Did V: Don't Lose Your Head!

Damsel in Distress Five - Don't Lose Your Head! (Part 1)

Kelly Ann slowly woke up feeling very groggy. She was laying on her stomach, a position she rarely slept in, so that was a bit weird. And her arms and legs were hanging off the bed, almost like she was laying on a small, but padded, table. She tried to open her eyes, to see what was going on, but her eyelids only responded slowly to her commands and her limbs wouldn't move, as if they were restrained somehow. And her head...her head felt as if it was in one of the old-time wooden stocks they used for prisoners.

"I see we are awake now, My Pretty!"

The way too familiar voice snapped Kelly Ann full consciousness. Opening her eyes she found herself in a barn, and from the look of it, an abandoned barn. Hay was scattered across the floor and oddly, right in front of her was big brass bed that had seen better days. Standing in front of the bed, was a tall women, a decade older than Kelly Ann wearing a tight, black leather skirt and top. In her gloved hands was a riding crop. Kelly Ann recognized her at once as her evil Aunt Suzanne.

Behind Suzanne, lounging on the bed were three men dressed in loose pants and shirts, with boots, and all having beards. The first thought that came into Kelly Ann's head was that they were some kind of pirates or low life highway men.

"I-I thought you were killed in the swamp!" Kelly Ann stuttered. "They said you must have died!"

The dark haired woman grinned an angry smile, "'Reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated,' to quote Mr. Twain," she replied. "I nearly did come to my end in that hellish marsh," she continued. "Existing on putrid water and having to wrestle an alligator, kill it, eat it raw, to keep from starving wasn't exactly fun. Thank goodness I had my girl scout survival training!"

"After a couple of weeks I was able to wait out the police and emerge from the swamp after they'd given up. However, lingering in that drearily place gave me plenty of time to think up a wonderful way to do you in, my dear, now that you are back in my clutches. And soon I will obtain your fortune," she laughed.

"How did you get me out my mansion?" Kelly Ann demanded.

"Oh, it wasn't easy," Suzanne replied. "Abdul, here, got a nasty bite from your Dobermans' the first time he snuck onto the grounds." One of the men pulled up a pant leg to reveal a healing wound. "So the next time we, tranquilized them with some drugged meat. Then it was easy enough for Abdul to create a distraction at the far end of the compound that brought your over-muscled bodyguard running to find out what was going on, while Carlos and Franco drugged you and smuggled you back to me, here."

"Don't you ever give up?" Kelly Ann cried. "I've written you out of the will. You will never inherit the family fortune!"

"Well, we will see about that," Suzanne replied. "It's amazing what a shady lawyer can do if he sees there is enough money in it. Anyway, at this point it isn't just the money, which I so richly deserve. It's also about taking my revenge on you for all that I've suffered!"

"You will never get away with this," Kelly Ann said defiantly. "Your last few plans failed and this one will too!"

"Don't be so confident," the woman replied. "Let me show you first what I have in store for you."

She walked to a full-length mirror that was sitting to the left of Kelly Ann's field of vision and adjusted it so the blonde, blue-eyed, petite girl could see herself.

The reflection showed Kelly Ann that her head was indeed imprisoned in a wooden device, but it wasn't a stock. Two vertical beams stretched up on either side of her and terminated in a crossbar. Hanging from the crossbar was a wicked looking metal blade, held in place by a rope. The rope ran through a set of pulleys and was tied off just to the left the girl's head at the bottom of the beam. Kelly Ann felt an involuntary shiver go through her body.

"I'm sure you recognize this device as a guillotine," Suzanne remarked. "Not really a new invention, but very effective. However, let me draw your attention to what directly behind you."

Suzanne swung the mirror a bit more and a machine with gears and levers came into view directly behind Kelly Ann's butt. A rod sticking out from the device ended in a rubber replica of a very large, male cock.

"I call this my fucking machine," the woman explained. "Switch it on and it moves back and forth, thrusting itself into its subject. Beneath the fake cock is also a soft brush that caresses the subjects clit. Eventually it produces the most wonder, intense and powerful orgasms in its victim."

"Why would you want to do that for me?" Kelly Ann replied, confused.

"Let me show you," Suzanne replied, untying the rope on the guillotine, and letting the blade fall.

Kelly Ann's heart skipped a beat as she heard the steel wedge start to slide down the track toward her neck. Suzanne, however, grabbed the rope after it had only gone a foot or so, and brought the blade to a stop.

