[The Thousand-Man Slayer]: The Jailer's Memoirs, Episode 11

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The brutal cannibalism of female prisoners is nothing compared to the
unspeakable horrors that occur in the deep, disgusting, filthy, terrifying, and perverse prisons, much like the grand mansions of the old society.
The prison environment is undoubtedly terrible; due to its extreme conditions, countless prisoners die daily
for various reasons—exhaustion, depression, illness, starvation, or torture
.
Just imagine the trouble and headaches it causes to deal with so many deaths .
For example, the other day I bought some food and drinks and had a good time with my brothers, but the leftover meat, due to
the hot weather, began to rot and infest with maggots within a few days—it was utterly disgusting.
Although we're used to prison conditions, it was still leftovers, food we ourselves had eaten
. Therefore, seeing those fat, greasy maggots crawling around made me feel nauseous.
I thought to myself, "We can't waste this food." So I called over the old jailer who had been in the cell for many years and had him give
the rotten meat to the prisoners. The men and women prisoners were utterly disgusted by it.
Although they were often hungry and rarely got meat, the maggot-infested meat in front of them
was still repulsive, and they refused to eat it. I was furious. "Damn it, you won't eat? Just you wait!"
From that day on, all the prisoners in the cells were given no food at all. Before, each
cell at least received some hard cornbread and rotten pickled vegetables each day. But for a week straight,
there wasn't a drop of water, let alone food. The already high mortality rate in the cells worsened with this mass exodus of men and women.
Four-fifths of the more than 20,000 prisoners in the cells starved to death in an instant.
"Damn it, this saves us food! Awesome!" We then inspected the various cells. There's a saying, "
Survival of the fittest," hehehehe. Those who starved to death were definitely the weaker prisoners, while the remaining
male and female prisoners were, without a doubt, all robust and plump.
Seeing this, my cunning mind started churning again. I found a few
male and female prisoners who, although seemingly strong, were already starving. They were listless with hunger. The old jailer laboriously brought out
some rotten meat that had been left untouched for several days. Because it had been sitting there for so long, the leftover meat had mixed together, turning into a broth
, which was stored in a large wooden barrel. More and more maggots were swarming inside, swimming and wriggling in and out of the broth and meat,
and they had become even fatter. Most of the rotten food had turned into huge, fat maggots, and the smell was extremely foul.
We vomited uncontrollably, and the other prisoners kept their distance. How could we let this food go to waste
?
After searching for a while, we found two prisoners who were fairly attractive—a strong man and a voluptuous woman. We
stripped them naked, tied the male prisoner to the ground, and poured all the rotten food from the wooden bucket onto his naked body. Then
, we made the attractive female prisoner lick it clean, bit by bit, especially the male prisoner's large penis
.
The maggots mixed in with the broth, startled by this, became even more agitated on the male prisoner's body. For
some reason, a group of maggots seemed very interested in his large penis. The male prisoner, perhaps excited by
the naked woman he hadn't seen for days kneeling beside him, was unusually aroused; his penis stood erect, attracting the maggots who
crawled around it with interest.
The inexplicable itching made him scream, while the female prisoner, overwhelmed by the stench of decay,
vomited violently, oblivious to everything else.
Seeing that the girl wouldn't listen, I panicked and grabbed the sharp blade in my hand, slashing her buttocks. The blade was
so fast; half of her buttocks was sliced off, and the woman clutched her poor bottom in pain.
I said, "Hurry up, go and eat all the food on his penis and body, or I'll
scrape all the flesh off your body."
Desperate to survive, the woman disregarded her disgust and, with her still-bleeding buttocks sticking out, shuffled step by step
to the male prisoner. She pinched her nose, opened her small mouth, and slowly ate the rotten meat broth and, of course, the live
maggots from his penis.
After a while, the male prisoner reacted; his legs suddenly twitched and his thighs trembled. Seeing the female prisoner
slowly raise her head with relief, she withdrew her small mouth from his large penis, gently licking it.
A lot of white fluid flowed from the corner of her mouth, like a long thread, dripping onto the woman's buttocks.
Undoubtedly, the male prisoner had reached his climax, and we were all very satisfied. But then we glanced at the female prisoner's mutilated
, plump buttocks. Damn it, this girl is no longer of any value. Let's just pluck her hair, skin, and flesh off her. Anyway, the male
prisoner hasn't eaten anything yet.
"Hehe, if the bottom is satisfied, the top should be satisfied too." Thinking this, the brothers picked up their knives and
dismembered the unfortunate naked girl's breasts, buttocks, and thighs.
After mashing the raw flesh, they stuffed it into the male prisoner's mouth. Because it was stuffed in so quickly, and the male prisoner ate
too fast, he choked after a few bites. He couldn't breathe for a moment, and after a few rolls of his eyes, he choked to death.
Damn, when I saw you, I thought, "Serves you right! You have delicious food to enjoy but no good fortune. You deserve to go to hell and be a hungry ghost again
. No ghosts here, the King of Hell will pity you and 'send you to the afterlife,' damn."
Perhaps imitating us, the other hungry prisoners around us seemed to understand what we meant.
Men and women, disregarding all shame and restraint, began to strip off their clothes and make love to each other
.
Their hungry eyes stared at us as they scooped up the remaining rotten flesh from the wooden bucket and smeared it
on each other's bodies. Male and female prisoners hung naked, twisted and entangled, licking
the maggots from each other's bodies, eating rotten food and fat maggots, making love, vomiting, and emitting a strange
stench.
