Monday, 13 May 2019

Balloon Princess

Princes Sareetha awake after long sleep. She feel bit pain with her head. Sareetha hardly open her eyes and looked around dreaming, try to understand where she is. she feel dizzy. There's a tiny sound of drums playing very far away. she  tried to standing up but it wasn't easy with well fitted manacles shackled her wrists, ankle's, hip and the neck.

Now she realizing everything from the beginning as nightmare.

Princess Sareetha was a queen of small territory of east. she  became a queen 2 years ago just after her father passed away who was former king. the king had no son to give his throne and eventually Sareetha became a queen as his one & only daughter. but she never could ruled the peaceful country, because the powerful greedy old king in next territory wanted to take over the control her country as well. First he send his royal messenger with marriage proposal to young princes Sareetha. princess rejected his proposal at once and neglected the old basted. messenger went back and tell the reality then he got anger. They invaded  Sareetha's territory,  soon after part of her own royal cabinet joined with the enemy and betrayed young queen.

last morning princess Sareetha with her close female servants who couldn't escaped, trapped in the castle and surrendered by the enemy. now the man used to be her first knight led her enemies. Soon queen Sareetha and other ladies turned to prisoners,  submitted to king. they were attached with long chain and guards were taken them in to the main hall and make them sit on the floor.
A little while later king was appear with his people. they heard the jingle of jewellery and  smelled some strong perfume accompanied with him.

Sareetha looked up to see the beautiful woman walking behind the king. She was Devi who head of the slaves of old king. She was dressed in something out of a harem slave. Her dress included a veil, a rather revealing top and a flowing skirt made of satin and silk all in blue. On top of it she seemed to be covered in expensive jewellery. Besides her gold necklaces, earrings, bracelets and anklets she also had diamonds and rubies in her attire. She came towards to prisoners and carefully looked and walked and around them.  

































Look at this beauty!” she commands the audience. Then she pushes Sareetha even closer to the middle of audience. She firmly grabs both her arms from behind and starts turning her to allow everyone to examine her from all sides. Sareetha feels like a lamb on the market being inspected by potential buyers to be served for dinner. But there is nothing she can do about it, as from now on she is a crucial part of a procedure that will irrevocably end with her death.

Having her face the crowd again the Devi pulls her towards her. Sareetha can smell her strong smell of perfumes when her back almost touches Devi's body. Firmly holding Sareetha with her left hand she puts her right arm around her. Before Sareetha is able to realize what she intends to do, she took a knife from her belt and cut the bra straps tied back her chest. She quickly grabs her soft bra and tears it apart, so that everyone in the hall can see her bare chest.

“Look at these beautiful and well formed breasts,” she invites the masses, taking one of her breasts with her hand and squeezing it to prove how firm it is. “She is just right to be given to a Goddess.”




































































































Sareetha still try to find where she is. She remember everything happened last evening as nightmare. She look around and realized she is in the prison chamber in north tower in her castle. This chamber she used for keep prisoners under maximum  security as queen. It was very small round room top of the tower and only small circular steps coming through the  bottom of tower for  entering. That chamber easy to guard because that was only exit. only small open window higher on the wall secured by strong iron poles and prisoner has no chance to escape. Now drum sound getting closer which she already heard faraway. Sareetha hardly stand up and tried to reach the window. big iron bell with her foot chain wasn't easy to move. she carefully pulled it and finally reached the window. still it was too high. she took the small bench which only furniture in the room, kept near to window and get on it then hold the iron poles with the window and looking around. still some places in the city burning while the war and smoking. she knew it was sensitive security points of her city. end of the main street under the tower, crowded and they all were peeping to see the end. End of the road directed to open field with royal ground. when Sareetha ruled the country they use that ground for all ceremonial events. now she could see the new stage just next to the castle walls.



