Dark Encounters - Siobhan

Siobhan was the perfect little redheaded doll, skin like ivory, pale and petite. The members said was purchased because she looked like a living doll, but she was really purchased for her eagerness.

Siobhan was excited for her role in the Annual Orgy as one of the 'hands-on' girls; girls who were to be snuffed at the hands of members in a method of their choosing. They paid dearly for the privilege of those choices and added to the huge profits that funded Dark Encounters for all of us. Two very wealthy members had paid a premium for Siobhan to be a plaything for their bloodthirsty wives, Dana and Marie. When she was told by Dana they wanted to gut her alive; to cut her belly open and play with her insides, she didn't even flinch.

"Okay." she chirped and giggled, then she bared her belly to show them what they'd just bought.

"Oh god, it's perfect." Dana shuddered looking at her pale belly.

I was assigned as Siobhan's fluffer and Serge was brought in to meet with us all; the two members, their wives and me. Serge examined Siobhan's belly, probing and pressing here and there as Siobhan looked down watching him.

"You're going to bleed badly." Serge told her, "You have large blood vessels in that small belly."

"How long will I last?" was Siobhan's only question.

"Two, three minutes at the most." Serge told her.

"I can do anything for three minutes." Siobhan smiled.

Serge negotiated the setting and all agreed; Siobhan would be fluffed, given small injections of local anesthetic across her belly to lessen the initial pain of the cutting, would be high on molly to keep her blissful and horny during her evisceration and organ play, and I would handle the plunger containing a powerful overdose of heroin that I would administer at the right moment to ease her out of this life.

Serge then invited the two wives to learn how to gut a girl by practicing on the corpses of two girls in our morgue who had been strangled that morning at a private party. To my surprise, Siobhan asked to come along; "I want to see what you're going to do to me." she said.

In the dimly lit morgue, Serge taught Dana and Marie how to perform a lap-cut on a human belly - cutting across the bikini line to open the lower belly.

"Look at the natural crease." he said, "Follow it from hip to hip."

He demonstrated on one dead girl and let Dana do it to the second. Then he guided them on exploring the dead girl's insides, pulling lengths of slithering intestine out, stroking them so Siobhan would be stimulated as they played.

"Bowel play is very arousing."

He showed them how to grip the vagina from the inside and massage the g-spot to induce an orgasm.

Siobhan watched it all with wide eyes. Dana was deeply affected by it; her hands trembling, beads of sweat breaking out on her upper lip, her nipples puckered and tenting the front of her blouse. I knew right then that she would take the lead and Marie would assist.

We were all surprised when Siobhan asked for a turn in the dead girl's belly. She was smiling at Serge as her hand slithered into the girl's open belly, then gasped and giggled.

"I've got ahold of her asshole." Siobhan whispered, "I can feel the ring."

"If she was being stimulated, you'd feel it tighten in little pulses when she orgasmed." Serge told Siobhan and the two women.

"I want to try that." Dana said, breathlessly, pressing herself against Siobhan's back and reaching around to fondle her stomach.

Siobhan leaned back against Dana and closed her eyes.

"Make me cum, tomorrow." Siobhan whispered, "Lots."

"Oh, we will, sweet girl. We will." Dana murmured in her husky voice.

I'd never met a girl like Siobhan, not at Dark Encounters nor anywhere. She spent her last day and night in a twenty-four sex marathon that put all of us to shame. She submitted to everything done to her on that final day, gleefully surrendering to the whims of anyone who wanted her, allowed herself to be taken to her limits of sexual stimulation, and believed she could do the same during her performance at the Annual Orgy.

She fucked anyone who wanted her, throated any cock presented, let herself be spanked and fondled brutally. As her fluffer who was responsible for delivering her intact to one of the side galleries off the main ballroom in the morning, I had to keep warning people to leave no bruises; she was chosen by Dana and Marie's husbands because she looked young and virginal. But Siobhan was no virgin, and this time I didn't even try to count her orgasms.

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When I woke her this morning she smiled at me, laying naked and stroking her soft belly

"Do you think it's a good one?" she asked me.

"It's a lovely belly." I answered.

"Dana and Marie are going to cut it open and pull everything out." she said, the smile never leaving her face, "I hope they can make me cum."