The scene was comparable to the deepest hell! Occasionally, I'd find a few who were too weak. I'd think
they were fucking me too slowly, so I'd tell them to hurry up and reincarnate, go to hell and have sex! Grabbing a big cleaver, I'd take advantage
of their inattention, aim at their necks, and with a swift movement, their heads would fall. A male and female prisoner hadn't even had a climax before I sent them to the underworld
. Heh.
So, sometimes, anything, if not handled properly, can become a real problem,
whether it's food or living people.
Because so many prisoners had died, disposing of the corpses was a major headache. We had a solution: we fed the remaining male prisoners
and had them dig a square pit behind the prison to bury the executed prisoners.
Soon, a large number of already somewhat rotting prisoner corpses were dumped into this huge pit, layer upon layer,
crushing each other.
Of course, they were all naked and rotting there, decaying, stinking, and infested with maggots as the seasons changed.
Another six months passed, including spring and summer, and new prisoners were added to the prison. As usual
, interrogation, torture, abuse, execution—a streamlined execution process!
That day, we escorted several prisoners to the burial ground again.
We, of course, wore thick masks as we entered. We were, of course, quite mentally prepared, and
cautiously approached the edge of the pit.
The graves before us were indescribable! Perhaps due to the passage of time, the blood had darkened, and
the blood plasma surging up from the reverse osmosis in the pool had almost lost its original color, becoming either red or black. The nearly black blood
swirld together with the purplish-gray corpses, occasionally spewing out a few corpse bubbles, interspersed with plump
maggots.
It seemed this was definitely a maggot paradise, each one fat and enormous. No wonder my predecessor told me that
the maggots from human corpses were the largest; today I've truly experienced it firsthand. Perhaps due to the excessive nutrition, several large, fat
maggots were even writhing and slowly oozing mucus as they seemed to be "mating"? Damn, it seems even large maggots need sex
!
Perhaps because the remains of the corpses dumped a few months ago were rather attractive and plump—all from relatively "pretty" prisoners—
several large, fleshy buttocks stood out conspicuously in our view. Lying sideways, their
bodies bulging, their small anuses like gaping black holes staring at our eyes. The pale thighs were still
fresh and unblemished. Undoubtedly, they were several beautiful female prisoners who had died.
After a quick glance at the rotting corpses and maggots, our gaze suddenly turned curiously to the north
corner of the pit, an inconspicuous little corner where a bizarre and disgusting scene unfolded before us. Upon closer inspection
, we realized it was the body-turning worker, a crippled prisoner who had recently been working there!
Apparently, if a corpse isn't turned frequently, decomposition slows down, and
more maggots appear.
Right there in the corner, several large, fat maggots were slowly crawling upwards. The corpse turner was
laboriously using his shovel to turn over the rotting, half-rotten corpse. The turner's lower body was mutilated;
his legs had been crippled with instruments of torture during the initial interrogation. Seeing he was barely alive, they spared his
life.
To keep him, they gave him fine food daily and promised not to kill or torture him again, but he had to do this work
. This guy must have been a stubborn, strong man; although his lower limbs were severed, his sexual desire was still extremely
strong. The prettier women in the prison were not for him to play with, so he probably only
had this opportunity to reluctantly and reluctantly play with a few female corpses.
Perhaps from doing this work for so long, he had become numb and insensitive; his attention was almost entirely focused on the pit of corpses
, completely unaware that several people were watching him.
Perhaps he hadn't had his penis satisfied lately. He slowly dragged his mutilated limbs, carrying a heavy shovel, looking left and
right, searching for a suitable, not-yet-fully-decomposed female prisoner's corpse. As he moved, he occasionally
rubbed his erect penis with his maggot-covered hands!
The corpses were too numerous and varied, lying before him like an insurmountable mountain. After much searching, he finally found a
female corpse that had just begun to decompose.
He was lucky; the corpse hadn't yet developed maggots. He looked at the corpse's face, gave a lewd grin, pulled over her long, white legs, and
flipped her buttocks, revealing a dark anus. The corpse-flipper inserted his hand into the corpse's vagina, smelled
it, and frowned. Then, he used his hand to spread the corpse's buttocks, widening her anus to its limit, and then aimed
his large penis at it, thrusting in forcefully.
Presumably, it was very dry and astringent inside. After playing with the corpse for a while, he was unsatisfied and pulled his penis out.
Just as he was lost in his perverse fantasies, a fleshy ball suddenly crashed down on his head.
He was startled. It turned out that we had stripped a female prisoner naked and thrown her headfirst into the pot.
The corpse turner and the naked girl were both severely frightened. Perhaps instinctively, the corpse turner suddenly
saw the naked woman he had longed for, and she was alive! He was incredibly excited. He threw down his shovel, ignoring
the woman's desperate struggles, and pulled her into his arms, wanting to immediately insert his penis into her vagina.
But the woman was strong, and the corpse turner was also not very strong. The two unfortunate creatures struggled for a long
time, neither able to gain the upper hand. Finally, the corpse turner, being stronger, saw clearly and forcefully shoved the girl's head into
the rotting flesh soup, almost suffocating the naked woman.
As the woman's large buttocks swayed, the corpse-turner forcefully inserted two fingers into her anus
, stirring them back and forth a few times before pulling hard. Half a meter of her intestines were pulled out,
and a small, rounded section was still faintly visible on the intestinal wall at the end of her anus, presumably preparing to defecate.
I said, "Damn, that's pretty fun. By the way," I said to the old jailer, "next time, get
two more corpse-turners, men or women, and then, hehe, to keep him company..."

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