This was good.

D) Raise you hand and ask if you can get cleaned, the smell of piss is getting you dizzy


However, the hunger was displaced by an acrid smell which overpowered you. The smell was like piss and it was making you dizzy. Soon enough, the "food" wasn't as bad as the smell.

You looked towards the exit door and saw a guard there, so you raised your hard and moving it. The guard caught your signal and went walking towards you. Something in the way he was walking worried you, but you shrugged it off.

When he was at your training table you spoke "Can I get cleaned? This smell is making me dizzy". The guard took his radio out and presses a button while speaking through it.
"Err... Yeah, a slut is asking if she can skip lunchtime to clean herself... She smells like piss". You could not hear what the other person was talking because the guard had an earpiece.

You kept looking him confused when he said "Ok, I'll do it" and he took a small whip from his back pocket, swinging it at your left breast. You avoided the whip just barely, but he didn't like that and swung again, this time hitting your nipple as you tried to dodge it again. You screamed in pain and confusion, as you only made a question. Tears started to form on your eyes and the guard said "The council told me that every slave has no right to speak, that is why I whipped you. It is my first day too."

He went to his original spot, looking menacing. The other girl who you spoke to said "That is right, we have no rights here, we're just objects, and it will be better if you just assume that"

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A) Try to eat and then go to your next class

A) Try to eat and then go to your next class

You were hungry as your daddy took you without breakfast and your stomach was gurgling.

You reunited all your efforts, took the spook and dipped it into the pinkish mix, taking a spoonful of it.
Instictively you moved it to your mouth only to stop just an inch away, it smelled like strawberries but what the girl said to you worried you.

You thougth "Just don't taste it", opened your mouth and guided the spoon to enter your mouth, twirling your tongue on the spoon to grab the mix and then you swallowed. You kept doing that as all you could taste was a faint strawberry flavor.

You got confident on the thing and you said " I should taste it even more" so the next spoon you used your tongue to taste the mix...

Bad idea, that strawberry flavor was soon overpowered by saltyness, acidness and a horrible overall taste. That time is when you knew that, in fact, the mix had semen, vomit and shit in it. You wanted to puke there from the horrible taste that was invading your mouth and throat.


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C

This looks really good.
Does no one know what this is from?

https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=58913343
http://comic-walker.com/viewer/?tw=2&dlcl=ja&cid=KDCW_FS01000039010001_68

Thank you, looking forward to more Kago please

Nice. Could you possibly finish the translation of Paranoia Street next?

does anyone have mirror? (since Nyaa is gone -_-)

Now available at Bakabt.

Released in Spanish through this publishing house:

https://www.ecccomics.com/comics/fetus-collection-3252.aspx

Good stuff, good house, I bought it the other day.

Tatoe Hai ni Natte mo v01
https://akibento.com/blog/2017/04/26/though-may-burn-ash/

>>8542
Splyf is the auther i think.
His stories are on bdsmlibrary.com(currently down) and dolcettgirls.com forum(need to make an account).
Dolcettgirls.com has a stickied thread for authers.
Hope this helps

>>8544
Pickup by splyf

>>8544
Bdsmlibrary's up now

Here http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/story.php?storyid=4030

Equal Justice

(Part 1)



Introduction



In the year 2003, the Electric Chair had returned, favored by the majority of Americans, as the primary means to carry out the Death Penalty. The application of the new swift criminal justice system code with the immediate public execution by electrocution in that heavy oak chair of shame had a powerful deterrent effect on society. After 200 executions in the first year alone (150 men and 50 women) the capital crime rate dropped off dramatically. Assaults, robbery, break-ins and crimes of all sorts especially gun violence by youths fell by nearly an unbelievable 70%. Edited video taped versions of actual executions were shown to senior high school groups to scare the kids straight. The impact on the audience was electric. The young boys and girls would squirm in their seats watching a young man or woman getting strapped into the chair but they would not be shown the actual electrocution unless they were 18 years of age or older. The school principal would just describe the censored parts to the audience.



