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>be Finana
>it's a girls night out with your besties Pomu and Elira
>they never told you where we were going
>in fact you're even blindfolded and gagged and in bondage
>oooh kinky! must be a bachelor's party wink wink
>the car stops. your blindfold taken off. yay cant wait to jerk off the lucky bach-
>it's a five star seafood restaurant
>Eh?? Nani?
>ask your girlfriends if we're in the right place
>Pomu and Elira are gone, theyre talking with a couple of men outside
>girls? what are you talking about?
>Pomu came back to the car to get her stuff
"Finana~! Me and Eli are going inside. Five months on the reservation waiting list better be worth it. Be a good girl and play nice with your new friends okay?"
>Pomu? what do you mean?
>the car door opens and the two men picks you up
>you see Eli waving at you as you are taken behind the restaurant
>you struggle and wriggle to get out of the men's grip but to no avail
>you cant even scream for help with the gag in your mouth
"Cant believe we get to serve a broad this fresh!" says one of them
>no no no no no what did he meant?!
>they brought you in, dumping you on top of a prep counter
>one by one they cut the bondage rope off of you and takes off your gag
>but before you could scream, a chef drives his elbow into your chest with brute force
>making you squelch in pain, coughing and gasping for air
>multiple sets of hands find their away all over your body
>removing your clothes, your crown, washing you with ice cold water
>you feel your ankles and wrists tied, you try to struggle your way out but met with another sucker punch to the belly
>tears swell as you cannot endure the process, you feel as if you lost everything you had
>as the pain fades, you realize that you are being carried elsewhere
>with a thud, you fall onto a tabletop
>opening your eyes, you see them. Pomu and Elira. sipping wine and taking photos of you
>this has got to be a prank right girls? girls?
>you start crying as the chefs pin you down, bruising your arms and legs
>you scream at the top of your lungs, but Pomu only laughs at your predicament
>a chef picks up his knife and grabs your right breast
>hot searing pain fills your body as the blade slowly cut its way through the base of your breast
>you scream harder as the pain intensifies
>adrenaline fills your bloodstream and the world around you crawls
>within seconds you feel your bladder emptying as you watch Elira clapping
>in one quick move the chef removes your breast and drops it onto a plate
>you watch as he takes a prep knife and cuts your breast into an open flower sashimi, with a pinch of salt and a squeeze of lemon on top
>Pomu picks up a slice of your tit sashimi and happily eats it
>her smile widens and she giggles in excitement, it tastes extremely good
"You've got to try this, Eli!" she says as she feeds Elira a slice
>blood and heme drips down from their lips, Elira quickly dabbles her lips with a napkin
>why? why are they doing this?
>before your thoughts are able to materialize, pain quickly gushes in your belly
>you look down to see a chef burying his knife in your tummy barely an inch in, driving down to your crotch
>another chef does the same sideways to your hips
>you could not scream anymore as your throat hurts from non stop sobbing
>looking down, you watch as the chefs cut open a window in your abdomen
>your organs revealed to the world
>quickly Elira snaps photos of your innards
"Geee, I didnt knew you had... guts." Elira laughs as she prods your colon
>you weakly stare into the ceiling, the chandelier floating above you, and black out
