Zahra was beginning to feel nervous. She’d only been dating Raoul for 5 months now, and had thought things had been going well. They’d met at the Dolcett City Shooting Range, where they were again tonight. Her friends Emily and Celeste had invited her along for drinks, and that’s where he’d bought her drinks and they clicked immediately. The sex had been great, and she’d even moved in with him last month. Most of her friends had hooked up with his buddies that night too. It had been a really successful outing.

So when Raoul had suggested to his clique that they all take a trip to the shooting range to snuff their girls together, it had been rather unexpected. Hadn’t she been a perfectly submissive girlfriend, tended to his every need? She was still young and beautiful and fertile wasn’t she? Why would he want to end it all? Hadn’t she been pleasurable and obedient? Hadn’t she earned the right to get married and have his babies? What had she done wrong?

Raoul returned from the shooting range’s bar with ice cold beers in hand for all his friends. They cheered, clinking the bottles as their girlfriends, dressed in their sexiest casual wear, looked on diminutively. Zahra knew most of them. Her besties Emily and Celeste were wrapped around the arms of their beaus, looking decidedly uncomfortable with the course of events. She knew all the other girls by name, but they were really Celeste and Emily’s friends, not hers

There was petite little Pia fidgeting in the corner with an expression that looked like shame crossed with humiliation plastered across her face. The cute girl was barely out of highschool, and already she was going to be slaughtered. Zahra had always had a soft spot for the awkward young woman. Mature Yara was on her knees, busy sucking her man’s cock. Her face stretched like a muzzle as it sloppily pulled at his meat. Violet was whispering something in her boyfriend’s ear that sounded suspiciously like pleading. His face was a condescending mask of dismissal. Fleur and Coco were in the corner chatting quietly. Zahra wasn’t sure what it was about, but It had Fleur sneaking her hand down her panties, so it must’ve been spicy. The last of her friends, Rose had her thighs wrapped around her boy, and was snogging him like it was the last day of her life… which, Zahra realized., it most certainly was.

Zahra wandered away from the gaggle of girls, and over to Emily and Celeste, who had grown gone to comfort Pia, who had begun to cry in her corner.
“It’s ok Pia everyone’s gotta go sometime” consoled Emily gently, her hand rubbing the back of the girl with the aqua dyed hair.
“But… It means that he doesn’t love me… he was j-just using me…'' Pia sobbed.
“The fuck are you talking about, Emily?” retorted Celeste “I can’t believe we all have to do this… this society is sick. Why do we have to all die for the pleasure of men.”
“Because it’s our place in the world, you know that Celeste” Zahra interjected. She didn’t truly believe it herself, but she knew what she was expected to say in such a situation.

“Pia honey, you knew the deal when you started dating… if you didn’t work out as a suitable partner, he was going to be free to snuff you as he saw fit. It’s no use complaining about it now.” Zahra hit Pia with her wisdom.
“But.. I-I L-love him…why doesn’t he Love m-me back?” She sniffled in return.
“Same as the rest of us, I guess… we probably just weren’t as good in the sack as we thought we were. but if you really do love him, you should be obedient to him till your last breath… so head back over to your boyfriend and serve him however he sees fit in your last moments. Do you think you can do that Pia?” said Zahra, while secretly wondering why Raoul had decided to off her. Did he not love her? It was a ridiculous thought and she banished it from her mind.
“Mmm, hmmm..” the girl nodded, wiping away her tears with the back of her hand, before getting up and returning to the throng of the party.

“So Zahra, nice motivational speech, way to send that girl off to her death” Celeste congratulated, half seriously, half with derision.
“Say Celeste, did you remember to clean your insides out this morning? I know I did” Emily piped up, hoping to change the subject. “ you don’t want to shit yourself as you die. That’d be so embarrassing.”
“Yeah, Brian made sure that I did it properly… he insisted that he give me the enema himself. I think the fucker got off on watching me shit my guts out.” Celeste rolled her eyes back as she thought of her boyfriend.
“I know, right… I had to lock Raoul out of the bathroom just to get some privacy while I flushed myself out… boys are such pervs.” Zahra laughed.
“You two are lucky to have boyfriends who take such an interest… I couldn't even convince Cal to watch me as I did it… I swear he’s just snuffing me because he’s over me,” Emily pouted.

