"a special day R-18G"
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Created on: Thursday 25th of July 2019 08:29:34 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:08:11 AM UTC


A Special Day.

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Linda Cheng was sitting in her office, idly reading over her accounts on the computer screen for the coming days. 

"Hmm... The eighth. I might have to bump my lunch with Kendra... Oh!" 

Occasionally, a choked gurgle would emerge from under the desk. Linda looked down when she felt the slowly fading tongue work on her pussy resurge. She glanced at the clock on screen, and then relaxed, letting herself release.

"Ooohhh... Yes."

She unwound the garrotte from around the neck of the beautiful blonde woman under her desk, who promptly collapsed, her face having already turned blue. 

"Eight minutes! I can't believe you survived again! I honestly thought of just finishing you this time." She marvelled at the blonde, who was very slowly recovering enough to pick herself up off the ground. The moment she was up, she proceeded to fix up her short paige-boy cut and return to sit her slender flat-chested body down at her secretary desk.

"Well if you wanted to you should have Ma'am." Her voice was still very broken and raspy.

"No, I want it to be fair. You're the best secretary I've ever had, and I want to beat you fairly." Linda admired her secretary greatly, she had survived more snuff contests than any employee she had ever hired. She was really hoping to find her upper limit of survivability. "Anyway, I'm still miffed that you lived. Clear your schedule for nine hours of hard torture this weekend please. Are you still dating Tracy?"

"Yes Ma'am." The blonde was already typing, updating her calender, no doubt. "Should I tell her not to expect me back?"

"No. I mean, that would defeat the point of beating you fair and square. And I can't very well remove a secretary's fingers or tongue, so you'll still be good for sex. But, you might want to warn her you'll be out of commission for a few days. And I'm feeling in the mood for some permanent mutilation, so you'll probably be restricted to giving only from then on."

That actually drew a shocked raise of the secretary's brows, and then a somewhat excited look. Linda could see her reaching for her cunt in anticipation of likely losing it in only four short days. Linda was sure those would be four very exciting days for Tracy.

"Just think of this as my gift to you." She thought to herself in amusement. She was actually fairly sure this would only strengthen their relationship, Tracy was a notorious Pillow Princess. 

Her idle pondering was interrupted by the chimes on her door alerting her to clients. 

"And that is your 10:00 O'clock Ma'am. Should I bring them in now?" 

"Give me two minutes to refresh my memory, then bring them in." 

Linda quickly pulled up the file. Thankfully, her client list was still up from earlier. 

"Hmm. Kaley Shuëster and John Gold. This will be a very important account. I was doing neo-classical wasn't I?" 

She refreshed herself by pulling up her notes from her earlier conversations with the client. By the time her office door was opened and three women, dressed in their finest, were ushered in. 

"Welcome to 'Till Death do Us Part wedding planning. I'm Linda Cheng." She immediately stood up and shook hands with the women. She knew the woman in front and center to be Kaley. The bride to be was a tall woman with frizzy black hair. She had a nice enough figure, but was altogether a normal looking young woman. 

"Thank you so much for working with me on this!" The bride instantly enthused. "I can't believe there is still only one snuff wedding planner in this city."

Linda smiled, she liked to be reminded of how much of an innovator she was.

"Quite a lot of people are still very conservative when it comes to marriage. Even slave weddings are still very rare. I started this business up to cater to the needs of modern women. Today's female wants to show her absolute dedication. Concepts such as divorce are wholly antiquated for most brides now. And the perfect way to show that dedication is with a snuff wedding."

"I know! I'm making a vow to spend my life with him! I want to be sure that happens, if I give myself to him fully on our wedding day, then I don't have to worry about the future." Kaley excitedly agreed with her. 

"Exactly." Linda nodded before getting down to business. "This will be a wedding with a groom. That should make it easier. All I need to plan around for him is a tuxedo. Meshing the decor with two wedding dresses can be a nightmare, and it doesn't get any better if one of them opts for a suit. Butches have even less sense when it comes to decor than men. I will never let another Spongebob pocket square into a wedding." She looked up from her tangent, the entire train of thought meant only for herself.

