Goddess Phyllis

Chapter 60 – Murder Most Foul

Joy was reaping the benefits of pleasing Arlene and PattyV as well as Goddess Phyllis. She was allowed to hang with them and talk to them, not as equals, of course, but as a person. After the last enema, the girls got to talking about murder. Goddess Phyllis related her experiences with big Ellie, the massive mountain of a woman who was, for a time, an enforcer to Goddess Phyllis. Ellie (not Goddess Phyllis’s mommy…that is Elly) was known to have bitten off thirty-seven cocks, and she had every one stuffed and in her collection to prove it. Goddess Phyllis witnessed all of these and watched about half of them bleed to death. The other half were cauterized and sent to the hospital.

“I think I’d like to kill someone by suffocating them with my fat ass,” said Joy. The girls laughed, but Rebecca was the first to say “Why don’t we do it?” Goddess Phyllis looked at Patty and Arlene and they were nodding affirmatively. Chemaine chimed in with “I wanna watch. I wanna watch.” Goddess Phyllis patted her on the head and assured her she would be there. “Now you have to go through with it, Joy,” said Goddess Phyllis. Joy had not really thought this through when she made her comment, but now she was locked into it. “How do we get the person? Should it be a man?” she asked. Goddess Phyllis spoke. “My mommy and Seka will get the guy. Yes, your first should be a man, and you can keep his cock as a souvenir.” “And she added, “We will do it tonight.”

Rebecca was on the phone with Elly explaining what her daughter wanted. Elly smiled and told them they would bring someone over within a couple of hours. She and Seka had gone out many times to procure men, and it did not take long. Men were fools and could be led in to anything. Elly and Seka headed out to the corner bar.

Inside the tavern were mostly men. It was an upscale place, not a dive like it used to be. Elly and Seka sat at a table and ordered beer with vodka on the rocks for each of them. They sized up the guys, looking for the one who would die tonight. “Seka, check out the guy at the end. He looks perfect,” said Elly. Seka looked. There was a nice looking well-dressed man who was somewhat loaded. And he was checking them out. Seka smiled at him and, with a movement of her finger, beckoned him over.

The man, to be called Dick for the purposes of this story, came over on shaky legs. Through the haze of booze, he could tell that these two were hot. Big and hot for one, and a knockout and hot for the other. He sat down and asked, “Can I by you a drink?”

Elly put her hand on his crotch and squeezed. She could feel dick’s dick growing in her hand. “We’re not here to have jerks like you buy us a drink. We can buy our own. We want a cock to fuck us. Are you too drunk for that?” Dick gulped. Luckily (he thought), he was not that drunk. “No, madam, I’m not to drunk.” Elly squeezed harder and Dick moaned a bit. “You will call us Mistress. I’m not a fuckin madam.” Seka smiled. “Meet us outside in ten minutes. I don’t want to be seen leaving with you. And don’t tell your pals where you’re going. I’ve got a reputation, and I’ve got friends, so I’ll know.” Dick nodded. “We’ve got a blue van parked right outside. You be there in ten. Understand?” Again, Dick nodded. Elly and Seka got up turned to leave but first Elly whispered in Dick’s ear, “Don’t forget to pay for our drinks.”

Seka opened the back door of the van, and Dick stepped inside. Elly was upon him immediately, throwing him down on a gurney and shackling his arms and legs to it. “What the fu...” was all he could manage before Elly stuck the ball gag in his mouth to shut him up. Seka injected him with a sedative to calm him, and Elly put a hood over his head so he could not see a thing.

Pulling into the garage of Goddess Phyllis’s palace, the van was met by Oz and Jessica. Oz unstrapped the drowsy man and carried him under her arm to the fun room. Inside the room were Goddess Phyllis, Rebecca, Chemaine, Joy, and now Elly, Seka, Jessica, and Oz with her “bundle.” She dropped the bundle on a cushioned table and ripped the right side of the bag. Oz handcuffed the man’s right arm and leg to the table, and repeated this on the other side. She took off the hood. It no longer mattered if he saw them. He would not be alive for much longer.

“What am I doing here?” Dick asked. Whack. Joy slapped him so hard that tears filled Dick’s eye. “Do not speak, and we’ll let you live,” lied Joy. They wanted him quiet without a gag or tape. This seemed to work as he shut up. Maybe it was also the fact that Joy was stroking his cock and he was getting very aroused, by her touch and also by how many women were watching. And some so young, too. Dick was quite hot, indeed. His cock stood straight up. Joy fastened a small leather band to the bottom of his shaft; they wanted the blood to stay there and keep him nice and hard.

All the girls sat back as Joy went to work. She licked the throbbing cock and gently stroked it. She kissed Dick very passionately and he responded. She rubbed his cheeks so gently as she looked into his eyes. “I want to sit on you face. Would you like that?” asked Joy. “Oh yes,” moaned Dick, not knowing what she meant. Joy looked to all of the girls and they were all so intent and smiling. She lowered the table to about knee level, turned so that she was facing his cock, and let her huge ass lay on Dick’s face. Joy reached back and spread her cheeks so that his nose and mouth were really covered. She sat hard. At first, nothing. Then realization set in. Dick tried to struggle, but he could not even manage that. He was too tightly bound. The more he tried to move his head, the more weight came upon him. He was suffocating. His world was getting dark. Everything smelled like shit. He took a hard suck in as his lungs were exploding and…not a drop of air to be found. Gone. He was dead.

Joy sat a moment longer and got off. Rebecca came over and checked for a pulse or any sign of breath. Nothing. “He is quite dead,” said Rebecca. All of the girls smiled and high fived and congratulated Joy. “Now,” said Goddess Phyllis, “Joy, take your prize.” Joy bent over the still hard cock, placed her teeth right above where the strap was, and bit. She bit as hard as she could and then began shaking her head at the same time. Biting even harder and pulling harder, the cock was starting to come away from the body. The blood was flowing as Joy finally succeeded in ripping the cock off of the dead man’s body. She turned it head down to preserve the blood and gave it to Rebecca, who cauterized the bottom so that this ornament could be preserved. Joy had suffocated a man with her huge ass. They had all watched and now they were exquisitely hot. A quick call to Babe to have a disposal until sent over, and then the orgasms would flow.

A joyful night.