Occasionally my wife and I visit the Snuff Club for a night of excitement. We often pick out a woman from the line outside to join us. We never know what we’re going to do with her once we get her inside. But it often involves snuffing her.
Lately, my wife has been wondering what it would be like to take a girl home and enjoy her in the privacy of our basement. She’s been asking if we could pick one up from the Club and bring her home. So we talked to Mistress Chastity about it.
When I called her, she said she didn’t have a problem if we took a girl home with us. She told us we could even snuff her if we were so inclined. If we called the Club afterwards, they would happily send someone to pick up the corpse to cook down in their kitchen. This news greatly excited my wife.
The last time we were at the Club, I was the one who picked out the girl from the line. It had been my night to choose whether or not to snuff her. Eventually, we ended up hanging her in a private snuff room.
On this night, it was my wife’s turn to pick a girl and decide what to do with her. She wanted to bring one home so we could enjoy her at our leisure and in the comfort of our own residence. Naturally, I became aroused at the idea.
I made another suggestion. What if Mistress picked a girl out for us? My wife loved that idea. So she told me to call the Club and ask for a girl to bring home with us.
I called the Snuff Club and got the front desk. I told the representative on the other end what we were interested in. I was immediately put in touch with Mistress Chastity.
My wife was so excited that she took the phone from me. She asked if the Club would pick out a girl for us from the line outside. She said we would be there shortly to pick her up and bring her home, if that would be ok.
Mistress Chastity was more than agreeable. My wife said it was kind of like ordering take-out. Mistress chuckled before telling her she would find one out in line she hoped we would both enjoy.
When we finally got there, Mistress Chastity had a woman reserved for us. She told us her name was Jennifer. The young woman was quite attractive, and she had a nice rack.
Jennifer was told she would be going home with us. She immediately wanted to know what we were going to do to her. “These are some very important clients of ours,” Mistress Chastity explained. “They’re probably going to snuff you, sweetie. But knowing them, you’re probably going to go out with a bang.”
Jennifer dubiously looked us both over. I could not help wondering what was going through her mind. Did she think the Club owner was serious? Or did she think Mistress Chastity was joking?
We asked her if she would be willing for us to take her home. She looked at Mistress Chastity for advice. “It’s your choice,” the co-owner of the Club told her. “I strongly suspect they’re going to snuff you before the night is over. But if you do go home with them, the Club will most certainly be grateful you entertained a couple of our VIPs.”
Jennifer looked at us as though weighing things over in her mind. “They’re VIPs?” she repeated incredulously. And with that, she agreed to go home with us.
“Excellent!” Chastity gushed happily. “You’re going to have a wonderful time with them!”
We took her home straight away. I drove as my wife made out with her in the back seat. I had to focus on the road ahead, being as how they were really going at it all hot and heavy.
Once we got home, we wasted no time taking her straight down to our basement. My wife was visibly excited about the whole thing. I know I was sure eager to get things started.
Since it was her turn to give directions, I let the wife be in charge of all activities and decisions regarding our guest. Jennifer and my bride promptly undressed each other. Then they passionately kissed.
After a while, my wife started giving instructions. I dutifully tied Jennifer, making sure her legs were spread as she lay upon our torture brace. Then I made sure her arms were stretched and secured behind her.
The wife playfully covered her mouth with one hand, pinching her nose shut with her fingers. Jennifer’s eyes went wide as she struggled in vain to breathe. My wife loves toying with them, especially when it comes to making them breathless.
Next, I tied a rope around Jennifer’s neck as per my wife’s instructions. Meanwhile, she went and retrieved a vibrating wand. Then she used it on our guest as I pulled the rope tight.
Our guest was a little resistant at first. The harder I pulled, the more Jennifer suffered. But the more she suffered, the harder she climaxed. I think the orgasms loosened her right up.
Next, the wife used a whip on Jennifer, lashing her tits and crotch. Jennifer screamed (just the way she was supposed to). My wife has a rather sadistic side and likes to torture them.
After the whipping, my wife vibrated her again. Jennifer climaxed like a full-blown whore. It was erotic as hell, and it really turned on my sadistic bride.
After a while, we released her long enough to move her over to our special table. Her stomach was supported, but her breasts and nipples hung off the front. That’s when my wife attached alligator clamps with little weights to her nipples.
I rigged up a noose, leaving the end of the rope to dangle freely. My wife smiled as she looped it around Jennifer’s throat and snugged it up tight. Then she gave a dramatic warning pull, causing our guest to choke and rasp in alarm.
My kinky bride smiled as she attached her favorite strap-on. It’s a rather long, thick one. And since Jennifer’s legs hung off the end with her ass available, she got the fucking of her life.
