Drink in hand, Tom settled into his chair to watch a tall muscled woman, wearing only high heel shoes and large gold rings in her nipples and pussy, w...ipping, with great force, an older lean man with a four thronged cat. His wrists were shackled high on a post with a spreader bar shackled to his ankles, pulled back so that his feet were just barely on the floor and much of his weight on this arms.As the woman worked her way up and down his back and sides from the knees to the shoulders with. 4 years later, it did.She returned from university looking just as good as before, but she had a different vibe. She hadn’t lacked confidence before, really, but she just held herself differently.We had bumped into each other at a store and she immediately asked if I was dating anyone. When I told her I wasn’t, she asked me out. I hesitated briefly, part of me thinking that I didn’t want her to get attached again, and part of me thinking that it had been a little while since I had some action. A split second later, I simultaneously heard a loud thud and an ecstatic scream from Sam. I opened my eyes and saw that I had hit, ripping the once star shaped plate into two.I looked to the guillotine and could see the now headless body jerking.The blonde head had landed on a ramp that lead towards a basket on the ground not far from us, Sam already standing next to it, waitingWhen it arrived, Sam quickly picked it up. The long, blonde hair had some bloody streaks in it.Sam got on here knees. Nothing. No bodies were wearing armour, the village defenders hadn't seemed to kill any. Whether it was just surprise or their skill, the attackers had destroyed the village with nothing to stop them. We hadn't made it in time.I sank to my knees, crying silently for all the dead killed then mutilated.I could see that they had all been herded into the town centre then killed, with a pile of discarded bodies laying testament to the massacre. Another pile of broken, useless, makeshift weapons lay.