now somebody came out from far end by the street who playing drum. when they getting closer she could see what it was. it was execution parade. she stand by her tip toes and peeping through the window as much as possible. first the drummer then few of soldiers of new king. then prisoners and another group of soldiers follow them. Sareetha wipe her eyes and again peeping through the window. once she clearly see them her mouth was opened by surprise. it was her own servants who Devi called useless anymore. now soldiers taking them to execution. their hands tied behind their back and red flower garlands with neck.  long chain connected their collars and big man like a giant holding the corner of chain. Huge axe holding his shoulder. His rowdy face look scary with big moustache rolling up by corners. Sareetha knew he was the executioner. Another 2 assistants keep using their whips on women's back. ladies are crying and screaming but had to walk with parade while cheering by crowd.












































































































































































When Sareetha bend her head down and ready to get in, Headsmen pushed her hard in to the cell. Hay heap in corner of the cell. Sareetha lost her balance with tied hands and shackled legs, fallen on her big boobs on hay. she hasn't much hurt. After few minutes she could manage to sat. Door was locked by out side and low light came through small net on the door. Two bowls on the corner with food and water. Sareetha was hungry and thirsty. She was snaking on the floor. She tried to released her hands but it was tied hard behind her back. Finally she knelt on the floor and put her face in to the ball as a dog and drink some water. Then ate bit of food as same then sitting in corner. First she think hard to find any chance to escaped. Check her manacles, chains and bound she realized no way to escape. She snaking to door and kicked it and tried to open. Soon somebody pee on her through the hole. She quickly snaking back to her corner. She knew they will guard her out side. She was looking at dark emotionlessly then after long fell to sleep. 








The assistants untie her hands then put on manacles and chains with wrists. Then help Sareetha to climbing down the stairs, since she needs one hand to keep her torn bra covering her busty  breasts. When she came out many of slaves and other people of new king's waiting for her. The two slave women guide her though the crowd by holding her arms, concurrently making sure that nobody can grab her. The crowd automatically opens a pathway in front of them which closes in the same way after they have passed. Sareetha knows that they all look forward to seeing her being killed this evening.

The way to the Durga temple isn't very long, but it allows Sareetha to calm down. All this isn't really new to her, as several times she has seen this as a queen of territory. From last morning when she saw her servants being executed,  she has imagined this happening to her. But this is reality now. This is my last day on earth, she tries to convince herself of the seriousness of her situation.

Then, in her imagination, Sareetha again sees her favourite servant Bethe when she knelt down on block yesterday.  A last quick look from her to Sareetha when she passing by them pulling by Devi's leash, followed by a rueful smile when she saw the sadness in her face. Same smile she had yesterday when headsmen ask her to ready for axe. Then, looking straight ahead again, she bent forward.

And seconds later her lovely Bethe was dead.

And now I am facing the same fate. Sareetha has tears in her eyes when she turns to enter the Durga temple, still guided by the two patient assistants.

She remembers the room they are entering now. It was here she always waiting as a queen to prepare for ceremonial  rites.

When Sareetha entered the room  two slaves lock the door behind her. She is alone. The room is on the top floor of three storey building, with only one small barred window to the street. The Durga temple is one of the few large stone houses in town, and the thick walls keep the room enjoyably cold. Like the first time she was in here, she wonders about the bars in front of the window, as the window is just too small for anybody to climb through. There is a heavy wooden table and two wooden chairs placed in the middle of the room. One corner of the room placed small  wooden podium and as her wonder, that iron pole with male cock ( which she has seen last night in headsman's chamber), came out with middle of podium. Big mirror with wall Sareetha always use to watch her beauty as a princess and queen.

Sareetha sits down on one of the chairs and tries to collect her thoughts. She still tries hard to realize that this is no longer fantasy, but rather pure reality, and that she is going to die tonight. But even though she repeats this thought again and again, she doesn't feel any fear.

