"A Special Day (hanging, cannibalism, mild incest)" By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu) URL: https://pastebin.com/QdQXGW5n Created on: Tuesday 14th of August 2018 11:17:36 PM CDT Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:11:54 AM UTC Dolcett City Council USDA Prime ***** Offline Offline Posts: 3,189 View Profile Personal Message (Offline) A Special Day (hanging, cannibalism, mild incest) « on: Yesterday at 07:23:54 AM » ReplyQuote Please note that this story is inspired by the "Her Special Day" stories by wsa2000 (actually, I have no idea what his username is). I tried to write this as a sort of one day challenge, but ended up needing a second day. A Special Day. - Linda Cheng was sitting in her office, idly reading over her accounts on the computer screen for the coming days. "Hmm... The eighth. I might have to bump my lunch with Kendra... Oh!" Occasionally, a choked gurgle would emerge from under the desk. Linda looked down when she felt the slowly fading tongue work on her pussy resurge. She glanced at the clock on screen, and then relaxed, letting herself release. "Ooohhh... Yes." She unwound the garrotte from around the neck of the beautiful blonde woman under her desk, who promptly collapsed, her face having already turned blue. "Eight minutes! I can't believe you survived again! I honestly thought of just finishing you this time." She marvelled at the blonde, who was very slowly recovering enough to pick herself up off the ground. The moment she was up, she proceeded to fix up her short paige-boy cut and return to sit her slender flat-chested body down at her secretary desk. "Well if you wanted to you should have Ma'am." Her voice was still very broken and raspy. "No, I want it to be fair. You're the best secretary I've ever had, and I want to beat you fairly." Linda admired her secretary greatly, she had survived more snuff contests than any employee she had ever hired. She was really hoping to find her upper limit of survivability. "Anyway, I'm still miffed that you lived. Clear your schedule for nine hours of hard torture this weekend please. Are you still dating Tracy?" "Yes Ma'am." The blonde was already typing, updating her calender, no doubt. "Should I tell her not to expect me back?" "No. I mean, that would defeat the point of beating you fair and square. And I can't very well remove a secretary's fingers or tongue, so you'll still be good for sex. But, you might want to warn her you'll be out of commission for a few days. And I'm feeling in the mood for some permanent mutilation, so you'll probably be restricted to giving only from then on." That actually drew a shocked raise of the secretary's brows, and then a somewhat excited look. Linda could see her reaching for her cunt in anticipation of likely losing it in only four short days. Linda was sure those would be four very exciting days for Tracy. "Just think of this as my gift to you." She thought to herself in amusement. She was actually fairly sure this would only strengthen their relationship, Tracy was a notorious Pillow Princess. Her idle pondering was interrupted by the chimes on her door alerting her to clients. "And that is your 10:00 O'clock Ma'am. Should I bring them in now?" "Give me two minutes to refresh my memory, then bring them in." Linda quickly pulled up the file. Thankfully, her client list was still up from earlier. "Hmm. Kaley Shuėster and John Gold. This will be a very important account. I was doing neo-classical wasn't I?" She refreshed herself by pulling up her notes from her earlier conversations with the client. By the time her office door was opened and three women, dressed in their finest, were ushered in. "Welcome to 'Till Death do Us Part wedding planning. I'm Linda Cheng." She immediately stood up and shook hands with the women. She knew the woman in front and center to be Kaley. The bride to be was a tall woman with frizzy black hair. She had a nice enough figure, but was altogether a normal looking young woman. "Thank you so much for working with me on this!" The bride instantly enthused. "I can't believe there is still only one snuff wedding planner in this city." Linda smiled, she liked to be reminded of how much of an innovator she was. "Quite a lot of people are still very conservative when it comes to marriage. Even slave weddings are still very rare. I started this business up to cater to the needs of modern women. Today's female wants to show her absolute dedication. Concepts such as divorce are wholly antiquated for most brides now. And the perfect way to show that dedication is with a snuff wedding." "I know! I'm making a vow to spend my life with him! I want to be sure that happens, if I give myself to him fully