I still vividly remember reading "Applicant for death" by Juan Gotoh for the first time. How shocked I'd been. How I, a fairly savy internet user, had been shaken. My heart BEATING. Then, I'd still thought I'd been shaken by how bizarre and insane the story had been.
My mind kept wandering back to it, and a week later I revisited the story, believing I was confronting it and would close the chapter on that insane story. Instead I later found myself spraying cum well over a meter away and trying to catch my breath from my most intense orgasm yet. And so my fetish for snuff was born. I wonder how many others were hooked by Juan's story.

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But enough reminiscing, the here and now is what this story is about, and in this here and now, I have two beautifull ladies, who happen to share my fetish that I met in an online chat.

We are in a simple enough room. It's just us, with a small table holding only three collars, in white, gray, and black, and a face mask that could completely cover somebodies face, leaving only a hole for the mouth, and convenient straps to keep the mouth opened.

Eva was still clothed and filming using a camera, but Lisa was completely nude and she looked very excited. She was a real looker too. When she had arrived, she had worn simple clothing, actually even a bit on the convervative side. A bit like Velma from Scooby-Doo I suppose.

When she took everything off, her boobs were revealed to be much larger than her clothing had made them appear, but still very nicely proportioned to the rest of her body. She had great legs to go with it too, and a cute, lightly freckled face that made her seem so much more innocent than she really was.

She looked at the mask, touching it. "Are you going to use this to snuff me?" she breathed. "I just might," I answered, "But to be precise, it'll only allow you to breathe through your mouth, and keep it open for easy acces."

She looked at me for a moment, as if trying to gauge me. "You said you had a snuff fetish... and in our chat I felt like you weren't like those other posers."

"That's where the collars come in. I'll describe them one by one, and if you like one, you can put it on, but when I describe the next collar, you can't pick the previous collar anymore, so choose carefully." I warned her. A small smile appeared on Lisa's face, and she looked very interested.

"First, see the bed over there? As you might notice, there's a glass separation in the middle. When you lie down on the bed, I will lower it, so that upper body is on one side, and your hands and lower body on the other. That way, you can finger yourself if you like, but can't fight back, and I can still enjoy seeing you struggle." I say, while Lisa's hands move to her tits and vagina. "Hmmmmm, that sounds hot... so what about the collars?" she asks.

"Off course! First, the white collar. If you put this collar on, I will brutally fuck your throat, in a way that should statisfy even the most submissive sluts. I will use you like the fucktoy you are. However, if you feel like you're dying, you can move up your hands and I'll give you just a little time to breathe. Only a little though." I say. At this point, I notice Lisa is fingering herself, although slowly and in a sligthly absent minded manner. I wait for a few moments before asking "... not exciting enough? Because once I start describing the next collar -" "Please describe the next one", Lisa interrupts.

I smile while touching the gray collar. "Since you didn't pick the white one, that only leaves this collar and the black one. With the gray collar, things are pretty much the same as with the white collar. Only difference is that I'll treat you like I treat a real sex toy, and if using a toy breaks it, it's not like I'll stop. I only stop using a toy once I've cum, so you can raise those pretty little hands and squirm as much as you like, but I'm only stopping and letting you breathe once I've sprayed my cum down your throat. If you're still alive by then..." I tell her. Lisa is now masturbating with a much higher intensity, but I can see that's she's holding back, so she won't cum yet.

"Describe the black one please!" she says, with a strong urge in her voice, yet strangely quiet. "Ah, yes. Black. Since you declined gray, this one is your only choice. With this collar, if you happen to still be alive after I've cum, you still won't be getting any air. I'll keep my dick and balls in your mouth till I've snuffed you like the snuff slut you are." I tell her. Her hands darts to the black collar and Lisa is clearly barely able to contain her excitement. She quickly puts it on and asks: "How do I look master?". "Like the snuff slut you are," I answer, "now go put on the mask, and lie on the table, my dick is hard as a rock about the prospect of turning you into a corpse."

