Fini Hitti

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The cold iron bars cast flickering shadows from the dancing torches, and a dozen ragged men slept on the stained limestone floor. The eerie hooting of owls outside the dungeon seeped into the cells through tiny ventilation holes, making the already terrifying silence even more suffocating.

"Tap, tap, tap..." The crisp sound of high heels striking the stone floor grew louder, breaking the dungeon's silence.

"Creak... Clang!" The heavy cell door opened and slammed shut.

The men sleeping on the floor groggily opened their eyes, then their eyes widened sharply, pupils contracting rapidly, staring intently at the figure standing in the doorway. Several men even pinched their thighs hard to make sure they weren't dreaming.

A pair of spotless black high-heeled leather shoes, each with a five-inch heel, trod on the dirty floor. A wide leather strap, about the width of a thumb, was tied around the ankle, securing the shoes firmly to the foot. The strap buckle was even secured with two brass locks. However, the high heels were not fortunate enough to make intimate contact with their wearer's delicate feet; a pair of black fishnet stockings separated them. The stockings hugged the shapely calves, extending to the knees and stopping just above the knee, creating a suggestive "absolute territory" that, together with the black lace-trimmed miniskirt , hinted at a certain allure.

But this "absolute territory" wasn't quite defined, as the miniskirt resembled the hem of a cape. The most private area—the upper thigh and the triangle between the legs—was directly exposed. Of course, the wearer understood the principle of concealment; the alluring "peach blossom garden" wasn't directly exposed, but rather encased in a black leather bodysuit, similar to a one-piece swimsuit. This bodysuit was so tight that the shape of the intimate area was faintly visible, even revealing a small, slightly sunken cleavage in the middle.

Although the bodysuit resembled a one-piece swimsuit, the differences were striking: the triangle area was completely open, revealing a smooth abdomen, a small navel, a fair complexion, and even the deep cleavage between the breasts. Only two strips of fabric, slightly wider than ribbons, covered the nipples of her breasts.

Two black leather ribbons met at her long, beautiful neck, but a strange object adorned her fair neck—a black leather choker! A brass lock secured the clasp. Above the choker was a small, cute, and somewhat childlike face, utterly incongruous with her queenly attire.

Before the prisoners could understand, the beauty spoke, her sweet voice uttering icy words: "Listen up, you scum! I am the princess of this country! Fenishiti Degrino!" Princess? A legendary magical genius? A martial arts prodigy?

Fenishiti? That 15-year-old, the king's darling?

It's her! I saw that girl at the National Day ceremony.

I heard her healing spells were at the mentor level? I thought she'd be skin and bones like those old men.

It really is that girl; I saw her at her coming-of-age ceremony a year ago!

Ignoring the prisoners' whispers, Fenishiti continued, "You bunch of scumbag homosexuals! How did it feel to have your genitals cut off? You shameless couples! Your father was being merciful by cutting off your penises before beheading you! I came here today to let you experience what hell is like!" With that, Fenishiti raised her slender arm, fully exposing the beautiful curves of her armpit, and then brought it down sharply. A short black leather whip suddenly appeared in her small hand, clad in a long black mesh glove. The whip struck the nearest prisoner squarely on the nose, blood spurting out, some even splashing onto Fenishiti's arched shoulder, but she paid no heed.

Enraged by Fenishiti's words and actions, the prisoners stood up and lunged at Fenishiti, who was shorter than them.

A prisoner swung a punch at Fenishiti's head, but she flicked it as easily as if tossing her hair, the prisoner's hand not even touching her smooth, golden hair. A mocking expression appeared on Fenishiti's face as her whip left a bloody gash on the prisoner's cheek.

Two prisoners lunged at Fenishiti simultaneously, one above and one below. Fenishiti gracefully spread her legs and leaped up, her sharp heels slamming into the back of the prisoner's head, knocking him unconscious. At the same time, the prisoner attacking Fenishiti's upper body was almost touching her, a victorious smile spreading across his stubble-covered face, when suddenly he felt as if he had crashed into a large rock, and without a sound, he passed out. It turned out that Fenishiti had cast an earth-based defensive spell—an invisible earth wall—blocking this extremely threatening attack.