Raoul beckoned the girls over to the main group. It looked like he wanted to make a small speech to Zahra. She knew how he liked to hear the sound of his own voice.
“Well girls,” Raoul began “it was a lovely few months of play, but it’s time for us boys to move onto greener pastures.”
Zahra felt a little indignant at the insinuation that she was just some temporary fling, but she kept it hidden like she was expected to. She knew he loved her… this was just one of the ways he could show it for all eternity.
“You’ve all been great little lays for our conquest, but now It’s time to get you all snuffed so that we can pick up some new girls. Maybe one of them will be real marriage material.” A tear welled in the corner of Zahra’s eye. That was supposed to be her position. She was supposed to be Raoul’s breeder, but now it looked like some other girl was going to get that role instead.

“So pack up those tight tushes and we’ll get you all terminated.” He commanded, beer in hand, as he motioned to a set of open metal portals in a clear wall nearby. There was exactly one for each girl. She knew that inside each of them was a sharp metal iris, designed to decapitate useless sows like her.

They were set in the plastic so low, that Zahra had to squat just to get her head in hers. The iris contracted gently, just enough to keep her locked in place. Her friends all did likewise, their butts raised above their heads like dogs in heat. She took an introspective moment, that she probably should have five months ago… this was probably how his last girlfriend had ended up too. It wasn’t her fault… He’d probably loved both of them… but they just hadn’t measured up to his needs.

Emily slotted her head into the execution device beside her, with a hot, lusty breath. Zahra knew it was kinda Emily’s thing, she adored being bound and treated roughly, so it wasn’t a surprise that her friend was getting off on her own execution. Celeste on the other hand, seemed to have decided at the last minute not to go without a little fight. It was futile of course, Brian was built like a brick shed. She squirmed, and kicked and struggled against him… but in the end, he just put his giant sized hand around her head and pushed it into the waiting wall orifice, and that was the end of it. Celeste was starting to look terrified.

Brian, took the opportunity to fuck Celeste one last time, stripping her panties to her ankles in a practiced swipe, and began to rape her asshole vigorously. She objected vocally. Her bubble butt jiggled as she squealed like a pig, but it didn’t take too long before it transformed into moaning like a whore. It was very erotic, and Zahra and Emily looked at her enviously. Zahra could feel her crotch moistening. She was such a slut… but one last fuck from Raoul would be glorious. She slit her own panties down to her feet, and hiked up her skirt, to give Raoul a good view. Emily copied her eagerly, and called for her own boyfriend to ravish her.

Emily was waggling her bum desperately trying to get her boyfriend to fuck her… but he wasn’t having any of it. Cal ignored her attempts at seduction, sidestepping her wiggling derriere, and just pressed the red lit button and on the wall at his hand height. There was a beeping countdown, and the. The light changed to green. Zahra could hear a short clipping sound, like a pair of scissors, and the iris tightened to a point through her throat. She squawked like a chicken as the air cut off mid breath and her head toppled to the floor. Zahra felt her eyes widen at the sight of her closest bestie getting snuffed in front of her. She felt a thrill of fear deep under her composure. Emily’s decapitated body was slumped against the plexiglass , squirting twin geysers of blood that ran down in rivers and pooled at her clawed hands. Her butt was humping empty air, even though her head was no longer attached. How it stayed up like that pissing in the wind without a brain was a mystery to Zahra. Girl must’ve really been horny when she was snuffed. Her boyfriend was a real cock though - not even having the decency to give the slut a last fuck. Her ass tooted loudly, and despite the blood squirting from Emily’s neck, Zahra swore she could see her friend blush beet red.
“Jeez, you can see how dick obsessed my slut was…. Even after she’s dead, that body of Em’s is still begging for it” her boy complained. “You can see what I was talking about. This cumdumpster was just too much effort to keep satisfied. It was exhausting.” He spat as he launched a strong kick into Emily’s crotch, toppling the corpse into a still heap.