She quickly puts on the mask and I adjust the straps so she can't close her mouth, or bite for that matter. She runs to the bed, almost jumps on it, and lies down. I lower the glas separation, securing her body between it and the bed. "Raise your hands and see if you can reach your upper body. We don't want you fighting back now do we? Only to see you struggle as you choke to your death." I tell her. Lisa raises her hands and moves around a little, but it lacks conviction.

"Do it like you mean it! Once you are choking you might not be in control of yourself and you also want it to succeed right? That is why you chose the black collar right? So try for real, or do you wanna go back for the white collar like a poser?" This time, Lisa tries much harder, but no matter how she tries, she can't get her hands on the other side of the glass. "Aai caa't rea-th de od'her soit" she breathes through the mask. And with this, preparations are finally over. Eva moves closer for a close up of Lisa's face and body on the table, then moves back to allow me space as I position my dick in front of the mask.

My dick is almost painfully erect, and I can feel Lisa's breath moving past the head. "Enjoy your breaths, because these will be your last. After I count down from three, the only thing going down your throat will be my dick!" I tell her. Lisa is now masturbating furiously, and I start counting down: "Three... two... one... zero", and as I reach zero, I push my dick down her throat and start savagely fucking her throat.

Excitement and adrenaline rushes through me, fueled by the feeling of dominating this beautiful woman with the knowledge that she'll die just to statisfy my - and her - dark needs. Fucking her face like a maniac doesn't slow down Lisa any bit, in fact, she seems to be fingering her pussy even harder, though I hadn't deemed it possible.

Despite my excitement, I keep going without any difficulty. I'm not sure why, but I've noticed that it's always hard for me to cum from oral sex. Because of the exciting prospect of snuffing Lisa I feel the orgasm coming on much faster than usual, but I'm pretty sure I'll only cum after Lisa's already dead. Not that it dissapoints me. In fact, it excites me even more.

After about two minutes, I start seeing Lisa's hands coming up and clawing toward the glass. Seems like she's needing air... air she will not be getting. I suddenly notice Eva moving towards her, now nude. I look to the side and notice she has placed the camera on a tripod, smart thinking. She takes Lisa's hands, and moves them away from the glass, while moving her own mouth to Lisa's tits, and she starts sucking on them.

I notice that Eva manages to move Lisa's hands towards Lisa's pussy without too much effort, and after a few seconds she's working away at her own cunt, while still sucking and licking Lisa's tits. At some points she bites the nipple softly, sending a shudder through Lisa. She bites again, now much harder, and Lisa's entire body thrashes, clearly orgasming hard.

After that, I still see her fingering her pussy, but it seems she's lost steam. She won't be long now. Eva slowly pinches both of Lisa's niples between her fingernails, then pulls them up hard. Lisa shudders again, probably her final orgasm, and I feel myself getting close. Maybe she'll get to taste my cum as her final parting gift after all.

A few moments later, I see Lisa's hands starting to 'float' up. It doesn't seem like a concious movement, and I realise Lisa's brain must be dying. It seems Eva also knows it, as I feel her breasts push against me from behind. "Awww, she must be dead now" she purrs in my ear, and she pushes her fingers into my anus as she does so, which is enough to send me over the edge.

My entire body shudders, as I feel myself jettonising stream after stream of cum down Lisa's corpse. I feel a little breathless myself after my intense orgasm, but surely nothing quite like Lisa. "Me next please... master" Eva purrs into my ear.

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My first ever story on gurochan! I hope you like it! Please let me know your throughts! I also very much enjoy constructive criticism. If I had to speak for myself, I feel like I could have done a better job regarding the use of quotation marks, so if there's somebody that can give an example of how to improve this, that'd be very helpfull.

I'm also sure there's more spelling mistakes than would be the case normally, but I was quite excited while writing this (hehehe), as it is a fantasy I often envision.