-Continued

"Open your mouth and suck on it", She did as she was told. She opened her mouth and allowed him to slide his cock in. It was a perfect fit, any wider and he wouldn't get past her teeth. He gripped her ponytail with his left hand and placed the other on her shoulders, pressing down firmly so that she couldn't breathe, while he thrust himself against the back of her mouth repeatedly. She flailed her arms in panic, trying to gasp for air until she began to feel faint. When he released the pressure and allowed her the breath her body craved, but he continued thrusting deep into her mouth, bulging harder and larger than before.

He began thrusting faster, but let go of her hair and instead grabbed the metal rings on either side of the pillory.

"When I pull these two rings", he calmly explained while defiling her mouth, "A thin razor sharp steel wire will protrude from that neck restraint". Her eyes widened in horror upon hearing this news. "Assuming I pull it quickly, you'll find yourself free of your restraints" he grinned menacingly as his breathing quickened.

Angie panicked, she could hear her pulse in her ears, and attempted to reach his arms or his legs to stop what he had planned. But it was futile. She could feel his cock getting harder. Larger. Throbbing. She knew she had moments left to live. Even in this moment of impending mortality, she found herself feeling flushed. The powerlessness had brought her to the edge, her nipples could cut steel. Her body began shaking as she convulsed through the biggest orgasm she had ever had. Ever will have. He groaned.

As his cock began to erupt in her mouth, filling it with hot seed, she felt a slight pain around her neck, and heard a loud thud. He had pulled the two metal rings effortlessly. cruelly drawing the thin wire through her neck. Allowing her convulsing mostly nude body to hit the floor now free of the restraint, and her head. He let go of the rings and held her head as he continued to fill her mouth, still pulsating within her severed head, blood and semen dripping out below. Angie's vision begins to fade, as her final dying thoughts leave her mind, she thought to herself:

"I'll never get that fucking bag".