Life Death
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I met mistress Bunny through the Internet. We exchanged messages, then mail and finally, phone calls. I explained to Her my intense love of having a Woman sit on my face, riding and smothering to Her heart's content. I also told Her that I have a fantasy of being smothered to death.
She let me know that She enjoys nothing more than sitting on a man’s face and the thought of smothering a willing male to death was extremely sexually exciting to Her.
Mistress Bunny is a very striking Lady. She stands 6' 3" and weighs about 190 lbs.. Her butt is pear shaped and looks fantastic because of Her small waist. Mistress Bunny is thirty years of age and a Scorpio by birth. She is obviously very strong and muscular.
We arranged to meet at Her place and She told me that my face and Her Butt were to become very well acquainted during my stay. I arrived on the Monday morning and Mistress Bunny escorted me to her living room. She was wearing a blouse which revealed Her massive cleavage, and a short, flippy mini skirt. She asked me to sit down and She sat across from me.
" So you like my butt, do you Ian? Well, your face and my butt are going to
become really well acquainted during your visit. "
" Mistress Bunny, I replied, I absolutely love your butt and consider you
extremely gifted in this and other respects. You are
an absolutely gorgeous lady and I hope that you enjoy every minute of sitting on
my face - I'll just love it."
" Well, if you really like my butt, maybe you would like to kiss it to show your
appreciation."
" Yes, of course, Mistress Bunny. "
She stood up and faced away from me. She bent over at the waist with Her long legs straightened. She flipped up the skirt
onto Her back revealing Her naked butt. She wore nothing beneath Her waist other than shoes. It seemed as if She had really been anticipating my visit.
" She said to me, ; now, kiss my ass, and do a really good job or I’ll have to punish you."
I knelt behind Her with my face only inches from Her gorgeous butt. I drank in
the sight in eager anticipation. I then pressed
my lips to Her gorgeous, round globes and began kissing in earnest. I kissed
every inch of Her butt flesh drinking in the scent and taste of Her round
globes. I also kissed up and down the backs of Her long legs. After my lips were
pressed to every bit of Her butt and legs, I started licking these same areas
until She glistened from my saliva from the back of Her waist down.
My kissing and licking would be considered worship of Her gorgeous butt. I buried my face into the crack of Her butt and started lapping Her pussy from behind. I was amazed how perfectly my face fit into the crack of Her butt and I just loved the taste of Her pussy. She moaned in appreciation of my ministrations.
" That was great Ian, and to show you my appreciation, I’m going to give you the face sitting of a lifetime. Now lie down on the floor and offer me your face."
I did as asked, lying on the floor face up and awaiting Her pleasure. She stood
above my head and then squatted down so
Her gorgeous butt was directly above my upturned face.
" Ready, Ian? I think I'll start with some really brutal face riding. I'm going
to pound your face into mush. "
" Do it for me Mistress Bunny, I just love your butt."
She sat down hard on my upturned face and then lifted Her hips off my face and
slammed Her butt down hard again. Talk
about a brutal face ride. I thought She would pile drive the back of my head into the floor. She rhythmically bounced up and down on my face for what seemed like an
eternity but neither She or I had nearly enough. She continued to bounce up and
down on my face until the back of my head hurt from the pounding and my face
felt brutalized in the extreme. I was grateful for the padding on Her butt;
otherwise my face would have been smashed to bits. After She had enough of this,
She sat down on my face and leaned forward shoving Her tasty pussy into my
mouth.
" Now, eat me real good, Ian.";
She literally shoved Her crotch into my waiting mouth. I didn’t need any further urging. I lapped hungrily at Her sweet pussy and She maneuvered Her hips until my tongue provided direct stimulation to Her clitoris. I lapped for a long time thoroughly enjoying the taste of Her sweet pussy. Finally, when She had enough of this and had come violently several times, She sat up straight with Her butt directly on my face and announced,
" Now let’;s see how long you can hold your breath or perhaps you’;ll learn to breathe through your ears. But don’t worry, I have no intention of smothering you to death - at least not yet. "
She ground Her hips down on my upturned face and I felt helpless as I
smothered beneath Her. I could not breathe at all and
my only respite was en She occasionally lifted Her hips off my face and
permitted me to breathe in huge gulps of air. After a while of this my lungs
began to hurt
from being deprived of air. I thought how easy it would be for Her to smother me
to death but I remembered Her promise that I was not to die, yet.