on our wedding day, then I don't have to worry about the future." Kaley excitedly agreed with her. "Exactly." Linda nodded before getting down to business. "This will be a wedding with a groom. That should make it easier. All I need to plan around for him is a tuxedo. Meshing the decor with two wedding dresses can be a nightmare, and it doesn't get any better if one of them opts for a suit. Butches have even less sense when it comes to decor than men. I will never let another Spongebob pocket square into a wedding." She looked up from her tangent, the entire train of thought meant only for herself. "Oh! Sorry." She pulled a set of photos out from her desk. "Here are some of the ideas I was thinking based on your input from our first talk." The bride-to-be took the pictures and started to look over them. Linda proceeded to explain them. "Fortunately, tasteful options for gallows are becoming increasingly common. This gazebo style platform includes a trapdoor. And this dias stage has matching stools, depending on what style of drop your looking for." Kaley looked over the photos, and passed some to her bridesmaids, where they commiserated over them. "Another matter of importance is the noose. Do you want velvet or silk? Of course classic hemp is an option too, if you want to go retro, but I hardly reccomend it with this theme." "Which would you suggest?" "Well, I can hardly say I've tried either." Linda chuckled. "It sure looks like your secretary has." One of the bridesmaids snickered before she could continue. Linda had noticed that one staring since the moment she had entered the office, she thought she had even seen her wink. "Oh no." Linda shook her head. "I only use wire for her, but that's not suitable for your needs. Anyway," She pulled two sample nooses out from her desk and slid them over to Kaley. "Try these out sometime later, and get back to me. It really all boils down to what you feel comfortable with. I reccomend a 45 second dip each, have a friend present for safety." She looked over the bridesmaids once more as the bride accepted the nooses. The one's flirtations with her secretary had given her an idea. "Now, the final matter I want to address today concerns a growing trend in snuff weddings. I personally think it really improves the overall atmosphere." She let the tension build a moment. "What is it?" The bride asked, just as intended. "Snuffing the bridesmaids." Linda declared. "The bride and her friends looked very shocked, this time Linda continued before they could say anything. "The snuff bride is giving herself to her partner for all eternity. But, quite a few don't want to take that journey alone. Snuffing a few bridesmaids can not only offer a stunning build up to the brides own sacrifice, it can offer a sense of comfort and companionship when she is taking such a huge step of commitment." Kaley looked curious, but the bridesmaids looked skeptical. Especially the one who hadn't been eying her secretary's asphyxiation. "Well, we can talk it over..." Kaley noticed her friends lack of enthusiasm. "Well then, time for the long shot. I've been waiting to sell someone on this deal forever anyway." "There is one other perk to it..." Linda purposely led in slowly. "You could always save on catering. And have quite a display to boot." All three girls looked confused for a moment. Her secretary gave her a wry smile from her desk, cheering her daring move on. "You mean..." Kaley seemed tentative to even say it. "Gynophagia?" "Yes. I'm sure you have heard that it has been catching on in the old world. Just like snuff weddings, for many submissive women, a long life is no longer the end all of life goals. Roasting your bridesmaids should make for a memorable wedding, and, of course, a fantastic dinner." Linda explained. "Well, we have tried it before..." One of the girls spoke up. To Linda's surprise, it was the girl who hadn't been ogling her secretary. "Shush! I thought we agreed not to talk about that!" The other maid cut her off. "Oh?" Linda knew it was time to gently prod them for more. "Well, during our gap year after college, we vacay-ed to Switzerland, us three and my older sis. We camped up in the Alps, y'know? So we got really high as fucks one night. Since the lodge actually offered girl on the menu, but it cost too much for us,, we started talking about that. Anyway, long story short; we started making bets over whether we would eat someone and who it would be, my sis lost. So we snuffed her by cutting her throat with one of those camping knives, roasted her over the campfire, and buried the rest in the snow." The girl who first confessed explained. As she explained all that, the girl had a fond look in her eyes. She clearly loved