My wife enjoyed pulling on the free end of the rope, almost cutting off our guest’s air supply as she brutalized her cunt. Jennifer cried out in pain until she could hardly breathe. Then she bucked and shuddered hard in orgasm.
My wife pulled out before beating her ass red with a whip. She went around and added more weight to the alligator clamps attached to her nipples. Then she went back around and thrust her strap-on deep into our guest’s butt.
Jennifer cried out again from the pain. That’s when my wife deliberately pulled hard on the rope, strangling our guest. But it was not enough to stop Jennifer from climaxing over and over again like the whore she clearly was.
After a while, my wife became bored. So Jennifer was freed from the table. But she remained secured in the noose.
I slid the table out of the way. Then Jennifer was stood upright. My wife playfully pulled on the free end of the rope, lifting our guest up onto her toes until she was rasping for breath.
Responding to instructions, I dutifully spread Jennifer’s legs apart. I attached a bar between her ankles. Then I attached a dildo pole to the spreader bar, the dildo being cruelly inserted up into her ass.
As I pulled on the rope, my wife sadistically whipped her all over, leaving red welts all over her flesh. She made sure to whip her crotch and tits, making the still-attached weights bounce from her nipples. Jennifer screamed… and then she climaxed again. My bride loved it.
Next, she added alligator clips to her labia, making sure to add weight to each clip so it would hurt. Jennifer tried to scream from the pain. But I made sure to pull on the noose hard enough to heft her up onto her toes.
Her agony could only be expressed in rasps and gurgles as my wife vibrated her again. Jennifer climaxed hard, this time squirting all over our bare floor. My wife loved it.
She cruelly added more weight to the nipple clamps. Then she added more weight to the labia clamps. Jennifer was clearly in agony.
My sadistic bride whipped her tits, stomach and ass. She hit whatever did not yet have a red welt upon it. Then she vibrated Jennifer’s swollen nub until the poor thing climaxed violently.
”You want relief?” my wife asked. Jennifer tearfully nodded. But she received a lash against her breasts before my wife cried out, “Beg me to hang you!”
Jennifer anxiously shook her head no. I think now it was beginning to dawn on her just what exactly she had signed up for when she had agreed to join us. But it was much too late for her to change her mind.
My wife whipped her ass. Jennifer was in anguish, especially with the weights hanging from her nipples and labia. Then the whip stung her crotch again and again.
“Beg for it, bitch!” my wife demanded. But Jennifer still shook her head.
The whip sang out again and again. “Beg for it, bitch! Beg for it and I’ll give you one last orgasm as you hang!” Jennifer shook her head no.
“I just love it when they’re defiant,” my sadistic bride purred. “It means I get to whip them again and again.”
The whip sang out until Jennifer’s tits were red. Her ass was covered with marks. And she tried to cry out every time the whip stung her crotch, especially when it made contact with her clit.
Jennifer finally nodded as I held onto the rope, keeping her suffering upon her toes. My wife sneered, “I can’t hear you, bitch!” Then she nodded at me to give our guest some slack.
There were tears in her eyes as she rasped, “Please hang me.”
The whip sang out. Her tits bounced as those weights pulled on her nipples. Then she screamed as the whip made contact with those weights hanging from her labia.
“Please hang me.” she said more affirmatively. But the whip sang out again and again. Jennifer screamed in pain before crying out, “HANG ME – HANG ME!”
My wife grinned sadistically at me before nodding. That’s when I dutifully hauled Jennifer’s ass up into the air. With no more solid footing beneath her, she started to kick. But that just made the dildo pole cruelly fuck her ass.
She really rasped and wriggled as the thick noose extended her agony. My wife cruelly whipped her crotch until Jennifer squirted her climax. I was amazed how orgasmic she was.
“Here’s your reward,” my wicked bride said as she applied the vibrating wand. Jennifer actually looked as though she was trying to hump against it as she dangled from the noose. Then she appeared to shudder and squirt.
I asked my bride, “Shall we take her down?” She just shook her head as she replied, “Snuff the sexy bitch! I want to whip her as she dies!”
I left her up and tied her rope off as my wife whipped her again and again. Jennifer weakly kicked, further thrusting that dildo painfully up into her ass. Then she climaxed as she pissed herself.
She hung quietly as the wife kept whipping her. But there was no further response. So she made me haul Jennifer higher into the air so she could lick her dripping crotch.
My bride really feasted, enjoying the dead, dripping cunt. Then she told me, “Call Mistress Chastity! Tell her I loved the one she picked out for us. Someone can come get her for the kitchen. Be sure to let her know there’ll be a special tip in our payment to the Club.” I nodded before dutifully heading upstairs to make the call.
8-8-23 Inspired by the picture I found on the Internet from Hogtied.com.