【18G】绝望处刑 I—— 榨精炼狱 （3/3）Despair Execution I – Semen Extraction Hell (3/3)

上一章：https://shenshen.fanbox.cc/manage/posts/10027808 几周后的失踪名单上…… 这个小偷的头像历历在目…… 社会安全部的修女却因为他是个多次偷盗身背多项罪名的人而拒绝搜救。 “他这种人活在社会上也是浪费”，她们如是说到…… 而此刻一个暗网网站上，赫然推送着这个小偷头像的直播间。 在这里面，有一个像狗一样的生物被固定在处决刑具上。 它被称为“奴犬”，正在进行处决前最后的价值利用…… 只见它满身的束缚带，层层胶衣佩戴着感官剥夺设备将其全服武装。 下体上的玩具火力全开，毫不留情的榨取着这个生物的体液。 屏幕时不时的弹出销售订单，镜头也会随之聚焦在它的生殖器上。 即使被又粗又深的钢制马眼绑堵塞， 也塞不住也奴犬的激情喷射。 一次又一次，一次又一次…… 直到血水伴随着前列腺液止不住的向外流淌…… 它的精囊坏死了，再也流不出一滴精华。 “真是辛苦你了”一个蒙面修女的出现诉说着它的罪行。 它本是个失败的精奴，改造它花费了修女不小的金额。 因此，修女将要出售着它的一切来弥补她的损失。 精液，痛苦，甚至是生命…… 屏幕上数不尽的打赏，直播间里的人已经迫不及待的想看处这次处决。 为了全程让奴犬保持精神。 修女淫笑的走向奴犬，在其下体上添加了龟责杯。 在它又一阵挣扎和淫叫后， 启动它身上的催眠装置和处刑装置，黑色液体从它的头上喷涌而出。 这是一种易燃混合物，是汽油、石油的特制混合液，又烫又粘，凝固后比石膏还坚硬，并且其燃烧时的温度极低（并不会立刻烧死生物）…… 但是奴犬一动不动，催眠装置让其全身无力，全神贯注的感受着自己失去一切。 黑色液体很快覆盖了它的全身并且凝固…… “滴”修女关闭了催眠装置，在它的生殖器上点上了蜡烛。 ”那么处刑开始“ 修女宣读起了游戏规则。 蜡烛会持续燃烧直到点燃黑色液体，那么它将会被火刑处决。 但如果奴犬利用口器中的口液，在蜡烛烧到黑色液体前将其浇灭，那么……（点燃蜡烛） ”我会继续把蜡烛点上~” （关门）（上锁）（关灯）…… 毫无逃脱可能，毫无存活希望…… 更别指望一个没有感官的人去了解什么游戏规则。 挣扎？惨叫？ 蜡烛毫无悬念的点燃了它， 它从未想到它为了偷一件衣服付出这么大大代价，也未想到自己竟能创造这么多价值…… 录像和录音持续会直到它化为灰烬， 而它的绝望，会被永久的挂在暗网的某处，一遍又一遍的取悦着每一个到来的人…… Weeks later, on the missing persons list... The thief's face was listed, clear as day. Yet the nuns from the Social Security Department refused to launch a search and rescue. "Trash like him is just a waste of societal resources," they said. Meanwhile, on a dark web site, a live stream featuring that very thief's profile picture was prominently promoted. Inside, a dog-like creature was strapped to an execution contraption. It was called a "Slave Dog," being put to its final, ultimate use before execution. Bound head to toe, encased in multiple layers of latex and sensory deprivation equipment, it was fully armed for its fate. The toys on its lower body operated at full power, mercilessly draining its fluids. Sales orders popped up on the screen from time to time, and the camera would zoom in on its genitals accordingly. Even the thick, deep steel urethral plug couldn't contain the Slave Dog 's passionate eruptions. Again and again, and yet again... Until blood mingled with prostatic fluid, flowing uncontrollably... Its seminal vesicles had necrotized; not a drop of essence remained. "You've worked hard," said a masked nun who appeared, narrating its crimes. It had been a failed "sperm slave," and the nun had invested a significant sum in its modification. Therefore, she would sell everything it had left to recoup her losses. Semen, pain, even its very life... Countless donations flooded the screen; the audience was eager to witness the execution. To keep the Slave Dog fully conscious throughout, the nun smirked lewdly as she approached and attached a "glans torment cup" to its member. After another round of its struggles and lewd cries, she activated the hypnotic device and the execution apparatus. A black liquid gushed from its head. It was a flammable mixture—a special blend of gasoline and petroleum, hot and sticky, hardening stronger than plaster once solidified. When ignited, it burned at an unusually low temperature (ensuring the creature wouldn't die instantly)... But the Slave Dog remained motionless. The hypnotic device left it utterly limp, forcing its full attention on the sensation of losing everything. The black liquid quickly covered its entire body and solidified... Beep.The nun deactivated the hypnotic device and lit a candle placed on its genitals. "Let the execution begin." She proclaimed the rules of the "game." The candle would burn until it ignited the black liquid, leading to death by fire. But if the Slave Dog could use the saliva from the oral device in its mouth to extinguish the candle before the flame reached the coating... (She lights the candle) "...I'll just light it again~" (Door shuts) (Lock turns) (Lights go out)... No chance of escape, no hope of survival... Let alone expecting a sensory-deprived being to understand any rules. Struggles? Screams? The candle, as expected, ignited the coating. It never imagined that stealing a piece of clothing would cost so much, nor that it could generate such value... The recording—both video and audio—would continue until it was reduced to ashes. And its despair would be permanently hosted somewhere on the dark web, playing over and over again, pleasuring every visitor who chanced upon it...