Oh yeah, that could well be the most exciting thing on earth - I want to get on that guillotine just before you. Standing naked, being strapped to the bascule, the worn leather straps being tightened around my ankles, my thighs, my lower back, and my shoulders. My arms tied to my sides. My hard cock pressed against the cum-slick timber. Staring up at the blade. Then the tilting forward, my weight transferring from feet to the front of my body. Squeaking timber as the bascule is pushed forward. Seeing the lower half of the lunette approach, raising my chin a little and settling my neck into the smoothly worn, blood-sticky timber. Feeling the final constraint of the upper part of the lunette being fastened in place. Straining to test the strength of the straps, even though I know there is no chance of escape. The movement of my body, the feel of being held by leather and wood, the texture of timber against my hard nipples, the pressure on my cock, pressed between my stomach and the bascule, arouses me to new heights of excitement. Then I feel the hot wetness of your tongue, playing between my toes. I’m whimpering with unbearable pleasure. You’re bringing me to the edge of ejaculation. And then it stops. My feet and toes, wet with your saliva, cool quickly. But I know what the withdrawal of your lips, your mouth, your tongue means. A hot, sexual thrill washes through my whole body. Ten seconds. You are coming to the front of the guillotine. Nine seconds. I have only nine seconds. Eight seconds. I raise my eyes and I’m looking at you over the basket. Seven seconds. This is the most intense experience of my life. Six seconds. I’m sweating with the effort of my struggles. Five seconds. My hips are pulsing, pumping my rigid cock against the board. Four seconds. My breath is panting “no…ah…no… ah…ah…” Three seconds. My nipples are tingling, my balls are tightening. Two seconds. I lock eyes with you as you kneel by the basket. I can read your lust. One second. I’m cumming! I’m cumming! “Ah…yes…ah…YES… YE” KERCHUNK. The basket rises. The orgasm seems to have swallowed my body in a sudden gulp. I am nothing but head, spinning. There is a tug on my hair. You have caught my head. As you lift it up, the vision of my headless carcass, still quivering, blood spraying from the severed neck, swims into my fading sight. The last thing I see is your grinning face coming towards me. My last feeling is your warm lips against mine, and your tongue exploring my mouth, in a last lingering kiss into the blackness of eternity.
Most exciting thing on Earth for you?
Oh yeah, that could well be the most exciting thing on earth - I want to get on that guillotine just before you. Standing naked, being strapped to the bascule, the worn leather straps being tightened around my ankles, my thighs, my lower back, and my shoulders. My arms tied to my sides. My hard cock pressed against the cum-slick timber. Staring up at the blade. Then the tilting forward, my weight transferring from feet to the front of my body. Squeaking timber as the bascule is pushed forward. Seeing the lower half of the lunette approach, raising my chin a little and settling my neck into the smoothly worn, blood-sticky timber. Feeling the final constraint of the upper part of the lunette being fastened in place. Straining to test the strength of the straps, even though I know there is no chance of escape. The movement of my body, the feel of being held by leather and wood, the texture of timber against my hard nipples, the pressure on my cock, pressed between my stomach and the bascule, arouses me to new heights of excitement. Then I feel the hot wetness of your tongue, playing between my toes. I’m whimpering with unbearable pleasure. You’re bringing me to the edge of ejaculation. And then it stops. My feet and toes, wet with your saliva, cool quickly. But I know what the withdrawal of your lips, your mouth, your tongue means. A hot, sexual thrill washes through my whole body. Ten seconds. You are coming to the front of the guillotine. Nine seconds. I have only nine seconds. Eight seconds. I raise my eyes and I’m looking at you over the basket. Seven seconds. This is the most intense experience of my life. Six seconds. I’m sweating with the effort of my struggles. Five seconds. My hips are pulsing, pumping my rigid cock against the board. Four seconds. My breath is panting “no…ah…no… ah…ah…” Three seconds. My nipples are tingling, my balls are tightening. Two seconds. I lock eyes with you as you kneel by the basket. I can read your lust. One second. I’m cumming! I’m cumming! “Ah…yes…ah…YES… YE” KERCHUNK. The basket rises. The orgasm seems to have swallowed my body in a sudden gulp. I am nothing but head, spinning. There is a tug on my hair. You have caught my head. As you lift it up, the vision of my headless carcass, still quivering, blood spraying from the severed neck, swims into my fading sight. The last thing I see is your grinning face coming towards me. My last feeling is your warm lips against mine, and your tongue exploring my mouth, in a last lingering kiss into the blackness of eternity.
lindier
Forum Veteran
truly awesome fantasy and so hot. Thanks marky
nightviper
Forum Regular
My dead body laying nude
mxboots888
Forum Legend
A passed out hunky/muscular soldierboy in full uniform in my bedroom ready to be used and abused 
BloodFullOfPain
The slave master
My own death by getting killed slowly
Bloomdido Biff
Forum Newcomer
I didn't put this as my first choice.
But I really DO HOPE that I can manage to get my fresh corpse into the hands of at least a necro CURIOUS person. While I'm a mostly straight male, I am completely relaxed about having my corpse used by ANYONE who would enjoy playing with it in WHATEVER way turns THEM on.
I'm personally into clean, fresh, mostly intact-body necro. Clean asphyx death. With that said, liberating throat and thorax neck fuck holes by severing the head seems ... ineresting.
But I really DO HOPE that I can manage to get my fresh corpse into the hands of at least a necro CURIOUS person. While I'm a mostly straight male, I am completely relaxed about having my corpse used by ANYONE who would enjoy playing with it in WHATEVER way turns THEM on.
I'm personally into clean, fresh, mostly intact-body necro. Clean asphyx death. With that said, liberating throat and thorax neck fuck holes by severing the head seems ... ineresting.