Further down the line, Pia was a sobbing, sniffling mess.
“How could you do this to me? I love you!” She screamed as her boyfriend drove her enthusiastically from behind. His cum ran in rivulets from her used little pussy. Zahra couldn’t tell whether the noises the girl was making meant she was about to break down, or orgasm? Probably both.
“Slut, you were always just a pretty little toy to pass my time with.. now hurry up and die.” He condescended to her as he pushed the little button on the wall that set off the circular guillotine.
She went suddenly silent. There was a short pause, and then Pia’s head popped right off in a spurt of dark red arterial blood. A sharp spasm ran through her corpse, shaking her small tits and her body pissed all over his cock, and he grunted as he came again.
“God I love it when a perky little slut dies on my cock, they always squeeze so tight.
Pia’s lips were moving silently, trying to say something that would now go unheard. Her squatted ass, hanging just off the floor, squeezed out a thin turd that coiled beneath her dead behind. Zahra felt pity for Pia, it was an awful and humiliating way to die.

Celeste was swearing up a storm at Brian as he enjoyed the anal rape. Her titties bounced as she tried in vain to escape her fate, but all she was doing was making the buttsex more painful than it needed to be. She howled like a wild animal as the suffered the indignity of being used like a cocksleeve. Zahra watched as a spurt of cum dribbled down his ballsack. She was in the middle of rebuking him for cumming inside her with a sentence that would have made a scottish sailor blush, when Brian finished her off by activating her metal portal and severing her head.

She could see Celeste’ eyes frantically rolling sideways in their sockets, trying to see behind her, but she no longer had a neck to turn. Brian slid out of her now gaping anus. The woman’s body had fell to the ground, smushing her large breasts, which bulged out of her blouse. Her short shorts were piled at her feet, and nethers were exposed. Her burnished red pubic hair was still matted with a load of fresh wet cum, dripping to the floor in thick globs. Her dead body squirted a spray of piss convulsively, and her asshole winked spastically, farting cum softly as if by mindless reflex. A yellow puddle grew under her.

Zahra’s pussy was lubricating itself, and her nipples were showing through her shirt. She was getting so wet it was uncomfortable. She used her fingers to spread her pussy wide, ready for Raoul to inseminate her. She wanted his semen inside her one last time before she ended up like Celeste or Emily. Raoul straddled her from behind, and she could feel his ballsack tickling the small of her back. This was it… she was about to get the last great fuck of her life…

There was a beeping sound… and then she felt a stinging sensation around her own neck, and her nose bumped to the floor on the other side. Huh? She wondered stupidly. Why couldn’t she feel Raoul’s rock hard boner scraping her insides? Oh? She’d been beheaded, already? Hadn’t he promised her that he’d use her body well today?

“You’re right about how they squeeze when they die Brian…. But I prefer the looser asshole once they’re already dead… Raoul gloated perversely to Celeste’s boyfriend. Zahra could hear the splashing sound of her own tan body releasing a stream of urine of its own accord.
“Fuck, Zahra - you’re peeing on my balls… you’re a much better fuck dead than you ever were alive… You were always moning about how good my cock was - or how hard or soft you wanted me to fuck you… at least now you just shut up and take it like a proper girl” She could hear the fap fap fapping of him as he fucked her dead ass until he strained in an obvious and quick climax. It wasn’t fair… she was supposed to feel her holes filled with cum before he cut off her head. As he removed himself from her rotund rear, she could hear as her anus let rip. Fffrrttt! She felt humiliated by her own flatulence. It was an embarrassing and unfulfilling way to die.