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Ingrid was ecstatic. It was her firstanniversary next week and her husband Marcel had bought her a specialgift to celebrate this beautiful event. She had met Marcel at a BDSMmunch and they immediately got on well and after the first wild nighttogether, they were inseparable. Marcel proposed to her only two monthslater and they have been happily married since.

They both loved the extreme and violentaspect of sexual copulation. Ingrid was often beaten severely severaltimes during their passionate sex sessions and always loved it. Shealso loved to inflict pain on other girls. Often they had put up adson the net or in the papers looking for a woman to take part in theirsexual games each time resulting in the girl being beating black andblue at the least.

Her sex live was extremely exciting butstill she was not totally satisfied yet. She was still yearning forthe ultimate pleasure. She wanted to experience the pleasure of snuffingsomeone. Unfortunately, snuff was quite expensive, way too much forthe average income earner like her and Marcel to afford on a regularbasis. Nevertheless, she and Marcel tried very hard to save up enoughmoney to at least afford such a heavenly and luxurious pleasure foronce or twice which was usually only reserved for the filthy rich whocould afford to pay for it. Marcel had put in a lot of overtime atwork and even gave up on drinking and his other pleasures to save upenough money. All their hard work and savings was not in vain. Theyhad finally managed to save up enough money for this ultimate pleasure.Of course they could not afford the premium snuff service and get ayoung and extremely beautiful looking women for their snuffing pleasurebut nevertheless they could afford a woman. There was a low budgetsnuff service, which had slightly older women. The price of a womandue to the age and circumstances was much lower than the usual butstill was very high for the average workers. Despite that, it was wellworth it for them, especially for Ingrid who was so sadistic and sexuallyinsatiable. It was the Holy Grail in sex for her. And the timing wasperfect. It was only one week until their anniversary and they hadjust saved up enough money to afford a snuff session. Ingrid was sohappy and very much excited. It was going to be the perfect anniversary.They were going to buy themselves a snuff bunny, a woman that theywere able to torture to death on their anniversary day. It was a dreamcome true for her. It had been one of her wildest fantasies that shewanted to try out and experience for real all her life, and now itwas in reach of her grasp and soon to be happening.

Suddenly while Ingrid was masturbatingherself thinking of the week ahead and her planned snuff session, thephone rang. "Hello, Ingrid Doden speaking", she answered the phone. "Hi,darling, how's it going?" came the response from the other end. "Hi,mom, I was just masturbating." she replied. "Again? With the steeldildo that I gave you for your birthday?" her mother joked. Ingridgiggled like a little girl. She and her mother had no secrets betweeneach other. Sex was discussed openly between them. When Ingrid wasyounger, her mother introduced her to sex by letting her watch herwith her boyfriend. Ingrid had watched her mother being fucked fromall angles and in all possible holes. Her mother was quite a hornywoman herself, just like Ingrid. However, her mother was only interestedinto steamy sex but without the violence and pain. Torture and snuffdid not interest her much. Ingrid was quite different in that aspect.She loved torture, both being tortured and doing the torturing.

"I just wanted to wish you a happy anniversary,darling. I hope you have lots of fun with your snuff bunny. I knowhow much you have been wishing for one and I'm happy for you that youfinally got your wish."

"Thanks mom, that's very nice of you,but aren't you a bit early? The reception is on Saturday. You'll haveplenty of time to catch up and everything. You are planning on coming,right?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to make itthis weekend. I just got my termination notice and just wanted to letyou know and wish you the best."

"Oh no! Do you know how they are goingto do it?"

"Afraid not. I just got told to reportthere this afternoon."

"I hope you get killed swift and quickly.A pity you don't enjoy being tortured and snuffed slowly. You know,it could be enjoyable. I hope I get tortured a lot before I get killedwhen it's my time."

"Not me. You know I don't go for suchthings. I just hope they do it quickly. The guillotine might be a goodand quick way to go."

"Well, good luck. I love you, mom."

"I love you, too, sweetheart. Enjoy youranniversary and give my regards to Marcel. I gotta get ready now. Bye!"

"Bye mom and once again, good luck."

Ingrid's mother, Erika, was a 39 yearsold woman. She was quite attractive and could have passed for a 29year old. Her strawberry blond hair was smooth and long, but she worethem neatly tied to a bundle at the back of her head. She had takengood care of herself. Despite her age, she did not have saggy titsyet but rather she had a pair of perfectly firm breasts with big andhard nipples.

