"Hey, nice tits!" the young man in the devil costume complimented Sophie. She was wearing a short apron tied around her waist and had nice sandals over her feet. "Can I squeeze'em?"

"Go right ahead Mister Devil, sir!" Sophie answered eagerly and leaned forward, lifting her tits as she did so. "Left has vanilla, right has chocolate."

That brought the devil up for a moment, his red hand on her breast. "What?"

"Oh, my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard," she jiggled her breasts some more. "You can drink from the tap if you want, or you can get yourself a cup for takeaway."

"I don't see a cup holder," he said as he gently pressed down on her tit until a black liquid began to ooze from it and a slight blush came to her cheeks.

"Cups?" Sophi asked. "Oh, those are in my pussy. All you have to do is reach in and grab one." The devil stopped and looked down at her bare sex. Then without waiting, he reached down and pushed his fingers into her, needing to reach a bit further than he expected up into her warm slot before his fingers found the tip of a paper cup which he pulled out of her. He looked at her face, and she was more than blushing now. He silently stood in front of her and knowing which one was chocolate, he placed his cup in front of her teat and squeezed hard.

"Ahhh!" The noise was pleasurable, erotic even as the devil pressed down on her to send out the chilled milk product into the cup. Once it was full, he let go and her breast showed no signs of being abused by him. "Ohh, do you like?"

"Could use something else," he said. "What else you got?"

Sophie rubbed her hands together and from the non-gap between them, sprinkles fell onto the ice cream. "Rainbow!" she said cheerfully!

He licked the cup in front of him. "It's tasty," he said. "I think I'll be back later to get from the source," he promised.

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Three women all lined up, their death and doom ready to befall them in short order. The crowds cheered them on, some hoping for them to escape, some hoping that they didn't. Some waiting their turn. Maceyy (and she insisted on the two y's) was on the left side of the row of three ladies. She wore a Harlequin costume that was currently open from top to bottom, the alternating red and black contrasting nicely with her skin. To her left was a woman in black leather and on the other end of the lineup was another woman who wore a few thin metal chains and come creative plastic jewlery

All three of them were being fucked publicly, all three riding on top of a guy who was doing their best to make them cum.

The reason was simple. Behind each woman was a spinning saw blade, and the game was clear. Orgasm, and the saw behind you would drop, swing and do mean and horrible things to you. Loser was the last one in one piece. And Maceyy didn't intend to lose. Her fuckbuddy lay under her, a man who was dressed as Death, but pulled up his robes at her request.

"Mmmmhm..." she moaned as she rolled her hips over him, enjoying the warm pressure he put on her. A total stranger, she didn't mind at all as he toyed with her breasts with his scythe. She grabbed it, feeling the sharp edge of it around her fingers.

"Maybe I should just hook this around your pretty neck and pull," Death suggested.

"Don't do it!" someone yelled out. "DO IT!" someone else said.

"No...." Maceyy replied. She wanted the proper end to this. She stared ahead at the saw aimed at her neck, the spinning blade aimed at her. "Fuck me harder!"

He obliged, slamming hard into her just as she replied with interest.

But she wasn't going to win first as beside her, the woman in the leather bodysuit threw back her head with a loud "YESS!" and her saw descended!

Her spinning saw was vertical and it bit into her between her breasts, a shower of blood as she was ruthlessly carved in two from her stomach to her head! Maceyy watched in horror as the woman fell apart even as the man under her continued to pump into her, her top half falling apart to both sides as the spinning saw settled down into a vertical stop in the morbid gap!

It was so hot that she came to her own orgasm in that moment. Her loins boiled with excitement and she moaned loudly as the saw descended for her, leaving the naked woman as the loser! The spinning saw ripped into her exposed chest, buzzing into her breasts and separating them top and bottom. It didn't stop there as it passed through her chest, tearing at her insides, the shock enough to rattle up and down her bones and into his bone between her legs. Then in passed through and Maceyy had trouble catching her breath as the saw swung behind her.

The cheering was immense as the saw swung back toward her. But this time, she knew through her confused fog of bliss, that the saw was higher. She had aimed it and requested that.

