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2021/06/30
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Jada wept uncontrollably as her execution method flashed up onto the screen.
SPITROAST
It wasn't fair... she had too much to live for. She'd only just made it to second base with her boyfriend. They were supposed to go up to the mountains this weekend in his car, and finally make love in that old log cabin his parents had out there.
The spit slowly spread apart her anus. She didn't know why, but at first... it kind of felt exciting, forbidden even. She never would have allowed her boyfriend to have anal sex with her, but she kind of liked this.
The pleasure faded fast, as the spit continued far beyond what was comfortable. Warm, sticky blood dripped from her asshole as the pole punctured her intestines. Her insides radiated pain that swelled up past her ribcage and into her esophagus.
it felt like she was trying to vomit, but instead, a shiny metal spike emerged from between her pert lips.
The machines conveyed Jada directly to the roasting pits, where they deposited her next to Rosalia and Daniela, who were squirming, impaled over the hot coals. Their skin was already beginning to turn a more golden shade of brown.
The heat was intense... just a moment over the glowing coals and Jada's eyes and mouth were completely dry and stinging.
She looked over to her classmates, who spasming desperately, locked in place by the impaling rods they'd been run through with. It was clear from their bulging eyes and strained moans that they were trying, and failing to scream with all their lungs.
Jada could feel the skin on her chest and belly burning already. Her nipples and pussy felt agonizingly dry.
She tried to kick and buck herself free, but it was a futile effort. All it did was shift her asshole along the spit a little, irritating her pucker more.
Her tears steamed as they ran down her cheeks and evaporated.
It was soo fucking hot, she couldn't stand it. Jada would do anything to just not be cooking over those coals anymore.
She had trouble maintaining her cconcentration now. and her body was convulsing on its own Blisters were forming on her reddened skin as it turned crispy.
It was getting increasingly difficult to see now that her eyes had started to broil in their sockets, but she looked over to the hazy outlines of Rosalia and Daniela.
Their spasms were getting weaker, and more erratic now. it was easy to tell that they were on their last legs, even for Jada's slowly overheating brain.
Rosalia bit it first. There was a muffled final squeal like a stuck pig, and then all her tows clenched tightly as she shuddered violently. her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and then she hung limp, twitching every once in a while. A stream of urine issued from between her legs. when it touched the coals, it steamed obviously then she was still.
Daniela followed soon after with a similar pattern, except her last convulsions were tiny, almost like shivers, as if she'd worn herself out with all her struggling. but when she pissed herself and ceased her struggles too, Jada knew her friends were dead.
Jada held out for a tiny while longer . Her world was suffering now. She no longer had the will to live, all she wanted was the sweet release of death.
Her muscles tightened and spasmed out of her control. She was completely blind now and most of her important organs had already shut down. Jada was pretty much braindead, and all that kept her going was a heart that keept jackhammering boiling blood around her cooked body.
She involuntarily squeezed out a short stream of piss that would have humiliated her if she had the capacity to feel anything but pain.
Then Jada died, and there were just three pieces of meat, slowly cooking to perfection over the roasting pits.
The roasts glistened as their skin tightened and bubbled into perfect brown crackling. Their flesh turned into juicy medium rare meat.
When their perfect roasts were removed from the fire, the spits slid cleanly out of their carcasses, showing only clear liquid dripping off them.
Each roast had been pre-purchased a year in advance, and so they were quickly packaged and shipped off to be carved and eaten by their respective rich purchasers.
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