Sareetha just sits there reflecting on her destiny. But then, after some time, she realizes that in fact she had already accepted her fate, that her mind had already accepted it when her name was pronounced by Devi the first time in front of the king's and cabinet or before that they were surrendered by enemy. If she won the war, may be she will do the same.  This awareness makes her feel slightly better. It seems that now her most secret fantasy from last morning  is going to become true. And because there is nothing at all she can do to avert her fate that will inevitably end with her death, she decides to enjoy her sacrifice as much as possible.



Now Sareetha remember who are them. Those virgins for to be sacrificed in rite and now Sareetha and her group has to be there instead.  They all look very happy and obviously feel quite uncomfortable. Sareetha comprehends their emotions very well. On the one hand they feel happy for not being the one to be sacrificed; on the other they have a guilty conscience, now standing there in front of Sareetha to prepare her for her last walk. Furthermore they are puzzled because they expected to find a distressed and crying woman, and not one who welcomes them with settled calmness.

“I am Reena, We … we are here to prepare you for the rite,” one girl moves forward to speak, her voice uncertain. She is a slim, feminine beauty with long raven black hair and sharp features. At her early 20's she seems to be the oldest of the three.

“I am at your disposal,” Sareetha answers with a natural smile on her face. The three stand there rooted to the spot, gaping at the still smiling Sareetha. This is definitely not what any of them expected to find, and they don't really know how to conduct themselves.

“Hey, what's wrong with you?” Sareetha tries to awaken them from their numbness. “Instead of standing around you should start doing your job.”

“Yes … of course,” Reena's sounds confused. She expected a lot happening in this room, but not this young woman going to tell her what to do.

“Put the towels on the table and help princess to have bath,” she instructs the other two girls.

Once two of the chairs are moved aside Reena opens the door beside the room.  “You may come in now,” she calls down the hallway. Seconds later two men carrying a zinc bathtub enter the room. After they have placed the tub on  they leave the room and the four women wait for what's coming next.



“Nobody else needs to see you naked,” Reena explains to Sareetha. Then she takes one of the linen towels and covers the small window with it.

“So, now we have privacy,” Reena states. It seems that she has overcome her self-consciousness in the meantime. The other two girls have not yet said a single word. They appear satisfied that they don't need to talk and that they can just follow Reena's instructions.

Then Reena explains to Sareetha that she first has to take a bath, and they help her to remove her clothes. Then Sareetha tests the water temperature with her foot, and recoils. After they have emptied one of the cold water buckets into the tub the temperature is just right and Sareetha sits down in the warm water, at which point the women take a piece of soap and some sponges and begin to bath her.

Sareetha closes her eyes and enjoys the treatment. Usually she had been able to take a bath 3 or 4 times a week. Now she feels the warm, clean water surrounding her body and the soft sponges caressing each single area of her skin.

Sareetha now feels the same excitement slowly rising inside her again. She knows that her nipples are hard and erect, even without opening her eyes and looking at them. Every time one of them is touched by a sponge Sareetha notices the slight pressure and reacts with a deep breath. Reeena becomes aware of Sareetha's excitement and signals the others not to overdo it, as they have already started to play with Sareetha's responsiveness. Finally, after they have also washed her long black hair, Sareetha steps out of the bathtub.

Sareetha wonders about herself and her emotions facing her death, that she is obviously able to enjoy each single step of the procedure that brings her closer to her end. She feels like she would voluntarily go to her death, as if she would longingly wait for the moment in which all emotional tension is taken from her.

And then, for the very first time, she fully understands Bethe's attitude towards the execution, the fact that she didn't show any fear and that she even seemed to enjoy her fate until her very last moment, despite her imminent death, and the expression in her eyes before she voluntarily presented her neck to her executioner. 
“Please give me some time to calm down,” Sareetha begs the girls. Then she sits down on a chair and closes her eyes. Reena wraps a towel around Sareetha's shoulders to keep her warm.

So now I obviously feel the same like Bethe in this situation, Sareetha quietly talks to herself.

