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It's been almost a year since she'd uncovered internet rumors of their existence, darkly erotic rumors of a secretive group of film makers who wantonly preyed upon the emotions of darkly masochistic young women, beautiful young women haunted by visions of their untimely deaths. Sarah was about to abandon her long and frustrating quest when an envelope showed up in her mail, an envelope with no return address, an envelope that contained nothing more than an ordinary looking cell phone. It wasn't until she turned it on that Sarah's destiny took a dark turn toward the perilous.
The phone beeped, she had a new email message, "Hello Sarah, we've been watching you for some time. Are you truly willing to surrender your life in fulfillment of your ultimate erotic fantasy? If you do, reply to this email with "666", but we suggest that you do so quickly, because in about 15 seconds this phone will self-destruct." Still staring in disbelief at the cell phone's screen Sarah hit reply, quickly entered "666" and pressed send.
For a timeless moment Sarah stared at the cell phone's screen in hope that this wasn't all just some sick joke when suddenly her phone received another email message, "Very good Sarah, we understand your darkest erotic fantasy involves death by Guillotine. We will contact you again within one hour with further instructions for the ultimate fulfillment of your darkest most erotic desire." Sarah stared at the cell phone's screen in utter disbelief but less then 24 hours later she was boarding a flight to New York. -
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As her flight taxied toward the gate Sarah switched her cell phone back on and immediately received a new email message, "Welcome to New York, you should be arriving at terminal 2, gate 29. After you deplane, go to green parking, row 13, there will be a black BMW parted seventh spots from the end of the row. The door unlock code is 574839, in the glove compartment you will find an envelope containing the parking receipt, cash to pay for the parking and tolls, directions to our facility, and the car keys."
It was well past sunset by the time Sarah turned into what appeared to an abandoned industrial park. The directions said to park by the loading dock behind the last building on the left, ominously the only light illumined a door on the loading dock. Entering Sarah stepped into the waiting freight elevator and pressed the B2 button causing the elevator to descend to the building's lowest sub-basement.
The elevator seemed to take an eternity to reach the building's sub-basement. Sarah was smiling ironically at the thought that she might just die of old age when the elevator finally stopped and the doors opened to reveal the Guillotine that ominously awaited her within a pool of bright light.
Exiting the elevator Sarah felt herself momentary blushing with embarrassment as she noticed all the strategically placed cameras slowly turning to track her every movement. She'd know there were going to be cameras but she'd never realized just how many there would be. Sarah smiled as she realized all the cameras did made sense in some sinister and darkly diabolical way. After all, with this kind of film production second takes weren't really going to be an option.
Stepping out of her "sensible" heels Sarah felt the cold hardness of the concrete floor against the soles of her feet. Pausing Sarah turned to gaze up at the Guillotine's raised blade. She could feel her heart racing as she tried to imagine the sudden sensation of overwhelming pain as that almost impossibility sharp look blade sliced effortlessly through her neck.
Tearing her eyes away from the Guillotine's waiting blade Sarah took a deep breath and started to undress. There really wasn't a need to imagine what it was going to feel like when you know with absolute certainty that you're going to experience death beneath the Guillotine's blade in just a few minutes. Unzipping here skirt Sarah quickly folded it neatly and hung it over the back of the chair before doing the same with her blouse. -
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As Sarah finished changing, the cell phone beeps as her final instructions appeared on its screen. "When you're ready, press the red button located on the Guillotine's base directly between the blade guides. The Guillotine will automatically rotate the bascule into loading position and open the Guillotine's lunette and restraints. When the Guillotine reaches the loading position you will have 60 seconds to position yourself within the bascule's open restraints and to place your neck within the open lunette. Once the restraints and the lunette have closed the Guillotine will automatically begin to rotate the lunette back into the Guillotine's execution position. When the Guillotine's lunette reaches the execution position there will be a brief delay before the electromagnetic clamps holding the Guillotine's blade fully demagnetize to release the blade." Setting down the cell phone Sarah turned and walked toward the waiting Guillotine.
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Sarah could feel herself trembling with excitement as she finally stood beside the Guillotine her eyes gazing upward at the hideously sharp looking blade poised to take her life.
Lost in the fulfillment of her darkest most masochistically erotic fantasy Sarah ignored the steady unwavering gaze of the cameras. She knew the people behind those cameras expected a show and she was more then ready to give them everything t hey desired. -
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Up close, the Guillotine's deadly blade looking even more impossibly sharp then she'd first thought. Sarah couldn't help but notice the presence faint of blood stains that marred the blades smoothly polished surface. She felt a sudden delightfully overwhelming sense of pure terror coursing though her at the thought of all those other women who'd already died beneath this Guillotine's sinister blade and just how much she truly wished to follow in their footsteps.
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Finally tearing her eyes away for the Guillotine's blade Sarah turned her attention to the rest of the waiting Guillotine. Like the blade high above the Guillotine's bascule and lunette both showed faint traces of bloodstains for the Guillotine's pervious victims.