Her tummy felt funny when she thoughtabout her current situation. She had just been notified that she wasto be culled. It wasn't something she didn't expect. All women whenthey reach 35 automatically join the national culling program. Theculling program ensured that the population did not get into imbalanceand also ensured that older women be terminated. It would be cruelto let women die of old age when their bodies have deteriorated andthere's not much left of their beauties. The culling program ensuredthat such cruelty would not happen. Erika did not mind being culled.It was just how things were. It was the natural way. Women need tobe culled when they reach a certain age. She had no problem with that.However, she still felt weird about it. She wondered how she wouldbe killed. She hoped that it would be a quick and painless death. Butshe had no choice. The center would decide how to best dispatch her.It was completely up to them unless she could pay them the optionalluxury fee. If only she had the money. If she was rich she could hadafforded the optional luxury fee and could select the way she was tobe dispatched. That was the luxury of the rich. The rich could selectthe way they were killed, even who killed them and they usually chosesome celebrity to do it, but Erika had no such luxury. Her fait wasto be decided by her local culling center or whoever was in chargeof it.

While Erika was getting ready to reportto her local culling center, Ingrid was busy preparing for her anniversarycelebration. The news about her mother's impending culling unsettledher a bit, but there was nothing she could do about it nor was it reallyworth to worry about. Every woman eventually gets snuffed one way orthe other. Some women enjoy it like she knew she would and others donot. She said a quick prayer wishing her mother a quick death sinceshe knew that's how her mother wanted to end. Then she continued thepreparation for the anniversary reception. She crossed her mother'sname off from the attendance list and worked on the schedule for Saturday,her anniversary day.

Suddenly the phone rang again. "IngridDoden" she answered it.

"Hi, it's Pamela. I don't have much timefor chit chat, gotta make this quick, sorry about that."

"That's ok, what's up?"

"I won't be able to make it to your partythis weekend. I'm really sorry, but my sister got sick so I have totake her place at the execution this Friday. I'm afraid that meansI won't be able to come to your thing."

"Oh I understand. Thanks for lettingme know. By the way, how are you gonna be done?"

"I don't know yet, but prolly the axeor the guillotine. It is going to be some kind of beheading. Anyway,I gotta get ready and report for my duty. Bye and good luck at yourparty."

"Thanks and good luck to you, too. Bye"

That took off another one from her guestlist. Ingrid cursed silently but went to continue on her schedule forthe weekend. Her plan was to sleep in, then wake her hubby by blowinghis cock and getting fucked. Breakfast was to be delivered that morningso they could have it in bed. She wanted to enjoy herself and havesome more fun in bed. At nine thirty, breakfast would be arriving.She had already put in an order for two fresh eyeball sandwiches, whichwas another luxury that they usually could not afford, but since itwas their special day, Marcel said that they should enjoy it as muchas possible and borrowed some extra money from a friend for this. Afterbreakfast, their snuff bunny should arrive around half past ten. Marceland her would then do some preliminary torture, probably just a mildwhipping. Then she would do some preparation before the lunch receptionwhen all her friends would arrive. They would then be able to admiretheir snuff bunny. She was planning to borrow her friend Anika's crossand have the snuff bunny bound spread eagled on it for everyone toadmire and probably another whipping session for her friends to watch.Then after lunch when everyone would leave, she and Marcel would finallybe able to enjoy the merciless and undisturbed torturing of their snuffbunny for several hours. During the week she was going to ensure thatthey had all the torture tools ready for this great event. She wouldcarefully prepare all the torture instruments and make sure they hadenough cooking utensils. Then in the late afternoon, they would slaughterthe bunny and get her ready for dinner. That would be an interestingexercise. They had never butchered and cooked a woman before. It wasgoing to be their first time doing it and just the mere thought aboutit made her pussy moist. She had cooked parts of women before thatshe bought at the butcher's shop on special occasions, but usually,they could not afford the luxury of human meat nor the prime partslike cunt steaks and tits. But this time it was different. It was theiranniversary and they had saved up a long time for this. They wouldhave a whole human cow to butcher. Ingrid had already bought severalmanuals on how to butcher a woman and studied them very carefully.She did not want to make a mess and waste their precious snuff bunny.

Then the phone rang again and Ingridwas already dreading another disappointment.

"Hi, it's Barbara here. Ingrid, thisis a bit embarrassing, but I trust you won't tell anybody else."

"Sure, sis, what's up?"

"Well, you know that big vibrating thingyou saw at my place? I sorta got carried away with it and slipped andbroke my hip and leg while I was riding it."

"No way, you were fucking that huge thing?" Ingridlaughed hysterically. "You silly bitch you."

"Hey, you promised not to tell anyone,remember that. It was embarrassing enough when the ambulance came andI was lying on the floor all naked with blood dripping from my pussy."

"Gee, I wish I could have seen your face."

"I bet you would. But anyway, I gottaget some rest now and I wanted to let you know that I won't be ableto come to your anniversary this weekend. I'll prolly have to stayin the hospital for another two weeks."

"Gee, it's that bad?"

"Yep, unfortunately. The doctor toldme, no sex for another month. I don't know how I am gonna survive this,sigh."

"Well, serves you right."

"See ya, bitch."

"Yeah, see ya when you get better."

That was scratch three. Ingrid's guestlist was starting to shrink. If this trend were going to continue,she would have to cancel the lunch reception.

And then the phone rang yet again.

"No, screw you." she yelled into thephone.