When She had enough, She stood up and stated, " That was wonderful, Ian. I am thoroughly pleased with your service under my butt and intend to use you to the fullest until Friday, when I will smother you to death. I have a few treats in store for you before you breathe your last. Bouncing up and down on a guy’s face give me great exercise for my legs but I also need an upper body workout. Let's go to my dungeon to give my arms a workout. "
We went to Her dungeon. She had me lay face down naked on a whipping horse and securely fastened me into place. A mirror in front of me allowed me to see all of the room. She then selected a braided cat of nine tails whip and stood behind me. I could see Her preparations and realized that I was about to be whipped.
" I just love administering severe whippings. It keeps my arm in shape and I just love seeing just how much any given guy can take. "
Thus saying, She raised that whip and brought it down hard on my naked buttocks. That took my breath away, and was painful in the extreme. Her strength was now even more obvious to me. She whipped hard and after less to tears and bawling like a baby. She continued the whipping until I screamed from each lash. My buttocks were well marked and bloodied. Her body glistened from the exertion and I was still crying and moaning in pain. She tossed the whip to the floor and announced,
" Now, that should be enough for now. You will remember this whipping tonight when you lie on your back to permit my access to your face. Remember your butt was made to be whipped, mine worshipped."
She released me from my bonds and helped me to my feet. I could barely walk and
staggered from the room. She escorted
me to a cell beside the dungeon and told me to rest for the day until my next
face sitting session in the evening. She also told me that I was to be whipped
once per day so I would always remember what it is like to live in pain.
I cried myself to sleep in my cell and in the evening, after supper, She came
escorted me again to the dungeon.
" Time for some more face sitting and remember I promised you some special
treats. See this belt? I wear it while sitting on
your face. It is weighted to about 150 pounds and provides additional exercise
for my legs as I do squats on your face "
I could see that the belt was heavy as She fastened it around Her waist.
“ Now, Ian, lie on the floor and present me your face. I know that you will be uncomfortable considering the whipping, but to serve Me in pain for you. You must remember that this is one of the prices you must pay for the honour of having me sit on your face.”
She squatted over my face and then sat down hard with the extra weight slamming
Her butt into my face. She was right, the extra weight provided an extreme
crushing sensation. She lifted Her hips off my face and again sat down hard. She
continued to do squats on my face and the sensation was indescribable. She was
sure getting Her leg exercise and I was thoroughly enjoying having Her ride my
face. After an hour or more of this She tired of riding my face and the exercise
in the extreme. She sat down on my face, ground Her hips down, and started
smothering in earnest. My lungs felt as if they were on fire as my breathing was
denied me. Finally, when She had enough, She stood up and announced,
" That is enough for today. Tomorrow, I have another treat in store for you. I’ve invited four of the ladies from my Kung Fu class by to enjoy your face. These women are all tall and have small waists and shapely butts. Each of us is going to enjoy your face for about two hours. I’m sure you will love it."
I slept the night in anticipation of the events of the following day. In the morning I was escorted to the dungeon for another brutal face sitting session. Mistress Bunny wore the weighted belt and gave me a real good face pounding.
After using my face for about two hours, She fastened me to the whipping horse for my daily whipping. My hide was just beginning to heal from the previous day's whipping. I screamed from the first lash until my ordeal was over and She was satisfied.
In the evening, I was escorted to the dungeon by Mistress Bunny. She introduced me to her four friends.