Staring at those steel restraints Sarah wondered if all those women had gone willingly to their deaths or had some of the Guillotine's victims lost their nerve and gone to their death's helplessly struggling against the inevitable.
Sarah thought, "Well not me", as she bent down and pressed the Guillotine's activation switch. -
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Sarah watched with growing excitement as the Guillotine's bascule began to smoothly move backward and up, the lunette and the waiting restraints slowly opening as the bascule moved into the loading position.
Soon, very soon, she'd finally get to live her fantasy and die beneath the Guillotine's blade... -
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Sarah waited patiently until the Guillotine's bascule came to a stop and the lunette and the restraints fully opened before carefully positioning herself against the upright surface of the lunette. Sarah briefly closed her eyes as a subtle hiss of pure hedonistic pleasure escaped her lips as her belly and throbbing erect nipples pressed against the cool metal surface of the bascule.
Moments later Sarah almost climaxed as she felt the lunette and the restraints close and lock her inescapably against the bascule. -
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Once the restraints locked the Guillotine's bascule began to rotate forward and down lifting Sarah off her feet as the Guillotine slowly started the return journey back into its execution position. The terrifying realization of the utter and total helplessness of her perilous position only helping to heighten Sarah's growing state of sexual arousal.
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As the Guillotine's bascule slowly lowered Sarah into position she was utterly amazed by just how utterly turned on she'd become. A faint smile crossed her lips as she briefly wondered if the people behind the cameras could tell just how aroused she'd become.
Suddenly Sarah's a surge of embarrassment coursed through her as she suddenly recalled all the cameras and the not so subtle way the bascule's ankle restraints kept her legs slightly spread. As the Guillotine's bascule continued to lower Sarah into position she recalled seeing several cameras mounted on the wall directly behind her ass. No doubt those cameras were recording the undeniable wetness of her crotch at that very moment. -
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Sarah was still trying to sort out the nearly overwhelming mixture of raw emotions coursing though her mind as the Guillotine's bascule finally reached its level position. Realizing that she had just mere seconds to live Sarah finally surrendered her self to the dark eroticism of the moment. Why care if everyone who ever views this moment in time will immediately know just how sexually aroused she was, after all, like she'd really be around to be embarrassed.
With a final metallic click the bascule locked into place. -
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Helplessly restrained, the back of her neck fully exposed beneath the Guillotine's deadly blade, Sarah stared down at the metal bowl that would soon contain her severed head in utter contentment. For as long as she could remember she'd fantasized about this very moment. To finally be utterly and completely vulnerable beneath the uncaring blade of the Guillotine, knowing that in just a few brief seconds the razor sharp blade will descend to decapitate her.
She'd never imagined feeling so submissively feminine, so sexually aroused, so vulnerable and so utterly helpless.
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Sarah's eyes opened wide as she realized the sound she just heard was the sound of the electromagnetic clamps that were holding the Guillotine's deadly blade high above her neck switching off.
In those final moments, Sarah realized there's nothing like the reality of one's own impending death to so completely focus one's thoughts. Of course, by then, it was just too late... -
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Sarah's eyes opened wide as she heard a faint metallic hiss high above her, the Guillotine's blade had already begun its deadly descent. She opened her mouth to scream but she never had the chance, the razor sharp blade slicing effortlessly though her neck long before she managed to utter a sound.
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The Guillotine's blade hit the metal stops with a loud metallic clang but Sarah barely noticed as her decapitated head tumbled helplessly into the Guillotine's waiting metal bowl, her mouth open in a desperate yet utterly silent scream of pure agony. Never in her wildest most erotically charged masochistic fantasizes had she ever imagined enduring something quite as painful as this.
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Sarah stared helplessly upward at the blood, her blood, as it slowly ran down the Guillotine's blade. Instinctively, she knew she was dying, the blinding agony she'd felt as the razor sharp blade of the Guillotine decapitated her, already fading from her mind. Long ago, she'd read that a person experienced about eight seconds of consciousness after being decapitated.
Sarah's final thought as the darkness claimed her, "That was fucking great. I just wish I could do it again."
The camera stayed on Sarah's head as the life drained from her face. Long ago realizing that their sadistic audience valued their victim's every emotion the cameras kept recording. Gradually Sarah's face lost its expression of pain, her mouth opening slightly as her jaw muscled relaxed, her eyes losing focus as her pupils slowly dilated...
Meanwhile, high above central park, in an exclusive office suite, the director watched his monitors intently as the final vestiges of life drained from Sarah's lovely features. Instinctively, and from long years of experience, he knew the woman was already gone but in this business you can never be sure, so he waited 30 seconds more before calling "cut".
Turning to his deputy director he said, "Dave, Sarah was good wasn't she; get the editing crew working on this footage in the morning, with any luck we can have Sarah's demise available on our member's only website by the end of the week.
Calling up his schedule, the director frowned. "Say Dave, I see we have that overweight masochistic cow Cindy scheduled for death in the Iron Maiden tomorrow night. Make sure the wardrobe people provide her with one of our most strict corsets for the occasion. And I don't care if she objects, we both know from experience that fat women simply don't sell in this business..."