"I wish." she heard coming back fromthe other end.

"Oh hi, Stephanie, how's it going? Sorryfor the outburst there. I just had lots of bad news."

"Oh no! In that case, you'll prolly killme for this."

"What?"

"I gotta disappoint you this weekend.Sorry."

"What's your lame excuse?"

"I have to work. Remember the agencyI was submitting my tapes to?"

"You mean 'The Adventurous Snuff ' agency?"

"Yeah, that's the one. Well, they haveaccepted my application and offered me a job. I'll be starting thisSaturday. I was told some couple wants to whack me during sex and thenbutcher me for roasting afterwards. Hey, maybe those two sickos areyou and Marcel, hahaha."

"Yeah right. As if we could afford tobuy someone as pretty as you are."

"Yup, I'm first rate material, the bestof the best."

"Ha, you are ditching your friend."

"Well sorry, but you must admit, it'smy dream job and it would be silly of me not to accept it straightaway. Someone else might get it if I take too long to decide. It'sa chance of a lifetime. If I don't do it this week, I might never havethe chance again."

"Yayaya, you snob."

"Hey, watch it. I may be able to makethem tape it and send you a copy. Who knows?"

"Oh really? That would be so cool."

"You bet. Seriously, I will ask themwhether you could get a video of me being snuffed, but I can't promisethey will let you have it."

"I understand, but I hope I could getit. Well, good luck and try your best to get me the video."

"Sure thing! And I am truly sorry fornot being able to come to your party. Have fun and send my regardsto Marcel."

"Thanks and good luck to you to."

"Bye."

"See ya."

Fortunately, that was the last cancellationand Ingrid had just enough people left on the guest list to have asmall party. And soon Ingrid forgot about them since she was quitebusy preparing for the party. Time flew by fast while Ingrid was happilypreparing for the great event and it was Saturday in no time.

When she awoke in the morning it wasalready past eight o'clock and Marcel was still sleeping. She slippedout of her nightgown and crawled under the bed sheets to find Marcel'scock. It was quite hard already. He always woke up with a boner. Ingridcarefully popped it into her mouth and began to suck on it carefullyand gradually increased in speed as it grew harder and thicker fillingher hungry mouth. Suddenly she could feel two strong hands pushingdown on her head forcing her to gag on the erect cock. Ingrid deepthroated it until she gagged on it and the grip loosened. When shefinally looked up, she could see Marcel grinning at her while stillmaking her head bob up and down on his cock with his strong hands.

He was now also starting to thrust hiscock into her mouth, fucking her mouth harder and harder until shecould hear him start to moan loader. Ingrid instinctively pulled therock hard cock out of her mouth and positioned it so that it couldshoot deeply into her wide-open mouth. She knew that Marcel loved towatch his cum shooting into her mouth and on her face. And then a hugeload of cum shot straight into her mouth hitting the back of her throatand almost making her choke. Then a second huge blast splattered herface covering up her nose and her left eye. Ingrid loved cum. She immediatelyscraped off the cum from her face with her fingers and licked themclean. It tasted delicious. There was nothing better to start the daywith than a fresh load of cum straight from the source.

Suddenly Ingrid winced in pain. Marcelhad meanwhile grabbed her tits with both his hands and was squeezingthem like lemons. The pain was excruciating. Ingrid was almost cryingfrom the pain, but at the same time she enjoyed it. She just lovedfeeling the pain. Then Marcel pushed her down on her stomach and spreadher cheeks. She loved this part. Marcel stroked his cock a few timeswhile fingering her hot wet pussy. It quickly became to life againand was rock hard immediately. Gripping his cock by the base he leanedover behind Ingrid's back and forced his thick cock into her tiny asscrack. Ingrid felt a slight brutal pain sweep over her as her ass wasbrutally assaulted. In a few seconds only, Marcel had his big cocksliding in and out of Ingrid's tiny butt hole while she has initiallyhowling and then moaning in both pleasure and pain and Ingrid beggedMarcel to fuck her tight pussy as well. And soon afterwards he pulledout of her asshole and stuck his cock into her hot love canal fillingit up completely with his hot and throbbing manhood. After a few minutesof this intense fucking Marcel began to shake and tremble. It was asign that he was about to shoot again. Quickly he pulled his cock outof Ingrid and she immediately turned around lying on her back withher mouth wide open ready to receive another load. Marcel stroked hisbig cock a few more times while positioning himself above Ingrid'sface and pointing his cock straight at her wide open mouth. And thenhe shot another massive load of cum into her mouth and on her facewith some even caught in her hair. Ingrid loved the feeling of freshcum on her face, but Marcel did not leave her much time to enjoy thatfeeling. He roughly grabbed her by her hair and dragged her into thebathroom. There he forced her to squat in front of the toilet. Ingridknew that he wanted to use her as a toilet again. He had done it manytimes before even though he knew she hated it. She hated the piss,the disgusting yellow liquid that humans produced as waste material.However, she loved the degradation and humiliation of the pervertedact of being a human toilet. She obediently opened her mouth wide whenhe twisted her nipples hard and painfully. Then he pissed on her faceand into her mouth. Ingrid swallowed some of the stinking yellow pissbut tried to spit out most of it. She hated its taste but she knewshe had to swallow some to make Marcel happy and that was very importantto her. After she had met Marcel, he became her only purpose in life.His pleasure was the most important thing to her, followed by her ownpleasure. She would do anything to make him happy, even drink pissand eat shit, which she hated and found extremely disgusting.

