"Story - The Risk Wall (Con/reluctant, Decap, Gambling, Casua" By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu) URL: https://pastebin.com/mdWcgwBy Created on: Sunday 18th of August 2019 08:50:12 PM CDT Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:07:13 AM UTC The Risk Wall © Saran 7/30/2019 “What do you think of that outfit,” Lisa asked her friend pointing to a mannequin inside the shop they were standing in front of. “Oh, that’s a cute one,” Linda replied getting closer to the glass, “Probably more than I have right now though.” “I know,” came the half groaned reply. “I can’t believe you spent so much money last week.” “It couldn’t be helped, that outfit was to die for,” Linda replied as the two friends turned and started walking down the corridor of the mall, shops all around them. “It’s like torturing ourselves to come in here when we don’t have any money. Why do we do it?” “Because,” Lisa replied with a laugh. “We want to see all the new things they have out, see if there’s something we can’t possibly live without.” “That’s true,” Linda replied and then looked over at another store front nearby. “I’ve been eyeing that bag for a week now.” “More than that,” Lisa replied with a smirk. “You’ve been looking at that bag for a couple months. You’re the one that said it’s too expensive.” “It’s only $400, it’s not that much,” Linda replied exasperated. “Only!?” Lisa retorted with a laugh. The girls continued to chat, looking this way and that. Each one found another or two item in a store window that caught their eye and had one or the other, and occasionally both, practically drooling over. They had managed to move through the wing of the mall they’d entered and were approaching the central hub with a food court. Something was setup in the middle there, a large wall faced them. It had a dazzling display above it that touted it as “The Risk Wall.” A digital display under the name displayed “Jackpot $5000” It was new, it had to be, neither of the girls had seen it before and as they approached there was a woman, wearing little more than a bikini and heels, standing near what appeared to be four stalls, or recesses in the wall. Above the floor, some 8 feet, was the platform for a guillotine, well the bench for one. As they approached there was a basket on the floor that appeared to be lined with red velvet. The site wasn’t shocking at all for either of the two ladies. They’d seen things like this before, games of chance where an individual could win money risking their lives. The risk was high, typically, but occasionally the games weren’t rigged against the woman too badly. They were common around the city, but hadn’t made it to the mall until now. “With that much you could buy that bag you’ve been wanting,” Lisa told her friend. “And just about everything else we’ve liked the look of,” Linda replied her mind working through some thoughts. “Hello ladies,” the attendant said as she approached. “Looking at possibly giving the Risk Wall a go?” Linda giggled at the interruption. “Actually, I was considering it. What are the rules?” “Well, let me start with you must be 18 to participate, is that going to be a problem?” She asked the girls. “No,” Linda said with a smile. “We turned 20 just last month,” Lisa replied with a proud smile. “That’s good to hear,” the attendant replied. “So the rules are simple. I will get you strapped in and set a timer for 30 minutes and if you survive you will win the prize. If you both happen to survive, you’ll split the pot.” The attendant replied. She gestured toward the wall and the three started walking to one of the spaces. “Of course if it were that easy everyone would win.” She pressed a button on the wall and one guillotine started to come down rather quickly. “You’ll note the Y shape of the bascule, you will be bound face down with your legs spread and any male in the mall that happens to come by can fuck you as much as they want,” the attendant continued. “There are three ways to lose… your head, that is… and that is to orgasm more than 5 times, if you panic and try and get out of the guillotine or, if for any reason, the man fucking you is dissatisfied with your cunt.” The girls looked at each other and just smiled. “That’s it?” Lisa asked and the attendant nodded. “That’s easy.” “Yeah, I know.” Linda replied excitedly. “I think we’ll both play.” The attendant looked to Lisa who nodded in agreement. “Very well, then. Let’s get you setup. Who’s first?” She asked. “Me first,” Linda cooed. “Ok, please strip, both of you, and place your clothes in bins 1 and 2. If you survive you can put them back on, if you wish” the attendant said with a smirk. Lisa and Linda both moved to the baskets. Each took off their clothes quickly and then Linda moved to lie down on the bascule. The attendant lifted the lunette for her and Linda lay down, feeling her perky breasts press against the rough wooden surface. Her nipples felt like they were rubbing sandpaper with each movement and it sent a thrill through her body. She felt her arousal rising steadily, if she was being honest with herself it started the moment she saw the wall, the idea of putting her life on the line for a chance at the money, or really for any reason, was incredibly hot. “Just