The other prisoners frantically rushed forward, but without exception, Fenishiti skillfully took them all down; none of them even managed to touch the hem of her clothing.

Fenishiti stomped her high heel between the legs of a prisoner lying on the ground, the excruciating pain causing him to scream wildly. Fenishiti laughed wildly, "Hahaha! A bunch of trash! Scream! No one will hear you no matter how loud you scream! I've already told the guards to leave! I'll show you the terror of Fenishiti!" At that moment, a tall man rose from a dark corner of the cell, someone Fenishiti hadn't even noticed before. But this didn't dampen Fenishiti's amusement. She challenged the man, "Huh? Another one? Come here, let me trample you under my feet!" The man ignored Fenishiti's mockery, his face stern, his gaze icy, staring intently into her eyes as he walked towards her. Fenishiti glared back defiantly, watching him approach step by step, neither retreating nor hastily attacking. The man was close to Fenishiti, looking down at the beautiful princess who only reached his chest.

Fenishiti, hands on hips and head held high, looked down at the man who was more than two heads taller than her, her expression filled with utter contempt and disdain.

The man suddenly threw a punch at Fenishiti's stomach. Fenishiti dodged to the side, only to find the man's other large hand already gripping her throat .

"What? Too fast…" Fenishiti's lips, which should have been uttering a spell, were forced open wide in surprise.

The man's hammer-like knee had mercilessly slammed into Fenishiti's stomach.

One strike! Fenishiti coughed up a large amount of saliva.

Two strikes! Fenishiti's tongue lolled out, and stomach acid gushed out.

Three strikes! Fenishiti couldn't withstand the immense impact and fainted.

…

Fenishiti slowly awoke, feeling extremely dizzy. Suddenly, she remembered what had happened before she lost consciousness. She focused her gaze on her surroundings and saw the knocked-down prisoners surrounding her. "Don't come any closer! I'll kill you all!" "Heh heh, Princess, you still have the strength to shout? Truly extraordinary." "What? What do you mean? Ah? Why am I so weak?" Fenihidi shifted uncomfortably. "Magic... I can't even summon magic! What did you do to me? What happened?" "Hahaha! After you were knocked unconscious, you were given a pill. Now you should have no strength left, and your magic should be sealed!" "Princess, now it's time to let you taste what hell is like!" A prisoner stretched out his filthy hand towards Fenihidi.

Fenishti struggled to dodge, but couldn't get away even a fraction: "No! Get out of the way! I'm the princess of this country! Don't touch me! Help! Help!" "Not so imposing now, huh! Haha! Shout louder! You've already chased away the guards, no one will hear you!" The prisoner quickly tore off Fenishti's meager clothing.

Fenishti shielded her body with her hands, screaming, "Ah! Ah! Get away from me! My father will kill you! Ah! Don't touch me!" "Kill us? We're already prisoners sentenced to death anyway. Before we die, let's have some fun, Princess Fenishti!" A prisoner grabbed Fenishti's arms and pulled them apart, exposing her underdeveloped breasts to everyone. Her small, dumpling-like breasts trembled with her heavy breathing.

"Are you crazy? Let go! My body belongs to Prince Charming! Don't touch me!" "Don't worry, we're all castrated men. We just want you to experience what pain is!" The prisoner's large, fan-like hand slapped Fenishti's small breasts without mercy, and her breasts instantly turned from white to red, swelling up.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much!" Fenishti screamed frantically.

"Hahaha! That sound is so beautiful! Let me show you what real pain is!" The prisoner grabbed Fenishiti's golden hair and roughly dragged her towards the interrogation room next door.

It turned out that Fenishiti had brought the key to the interrogation room to better torture the death row inmates, but now she clearly regretted it. No one noticed that the tall prisoner who had knocked Fenishiti down didn't follow; instead, he retreated back into the shadows and disappeared.