When he finished pissing, Ingrid lickedhis cock clean and it grew hard again and Marcel immediately wantedto fuck her. Quickly, he turned her around forcing her to kneel infront of the toilet and took her from behind while pushing her headdown into the toilet bowl. Ingrid struggled to breath while her headwas forced into the toilet bowl and Marcel conveniently flushed itto fill it up with water. He also fucked her very hard since he wasvery turned on by her having just drunk his piss. Ingrid was asphyxiatingin the filthy toilet bowl. She was in need to catch her breath fromthe merciless pounding but she was unable to do so due to her specialpredicament. Then finally he released her and allowed her to pull herhead out of the toilet bowl. Ingrid coughed and spat when she was finallybeing able to breath again and quickly changed her tone to moaningand screaming as her ass was being pounded for the finishing touch.And soon after, it was filled with hot cum. Ingrid could feel her bowelsfilling up with hot semen. She loved that feeling as well.

Then the doorbell rang. Ingrid immediatelyran out of the bathroom and quickly glanced at the clock on her wall.Then she quickly put on a bathrobe and ran to the door. When she openedit, she was greeted with the smell of freshly roasted breakfast. Therewas a woman dressed in the usual Sex'n' Food uniform holding a traywhich looked like it contained her breakfast. It smelled delicious. "Twofresh eye ball sandwiches?" the delivery woman inquired. "Yes, that'sright." Ingrid replied excitedly. "Please sign here, madam." the deliverywoman indicated a spot at the bottom of a form. Ingrid quickly signedit without looking at what was on the paper and the delivery womanhanded her the tray with the eyeball sandwiches. Then she went backto her delivery truck and drove off.

Ingrid stared at the two sandwiches shewas holding. She knew that two women had just lost their eyesight ifnot much more to allow her and Marcel to enjoy these sandwiches. Itwas such a sexy thought. She imagined two struggling women tied securelyand having their eye balls gauged out and placed onto their sandwich.She closed the door behind her and threw the bathrobe away and walkedback into the bedroom naked with only the tray of delicious sandwichesin her hand. Marcel jumped back into bed and she quickly joined himputting the tray at the foot of their bed and immediately hugged andkissed him.

After some more raunchy sex, pain anda delicious breakfast in bed, the delivery they had been waiting forfinally arrived punctually at ten thirty. Both Marcel and Ingrid werealready fully dressed and anxiously waiting in their living room whenthe doorbell rang again. Ingrid immediately dashed to the door whileMarcel followed her slowly. When Ingrid opened the door, an elderlyman with glasses in a suit greeted her.

"Mrs. Ingrid Doden, I presume."

"Yes, that's Me." she replied excitedly.

"I am from the Snuff & Pleasure Agency.You ordered a snuff bunny to kill?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Could I please see some ID, miss? It'sregulation that before I hand over the snuff bunny, I verify that youare indeed Ingrid Doden."

"Certainly. Here's my driver's license."

"It all seems to be in perfect order.Thank you. If you please sign here while I get your delivery out ofthe van", the man said and handed her a pen and a receipt for her tosign. Then he went back to his truck.

Ingrid quickly signed the papers andwatched the man walk to his delivery truck, opening the back of itand retrieving a woman - no their snuff bunny. The woman seemed tobe in good shape. Ingrid could not make it out from the distance, butshe definitely was neither fat nor skinny. The snuff bunny was wearinga plain black robe, which completely covered her body. She also washooded and could not see a thing, but she was not restrained at all.She was wearing a dog collar and the men lead her to the house by aleash and she slowly followed him carefully taking a small step ata time. The man was very patiently with her. It was obvious that hemust have been doing this for a long time. When they finally arrivedback at the door, he handed Ingrid the leash and verified that shehad signed the form.

"Thank you Mrs. Doden. Remember, youhave to snuff her today; otherwise you will incur an additional fee.Have a pleasant day."

With that he left Ingrid with her newsnuff bunny while he walked back to his truck and then drove off.

Ingrid was still standing at the doorholding the leash of her new snuff bunny, hardly believing that thiswas for real and not one of her many dreams. She was now really holdingthe leash of a snuff bunny, her very own snuff bunny that she couldtorture and kill to her liking. It was an incredible feeling of powerand depravity. It was finally happening. Meanwhile Marcel took overand led the snuff bunny into their living room where they had mountedthe cross that Ingrid had borrowed from Anika.

