Elegy for the Extinction of a Race

Today, my homeland has become a living hell. Invaders have stormed our tribe and begun their slaughter. The burning thatched huts are littered with corpses, some prone, some supine… We have been utterly defeated.

In the chaos, I lost all sense of direction. After fleeing for half a day, I was finally captured by those cruel invaders.

They brutally pulled my hands behind my back, forcefully folding them together, palms and elbows aligned, and then wrapped rope around them.

They treated me like an animal, tightening the rope terribly!

"No, ah…"

I felt my arms almost deformed from the binding, a tearing pain shooting through them. I screamed in anger, "Why are you doing this…"

Another invader grabbed my chin and stuffed a piece of cloth into my mouth.

They reached under my armpits, pulled the rope out, pulled it above my breasts, wrapped it around once, then once more, then from under my armpits to below my breasts, wrapped it twice more, and tightened it with tremendous force!
They pulled the hemp rope up from my cleavage, around my neck, forming a tight loop.

Then, with great force, they pulled it down, tying a knot behind my back, down to my crotch, pulling it out from my genitals, crossing the rope at my waist, and then making another tight loop. They tied it again behind my back and tightened it until the rope dug deep into my flesh!

Huff... The feeling of difficulty breathing made my chest heave rapidly. The hemp rope digging into my private parts between my legs was also painful. Because it was tied so tightly, I felt short of breath, and sweat began to bead on my neck.

"...Ugh!!..."

They pushed me forward from behind.

They held what looked like wooden spears, with a gleaming blade embedded in them.

These spears, like the bows and arrows of my tribe, could kill distant enemies, and could also be used for close combat; they were concealed weapons that produced loud noises and sparks.

My tribe's powerful warriors had all been killed from afar by these spears.

Seeing them point those spears at me, I could only suppress my anger and obey them.
Soon, they pushed me onto a trailer pulled by an unknown animal, with the alien warrior behind me holding the spear, forcing me forward.

I slowly stepped onto the ramp.

"Oh!?"

I saw Lali, a girl from my tribe, sitting opposite me. She was naked, with the same bangs as me, black triangles painted on her cheeks, red paint on her chin, eyes, and between her eyebrows, and ridged patterns painted on her buttocks and legs, with red clay smeared on her calves; her mouth was gagged with a cloth, just like mine.

"Hmm... Ugh!?"

"Hmm...?"

When she saw me, her eyes widened, her expression as if to say, "So I didn't escape either?"

Because, like me, she was also bound hand and foot, the rope wrapped around her breasts, making them larger and firmer, her lower body pulled open by the rope, tightly constricted into her labia into a strange shape.

At that moment, I also saw the alien warrior sitting opposite me staring at my crotch...

I thought of the uncomfortable feeling of the rope wedged into my private parts. I knew the alien warrior sitting opposite me must have seen my private parts just like me, right?

Instantly, I felt my cheeks burning. The rope wedged between my legs hurt, and started to seep out slightly. Even my breasts felt hot and swollen.

I looked down at my chest and saw my round breasts, tightly bound by the thick rope, protruding, making my two firm brown nipples appear even more erect. Crack !

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! The scenery beside me rushed past.

And just like that, the wooden crate carrying us stopped in a place with many people, like an alien tribe.

Suddenly, the alien warrior next to me reached out and touched my breasts a few times with his fingers, telling me and Lali to get off the trailer.

As soon as I stepped onto the ground, the alien warriors with long spears followed behind, forcing me forward until I reached a wide square.

The alien warriors with spears behind us pushed and shoved us as we walked to the foot of a tall, huge wooden frame.

From afar, I saw two people hanging on a rack. The totems on their bodies revealed them to be the corpses of two women from our tribe.
"Uh... ah~"

It was an execution rack!

My heart began to pound abnormally,

pounding loudly and rapidly, feeling as if it were about to leap out of my chest—a very uncomfortable sensation.

Laughter erupted, mocking us with "ha ha ha ha ha." The area in front of the rack was crowded with tall, blue-eyed people with various hair colors—gold, red, white—wearing strange fabrics. They looked at us and made all sorts of inexplicable noises.

A foreign soldier pressed down on our shoulders, gesturing for Lali and me to stand side-by-side. A fat man entered a box covered in black cloth.

We watched intently, wondering what would happen... Suddenly, a loud bang, smoke billowed out, and a bright flash appeared!

Lali and I jumped back in fright. The foreigners in front burst into laughter. Amidst the laughter, a blond foreign man approached, grabbed my breast, pulled the cloth from our mouths, and spoke in a language we couldn't understand.

A warrior from another tribe pulled out a long spear and pointed it at us.

He nudged our shoulders and gestured with his finger, telling us to spin around.

We had no choice but to obey, slowly turning our bodies, pausing briefly at the back, then turning back again.
As we spun, the mocking laughter grew louder.