her late sister, and this was a very fond memory. The other bridesmaid, however, seemed jittery and uncomfortable. Linda couldn't imagine why; unless there was something they weren't telling her, there wouldn't have been anything illegal, or immoral, about killing her. She supposed the girl must just be very old fashioned in her views of killing women. The bride, for her part, was still mainly looking over photo's and pricing sheets. Wedding planning was still foremost on her mind, and this was just another intriguing option. "That's a very nice story, I'm glad you got to make such wonderful memories with your sister." The wedding planner set to warming up the most vulnerable target. The girl took it very well and smiled widely. "So would you like to do something like that for your friends? And," she turned to the bride "would you like to see something like that at your wedding? I have an arrangement with an amazing Femme cuisine chef who would love to do her first wedding. The whole arrangement will be very low cost, but I'm sure incredibly memorable for everyone involved." The bride looked convinced, and, as Linda expected, so was her one friend. She would just have to see how the other played out. "I would love to roast for you." The one girl offered, taking the bride's hand and twinning their fingers together. "Thank you. You'll look beautiful hanging." Kaley smiled at her. "What do you think Jan? I would never try to make you do something you don't feel comfortable with, but I think it would be an amazing way for us to all go together. And I know you love strangling, I think you would really love going all the way." The third girl, Jan apparently, still looked skeptical. Her resistance was clearly lowering though. "I don't know, I've never really been comfortable with snuff." She sighed. "That vacation must have really freaked her out." "I never even let Katy strangle me without a safety." Jan continued. She paused for a while. The others, everyone in the room, stared at her expectantly. "I'll call her. I guess if the wife's good with it, I should be too." She stood up and walked back out to the waiting area, pulling out her phone. She didn't bother closing the door, so they could all hear snippets of the conversation, but none of it made the outcome clear. So they were all still awaiting her announcement when she sat back down. "She wants me to do it." She declared. The other girls couldn't help but squealing, and Linda herself smiled widely. "I should have known." Jan continued. "Katy's a natural Domme, I think she only married me because I was a challenge. I didn't even let her whip me until the third date, and I only married her on the condition I could veto the methods of punishment she chooses for domestic discipline. She's clearly looking forward to seeing me put out all the way." "Oh, you're married? That could make things really interesting. One thing that can make for a really inspiring hanging is to have the hanging girl's partner hold their hand during the of the ceremony. This poignantly shows what the couple getting married has to look forward to once they make their vows. Do you have a significant other?" She asked the other girl. "No." She shook her head. "I actually also have two younger sisters. I was waiting for the second youngest to come of age and maybe see if she would like to try doing what me and my older sis did." Linda wasn't quite sure if she meant snuffing her, or dating (Which she was fairly sure now that the siblings were. Incest wasn't too much more common than it ever was, but it was a little less taboo in large female family groups). Either way, this was if anything better. "Would you like to invite her? This should give her every bit as lovely an experience as you had. I think sisters holding hands a one dies should make for a lovely part of the ceremony." She proposed. "You're right. I will ask her, and I think she'll agree." The bridesmaid agreed. "Good. I think this is coming together wonderfully. You keep these folders" Linda handed all of the pictures and price sheets to Kaley, and gestured for her secretary to bring a few more out, including menu options for the girlmeat roast. "And we'll stay in touch to finalize choices. I'll need to see dresses once you've all chosen them to know if anything will clash. I think we've made good progress today though." All of them stood up, they shook hands and said goodbyes as the wedding party departed. "What's next today... Oh yes. Mary and Janet. A snuff wedding with her enslaved high school crush, followed by a live wedding with her new lover Dinah. I would love to see this one, she really seems to be in love with both girls." And so another busy day continued. -End Report