Short Story - Amber rides the table saw

Howdy guys & girls! Come along for a ride. Here's some more art thumbs. The complete works are posted at Garden of Anxiety for your viewing and rubbing pleasure.  I had an afternoon nap the other day and had this totally wicked dream. I was at a party with some friends when two guys - total strangers - start hitting on me. Then some chick comes along and starts yelling at one of the guys. Then I get turned off and go hit on some other dude. Some other stuff happens - this is the part I don't really remember. If I had to guess, I'd say I probably banged the guy, of course. But then it's a couple days later and I'm walking across a field when I hear some girl shout "There she is!" I see these two chicks running after me, so I take off like a bandit. One of the girls grabs my purse and starts wailing on me with it. The other one catches up and stuffs a rag in my face. Must've been doused with chloroform 'cause I go out like a light. When I come to, I'm in some dark basement strapped to a table spread-eagle. The bitches stole my clothes so I'm naked and it's cold so even though it's too dark to see I know my nipples are totally erect. I'm there for a long time thinking how I'd like to be able to reach my cunt 'cause I'd really like to rub off. Being naked and tied up does that to me all the time. After a long time the girls come downstairs and turn the lights on. Then I realize the girls are twins - they look alike but don't dress alike.  One's pretty fashionable, the other's pretty trashy.  I like 'em both. I get a little moist as they strut over to the table. The trashy one's got a big grin on. "Think you're pretty smart, huh? Got some curves and think you know what to do with 'em, huh?" At this point I don't have a clue what she's on about. "We heard a rumor that you've been slutting around with our boyfriends. The party the other night? Our friend Samantha told us all about it." Then I'm remembering stuff about the party.  "Those two guys?  Honey, they were hitting on me. You need to put them on a shorter leash. I went home with some other guy anyway." Trashy's still grinnin' when she gives me a slap across the face. I want to punch her nose in but of course I'm strapped down. "You've had it slut. We don't like whoring sluts playing with our boys." Fashionable pipes in with a well thought "Yeah, whore!" I'm almost laughing inside because they're totally over-reacting. "Listen, I didn't do anything," I say with a diplomatic tone. "Turn it on, Sis," Trashy says to Fashionable. "Let's ruin the slut with daddy's new diamond-tipped blade." "HUH?" Then I peer over my chest and between my tits to find what's got to be the biggest fucking circular saw in the world right between my legs, pointed right at me and just inches from my cunt. The bloody thing could easily shear me in half. "Oh jeezuz!" Then Fashionable flips a switch and the thing starts spinning and moving for me. Now my cunt's just pouring with slippery sex juice and I have an orgasm right there on the table just from the fear and panic. Only it's the biggest fuckin' orgasm I've ever had and just as I can feel the cool breeze of the murderous saw on my wet cooze, I pass out 'cause all the blood is rushing to my cunt. --- And then I wake up. I was sweating when I woke from that one. I wrote it down, sketched it out and just earlier today I finished a piece of art inspired by that little dream. It's me on the table saw just as Fashionable flips the switch with Trashy looking on. But I'm keeping that one just for Garden of Anxiety members, sorry. You'll have to join up to see it. Luv, your slave, Amber.

Posted: 5:04 PM, May 30, 2007 in New artwork

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