I looked around and saw only mocking eyes; some men laughed loudly, some women looked at us with disdain, and some men even put their hands on their chests, mimicking the act of supporting breasts while laughing.

A burly man came over and pulled the gags from our mouths, then turned to another man and spoke in a language I couldn't understand.

I noticed a little boy beside me, who seemed to be from another tribe! He saw me looking at him and ran to my side, asking, "Your face is painted red, and your whole back has scorpion patterns. Some people have them, some don't. Are you a female warrior from the Bone Scorpion tribe?"

So they really did have people who could communicate! I was thrilled! I immediately asked him, "Why are you here? Why are they slaughtering our tribe...why??"

The little boy said, "I don't know...I'm from the Kapa tribe, captured and enslaved...My tribe has been attacked by these foreign tribes, I don't know if anyone is still alive."

Suddenly, a foreign warrior rushed over and struck the boy hard on the back of the head with the back of his spear. After a heavy thud, the little boy fell to the ground, motionless.

Then, they dragged us to the hanging frame and made us stand on high stools, placing thick hemp ropes around our thin necks.

Lali saw the two female corpses from her tribe hanging nearby, her face seemed slightly flushed, her brows furrowed, and her shoulders began to tremble slightly.

I also started to tremble...

I knew that after we died, our souls would go to the dead ancestors of our tribe, to be with the spirits of the sky, sun, moon, stars, rivers, trees, and boulders.

But...after all, it was a matter of life and death, anyone would be afraid...

The audience in front went from noisy to quiet, and the foreign warriors stood next to the high stools we were standing on.

We glanced at each other, our chests heaving...

We both knew we'd soon become two more beautiful corpses hanging on the shelf...

The burly man walked behind Lali and kicked over the high stool she was standing on! Instantly, suspended in mid-air, Lali let out a muffled groan, a series of soft, suffocating sounds only I could hear.
Ah

~ An overwhelming fear sent chills down my spine.

I saw Lali beside me, her brow furrowed, her face flushed, her bright eyes wide open, staring intently ahead. Her hands, bound behind her back, stretched upwards, her fingers clenching and then opening again, grasping nothing.

Her long legs kicked and thrashed, her sweat-drenched body twisting dramatically back and forth.
We were hanging so close that, in her violent struggle, Lali kicked me hard.
"Ahhh!"

I screamed in fright, scrambling to steady myself on the stool amidst the laughter.

Lali's slender neck was being tightened by the noose, her full lips twitching erratically.

Her tongue lolled from the corner of her mouth, bringing with it a trail of silky saliva that dripped down to her full breasts, soaking a large patch. Her

high, firm breasts looked incredibly alluring now that they were wet.

Lali's face, contorted in pain from the noose, was now completely contorted, turning a bluish-purple color!

Her bloodshot eyes stared upwards, her strong arms flailing wildly in circles, her hips swaying with all her might, her slender waist arching and lowering violently, her buttocks thrusting forward and swaying dramatically from side to side.

Her full, elastic breasts trembled with the violent struggle, their extreme swelling and spasming, yet rigid, thighs revealing the intense pain she was in.

Suddenly, a violent jolt followed, and I saw her swaying violently from side to side.

After a few violent tremors, her legs suddenly stiffened, and a gurgling sound, like she was choking, escaped her throat. Her whole body convulsed intermittently.

As Lali struggled and kicked violently, the rope binding her labia began to seep damply, its color darkening slightly.

Slowly, her bare-footed struggles weakened, and finally, a trickle of urine gushed out, flowing down her thighs to the ground.

Her neck was tilted to the side, her full lips fully parted, her face obscured by her sweat-soaked black hair.

Her legs kicked wildly, and her full breasts trembled intermittently, repeating this several times before finally settling down…

Excited cheers erupted from the silent crowd.

I sighed inwardly…

I should have died fighting in the tribe, not obeying the chief's orders to flee…

Would I also lose control of my bladder in front of these foreigners, my tongue sticking out, dying a gruesome death on the hanging rack?

Would I also die such a shameful death?

The answer should be yes...

Lali is my counterpart...

The alien warrior walked to the stool next to my legs, pinched my thigh, and laughed mockingly.

*Slap! Slap!* The burly man next to me patted my butt, and then with a thud, my high stool was kicked away.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!"

I felt a sudden sensation of being suspended in mid-air, my body plummeted downwards for a moment, a wave of dizziness washed over me, the rope tightened around my throat, my trachea was constricted!

It hurt so much! My breasts heaved with each violent struggle.

My mouth was wide open, the rope tightly constricting my throat, I couldn't breathe, my lungs felt intensely compressed, my chest felt indescribably stuffy and burning! Flashes

of light kept passing before my eyes, my head felt hot and throbbing, and I started having tinnitus.

My hands moved uncontrollably upwards, my fingers clenching tightly behind my back, then clenching again, repeating this cycle endlessly. It

hurt so much! I couldn't even inhale a single breath!