"This are my friends, Delila, Cleopatra, Jane and Marlene. Each of us is going to enjoy your face for about two or more hours. We're going to have a face sitting marathon on your face. To show the Ladies how I use you, I'll be first and they can watch me give it to you. I've told them that you are also whipped daily and they will be present to watch you whipped tomorrow. Now, lie down and offer me your face. "
She strapped on the weighted belt and squatted over my face. She sat down hard and began brutalizing my face. After about an hour of this, She smothered me for a while and then turned the action over to Delila.
" Ian, for each of these ladies, you will kiss their respective asses for at least half an hour. Then you will lie down and offer your face to each of them. They may wear my weighted belt if they choose. Each will ride and smother you until they have had enough."
Delila is a strong, muscular black lady. I knelt behind Her and started my kissing of Her gorgeous butt. After She had enough of this, She ordered me to the floor. She wore the weighted belt and squatted on my face riding and smothering until She had enough.
Cleopatra was next. She is a gorgeous black lady and I thought she may be Delila’s sister. I served Her in the same manner as Delila and She too wore the weighted belt.
Next, Jane enjoyed my ministrations. She is a tall brunette of shapely proportions.
Finally, Marlene tooke Her turn on my face. She is a tall blonde, likely of German parentag.
When my ordeal was over, I was in ecstasy. I had thoroughly enjoyed having five Women use my face in one night. The Women too were very pleased. Each of them had come several times fom my efforts.
The next morning I was escorted to the dungeon for Mistress Bunny’s morningly face sitting session. She put on the weighted belt and did Her squats on my face for over an hour. Then She smothered me beneath Her butt until I was sure that I'd die right then even although She'd promised not to terminate me until Friday.
After She had Her fill of my face, I went over the whipping horse for my daily whipping. Again She whipped hard as my screams filled the room. Her friends from the previous evening were present to enjoy my whipping. For the evenings face sitting session She introduced me to four more Ladies from Her Kung Fu class.
These were Rosie, Anita, Stephanie and Margaret. All were tall, strong, muscular Women. Rosie and Anita are black ladies, while Stephanie and Margaret are white ladies with red hair. Each took Her turn, first with me kissing each of their asses, then to brutal face riding and finally to smothering
On the Friday morning Mistress Bunny had Her morningly session on my face. Then She administered my daily whipping in the presence of all eight of Her friends. Her friends spent the day while I lay on the whipping horse and cried and groaned from the whipping.Right after supper, Mistress Bunny and Her eight friends assembled in the dungeon. For my final session, I lay on the floor and my arms and legs were spread eagled and fastened to rings in the floor.
Mistress Bunny explained,
" Ian, for tonight you are fastened so that any thought of escape is impossible. Each of my eight friends from my Kung Fu class will have Her turn on your face, lasting for at least two hours. Each has decided to wear my weighted belt while sitting on your face. When all have had their fill of your face, I will take my turn. I will ride your face for a minimum of two hours and then will smother you to death. I have another little surprise in store for you. Each of us will spend at least one hour riding your face and then the next hour for each will be spent on your face while you are wearing a face dildo. First, let’s introduce you to some brutal face sitting and then I will bring out the face dildo. Your true place is beneath my ass. "
Each of the eight Women in turn spent an hour or more on my face riding, while bouncing up and down on my face and wearing the weighted belt. Black and white asses bounced on my face and I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it. I was sure that the back of my head would be pile-driven into the concrete floor. My whole head hurt and my face in particular was brutalized but I loved it none the less. For more than eight hours the assault on my face continued. When One was finished, the Next took Her place. My face felt the full effects of this face rape. When each of the eight had Her turn on my face, Mistress Bunny strapped a face dildo onto my head. The dildo pointed upward and the placement was directly above my mouth. The dildo was ten to twelve inches in length and of massive girth.
" Now, Ian, each of my friends will take Her turn on your face while riding the face dildo. You see, the dildo is big since we are all big girls and love big cocks. The best thing about riding a dildo is that there is no male attached to it, so only we get the pleasure. I know you’ll derive pleasure from watching our asses bounce up and down on your face while riding the dildo. You’re going to get a first hand look at how a Woman rides a dildo. When my friends have each had their turn on your face, I will take my turn and at the end of my turn I will smother you to death while my friends watch you die. Believe me
I will get great sexual pleasure from smothering you to death but my friends too
have told me that they would also be really sexually excited watching a willing
male being smothered to death."
