UPDATE 21/10/21

Carefully, Skye scanned the audience for a suitable “volunteer” – it had to be someone who looked as if they had something of a cruel streak otherwise the performance was unlikely to be especially interesting. On the other hand, Dinah was her best friend and she didn’t want to leave her final minutes of life in the hands of a total sadist, even if her friend was quite the pain-slut! Hey eyes fell upon what looked to be the perfect candidate. A group of three young women in their early twenties had been giggling together as they watched the executions and had not seemed to show any of the pity or discomfort that some of the other audience-members had exhibited as they watched the young people experience their painful deaths. The tallest of the group had dyed scarlet hair, dark makeup to rival Skye’s own and an intricate tattoo the full length of her right arm and coiling up onto her neck. She looked to the twelve year old like someone who perfectly understood the divine balance of pleasure and pain.

“You!” Skye pointed with her cleaned and re-coiled whip. “Yes, you!” she confirmed as the girl looked up with a questioning hand on her chest. “Come forward!” The pretty goth did as she was told and Skye ushered her towards the control panel, cracking her whip for effect. The two guards were fitting syringes into Dinah’s outstretched arms, two on one side and one on the other. The clear tubes ran from them into the cabinet behind. As one of the guards pressed an unseen switch on cabinet, coloured liquid filled the tubes and the syringes, ready to be pumped into her veins. Into the two on the condemned girl’s left arm ran yellow and green liquid while into her right arm, a bright red solution was poised to be injected.

“Before you are two controls.” explained Skye, speaking to her selected executioner but angling herself and speaking loud enough for the audience to hear just as well. “The fader increases the dose of the chemical which will actually cause the prisoner’s death. It has only a mild toxic effect so a large amount is required to kill her. The further you push the fader up, the more will be administered, make sense?” The young woman nodded. “Okay! Now the more interesting part. The substances on her left arm will be administered at the same pace as the lethal but are a lot more fun. Right now, as you’ll see,” she indicated the large dial, “they are perfectly balanced to provide numbness. If you were to push the slider all the way up now, the prisoner would die in less than a minute and feel nothing while she did so, but where would the fun in that be?” She turned and gave an over-the-top wink to her audience.

“If you turn it to the left, more of the yellow drug will be administered, triggering orgasmic euphoria. Turn it to the right and the green drug with cause excruciating pain. The further you turn it, the greater the dose of either in the mix. All the way to the left and she will float out of this world on a cloud of pleasure, all the way to the right and she will pray with every second that remains for the death which will be her only release from the pain. Switch quickly between the two and, well,” she grinned and gave a more subtle wink to her “volunteer”, “I am sure you understand how a mix of pleasure and pain makes each so much more intense?”

“Oh yes!” agreed the young woman with a sly smile.

“Excellent!” Skye nodded. “Everything is primed. The execution begins when you move the slider. Ready?” The executioner nodded. “Then,” Skye cracked her whip again, “begin the execution!” Licking her lips as she looks at the equally excited restrained girl in front of her, the goth girl pushed the slider up just a few centimetres with her right hand and placed her left on the dial.

To be continued...