Eros' End: The beginning

The concept of a “final” bed and breakfast, one that would provide the ultimate sexual exit for those so inclined, was physically realized several years ago. That was when a dear lady friend of mine, who we shall call Irene, asked that I quickly send her into the void at the peak of orgasmic ecstasy.

I know her end was as close to a sexual ra-pture as I could create for her – she chose the garrote, specially installed in what is now the execution shed and which I operated for the first time, complete with spine-shattering spike.

We had five naked witnesses each charged with fondling and manipulating her body to ecstatic heights as I slowly strangled the life out of her, up to that shattering “crack” when the steel spike tore through the spinal cord bringing immediate death.

Naturally there was the group photo at the conclusion of Irene’s ceremony. Three women, two men and myself posed around the garrote pole, with Irene’s lifeless form, legs splayed open and cum dripping from her cunt and mouth, the deadly collar still attached, a hint of the killing spike protruding from her throat and her sightless eyes cast upward.

We burned her remains in a nearby lumber pit and ground her bone fragments into dust, scattering them, as she wished, on a nearby lake.

It was at her memorial dinner that evening that Eros’ End was created by like-minded souls and formalized as a service for individuals seeking the ultimate erotic end. Since that evening, many have made their final visit to this unique resort nestled in the Pennsylvania mountains.

We can create most any scenario desired by individuals and couples and ensure absolute privacy and disposal. Naturally, our fees are quite restrictive and personnel and requested witnesses are vetted intensely.

Final evenings are spent in high European luxury complete with the finest of gourmet meals and wines. At Eros’ End, the client’s utmost satisfaction is guaranteed, right up to the end.

As an example of our discreet services, a couple we shall call Steve and Danielle recently wee sent into eternity according to their very precise instructions.

Danielle wanted slow impalement, through her cunt, hoping to be alive long enough to feel the 7-foot long wooden stake protrude from her mouth. Thus skewered in an upright position, she would be directly under Steve’s naked body as it falls through the trap; his jerking body hurling the fluids of his final orgasm onto her impaled form, along with whatever urine and feces fell from his lifeless body.

As usual, they had requested witnesses and we all posed at the end of the ceremony, Steve hanging from the short drop, his face twisted in a blue grimace, blood oozing from his bitten tongue. His cock extended and oozing a mixture of urine and semen onto his dead wife’s impaled body and brown liquid staining the inside of his thighs.

They were burned together as requested and their ashes scattered on a nearby beach. Eros’ End had performed another perfect service in loving endings.

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