"Common darling. Let's see our new toy." hesuggested smilingly. He also was very excited, probably even more excitedthan Ingrid, but he appeared cool and in control.

"Oh yes", Ingrid responded very excitedlyand eager to start playing.

Marcel stepped behind the snuff bunnyand with one quick tug ripped off the robe from the snuff bunny. Shewas completely naked underneath it and had no body hair at all. Theskin was completely smooth and the big clit and tits were magnificent.Her skin was shining invitingly. She must have had been rubbed in oliveoil before delivery. She also looked very familiar. Those two firmbreasts and the big erect nipples, and that big glistering pussy. Ingridcould swear she had seen this body before, although not in such a sexycondition. Could it be Stephanie? She was hinting at that on the phone,but Ingrid thought she was just teasing. Would she really have donethis for her friend? No, it could not be. Stephanie was the same ageas Ingrid. This woman was much older, yet she looked very familiar.Then Marcel took off the hood from the snuff bunny and both he andIngrid dropped their jaw in surprise. It was Erika, Ingrid's mother.

There was a long silence as everyonewas just starring and looking at each other. It seemed like an eternity.

Then Marcel finally broke the silence.

"This is a pleasant surprise. It seemslike you get to attend our anniversary after all."

"Mom", Ingrid said and ran over to herand hugged her tightly.

"Hi, sweetheart", Erika responded andwas a little shocked and surprised herself.

"What are we going to do now?", inquiredIngrid, obviously plagued with guilt since she loved her mother verymuch and knew that she hated torture.

"Darling", Erika said lovingly, "do whateveryou had planned. Don't worry about me", she said bravely. "I know howmuch you have always wanted it and how long you've been saving up andwaiting for this. I don't want to ruin it all for you. Really, I don'tmind. Do what you planned to do with me. I will always love you."

Ingrid just hugged her mother harderand was almost in tears. She was so touched by her mother's love. Howcould she be so brutal and torture her? But then, she was right. Ingridhad waited for this for so long and both she and Marcel had workedso hard to save up enough money for this. It should not go to waste.

Marcel found this situation quite amusing,but he kept it to himself since he knew how much Ingrid loved her mother.If it were not for that he would have long ago fucked Erika. She wassuch a hot woman, but Marcel did not know how Ingrid would had reactedif he had fucked her mother. It was quite a complex relationship betweenthe two. Marcel had fucked Barbara before but it was with Ingrid'spermission while she was away on a course once. She had offered hersister as a substitute to look after Marcel for while she was away.But her mother had always been off limits, probably because she wasnot into BDSM and maybe some morale issues as well. Marcel did notworry about it that much. He had Ingrid, and occasionally Barbara forhis sexual pleasures and was quite content. However, the situationnow was completely different. He had worked very hard for this event,worked overtime to get extra money, reduced his expenses on other activities.They could not back out now. They could not afford it anyway. And Erikawas so hot. Marcel went behind Erika and fondled her big tits at whichshe began to moan and rubbed her ass against his cock. Marcel immediatelygot a hard on and his dick painfully pressed against Erika's buttocks.Suddenly he could feel Erika pulling his pants down and guiding hiscock to the entrance of her anus. Before he could do anything, sheslammed her ass backwards and impaled herself on his big cock.

Marcel began to fuck her hard while pinchingher nipples, which he was used to do when fucking Ingrid. Erika grittedher teeth in pain, but did nothing else other than humping backwardsonto the big dick in her ass.

Ingrid was stunned watching Marcel andher mother fuck in front of her very own eyes. It felt so unreal toher. Her hubby humping her mother and inflicting pain upon her. Shewatched as Marcel pinched and squeezed her mother's breasts while shewinced in pain. The sight of this did it to her and she lost all inhibitions.She grabbed her favorite bullwhip and started to hit her mother's flatbelly with it. First softly and increasingly harder and harder untilshe could hear her mother scream in pain. Ingrid was like in a trance.She could not stop. The feeling was too intense, the pleasure too wonderful,the screams of her mother; it all filled her with lust.

Marcel was starting to thrust harderand faster, his heavy breathing showed that he was ready to cum. Abruptly,he pulled his big cock out of Erika and threw her to the ground sothat she dropped on her back with her legs spread wide open. Then hestepped onto her belly with one foot and squatted down so that hispenis was positioned above Erika's mouth. Monica took a heavy blowat her mother's exposed and helpless pussy. She heard her scream outloudly. At the same time Marcel shot his load and it all landed intoErika's wide-open mouth. Ingrid immediately felt an orgasm ripple throughher hearing her mother's shrill scream and watching her mouth beingfilled with loads of Marcel's hot cum. In spite the pain, Erika swallowedall the gooey cum and also licked up cum that landed around her lips.

"Wow, that was great", Marcel exclaimedwhile trying to catch his breath.

"Yes, it was fantastic", said Ingridfull of lust. "Can't wait for the rest of it."

