Ava

My name is Ava Green, I'm 17 years old, and I will die today.
They stripped me naked for my execution, and I blush as I hear the crowd jeer and catcall. My beautiful long blonde hair has been cut boyishly short, to make it easier on the headsman.

"Tis a shame for a pretty young lass like you to lose your head", the executioner remarks. I smile wanly at him, then I kneel.

The guards flanking me grip my arms tightly. I bow my head, presenting my neck to the man.

I breathe in, seconds crawling by like minutes.

My heart pounds away like a jackhammer.

The sword slices down. The world tumbles around my vision. I see my body convulsing, my breasts swaying pendulously. Blood spurts out my neck stump. My vision rapidly grows dark.

The last thing I see is an erect penis. Out of habit, I open my mouth, my tongue outstretched. I feel the cock push in, then I feel nothing.

The guards take hold of the girl's arms and legs, and unceremoniously throw her corpse into a plywood casket. "Oy headsman, you done with that thing?" one yells. The headsman grunts as he comes inside the neck of the girl. He tosses the head over to the guard. The guard catches it, and gently closes the girl's terrified eyes. He lowers it into the casket, laying the head on top of her still chest.

The headsman sits down as another shivering young girl is brought before him. "I need a rest, they're workin me to the bloody bone" he grumbles.