My First

Andy Betz


When I saw her, she was hanging up-side-down. The two straps that held her secure also baited her for the first man who discovered her in such a precarious position. The others with me told me it was for the best. I had no aspirations this was going to be for my best.


Her friend, who wasn’t so bound, took her previous encounter with all of the force the man behind her intended to deliver. I discovered later, this one lived life on the edge and a few bruises gave her the adrenaline rush she said she so needed. Include a trickle of blood from impacts and being smacked around and she was in Heaven.


My partner attended to her needs. He carries a few full-body bondage devices that deny movement. She was in no position to delay the inevitable. He is charming and always in control. This lady enjoyed his ministrations. Such is how he operates.


That left the bound one for me. I approached from her right to see how responsive she was prior to my performance. Her eye was dilated. Her skin remained warm to the touch. Whatever she had been through, I hope it was worth it. A young lady this attractive might be able to shake-off the stigma of being found in this compromising position.


Unfortunately, no.


The coroner’s report indicated the driver (mine with the full seat belt on) had her window down when hit from behind. The flip of her car onto the driver’s side erased the left side of her face and skull during the slide. The right side remained intact for a partial viewing during the funeral.


The passenger recovered and paid no heed to the young lady kind enough to offer a lift, but intoxicated enough to forfeit the remainder of her common sense that night.


The chief told me not to touch her until the coroner arrived. It would take two additional hours of watching all of her internal organs ooze from that cranial aperture. The speed of her internal dismemberment increased once the brain exited the cavity, but hung stationary for the flies and mosquitoes to finish their personal examination.


This was my first partial decap. I tasted my breakfast twice that morning.



Andy Betz has tutored and taught in excess of 30 years. He lives in 1974, has been married for 27 years, and collects occupations (the current tally is 100). His works are found everywhere a search engine operates.