My whole body trembled, my chest ached... the intense, dull pain was excruciating!

Blood flow to my entire body was blocked; I couldn't close my mouth, yet I couldn't inhale.

My heart was filled with terror beyond measure!

The breath of death surged towards me! But…

strangely…

although my consciousness was chaotic, the changes in my body and the unbearable sensations were clearly imprinted on my mind, indistinguishable from hallucinations or real feelings.

Then my chest began to spasm, my heart palpitated, and every pore on my body itched and I sweated.

I wanted to desperately grab my buttocks and the flesh of my lower back to alleviate some of the pain, and I raised my hand, only to touch my back again.

I knew it looked good, and involuntarily tried to support my weight on my toes, but I couldn't do it at all.

I only knew that I was desperately twisting my waist, struggling like a fish trying to escape from water, my legs kicking wildly as if walking.

I just stood there dumbly with my mouth open, feeling thick saliva dripping down the corners of my mouth.
"Ugh…"

"Oh…"

A chill began to run through my spine, and a huge buzzing sound filled my ears! My eyes swelled, my vision flashing red and then black, then completely obscured.

My body swayed uncontrollably, I could clearly feel my whole body spasming.

My muscles and skin felt like they were being torn apart inch by inch, my internal organs felt like they were being roasted on fire, unbearable yet I was powerless to stop it.

All I could do was clench my fists and straighten my back to endure this unbearable pain.

The hemp rope stuck between my labia constantly rubbed against my sensitive genitals, making them incredibly itchy, creating an extremely strong urge to urinate, the kind of urge that felt like I was about to burst from holding it in for so long!

The sensation would weaken and then reappear! But I just couldn't urinate.

My lower abdomen also felt bloated, contracting repeatedly, like it was about to explode! Then I felt something pushing outwards from my genitals, then forcefully tightening back into my abdomen, a cycle that kept repeating.

I didn't know why… I only knew that with each contraction of my genitals, an uncontrollable excitement would surge forth, the urge to urinate was so intense that my organs felt like they were about to explode!

I tried to break free of the ropes, but my whole body began to cramp uncontrollably. The muscles in my hands and feet started to spasm, my arms struggled left and right, and my legs kicked with all their might.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ah!"

"Oh! Ugh! Ah!"

I couldn't exhale, my chest burning as if on fire!

My breasts swelled to the point of bursting!

I could only twist my body to relieve the pain of not being able to breathe.

In this state of deep suffocation, I felt my breasts swell to an unprecedented degree, a tingling, numb sensation constantly assaulting my head.

Suddenly, my genitals throbbed, trying to control them but almost losing control, feeling like a flood was about to erupt, a kind of pleasure that was about to burst forth.

"Ugh..."

In an instant, I felt a burst of overwhelming comfort, followed by a warm sensation between my thighs, and my whole body was still trembling.
In an instant, I felt my whole body trembling and floating on air, an extreme sense of comfort erupting, an unprecedented pleasure rushing up to its peak.

My whole body trembled, as if I were kicking my legs with all my might, shaking uncontrollably… I felt completely numb, unable to exert any more strength.

It was an orgasm, the pleasure of an orgasm…

I never imagined such a thing could happen…

The suffocating pain and pleasure at the brink of death existed intensely simultaneously…

But while enjoying the pleasure, the agonizing suffocation intensified, the pain of not being able to breathe, the tingling

and weakness assaulting my head. In this state of deep suffocation, my whole body spasmed intermittently. Gradually, my entire body became numb, and I began to feel dizzy. My consciousness began to blur between pain and pleasure, as if I were floating. My anus opened and closed uncontrollably, and my legs kicked incessantly, alternating from side to side.

My limbs went weak, my eyes stopped moving, and my muscles began to relax, my body convulsing intermittently.
At the same time, I began to lose consciousness…

I just stood there dumbfounded, my mouth open, feeling saliva dribbling down my chin.

Everything around me turned black… very quiet…

I only felt an intense cold…

and a swaying sensation.

The cold wind stung my skin, chilling my tongue as it slipped from my mouth… Images of

Lari's hanging and other women's deaths flashed through my mind…

losing control of their bladders in front of the foreigners, tongues lolling out, like animals being hung up, dying a gruesome death on the hanger.
Suddenly, every pore on my body itched as if pricked by needles, and the muscles in my thighs contracted, stiffening and pressing tightly together!

I felt scalding hot water flowing from my inner thighs, down my calves to my feet…

a pungent, fishy smell filled the air…

I knew…

like Lari…

I had lost control of my bladders…

I felt intense cold…

and extreme silence…

my body was numb…

…no pain… my soul would go to my ancestors…

my body… would hang here with the other women of the tribe, becoming another beautiful corpse on the hanger…
swaying together in the wind…

[The End]

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