"How do you feel about being gutted?" I asked, using plain language so she understood what was going to happen to her.

"I'm excited." she said.

"You want this."

"More than anything." she sighed, "I had a good year. They treated me like a Princess and I got to do everything I wanted. When I lived at the villa in France I had a local girl wake me up every morning by eating my ass. It was heaven to feel her squirmy little tongue inside my bum, as I fantasized about the orgy and what was going to be done to me."

I gave Siobhan her slow cleansing enemas and a douche, got her bathed, blow dried her hair, applied some subtle make-up to cover the dark shadows under her weary eyes, and walked her to the main house and into the ballroom dressed in a floor length diaphanous white cape and nothing else.

She was still unsteady on her feet and her eyelids drooped from her exhaustion and I understood her wisdom in the past twenty-four hours; she was going to her performance satiated and with a sleepy calm. Her body still warm and relaxed from her marathon sex and her mind numbed from lack of sleep would make surrendering so much easier to accept.

The ballroom was crowded with members and the orgy was just getting started.

"Siobhan?"

"Yes?"

"Do you really think you'll be in control today?" I asked, worried that she didn't fully comprehend what was about to happen to her.

"Oh, I know there'll be some rough spots, but I'm an eager participant not a victim. So, yeah. I do."

"You don't know how you're going to react, honey." I said kindly and squeezed her shoulder, "I've never seen any girl manage it well."

"Dana and Marie promised to make me cum. They really listened to Serge." Siobhan said confidently, "I'm in good hands."

"I'll be with you all the way, Siobhan." I told her, "If it gets to be too much just tell me to end it and I will."

"With the overdose."

"Yes." I whispered, "It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's a liquid orgasm and you won't even know you're dying."

Siobhan turned and smiled at me. I lifted the tab of molly to her lips and she opened her mouth and let me slip it under her tongue.

"It's time, Siobhan." I told her.

"Oh. Of course." she looked up at me as I motioned to the gallery off the main ballroom that was prepared for her. Calm as she appeared I felt her shudder as we passed under the arch leading into the smaller gallery.

Siobhan shrugged out of her cape and climbed up on the gurney, adjusting her pillows and making herself comfortable. Without any appearance of fear, she watched a medic inject local anesthetic across her belly three inches below her belly button as I played with her nipples.

At the same time Serge inserted the intravenous needle into the right side of her throat into her exterior jugular vein, taped it in place and hooked up the large syringe that held a fatal dose of heroin that would ease her out of this life in a blur of euphoria. I held that in my hand.

Siobhan was aroused by the time the molly kicked in; her nipples tight and puckered, her pussy leaking milky girl cum.

"How do you feel?"

"A little dreamy, totally relaxed but wide awake. I'm horny again."

"Good." I said, stroked an errant hair off her face, "That's how we want you to feel."

"Thank you."

"One last piece of advice?"

"Sure."

"You're going to feel things you've never felt before and they're going to be intense. Don't fight it. Don't try to be in control. Just accept it and let it happen to you."

"Sure, coach." Siobhan giggled, "I'll be fine."

Members began to enter the gallery to gather and watch Siobhan's gutting while others out in the main ballroom grouped around the other four girls whose performances were kicking off the all day orgy. In all, over a sixty girls would die this year for the entertainment of the members and that's not counting the girlfriends and members' wives who would go too far during the after-orgy.

Every year we lose between three and ten girls who are so affected by watching the many planned deaths that they begged to be part of the madness.

Siobhan noticed Dana and Marie's husbands arrive and waved at them. Then Dana and Marie arrived in their bras and panties, Dana on one side and Marie on the other. Dana was wide-eyed and trembling with excitement.

"Dana is going to do this." Marie said softly, "I'm here to help but she'll be the one doing you."

Siobhan smiled then turned her gaze to Dana.

"I'm ready." she whispered, her smile still confident.

Dana began by stroking Siobhan's belly with the tip of the brutal hunting knife she'd chosen, teasing her, titillating her. Dana was excited and breathless and as she put more pressure on the moving tip the breathlessness was spread to Siobhan. What followed was the most interactive snuff sex performance I've ever seen.

"You're beautiful" Dana said, her voice quavering.