Each of the Women took Her turn riding the dildo protruding from above my mouth.
None were wearing the weighted belt but all pounded really hard while riding the
dildo and my face. I felt brutalized in the extreme but loved the sight of their
asses bouncing up and down on my face. Each had several orgasms from the
stimulation. It must be exciting for these Women to ride this dildo with full
knowledge that I watched every minute of their pleasure.
When each had complete Her ride, Mistress Bunny took over. She removed the strap on face dildo and rode my face for over an hour, bouncing up and down and thoroughly enjoying herself. Then She strapped the face dildo to my face and sat down on the dildo and again began riding my face and the dildo.
She asked me, " ready to die, Ian. I’m in a real mood to smother you to death right now "
I confirmed that I was ready and what a privilege it would be to offer my life for the honour of being beneath Her butt. I thanked her profusely for the events of the past week. I told Her that not only had I enjoyed servicing Her but also Her friends. I knew that no male could achieve the state of pleasure and happiness I had in the past week.
"Do it for me Mistress Bunny, smother me to death. "
" Bye Ian, its; been a pleasure using you." She sat on my face and ground Her hips down onto me. I couldn't breathe. My whole world became Her gorgeous butt. My lungs hurt from lack of breathing. Eventually, I passed out and later all faded to black as the life was snuffed from me.
Bunny Glamazon’s website is : and her E-Mail
Bunny will come to Calgary if she books enough sessions. Bunny’s sessions
include:
Fantasy Wrestling, Fantasy Boxing, Semi-Competitive Wrestling, Muscle Worship,
Dominant Muscle Worship, Fantasy
Role Playing, Baby Role Playing,
Light Domination, Submission, Lifts / Carries, Massage / Oils, Face Sitting /
Suffocation, Lingerie posing / modeling, Giantess Fantasies, Spanking, Foot
Worship.
Contact Bunny at her E-Mail to book a session.
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Spending time in The Hole is not something I would recommend. Judging by the dimensions the structure had been built to house Indians. A European could not stand fully upright without his head being forced into the bars of the cover, and had to sit, squat, or kneel, on the bare earth when not standing stooped. From ground level, I had a worm’s eye view of the world, and that was only a yard or two circumference around my ‘quarters’. The sun broiled down, and it was just as well I was naked...
Molly dropped to her knees beside Ken as the rest of her medical staff arrived, checking the wound she saw the blade had cut deeply in to the stomach between the esophagus and the duodenum. "Crap, this wound is bad, Nancy how about the side." Nancy Ortiz was examining the stab wound in Ken's side; it was a clean in and out. Grabbing her medical pad, she started scanning him. "I think his lung has been nicked, but I am not sure. Yet!" Nancy waited for the scanner to finish the scan,...
Few of the Emirs of Kobekistan ever died in their beds. Most were assassinated, often on behalf of one or other of their sons, who would then ascend to the throne. His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah was the subject of several attempts by Crown Prince Mustapha to overthrow him during the next fourteen years, though the young Prince never attempted patricide as a route to the throne. Thus it was that His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah was one of the fortunate few Emirs to die...
David Granger was driving down highway 80 heading for the 395 interchange when a bright flash lit up the sky behind him. Looking back over his shoulder, he saw the huge mushroom cloud forming. "Oh my God," he said. He watched as the pressure wave came boiling out of the mountains and picked up his car. The 1990 Trans Am went flying through the air and over the embankment where it smashed into several parked cars. The fire engulfed the car as it continued moving and it smashed into one of...
Kennedy celebrated her tenth birthday in style with Mr. Glastonbury at a small, hole-in-the-wall Chinese restaurant in China Town in New York City. It was not a particular surprise to Kennedy to learn that Mr. Glastonbury spoke Chinese; it was only a surprise when she found something he didn't know. He was unusually quiet at dinner, while Kennedy was unusually unrestrained. She didn't care, she was now ten, a double-digit age. She didn't care what other people thought, but in her mind she...