She breathes a few times deeply in an out, trying hard to keep the tears from welling up in her eyes again. Then she slowly calms down. “Thank you for being so patient with me,” Sareetha thanks the girls. “I believe that we can continue now.”

“Well …,” Reena carefully starts to explain to Sareetha, “the next step is that we have to remove all hair except your head hair. This is to emphasize your virgin like appearance.” Reena is well aware of the privacy invasion that comes with this request.

Sareetha nods silently. Girls begin to cover the table with fresh towels, while Reena searches the baskets for some razor knives.

“It might be the best if you just lie down on the table and we take care of you,”  Reena suggests to Sareetha.

Sareetha walks over to the table and climbs onto it. Then she lies down on her back while the women make sure that the towels remain in place. Sareetha looks at the ceiling, watching the shadows of the three virgins who are moving around her. She enjoys surrendering her body to the hands of the them, even though she feels quite vulnerable at this moment. She feels her legs being soaped, then the touch of two razor blades. The girls are working on both her legs simultaneously, one holding the leg and the other one shaving. Sareetha closes her eyes and enjoys the treatment.

Once the legs are done the girls carefully return both of them to the table. Sareetha knows what's going to happen now. 
yes will do, but not now..Reena went to the door and check wither it locked properly. then she steps close to Sareetha and looks her straight in the eyes. Sareetha can almost feel the sexual desire of the beauty standing in front of her. She breathes deeply, with her lips slightly opened. She wonders about how they are going to proceed, but instinctively knows that this is not the right moment to ask. Reena steps even closer, their breasts touch, and then she gives Sareetha a careful kiss on her mouth. At first Sareetha is totally surprised by this intimate behavior, but she doesn't take long to comprehend the situation. She carefully takes Reena's head with both hands and sensually starts to return her kiss, pushing her tongue deep into the other woman's mouth. just as Devi taught her to do a yesterday.

Reena groans quietly through her nose while she returns Sareetha's kisses with relish. She has expected anything but what the clearly experienced Sareetha is doing to her right now.

Meanwhile other two slaves stands nearby, patiently watching the two girls kissing each other. After a while Sareetha stops kissing and looks deeply into Reena's eyes.

“I didn't know … ,” Reena puts her finger on Sareetha's mouth, indicating that she should stop speaking.

Reena takes a ball gag out of one of the baskets.

“Please open your mouth, my dear,” She requests of Sareetha, “as we want to avoid you being heard everywhere.”

Sareetha is not sure if she understands what Reena means, but when she sees the sympathetic smile on the girl's face she willingly opens her mouth.  she is not queen or princess anymore. just fully obedient and control sex toy for another slaves. Reena put the gag on Sareetha's mouth. Now other two slaves steps closer as well. They both gently push Sareetha backwards until her butt touches the table. Sareetha looks questioningly at the two beautiful girls, but both just smile at her. Then two of them look at each other and simultaneously bend down to her breasts. Sareetha feels them gently sucking her breasts and caressing her hard nipples with their tongues. She almost screams at this sudden and intensive stimulation. Now she realizes what the gag in her mouth is for. Still sucking on her breasts, the two girls gently continue to push Sareetha backwards, so that she finally lies on the table. Sareetha feels the hands of the girls caressing her entire body, finding their way finally to her pubic region. Another damped scream comes out of her mouth when she feels them gently touching her labia. After they have simultaneously stimulated Sareetha's breasts and labia for a while the two friends stop.

Reena took the key and carefully unlock Sareetha's chastity belt and removes the  from Sareetha's hip and takes both of Sareetha's nipples between finger and thumb. Sareetha is no longer able think clearly. She has she never experienced emotions so overwhelming as those the two girls evoke in her. Firmly held by Reena at her nipples she notices other slaves stepping to the end of the table and stopping right between her legs. Sareetha was fully arousing with sexual pleasure now. Reena noticed it and carefully make Sareetha to step down the table and gently continue to push Sareetha backwards until podium with pole. she stepped on the podium without argue and stand right top of the pole with cock. two slaves hold her arms and gently pushed down by her shoulders and make Sareetha lower on the male cock and let it rammed in to her anal. Reena pulled the liver rolling it and Sareetha noticed  whole podium lower down the ground. Soon she has felt hard cock touched with balloon inside her belly.
''Now push it out as hard as you can, and show us your sexual dance on the cock.'' Reena murmured Sareetha's ear.

