Halloween Snuff Party
Tags: Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, Cosplay, Snuff, Fuck Machine, D/s, consensual, F/F, public, complete
 
 
 
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Amelia stood off to the side of the dance floor drinking her second glass of rum and coke of the night, wondering where she went wrong. The party was a bit out of her normal wheelhouse. A costume party, with both free use rules and... a snuff machine! But even though Amelia had ditched her panties for her costume, no one was using her, much less *snuffing* her.
 
She probably wouldn't agree to be snuffed if asked, of course, but the presence of the machine off to the side of the room was a powerful driver of fantasy.
 
Suddenly Amelia heard a voice.
 
"Huh. I've never seen a Black Hermione before."
 
The girl was dressed like Ginny Weasley from Harry Potter in her Quidditch robes. Well, skin-tight versions of her quidditch robes anyway, without the gloves or padding or the broom, and she was examining Amelia's own Hermione costume with a hungry gaze.
 
Amelia wasn't exactly tall, no not tall, though she wasn't *short* either. About average height, and perhaps of average build, though a bit more on the slender side, though by no means skinny enough to be a model. She was dark-skinned, though, not Nubian-black, perhaps, but at least dark brown, with her kinky brown hair bushy enough to scream "Hermione" to anyone who'd ever read the books, even if they were a darker brown than expected, which was kinda what she was going for.
 
On the other hand, Amelia took a few liberties with her outfit. She didn't have robes with a Hogwarts crest, for one thing. Her white thigh-high socks matched well with her shiny black Mary-Janes, and her mid-thigh dark-grey skirt that she'd gotten at a rummage sale a week ago was matched with a lighter-grey sweater with stripes around the bottom and collar in in Gryffindor colors. Poking out from the sweater was a white collared shirt and a Gryffindor tie. The tie was bought yesterday, and was what sparked the idea for the outfit when she read the flyer, and well...
 
Under the skirt, she hadn't worn panties, as the flyer had said for girls to indicate their desire for 'free use' status. But so far...
 
"O-Oh, hi, um, yeah." Amelia gave a shy smile to the older girl, who had the brilliant copper-red tresses she'd always associated with the Weasleys ever since she read the first book the summer it came out. "Yeah, I know, not canonical, but damnit--"
 
"It's close enough. And you know, it's not like they ever specified Hermione's race in the books, right?" Genny cut her off before leaning in to lift Amelia's skirt.
 
Amelia stuttered to a halt, her cheeks flushing as the redhead flipped up the back of her skirt.
 
Oh god, here it was, finally, what she'd been hoping and dreading in equal measure!
 
She hadn't worn panties.
 
That was the signal, such as it was, that a girl wanted to be fondled, teased, fucked, used, abused, and discarded at this party.
 
And oh god she wanted it so baaad!
 
But she couldn't just have gone out to one of those seedy nightclubs dressed trashy to go be used like some, it would have been far too brutal, but this? This Halloween sorority party? It was safe. Safe among the girls, where she hoped, she needed!
 
"No panties?" Ginny grinned at Amelia, eyes sparkling with delight. "And we both know what that means, right?"
 
Amelia shut her eyes, strangling a moan down to a whispered whimper, her bare, pussy peeking out between her thighs, bare and juicy, her thick lips starting to part already, her clit beginning to throb as her heartrate picked up.
 
Normally she let herself get a bit bushy down there, but for this, she'd shaved as close as she dared, then bit the bullet and gone for a full waxing, to get herself as bare and smooth as possible. Her pussy was still tingling a bit from the waxing, had it only been three hours ago?!
 
Ginny (God! She didn't even know the Red-headed girl's real name!) reached down to fondle her pussy, playing and tugging at her folds.
 
"You're free use." Ginny pronounced.
 
"I, eep, um..." The black girl gulped as she glanced around, unconsciously arching her back a little and angling her rump to better show off the bare, brown petals as Ginny stroked them oh-so-wonderfully.
 
There'd been a few free-use girls tonight, two of them were over across the dance floor. One was up on a table, the blue-painted girl with her head under some other girl's skirt, arching and squirming as three girls giggled together, one of them making out with the girl being eaten out by the girl who was apparently cosplaying Liara T'Soni, while she and another girl took turns fingering and fisting the blue-painted pussy, where the paint had been smeared off, leaving a very hot and pink pussy being continuously stuffed and emptied.
 