"… oh my god … oh my god …" Siobhan responded, feeling the excitement and slowly rolling her hips, arching her back slightly to push her belly upward. Dana reached down with her free hand and stroked Siobhan's open pussy lips, her fingers coming away dripping and oily.

"You're so wet. Ever been this wet before?" Dana asked and Siobhan shook her head slowly. Then Dana pushed the knife down, dimpling then popping through the skin of Siobhan's belly, a deep crease appearing between the girl's eyebrows as she watched - reality was creeping in around the edges of her confidence.

"Stay right here with me." Dana told her, pushing the knife deeper, beginning to cut through the numbed muscles of her belly, Siobhan stirred and whimpered watching it happed; her gutting had begun and though she couldn't feel it, she was watching the knife cutting her open.

"I know." Dana said, seeing the distress on Siobhan's face.

"Oh my god" Siobhan cried out, feeling the cold tip sliding across her intestines for the first time, "I've never …" she said as shiver-bumps washed across her body and her nipples puckered tighter. But true to her word, she kept pressing her belly upward as she watched the blade pushed up and down through her flesh like an infernal sewing machine taking her apart instead of sewing her shut.

"This is it. This is what it's meant to be. This is what it's for." Dana told Siobhan, cutting across that pale belly, opening her from hip to hip, "Stay with me."

"… okay …"Siobhan's voice was rich with doubt and quavering with fear, but her body betrayed her sexual arousal as she continued to slowly roll her hips and push her belly upward to take the knife all the way.

"This is what it is" Dana continued in a monologue.

"Yes. Yes … oh my god … oh my-oh my god!" Siobhan cried out, lifting her head and watching her belly splitting open - the separating of her once tight muscles, the blood, the intestines that plumped up out of her.

Her thighs were trembling, her pussy oozing mucus, her nipples growing so tight I knew they were aching.

By the time the full cut was made, she was open across the slow curve of her bikini line, blood pooling inside her, leaving her trembling and gently squirming.

"Stay with me." "This is it." Dana said as she set down the knife, then she and Marie slid their hands inside her lower belly.

"… okay? … okay? … okay? …" Siobhan chanted desperately as things inside her that had never been touched by human hands were fondled and stroked. She gagged slightly as Dana grasped her uterus, squeezed it then slid her hand deeper and wrapped it around her vagina, massaging her g-spot with her thumb.

"I'm gonna cum." Siobhan cried out in surprise.

"Yes you are." Dana said.

"Oh my god" Siobhan cried out, feeling her first orgasm with a disconnected belly begin and I'm sure it was like no other orgasm she'd ever experienced.

I had a small taste of that breed of orgasm when qualifying as a Fluffer for girls to be gutted; Serge had numbed my abdominal muscles until they were as limp and flaccid as my belly fat jiggled then brought me to a g-spot orgasm. The build in sensations is alarming; we don't realize how much we participate in our orgasms by clenching. With no strength or control I felt my orgasm like an expanding bloat that swelled my belly and made me gag and heave as my anus clenched tight on its own.

"Like this. How's it wrong?" Dana continued her monologue as Siobhan arched her back in orgasm, crying out, and shuddering, her pale, quivering thighs opening and closing.

"Like it's supposed to be." Dana said, her voice raw and excited.

Small orgasms were rolling like waves through Siobhan's belly, her thighs shaking badly, her bum tight as the women's hands delved deep inside her, working her insides, pulling the thick ropes of her colon up out of her and stroking them as they squirmed in their hands like living creatures in desperate peristalsis. Just as Siobhan started to come down from her first orgasm, Dana nodded to Marie.

Both women got busier inside Siobhan, Marie lifting and stroking the length of her large colon like a flaccid cock, Dana massaging her g-spot from the inside.

"I can't … I can't … I can't cum again … I feel too raw …" Siobhan cried out, then felt her second peak begin and strained, "… oh my god … you're gonna make me!"

As Siobhan came convulsively once more, Dana had a spontaneous orgasm herself that took her own breath away, her body convulsing as she humped her crotch forward rhythmically, grinding herself against the corner of the gurney while Siobhan cried out and shuddered.

As out of control Siobhan was at times during her gutting, she was handling it much better than the other girls out in the ballroom, one who was screaming, one that was vomiting the life out of her body.