"Oh! Sorry." She pulled a set of photos out from her desk. "Here are some of the ideas I was thinking based on your input from our first talk."

The bride-to-be took the pictures and started to look over them. Linda proceeded to explain them.

"Fortunately, tasteful options for gallows are becoming increasingly common. This gazebo style platform includes a trapdoor. And this dias stage has matching stools, depending on what style of drop your looking for."

Kaley looked over the photos, and passed some to her bridesmaids, where they commiserated over them. 

"Another matter of importance is the noose. Do you want velvet or silk? Of course classic hemp is an option too, if you want to go retro, but I hardly reccomend it with this theme." 

"Which would you suggest?"

"Well, I can hardly say I've tried either." Linda chuckled. 

"It sure looks like your secretary has." One of the bridesmaids snickered before she could continue. Linda had noticed that one staring since the moment she had entered the office, she thought she had even seen her wink.

"Oh no." Linda shook her head. "I only use wire for her, but that's not suitable for your needs. Anyway," She pulled two sample nooses out from her desk and slid them over to Kaley. "Try these out sometime later, and get back to me. It really all boils down to what you feel comfortable with. I reccomend a 45 second dip each, have a friend present for safety."

She looked over the bridesmaids once more as the bride accepted the nooses. The one's flirtations with her secretary had given her an idea. 

"Now, the final matter I want to address today concerns a growing trend in snuff weddings. I personally think it really improves the overall atmosphere." She let the tension build a moment.

"What is it?" The bride asked, just as intended.

"Snuffing the bridesmaids." Linda declared.

"The bride and her friends looked very shocked, this time Linda continued before they could say anything.

"The snuff bride is giving herself to her partner for all eternity. But, quite a few don't want to take that journey alone. Snuffing a few bridesmaids can not only offer a stunning build up to the brides own sacrifice, it can offer a sense of comfort and companionship when she is taking such a huge step of commitment." 

Kaley looked curious, but the bridesmaids looked skeptical. Especially the one who hadn't been eying her secretary's asphyxiation.

"Well, we can talk it over..." Kaley noticed her friends lack of enthusiasm.

"Well then, time for the long shot. I've been waiting to sell someone on this deal forever anyway."

"There is one other perk to it..." Linda purposely led in slowly. "You could always save on catering. And have quite a display to boot."

All three girls looked confused for a moment. Her secretary gave her a wry smile from her desk, cheering her daring move on.

"You mean..." Kaley seemed tentative to even say it. "Gynophagia?" 

"Yes. I'm sure you have heard that it has been catching on in the old world. Just like snuff weddings, for many submissive women, a long life is no longer the end all of life goals. Roasting your bridesmaids should make for a memorable wedding, and, of course, a fantastic dinner." Linda explained.

"Well, we have tried it before..." One of the girls spoke up. To Linda's surprise, it was the girl who hadn't been ogling her secretary.

"Shush! I thought we agreed not to talk about that!" The other maid cut her off.

"Oh?" Linda knew it was time to gently prod them for more.

"Well, during our gap year after college, we vacay-ed to Switzerland, us three and my older sis. We camped up in the Alps, y'know? So we got really high as fucks one night. Since the lodge actually offered girl on the menu, but it cost too much for us,, we started talking about that. Anyway, long story short; we started making bets over whether we would eat someone and who it would be, my sis lost. So we snuffed her by cutting her throat with one of those camping knives, roasted her over the campfire, and buried the rest in the snow." The girl who first confessed explained.

As she explained all that, the girl had a fond look in her eyes. She clearly loved her late sister, and this was a very fond memory. The other bridesmaid, however, seemed jittery and uncomfortable. Linda couldn't imagine why; unless there was something they weren't telling her, there wouldn't have been anything illegal, or immoral, about killing her. She supposed the girl must just be very old fashioned in her views of killing women. 

The bride, for her part, was still mainly looking over photo's and pricing sheets. Wedding planning was still foremost on her mind, and this was just another intriguing option.