let your hands hang down,” The attendant called out through the pleasure haze The attendant grabbed one of her wrists, placed it against the frame and then slid a spring loaded mechanism over her wrist, locking it in place. As the attendant moved to her ankle, she pressed her foot so that that top of her foot was flat against a wide slit in the bascule and then locked it into place. The attendant continued her work moving around Linda as she stared down at the basket below her. It didn’t take long and she couldn’t move. She tested the bonds, a bit lightly to be sure not to trigger the panic rules. The attendant pressed another button bringing a second bascule down and then moved between Linda’s legs. She pulled a small wire from the base of the guillotine Linda was on and placed the sensor disk over her freshly shaved pussy, pressing it hard to be sure it stuck to her skin. The touch was electric. “Don’t orgasm just yet,” the attendant laughed, “but you can get settled. None of the fatal triggers are active yet.” Linda smiled and really tested her bonds, trying to see if she could get free. Somehow she was relieved she couldn’t move much more than her hips… there was no way out of the situation she was in but that is what thrilled her. Below her, just above the basket, she finally noticed the green light that read “safe.” It was lit and was right above a red light that was not illuminated marked “armed.” “Your turn,” the attendant called to Lisa as she moved around to the guillotine that was now in place. Lisa looked about and then moved to lay down on the bascule as the attendant lifted the lunette. Once Lisa was in place the attendant let the lunette latch, the sound sending a shiver of fear through Lisa. She agreed because her best friend had seemed so eager. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to do this, she could get plenty of money and have a great shopping trip instead of the window shopping she had planned. As the attendant strapped Lisa in, people started to gather around watching, wondering what would happen and if these too fine young ladies would survive or not. Once Lisa was strapped in, the attendant moved between Lisa’s legs and applied the sensor to Lisa’s freshly shaved mons as well. With that in place the attendant turned and addressed the crowd. “Anyone else care to join them? There are two more places that can be filled” the attendant called out and waited for someone to respond. “No one? Ok, then let’s not leave these two hanging for too long.” She moved to the wall again, out of the way and pressed the red button that was flashing. Linda and Lisa both saw the lights below them shift from green to red and Linda shuddered at the thought that she could now die at any moment. So it went, people looked around but no one stepped forward, until three minutes in to the timer two gentlemen walked up and noted what was going on. For a moment they didn’t do anything, having just arrived they weren’t sure if anyone was going to step up, but after a minute both looked at each other and moved forward. The two were handsome, reasonably well built. The older of the two gentlemen was probably in his 40’s while his younger counterpart, probably in his 30’s, and had a bit of a bookish flair to him. The younger of the two stepped up to Linda, pulled his cock from his pants and started to rub it up and down Linda’s slit eliciting several moans that were clearly audible even from behind the thin wall. Then he lined up his cock and rammed it home. There was a scream of pleasure from Linda as the thrust ripped an orgasm from her body with simply the one thrust. A counter above the guillotine lit up with a 1 and the crowd cheered. “Looks like we have us a live one tonight!” the attendant announced happily. As Linda can be heard screaming out in orgasm, the older gentleman got settled behind Lisa and started to push into her. She’s clearly wet at the situation and as the man eased into her, Lisa moaned. Her moan was restrained, pressured almost as she held back, hearing her friend orgasm so quickly. She looked around as best she can, but she can’t see much of anything. There is the basket below her, the green and red lights and not much else. She’s not in the dark, but she can’t see anything else, not even Linda who is moaning so much more beside her. She had no idea what the man fucking her looked like, and his grunts sounded like just about any man who’d ever fucked her before. She tried to work her hips to give the man a good fuck, but her nerves were getting in the way. She fought the feelings of pleasure even as Linda’s moans began to crescendo again. The man behind Linda is now thrusting harder than before, he can feel her body tensing and he can’t help but laugh. The sound is cold and it sent chills and shivers down Linda’s spine as her orgasm continued to build. She tried to hold it back. “Cum for me cunt, you know you want to” the man said thrusting hard and fast. Linda heard the words and just couldn’t hold back and she orgasmed hard. The number above her dinged to 2, much to the satisfaction and cheers of the crowd. That cheering, the sound of those people wanting her to orgasm more… did they want her dead? She couldn’t know for sure maybe they