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Although there is discussion of a snuff film in the story, this is NOT a snuffstory. If you need to be reassured, go to the last part of the story and youwill find the heroine riding off to new and better adventures. The author iswell aware that some folks really don't like snuff (personally, I think itis a waste) and so I am going to extra lengths to appeal to your curiosity.
Cemented.
By
Fetterer
Chapter 1
The man was anxious. He knew about the group's preparations for a snuff filmand he was determined to prevent the ultimate outcome. He couldn't do muchto prevent what would happen to the woman in the lead-up and frankly, he wasn'ttoo sure he really wanted to.
The "Group" was a collection of men and women who had made severalfake snuff films. A few in the group, including him, had acted in previousfilms and he had belonged to the group for a long time. He would, and had,beaten a woman bloody, nailed tits to a board and branded them but he drewthe line at murder.
Valerie, the woman who would be involved in the proposed snuff film, was thirty-nineyears old and a widow left with nearly nothing when her husband died. She hadtwo kids she wanted to go to college but knew she'd never be able to financetheir education. Additionally, the family home was in danger of foreclosureby the bank. She worked hard but couldn't get ahead and was very discouraged.
She answered an unusual advertisement on a fetish website and, subsequently,a meeting with a couple women and some men was set up, She couldn't see thembut she had noticed two different female voices; she couldn't count the men.The security arrangements were explained away so that she would never knowany of the people who engaged her. After some careful questioning, and a hugepause, Valerie acknowledged that she understood the offer might involve herdeath. One of the men interviewing her cleared any uncertainty by assuringher that it was not a case of might but absolutely would involve her death.
Over a period of a few weeks, the Group made arrangements so her kids wouldhave enough money to go to college and the house would be paid off and putin their names. She also arranged for an old school chum who was an attorneyto be administrator of her will and guardian to the boys if anything ever happenedto her.
Preparations for the event took time but finally all was ready and she hadprepared herself in ways that, under different circumstances, she would neverhave done. Her many new piercings were a case in point. She knew women whohad their nipples pierced but she would never have thought of having it doneherself. Afterwards, looking in the mirror, she had to admit they were veryattractive. But getting it done had hurt like a bitch because the group hadinsisted on larger than average rings, which meant a larger hole and that hurtmore. Most women would have begun with smaller holes and worked their way upbut she didn't have the time.
The many rings in her pussy were interesting; they hadn't hurt as much asthe piercings in her nips and had healed faster. Yes, the clit piercing hadhurt a lot but she had to admit it was sort of neat. She also discovered rightoff that it was very useful and wished she'd had it sooner. She had a nicelittle gold bar in her clit but the line of rings around her outer pussy lipswere just there.
In addition to the nipples and pussy her naval and nose were also piercedand the ears done several more times. She could hide the pussy and nipple piercingsbut the ear and nose ones could not be hidden from her kids so she just toldthem she liked them.
The nose ring was startling. It was large, descending below the level of herupper lip, which meant she sometimes had to lift it out of the way when shewas eating. The piercings in her eyebrows really gave her an odd look, as didthe inserts in her ear lobes. Damn but those large holes in her ears had hurt;they actually were punched out. She added up the total of new holes in herskin and in her head, and was startled when it came to twenty-two. Fortunately,one of the Group gave her some salve that seemed to accelerate the healingprocess. Nevertheless, she adhered to the daily treatment set up by the personwho had done her piercings.
Not all of the required preparations were painful. For instance, shaving herpussy was something she hadn't done since she got married, and it was fun todo again. Yes, of course, she had shaved her pussy many times as a teen andcollege student in her twenties but her husband had encouraged her to let herbush grow. She thought it would be nicer to eat a shaven pussy but he saidhe liked the feel of her pussy hair on his face when he did her.
The group had given her a special fastener so that she could wear her newleather coat open but just enough to barely cover her bare tits. The firsttime she had gone out wearing it this way, she felt she was on display, whichshe was, but she didn't notice people being especially impressed or even noticing.Plus, lo and behold, she liked the exhibitionist part.