Fenishiti's delicate skin scraped against the rough, dirty floor, but no one showed her any pity. To increase Fenishiti's pain, one prisoner even stood on her stomach, scraping large patches of skin off her buttocks and back where they touched the ground.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhh..." As the bloodstains spread across the floor, Fenishiti screamed miserably, only making the prisoners more excited. The prisoners didn't notice that they weren't the only ones excited; Fenishiti's vagina seemed to be seeping a little moisture.

The prisoners lifted the limp, lifeless Fenishti and placed her on a door-shaped wooden frame. They then took four steel nails and mercilessly hammered them into her delicate wrists and ankles.

"Ah!" Fenishti screamed at the top of her lungs, but she couldn't stop her blood from adding another layer of color to the already blood-stained black frame.

Pinned to the frame, the wounds on her hands and feet bearing her entire weight, the burning pain piercing her heart. She trembled and murmured, "Why...why can't I faint?" "Hahaha! Because the pill we just used not only sealed your martial arts and magic but also kept you conscious. It was a top-grade pill specially crafted by the court alchemists for important prisoners!" At the same time, another prisoner picked up Fenishti's short whip and lashed it hard across her chest, eliciting a heart-wrenching scream from her: "Ah! Ah! Heaven! Oh...someone save me! I...I can't take it anymore, God!" "Ah, come save me!" the prisoner with the short whip said smugly. "Hehehe! Beg for mercy! Beg me for mercy! Then I'll spare your already swollen breasts!" Fenishiti glared at him fiercely. "Ah... I, I won't beg for mercy from you disgusting homosexuals!" The prisoner trembled at her murderous gaze, but still stubbornly said, "I think you want your breasts to get bigger! Then I'll give you two more lashes, and they'll swell up even more!" Amid Fenishiti's continuous screams, her breasts indeed grew from small steamed buns into peaches—two rotten peaches, of course. The skin on Fenishiti's breasts was already torn apart, and through the bright red blood, one could even vaguely see the yellow fat inside.

Another prisoner, gesturing with a torch in front of Fenishti, said, "Giving you such enormous breasts is too good for you. I'm going to burn them." "Ah! No! Don't burn my breasts!

You're all perverts!" Fenishti struggled frantically, ignoring the wound that was firmly pinned to her breasts.

Fenishti wasn't the only one who didn't want her breasts to be cut off. One prisoner intervened, saying, "Let me play with them first, then you can burn them. It's such a waste to burn them like this." The prisoner with the torch gave him a disdainful look: "Hmph! You bisexual! You're a disgrace to us gay people. But considering you're about to be sent to the guillotine anyway, I'll let you off this time." "Hehe, then I won't be polite." The bisexual reached out and grabbed Fenishti's "peach-like" breasts, playing with them.

"Ah! Don't touch! It hurts!" Fenishiti screamed. Her breasts, which had been numb from the beating, were now tingled with pleasure, but the gentle touch brought them back to life.

"Wow! I never thought breasts like these would feel so special!" The bisexual ignored Fenishiti's protests and continued to knead them.

"Oh! Don't touch me! This feels so painful! Ah..." Fenishiti continued to struggle, but her voice lowered.

Suddenly, a prisoner pointed at Fenishiti's genitals and shouted, "Look, everyone! This slut is wet!" "Really!"

"Incredible!" "

What a perverted princess!"

"Can she feel pleasure? Unbelievable..."

...

Amid the prisoners' mocking stares, Fenishiti cried out anxiously, "Ah! Don't look! Don't look!" She tried to close her legs, but the nails to her ankles caused her excruciating pain.

The bisexual man inserted his finger into Fenishiti's vagina and stirred it around for a while, then slowly withdrew it. Several glistening, lewd threads of vaginal fluid were clearly visible to everyone.

The prisoners exclaimed almost in unison, "Wow! There really is fluid! How fucking lewd!" Fenishiti still vehemently denied it, "No! It's not like that! Stop it!" The bisexual man suddenly shoved his finger into Fenishiti's mouth, playing with her tongue while laughing, "Haha! Try this yourself! What else could it be but vaginal fluid?" However, he didn't laugh for long before letting out a scream of "Ah!" Fenishiti had bitten his finger hard.