wanted a good show, maybe they were cheering for her to win? No, the crowd wanted blood, they always did. Even when she was watching she would be cheering for the death of the person in her position. Now she was that person, was she cheering for her own death? Without warning another orgasm rocked Linda’s mind and body and her hips bucked and jerked as her body is rocked with that orgasm. The man fucking her threw his head back and groaned loudly. Still he showed no signs of tiring. The number above Linda moved to 3 as the Attendant stepped forward, “That’s 3 orgasms for our first contestant and it’s only been 15 minutes.” The man seemed to find a reserve of energy and Linda is once again screaming with the lust of the situation and the pleasure she is getting. For a moment her mind realized that she’d already orgasmed 3 times in 15 minutes. Lisa’s body had been fighting but when she heard the time she knew she’s more than half way there. She relaxed a bit which allowed her to really move with the cock thrusting into her. The man isn’t riding her as hard as his friend is riding Linda, but the pleasure is quickly building. Lisa’s moans started to take on a primal sound and a few moments later she too is cumming hard on the man’s cock. Her scream of pleasure filled the room, reverberating from the walls. The man behind Linda leaned down and spoke to Linda, too quiet for anyone but her to hear. He placed a hand on her back, pressing her body into the bascule, forcing her nipples to grind against the wood as he thrusted into her hips, the sound of skin slapping skin now carried over the crowds breathing. Lisa tried to hold back, but her mind is on fire. The pleasure, the knowledge that he could push the button and cut off her head at any moment, all stole her building orgasm… no, why did she think about that? Linda’s screams of ecstasy filled Lisa’s ears as Linda’s orgasm takes her breath. Her mouth opens and yet nothing comes out. There is no sound as her mind on fire with pleasure. The crowd erupted in cheers as they see the counter move to 4. The cheers of the crowd rose as the counter ticked up again to 4. Those cheers gave Linda her voice back. Her scream was more primal than anything. Her pleasure seemed to ride forever, but in reality was only a minute or two. Next to her, Lisa began to feel the pleasure building again. Her mind reveled in it, the pleasure building as the man started to get into fucking her even more. Her neck brushed against the lunette and once again she is reminded that she may die and that stole her pleasure as her body seemed to try and pull away from the cock fucking her. In reality she barely moved, and the motions appear to be nothing more than accepting the cock, rocking back as he pulled out. It took a moment for Lisa to think about it, to realize that if she does die today, she’s held back her orgasms, denied herself any pleasure. She doesn’t want to die, but she doesn’t want to die unfulfilled even more. The attendant announces that there is 10 minutes left. The man behind Linda slows a bit to lean over her. “Don’t cum again, you only have 2 left,” the man whispered to her, but this time the crowd heard him. “Or-gasm, Or-gasm,” the crowd began to chant. Linda could feel the pleasure rising, the crowd’s encouragement, their eyes watching every thrust, her head through a lunette. She bit her lip, hoping to hold back her orgasm but it’s not enough. Her fifth orgasm tore through her body, caused her eyes to roll up into the back of her head and her toes to curl so tight it hurt. As she came down from the high of the orgasm, everything had brought this all to a head. Each orgasm had been stronger than the last. Each time she had come down, she hadn’t come down as far, allowing her to build faster. This time the orgasm and the feelings had barely faded and she could already feel her body starting to build closer. She closed her eyes, twisted her torso to drag her nipples across the bench hoping the pain will distract her. Instead it brought her even more pleasure as the reality of her situation, her fantasy of death games, and everything she does just make her orgasm build faster. She clamped down her core muscles, trying desperately to force this last orgasm away. Instead of helping, her pussy just gripped the man’s cock tighter. He groaned and thrusted harder and with her pussy clamped down on him each motion provided even more pleasure. She shook her head and the just let go. Her body began to shake violently as her sixth orgasm hit her. The counter above her changed to 6 and turned red. The crowd roared as Linda heard an electric whir and the blades in the lunette turn. She felt a sharp pinch, then her head was falling. The world spun as she fell, the pleasure of the orgasm gone like a distant memory. Her eyes were wide as she landed softly in the cushioned basket looking up at the platform holding her body rushed upward. The crowd watched as the bascule moved upward and pitched forward. The blood pouring from Linda’s stump flowed into a drain system in the bascule as hooks pierced her feet through the central bones and all four of the clamps holding her body in place released. Wires lifted her body, now dangling by the feet, and carried it off to