Beheaded

tags: f, non-cons, no-sex, beheading, snuff

 

disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional, along with all characters and events described in it. Any resemblance with real life is just a coincidence. Harming another human being is wrong and in no way I am trying to convey the opposite. Please, don't do anything like this!

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“Please! Where are you taking me?” she pleaded uselessly.

The two men holding her, one on each side, remained silent as they dragged her through a long hallway. They were pulling her bound arms high up behind her back, putting pressure on her shoulders and forcing her head down.

Unable to see anything but the floor, she tried her best to keep up with them, but a moment later she stumbled and her whole weight rested on her arms, making her scream from the pain.

“Please�” she begged when she managed to recover, but they simply ignored her.

Shivering from the cold and the terror that was slowly raising inside of her, she tried to calm herself, but it was impossible. A moment later the hopelessness of her situation became too much, and she started sobbing as tears fell down her face.

Then a door opened ahead of them, and a cold breeze rushed over her naked body. The men stopped for a moment and she swayed between them. Hoping to see where they were taking her, she tried to raise her head, but a quick pull from her arms forced her head down once more.

Trembling, she tried to lessen the pressure on her back by standing on the tip of her toes, but she was too short for that too. A moment later they were moving again, and she stumbled outside, wincing as stepped on the broken gravel that covered the ground.

The sharp rocks dug painfully into her feet, making every step an agony, but after a few moment they finally stopped. Grateful for chance to catch her breath, she struggled to hear what happened around her while her heart beated furiously inside her chest. A minute later she heard footsteps approaching and she panicked.

“Gag her.” said a male voice to one side.

Before she could react, someone forced an old dirty rag into her mouth, and then they tied another one over it. An awful taste soon filled her mouth, a mixture of stale sweat and dirt, but when she tried to push it away with her tongue she realized it was useless.

“Easeeee� leee eee oooo!” she pleaded as she blinked tears away from her eyes.

Then someone stepped in front of her, thought she could only see his feet. Without warning, one of the men holding her kicked her knees from behind and she fell to the floor, pain flashing in her mind as her knees crashed on the gravel.

A muffled cry escaped her mouth as she tried to get up, hoping to escape the pain, but they were still holding her arms behind her. Another quick pull sent a flash of agony through her mind and she lowered herself to the ground, gritting her teeth against the pain.

A moment later, the pressure on her arms lessened a little and she managed to look up into the face of the third man.

Wearing black pants and a white tshirt, he looked down at her with open disdain. She tried to stop trembling as his eyes bored into her, but it was useless. On another time, she would have thought him to be handsome in a boyish kind of way, but now his smile filled her with terror .

Unable to hold his gaze, she finally looked away. They were in a small enclosed yard, and to one side of him there was another woman, maybe a little older than her. She was wearing dark pants and a white tshirt, like the rest of the men, though like her she wasn't wearing any shoes. The woman looked terrified and even from a distance the girl could see that she was shaking. In her hands she held a small video camera, which she kept pointed at her.

Then the man in front of her took a step to one side, and she finally saw the block. It was taller than what she had imagined, and its dark wood shone from the dried blood that covered the sides.

“Emily Brown.” said the man in front of her, sounding almost bored. “As ordered by the court, and for the crimes of assault against a man, you have been sentenced to death by decapitation. The sentenced will be carried out immediately.”

The last words lingered in the air for an eternity as she held her breath.

Closing her eyes she saw that moment once more. How he had pushed her against a wall, his stinking breath against her face, and his rough hands fondling her breasts under her bra. Holding back tears of rage, she stood still, letting him do as he pleased. It wasn't the first time, and she knew that fighting would only make it worse for her.

Then he ripped her shirt off, and after closing one of his hands around her neck, he forced her down onto her knees. A moment later, she had his cock inside her mouth, and she started sucking it.

He had been rough, much more so than the other men, and soon she had started gagging. Unable to breathe she had tried to push him away, but she couldn't. Panic rose inside her mind as she grew desperate, and a moment later she bit down hard.

It had been only a reflex, and before she could stop herself she realized her mistake.

Blood flooded her mouth as he started screaming and a moment later the warm, coppery taste made her puke.

Shuddering, she blinked away fresh tears as she returned to the present. The man was looking down into her eyes, and though for a moment she hoped to find mercy in them, he simply smiled as he was handed an axe.

A moment later she was lifted from the ground and they dragged her towards the block, setting her down in front of it. Pulling from her hair, one of them pulled her head up. She grunted as forced her head back, exposing her neck as he made sure that her chin was at the proper place, right over a deep bowl like cut in the wood.

Finally, they pulled from her arms once more, pinning her in place as she felt the rough wood pressing against her throat. Closing her eyes, she struggled to breathe as she faced the last moments of her life.

Through her panic she heard the man moving next to her, his boots dragging over the gravel as he prepared himself. Swallowing nervously, she breathed deeply, filling her lungs with the smell of blood as she heard him grunting. Something whistled through the air, and she gasped in surprise as the axe buried itself in the wood.

The sharp edge had cut effortlessly through her neck, severing her head from her body in a split second. Searing pain exploded on her neck as she opened her eyes, and she saw the world around her spinning quickly as her head fell towards the ground.

A second later she hit the gravel face first, and she started rolling. The pain in her neck flared even more, and then she finally came to a stop, her head resting on one side as she fought the feeling of nausea. Moments later something moved in front of her, and she saw the woman from before, her face as pale as a corpse, pointing the camera at her.

As the world around her started to slowly fade away, her executioner picked her head up from the ground. With a smile on his face, he held it in front of the camera, like a grisly hunting trophy, as the girl filmed him.

Then he turned around, and she saw with horror as her body, slumped over the block, slowly bled. The other men were laughing as they watched the scene, and a moment later one of them kicked it to one side. It fell awkwardly to the ground, her legs splayed obscenely apart as urine trickled out of her pussy.

Then her executioner threw her head carelessly towards her body and she felt herself flying through the air once more. Mercifully for her, though, the world around her quickly turned to black before she hit the ground, and she was no more.

 

 

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