like this way tooTo be live gutted -
Not just stabbed, cut, and allow the organs to drop out -
But, rather - hook up with another, a group - even, and prepare for a long sexual orgy - with ropes, knives, and other tools of destruction.
Watch, assist others in killing themselves - and then, it is my turn
to be tied to a table - sucking a cock, or eating pussy - and feeling a cock enter my ass - as my belly is cut open
to be ass-fucked, doggy-style - my fucker is my executioner - he slits my belly open, as he is fucking me - and fondling my cock / balls.
I want my intestines pulled out, cut out - and then, to be untied and able (if not in shock) to get up and wander around - gutted. I would expect the gutting to be done with care - clamping, tying off, cauterizing the blood vessels - giving me a few minutes to wander about the orgy, until I drop
This.Well, sins we are all the same here, let's start a thread about the way we would all like to go out of this existence and into the next.
My best way would be to DIE on the BATTLEFIELD. I would love to run into a hail of bullets and get mowed down.
A big wet stain between my legs as my camo's are soiled with my final cum.
Then I fall down, feel the blood and the bullets end my life.
As I slowely die, my killer comes to have some fun with me. Hardly concious, I let it all go...
And that would be my best, wanting way to DIE!
This is a big fantasy of mine. wrapped in razorwire and dragged behind a truck, sure pissed on and tauntedDragged to death…behind a pickup truck with guys pissing out the back on me, and tossing small rocks. By my feet or by my wrists…either way. Just let the road, the gravel, the dirt, the brush tear at my skin and flesh, until I’m just a bloody piece of dead meat. (Give Ricky my feet.)
This isn’t a fantasy that is easy to play out by myself, but I’ve tried a few things. Using a rope tied to a tree, I’ve lowered myself naked down a steep grade of hard dirt. Went about forty feet, then pulled myself back up. My body got scraped up. If I let go of the rope, I’d slide and roll a long way until I landed in scrub brush. Actually, that did happen once and I got cut up kinda bad. Hurt for days. But the good part was that I couldn’t sleep due to the pain and I had to lay there remembering the moment. Hard-on Heaven! And the bloody open sores stuck to the sheets. Tore off when I rolled over. More cum! Yes, it hurt and I never tried again. But I still get hard thinking about it. Now I get my kicks walking naked thru tall brush and letting it scrape my bare skin.
I’d then want to cut your head off with your manhood in your mouth, then I’d want to cut your feet off while they’re still inside your boots!I want to go out in a biker war. My boots and leathers on. Laying in a pile of my fellow dead and dieing bikers, We lost the war. The victors come and sort through our pockets. In my pocket they find a leather pouch made from a guys scrotum in which I keep my tobacco. Mutilations are in order. Dicks and balls are cut off and put in the victims mouth. He take my hunting knife from my boot and cut of my dick and balls and stuff them in my mouth. He wipes the blade of my knife clean on my leather jacket sleeve. He then takes the knife and put's it in his boot. Weapons of all kinds are harvested from the dead and tested on our bodies.