{"id":14178,"date":"2018-04-18T00:07:34","date_gmt":"2018-04-18T06:07:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=14178"},"modified":"2018-04-18T00:07:34","modified_gmt":"2018-04-18T06:07:34","slug":"beheaded-by-her-husbands-lover","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=14178","title":{"rendered":"Beheaded by her husband’s lover"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cI\u2019m in love with Eileen.\u201d He said it just that casually.<\/p>\n

Dorothy looked at him in shock as anger swelled within her. \u201cYou mean that bitch across the road? When the hell did this happen?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s been going on for some time now, Dottie.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDoes the whole town know yet? Have you both made a total fool out of me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, we\u2019ve kept things discreet. But we want to be together now.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIs that why we haven\u2019t had sex in weeks?\u201d In response he lowered his head.<\/p>\n

\u201cBloody hell!\u201d She didn\u2019t know if she wanted to laugh or cry. There were just too many conflicting emotions she was experiencing at the moment.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you want to marry her?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe want to live together before we get married, yes. We\u2019re planning a trip to Bermuda.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you\u2019re going to leave me just like that?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry, Dottie. I can\u2019t help who I\u2019ve fallen in love with.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDamn you, Bill.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI thought I\u2019d tell you because I\u2019m going over there to spend the night with her. Good night, Dottie.\u201d And with that he walked out the door, leaving her staring in shock.<\/p>\n

—<\/p>\n

Two days later Eileen had the gall to come over to see her. She told Dorothy she hadn\u2019t planned for any of this to happen. It just did, and she wasn\u2019t the least bit sorry.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re not going to get in our way, are you, Dottie? Bill and I love each other very much.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat the hell can I do about it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m glad to see you\u2019re taking it well.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell you sure as hell are!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI hope you won\u2019t cause us any trouble, will you?\u201d<\/p>\n

Dorothy thought about it for a moment. Then she sighed as a tear came to her eye. \u201cWhy fight it?\u201d she replied in resignation. \u201cIf Bill wants to be with you, what can I do to stop it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s the spirit. Now I\u2019m going back over to tell Bill the good news you won\u2019t be getting in our way. After all, we\u2019re planning a trip to Bermuda.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou sure are rushing to start your life together,\u201d Dorothy replied sourly.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s because we\u2019re in love, hun.\u201d And with that Eileen walked out the door\u2026<\/p>\n

—<\/p>\n

It didn\u2019t take Dorothy long to come to a decision. A divorce would be messy and would be the ultimate humiliation. So she decided it was best if she just went away. Hell, she was willing to die if that\u2019s what it was going to take. The humiliation of the loss of her husband was just too much to bear.<\/p>\n

When Bill came over to collect some things, she told him she loved him but that she wouldn\u2019t stand in their way. He asked, \u201cSo you\u2019re willing to give me a divorce so I can be with Eileen?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBetter than that, Bill. I\u2019m willing to die if that\u2019s what it will take.\u201d<\/p>\n

He looked at her for a long moment as though considering the matter. Then he said, \u201cI\u2019ll tell Eileen about your offer. She might be interested.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, I\u2019ll just bet she will.\u201d And with that he walked out of the house with a couple of suitcases of his things\u2026<\/p>\n

—<\/p>\n

Eileen came over a couple days later. Dorothy let her in. She was too discouraged to show the woman any venom. If Bill had fallen in love with another woman, who was she to interfere with his happiness?<\/p>\n

\u201cYour husband says you\u2019re willing to die to make this easier on us all. Is this true?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, it\u2019s true. Why, do you have something in mind?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAs a matter of fact, Dottie, I do.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dorothy stared at her in surprise as Eileen handed her a slip of paper. On it was an address. \u201cWhat\u2019s this?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe location of your demise if you\u2019re serious about dying for us.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you looking forward to killing me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI might be.\u201d Dorothy felt an erotic chill at the woman\u2019s calm demeanor.<\/p>\n

\u201cCan you be there at nine am tomorrow without your car?\u201d<\/p>\n

Dorothy looked at the address and thought it over. \u201cI think I can manage.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGood. Wear what you want to be buried in. See you tomorrow morning, Dottie.\u201d And with that Eileen was gone.<\/p>\n

Dorothy gasped for breath as she thought it over. Was this really going to happen? She wasn\u2019t sure she could face the busybodies around town with the horrible news of her husband leaving her. Perhaps it was better this way. After all, she loved Bill. If this would grant his happiness, she was willing to do whatever it took, even if it meant going to her grave\u2026<\/p>\n

—<\/p>\n

The location was an abandoned house on a lonely lane. Dorothy had caught a ride with a passing motorist and had been dropped off a couple miles away so as not to give any indication where she was going. Now she began to get the chills as she walked down the lane.<\/p>\n

She saw it was a two story house with what looked like a basement. Out of curiosity Dorothy went around back. That\u2019s where she discovered a shallow grave had already been dug.<\/p>\n

She got the shivers again as she stared at the location she was going to spend all of eternity. Then she headed for the house. There was no sign of a vehicle anywhere.<\/p>\n

She entered the building and looked all around. It looked kind of grotty. \u201cEileen? I\u2019m here!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m down here in the basement, Dottie.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dorothy found the stairwell and took the steps down. She turned a corner and opened a door. Eileen was there wearing black latex and was standing next to what looked like a guillotine.<\/p>\n