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(Part 2)



By Doc Rob



Clyde is Prepared for Electrocution



The guard escort stopped at the end of the corridor and they turned to enter the prep room before the large green door. The sexy nurse in the short skirt followed the precession into the room. She was going to play a key role in getting Clyde ready for the electric chair. She was the traveling executioner's helper whose job was to get the condemned ready for execution. Her shapely legs were bare and suntanned and her tight short mini dress accentuated her large firm breasts. Her long wavy hair framed a pretty face and along with her knockout body, would arouse any man and even many women. But that was her purpose in the execution preparation room. For the time being, she walked to the side of the room and just watched the proceedings.

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(Part 3)



By Doc Rob





Bonnie is Prepared for Electrocution



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(Part 4)



By Doc Rob





Bonnie's Erotic Execution in the Electric Chair



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Has anyone seen "Secret Justice"?Or can someone re-wirite "Secret Justice"?

Well, welcome to post other erotic electrocution stories!!

Very nice story. The snuff itself was a bit of a let down, but the story is solid. I need to learn more words to write better stories myself.

Hey! It's nice to see this one close to the top again. Thanks for the comments too!

Any place to see your writing now that they're off asstr?

I missed this on first pass. Glad it got bumped!

>>10867
Sorry, it was the only place. They should be back next month, they are having server problems and new sites, like mine, disappeared!

Even though the idea sounds great, the first point in their rules is no guro :/

Theres guro stories already

Just do it

I do not see any rules against guro it just has to be erotic and not plain violence. But who knows what will come in their minds.

chyoa.com/story/Taking-Emma-Watson.5838 can someone write fataility endings maybe a bullet to the head while fucking to this story and then post back here again. thx

>>9273
link to artist?

whoops, almost forgot here you go http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=48453376

Love this story so much BZT! <3 you rock ^_^

Yes of course there are plenty of tutorials how to do blood and other gore just do goggle search.
but there is no such thing as "blood and gore textures" since that stuff is too complex for just slapping simple texture, as it has to follow rules of physic and fit the context to look adequate

you can find various blood smears and splashes, but they are mostly useless for applying to human body

"Any last words, infidel whores?" the village monarch asked. The line of naked elven girls erupted into terrified pleading, but the one at the first noose remained silent. Though the crowd cheered, the monarch saw this unfitting. He brought his riding crop down on the black-haired girl's bare ass, drawing a grunt of pain. "What say you, slut?" he demanded.

The girl looked at him, a tear running down her cheek. "Please," she implored, "don't do this. I beg of you." The monarch grinned nastily and spat on her. "Soldier!" He called the young man by the lever. "Send these witches to Hell!"

The despaired screams of the girls became choked and strangled as the nooses closed around their necks. The crowd roared as they watched the accused foreign sorceresses thrash and kick for their lives. Still, the girl at the front remained composed, though her tied hands shook. Then, she disappeared.

The crowd went quiet. Even a few girls ceased their struggling, eyes bulging at the wisp of smoke that had been their elven sister. A shriek of pain broke the silence. The village monarch stared at the massive, cracking claw of mana run through his chest, the black-haired girl behind him, her face dark with both resignation and anger. She tossed his gored body into the crowd, then threw a dagger of light through the air, cleanly cutting the ropes of her periled sisters, who fell crying and gasping for air.

The villagers screamed and ran, but none escaped the sorceress and her sisters. Casting aside their crippling compassion, they razed the crowd, slashing their heads off, engulfing them in flame, making their hearts burst inside their chests. They left the town a burning husk, littered with bodies so brutalized they could hardly be called human.

Hannah, like so many other girls, entered Mr. Dorris and stripped to her birthday suit. The busty ebony closed her eyes and bent over the teacher's desk, expecting to feel a cock in one of her holes. Then she felt a bullet going up her ass; she collapsed to the floor in agony, with blood seeping out of her asshole. Before she could scream or yell for help, Dorris pressed the gun against the back of her skull and ended her misery.

He grabbed his camera and started taking pictures when suddenly the door opens and latina girl walked in, clutching a bunch of books in her arms.

The girl was already making her way to the nearest desk before realizing she got the wrong room. "Sorry... I..." She started to say before she noticed the black girl's naked corpse.

She started to screen, but before the sound could escape her mouth Mr. Dorris shot her three times in the throat. She collapsed to the floor clutching at her bleeding neck and in agony; attempts to scream turned into gurgling sounds as she regurgitated blood.

"Guess Hannah forgot to lock the damned door, the stupid whore." He groaned as he walked over to shut and lock the door.