"That's a very nice story, I'm glad you got to make such wonderful memories with your sister." The wedding planner set to warming up the most vulnerable target. The girl took it very well and smiled widely. "So would you like to do something like that for your friends? And," she turned to the bride "would you like to see something like that at your wedding? I have an arrangement with an amazing Femme cuisine chef who would love to do her first wedding. The whole arrangement will be very low cost, but I'm sure incredibly memorable for everyone involved."

The bride looked convinced, and, as Linda expected, so was her one friend. She would just have to see how the other played out.

"I would love to roast for you." The one girl offered, taking the bride's hand and twinning their fingers together.

"Thank you. You'll look beautiful hanging." Kaley smiled at her. "What do you think Jan? I would never try to make you do something you don't feel comfortable with, but I think it would be an amazing way for us to all go together. And I know you love strangling, I think you would really love going all the way."

The third girl, Jan apparently, still looked skeptical. Her resistance was clearly lowering though.

"I don't know, I've never really been comfortable with snuff." She sighed. 

"That vacation must have really freaked her out."

"I never even let Katy strangle me without a safety." Jan continued. She paused for a while. The others, everyone in the room, stared at her expectantly. "I'll call her. I guess if the wife's good with it, I should be too."

She stood up and walked back out to the waiting area, pulling out her phone. She didn't bother closing the door, so they could all hear snippets of the conversation, but none of it made the outcome clear. So they were all still awaiting her announcement when she sat back down.

"She wants me to do it." She declared. The other girls couldn't help but squealing, and Linda herself smiled widely. "I should have known." Jan continued. "Katy's a natural Domme, I think she only married me because I was a challenge. I didn't even let her whip me until the third date, and I only married her on the condition I could veto the methods of punishment she chooses for domestic discipline. She's clearly looking forward to seeing me put out all the way."

"Oh, you're married? That could make things really interesting. One thing that can make for a really inspiring hanging is to have the hanging girl's partner hold their hand during the of the ceremony. This poignantly shows what the couple getting married has to look forward to once they make their vows. Do you have a significant other?" She asked the other girl.

"No." She shook her head. "I actually also have two younger sisters. I was waiting for the second youngest to come of age and maybe see if she would like to try doing what me and my older sis did."

Linda wasn't quite sure if she meant snuffing her, or dating (Which she was fairly sure now that the siblings were. Incest wasn't too much more common than it ever was, but it was a little less taboo in large female family groups). Either way, this was if anything better.

"Would you like to invite her? This should give her every bit as lovely an experience as you had. I think sisters holding hands a one dies should make for a lovely part of the ceremony." She proposed.

"You're right. I will ask her, and I think she'll agree." The bridesmaid agreed.

"Good. I think this is coming together wonderfully. You keep these folders" Linda handed all of the pictures and price sheets to Kaley, and gestured for her secretary to bring a few more out, including menu options for the girlmeat roast. "And we'll stay in touch to finalize choices. I'll need to see dresses once you've all chosen them to know if anything will clash. I think we've made good progress today though." 

All of them stood up, they shook hands and said goodbyes as the wedding party departed.

"What's next today... Oh yes. Mary and Janet. A snuff wedding with her enslaved high school crush, followed by a live wedding with her new lover Dinah. I would love to see this one, she really seems to be in love with both girls."

And so another busy day continued.




Linda Cheng pulled up to the building and smiled in satisfaction. Her choice of venue was as perfect as she had imagined. 

It was a modest church building, but as of yet only a few progressive denominations accepted snuff weddings, so that was to be expected. The real highlight was the sizable park directly adjacent to the building, allowing the guests to walk directly between an open air reception, and a traditional church wedding. She had actually arranged for snuff weddings at this venue before, so she knew it had all the facilities needed, including private rooms upstairs in the church.

She stepped out of the car, Kaley, the lucky bride, immediately waved her over. 

"Linda!" She enthusiastically called.

Linda smiled, but gestured that she'd be a moment. She walked around to the other end of the car and opened the door. Out from there came her beautiful blonde secretary. Even though she had known her for nearly two years already, it was still an odd sight to see her secretary in clothing, but there she was; the slender blonde emerged into the sunlight wearing a stunning red strapless dress. She was also wearing an emerald inlaid formalwear eye patch, courtesy of the increasingly rough play sessions Linda was subjecting her to, and a leather collar. 