Amelia whimpered as her pussy was carefully entered, a hot, gaspy little sob emerging from her throat at the teasing touch. Ohgod, this was what she'd been too afraid to ask for, but had hoped for, longed for each time she'd come to one of these parties, and left ashamed at being too scared to try, to be used by strangers, surrounded and watched by strangers as she was *fucked* by strangers, and here she was finally getting to experience her thrilling fantasy and there wasn't anything she could do to stop it!
 
"How free use are you?" Ginny asked, curious as she eased a finger into Amelia's eager cunt.
 
"Hhhhhaaaahhh~" Amelia arched up on tiptoe, her voice going tight as she whimpered, "H-However you w-waaaant?"
 
"Oh? Even if I want to use you over there?" Ginny motioned with a free hand to the machine in the corner. A frame for a girl to dangle in, with her wrists and ankles in padded leather cuffs and a height-adjustable dildo made entirely of shiny-slick brass for fucking a girl with.
 
It hadn't been used yet tonight, but Amerlia knew what it was for. Every sorority had one for failed pledges and parties.
 
A snuff machine.
 
Amelia hesitated, even as her pussy pulsed eagerly around the two fingers carefully pumping into her. She could *feel* herself juicing up at the thought and bit her lip on a needy moan, turning it into a gasp and a sigh. "....M-Maybe...?"
 
"Oh that's absolutely *delightful*." Ginny leaned in to whisper into Amelia's ears. "Because I love snuffing Harry Potter girls, and your pussy looks more than good enough to eat."
 
Amelia's breath caught as 'Ginny' pulled out of her puss and *pinched* her clit! "EEP!"
 
She slapped a hand over her mouth, but couldn't silence Ginny's snicker. "Wh-why me...?"
 
"You mean, besides being dressed as Hermione?" Ginny asked, hooking her fingers into Amelia's G-spot.
 
"Y-Yeah-- ohmygod--" The black girl had to clamp her jaw shut to contain the moan this time as the fingers slid back into her and hooked just so to drive a spearpoint into her G-spot, making her groan in hot, sudden lust. She needed, she needed *more!*
 
Amelia knew her cosplay wasn't exactly super-accurate, and that she herself wasn't that pretty. Her bust was miniscule, really, and honestly, anyone who'd even read the books wouldn't have thought her an accurate Hermione by any stretch of the imagination. It was just really for her own desire to participate, and, and, ohgodyessssss......
 
She arched and thrust her hips against the fingers digging into her, an inarticulate need forcing a whimper out of her locked throat.
 
"There are a ton of reasons to snuff you, Hermione." Ginny explained, continuing to use her even as she explained her motives.
 
"I happen to love your interpretation of the character. It's a fantastic costume." Ginny's smirk was practically audible as she cuddled the girl up against the wall, gently pushing Amelia against it as she worked her fingers in deeper, a third spreading the black girl's shaved pussy.
 
"Ahhhnnnn!" She couldn't help herself! her pussy was melting, and so were her brains! God, it'd been too long, she'd not gotten-- ohgod! She pushed herself as upright as the taller girl behind her would allow, twisting to stare over her shoulder at the redhead with wide eyes. "Y-you, you wh-what...?!"
 
Ginny pulled her fingers and licked the lasciviously in front of the girl she'd chosen as her prey.
 
"You've also got an extremely tasty pussy that I really want to try fried...." Ginny elaborated, licking her fingers clean of Amelia's juices before pushing her fingers back into her moist passage, this time adding a fourth for good measure.
 
"But even aside from being Hermione, and how tasty you are... You're free-use, but hiding it. That means this is a fantasy of yours that you haven't gotten up the courage to really embrace. And you're at a free-use *snuff* party. So maybe being free-use isn't the only fantasy you're hiding?"
 
Amelia bit her lip, wide eyes glancing fearfully at the rack and the fuck-machine beneath it, whimpering and shaking her head.
 
But she didn't say 'no'...
 
"Do you want me to tell you what I plan to do with you once you're snuffed, Hermione?" Ginny asked as she hooked her fingers and dragged Amelia down the wall by pulling her pussy and making the black girl squeak.
 