Erika remained silent, not sure whatto say about it. On one hand she enjoyed the depravity of the situationand the sex, but on the other hand she hated the pain and was dreadingher impending doom.

"But we need to get ready now. The guestswill arrive soon." Marcel reminded, and he was absolutely right.

Ingrid quickly hurried into the kitchento prepare the morsels she had pre-made the night before. Her motherfollowed her into the kitchen to help her out. Together, they madea fresh salad and Erika showed Ingrid her special salad dressing. Theyfinished just in time for the guests to arrive. The doorbell rang,and the first guests arrived just after they managed to decorate thetable and arrange the cutlery. They were all punctual and arrived shortlyafter one another. Everyone was excited and curious about the snuffbunny.

On her arrival, Anika immediately stormedinto the living room where her cross was standing and looking aroundexcitedly.

"Where is she? Where is the snuff bunny?" sheasked full of curiosity and excitement.

Ingrid waited for everyone to assemblebefore springing the surprise to her friends.

"Come on everybody, gather around. Iwant to show you our special snuff bunny."

Everyone gathered around the cross veryquickly, excited to see the snuff bunny. None of them had ever seena snuff bunny live, up close and personal before. It was so very excitingto everyone.

"May I introduce our snuff bunny to you",she began. "Mom, please come over here and take off your clothes again." shegestured to her mother.

A few jaws dropped and Ingrid enjoyedwatching her friend's stunned and surprised faces.

"I believe most of you already know mymother, our snuff bunny!"

Her friends, in particular Anika, lookedat her and then her mother Erika in awe and disbelief.

"You are all welcome to whip and fuckher, but let's have some food first, I'm starved already." she saidwhile tying her mother's hands to the cross. Then she joined some ofher friends who went to get some food while others like Anika stayedbehind to give her mother a good whipping. Ingrid listened to her motherscream in pain while she ate her lunch and carried on some conversationswith some of her friends who were curious about how she managed tobe able to get her own mother as the snuff bunny and how she felt aboutsnuffing her own mother.

"This is so wicked," her friend Sarahsaid. "I never thought of snuffing my own mother, but you know, thethought of it really turns me on. I think that's what I'm gonna doas well when I save up enough money."

"Yeah, you wicked bitch. Are you planningon snuffing your sister as well? You probably already planned it, right?You are really something. Just incredible." her friend Helen said withadmiration.

The rest of the day they spend torturingErika while Marcel took the opportunity to fuck each of Ingrid's girlfriends. Most of his friends were busily enjoying Erika's torture organgbanging Ingrid. Finally, in the late afternoon, everyone was exhaustedand left for the day. Things had turned out a little different thanwhat Ingrid had planned but she was not complaining. In fact, she reallyenjoyed being gang banged and brutalized by all of Marcel's friendswhile thinking about snuffing her own mother. It was a real turn onand allowed her to orgasm many times. Her back was left with a fewmarks and bruises that would take a few days to heal and her buttockshad purple spots and some markings. Her face had been slapped a lotas well and she put some ice on her cheeks to cool them a bit and soothethe burning. Marcel also had a very enjoyable afternoon. He got tofuck all of Ingrid's friends and since most of them were masochisticbitches, he could hurt them as well and hear them scream in pain whichmade him rock hard. Since there was not enough time left to turn Ingrid'smother into dinner that night, Ingrid and Marcel decided to invitetheir friends back the following day for a banquet of freshly roastedlong pork.

"Come back tomorrow evening. We willbutcher her tonight so you will be able to taste some fresh meat andadmire Marcel's cooking skills tomorrow." she reminded all her guestsbefore they left.

Ingrid and Marcel both were tired fromthe endless sex they had all day and decided to lay down for an hour.Erika was tired from the torture and the screaming as well. All threeof them cuddled together and took a little nap.

When they awoke a few hours later, itwas already nine in the evening.

"Wow, look at the time. It's later thanI thought. Guess all this fucking made me more tired than I could hadimagined." Ingrid remarked.

"Yeah, it was great. So depraved." Marcelagreed.

"Are you going to butcher me now?" Erikaasked shyly and with a bit fear in her voice.

"Yes, we need to do it now. We don'thave much time left. You need to be dead by midnight. Do you mind much?How do you feel about it, mom?"

"I...I..I don't know. I guess I am allright with it. I don't have much choice anyway."

"Let's take a shower first and then goto the kitchen", Marcel suggested and they did just that.

First Ingrid and Marcel showered togetherand after they dried each other they washed their meat, Erika. Shewas given several enemas until her bowls were completely clean. ThenMarcel led her into the kitchen and Ingrid followed shortly carryinga bucket.