"Bastard!" The bisexual man punched Fenishiti hard in the stomach, but couldn't make her loosen her grip. Fenishiti stared at the bisexual man with extremely cold and resentful eyes, her mouth clenched tightly, as if she wanted to bite off his finger.

In a frenzy to save his finger, the bisexual man threw three punches at Fenishiti's Adam's apple. Fenishiti finally couldn't take it anymore and coughed loudly.

The bisexual man, enraged by his deep, bone-revealing wound, yanked down his pants, revealing a huge, erect penis!

The bisexual, his penis fully erect, said smugly, "When I was about to have my genitals cut off, that bastard of your father said he'd spare me this punishment because I'm bisexual. Haha! Now I wonder if that old bastard knew I was going to rape you and left it here on purpose. Hahaha!" Although tears and snot streamed down her face from violent coughing, Fenishiti still sternly rebuked him, "Shut up! You're not allowed to insult your father! You're not allowed to tarnish his reputation!" "Fine! I won't tarnish your father's reputation! I'll tarnish yours!" The bisexual thrust his penis forward, the glans penetrating Fenishiti's narrow vagina.

"Ah! No! Pull it out! It's...it's going to tear! Don't push anymore!" Fenishiti screamed, twisting her body, but there was nowhere to escape.

Fenishiti's struggle caused her vagina to contract violently, and the bisexual almost lost control. He quickly held his breath, suppressing the urge to ejaculate: "Ah! You can already twist your waist by yourself! Not bad, not bad! It's fucking tight! Let me check if you're a virgin!" Hearing this, Fenishiti immediately cried out in alarm: "No! No! Please don't come in again!... Ah! Ah! Ah! No..." The bisexual thrust his hips forward, his brows furrowing slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw the virgin blood flowing from Fenishiti's vagina, he couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Wow! She really is a virgin! I've deflowered the kingdom's princess! Hahaha!" "Next, I'm going to fuck you to death!" The bisexual grabbed Fenishiti's swollen breasts hard with his uninjured hand and began to thrust forcefully.

Fenishiti's eyes widened as she cried out, "No! Don't move! It hurts! Ah!" "Ah! It's...it's fucking too tight, it feels...it feels like it's sucking my whole body in. Fenishiti, you're such a fucking slut, you're so fucking amazing on your first time. I...I can't take it anymore! I'm going to cum inside! Get pregnant with my child! Hahaha!" "No! Pull it out! Pull it out now! Don't cum inside! I'll...I'll get pregnant. No..." Amid Fenishiti's pitiful screams, the bisexual man forcefully thrust his penis deep into Fenishiti's body, and scalding semen gushed out uncontrollably, making Fenishiti shudder.

As the bisexual man's penis slowly shrank, a large amount of semen flowed out, slowly dripping onto the dirty floor. Fenishiti looked at the semen between her legs, a strange expression on her face. Although she was in great pain, a hint of dissatisfaction and desire seemed to be hidden deep within her pain.

The prisoners, oblivious to Fenishiti's expression, shouted, "The bisexuals' had their fun, now it's everyone's turn!" The others immediately echoed, "Yes!" "Fuck her!" "Kill her!" "Play with her to death!" Then the prisoner with the torch yelled, "Wait! Let me burn her breasts first!" The prisoners shouted in unison, "Okay!" Amid Fenishiti's loud curses, the prisoner slowly brought the torch close to her breasts and set them ablaze.

The swollen breasts immediately turned black; the fat inside, heated, turned into oil and slowly dripped down, making a "crackling" sound as it touched the burning torch. The skin on the surface of her breasts slowly charred; the nipples were completely burned away, and the areolas were no longer recognizable.

Fenishiti screamed and struggled, but no matter how much she struggled, her breasts remained at the hottest point of the flames. Even when the prisoner's torch slightly moved away from Fenishti's breasts, they would follow, as if Fenishti enjoyed the burning sensation.