"A bit nervous, my dear?" she said with a wicked giggle. Suzanne, then pulled the rope, lifting the blade back to the top, then ran the cord through a roller attached to the beam, allowing the rope to make a 90 degree turn an pass right in front of Kelly Ann's face.

"Open wide," demanded Suzanne.

Kelly Ann stubbornly kept her mouth closed, so Suzanne pinched her nose tight, until the girl had to breath. As Kelly Ann gulped some air, Suzanne jammed the rope into the girl's mouth and let go. Kelly Ann was forced to grab the cord with her teeth.

"As you can see, if you open your mouth now," Suzanne explained, "the blade will fall. I have no doubt you could keep it from falling for many hours. After all the pulley system makes the weight of the blade fairly light. But what if the fucking machine is working on you? How long could you hold out from having an orgasm? And we both know what kind of orgasms you have, don't we?"

A bolt of fear shot through Kelly Ann's heart. Suzanne was right. When Kelly Ann climaxed, she lost total control of her body, involuntarily arching her back, crossing her eyes and rolling them up into her head, and opening her mouth in an "O" shape. A reaction that would be fatal in her current situation.

"Perhaps you're convincing yourself you could hold out against an orgasm with a superhuman effort? Well, just ask Mary Ann how well that worked for her!" Suzanne pointed to an object Kelly Ann had not noticed before, lying on the floor to her right.

Glancing that way, Kelly Ann started to gasp in shock, until she felt the rope begin to slip through her teeth and bit down again. Laying on the ground was the decapitated head of a very young, red haired girl.

"Mary Ann was a too-curious, farm girl from down the road, who wanted to know why all these handsome men were hanging around this old barn. Perhaps all she wanted was a quick roll in the hay, but I decided to answer her question by allowing her to be my first test subject for this combination of the fucking machine and the guillotine. She bravely held out for almost 45 minutes before she climaxed in a most spectacular fashion and lost her head!"

"She was quite pretty, you know," Suzanne gazing at the dead face. "After I get a hold of that mansion of yours I think I'm going to add a private trophy room and mount her head and your's on the wall so I can always be reminded of my triumph over you!"

Now, Kelly Ann was sure that the stint in the swamp had driven her aunt over the edge into insanity. Still, Kelly Ann was also aware that Suzanne was perfectly capable of carrying out her threats.

"Well, let's get this show on the road," the woman remarked, walking behind Kelly Ann, picking up a jar of some vicious liquid and using a brush to anoint the huge dildo with it. When she finished that, she next brushed it on Kelly Ann pussy lips and worked it up into her cunt. Then satisfied, she moved the fake cock forward, carefully wrapping Kelly Ann's pussy lips around the tip to make sure it would enter her cleanly. Then she switched the machine to life.

It started slowly, then built up speed, moving in and out of Kelly Ann's pussy. Kelly Ann had to admit the device was well designed: a bump on the dildo caressed the base of her clit whenever it moved in and out of her, and the soft brush tickled her clit hood. In the first minute she realized there would be no stopping a powerful, intense and deadly orgasm in the near future!

What is to become of our beautiful Kelly Ann? Will her next climax be her last? Will Aunt Suzanne be able to mount our heroine's head on her wall like a trophy? Find out in our next episode!

Don't Lose Your Head (Part 2)

Our story up to now: Aunt Suzanne has trapped poor Kelly Ann in a guillotine which will be triggered when the mechanical fucking machine currently working on our heroine's pussy, brings her to a climax!

Kelly Ann could feel the arousal growing in her body and knew if she didn't do something about it soon she wouldn't last ten minutes! If only she could lessen the orgasm enough so when it came she could keep her mouth clenched tightly around the rope. But how could she do that? Maybe she could distract herself by thinking unsexy thoughts.

She started with reciting in her mind her ABCs. Next, she tried counting backwards from 1000 in threes. Finally, she started working on deriving the proof for the Quadratic Equation in her head from scratch. Kelly Ann couldn't think of anything as unsexy as math, so maybe that would work!

Kelly Ann made little progress in deriving the equation, but that really didn't matter. It kept her mind off the large artificial cock currently railing her pussy and the soft brush ticking her clit. For the first time she had some hope she would survive.