When Reena starts to gently role Sareetha's nipples between finger and thumb, then she hold her shoulders and gently pushed her down. Sareetha responds with a long sensual groan. Hearing this Reena bends down to Sareetha's face and closes her mouth with a long and deep kiss. other girls takes this as a signal to begin. one of them kneel down under Sareetha and begins to lick Sareetha's clitoris, and other girl stand behind her and put her hands around Sateetha's body and squeezing her boobs and gently pushing her up and down on the cock. in few minutes the supine young woman totally loses control. pop sound inside her body with her screams being suppressed by Reena's kiss it only takes seconds until she has the greatest orgasm of her life.
Just go ahead,  Sareetha replies, trying hard to show no emotions in her voice. she was laying on the table.

The three women grab her legs again. Then they lift her knees and open her legs widely. Sareetha can barely hide the excitement this motion creates in her. With the soles of her feet on the table top and her wide opened legs she can almost feel the four girls gaping at her pubic region. Sareetha keeps her eyes closed while two girls hold her knees and Reena begins to cut her pubic hair with a pair of scissors. After the long hair is gone, Reena carefully begins to soap her. Sareetha is not able to control her feelings any further and groans quietly under the gentle touch of Reena's hands. Reena tries hard to ignore Sareetha's emotions and cautiously soaps every single area between her legs. After she is done with the soap she takes the razor knife. When Sareetha unexpectedly feels the cold steel of the razor blade at her most sensitive region she jerks.

“Hey! It's better if you don't move now,” Reena indicates her with a smile on her face.

Sareetha does as suggested. Once the last bit of her pubic hair is removed the four women cautiously stretch her out again. Then they also shave her arm pits.

“It would be the best if you get up and quickly step into the bathtub again,” Reena advises her. “Then we can use the bathwater to remove the remaining soap from your body.”

Sareetha gets off the table and steps into the bathtub. The water is still warm. She gazes down at her body, where she now can see a soft and smooth pubic mound that is not longer covered by hair. She can only imagine how exposed the areas that she can't see right now might look.
Hmmm, it looks quite attractive, she says to herself. I will be a handsome present for virgin goddess … if she exists.

The girls wash the soap off Sareetha's body by using the sponges. Then Sareetha steps out of the bath tub and the girls towel her down again.

“I think we should oil your body, so the skin looks soft and smooth,” Reena explains to her. “Do you like lavender scent?”

Sareetha nods silently. Imagining her body being caressed all over by the girls' oily hands immediately increases her excitement again.

Reena looks at her. During the last hour she has already learned a lot about Sareetha. And she somehow feels herself being attracted to this beautiful girl with her settled character, even though she is not able to relate to her obviously strange emotions regarding her current situation at all. Now noticing Sareetha's exceptional sexual arousal, Reena decides on a special treatment.


“Princss, would you please step on this towel here, so we protect the floor while we oil your body?” Reena asks kindly. Sareetha notices Reena secretly giving a signal to others while she steps onto the towel they have spread out on the floor for her.

All of a sudden both girls simultaneously start to undress. Once they have removed their skirts and blouses they nakedly stand in front of Sareetha.

“We don't want to mess up our clothes with the oil,” Reena smiles when she notices Sareetha's uncomprehending look.

Sareetha again stares at the two naked girls. Both are very attractive, slim, with feminine shaped bodies and firm breasts. She realizes that the sight of the two attractive and naked women arouses her.