It bit into the back of her neck - painfully - and she wanted to scream in joy as her bones were sawn allowing her neck to be cut from the back forward, her moaning throat rendered quiet by the metal spinning through it. Her head was thrown to one side by the force of the spinning blade, and she didn't mind at all as she felt herself hit someone and be caught. Her mad grin at coming in second didn't stop when she was held up like a trophy and she could see her body still being fucked with Death between her legs and her upper body now in the hands of some very eager party-goers.

THIS WAS THE BEST!

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Frank slipped into a bedroom to take a breather. He closed the door behind him and took a breath, exhaling slowly. "That was intense," he said to himself as he checked his heart rate. Still thumping.

"What was?"

"Oh, man, watching that witch getting burned and her enjoying it." Frank explained as he realized he wasn't alone in the room. "Oh shit! Sorry! I...." He paused as he took in the contents and occupants of the room. A large bed that looked really inviting. A couple large cabinets along one wall that he didn't feel curious about. A large wooden chopping block at the foot of the bed with a bloody axe leaning up against it. On the bed were two beautiful naked women. "I'm not interrupting anything am I?"

"No! Not at all!" the woman on his right laughed. "I'm... you can call me Jenny. And this is Katie."

"Hi!" Katie waved. "She's my mom."

"Hey. Frank." He waved back. Jenny didn't look like a mom. Not really. But yeah, they looked alike. He could believe it.

"So Frank, Katie and I have a little wager going on, and we need the input of other people, which is where you come in." Jenny said calmly.

"Ah... OK?" Frank relaxed a little. "What did you need?"

"We have a difference of opinion," Katie said with a bright smile. "And the only way to resolve it is to ask the people who come in through that door!"

Frank made a 'go on with it' motion.

"Right!" Katie bounced up and down a little. "So, me. Young. Energetic. Willing to experiment. Mom? Total MILF. Experienced. Which would you prefer?"

He opened his mouth to reply when Jenny interjected. "Ah, what she didn't mention is that the one you choose is going to have sex with you." She patted the bed they were on. Hardcore, soft, top, bottom, it'll be done. The one you don't pick is going to have her head chopped off first."

"Sounds normal. What's the catch?"

"You're going to actually kill one of us!" Katie grinned. "That's not a magic axe! It'll actually, for real, go through our neck, no taksies-backsies, no magic to keep us alive."

"What she said," Jenny agreed. "The one you pick to die will actually die. Sure, the safety will kick in and we'll be resurrected in the front foyer like normal, but it won't be pleasant."

"Oh." Frank was OK with that. He had seen worse. And better. "So what if I say, cut your daughter's head off and then want to fuck her body?"

"I'm OK with that!" Katie agreed. "Right mom?"

"I can agree as long as you make love to the other woman as well. And no, killing both of us won't answer our question."

"What would the question be, anyways?"

"That's a secret!" Jenny smirked. "Want some time to think?"

Truth be told, Frank had already made up his mind. "Jenny, neck on the block please," he told the mother.

"Oooooh!" Katie watched as Jenny obligingly stood up and walked around the foot of the bed to place her neck down on the block. "Remember to swing as hard as you can. There's no magic cheating here to make the cut happen," she said.

"She's right," Jenny agreed from the block.

Frank hefted the large axe. It felt heavy and real to him in a way that he hadn't experienced before. "Thanks." He lifted the axe over his head and with a mighty yell, slammed it down onto Jenny's bare neck! Her head went flying, blood out the two halves of her neck. "Oh shit!" he yelled as he realized he had buried the axe into the block.

Jenny laughed as she watched that happen, then turned her attention to Frank. "So," she said as she played with her tits. "You gonna bang my mom's cooling corpse while I watch and get myself off, or you want me?"

"Definitely you," Frank replied.

* * *

After Frank had left, the door to the bedroom opened up and Jenny walked in to find Katie cleaning. She picked up her own head and walked over to one of the cabinets, which she opened up. Inside were a couple of rows of her head, each dead in various states of shock from their demise. "That's 12 for me, and 4 for you," she commented.

"Told you! Guys can't resist young and sexy," Katie taunted her. "We did agree, first to twenty, but I think I have this in the bag."

"Careful, I brought you into this world, I can take you out of it!" her mother taunted her back in good fun. "Was he any good?"

"About a five," Jenny shrugged her shoulders. "Told him that he couldn't come back to do me later, and he accepted that."

"Good. But I think our next participant is about to arrive." Katie closed the cabinet and sat down on the bed. "Ready?"

"Born ready!"