The experienced man inserted a finger into her dripping wet little pussy, which was swollen both from arousal and from the wounds, leaving her previously light pink flesh bright red. Chloe gasped as he caressed her tenderly, hugging his strong chest, clothes wet from her tears. It was only a matter of seconds before she cried out in orgasmic pleasure, and the crowd cheered with her.

Mr. Meat held Chloe in his warm embrace while she rode on the waves of pleasure from her orgasm, softly stroking her neck which was one of the few areas on her body that had been spared from the whip. Eventually it was time to move on to the next and final step of the process. It was time to convert the girl, beaming with the energy of youth, into chunks of lifeless meat.

"Do you still want to do it like you requested?" Mr. Meat asked her.

"Hell yeah," Chloe answered, still panting.

The man put the girl down and took her hand, leading her towards a metal frame that had been erected next to the guillotine which was still dripping with Rebecka's blood. A couple of workers took over and chained her feet to the bottom of the frame. They bound her hands behind her and put a metal arm attached to the frame against her back, so that is pushed Chloe's taught and tiger-striped stomach forward.

The girls all followed the procedure with curiosity. Despite being very interested in the various execution and slaughtering methods used in the production of girl meat, neither of them had seen anything quite like this. They all understood what was going to happen soon after though, when a noose was put around the young girl's neck and what was obviously a butcher stepped in front of her, wielding a big, shiny knife.

"What on earth are they going to do to her?" Naomi asked in between licking Grace's juices from her fingers. She adored how her lover tasted, and for a moment felt a little disappointed that she wouldn't be able to taste her cooked. At the time she didn't know that she was only half right about the matter.

"I think they're going to hang her while she's gutted alive!" Katie erupted, pointing towards the top of the frame where the rope was secured to an electrical mechanism that would tighten it once activated.

"Oh my god, that's so hot!" Anna exclaimed with one hand on her clit and the other caressing her light brown nipple.

Chloe felt aroused too, being handled by the two handsome men securing her to the frame. Every now and then they would touch her skin which would sting intensely, but it only made young Chloe even hornier. After a short while everything was in order and Mr. Meat spoke.

"Is there anything you would like to say before we begin, Chloe?"

"Can we just start already?" she said impatiently to the amusement of the audience and the other 'kitties'. They had never seen this side of her, since Chloe was normally very polite and a little reserved. With death only minutes away however, she didn't have time for any formalities.

"Alright then, as you wish. Butcher, please begin."

The butcher activated the mechanism by the press of a button on the side of the steel frame. The device came to life and started tightening the rope, pulling the girl upwards until her whole weight was supported only by her neck. Her windpipe was forced shut and her face started to turn red, but Chloe refused to struggle in order to last as long as possible. The butcher had promised her beforehand that he had a little surprise for her at the end, but to last that long she had to save as much energy as she could.

When the noose had been sufficiently tightened and the mechanism came to a halt, the butcher plunged his knife into Chloe's belly and cut downwards from her sternum to her pubic mound. The two sides of the wound parted to reveal her inner organs, which began spilling out on their own. Working quickly, the butcher grabbed the slimy mess and cut it out of her, sorting the edible and inedible parts into separate plastic tubs on the floor below. The discarding of her organs slightly lowered Chloe's weight and for just a second the pressure on her throat eased enough for the dying girl to inhale a small whiff of air before the mechanism tightened even more and restricted her access to air once again.

Chloe had kept remarkably calm with only the occasional involuntary twitch as her body reacted to the trauma, but it became increasingly clear as time passed that she wasn't going to last for much longer. The involuntarily twitching of her oxygen starved body were getting weaker, her face was bright red on the verge of turning purple, her eyes bulged and her tongue was swelling up. The butcher knew it was time for the finale. He put his knife down on the table next to him and pulled back the girl's clitoral hood with one hand, and used the index finger of the other to gently but quickly rub her most sensitive spot. A sense of peace fell on the girl for a moment as she closed her eyes and concentrated on what the man was doing to her.

Chloe shook from the orgasm soon after, buckling against her restraints. If she'd been able to use her voice she would have cried out, but the rope only permitted a weak gurgle to escape her crushed throat, only audible to the butcher. When she passed out from the lack of air a few moments later he grabbed her still desperately beating heart and cut it out of her chest. Chloe finally went completely limp, her eyes vacant and staring at nothing, a few droplets of saliva from her swollen mouth landing on her milky white breasts.

The butcher continued his work, cutting off Chloe's hands, feet and head before dividing the body into smaller cuts which went straight into the grinder to be transformed into juicy hamburger patties and girl sausages. Chloe's head was placed on a stake next to Rebecka, who still looked as blissful as she had during her final orgasmic moments.

"Wow, that was intense!" Katie exclaimed.

"Yeah, that's probably the hottest thing I've ever watched," Anna replied. "I wonder who's next!"

"I can't wait!" Grace said, playing with Naomi's nipple. Her heart was racing from the excitement of seeing her friend slaughtered, being pleasured by her girlfriend and knowing that her own preparation and death was going to take place very soon. Her heart rate increased even more when Mr. Meat picked up the microphone again to address the girls and the audience.

"Naomi and Grace, you're up!" he said, smiling to the two nymphos and gesturing at them to step forward.