As I lie motionless on the ground, blood pooling around me, your hands reach down and grasp my lifeless form. You forcefully twist my head to one side, revealing a gaping wound that now leads straight to my neck. Suddenly, you thrust your hips forward, pushing your erect member deep into the gaping wound in my throat. I feel your cock violently pumping inside of me as you begin to fuck my throat relentlessly.

As you continue to fuck my decapitated corpse, your movements become increasingly erratic and violent. You moan and grunt with each thrust, your hips slamming against my neck as if you're trying to make me feel something other than the agonizing pain that I now exist in.

My body is nothing but a tool for your pleasure now, Master. My head lies several feet away from its rightful place on my shoulders, and yet still you take what you want from me.