A Fate Worse Than Death - Chapter 01 (revised) That last punch literally popped one of my eyes out of my head. It was now dangling from its socket, giving me a very interesting view of my cigarette burned tits, both of which were missing their nipples compliments of the butane torch that had been used to turn them into a pair of charred lumps of cooked meat before the Red soldier with the pliers ripped what was left of them from my squeezies. The torch was...
-Virginia Woolf, “Orlando” *** It was sundown. The carriage reached the cottage on the cliffs. Porphyria followed the path to the door, but hesitated before knocking. Maybe I should go back, she thought. Maybe I should just throw myself off the cliffs instead. That would be better. But she knocked, and when the door opened she went in without waiting to be invited or greeted. She had to duck a bit to fit through the doorframe. She was a great, tall woman, with strong arms and broad...
Sandra is a 5'8" blonde that has long curly blonde hair. Her tall frame carries her 135 pounds well and shows off her shapely hips and ass while her 36C tits are the focus of many mens attention. She married as a 20 year old virgin and has only known her husband’s 7" cock. Samantha is tall like her mother. She is pushing 5'10" and has a look that draws boy’s attention when ever she is out and about. She has slimmer hips than her mother, but her tits are just as large and have the...
Introduction: How far would you go for the one you love? All extremes of feeling are allied with madness. -Virginia Woolf, Orlando *** It was sundown. The carriage reached the cottage on the cliffs. Porphyria told the driver to wait. And dont disturb us even if the sky is falling. She followed the path to the cottage door, but hesitated before knocking. Maybe I should go back, she thought. Maybe I should just throw myself off the cliffs instead. That would be better. But she knocked, and...
Introduction: turning the tides we see through the eyes of the dragon Chapter 2 Part 1 The Festival of Death I broke off my dangerous words as my kid brother Sunbeam appeared at my side. Seeing through the shadow that he created, I reached my hand in and dispersed it. I was met with a pouting frown. What did you do that for sis, I was just trying to have some fun. I put my hands on my hips and scowled down at him. It is not called fun when you take the shape of a ghoul, I could have killed...
Sometimes I’m forced to wonder if the outrageous salary that I’m paid is REALLY worth what I have to put up with in this job. When I saw the two men dressed in off-the-rack suits heading across the tarmac of Bremerton Airport towards me, I knew it was one of those times. I sighed as they approached, resigned to what was to follow. That they were FBI agents was without a doubt. They all look alike. Did they really think that after all this time I would finally decide to tell them anything?I...
I felt your icy fingers upon my soul as you gazed into my eye.I heard your demons beckoning as you lifted up your Scythe.You called my name within your list as you wrung your hands in glee.You beckoned my soul to heed your call but you won’t set me free.I’ve earned a special place in your realm of suffering and pain.You’ve waited for souls just like mine in this existence and plane.I’d lead your minions of harvested souls that have lost their way in life.To enhance Mankind’s suffering by...
The house was eerily silent. Even at 10 pm, I generally expected some noise, despite the events of the past few days. Dad and Andrea had been fighting constantly lately, only changed up by his epic snoring and the very rare round of make-up sex they had. My kid sister Chloe was at the grandparents for a few weeks during the summer, as I think my folks hadn’t wanted to expose her to their fighting and whatever was going on over these weeks. They were in counseling, but honestly, it seemed like...
IncestBlessed by Death Jack and I were both fighting for the same promotion at the oil company. The boss was looking for a new manager and I believed I was the best man for the job. Yes, Jack was a capable worker, but he was no leader. He was only 26 which meant that he had little experience not to mention that he was hotheaded and often acted on impulse. One day as I was fixing some equipment, Jack walked up behind me and hit me in the head with a crow bar. He dragged my unconscious body...