"Hummm," remarked Suzanne, coming close to Kelly Ann's face and observing her concentration. "I think our little girl is trying to distract herself from my fucking machine, aren't you?" The woman laughed. "What a little fool you are! Do you really think that if you survive the orgasm I just won't cut the rope anyway? Of course, it wouldn't be nearly as satisfying as seeing you do it to yourself, but don't think you are going to still be alive come miidnight!" Suzanne grabbed a bucket and placed it in front of the guillotine under Kelly Ann's head. "One way or another your skull is going to be in this pail by the end of the evening!"

Kelly Ann realized that Suzanne was right. Even if she survived the orgasm her aunt would murder her anyway.

"You should just relax and let it happen, Kelly Ann," Suzanne sneered. "It's going to be your final climax, you might as well relax and enjoy it!"

Glancing back at her men, she gave them a sly smile, "In fact, let's do a little show for my niece. Something to inspire her. Come on boys, want to party?"

The men seemed to perk up, much like a pack of animals smelling prey nearby. The pulled off their shirts and pants and left their boots on the floor. Then they circled Suzanne, as if they were on the hunt. Then all at one closed in her and started pulling off her clothes.

The leather skirt was thrown to the floor leaving Suzanne wearing a strapless black bra, panties and matching garter belt and stockings. Kelly Ann could not deny her aunt was a beautiful woman. Perfect figure, with long, dark hair and haunting green eyes. The men picked her up and tossed her on the bed. Climbing on the bed with her, they roughly tore off her bra and panties. Then they descended on her like a pack of hungry wolves consuming a lamb.

Carlos started kissing Suzanne on her neck and throat, while Franco pawed at her tits, and set to sucking on the nipples. Abdul ran his hands up her legs and started groping her pussy. As they went at her, Kelly Ann heard her aunt giggle, apparently pleased to be the focus of their arousal.

As attractive as Suzanne was, Kelly Ann had to admit that her henchmen, if not as elegant as her aunt, had animal magnetism. They were rough, strong men with bulging muscles. And their cocks! Kelly Ann really only knew David's cock well, but the tools Suzanne's henchmen sported, if not as large as David's equipment, were still very intriguing. Carols' was thick and fat, Abdul's was long with an upward curve and Franco's was average, but straight as an arrow. Suzanne's hands went from cock to cock, teasing them and stroking them even as the men toyed with her body in return.

As if there had been some silent signal given, the three men rolled Suzanne over on her belly, and forced her up on all fours. Abdul grabbed her by the hips and embedded his long cock into the woman's pussy with a single, powerful thrust. Suzanne continued to play with Carols' and Franco's tools, licking the tips and running her tongue around the rims that surrounded cock heads, interrupted only when one of the men decided to give her face a slap.

All the men treated Suzanne roughly, slapping, squeezing and pinching her body. This rough treatment didn't seem to discourage Suzanne's arousal, but increase it. As Abdul energetically fucked her cunt, Suzanne paid rapt attention to the other two men's cocks, stroking, playing and kissing their manhood's in a manner that stuck Kelly Ann as almost a form of worship...

Watching this display, Kelly Ann lost all thought of the quadratic equation. She couldn't tear herself away from the primitive, almost animal-like, loving making before her. And as she watched she felt an intense arousal growing in her own body fueled by both the fucking machine and the show in front of her eyes.

Carlos seemed be the leader the pack and after a few minutes he commanded men to flip Suzanne over on her back. Franco took his turn with her, now. He stood on the floor with Suzanne's butt on the edge of the bed and legs up in the air, thrusting back and forth into her with enthusiasm. Carlos bent over her body, sucking and playing with her tits as Abdul slid his long, curved cock deep into her mouth.

As Kelly Ann watched the show she thought about David. He must be franticly looking for her, being both her bodyguard and her lover. She had scant hope of him finding her in this deserted barn, but she wished she could see him just one more time. If she had only one sexual climax left in her life, she wished it could have been with him and not this cold machine. She missed the feeling of his strong hands on her breasts and his fingers tightly holding her by her hair. The more aroused her body became, the more she wished she could be with him.

Carlos signaled another change on the bed. Rolling Suzanne out of the way, he lay himself on his back and forced her to mount him. At first Kelly Ann thought that it might be impossible for the woman to get his thick cock up her pussy, but somehow Suzanne managed it. As soon as the two of them where fucking, Franco grabbed Suzanne by her hair and forced his long cock down her throat.