"Thank you Miss." She awkwardly adjusted her dress, clearly just as unused to wearing clothing as Linda was to seeing her in them.

"Please, call me Linda. You may still be my slave, but you're also my date for the evening, and I like to keep things friendly on dates." She thought a moment. "Come to think of it, do you have a name? It never mattered before."

"Oh." The blonde chuckled. "I guess you never would have learned. My parents named me Carly. I actually wasn't a slave by birth, I even graduated High School, That's why I'm so handy at clerical work. The vocational tests just labelled me a submissive with no ambition, so I sold myself to a service slave shop straight out of school."

"Well, I should thank that school. Their tests pegged you right. Now let's go meet the bride." They linked arms and approached the wedding party.

"Linda!" The bride pulled her into a hug the moment she drew near. "Everything looks beautiful, I'm so glad I hired you."

"It's been my honor. You are a beautiful woman, and John is a very lucky man. I'm just proud I could play some part in giving you the wedding you deserve." Linda took her hand and kissed the back of it.

Kaley giggled a little. "You are a charmer. I probably would have tried to hook you up with one of my friends if I weren't dying today."

"Don't worry about it. You know what they say about wedding planners; never enough time for your own." She joked.

"Now You're making me feel bad." Kaley swatted her.  "Well, come on in. Maybe You'll meet someone on your own. Oh!" She suddenly noticed the collared woman standing beside Linda. "Isn't that your secretary?"

"Yes, also my slave. The invite said I could bring a plus one, so I decided Carly here could help me take notes, I have never done a snuff wedding with gynophagia before, so I want to look out for what works and what to improve. Don't worry though, I'm already certain everything will go lovely." 

"I am too." Kaley was positively beaming with joy. "I had better greet the other guests now. Go enjoy yourselves!" She ran off to greet the other arrivals. 

With the hostess having run off to receive the other guests, Linda moved into the building to check how the preparations were coming together. Of course, she had already been closely overseeing it all over the past weeks, including up until late in the evening yesterday, but still, she wanted to ensure no last minute surprises came up.

Fortunately, everything looked beautiful. The neoclassical style shone with bright whites and sparkling clear glass, contrasted only by the green leaves and stems of ample flowers. She scurried around, shifting decor and slightly nudging furniture to perfect even the slight. By the time she snapped out of her perfectionist haze, she realized she hadn't noticed the wedding party was already filing in to the church.

She watched the parade of impeccable tuxedos and beautiful dresses March in, a welcome sight that always reminded her of a job well done. It only felt better knowing that two of those guests would, themselves, be "well-done" shortly.

"And speak of the Devil. There she is."

Jan, the slightly more reluctant of the two bridesmaid dinners, was walking straight towards her. Interestingly, she was arm in arm with another woman. It was a stern blonde, older than Jan, appearing to be in her mid-thirties wearing a blue evening dress. 

"You're Linda Cheng?" The older woman asked.

"Yes. I'm the wedding planner." She politely left the opening for the other woman to introduce herself.

"I just want to thank you for getting my little wife here to go all the way. I've been trying to coax her into a little snuff play for years! I truly do love her, but I must admit that I have been shopping around for a younger model." She reached out and shook Linda's hand. "Katherine DuPont." She introduced herself.

"I'm always glad to help make couples dreams come true, it is my job after all." She smiled at the woman. "And you don't have to worry about me judging your tastes. I know quite well that a dominant wife needs to keep things fresh. Have you already found the next lucky lady?" 

"I'm still deciding between a few of the neighbor girls, or a cute cousin who will be legal soon. In either case, I'll be keeping house slaves this time. Janney here never liked to share." She gave her wife another quick hug. Then she looked around and noticed the other guests had filed in. "We had better get in there. We are part of the show after all."

They all headed in to get seated for the ceremony.