Reena takes a bottle of oil out of one of the baskets. After opening it both girls pour some oil into their hands and start to slather Sareetha's body, beginning with her feet. Immediately the room is filled with the agreeable scent of lavender. When they both simultaneously work up her legs, Sareetha is barely able to control her arousal any further. She closes her eyes and enjoys feeling the gentle hands of the girls caressing her skin, combined with the smooth touch of the oil, moving closer and closer to her most sensitive area. She breathes deeply in anticipation of the upcoming sensual touches.

When two girls are almost done oiling Sareeth's legs, they stop and smile at each other. Then they proceed with her arms. As they oil her back and the remaining regions of her body, they carefully make sure to spare her breasts and her pubic region. Since Sareetha expects to feel the girls' hands on just these areas very soon, she notices quickly that they are strictly avoiding to touch them, which makes the whole experience even more exciting to her. She is already groaning quietly with each single caress of the girls hands.

Once Sareetha is almost completely oiled the two girls take their hands away from her. Sareetha opens her eyes to ascertain the reason for this interruption, since she is well aware that they have not yet finished. She notices Reena sending a questioning look to others, who merely smiles and nods, nonverbally in agreement to what to do next. Sateetha becomes even more than curious about their plans. She remember her dance on the cock before and feel her nipples get harder. " or god if I have another chance to serve Devi, I could give her more better. " she murmured. 
Suddenly, two girls jump to her and hold her hard. Then two of them look at each other and simultaneously bend down to her breasts. Sareetha feels them gently sucking her breasts and caressing her hard nipples with their tongues. She almost screams at this sudden and intensive stimulation. Soon they make het kneel on the floor and one stand over her face. Her labia right top of her face. Sareetha opened her mouth as a dream and start to suck her pussy. Its juicy and wet. In few minutes girl had orgasm in to her mouth and make Sareetha to drink it. Then Reena came to the position and did same and finally third one came over her face. Now other girl laying on the floor between Sareetha's legs and suck her labia. Just after third one empty her load in to Sareetha's mouth she had another great last orgasm in her life. 


Mmmmm.......h..!! Sareetha moaned. Two girls pulled the rope hardly and tighten until her huge balloon boobs getting pink. Sareetha screamed her deep throat but let them to do the job. Finally her tits tighten as blow up balloons. Reena got soft dress and put on her hip. It was long harem skirt as usually slaves wore. The dress is just long enough to cover her ankles but does not touch the ground.  Two girls bring heavy white balloons. Sareetha touch it and feel it was hard latex and filled with water. They were tie thin threads with balloons an hardly tied other corner with her nipples. Reena pulled Sareeth's nipples hard and tighten t properly. Put on red flower necklaces and pined soft veil with hair bun finally put on heeled stiletto she ready to leave. When she stand up those heavy balloons hang with her nipples and swinging nicely while she walk. With heeled legs lift and nicely shaped her bump though the soft skirt.  




All these people here want to see me die, she thinks to herself. She knows that she is the protagonist tonight, the centre of the show of her own sacrifice. This is what she has dreamed about, experiencing being caught in a deadly process that takes all control from her. And that there is no more to do for her than following the procedure that inevitably leads to her death.

Oh my God, I am really enjoying it. I am enjoying being sacrificed, being decapitated this evening, Sareetha thinks, still wondering about herself and her emotions.

For a short moment it scares her again that she is obviously able to enjoy her cruel fate, even though she knows about the finality that comes with it. Sareetha does not feel any fear regarding her imminent death, simply excitement and sexual arousal. Once she and the others would have arrived on the Royal ground, she will be slaughtered like a lamb. And there is nothing imaginable that can prevent this from happening.