In no time, her breasts, previously bruised like peaches, were now charred into two rotten dates. Only then did the torch leave Fenishti's body, but the torture was far from over.

A prisoner picked up a rough wooden stick and forcefully shoved it into Fenishti's swollen, red vagina.

"Ah! Pull it out! It hurts! It's broken!" Fenishti screamed, bright red blood dripping onto the floor, fueling the prisoners' sadistic desires.

"Alright! Pull it out! Let her taste this!" The prisoner held a vaginal speculum, covered in dust; it was unclear where he had found this instrument of torture.

Felicity screamed in terror at the dusty, rusty dilator, "No! Don't use that on me! It's filthy, I... I'll get sick. Get away!" "Sick?" The prisoner forcefully shoved the vaginal dilator into the princess's vagina, continuing, "I think it's more than just getting sick." He then slowly turned the dilator's adjustment valve, instantly expanding her once finger-thick vagina to the size of her calf.

Felicity's screams seemed to become a kind of accompaniment to the prisoners, as one calmly reached into her vagina and played with the cervix at the base.

The smooth, soft cervix struggled to avoid the prisoner's dirty, rough fingers, and the owner of the cervix screamed hysterically: "Ah! Ya! Take it out! Take the stuff out of there! It hurts so much! No! Don't! Don't touch my uterus! You pervert! Ah! Take your hand out! No!" "Hehe, what will happen if you stick it in?" One, two, three fingers were inserted through the cervix into the woman's most vulnerable place—the uterus—cruelly twisting and digging.

The prolonged screams made Felicity's voice hoarse: "Ah! Ah... Pull it out! Quick... pull it out quickly... ah..." "Pull it out? Okay! I'll pull it out right away, and I'll give you a bonus, pull this dilator out too!" The prisoner smiled sinisterly, three fingers gripping Felicity's uterine wall and pulling hard out, while his other hand gripped the dilator and pulled it out forcefully.

Fenishiti's delicate uterosacral ligaments couldn't withstand such brute force and snapped as the prisoners pulled. Her narrow vaginal opening was torn apart by the sudden withdrawal of the dilator.

Fenishiti's entire body tensed, her limbs convulsed slightly, her eyes wide open but unfocused, her tongue forcefully protruding from between her wide-open teeth, only a single groan escaping from deep within her throat: "Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah..."

Finally, Fenishiti's uterus was completely pulled out, along with her two unfortunate ovaries. Fenishiti's body slowly relaxed, panting heavily.

"Wow! It's all pulled out!"

"Look! This is the princess's uterus!"

"Yes, yes, this is a woman's most precious place."

"Look! There's still bisexual semen on it!"

"Pink, trembling, I want to touch it!"

As they spoke, pairs of dusty hands grabbed Fenishiti's uterus and ovaries, kneading them wantonly.

Having just suffered a major blow, Fenishiti was somewhat weak in voice: "No...don't touch my uterus...ah! Don't pinch my ovaries either...you filthy bastards! Ah! Ah! Ah! It hurts!" It turned out that a prisoner had mischievously crushed one of Fenishiti's ovaries, blood and some unknown fluid dripping onto the ground, appearing

both erotic and lewd. The prisoners, however, watched with unusual excitement: "Haha! Let's completely ruin this filthy bitch's lewd assets!" "Alright! Watch my flying kick!" A prisoner launched a kick at Fenishiti's prolapsed uterus, which bounced back like a rag doll against her lower abdomen, swinging back and forth like a punching bag.

After the first kick, others followed suit with a series of more. The prisoner who had initially been trampled between Fenishiti's legs pressed down even harder on her uterus, grinding it against the floor while snarling, "Hahaha! Where's your bravado? Now you'll taste what it's like to be trampled under someone else's feet!" Fenishiti, though groaning and sweating profusely from the pain, still retorted defiantly, "Ah...ah...don't be so smug, you...you'll regret this...ah!ah!" The tearing of her vagina and the crushing of her uterus didn't mean the torture was over. The prisoners flipped the wooden frame over and continued to beat Fenishiti's round, upturned buttocks.