It wasn't the first time Cody had woke up in a strange place or bed. It was however the first time he'd found himself alone without some unknown young slut besides, or under him. He tried to sit up but couldn't move....he was still naked, which was normal, but now he was tied down, spread eagled to a hard wooden table, fuck he wasn't even in bed. His mind raced thru what little he remembered about last night. There was the young blonde, hell, she was barely 15 if she was a day, trying to...
Sometimes I'm forced to wonder if the outrageous salary that I'm paid is REALLY worth what I have to put up with in this job. When I saw the two men dressed in off-the-rack suits heading across the tarmac of Bremerton Airport towards me, I knew it was one of those times. I sighed as they approached, resigned to what was to follow. That they were FBI agents was without a doubt. They all look alike. Did they really think that after all this time I would finally decide to tell them anything? I...
She used the key I'd given her to let herself in. I wasn't expecting her so I was sitting on the couch reading James Lee Burke's latest, "The Glass Rainbow." I put the book down and gave her an appreciative look. She was drop dead gorgeous and the sexiest looking woman I had ever laid eyes on. She was the kind of woman that a star had on his arm at the Academy Awards or some MTV award show. She was the kind of woman you saw with super stars, famous athletes or some extremely rich bachelor....
Late-May to Thursday August 10, 2006 The publicity and excitement over my body having been successfully created, we moved on to stage three of the parents' strategy. Stage three was "Sue the Government", but it needed to done in phases. The first phase was to value Mark Anderson's life. There were three sources of income that 'we' - ostensibly Mom and Dad - had valued: Sports income. Income from being the world's smartest scientist. Income derived from medical research on my...
Enishi: Though I bear you no ill-will, for the sake of my Earthly Justice I must take you victim here. (Kaoru assumes a fighting stance.) Enishi: You can try to string this out, but Battousai isn't coming. When he tried to fight, the outcome was clear. If you come quietly this will all be over soon. Kaoru: I know I can't beat you, but I'm not going to just roll over and die. Kenshin told me that no matter how hard, he'd fight to the end to protect the present. So he'll be here as soon...
“There, that will hold Eros,” Kate informed us as she finished the complex chalk circle around the demon’s head, which was now in the middle of the kitchen table. “I don’t need magic for a protective circle.” Demie chuckled. “Good, then I won’t have to keep swallowing him.” Eros stuck his tongue out as Kate headed back to her bedroom. I looked at Demie’s brother. “I can’t believe you perverted one of my favorite childhood cartoons. Fuck you, asshole.” He leveled his Fabio-like gaze at me....
“I WILL NOT put on the blues again,” Jason said firmly. “We can make ... accommodations,” the officer facing him said. Miranda watched as the two argued at the kitchen table. She didn’t like him. He’d been the one to twice deny them permission to marry until Jason was discharged. Now he wanted him back. She poured coffee. Her aching back and protruding belly complained at the effort. “You will not be an official part of the army. You can even wear buckskins like your Indian friends.” There...
The terms lad, youth boy, etc are meant to be vague and do not denote any specific age. Smother High by mike_3121 [at] hotmail [dot] com Young Debbie Anderson lay on her bed. She was totally relaxed and, like most young girls, she didn't want to get out of her warm comfortable bed. With a slow sensual grinding of her hips she pressed down on her prone victim. She had him down in a 69 smother position with her legs spread wide apart. His young chest was pressed to her stomach and she could feel...
Erotic FictionThat last punch literally popped one of my eyes out of my head. It was now dangling from its socket, giving me a very interesting view of my cigarette burned tits, both of which were missing their nipples compliments of the butane torch that had been used to turn them into a pair of charred lumps of cooked meat before the Red soldier with the pliers ripped what was left of them from my squeezies. The torch was then used once more to cauterize the wounds. Why I'll never know, we zombies...
GAUNTLET Chapter OneI had just turned 16 and was half way through college. So far I had led a very sheltered life. My parents had wrapped me in cotton wool. I was there lovely blond blue eyed boy and they were determined that no harm should come to me. College was so different from secondary school. It was a lot more relaxed and of course the students were a lot older. I was a shy boy and was still to find my sexual feet as it were. Girls seemed like strange creatures to me but I liked them...