"… okay …" Siobhan said weakly and squirmed, both women's hands buried in her belly "Oh my god I've got no control over this anymore."

I could smell Dana's sex and sweat mingling with the scent of Siobhan's coppery blood and the musky, hormonal smell of her open belly, and as Dana's orgasm eased she got back to business, her own voice shaky.

"I know … right here …" Dana changed the angle of her forearm and reached deeper into Siobhan's belly, deep down in her crotch, Siobhan closed her eyes, a smile flickering across her lips.

"I can feel that ring tightening." Dana tannounced; she had gripped Siobhan's rectum from the inside and was milking it while Marie kept stroking her bowels.

"Oh my god, oh my god." Siobhan rode her anal orgasm up a tight, high wave, her thighs shuddering and feet kicking, her body trembling, "Oh-my-god-oh-my-god-oh-my-god!" and she was cumming hard again, screaming her way through it, overwhelmed and out of control.

Dana and Marie relentlessly worked her organs, playing with her insides as Siobhan shuddered and tried to prepare for the next onslaught of sensation.

"… okay … right there … put it back …" Dana told Marie and the woman pushed a thick coil of Siobhan's transverse colon back inside her, repacking her gut and caressing her kidneys and liver.

"I can't … wait … I can't … I can't breathe …" Siobhan whimpered, I could see her eyes dilating as shock began to set in, "… oh god I'm cumming …"

"I know." Dana gasped as Siobhan twisted in orgasm once more.

Siobhan was growing alarmingly pale and I know she was feeling herself beginning to die and despite her orgasm it was scaring her. Her reality was sinking in; this wasn't a rough sex game that she could walk away from; her life was about to end and if it wasn't for her orgasms she'd be sobbing in terror.

"Come on. Come on." Siobhan begged weakly, and I know she was desperate for another orgasm, another moment remaining on this side of death just a little longer - but by all the signs that was impossible at that point; her pulse was becoming thready and weak, "… oh my god … oh my god …" she cried out, her voice quavering as she came to grips with feeling her body dying by degrees.

I knew her extremities were going numb and it felt like she was asphyxiating because there wasn't enough blood left in her veins to carry the oxygen she needed. Soon there wouldn't be enough blood to carry opiates either, so I lifted the syringe and got ready for the fatal shot, hoping Dana gave her some kind of emotional comfort. She did.

"I love you …" Dana said to her, kissing her bloody thighs and both she and Marie eased their organ play to soft caresses.

"I love you. I love you so much." Siobhan whimpered, desperately clinging to her last human connection.

"I love you with all my heart." Dana told her as I pushed the plunger down, sending the fatal overdose of heroin flooding Siobhan's veins. It was time to end this before she suffered a sexless, ruinous death. The effect only took seconds.

"… oh my god …" Siobhan whispered as she felt herself absorbing the heroin, wrapping her in a soft cocoon of euphoria. She faded gently, moaning softly, her eyes glazing, her trembling easing as her muscles grew flaccid and her nipples sagged limp. In the end the heroin made her regurgitate gently into her mouth in two soft, gurgling heaves. During her marathon of sex I knew she took pleasure in regurgitating while being throat-fucked because of the way her bum wiggled as she urped-up.

Siobhan was alone in those final seconds as we all are at the moment of death; losing awareness of those near her, staring at nothing as she felt the last threads of her life slip peacefully from her wounded body.

We watched the light fade from her eyes as she slumped, her now still bowels puddled loose inside her open, bloody belly, her mouth soft and leaking what she had sicked-up. Despite being overwhelmed at times, Siobhan paid truth to her assertion that she would be a participant in her evisceration and organ play, not a victim.

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The living doll that had been bought and paid for came willingly to her snuffers and had been gutted in the most brutal and ecstatic way. She never got to hear the applause and praise from the members who watched, even though she deserved to. My consolation was that she was orgasmic throughout and knew as her painless end flooded her that she was loved and desired and that is much more than most of us get as our bodies break down with the passing years and we die alone and sexless in a hospital bed.

I'm to start my year of pampering in the morning and I hope when my turn comes I will be as courageous as Siobhan when my belly is opened from cunt to sternum and I feel the hands sliding inside me to play.