"Ahhh! Wh-What....?" God her pussy felt so goood! So stuffed, so full, so *eager* and *juicy!* She was melting down there, her legs trembling, her skirt flipped up in back and both hands on the wall to steady herself as Ginny plundered her pussy with one hand, the other sliding beneath her skirt as Ginny rested comfortably against the wall, playing with her pussy as she pinched Amelia's clit.
 
"I'm going to strap you into that electric fuck machine, Hermione. We'll take your skirt off, but leave the rest of you in costume so everyone knows it's 'Hermione' being snuffed."
 
Amelia bit her lip, her eyes wide as she whimpered softly at the girl comfortably smirking at her and close enough to kiss. God, the idea of strangers watching this girl snuffing her and no one knowing who she is, or even recognizing her as anything other than Hermione was getting her so hot! And that wasn't even including how *good* her pussy felt right now!
 
Amelia had seen the machine snuff girls at a prior party, when she watched a girl from another sorority who lost a bet snuffed for party entertainment. She'd been caught in a panty-raid, strung up, a noose around her throat hanging from the ceiling and fucked until the machine finished frying her.
 
"But that machine isn't just a fuck machine, Hermione. Girls who get strapped in don't get to leave." Ginny teased. "Well, not alive, anyway."
 
Amelia was panting, sobbing really, her hips working ceaselessly against ten teasing fingers, her lips caressed, teased, pulled open, her entrance plundered, her clit pinched and tugged, she was close, so close, she just needed a little more! "P-Promise...?"
 
She hadn't meant it to come out, she'd tried to keep the word in, but her cheeks paled as Ginny's eyes widened and a gleeful light shone in the redhead's eyes.
 
"Promise." Ginny leaned close and sealed her promise with a kiss.
 
Amelia moaned into the kiss, shuddering as her orgasm overtook her, the plundering of her pussy and the teasing of her clit too much for her, as this unknown woman *used* her in the way she so desperately craved! Her eyes rolled up and shut as she shuddered, unwilling to break the kiss even as she shuddered from the chest down in exquisite release, knowing that it might be her last making it all the more delicious...
 
"Cumming already? But I didn't even tell you how you're going to die... Or my plans for you after I *snuff* you..." Ginny broke the kiss, seeming just a little bit disappointed in Amelia even as she teased her.
 
"P-P-Please!" She managed to stutter out, half-sobbing in eagerness even as her hips bucked and she had to brace against the wall to keep from falling. "Please, ohgodyes!"
 
"See that big brass dildo? With the flick of a switch electricity will start running through it as it fucks you. Enough electricity to *fry* this tasty little twat of yours..." Ginny continued, finger-fucking her chosen prey as she spoke.
 
"Ohmygod...." Her voice was little more than a whisper, staring across at the rack set up in its own corner, almost enshrined with the bulky machine underneath the platform, and the mechanism for tightening the victim.
 
"Our sisters carefully calculated the juice. It's just enough to give your lips a pleasant tingling as you eat me out, dangling from the chains as your twat fries up into a tasty little treat for me." Ginny seemed incredibly eager to snuff her, Amelia noticed. Ravenously hungry her eyes were filled with the flames of need for one thing and one thing only, Amelia's death.
 
"What, ohyes, wh-what happens....?" Thinking was a trial with so much happening to her pussy. Amelia nearly mewled the words, struggling to keep her balance and her knees locked. She'd unconsciously taken a spread-legged stance, facing the wall, elbows and forearms against it, legs straight, back arched, pussy presented for Ginny's plundering as her skirt had been flung up over her bare ass.
 
"Wh-what do you wwwwwant t-to do with..." Amelia bit her lip, whimpering as her clit was pinched and twisted. "the L-Leftovers...?"
 
"What a smart little student! Once I carve out your fried cunt the rest of you *will* be leftovers, Hermione." Ginny teased, nibbling gently on Hermione's unpierced earlobe.
 
The black girl gave a whimper mewling quietly at the tender nibbling, even as her pussy pulsed around the fingers gently filling her. "Ohgod, ohmygod..."
 
"Your legs will go to the kitchen. A nice set of tasty drumsticks for the party. A treat for everyone here..." Ginny gestured with her eyes towards the people at the party, they weren't staring at her, but only because Ginny had her up against the wall blocking their view of her. But once Hermione was strapped in? She'd be on display for the entire party to enjoy.
 
Her knees quaked at the idea, the image of herself strapped there, legs spread, arms strapped tight as the machine pounded her, sending jolts of electricity through her slowly cooking pussy! She mewled quietly, clenching *hard* around the retreating fingers, trying to suck them back in to fill her needy cunt! "B-But that's, that's only half...."
 