The wedding was beautiful. A classic ceremony. The bride walked down the aisle, the priest read scripture. A young ringbearer brought the ring. The guests were sitting in the pews, as is usual. The unique twists at this wedding came in the form of the bridesmaids standing in front of the pews on the right and left of the aisle. Specifically, standing on ornate mahogany chairs breathed in white flowers with velvet nooses around their necks, matching the colors of their dresses. Holding their hands were the girls significant others: Jan's wife Katy, and the other bridesmaids (whom Linda had learned was named Hannah) younger sister, who was herself clearly awed to be a part of this event Everything was picture perfect, and the elation of it all was visible in Kaley's eyes. 

Then the real excitement (for Linda) began: The couple began to recite their vows. The moment that touching scene began, the bridesmaids' partners pulled the chairs out from under them. The girls instantly began to dance and thrash. 
As the loving couple bonded themselves to each other for life, two beautiful souls died. Many among the audience teared up at the emotional sight.

By the time the bride said "I Do." and the minister pronounced them Man and wife, Hannah and Jan had fallen silent, and their bodies only gently and infrequently twitched. The guests cheered and applauded, the bodies were cut down and taken away for roasting, and the newly wed couple did a final round among the guests. They offered well wishes and the bride gave her goodbyes, before the eager couple retreated upstairs. 

Linda decided it was time to see how the spitting was going. On the way however, she bumped in to Katy again. So she just sent her secretary ahead while they stopped to talk.

"What exactly is going on with the happy couple? I've never actually been to a snuff wedding you know." The older woman inquired as soon as she walked up.

"They're off to consummate the marriage of course. It wouldn't be a real marriage if they didn't. Or much fun either, last time I checked." She explained.

"Oh." The blonde said thoughtfully. "That does make sense."

"Anyway, it helps them pass the time until the food is ready. An unfortunate side effect of using girl roasts without being able to prepare them ahead of time is a necessary, lengthy intermission." The planner further explained. 

"Oh! Can I see the spitting? I've never been to a girl roast either I'm afraid, but I'm definitely intrigued now. I might consider one myself for my next wedding." The woman suddenly asked.

"Of course. I was just going to check in on that now. I already sent my date on ahead." 

Both women then headed over to where the food was being prepared. The kitchen was actually a series of tents set up near the outdoor reception area. Cooks could be seen bustling around the tent Linda led them to. Inside was a fully stocked kitchen. On the far end, they could see one of the two girls was already spitted and placed inside a rotisserie cooker. The other was laid out on a counter with a chef and two assistants spreading her out and lining up the spit.

"Looks like we made it just in time. I'm afraid there's not much to see though, when the girl is already dead." Linda said.

Although the work was performed quickly and professionally, Linda's words didn't seem to deter her and Katy watched in rapt fascination through the whole process anyway. The assistants oiled the spit and held the body stable, while the head chef analyzed the angle and drove the shaft through with painstaking care. Katy nearly seemed to jump back with a jolt when the corpse seemed to open its mouth as the metal tip emerged from its lips.

"They will be moved to a classic open pit in time for carving, but these units cook much faster." Linda was already leaving the tent to let the cooks work in peace, and to find her date. The older woman dawdled a few moments, but eventually followed.

After a few minutes of searching around the site, and giving in to her perfectionist urge to tweak table settings and floral arrangements a few times, she found her. It was, however, in something of an unexpected setting. Specifically, her secretary and three caterers-recognizable by their uniforms- were holding down what appeared to be some sort of delivery girl and garroting her. She wasn't really struggling, just flopping around in their grasp. Linda watched for a few moments, until Carly noticed her standing there.

"Oh. Hi. One of the delivery girls the caterers used messed up a load of hors d'oeuvres. It took a little wrangling, but after I explained the type of event we were holding, she agreed to compensate us, and got approval from her boss." 

"Well, that was nice of her." 

Linda was quite impressed. Snuff wasn't exactly a casual thing yet, so just making it a part of your workday would be unexpected to say the least. This girl clearly must have felt bad for messing up someone's special day. 

