Beth's Ultimate Fantasy
The following is the transcription of part of an interview I did with my friend
Beth. The interview was initiated because she was very much into the S&M scene
and I was interested to find out more about it. The following transcription is
the part of the interview where she describes her ultimate fantasy.
- describe your ultimate fantasy.
+ talk about creating a senario, honey.
* enjoy the impossible. fifth dimensional sex.
+ alright. i can do that. at least im not incriminating anyone.
+ okay. starts out theres a big kind of black cell like building. but its with
really high ceilings. ever been to the limelight in the city? something like
that but without all the stupid people. really high ceiling, but really
elaborate decorations--paintings by bosch and goya on the sides. giger if you
wanted to do it. shit like that.
+ then in the front of the room you have a huge altar. theres like steps
leading up on either side. and there are naked slaves, male and female, on
either side hung by neck chains from the wall.
+ lets see. youve got to have some kind of initiators. youve got people in
long black robes covering their face. and theyre at the back of the room. these
people take me up from some fucking cell ive been--no food. no water. no
shit--kept in some heap on the floor. and they bring me up on this chain. im
wearing--ive got to be wearing something just plain. what would i be wearing?
alright, just for the time being ive got a long black robe just covering me and
a collar, of course. and theyre leading me by a collar. and they lead me to the
altar. and lay me out there.
# are you fighting it or are you going willingly?
+ um. alright ill fight it. well ive been kind of drugged off this shit too.
so. but. let me fight it a little bit just to make things interesting. and i
get to the top of the room and they put me on this altar, and--
* whats it made out of?
+ whats it made out of?
* is it cold?
+ oh. really cold. really cold. and of course you have candle dripping over
it. of course candles. fucking gothic, i cant help it. but from the ceiling you
have all sorts of people in various stages of mutilation hanging. and theyve
obviously been ripped to pieces. their skin just torn off. they have fucking
shit going through their eyeballs. hands and bodies contorted in ways that are
just beyond human possibility. and theyre just like strung there. and you know
that these slaves are going to be the next ones to have it. and theyre just
waiting there and theyve been like used up. thats what theyre there for.
+ and so all of the sudden it gets really dark. the candles go out and the
people in the robes turn around and leave. and youre left there. and one by one
the slves get fucking killed. they just come to them--however way they want to
do it. they shove poles up, just fucking mutilate them. so theyre dead. and i
just watch them get strung up. and i know that the person whos doing this is
the person i have to go see. so the whole time i know it. like im waiting for
this. and the altar drops lower. it drops underground. it gets really really
dark. im in like a really dank room. its all black. theres like nothing to it.
and im just left there for a long period of time just to wait.
+ and this little serving guy comes in. and he takes off the black thing. and
puts leather all over. he puts on the leather equipment, as you have it. nipple
clamps. the whole deal. he has me like strung out there. and whatever he can
come up with. and then this guy comes in the room. and for some reason he
resembles glen danzig. just in that vicious kind of style. i like that evil
look. and youve got to have some kind of music playing. i dont know what it
would be. something heavy and disturbing. maybe some neubauten. i could do with
that.
* so what happens next?
+ so he comes in to the room. he doesnt say a word. im not allowed to say
anything either. ive been gagged and all that shit. probably--preferably with a
bondage mask. but. im not sure cause i want to be able to see him. maybe hed be
wearing the bondage mask.
# i think you should have a human body part in your mouth and a rag wrapped
around it.
+ thatd be cute. aah no. so he comes in. and hes got like a goblet with him--i
dont know why this gothic shit gets intermirsed with it, but i cant help it, i
like dramatics. and he comes in with this big goblet and its full of the blood
of the slaves, of course. and he gives it to me to drink, but he like takes it
back and goes like ha. and he drinks the whole thing. and then takes my arm and
slices it and lets my own blood drip into the cup. and he drinks the cup and he
gives me the second cup. and he makes me drink it. then he stands back and he
takes off what hes wearing. hes got like a leather harness on--i love guys with
harnesses--but beyond that then hes just wearing a regular pair of shorts,
cutoff shorts and like hiked up really tall boots with metal plates and shit.
and hes got gloves on too. really the gauntley kind of gloves. you know. those
things with the spikes. oh fuck. got to get that.
[phone interrupts]
# hold that thought.
* anyone want a donut.
[time passes. conversation on donuts.]
+ okay. theres a hook suspended from the ceiling. that comes into it later. so
i cant really do much at this point. which is the way its suppose to be. but i
am like struggling against the bonds.
- are you tied down?
+ yeah. im tied down. ive been tied to the altar ever since they brought me
there with--not handcuffs--just leather manacle kind of deals. but theyre
removable. they have rings on them so they can be attached to this shit.
+ so he comes in. hes got a long black thing over his neck and i dont know
what it is. and he slowly like unsheaths it and its a snake. a huge snake.
pretty long and pretty big. and so he brings it up to me and he takes my legs
and he spreads them apart, forcefully. he lets the snake go up me. im sitting
there alright, yeah great. and he sits there. he just lets it go for a while.
im just kind of like squirming around. and he just sits there and looks at me.
he kind of asks me if i like it or something in this really demonic way. its
like: enjoying yourself. and i cant say anything so i just squirm around.
+ at this point i have th blood drippng down my face from when i was drinking
that. so he lets the snake go for a while and he brings the hook down. and he
attaches the harness thing hes wearing onto me so that im hanging,
virtually--its supposed to end up on my back--i dont know how this is suppose
to be possible but this is my fantasy goddammit. so he hangs it onto my back
and i get tipped upside down. and takes--i dont know what happens to the
snake--he throws it away somewhere. so im upside down and hes got the same
thing my friend has. and its like the metal rod that keeps your legs apart. and
he has that set up. so im just hanging there. and theres a hole in the floor
next to the cot. and he drops me into the hole so its all black. and i cant see
anything. and im just like straddling there.
+ and he takes a vibrator or something and starts having fun with it. and then
he straddles me. hanging upside down. so hes just like right on top of me. and
has like full leverage. and it just becomes normal sex for a while. he can
enter me that way. he doesnt come--or he can come and still be hard. it doesnt
matter. as long as hes still hard. he moves himself and switches the hook on
the end and starts whipping me. i get whipped for a while. and it just kind of
continues like that with variations on a theme of sado-masochism until
basically--come lot. and thats basically the end. i dont know what happens to
me after that. i dont really go that far.