After long, execution parade back to the main street. one end of the street direct to royal garden. Sareetha feel tired being dancing and brutally whipped. her bump and back full of scars and bleeding and others were same. Finally parade reached to the ground. middle of the garden with 5-6 feet hight big podium and wooden block placed on it. One side of podium seven sharp woodden sticks fixed with floor. Sareetha knew that sticks for display their heads after beheaded.  But she confused another preparation which is another seven sharp poles fixed with the podium circle around the block. Those are 2-3 inches thick round poles, around 1 feet high with sharp point of the top. Sareetha noticed those poles glistening with sun as something geecy with that.  next to the podium another beautifully decorated stage. New king with her special people and guests sitting there. when parade pass the stage Devi stopped it again and whipped on virgins and make Virgins to worshiped new king. then dancing virgins directed to execution podium and make them to dance with high fast pitch few minutes before lined up.  

All of a sudden the murmur decreases, and after a short time of silence Sareetha hears a single voice speaking. Based on the sound of the voice Sareetha assumes that it's the King giving a speech to the audience. After a while she hears applause. Then another voice rises to speak. Sareetha detects the voice of the Devi, but she is not able to understand what she is saying. Sareetha knows that their life will not last much longer.

Applause again.

“I hope that you are ready to die, my dear,” Devi came towards with a sneering tone.

She is so focused on the imminent sacrifice, that she does not even realize she will never see them again.

“Are you all right, my dear ?” Devi inquires with a caring voice. “The moment is close now.”

“Yes, I believe I am,” Sareetha answers, but Devi notices the shaking in her voice. She wonders whether this might be fear or pure excitement.

Sareetha is aware that she has only a few minutes left before her head will be separated from her body.

As soon as the virgins spotted by the waiting audience, the mumbling stops. Sareetha knows that now everybody is looking just at her.

“Please welcome our selected virgins, who is going to sacrifice their life for the viability of all of us.”

Sareetha notices a dark shadow in the center of the garden. she identifies it as the shape of a large funeral pyre. A pyre for burning her corpse after she has been decapitated, the grandiose final of her sacrifice.

She takes a deep breath. In front of the pyre she detects a execution podium almost covered by flowers And beside it a wooden stretcher. Sareetha's knees become weak when she remembers what it is for. She starts to stagger and needs to concentrate on her legs to stay upright.

“Bethi, I am now going to suffer the same fate you suffered before,” Sareetha says to herself, almost inaudibly. “And I am feeling exactly the same what you felt at this moment. Isn't this incredible? Our souls were so close.”

“Princess, bring your hands to your back now,” Assistant instructs Sareetha in a soft but commanding voice.

Sareetha obediently does what tells her to do. Then She feel somebody takes the ropes and tie her wrists up. he pulls the ropes extra tight to insure Sareetha is markedly aware of them and to illustrate her hopeless situation. Sareetha squeals when she feels the rough hemp ropes almost cutting into her wrists. She carefully tries to move her hands to find a more comfortable position, but finds that anybody has done a good job on her. The ropes do not allow her hands even a small movement. then he went to other virgins one by one and tie their hands behind their back as Sareetha's.

After the efforts Sareetha is fully aware of her vulnerability, as now her control of her own hands has completely been taken away. And it excites her even more when she realizes that she will never experience to having her hands untied again.

















































Pohh..!!! They make her stand by force with loud pop by her pole with her anal. Sareetha feel her anal hole tore off. Then she was dragged to the block, much to the delight of the cheering crowd.

Headsman brings her mouth close to Sateetha's ear. “Kneel down!” Sareetha hears headsman whispering in her ear, and the commanding tone of his voice makes her obey immediately. Assistants hold her arms and support her as she kneels, since it is quite difficult for her to keep her balance with her hands being immovably bound behind her back.

Sareetha notices headsman kneeling down behind her, and feels he working with the loose ends of the ropes her wrists are bound with. She senses them being wrapped around her manacles with ankles and secured with a knot. Sareetha knows that headsmen will not pull them too tight this time, since she needs some freedom of movement to bend forward. After headsman is done, he stands up.