"You don't have to worry, it was just one batch, so we can still make do. I don't think the chefs can do much with her for appetizers on such short notice anyway, but I'm sure they'll come up with something." Her employee finished explaining. By the time she was done, the girl was essentially motionless. Carly gave a good strong final tug just to be sure. 

"Well, I'm glad to see everything has been resolved." Linda said.

"I suppose now I just mingle until the happy couple emerge." She thought to herself.

And that was what she did. The reception was... what she expected. Without knowing anyone there, and the couple themselves absent, there was nothing much for her. So she was understandably relieved when John and Kaley emerged. Although wearing their wedding clothes, they might have looked a little flushed, and their hair just a mite bedraggled. The happy couple was immediately mobbed by relatives, friends, and well-wishers looking to wish them a happy union one final time.

As the couple moved through the crowd, Linda saw them moving towards her. Eventually, after working through the extensive line on the way to her, the bride reached Linda.

"Thank you!" She pulled her into a hug. "Everything has been perfect. It's been every bit the wedding I dreamed of, and that's all thanks to you."

"That's my job." Linda replied with a chuckle. "And I always feel proud to hear women like you tell me that. Now go on, take your happily ever after."

"I will." Kaley smiled as she linked arms with her groom and, together, they began the final march towards the beautifully decorated white gazebo sitting in the middle of the park.

John helped walk her up the steps. At the top of those steps, and in the middle of the floor, was a similarly exquisitely carved stool. And above that stool, was a white silken noose, decorated with floral motifs. John helped her onto that stool, and affixed the noose comfortably around her neck. 

"Till death do us part." Kaley leaned down and gave her husband a searing kiss. 

"Till death do us part." He agreed the moment they separated. 

They then gazed into each other's eyes as he pulled the stool away. Kaley dropped and immediately began thrashing and grasping at the noose. Every single guest watched enraptured as the bride danced her life away. Once her movements weakened and her choking gasps began to die away, John grasped her hand and held it until she died.

It was far from Linda's first snuff wedding she had attended, obviously. But she found the sight moving each and every time no matter how many she watched, and Kaley's gentle death was no exception. 

The groom hoisted up his bride's body and pulled it from the noose. He held it in his arms and carried it out of the reception area, while guests shouted their goodbyes, and wishes that he have the best of luck finding another bride as good as this one. Although it wasn't part of the arrangements she was responsible for, Linda knew he was taking it to be parted out and the head preserved (a popular choice for snuff weddings). She wouldn't be surprised if he was going to have a little fun with the body first, but that varied by individual taste.

After he departed, the guests spread out across the reception area. By this time, the food had been served, and, in her opinion, the roast girls looked fantastic. She quickly set to grab a serving.

"Too bad the lucky man won't be able to have it fresh. I really think more should just take pickup. I know It's a really emotional moment carrying the bride's body acroos the threshold, and you need to preserve the head immediately, but the wedding dinner is also important. And this isn't a normal snuff wedding, this is girlmeat. Oh well, he'll at least he'll be back."

Linda was enjoying the meal when she saw a couple approach. One an imposing thirty-something woman in a formal suit, and the other a contrastingly meek woman in an evening gown and jeweled collar. 

"You're the wedding planner, Linda? I'm Alex." The rugged woman introduced herself and offered a handshake, which Linda accepted. 

"Pleased to meet you. I hope you're enjoying my work." 

"I really am. Actually, that's why I wanted to talk to you. Do you do vow renewal ceremonies?"

"Obviously, that's never come up for any of my clients!" Linda laughed. "But I would be willing. You're interested in celebrating a successful marriage?"

"In a way, yes. I love my slave wife here, but I'm looking to be free to broaden my horizons, maybe try something new. Since I've always been fascinated by snuff, I thought it would be poignant to first try something new with her in a meaningful way by snuffing her, and then move on. Doing it at a ceremony like this would make her very happy I'm sure." She explained.

"I think I can do that. Here's my card, call me back soon." Linda offered her business card. The woman gratefully accepted. Her slave gave a polite smile and bow as the left.

"Looks like business is on the rise." 

Linda felt very pleased with herself. It had been quite a day.

-End