Although she had a couple of pairs of boots to go with her leather pants,the Group required that she be fitted for new boots at a certain cobbler's.Valerie had no idea what this was about.
She had frequently masturbated after the death of her husband but the Groupwanted her to increase the frequency. They had given her a set of ben wa ballsto wear while she was at work and those little metal balls had been a revelation.They seemed to keep her horny all the time. Except when she was a teenager,she couldn't recall such a continual state of sexual arousal. It was nice.She might only have a few more weeks to live, but it seemed she was going togo out as a fully aroused sexual animal. What have I been missing she askedherself frequently.
Since she had been widowed Valerie had gone out a few times with girl friendsand a couple times men she had met in bars had even fucked her. Again, at therequest of the Group, she had gone out a few times after making the deal, andeven seduced a couple men, but neither had been especially memorable with themen themselves seemingly confused by her pussy jewellery. Just seducing themhad been good for her and she even liked the taste of the semen from the manshe sucked off.
She had even begun to smoke again because she had figured there was no sensein worrying about cancer now.
Valerie had saved the last requirement until very close to the time when sheexpected to be summoned. When she entered the beauty parlour for her regularappointment her light brown hair was shoulder length. Asked how much she wantedcut off she had replied all of it! The hairdresser asked her to repeat herinstructions and she told the beautician to cut it all off and make her bald.
Reluctantly, the woman had done so. When her hair length was as short as thehairdresser could get it with a clippers, she proceeded to lather Valerie'sscalp and then shaved her head. To her amazement, Valerie was really pleasedwith her appearance. That she had a very nicely shaped head helped a lot, butthe starkness of her skull without the hair was really beautiful.
On what she thought might be the last day of her life, Valerie sent her kidsoff to school; then wrote a letter to each child. She told them she had madearrangements for them to have the house and money for a college education but,to accomplish all this, she would have to leave them and they would never seeher again. She couldn't bear to tell them that their mother was essentiallycommitting suicide to pay for their college education. She asked their pardonbut told them she knew of no other way.
After taking one last look around the house she donned a long leather coat.She was already wearing a leather corset (that came up over her tits) and leatherjeans with knee high boots. She took a cab to the airport, making conversationwith the driver so that he'd be sure to remember her, as if her baldness wasnot unique enough. At the airport, even though she knew the way, she askedtwo different employees for directions to the General Aviation area. Then shemade a phone call to the number previously given her and said simply: "I'mhere." She was told to take a certain seat and wait.
In time, a woman approached and made like an old friend who hadn't seen herin a long time. They chatted for a while and then she asked Valerie if shewanted a drink. Figuring it was something required of her, she replied in theaffirmative, and the two left the seating area. They entered the lounge andordered martinis. Valerie automatically lit a cigarette and the other womanmerely nodded. Finishing the drinks the woman told her they would exit thedoors to the apron where the private planes were parked and board a plane.
When they were seated and strapped in seats on a single engine plane, Valeriewas handed two black scarves and told to blindfold herself with one and tocover her baldhead with the other. She was bemused, if she was going to die,why hide where she was going, but did as asked. The pilot never looked directlyat her and wore his goggles the entire time. The flight was only about halfan hour long and, for all she knew, they could have landed back where theystarted.
As they flew along, blindfolded as she was, Valerie considered her leather.Her husband had introduced leather into her life and at first she just woreit to please him, but gradually had become addicted to the feel and smell ofleather. Her skin had bonded with the animal softness and her leather wardrobewas now extensive. Leather dresses and leather suits, leather trousers in jeanform and dress up form, she had them all. She had leather blouses and leatherlingerie, including push up leather bras and leather bras with cut outs forher nipples which were especially useful now since her nipples had been pierced.She had leather garter belts and kid gloves to the wrist, the elbow and eventhe shoulder. At one point, she had laughingly suggested to her husband thatthe only thing lacking was leather sheets for the bed and, presto, they hadthem.