"That's the other reason I approached you, Hermione." Ginny agreed with a gleeful grin. "See, It's almost winter and I want a nice, stylish brown leather jacket so that I can be both warm *and* cute for the season. And with your modest chest and your skin-color? You'd make an adorable little crop top. I can even use your nipples for the fastener covers for the breast pockets."
 
"I, ah, what, what about," Amelia had to gasp as her clit was pinched savagely, making her gulp down a squeal. she could *feel* another orgasm coming on, but struggled against it. "Wh-What about, m-me, my, my head...?"
 
"A trophy for my bedroom wall. With your name on it, to join all the other Harry Potter girls I've snuffed." Ginny proclaimed.
 
"B-But!" She struggled to focus, to see the face of the woman fucking her. "But you d-don't know my name!"
 
"Of course I do." Ginny immediately refuted. "It's *Hermione.*"
 
Amelia stared at her in shock at the audacity of this woman, before another hooked rake caught her right across the g-spot. She was lost, she was gone, she was cumming and this time she couldn't strangle the scream in time.
 
It echoed off the wall in front of her, a high, piercing wail of a woman in torment, her hips bucking, shaking her ass for whoever decided to stare at her, her legs buckling twice, thrice before she caught herself, unable to think, unable to *feel* anything save the pleasure and the growing dread that only made it sweeter. That this woman was going to snuff her, and call her corpse by her character's name, not hers, that she wouldn't be remembered as anyone other than some cunt who got snuffed while wearing another's face....
 
She just *knew* she wasn't getting out of here alive, and that only made her cum *harder.*
 
"I'll take that as a yes?" Ginny probed, pinching and *pulling* on her clit. "That my dinner is going to be the dinner of the smartest witch in Hogwarts?"
 
"OHGODYES!" Amelia didn't know how her heart didn't stop, it was beating so hard, her cunt clenching and spasming around the trio of intruders holding her open in a lewd, wet display of utter wanton delight.
 
"Then let's get you over to the snuff-machine." Ginny declared coldly, hooking her fingers into Hermione's G-spot and pulling on her clit to yoke her like a plow and pull her through the center of the room to the final place that Amelia would exist as a living human being.
 
The black girl squealed, she couldn't help it, her pussy was still cumming as she was yanked away from the wall. It took all her concentration to stay upright, flailing and grabbing onto the erzatz Ginny to stay upright, her legs shaking and only barely supporting her weight.
 
Speaking of weight, she could -feel- the eyes of the other girls around her, heard the murmuring and laughter, the jeering starting as she was yanked towards the instrument of her doom.
 
The crowd was staring at her now as Ginny pulled her, stumbling, across the room.
 
"Oh wow! Steph bagged another Hermione!?"
 
"Fuck! She's a tasty treat! Let's go watch her get snuffed!"
 
"Yes! Dark meat!"
 
"Damn! If I knew she were into snuff I would have snuffed that bitch ages ago!"
 
That last made her sob and cling tighter to Ginny, whimpering as the taller redhead dragged her towards the machine.
 
It consisted of a suspended circular frame, sturdily supported, with four thick chains dangling from adjustment points clamped to the underside of the circular rail. Clearly, it was meant to be adjustable to keep the various occupants at the right position, dangling above The Machine...
 
It was a monster the size of an ottoman, what was clearly a commercially-made fucking machine bodged together with some sort of power supply running to the business end of the piston engine, which instead of a thick rubber dildo, it now sported a gleaming brass shaft, easily as thick as Amelia's *wrist.*
 
She boggled at it, even as Ginny started pulling the chains down, a few more girls moving to assist. "Th-That thing can't possibly fit into m-me!"
 
"It can and will." Ginny replied. "If It won't fit naturally, the motor will just force it into you."
 
She knew the words were stupid to utter, even as they left her lips. "B-But that would *kill* me!"
 
"A little earlier than planned, yeah." Ginny smirked at her, a sudden movement unzipping Amelia's skirt. "But it's not like that's really a *problem.*"
 
The black girl came to the realization that two other girls were smirking at her, and all four of the cuffs, two large, and two small, were resting on hooks nearby, as Ginny pulled her skirt away, leaving her hips and upper thighs, and especially her pussy, oh-so-exposed....
 
