"Processing"
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They were all pressed one against the other, a tangle of bodies fucking and moaning.


Sarah, however, squeezed between the glass and a man nailing her from behind, didn't care. Her eyes were fixed on the conveyor belt below, carrying fresh sausages, her ears savored the increasing noise of machinery as they all drifted towards the meat grinder.


Just thinking about what was going to happen to all those bodies sent a shiver along her body. As they fell faster and faster, the mechanical noise became ear shattering. As she saw the blades she had her last, mind shaking orgasm, then nothing.