Marcel tied Erika's hands together andlifted her up so he could hook her bound wrists to the steel hook thathe had installed the week before. Ingrid placed the bucket in frontof her mother so that it was located just underneath her belly. Erikashook with fear when she saw her daughter approach her holding a sharpbutchering knife. She knew her end was close which she did not mindtoo much, but she feared the pain that was associated with it. Shealways wanted to die a quick and painless death, but now, she was goingto be butchered alive. She could not imagine anything worst than that.The fact that she was going to be butchered by her own daughter didnot make it much easier either. She loved her daughter very much andwould do anything possible to please her. Never would she have dreamedthat her worst nightmare and her ultimate gift and token of love toher daughter could be the same thing. It gave her a mixed feeling,dread, fear, but also love at the same time. She wanted to be butcheredalive to make her daughter happy but she did not want to die a slowand painful death.

Bravely she whispered to her daughterwhen she arrived. "Butcher me, darling. Cut me open and gut me. I wantyou to enjoy this event and remember that I love you. Kill me! Cutoff my big tits and rip out my cunt. I'm just a piece of meat for youto butcher and eat."

Ingrid was incredibly turned on by whather mother had just said and shook off any moral reservations on whatshe was about to do. She just drove her knife into her mother's softbelly like plunging a spoon into some jelly. Her mother tried to bebrave and bit her lips to avoid screaming. She had a very pained faceand tears welled up around her eyes. Ingrid could see that her motherwas in terrible pain and she enjoyed the depraved sight of it. Shecut downwards with the knife to open her mother up further until shecould see some of her glistering intestines. While Ingrid was cuttingher mother open, Marcel took the opportunity to bugger her ass. Erika'spainful gutting made her contract her muscles. Her sphincter contractedviolently around Marcel's already erect cock squeezing him to explosioninside the already tight asshole.

"Hey, take out your cock, silly boy.I might accidentally cut you." Ingrid remarked jokingly to Marcel whenshe heard him moan at his orgasm. She was pulling out intestines fromwithin her mother's stomach and dropping them into the bucket she hadpreviously placed underneath her.

"Wow, she is still alive and look ather expression. Looks like she is in terrible agony." Marcel remarkedwhen he faced Erika and saw her pained expression.

"Oh yeah, ain't this something special?"

"You bet. My turn. I wanna cut off hertits now", he said and took the knife from Ingrid and started to fondleErika's big tits who just stared at him with disbelief. She had hopedshe would die from the gutting but to her terror, she lived right throughit and experienced every single bit of pain feeling Ingrid reach insideher and pulling out her intestines one by one. The sensation of herskin being cut open and her internals being pulled out slowly was beyondanything she had ever experienced. She had hoped that it would endwith that but realizing that it was only the beginning of her extremefatal torture and eventual demise, she just silently let it happento her hoping that it would end soon. However, that was not going tobe the case. Ingrid and Marcel had planned on a long and painful slaughtersession. They wanted to enjoy their first experience of slaughteringand the infliction of pain excited them too much to not prolong it.

Marcel placed the sharp blade at thebase of Erika's right breast and carefully drew the knife across. Erikacould feel the hot white pain at the base of her magnificent tit. Marcellooked her straight into the eyes while he continued cutting her breast.She stared back into his excited eyes while gasping at the terriblepain in her chest until it became unbearable and she started to screama very shrill scream. Marcel could feel an instant boner at the soundand sight of her agony and continued to cut more vigorously. The feelingwas intense. Meanwhile Ingrid had detected the boner and was suckingon it feverishly, becoming more and more excited and horny with everymore intense scream from her mother until she was choking on the humongousload of cum that Marcel had shot when he finally had severed Erika'stit and was holding it with his left hand in rapture and bliss.

He put down the knife and admired thelump of meat he was holding that once was his mother-in-law's breast.It was bleeding heavily and his entire arm was soon covered in blood.Ingrid immediately rubbed some salt onto the open wound where oncea beautiful breast was. Erika shook and spasmed in reflex to the terriblepain and knocked Ingrid back so she fell backwards onto her butt.

Recovering from her fall, Ingrid tookhold of the blood-covered knife and grabbed her mother's remainingbreast. It felt hard and erect. This led Ingrid to believe that hermother was actually turned on from being debreasted. But it did notmatter whether she did or not. The important thing for Ingrid was thatit turned her on, to have the power and satisfaction of being ableto mutilate such a fine breast into a mere piece of meat. She pulledher mother's nipple as far away from her body as possible until itwas fully stretched and then looked her mother deep into the eyes whilecutting off her nipple. She enjoyed watching the pain and disbeliefat her cruelty in her mother's pretty eyes. Then she licked her motheron the face with her outstretched tongue covering her face with a bitof saliva. Continuing from that she rubbed the little nipple acrossher mother's face as well so that screeches of her saliva and her mother'sblood mixed. Then she placed the nipple on the tip of her outstretchedtongue and sensually took it into her mouth and chewed on it. The lookof complete terror and disgust on her mother's face just added to herenjoyment as she slowly ate the nipple.

Next Marcel took an electric handsawand began to saw at Erika's left hip while blood splattered from thewound. Ingrid immediately placed her face below the flood of bloodso that it flowed onto her face. She rubbed her pussy hard with quickand long strokes while she took this blood shower. When the leg wassawn off Marcel continued with the other leg and Ingrid moved overa bit to continue her shower. By this time, her entire body was alreadycovered in red blood.