one of the food vendors nearby. The bench moved upward allowing Linda’s head in the basket to be seen. The man that had been fucking her stepped forward and picked up her head. As he lifted the head he stared into Linda’s moving eyes and saw who it was. Linda’s eyes dawn recognition as well and tears started to come to the edge of her eyes. The man moved her head down to his still hard member and pushed it into her neck, up her throat so that the head of his cock was in her mouth. Linda still looked up at him as he began to use the head to masturbate. “Joe, this is Linda, the straight A student I had in my science class last semester. Didn’t she always hang out with one of your daughters?” the man asked. Joe turned and looked at the man. “Oh, yes. She was always with Lisa.” Saying the name a look of realization came to Joe’s face as he realized he’s fucking his daughter. “Seven minutes left, will she make it? Or will her dad pull the lever?” The attendant asked. The crowd seemed to fall silent, though each one’s eyes were now on Joe and how he hadn’t stopped fucking his daughter. Upon hearing her own name in her dad’s voice Lisa was scared and pleased at the same time. She had always wanted to fuck her dad and he had been fucking her nonstop for the last 15 minutes. “Don’t kill me daddy, please” Lisa called out. “Go ahead Joe, it’s not like you don’t have several other daughters back home,” the man said, looking down as Linda tried her best to lick the head of his cock as it came into her mouth from the back. Linda’s mascara was running from the tears in her eyes. She’d gotten her friend into this and now her dad, of all people, may cut her head off. She was already starting to fade, the blackness at the edge of her vision was pulling inward and she tried to look over at her friend’s father to plead with him but couldn’t do so. Her eyes fluttered in that moment and then stilled as the man groaned loudly and filled her mouth with cum. “One minute left,” the Attendant called out. Pulling Linda’s head off of his cock he moved over to the lever “Let me help you with that.” “Daddy, please no!” Lisa called out. “Come on Joe, you have four more daughters at home, this one is an extra… she shouldn’t have lived this long anyway.” Joe nodded and the man pulled the lever. Just as Linda had, Lisa felt the sharp pinch of the blade and heard the whir of the blade as it quickly passed through her neck. Her head began to fall as the bascule and frame rose upward, her feet were pierced and then her body was hoisted away to be processed. Joe moved to the basket and picked up Lisa’s head. He smiled softly as tears rolled down her cheeks and he shoved his cock into her throat with her face looking up at him. He began a slow masturbation as he looked down at his daughter. “It’s ok baby girl. I always figured you would have been snuffed a while ago by some boyfriend. Instead you get to pleasure me, and die for me.” Lisa looked up at her daddy as he continued his slow masturbation. She wanted to tell him she wasn’t ready to die, wasn’t ready to go, but his words soothed her some. She blinked, and more tears rolled down her cheeks. “You did good so far today, baby girl. Thank you for that. Now be a good girl and suck daddy off one last time,” Joe said. He turned her head and pushed deeper into her throat so his dick pushed into the back of her mouth and like the good girl she was, she began to lick him and close her mouth to put more pressure on the head of his cock. Joe pulled out his phone and started a recording. He framed his daughter’s head in the shot first as he masturbated himself with his daughter’s throat. He turned the phone up to show his face for a moment. “Girls, if you need some money to go shopping, be smart about it. Ask your daddy and I’ll give it to you. Don’t do what your sister did and gamble with your lives. She lost and now she’s pleasuring me in the only way she can.” Joe turned the phone back and his friend took the phone to finish the recording as Joe started working his cock deep into her throat. Joe could feel the tension in her jaw get slowly looser as her fucked her as her consciousness slowly faded away. The man holding the phone knelt to show Lisa’s eyes slow and her eyelids starting to close. The last thing she felt was her daddy erupting in her mouth, the taste of his cum on her tongue and the feel of that cum starting to flow out of her mouth and then she was gone. The phone captured the eruption perfectly as it flowed out of her mouth as the light faded from Lisa’s eyes. The man stopped the recording and handed Joe the phone after he had pulled Lisa’s head from his cock. “Wow that was amazing,” Joe said. “I think I’m going to have to come back here again.” The attendant came up and smiled, “Thanks for participating today. If you like, the taxidermy shop right over there is offering a special to preserve the heads of the losers of the game. As the winner, they will do the job free.” “Well what do you think John?” Joe asked his friend. “I think we have to go get these turned into proper fuck toys,” John replied. Both men thanked the attendant and then headed off to the Taxidermy shop. As they walked away the sign up on the wall changed to “Jackpot $5100” The End.