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Guillotine blade loomed over the neck of a volunteer thrashing in her restrains. Intense girlish moans accompanied with humming of a vibrator; a song evoking all kinds of emotions, for me redused to data on monitor. Can't say the same about Reine – she was always passionate about the research. As the inevitable orgasm apprached, I sealed volunteer's fate with a press of a button. Charts skyrocketed the moment that blade rushed downwards. Reine gulped. Where I saw heart rate, blood pressure and brain activity, she saw a fleeting life. Where I saw adrenaline, endorphine and oxytocin, she saw culminating fear and pleasure. Heart kept pumping blood out of the neck stump for a couple of seconds, until the line fell flat.

"And…stop the recording." I said. "This girl had it intense."

"She peaked right before decapitation; great result." Reine looked in dead girl's glassy eyes.

"Can imagine, it felt amazing."

"Don't need to imagine. That's why I here." She points to the hormones sensors.

Bloodless corpse was sent away along with it's head. Since they, along with owner's life, was donated to science, they will be sent to anatomical institute. The bodies themselves, however, wasn't of scientific to us. We seek only pleasure, recorded and analyzed.

"Well, call the last volunteer and we're done for today."

"About that, doctor." Reine held out the last volunteer form to me. Name filled in it left me confused.

"Huh? Wait, are… you volunteering?"

"Yes, doctor. Do you object?"

"No. I just didn't knew that research team can volunteer."

"Of course we can. I can't miss my chance to contribute our research." Her lab coat dropped on the ground. "Let's get to business, shall we?"

Piece by piece, her previous life of a Reine the science worker was shed on the ground. Now before me stood Reine, the subject of pleasure research. I couln't help but stare at her as she revealed her slim fair-skinned body. Her cheeks blushed a bit, but she didn't objected to me watching. Would be a shame to waste such a show.

"Do I strap you on a guillotine?"

"No, we collected enough on the decapitations already. Though, it would've been hot to see your own vitals after I'm beheaded."

"So, what research did you descided to…contribute?"

She esitated a bit. "What…what about asphyxation? It allures me with the way brain slowly shuts down, drifting away into the pleasure."

I started strapping sensors to her. "Are you sure? You've seen how do they look like. Would be a shame to ruin your face like that."

"A bit late for flirting, don't you think?" She shuddered lightly from cold touch of brainwave of catheter.

"And yet, why did you volunteer? Surely you'll do bigger impact on research as a part of the team."

"You see…" She looked at me with her deep blue eyes, biting her lip. "It's one thing looking at the charts. As I watched the subjects, I realised that I want to try it for myself."

"I should've guessed, really. I saw a masochist from a mile away, yet it didn't clicked until now." I finished strapping heart monitor.

"I'm not a masochist! My interest is purely scientific." She turned up her nose.

Sure thing, I thought, looking at her blazing cheeks. Last senosor was placed. Reine landed herself on a seating and put her head through a rope, testing it on her throat.

"Well…will you be staring at monitor while your colleague choking herself to death?"

"Is this an invitation?" I leaned forward.

"Of course, if you prefer your woman cold…" She grabbed my tie and pulled me into a kiss.

"Is this…also an invitation?" I started unbuttoning my shirt.

"It can be."

Soon my clothes was on the ground next to Reine's.

Her dripping slit let me in easily, and her hands held me inside. Eyes looked up at me with fear and excitement. Heart drummed in her chest, forshadowing it's approaching demise. It's thrashing increased as I tightened rope around her neck a bit. Fingers reflexively reached for the neck before moving down to massage her breasts.

"Monitor says you like it, Reine." I tease her.

"I don't need monitors to confirm that, doctor." Reine said, interrupted with moans. "I can tell my hormonal level without even measuring it."

"I'll compare the results after you're done then." I tighten the rope a big more. Her flesh spasmed around my cock as her body started to crave for air. "Are you ready?"

Reine tried to answer, but only wheezing left her mouth.

"I can't understand you, miss."

She reached for the dial, to no avail.

I dial loosen the rope a little. "Want to say something?"

"Tighten this thing until it crushes my fucking neck, doctor!"

"As you wish."

I turn the dial up. Her grimace was wonderful - eyes bulged, tears streamed down the purple cheeks, tounge out of gaping mouth. Her agony stimulated me good, but I can't even imagine how high she herself was. It made my cock hard again seeing exact moment of her orgasm on the heartbeat graphic. Just in time for the promised second round before sending her corpse away.
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Name: Nailah
Age: 20
Character: fanatically faithful, submissive with her Pharaoh but assertive with anyone else.
Setting: Nailah is one of Pharaoh's wifes (and, if you're into it, daughters). After bearing him children in life, she finally can claim her reward – eternal servance in Pharaoh's afterlife harem. Mummyfication ritual will turn her into immortal undead, preserving her youth and beauty…and maybe allows hore opportunities for their perverted entertainments.
Up to you if you want to describe mummyfication, actual servance, or even both.