Sareetha takes a deep breath. She is almost shivering from excitement. In her fantasy she has gone through this situation so few times before. She knows that her preparation is almost done, and that she soon will die in exactly the pose she just adopted. She sees headsmen talking with assistants, but she can not understand their words.

The whole scene seems to whirl around her. Before two days morning she was still able to walk freely through the castle of her town in the sunshine, but now she kneels here, in front of the majority of the town inhabitants, waiting to be decapitated by a axe.

She notices that assistants are kneeling down right behind her. She feel them working on her messy hair bun with while dancing. The last step of her preparation has begun. They removed her veil fixed with hair bun then use hairpins to pin her messed hair up and placed the net properly over the hair bun, making sure that headsmen will have a good view of her neck, the target for his axe. Then they begin to arrange her dress, so that it lies properly on the ground around her.


Sareetha hears steps on her left. When she turns her head she observes headsman standing next to her. She looks up to his face. Headsman looks straight into her eyes without saying a word. His face shows the same strange mixture of sadness and thrill of anticipation it showed when she visited his in his chamber last night in the castle. Sareetha's helplessness and vulnerability arouses him, just as he experienced when he decapitated other virgins before. And the devoted way in which Sareetha is looking up to him even intensifies his excitement. Sareetha detects the bulge in the front of his dress. She smiles inwardly at the evidence of his arousal.

“Please, do your job,” Sareetha mouths the words while she looks deeply into headsman's eyes. Somehow she knows for sure that he will understand her. Headsman stares at Saretha, amazed by the silent words she has just said to him. But he comprehends quickly, she just begged him to fulfill her hidden desire. He nods slowly, trying hard to hide the emotions Sareetha's inaudible words have evoked in him.

When headsman take a step back, grab her neck and make her bit closer to block and bend forward on the block and straighten her neck across the block turns her head to look straight into the direction of the pyre. Moments later she hears the sound of a axe taken out of from the floor, followed by a suppressed sobbing behind her. Sareetha knows that it is now time for her to die.

The voices of the crowd surround her. The only thing she can do now is to wait for the final strike that will end her life. The strike that headsman will make with his axe after he gets the signal from the king, who is watching the sacrifice from next stage.

Sareetha prepares herself and slowly bends forward. She feels the ropes between her hands and her ankles becoming tight, and she automatically tries to spread her knees apart to obtain a more stable position. She focuses on an flowers lying about three feet in front of her, and stretches her neck in the way headsman showed her earlier, when she visited in the headsman's chamber last night.

Headsman, here is my neck for you, she thinks to herself. Do your job and cut my head off.

Sareetha hopes that she positioned herself correctly, so that headsman will be able to chop off her head with a single strike. She wonders how long her heart will stay alive after her head has been removed from her body. How many beats will it continue to make and how many fountains of blood will would pump out of my neck.

She feels the tight hemp ropes pulling on her wrists and ankles, intended to keep her headless body from being stretched out by uncontrolled twitching muscles. The ropes ensure that her blood will be splattered all over the flowers in front of her, before her lifeless body finally tumbles over.

She again focuses on the flowers in front of her and checks her pose. She remembers other virgins kneeling in the same pose.She has never before felt so extremely vulnerable. Her emotional tension almost makes her scream from excitement, and her sexual arousal is overwhelming. She would like to touch her wet clit and to squeeze to provoke the orgasm she is so close to. But with her hands tightly bound behind her back she has no chance to grant herself this relief. And she doesn't dare to move, as at the same time it is her burning desire to present her neck to headsman's axe.

Breathing heavily she checks her pose for a third time.

“I am ready… please … do it …,” she mouths, still focusing on that one red flower lying in front of her.

She wonders if her eyes will also remain open after ...

Sareetha is not able to finish her thought, as suddenly the whole entire ground is filled with a deep silence. The mumbling of the crowd has ceased, and the only sound Sareetha can hear is the wind. The king must have given the signal, the signal to sacrifice her.






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