Seeing Green

I can only blame my own twisted imagination for this little tale with @MagicalFirefly.

Sure, Jess and Carlie had grown up together.  Sure, they were cousins.  Sure, up until now, they were almost like sisters.

But, right now, Jess hated Carlie.  There was no question as why, Carlie stole Steve, Jess’s boyfriend.  Sure, they’d been broken up for a month before they started hanging out, but that was no excuse.

Jess knew she had to teach Carlie a lesson, one that would never be forgotten.  But what to do?  Carlie was running in different circles, now, but she still came when Jess called. What to do to her?  What to do to make sure she never did this again?

As she was looking through a website on ancient torture methods, the idea struck.  Jess would do it.

She called up Carlie after everything was set up, begging her to come over.  As she expected, Carlie knocked at the door a few minutes later. “What’s wrong Jess?”

Without so much as a hello, Jess placed a cloth with chloroform on it to knock her out.  It worked so well in the movies, and, sure enough, a moment later, Carlie was on the ground.  Jess had a few minutes to get everything ready, so she did.

When Carlie finally woke up, Jess had to grin.  She’d tied Carlie’s ankles to one end of her apartment and tied her arms above her head to the other.  Carlie lay, suspended, stretched out.  As she woke up, Carlie had a smile on her face. “Oh, Jess.  Can you make it a little tighter please?”

That gave Jess a start. Tighter? “Okay, if you insist.”

Giving one of the ropes a quick crank, Carlie grunted for a moment before grinning again. “Thanks Jess.”

That had Jess even more confused.  What’s going on?  She was torturing Carlie, but Carlie was enjoying it?

She moved on to stage two, pulling out a hacksaw.  Carlie’s smile widened. “You know what I’m going to do to you?”

Carlie would’ve shrugged if her shoulders hadn’t been bound. “No, but, please, do it.”

Jess moved towards Carlie’s feet, slipping off her shoes and watching her feet flex.  Without any warning, Jess placed the hacksaw on her ankle and started to saw into her.  Carlie should’ve been screaming in pain, begging her to stop.  She wanted that.  She needed that.

Instead, Carlie moaned in pleasure only once.  Jess looked at the cut ends, expecting a lot of sinew and blood and severed tendons, but all she saw was skin.  As she looked down at the severed foot, she had to wonder and get confused again. Carlie’s foot was still twitching, still flexing.  Shouldn’t that have stopped. “Okay then, your other foot.”

Carlie sounded like she was enjoying it. “Yes please.”

Jess repeated the procedure, cutting off the other foot and watching as it twitched and flexed, like it was still attached.  Carlie was smiling, laughing softly. “That was great, Jess.  What else do you have in mind?”

Jess looked at the feet, looked at her helpless victim and huffed.  Okay, so Steve might like this if he had a foot fetish, but how would he like it if Carlie had no hips, legs and everything in between to pleasure him with?

Jess looked at Carlie, hoping she could see the malice as she lifted Carlie’s shirt to bare her waist. She unceremoniously started sawing into Carlie’s midsection, causing Carlie to wince only once.  There should’ve been a fountain of blood, should’ve been screaming, but Carlie started moaning in ecstasy as Jess continued to attack her body with the hacksaw.  She stopped as Carlie’s moaning became more intense. “No, Jess, continue.”

Jess couldn’t figure this out.  As she kept sawing Carlie in half, Carlie kept acting like it was something fantastic. She knew she was sawing her victim in half because she could see the gap through Carlie’s body and see everything through her.  As she cut into Carlie’s spine, Carlie almost screamed in pleasure.

After a few moments, Carlie’s body, finally severed, fell into halves.  Free to do so, now, Carlie tried to loosen the ropes that weren’t pulling on her wrists anymore.  Carlie gasped, looking at Jess with a huge grin. “What’s this all about Jess?  You can tell me.”

Jess glared at Carlie. “You stole Steve.”

Carlie’s eyes rolled as she finally managed to free up her hands. “Jess, you broke his heart.  I didn’t steal him, you drove him away with all your nagging and posturing.  He couldn’t stand you.”

Jess lunged at Carlie in rage, threatening to slice her throat with the hacksaw before Carlie simply grinned.  Jess drove the hacksaw through Carlie’s throat, astounded that, again, her efforts produced no blood and Carlie seemed to be enjoying the experience. “Go on.”

Jess glared at her, hate filling her voice. “Very well.  Now you won’t have a voice to accuse with.”

Carlie laughed as Jess sawed through her neck, but she reached up and caught her head with her hands. “Jess, you need to get hold of yourself.  You can’t just go after me because I’m with the guy you’re in love with now.  Even so, you didn’t realize we have magic in our blood, did you?”

Jess glared at her again as Carlie continued to talk, even with a severed vocal cord. “Jess, this isn’t the way to do things.  You have to realize that.  Maybe you need to get professional help, I don’t know.  I’m not a therapist.”

This was true, both she and Carlie were 19. “Why’d he come to you?”

Carlie gave Jess a sympathetic look. “You know Steve and I had always been friends.  He just needed someone to talk to, someone to hear him out. It just kind of grew from there.”

Jess sighed.  Carlie had always been straight with her, always been honest. “But it felt good, me hacking you to pieces and pulling on you?”

Carlie would’ve nodded had her head been attached, but she smiled. “Oh yes.  The magic does run in our blood, after all.  Now, then.  Let’s see how this feels.”

Carlie placed her head back on her neck, gasping in pleasure for a moment. “Okay, intense.”

A moment later, after Carlie slipped her bottom half out of the restraints, now that her feet didn’t hold them on, she moved her halves together, grinning at the sensation. “Better than an orgasm.”

Carlie reached over and picked up her feet, placing them on the correct ankle, then retrieving her shoes before standing up, once again in one piece.  She had a wide-eyed look as she realized something. “Jess, I think you may have given me a couple extra inches in height.  Thank you.”

Jess wasn’t sure about it, but she had to know. “So, it feels good for us to be cut in half and stuff?”

Carlie grinned. “Here, let me show you.”