Valerie spent a lot of time in her leather cat suit because it was very special.She learned very quickly that her husband enjoyed just seeing her dressed init to watch a movie with him. Of course, the suit had zipped openings overher boobs and in her crotch and these might be opened or closed as a need occurred.When they were open, she might have clothes pins attached to her nipples. Theyhurt, but she learned to get pleasure from that hurt because it was obviousher husband enjoyed putting them on her and she enjoyed giving her husbandthat pleasure.
She also had various things inserted in her cunt and asshole. Being filledwas something she had grown to like, and when the vibrating effects were onshe could be kept at a level of sexual tension for several minutes. The ideawas for her to resist an orgasm for as long as possible. At first, three minuteswas a long wait, but with practice, eventually she could stretch it out toa quarter hour and then a half and finally an hour. That had happened onlyonce the last time she and her husband had been together before he died. Inan instant, she regretted recalling that memory; she was about to die and hewas already dead.
She still had to wear the blindfold while being assisted into a car. As theywere walking away from the plane, she heard the motor rev up. When they gotin the car, her companion stated the plane was going to fly on for severalhours. The stop to let them off would not be recorded and the plane had themarkings of another plane just like it so even if someone remembered the numberwhile looking for Valerie, they would reach a dead end.
They drove for about a quarter hour. While she had no idea where they were,Valerie knew they were in deep woods from the smell in the air that came inthrough the ventilation system. In fact, the woodsy odour was the first thing,except for the fuel odour at the airport that had overpowered the smell ofher leather until now.
Valerie began to think about the things this group might do to her beforeending her life and ending her anxiety. What, her mind shouted at her, wasthat ? Had she really felt a slight shiver in her pussy? Contemplating a painfuldeath was a turn-on? It was! Fuck! Although she had a good sex life with herhusband, since she had agreed to accept death, all of a sudden she had becomea very sexual animal. Well, wasn't that just the shits.
And just then the car came to a stop and her companion told her she couldremove her blindfold if she wished, so she did. Wow! It was quite a lodge witha huge lawn and at least a four-car garage. The driver came around to openher door and she was told to extend both feet out of the door before exitingthe car. When she did the driver and her companion secured leg irons to herankles. The companion explained that they didn't think she would try to escapebut the leg irons would reduce the temptation.
Valerie was shown to a suite of rooms, her shackles were removed and she waslocked in. A glance out the window strengthened the idea of no escape. Shewas only one floor up, but her room was right over the kennels. There werea couple big black dogs and she surmised they were probably released to roamthe grounds at night. Well, she didn't want anything to interfere with thekids getting the money and the house so just resigned herself to a painfuldeath. Would it be today? Tomorrow? She didn't have a clue but there was nosense worrying about it because she had made her choice.
The woman she had met at the airport came in dressed in a maid's uniform andhelped Valerie prepare herself. The maid shaved her head and then rubbed herscalp vigorously with a very light oil until her pate shone. Her make-up soonturned into something very elaborate. Indeed, Valerie thought she'd never wornso much make-up. A red, creamy substance was applied to her face in the formof an eye mask. By the time the maid had evened it out and applied sparklesit was just as if she was wearing a burglar's mask on her face. The cream servedas eye shadow but her eyes were heavily outlined with eyeliner. Her lips weredone in a shade of purple that was very thick and shinny and a light blushapplied to her cheeks.
She was invited to sit and the maid quickly laced her into a pair of kneehigh boots with heels of at least six inches. Again, shackles were locked onher ankles but with a longer chain. No doubt the greater length was allowedbecause of the height of the heels. The maid pulled her to her feet and thendraped her leather coat over her shoulders. She was accompanied to the headof the stairs and then motioned to go down to be met by seven people.
