EXECUTION 3 - THE GOOD STUDENT

Brain Splatter, Beheading, Underage Teen(17), Non-Cons(ff), Urination, Defecation.

1.
“After school”, read the note which flashed through Serena’s on repeat every time she closed her eyes or went to sleep.

Carlos passed that note to her eighteen days ago, and they met in an empty classroom on the third floor. Those two hours with her closest friend seemed almost supernaturally peaceful, and as Carlos took her virginity on the cabinet all concerns fled her thoughts in exchange for complete euphoria. This promising young honor student, with perfect attendance and phenomenally good behavior, laid with her breasts on full display and her skirt lifted, and panties in the seat of some student’s desk, while a plump cock pushed through her sex and pummeled her cervix. They both climaxed several times, stuffing her with semen until it overflowed onto the wood.

Serena drifted in and out of sleep while Carlos laid on her, both breathing heavily, when cracking wood brought them from their trance. The wood holding the tiles in the ceiling bent, and snapped. A petite dark-haired girl, Louise Ling, crashed onto the counter with a camera in her hands. Her oldest rival, and an ex-girlfriend to Carlos, found out and waited in the ceiling to record their act. Serena’s eyes grew large, and she shoved Carlos off as she dove towards Louise’s camera. His body landed against the window, which cracked and then shattered as he was unable to shift his weight off of it. Serena and Louise screamed as he tumbled out of the window.

“You fucking killed my man you stupid fucking bitch!” Louise screamed and lunged at Serena. Serena grabbed her by the waist, and the Asian girl quickly realized her mistake. Louise pulled free, as Serena made another attempt to grab her camera. Serena grabbed Louise’s pelvis and pulled her back, and rolled back with her. Louise slid out of her skirt, freeing herself and going headfirst out the window. Her screams were heard throughout the school campus, until her brain splattered on the cement below.

A sense of dread bubbled up in her stomach as Serena realized the magnitude of the situation. When she sat up and looked out the window, a crowd already gathered around the two bodies. Their transfixed and judging eyes oscillated between the ground and the half-naked teen who was the pride of the school mere hours ago.

It was an open and shut case. Carlos was lucky enough to survive, albeit with crippling injuries that will be with him for the rest of his life, Louise was killed instantly. Her camera continued recording through the incident, and survived the fall. Louise’s parents demanded the death penalty; the judge eagerly complied.

2.
Two guards escorted Serena to the execution chamber. Instead of the dark blue uniform of Wellington High that she wore proudly, Serena entered with the faded blue prison jumpsuit she grew to hate in the last few weeks of her life. Her face bore no expression, save for the moisture welling up in her eyes. Her lips started to tremble at the sight of the masked woman standing next to a guillotine.

“We have another cadaver for you.” The guards shoved her in and shut the door.

“Remove the uniform and toss it in the bin.”

Serena hesitated slightly. Being in prison, she grew accustomed to undressing in front of others fairly quickly, but was she really going to die naked? The woman raised her left eyebrow; Serena, having lost all will to protest, removed her clothes as she was directed. She shivered as the cool air touched her bare skin.

“No underwear?” The executioner asked, a glint in her eyes.

Serena sniffled. “I wasn’t wearing any when they arrested me,” and they’re too cheap to issue me some she almost added.

“Lemme guess. You was just ‘showering’ when the cops showed,” she rolled her eyes. “Well, stand here,” the woman pointed at the spot in front of the guillotine.

The executioner placed her hands on Serena’s side, with her finger tips dug into her large breasts; Serena either didn’t notice or decided to ignore it, as she allowed the woman to force her to her knees to place her head through the lunette and lock it. Serena began sobbing, and closed her eyes in anticipation of the blade striking the back of her neck.

It never came, and Serena noticed a new sensation between her legs. A sense of ecstasy developed from her pussy and spread out, and something wet repeatedly brushed her cunt.

“What are you…”

“Just relax,” the executioner told her, “as long as I’m doing this you get to live.”

Please no! Serena thought as her executioner ate her pussy. She didn’t want to die either, so convincing her to stop was not ideal either. Her face contorted and Serena mentally tried to pull away, afraid of what would happen if she protested successfully. It wouldn’t be over until she came, Serena was certain; she would get a final orgasm, at least. I’d rather get it from a cock. She imagined, instead of some woman’s tongue lapping her pussy, Carlos rubbing his dick against her sex. That fantasy brought her at ease, and the grimace on her face morphed into a dazed smile. She gently closed her eyes and accepted the woman’s tongue, now Carlos’s penis in her mind, and imagined it penetrating deeper.

Serena drifted from reality, and when the time came made no attempt to hide her orgasm. Her moan, like a wolf’s howl, filled the room. The executioner would have known anyways, as the doomed teen sprayed her with pussy juices, as her womanhood pulsated. The executioner slurped it up greedily, knowing she would be the last to enjoy Serena’s taste.

The executioner stood up and walked over to the lever and pulled it. The blade dropped, and sliced cleanly through her neck. Her body dropped to the floor, as fountains of blood spurted from her necks. Her bladder and bowels relaxed, spilling their contents on the floor.

What a waste! The executioner shook her head as she confirmed the death of Serena on her computer.