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kynk99

Group General • Dec 23rd 2022

Last summer I had one of those vivid sexual dreams; a dream that seemed so real I could feel it, hear it, smell it, and taste it. It followed one of my fantasies, but was so 'real' that I woke up in the middle of a cramping orgasm and slick with sweat. It has haunted be ever since.

In real life I know two sisters who insist they are witches and can cast spells and conjure demons. In my dream ...

I become aware that I am in a cellar, my wrists and elbows tied tight behind my back. I am sitting on the end of a wooden bench being held by M, who has wrapped her legs around me and is holding my thighs wide open with her heels. Her arms are around my chest, pushing my boobs up and is twirling and pinching my nipples. My belly is bloated with warm water and I'm sitting on a large inflatable buttplug holding it in. It's all making me incredibly horny.

M's sister L is sliding a large galvanized pail under the end of the bench and when I look down I see that she's positioned it under my bloated belly. I feel shiverbumps dance up my sides when I realize why it's there.

"What is happening?" I whimper.

L smiles and strokes my cheek, "You know what it is, T."

"It's your gut bucket." M whispers in my ear as L lowers down to her knees between my open thighs.

"Please, no. I'm not ready for this." I gasp.

"Yes you are." L says and I see she's holding a human sized guthook knife in her hand.

As horny as I am, I begin to cry softly.

"Shh." M soothes me by whispering in my ear, "Just let it happen, T."

"Why?" I cry out.

"There's a little girl with leukemia in the village." M whispers as she slides one hand down my belly to my crotch and masturbates me, "She needs a sacrifice to save her."

"We promise you'll cum, T." L says lifting the guthook to my right hip, "You're going to die cumming, just like in your stories."

"Oh god."

"Let the pain flow through you." M whispers, her breath warm and wet in my ear, "Let the ecstasy take you."

Then M pushes her belly against me and pulls back on my chest, arching my back. I feel the pressure in the soft place just inside the right wing of my pelvis and cry out. Then comes the sharp bite and the feeling of cold steel penetrating through the skin, fat, and muscles there.

"Ready?" L asks and I can hear the delight in her voice. But before I can answer I feel the swift and sharp burn across the underside of my belly, a long cut following my bikini line across to the other hip. I grunt as he guthook is pulled loose and I feel my belly yawn open. My water-bloated intestines gush out through the wide cut to slop and plop into the gut bucket. The sudden release of the weight I'd carried inside me since childhood is a strangely erotic sensation and I feel a sexual pull inside my sex. As the fluids in my stomach rise up my gullet , L snakes her hand through the loops of intestines still hanging from my open belly, reaching deep inside me. I feel her fingers encircle my cunt and grip it, grinding her thumb on my g-spot and a powerful orgasm sends shockwaves through my body.

I am shuddering hard, my cunt and clit throbbing, my stomach convulsing as I cum and vomit down my chest.

"Let it all out, T." M whispers, "Let it take you to the Summerlands. Just let it happen, baby."

"Feels good, doesn't it, T?" L laughs.

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Last summer I had one of those vivid sexual dreams; a dream that seemed so real I could feel it, hear it, smell it, and taste it.  It followed one of my fantasies, but was so 'real' that I woke up in the middle of a cramping orgasm and slick with sweat.  It has haunted be ever since.

In real life I know two sisters who insist they are witches and can cast spells and conjure demons.  In my dream ...

I become aware that I am in a cellar, my wrists and elbows tied tight behind my back.  I am sitting on the end of a wooden bench being held by M, who has wrapped her legs around me and is holding my thighs wide open with her heels.  Her arms are around my chest, pushing my boobs up and is twirling and pinching my nipples.  My belly is bloated with warm water and I'm sitting on a large inflatable buttplug holding it in.  It's all making me incredibly horny.

M's sister L is sliding a large galvanized pail under the end of the bench and when I look down I see that she's positioned it under my bloated belly.  I feel shiverbumps dance up my sides when I realize why it's there.

"What is happening?" I whimper.

L smiles and strokes my cheek, "You know what it is, T."

"It's your gut bucket." M whispers in my ear as L lowers down to her knees between my open thighs.

"Please, no.  I'm not ready for this." I gasp.

"Yes you are." L says and I see she's holding a human sized guthook knife in her hand.

As horny as I am, I begin to cry softly.

"Shh." M soothes me by whispering in my ear, "Just let it happen, T."

"Why?" I cry out.

"There's a little girl with leukemia in the village." M whispers as she slides one hand down my belly to my crotch and masturbates me,   "She needs a sacrifice to save her."

"We promise you'll cum, T." L says lifting the guthook to my right hip, "You're going to die cumming, just like in your stories."

"Oh god."

"Let the pain flow through you." M whispers, her breath warm and wet in my ear, "Let the ecstasy take you."

Then M pushes her belly against me and pulls back on my chest, arching my back.  I feel the pressure in the soft place just inside the right wing of my pelvis and cry out.  Then comes the sharp bite and the feeling of cold steel penetrating through the skin, fat, and muscles there.

"Ready?" L asks and I can hear the delight in her voice.  But before I can answer I feel the swift and sharp burn across the underside of my belly, a long cut following my bikini line across to the other hip.  I grunt as he guthook is pulled loose and I feel my  belly yawn open.  My water-bloated intestines gush out through the wide cut to slop and plop into the gut bucket.  The sudden release of the weight I'd carried inside me since childhood is a strangely erotic sensation and I feel a sexual pull inside my sex.  As the fluids in my stomach rise up my gullet , L snakes her hand through the loops of intestines still hanging from my open belly, reaching deep inside me.  I feel her fingers encircle my cunt and grip it, grinding her thumb on my g-spot and a powerful orgasm sends shockwaves through my body.

I am shuddering hard, my cunt and clit throbbing, my stomach convulsing as I cum and vomit down my chest.

"Let it all out, T." M whispers, "Let it take you to the Summerlands.  Just let it happen, baby."

"Feels good, doesn't it, T?" L laughs.
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