"Put her onto the table now. I want tohack off her arms." Ingrid moaned still in ecstasy as Marcel finishedsawing off both of her mother's legs and placed them neatly next tothe kitchen sink. Then he untied Erika and placed her onto the kitchentable on her back while Ingrid grabbed a meat cleaver.

Marcel pulled Erika to the edge of thetable and rubbed his throbbing cock. He had no troubles accessing herexposed pussy and rammed his tool deep into the hole.

"Hold her down", Ingrid commanded witha look full of lust.

Marcel grabbed both of Erika's arms bythe elbows and put his weight onto them while pumping his rock hardcock into her wet soaking pussy.

Ingrid raised the meat cleaver and aimed.Then she slashed down. It sank into her mother's right shoulder andwas stuck. She had to pull it out again and aimed again and again,hacking on her mother's shoulder repetitively. It was not because shewas weak and required several attempts. She just enjoyed the act andwanted to prolong the suffering caused by her repeated hacking. Eventually,she had hacked off the entire arm and Marcel was holding it curiously.

"Wow, do the other one halfway only.I want to rip it off her shoulder", he demanded and Ingrid complied.She hacked around on her mother's other shoulder while she screamedat the pain of each attack on her remaining arm. Then Marcel told herto stop and held Erika's still attached hand and pulled at it abruptly,at which she screamed out. He tried again, this time using both hishands. He grabbed her arm by the elbow and yanked at it with all hismight and he heard a crack but the arm was still attached by the skinand the muscles. He took a closer grip, grabbing her limb arm at thebiceps and then tore it off with one final pull. Erika screamed andthen howled terribly as she was turned limbless. Marcel continued tofuck her pussy that was so tight from her involuntary contractionscaused by his violation of her body.

"You are about to come, darling. Gutfuck her and then spray it all on her face." Ingrid suggested.

"Oh yeah, fuck me baby." Erika moanedpainfully unable to control her feelings and emotions. She was bothmoaning from the pleasure and screaming from pain at the same time.

Marcel pulled his rock hard cock outof her wet pussy and climbed onto the table so that he could stickit into her guts. When he was on the table he drove his cock into hergutted belly and fucked it like it was the natural thing to do. Erikacoughed out some blood after screaming out her lungs for the last time.This brought him to orgasm. He quickly pulled out and moved up to herface just in time to splatter a huge load of cum all over her face.

"Wow, I think I am done for today", heremarked jokingly and fully exhausted.

"Hey, let me get you a drink." Ingridsuggested. "Do you want one too, mom?"

She got no response from her mother whoseemed out of it. She went to the fridge and got some cold water forMarcel and some for herself as well. Marcel emptied the whole glassof water she gave him, while she only drank half of hers. Then shesplashed the rest of her glass over her mother's face, which broughther back to consciousness.

"You look worn out and tired, mom. Letme help you fix up your face a bit. I want you to look pretty whenI chop off your head. We'll have it mounted and displayed for everyoneto see," she told her mother who was beyond caring anymore. She justblinked her eyes in acknowledgement and was too weak to say anything.

Ingrid went to fix up her mother's face,wiping off her tears and putting on some make up so that her face wasmore presentable while Marcel fucked her in the ass.

"Try to smile, mom, I'm gonna chop offyour head now", Ingrid said and grabbed the axe that was leaning behindthe kitchen door leaving Marcel standing there with his hard cock pointingat her.

Erika strained her face with her remainingpower and tried hard to smile. Even the twitching of her facial musclesfor a tiny little smile required a lot of effort from her. She wasso tired and had not much energy left. In addition, it took a lot ofconcentration from her which in turn made her feel the pain in therest of her tortured and mutilated body even more.

Ingrid got into position and held theheavy axe with both her hands high above her head and aimed at hermother's throat. Marcel was rubbing his own cock with his hand whilehis left hand was pushing itself into Ingrid's asshole. Ingrid enjoyedthe slow penetration into her butt hole while she waited until hermother had formed a small strained smile and was looking upwards directlyinto her eyes. They both locked eyes and stared at each other for awhile before Ingrid swung the axe downwards towards her mother's exposedthroat. The axe came crashing down onto Erika's neck and cleanly severedthe head from the rest of her body. The head dropped over the edgeof the table and almost fell onto the floor was it not for Marcel'squick reflex. He pulled his hand out of Ingrid's ass and caught Erika'sfalling head just as it was only inches away from the ground and scoopedit up like a falling basketball. Carefully, he placed the severed headnext to the now lifeless corpse of Ingrid's mother.

Then both Ingrid and Marcel looked ateach other and hugged tightly. They also renewed their vows of eternallove and staying together until death them part. Then they cleanedup and placed the severed body parts into the freezer before they retiredto bed and fell asleep in each other's arms from exhaustion.