"W-Wait, no, I mean, please be gentle...?" She whimpered as the two girls came closer, one grabbing her wrist, and Amelia instinctively yanking at her, as the other fitted a cuff around her wrist.
 
"Hermione. The machine is going to fuck you to death, *frying* your cunt for me in the process. There's nothing *gentle* about this." Ginny proclaimed as another of the girls seized the opportunity to capture Amelia's other wrist in a cuff.
 
"N-no, wait, please!" Amelia whimpered and sobbed as the cuffs were buckled tight, making her yank uselessly on the chains as girls at the other end of them hauled her past the machine, stumbling backwards until she was almost standing on it. "B-But I haven't cum!"
 
"And?" Ginny asked, curious as she lifted one of Amelia's gorgeous brown legs, flashing the other girl's pussy to the appreciative room full of strangers.
 
"That's a nice twat!"
 
"Fuck she's snuffable!"
 
"She's kinda cute!"
 
Amelia struggled, sobbing as she had to hop to keep her balance, wincing a little as the thick leather cuff was strapped tight around her right ankle.
 
Somehow Ginny had found herself close, and the black girl bit her lip, her voice soft and shy as she blinked pleadingly up into the redhead's eyes.
 
"P-Pleeeeease, m-make s-sure I, I snuff... wh-while I'm c-cumming...?"
 
"There's really no way to guarantee that." Ginny admitted. "And honestly, you'll be dead pretty soon so even if I could promise that I wouldn't. But I can let you eat me out while I have you fucked to death instead?" the chemically dyed redhead offered as if that was a remotely fair trade.
 
Amelia bit her lip, and nearly bit through it in shock as Ginny swept her other leg up, and she fell backward with a shriek, only to jerk to a halt as the two girls behind her caught her with a laugh and lowered her until she was dangling from her wrists, and one leg. Two legs, once Ginny secured the second ankle, making Amelia sob and lift her head.
 
That massive monster was right there, right below her hips, and oh god there was nothing she could do to stop it now, even as she struggled and squirmed as the crowd of girls around her dragged her up by the chains until she was at the perfect height, legs spread and taut, her arms pulled back and up, dangling there just at crotch-height as Ginny sauntered around her. "Ohgod, ohgod!"
 
 
"Ready to fry, Hermione?" Ginny asked as she pulled down the skin-tight grey lycra yoga pants she'd used for the pants underneath her quidditch robes.
 
"N-No, but--" Amelia's jaw snapped shut as she gulped and moaned. Ginny wasn't a natural redhead, but she'd gone the extra mile for this costume.
 
The woman's bush was neatly trimmed, a fine nest of hairs above her mound, and dyed the same chemical-red as her hair, possibly from the same bottle. Amelia whimpered and gasped, as Ginny's fingers wound into her bushy hair and her thigh swung over the black girl's head.
 
Her view was nothing but pussy, and she was *smothered* in it, unable to see anything, or hear much else as she gasped and tongued the proffered sex above her, held in place by the chains and the woman above her, sobbing in fearful need.
 
"That's too bad, Hermione. Because I'm not going to wait. You're going to fry for me whether you're ready or not." Ginny pronounced confidently in a tone that sent an electric shiver down Amelia's spine.
 
She did so, she had little choice in the matter and something about Ginny's pussy tasted oh-so-good.
 
Amelia couldn't see what was happening, but she could still hear it even over the sound of the murmuring crowd that surrounded them eagerly awaiting her purposefully sexy demise.
 
First the sharp crack of lightning as they tested the electricity on the machine. Amelia remembered the last girl she saw snuffed on kit, and how the bolts surrounded the gleaming brass phallus, snapping into the air.
 
Then came the whirring sound of the piston being tested, and then silence as everything was reset.
 
Finally a whirring clank as the machine was slowly raised to her level.
 
She whimpered, hanging there, unable to do more than struggle, whimpering until-
 
"MmmmmhhhMMMMOHMYGOD!" She barely managed to pull far enough from the redhead's pussy to moan before being pulled back into place as the freezing-cold brass tip of the machine pressed against her pussy, making her struggle all the harder, knowing it was futile, but straining to fuck the engine of her demise!
 
"Zap her." Ginny ordered.
 