They Group cheered her arrival among them. There were seven, so she assumedthat five were men since she already knew two of them were women. All of themwore hooded capes and masks.
"Valerie" said one of the men, "please join us in the parlourfor a before-dinner drink. We want you to be comfortable and enjoy yourself."
Struck with the irony, Valerie replied, "Before you arrange for me todie?"
There was a cold silence, until Valerie herself smiled and added, "Isn'tthat what we are here for? My death? Believe me, ladies and gentlemen, I fullyunderstand our arrangement and I will live up to it - er, I guess that shouldbe I will live until you end my life."
They all seemed to collectively exhale and the man who had made the invitationfor drinks said, "Quite so. Shall we proceed?"
And so the eight of them entered a nice, comfortable room, with overstuffedchairs and couches. A very nice fire had been laid. As she sat, Valerie attemptedto close her coat, but one of the women told her to just let it stay open becausethey all wanted to view her new jewellery. Valerie abandoned the attempt toclose the coat and instead slid forward in the seat and opened her legs soher multi-pierced cunt was in full view. The others applauded.
The other woman spoke, "You seem to have adjusted to your role very well,Valerie. Are you just pleased to be providing for your kids, no matter whatthe cost?"
She was silent for a moment and took a sip of the drink that had been servedby a butler and replied, "Well, of course, I wouldn't be doing this ifthe money wasn't involved. But I have to tell you that the preparations havehad an interesting effect on me. I am not suicidal, so I'm not looking forwardto dying. But your requirements have re-awakened the sexual side of me andI admit to enjoying that."
The seven turned and murmured among themselves. Finally, the first man spoke. "Isit our understanding that you are enjoying yourself at this moment?"
"Indeed," she replied. "If you were to look closely, you wouldsee my cunt lips are swollen and my pussy is wet. In some way or another Ihave responded to the preparations. As I said, I don't look forward to dying,but must admit that the last several weeks have been fun, as is this momentnow. Now, I have a question, will I die tonight?"
"Well, that was the deal we originally discussed. You would undergo severetreatment at our hands tonight and be assassinated afterwards."
"Hmm, I thought so. So when do I begin the process of dying?"
There was another long pause and then one of the women began, "Valerie,we have discovered in you something totally unexpected. In spite of our agreement,we expected reluctance on your part, an attempt to escape or get free. Almostanything but the emotions and reactions you're displaying now. Would you beinterested in modifying our agreement?"
Instantly on guard, Valerie early shouted, "You're not going to takethe money or the house from my kids, are you?"
"No, no," the woman reassured her. "In fact, quite the opposite.We had prepared six different scenarios for your death. You would have selecteda number and it would reveal how you would suffer and die. What we wonder nowValerie, is if you would be willing to undergo several of the scenarios andwe will triple the amount of money your children will receive."
With a grin, Valerie reminded them, "But I can die only once, can't I?"
"That is true," the woman agreed. "But we can stop any of thescenarios just short of death. You will die, but you won't know ahead of timewhich scenario will result in your actual death."
"What's the catch?" Valerie replied. "You can do that anyway."
There was a collective gasp. "Valerie," one of the men spoke, "youdoubt our honesty?"
At that response, Valerie laughed out loud and the others, realizing the fauxpau, joined in the laughter.
When they all settled down, a second round of drinks was served and, whileValerie lighted another cigarette, the man continued, "What I meant isthat we are honourable. We contracted with you to settle on your children asum of money in return for which for which you would be tortured and killed.We are offering to increase the sum for which you will be tortured up to threetimes the original amount, with death resulting as previously agreed."
Valerie drew deeply on her cigarette. The idea of her kids getting triplethe amount she had been willing to die for really appealed to her. And thenher new found sexuality settled the issue for her. She had an orgasm rightthere in front of them all, cigarette in hand. It might not have been the biggestone she'd ever had but there was no denying that it had been an orgasm. "Well," shesaid, "I guess THAT just settles it. When do we start?"
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