Dorothy gasped in disbelief, getting the shivers as she looked at it. \u201cIs this what you\u2019re using to *gulp* end my life?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt sure is, love. I found this a while ago and always wanted to use it on someone. I\u2019m glad you came here today.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere\u2019s Bill?\u201d Dorothy looked all around for her husband, but didn\u2019t see him.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe dug the grave, but he didn\u2019t want to be here for the grand beheading. He just couldn\u2019t witness your death. He\u2019ll be back in an hour to pick me up after I\u2019ve finished burying you.\u201d She paused as she looked at her before asking, \u201cIs that what you want to be buried in? You kind of look like a tart.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dorothy got up on the bench to the guillotine and posed in her dark blue skirt and pink blouse. \u201cDo I look the part? Is this what you were hoping for?\u201d<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

\u201cI have no problem beheading a tart like you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLook who\u2019s talking. I\u2019ll bet you slutted around with my husband, am I right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you going through with this, Dorothy, or not? I don\u2019t have all bloody day. Bill and I are catching a flight to Bermuda later this afternoon, and I\u2019ve got to bury you before we go.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFine \u2013 fine.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dorothy found herself panting for breath. Could she really go through with it? She decided she\u2019d come this far, so she might as well go all the way. \u201cLet\u2019s get on with it, Eileen, ok? After all, you have places to be with my husband.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIn that case, go ahead and strip for me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve always wanted to behead a girl in the nude. Since you\u2019re so willing, I don\u2019t see why you can\u2019t go along with it. What\u2019s it matter to you? After all, you\u2019re going to be headless in a few minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dorothy looked at her for a long moment. \u201cFine,\u201d she panted as she started to undress. \u201cLet\u2019s get this over with.\u201d<\/p>\n

She took all her clothes off, only to see Eileen stripping as well. \u201cI\u2019m not like that,\u201d she told her. \u201cHave you told my husband about your kinks?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, I\u2019m not like that either. Since you\u2019re going to be naked, I want to be naked the moment I behead you, especially since I don\u2019t want to get any blood on me. Now let\u2019s get your hands cuffed and get you up onto the bench, ok?\u201d<\/p>\n

Dorothy felt a shudder of arousal as she pulled her wrists behind her back. Eileen cuffed them together. Dottie couldn\u2019t believe how calmly this woman was acting about all this! What\u2019s more, she couldn\u2019t believe how much this husband-stealing bitch seemed to be looking forward to it!<\/p>\n

\u201cNow the bench,\u201d Eileen told her, tipping it up.<\/p>\n

Dorothy pushed herself up against it. Eileen wrapped one strap around her upper body to hold her in place. Then she started to tip her forward.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Dorothy gasped as she was lowered face down. Eileen grabbed the bench and slid it forward until Dottie\u2019s head went through. Down below she saw a wicker basket waiting for her head. It made her gasp for breath as she started trembling.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Dorothy got a good look at Eileen\u2019s bush. It was glistening with moisture. Was the bitch aroused; was she looking forward to this?<\/p>\n

\u201cD-did Bill have any *gulp* last words for me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNone, Dottie,\u201d Eileen said as she leaned against the guillotine. \u201cHe did say he can\u2019t wait for us to get to Bermuda. He\u2019s off having his morning coffee. He\u2019ll be back after I finish filling in your grave.\u201d<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Dorothy found herself panting for breath. She had the shakes something fierce. Was this really going to happen??<\/p>\n

\u201cAny last words?\u201d Eileen asked as she grabbed the lever. That\u2019s when Dorothy wet herself, unable to control her bladder.<\/p>\n

\u201cI want you to t-tell Bill I love him. I don\u2019t h-hold this against you. I hope you have a n-nice t-time in\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI ain\u2019t got all day,\u201d Eileen said with disgust as she pulled the lever. The blade came down with a loud THUMP, causing Dottie\u2019s body to jerk. Dorothy\u2019s head tumbled forward into the wicker basket.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Eileen picked the head up and looked at the face of her decapitated rival for Bill\u2019s affections. Dorothy had a look of surprise on her face. Her eyelids fluttered as her lips quivered.<\/p>\n

On the bench her body humped and jerked as though every nerve ending was trying to figure out what the hell happened to her brain. Blood poured out of her severed neck into the wicker basket. Eileen looked at the head and then the body.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot bad, honey. That was kind of enjoyable. It\u2019s too bad I don\u2019t have time to fuck Bill right now. I\u2019m so fucking horny, but we\u2019re on a tight schedule. We have to catch that plane to Bermuda and I still have to bury you.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eileen made sure she had no blood on her before she got dressed. Then she dressed Dorothy in the clothes she had worn. \u201cI\u2019d bury you naked, but I\u2019ll grant you some dignity, love.\u201d<\/p>\n

She picked Dorothy up to carry her outside. Then she looked at the head sitting on the bench. You know, honey? I don\u2019t even think Bill\u2019s going to miss you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

She carried the body outside and dumped it unceremoniously into the recently dug grave. Then she went back inside and collected the head and the wicker basket. She carried both out and tossed them into the pit with the body. Dorothy\u2019s head landed near her spread legs.<\/p>\n

Eileen grabbed the nearby shovel and started throwing in loads of dirt. \u201cBill will be picking me up in an hour. That should give me enough time to bury you. I\u2019m really looking forward to shagging him when we get to Bermuda. Watching your beheading has made me horny as hell.\u201d<\/p>\n

It took fifty minutes to fill the grave with dirt. Eileen went inside and cleaned up. By the time she was ready, Bill drove in and picked her up.<\/p>\n

\u201cHow did it go?\u201d he asked as they drove back into town toward the airport.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe went like a lamb,\u201d Eileen told him with a smile before giving him a kiss on the lips\u2026<\/p>\n

\u00a9 2017 (Written for Dottie June 30 \u201917 by Riwa. Maniped renders provided by Dottie and used for illustration purposes only.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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