"NNNNNNNNGH!" Amelia shook and spasmed, a searing agony slamming into her clit! She could feel the fire stabbing into her, without even the thick presence of the shaft buried in her pussy to help ease the pain with pleasure! She couldn't get her breath, she felt herself arching, her legs tense and straining her hips surging away from the pain as she squealed and struggled to breathe in Ginny's pussy, hot, pained sobs breaking from her whenever she could get free of the other girl's pussy a moment.
 
"Ohh! That's it! Nothing feels better than a zappy little tongue bath for my pussy." Ginny praised.
 
Amelia sobbed and moaned loudly, whimpering and cringing as she felt her pussy slowly uncramp from the massive jolt, panting easier as the pain ebbed away.
 
"But I need more. So be a good girl and fry for me, okay Hermione?" Ginny requested purely rhetorically as she grabbed Amelia by her hips and began to force the girl's still-cumming body onto the sparking dildo awaiting her.
 
This time there was no escape as Amelia felt herself forced back and down, felt hands on her hips and legs, holding her in place, and SCREAMED into Ginny's pussy as her lips were first forced open, then wide, then *apart* as the thick tip of the machine was jammed into her.
 
She came, she couldn't help it, the fear, the peril, the pain, and the pleasure all intermingled into a steaming hot mess of terrorized need in her guts, and she was cumming, cumming as they plunged the fat, massive shaft, itself slick with some sort of coating, and COLD AS ICE deep into her hot, wet, juicy, cumming cunt! "NN! NNNN! NNNNNNNNNNGH!"
 
"Yes! Oh! I can already smell that cute cunt of yours *cooking!*" Ginny cheered.
 
Amelia could smell herself, under the dense smell of Ginny's sopping cunt. God, that scent, it was so *good,* so, so *delicious!*
 
"Fuck! Finish frying soon okay? I wanna eat you up!" Ginny said as she stared at Hermione's slowly browning clit and pussy lips.
 
The fat shaft drilling into Amelia felt like an augur, punishing her pussy like nothing she'd ever felt. It was delightfully huge, it was painfully enormous, but the sensation when it bottomed out and slammed into her cervix like a jackhammer, a small metal pincer snapped shut around her clit and Amelia's desperate gasp turned into a scream
 
Her entire body arched, legs straining, arms flailing until the girls tightened the chains holding her in place. Breath was driven from her lungs as a bolt of lightning fucked her in every conceivable place that could be fucked, and several that couldn't. It *fried* her clit into a huge roaring mass of agonized pleasure, her pussy seized shut in a paralyzed cramp, her diaphragm locked up and she couldn't *breathe* even as she felt Ginny's pussy dance on her tingling tongue.
 
It was the single most agonized feeling she'd ever experienced, the most painful thing in her life! Her vision darkened until she could barely see Ginny's bright, chemical-red bush, color draining from the world as her heart stuttered in her chest.
 
But even as that first titanic, agonized pain began to recede, Amelia's pussy, still cramped shut around the thick intruder, demanded more. her clit howled to be punished again, her breath was an agonized sob as she eagerly ate out the girl riding her face, smothering herself just to stop the pain of pain's removal.
 
"Yes! That's what I want!" Ginny cried out as Hermione's buzzing tongue slipped out to touch her clit. "Snuffing girls like this is the absolute best!"
 
She was being snuffed, she knew that, but now she accepted it. She was being snuffed and nothing in the world could ever be more right.
 
She wanted to thank Ginny for snuffing her, but that would mean they'd *stop* snuffing her to do it, and there was nothing more than she wanted right now to feel that agony again and feel Ginny cumming as she tongued the girl's clit, as she was speared with that fat electrical phallus and forced to dance to an entirely different order of orgasm.
 
And so she delved as deeply as she could, sucking on Ginny's clit as she dug her tongue as deep into the redhead's pussy as she could before that mind- and life-destroying pleasure came again.
 
Ginny danced and clenched and thrust against Amelia's tingling tongue as the current surged through her, clearly enjoying Amelia's death in a way no one else had ever enjoyed Amelia.
 
"Yes! Fry for me! Die for me!" Ginny ordered as she surged with delight, grinding her tingling pussy *hard* into Amelia's eager mouth.
 
The suspended girl writhed, another scream forced out of her as the machine hammered another bolt of lightning through her, making her jerk and spasm to the jeers of the croud.
 