Abdul moved behind Suzanne's ass and spread her cheeks. Kelly Ann had never considered this type of sex before, and it didn't seem to bother Suzanne when Abdul entered her anus in a series of gentle thrusts. Kelly Ann suddenly found herself intrigued by how it might feel to have a male cock in both the front and back doors of her body at the same time. The sight of these three viral men, pleasuring themselves with her aunt's body, filling all her holes, excited her in a way that was felt shameful and delightful at the same time.

The four them moved together... together like... like a machine. A pleasure machine with all their parts interacting in each other, and Suzanne as the central and component. In fact, they were more a fucking machine than this monstrosity in Kelly Ann's own pussy!

Watching the show brought poor Kelly Ann to such a state of excitement she knew she could no longer resist the deep urges pent up in her body. Resisting them was useless anyway. She would not survive the night one way or another, so she gave in and let the waves of pleasure, radiating from her pussy, envelope her body. She felt her back involuntary arch, her eyes cross and roll upwards and her mouth open into that "O" shape. And she also felt the rope slip out from in between her lips.

Over her head she could her the sudden rush of the blade downward on its way to sever her delicate neck and her last thought was "Shit, this is it!"

Is this the end of poor Kelly Ann? Has perverted Aunt Suzanne finally won the Vanderhilt family fortune? Will our heroine's head now just be a trophy on her evil aunt's wall? Find out in the next episode!

Don't Lose Your Head (Conclusion)

Kelly Ann heard the rush of the approaching blade, then a crashing sound followed by a sharp bang. Be it from the blade hitting her, or the power of her orgasm, she lost consciousness for a few moments.

When she woke up again she was afraid to open her eyes. If she did, would she be looking up from the inside of the bucket, a disembodied head with mere seconds of life left in it?

Finally, she did open her eyes, and found herself just as she had been before, head stuck in the guillotine with an empty bucket below her face. Her eyes sought the mirror looking for an explanation. She saw the blade stopped just above the boards that trapped her head. In between a log, about as thick as her neck, had been shoved in the gap arresting the falling blade. Where had that come from?

She next checked behind her. In a doorway to the room stood her lover and bodyguard, David! She now realized that he must have used the log to break down the door and entering the room, seen her predicament and thrown the wood into the gap just in time to stop the blade on its deadly fall! He was her savior again!

She wasn't the only one that noticed he arrival, however. On the bed there was a mad scramble to disentangle limbs and put up a defense.

Abdul was the first to respond. Popping his cock out of Suzanne butt, he reached to his clothes on the floor, pulled out a large knife, and flung it at David's head. David, though a large man, was quick, and dodged the knife, letting it plunge into the door frame behind him. Quickly he grabbed the knife, pulled it out of the wood and threw it back toward Abdul. Abdul was not as quick dodging as Kelly Ann's bodyguard, though. The henchman crumpled to the ground, with the knife's hilt sticking out his neck.

Franco was the next to react. He also came up with a knife, but seeing Abdul's fate, didn't throw it, but advanced on David, tossing the knife from hand-to-hand, to confuse his opponent. Suddenly he rushed last few feet at David and tried to bury the knife in his chest. David dodged the knife, gabbing Franco by the wrist and head, and used the man's own momentum to slam the attacker's skull into the doorframe, with a sickening, and probably fatal, crack.

Carlos, being under Suzanne, was the last to get free. Instead of a knife, however, he pulled out a long sword. Swinging it in a precise show of dexterity designed to strike fear into his adversary's heart, he advanced on David.

"Oh, no!" thought Kelly Ann, "David will never be able to defend himself from that sword expert by using the small knife he took from Franco!"

David must have agreed, because he pulled a revolver out of his waistband and shot Carlos between the eyes.

Seeing the men were dead, Kelly Ann then focused her attention on locating the fourth, and in her eyes most dangerous, member of this unholy group: Suzanne.

Her aunt, and her clothes, were nowhere to be seen, however, and an exit door from the barn, behind the bed, was now ajar. She had left her henchmen to fight while she fled.

David must have reached the same conclusion, and he raced toward the open door, revolver in hand. Even before he reached the exit, however, there was the roar of a motorcycle starting followed by the screech of tires. David pushed the door open and took aim, but never fired. He must have realized the fleeing woman was too far away and moving too fast to waste a bullet.