Mr. Dorris turned his attention to the girl. A combination of whimpering and gurgling sound, along with blood, came out of her mouth when the teacher started ripping off her uniform.

"It's going to be alright. I will stop your suffering once you're in your birthday suit."

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Very good stories, I seem to share most of your kinks.
Here's something that was floating around in my head:

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'Care free. Affordable. Fun.' a sign over a door read.
Max closed the door behind him and was now staring at a screen: 'Insert $100 into the slot to your right in order to select your Target Bunny. Each additional Bunny costs $25.'

Max complied, pressed a few buttons and the door to his left opened to a shooting range.

3 very attractive and skimpily clad women were behind a counter, behind them a wall riddled with bullets.

"You there, redhead in pink lingerie, come over and suck me. The other two, make out."


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The fearful girl's arms stretched out, tied to columns, and her long blond braids stretched out, nailed to the wall. Her simple dress bared her shoulders, as well as generous cleavage. She closed her eyes as a drunken raider threw a small axe at her, lodging it in the wall and severing a braid, and let out a scream. They cheered.

An even more drunk raider pushed him aside and threw another axe, which hit the wall with its blunt side and landed at the girl's feet. While being laughed at, he stumbled forward and picked it up. He slowly stood up with his face kept close to the girl, then sniffed at her shoulder. She pulled herself as far away from him as she could, which wasn't much.

"LATER! We said later!"

As another raider took aim from far across the hall, he quickly moved aside. He threw the axe, but missed completely, sending it through the door just as the chieftain entered, bouncing it off his armor. He furiously drew his sword and came towards the man, who fell to the ground in submission.

"You are now my slave! Unless you want to fight for it?!"

"No master, I am your slave."

He looked around.

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12 year old Stacy was very excited to see the meat factory on her school field trip. After all, that's where her sister Zoe was taken. And on her sweet 16th birthday as well.

While the other girls in her class were sick at what they saw, Stacy just grinned. She watched as Zoe had her arms tied behind her back. hung upside down with hooks in her feet.

She giggled as Zoe screamed behind the gag that had been stuffed in her mouth. She laughed as the knife was plunged into her sister, gutting her, the blood pouring out, and the organs ripped out quite easily. Stacy hummed happy birthday as she watched her sister's eyes roll to the back of her head as she bled to death.

"Normally, we wouldn't do something like this." the tour guide said. "We usually give the ladies a more gentle death. However, this one sent in an application telling us how she wanted to be processed on her birthday, and in the most painful way possible."

Or, at least, that's what Stacy wrote out FOR her sister on that application.

>>5165

Well, in my grave robbing fantasies, the dead girl would have to be fresh and intact in order for her to be appealing to me. Also, I fantasize about a dead girl being in a pretty dress of various types and putting her in a body bag before taking her home with me and after injecting her with an anti-decomposition chemical, make her into my love doll to cherish and love forever.

With Anime and manga characters who've died, I fantasize about digging up their bodies from their graves and making them into love dolls to love too.

Also, I've got similar Grave robbing fantasies that involve dead lolis and shotas. In my fantasies, I can't bear to see a beautiful child, teen girl or woman rot away in the ground so I work to save their bodies from such a terrible fate and preserve them forever.

>>5513
>the penalty would be harsh
that probably depends on where you live. I just checked and in my country grave robbing/necrophilia would be prosecuted as "disturbance of the dead" and the MAXIMUM penalty is 3 months. A first time offender would most likely get off with probation and some mandatory therapy.

your other points are valid though.

>>5541
Holy fuck where do you live? I'm not even into necrophilia and that makes me rethink things.

I'm willing to offer my wife. She's not even dead and damned if I can tell the difference in the bedroom.

>>5513
That's why I'd prefer to fuck someone immediately after killing them, when their body is just lukewarm and their skin is still soft, before rigor mortis sets in (Iess than 4 hours after death). One of my most persistent fantasies is smothering my daughter to death in bed with a pillow and sleeping with her body, cuddling her, kissing her, caressing her, talking to her. A real draw is the fact that even after death she'd still feel so human, being alive just minutes earlier, waiting for a goodnight kiss from daddy with not a worry in her mind. Not that I'd actually do it, but damn I wish I could.