She was starting to lose feeling in her pussy, the sensation of searing agony and warm, deep penetration were beginning to fade into an almost gentle warmth. Her breath was coming in irregular hitching gasps as the electrical lover between her shuddering thighs pistoned in and out of her. She could barely feel it anymore, but oh god, she didn't want it to stop!
 
"Almost there!" Ginny cried out as the smell of Amelia's frying sex filled the air, whetting the appetites of everyone around them.
 
Amelia whimpered and tongued Ginny deeper, wanting to thank this woman for finally doing to her what she'd always secretly wanted. Her tongue curled into Ginny's pussy as she felt the machine bottom out against her cervix again, tensing in anticipation for a third massive bolt of sensation, even as she lightly bit at the base of Ginny's clit, her buzzing tongue wrapping around and embracing her destroyer's clit in her electrified spit.
 
"Fuck! Yes! That's it Hermione! Just like that you clever fucking piece of snuff-meat!" The redhead above her shook, even as Amelia spasmed and shuddered under the assault of the machine.
 
Her mouth was full of Ginny's pleasure, her climax flooding the dying girl's mouth. The pain was gone, leaving only a golden glow in her loins, even as her breath seized up again as her final lover gave her the penultimate pleasure of its electric embrace.
 
She wanted so badly to cum, but she knew she couldn't anymore. Her pussy was too damaged, too *cooked* to cum. Even with the best medical attention she'd never cum again. Tears trickled from the corners of her eyes, mingling with Ginny's cream as the redhead bucked against her face and screamed her own ecstasy as she rode Amelia's face to her own pleasure. A mix of happiness and loss filled her as she realized she really was just a clever piece of snuff-meat.
 
Just like Ginny said...
 
Ginny didn't care about Amelia's distress, forcing the dying girl's buzzing lips and tongue deeper into her eager twat as she greedily plundered every last piece of the girl beneath her.
 
"Fuck! Yes! Just like that! Die for me you uppity know-it-all! I wanna study how tasty your twat is!"
 
She could smell how lovely her pussy was getting, a succulent aroma of roasting meat, even as it got harder and harder to breathe with each bolt of dulling agony. A warm sense of pleasure was radiating through her now, and she didn't blame Ginny at all for wanting to sink her teeth into that wonderful-smelling meal.
 
The agonized intruder was still pounding away inside her, but the pain had dulled to a distant sense of pressure between her legs, and in her gut. A mild buzzing sensation down there was all she was left with, she couldn't even feel her lips anymore.
 
"Fuck! I've almost used you up!" Ginny relished as she pressed Amelia's face into her sex. She was sooo soo close to cumming!
 
Hermione enjoyed that idea, that she was something to be used up and discarded when done. Ginny was dripping into her mouth but with the buzzing electric tingle in her tongue she couldn't taste anything as she pressed her tongue into Ginny's flesh, seeking out the girl's clit.
 
"She's cooked!" Ginny exclaimed with delight as she teetered on the edge of her climax. "Take her fucking twat for me!"
 
She could barely feel the pressure as the machine finally stopped pounding her, her hearing was kinda muffled too by Ginny's trembling thighs as she clamped her lips around the redhead's clit and suckled it as best she could before the tingle in her mouth died out completely.
 
Ginny came *hard* on Hermione's face, soaking her pins and needle lips and cheeks with her arousal. Amelia could feel a deep emptiness as the machine pulled free with a wet schlick. The sound was so loud, but she could barely feel it.
 
A thick, moist aroma came to Amelia then, warm meat, savory and delicious, baked and roasted in its own juices, and a heady scent of feminine arousal and mingled musk. God, her mouth was watering with that succulent scent, could *taste* it on her half-fried tongue!
 
The redhead let go of her head, and Amelia slumped, gasping in short, sharp, shallow pants, struggling to get what air she could into her damaged lungs. A thick girl, with an ass to die for, was off to the side as Ginny turned around, though Amelia could only see them from the waist down. The thick, pasty white girl had a pair of thigh highs on and an orange shirt, with a skirt that did absolutely nothing to hide her ass, across which was scrawled "SNUFF" and "ME" across her very visible (and panties-free) rump, evidently wearing some sort of Velma Dinkley cosplay as she steadied the swaying, half-snuffed girl in the harness.
 
"That was soooo hot!" The Velma flirted. "Are you up for another round?"
 
