm I’ve ever felt. I had no idea a girl could cum so hard!
Everything dims all around me as my body succumbs to incredible pleasure. For a moment, I have no idea where I am or what is happening to me. Then I find myself falling into the abyss of oblivion as I start to come back down from the plateau of my orgasm.
I hear myself screaming in my mind as I start to fade away… “No; it’s just a dream. It’s got to be a dream… OHMYGAWD, IT’S GOT TO BE A DREAM………..”
2012; 2022 (written for Dorothy’s sister Sep 18 ’12; ed. Oct 3 ‘22 by riwa)