Her buttocks quickly turned purplish-black, but what truly tormented her was the pain inflicted on the wounds on her limbs by the weight of her body and her constant writhing.

One prisoner, stroking Fenishiti's bloodied and mangled buttocks, said, "Haha! Look, this bitch's asshole is completely covered by her rotten flesh. How's she going to poop now?" Fenishiti struggled to turn her head and glared at the prisoner: "Get your rotten hands off me! I don't need your fake mercy!" Another prisoner, holding a red-hot iron rod, said, "Let me poke him!" Fenishiti's eyes finally showed terror: "No! Don't come any closer! No! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Ah... Ah... Ah..."

With a soft "sizzle," a wisp of smoke rose, and a slightly foul smell of burning flesh slowly filled the gloomy interrogation room.

Fenishiti strained her mouth, but no sound came out. Her beautiful eyes lost focus, and her pretty face was so tense that even the expression of pain was no longer visible.

"Splash!" A stream of golden urine flowed from her already mangled genitals. Fenishiti had lost control of her bladder.

"Hahaha! She peed! She peed! The princess actually peed in front of a man. Hahaha!" The prisoner held a red-hot iron rod and kept thrusting it in and out of Fenishiti's anus, making a hissing sound. Many pieces of charred flesh fell to the ground, and blood flowed out like a fountain.

Fenishti persisted, "Shut...shut up! Ah! Don't...don't laugh at...this princess!" "She's so noisy! How about we cut her tongue off?" a prisoner shouted, brandishing a rusty, dull dagger. "Great! I've found a 'sharp' knife!" The prisoners flipped Fenishti over and, amidst her continued cursing, used pliers to clamp her delicate tongue and pull it out. The prisoner with the dull dagger said, feigning seriousness, "Your Highness, please allow me to cut off your precious tongue. This process might be a little painful, hahaha!" The process was indeed extremely painful. The dull dagger was ineffective at cutting Fenishti's tongue; the prisoners had to grind a notch into it before the one with the pliers forcefully ripped it off.

During this process, no one noticed that Fenishti's almost completely rotten uterus contracted violently, spurting out some clear, viscous fluid.

After the execution, blood filled Feenethy's small mouth, forcing her to swallow large gulps to breathe.

Suddenly, a prisoner shouted as if he had discovered treasure, "Look everyone! Look what I found!" He held a large black rat by its tail and swaggered up to Feenethy. "My lovely princess! You've never tasted such a novel food before. Would you like to try some?" Feenethy, having had her tongue cut out, couldn't speak, but still managed a threatening growl from deep within her throat:

"Heh! Heh..." Unfortunately, such growls had no effect.

The poor black rat, a full twenty centimeters long and quite fat, squeaked and clawed at itself, its four powerful severed legs unable to escape its fate of being stuffed into a dark, damp, slippery hole.

Although this hole was different from a typical rat hole, rats love to burrow, especially when someone forcefully stuffs it in.

Fenishiti's mouth was stretched wide, and although her throat was constantly moving, it only slightly slowed the speed at which the rat was being shoved in. Only when the rat was completely submerged in Fenishiti's throat did the prisoners release their grip. Fenishiti angrily shut her mouth, leaving only a long, slick tail protruding from the corner of her mouth, wagging wildly, looking extremely eerie.

Throughout this nauseating ordeal, Fenishiti displayed remarkable resolve, staring intently at the prisoner holding her head.

But that prisoner was no pushover either; two filthy fingers slowly pierced towards Fenishiti's beautiful eyes, gritting his teeth and saying, "Let's see how long you can keep up this act!" Fenishiti neither dodged nor flinched, not even blinking, staring straight at the fingers slowly stabbing towards her, until her two alluring eyeballs were gouged out of their place. As for what happened afterward, when her eyeballs were smashed on the floor, Fenishiti was completely oblivious.

The brutality continues...

[The End]

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