"Sure. After I eat." Ginny agreed, turning her eyes to Amelia, and the decunter holstered in a pocket of the fuck machine's frame.
 
Ginny pulled it free, the gun-like device already equipped with a clean, clear, disposable cannister.
 
It was ready to use, and Ginny didn't seem inclined to wait.
 
Ginny smirked at Amelia as the half-cooked girl lifted her head, with Velma's assistance, and stared down her panting, gasping tits to where the Redhead was leaning over to press the muzzle of the pistol-like device to "Hermione's" pussy.
 
"Ohgod... Ohgod, ohgod, ohgod..." 'Hermione' gasped and shuddered as the wide mouth of the device was shoved hard against the place where she could no longer feel, struggling to breathe as Velma held her head against her full sweater.
 
"Just a little bit more, girl, and we'll *feast*~" Velma teased caressing 'Hermione's' head as she cuddled the dying black girl against her copious bosom.
 
The trigger was pulled with a wicked smirk from Ginny, and Amelia gasped as new, weird sensations ran through her.
 
"Heh, there we go, got her carved? Ten points if you can pull her steak out in one go!" Velma gave a giggle, making her breasts jiggle as she cradled Amelia's head.
 
All she got in return was a smirk from the redhead, as Ginny slowly tugged, and Amelia *felt* things shift inside her. It was distant, it was strange, but not painful. She felt no pain down there at all anymore, could barely feel her legs, still dangling from the chains linked to the circular ring. Air burst from the cylinder as it did whatever it did, and Ginny drew it back slowly and carefully bringing with it....
 
"Oh wow! You got her ovaries too? Double points. No! Triple points!" The velma teased. "Think you can pull that feat off a second time?"
 
Hermione dimly realized that those are hers. Her pussy was a nicely cooked brown, and her ovaries were literally still steaming. She's been snuffed. Snuffed and *cooked.* God the thought of what was going to happen to her pussy made her soooo horny, and she didn't even have the parts to cum anymore! The thought of maybe getting a bit of her own cunt made her dizzy with delight, and she thought that if she still had a pussy, even a cooked one, the thought of eating *herself* was almost enough to make her cooked cunt cum!
 
Amelia realized that Ginny had moved on from her, striding over to give Velma a smug smirk.
 
"Easily." Ginny replied, flipping the girl's skirt to see the directive written there. "But since you're volunteering, I can definitely show you how."
 
Two other girls were working on getting her snuffed ass down, one of them a nubian black bodybuilder type, completely naked, the other a gorgeous blonde bombshell covered from neck to toe in a sleek, silver catsuit, complete with a prosthetic attached to her left eyebrow, and another one to the right hinge of her jaw.
 
"She want anything else from you?" That was the nubian, who slowly lowered Amelia's arms, until the half-snuffed girl was laying on a low coffee table.
 
"N-no..." waitaminute there was one thing. "Yes, sh-she wanted my torso? for a J-jacket....?"
 
"Oh? Nice taste. We'll save your torso for her." That was the blonde working the chains for her legs, and letting the warm-brown girl down until her legs were only slightly raised.
 
"Wh-what about my l-legs...?" They were some of her best parts, after all.
 
"Drumsticks, for the party goers who prefer dark meat." The nubian girl grinned a little and made a chomping gesture at the blonde, who giggled back at her.
 
"Th-Thanks...." Looking around was hard as the two girls slowly unbuckled her from the machine and started to lever her upright. There Ginny was, over at a table and already carving open Hermione's pussy, smirking at Velma and carving off a piece of cooked black cunt to pop into her own mouth. The cylinder was nowhere to be found, but in the redhead's other hand, she dangled Hermione's ovaries, still hanging from her womb, itself suspended by a hook or something stuffed through her cervix.
 
She was dangling Amelia's ovaries above the kneeling Velma's open mouth, making her lunge for them like a dog being offered a treat and being made to beg for it, much to the delight of the onlookers. Velma's skirt was fully rucked up around her waist now, and the "SNUFF ME" writ across her pasty white ass was on full display as she lunged for the ovaries even as Ginny pulled them back out of reach.
 
She was being used as a treat for a dog. A snuff-slut just like her. She gave a wordless sigh as she was hoisted over the nubian amazon's shoulder, and smiled softly to herself.
 
Amelia never made it to the kitchens. She was dead before she even saw them, a look of contented bliss on her face.
 
The End.