Eid al-Adha

Eid al-Adha
Author: White-collar worker Xiaoxiaosheng
"Ruobing, hurry up, it'll be too late if we're late!" Around six o'clock, in the hotel, Lele, wearing a white top,
urged. Compared to Han Ruobing's well-proportioned figure, Lele was slightly shorter and looked more fleshy. Her two
"big papayas" on her chest were always her source of pride.
"Isn't Eid al-Adha supposed to start at nine?" Ruobing walked out of the bathroom with a puzzled look.
A white long shirt covered her upper thighs, clearly showing the long, slender curves of her two beautiful legs. "Isn't
the good food only at night?"
"The food festival is at night, but there's also a lot of good food in the morning, and there are exciting executions too!" Lele
said anxiously.
In Maine, on the eastern continent of Blue Star, there has been a festival called Eid al-Adha since ancient times. However, on this day, it
's not livestock that are slaughtered, but women. Every autumn, to celebrate the harvest and pray for good weather in the coming year, some young
women voluntarily accept slaughter on this day, which has gradually become a fixed custom. This year's Eid al-Adha is
the largest in recent years, with a mass slaughter and sacrifice in the morning, various activities in the afternoon, and a food festival in the evening.
It is estimated that around two thousand women will be sacrificed.
The girls are the most troublesome; the two spent a full half hour preparing before finally boarding the tour bus at the entrance .
Han Ruobing's washed jeans perfectly outlined her curves. Her breasts weren't as big as Lele's,
but they weren't small either. The two girls brought a lot of joy to the tour bus journey.
Around 8:20, they finally arrived at their destination, Harvest Square. "During the morning's sacrificial ceremony, approximately
one thousand young women were hanged and beheaded as sacrifices. Their alluring bodies will become food for the evening's food festival
!" Lele read from the tour guide.
"This is simply... spectacular! Look at that gallows over there!" Ruobing exclaimed excitedly, her voice attracting
the attention of many young people.
A total of one hundred gallows, arranged in groups of fifty, stood on either side of the square.
The spectacular sight of fifty women struggling on the gallows together during the annual Eid al-Adha festival was a major selling point. Beside the altar in the center of the square were
some execution blocks, where a dozen or so strong, shirtless young men stood solemnly, their
axes making the two girls feel a little afraid.
The square was already crowded with people—tourists, women participating in the sacrifice, and some priests. In Maine,
only the most beautiful women, handpicked from thousands, were chosen for the sacrifice. The area in front of the gallows was dazzling with
women in various colorful costumes; even Han Ruobing was amazed.
The sacrifice was about to begin. Some of the women to be sacrificed had already removed
all their clothing except for stockings and high heels, while others wore only a light coat for warmth; after all, the early autumn morning was already quite
chilly. A flash went off, revealing a woman participating in a ritual posing for a photo with two tourists. Her fair skin,
slightly chubby face, and voluptuous figure exuded a unique feminine charm.
"Sister! We want a photo too!" Lele rushed over.
"Sister, are you participating in the ritual?" Ruobing and Lele curiously examined the woman's body,
making her a little embarrassed.
"You have a great figure!" Ruobing praised.
"Yeah, your breasts are almost as big as mine!" Lele chimed in.
"You two are very beautiful too, you've already met the Maine ritual standards! By the way,
where are you from?" the woman asked, half-jokingly, smoothing her hair.
"Ah!" Lele Bing covered her mouth, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Can foreigners participate in the sacrifice?"
Han Ruobing glared at her and said, "My name is Han Ruobing, this is Lele, we're from the capital. Sister,
what's your name?"
The woman smiled and said, "My name is Qin Qing. Foreigners can certainly participate, but they need to register in advance. Oh, you
two can't participate this year, but you can register next year! By the way, I have a friend here from the capital
," she said, calling out to the distance, "Sijia, there are two friends from the capital here!"
A beautiful woman with a slender figure walked over upon hearing this and said from afar, "Are you two also here to be sacrifices?
It's a pity you're late!"
"Sister Sijia, what brings you to Eid al-Adha as a sacrifice!" Lele exclaimed. "You have such a great figure! Sister,
are you a fitness instructor?"
Qin Qing extended her hand and introduced, "Han Ruobing and Lele, they're here for sightseeing. It's quite
a coincidence that we're here!"
The woman extended her hand and said, "Wang Sijia, a fitness instructor at the Imperial Capital Club!" But then Qin Qing said, "Sijia
also went to Maine for Eid al-Adha last year, just like you. She was shocked by the sight of fifty women being hanged together,
so she signed up for this year's festival six months ago!"
"Ah!" Lele gasped, covering her mouth in surprise. Sijia continued, "Not only that, but when I saw those
women being executed piled up into a high mountain of flesh, oh my god, for the past six months, I've been imagining my own corpse being
carried up there and thrown onto it. I get incredibly excited every time!"
"Sister Sijia, your lower body..." Han Ruobing glanced at Sijia's damp genitals and whispered in her ear.
"She's leaking!" Scarlett whispered in her ear, "Watch out for Qin Qing, she's leaking too!"
Lele protested, "What's all this secrecy about?"
"Actually, most women participating in the sacrifice will have some kind of reaction!" Qin Qing said with a smile,
"But it's rare to see someone react as strongly as Scarlett."
"Even on the gallows, you won't be much better off than me!" Wang Scarlett retorted.
"Hehe!" Qin Qing laughed, "During the suffocation process, women experience a strange pleasure. Maine,
with hundreds of years of experience, has developed a secret drug that can amplify this pleasure. During the Eid al-Adha hanging, some
women can even achieve orgasms that intercourse can't. Scarlett and I just took it!"
"That's amazing!" Lele exclaimed.
At that moment, the bells in the square rang. Qin Qing and Wang Sijia both showed a hint of tension on their faces: "The hanging is about
to begin. Sijia and I are 26 and 28 years old respectively, and we are the first women to go to the gallows. We can't chat with you anymore
, but you can go and watch our final performance."
Looking towards the gallows of fifty people, women participating in the ritual were already standing on the platform, placing the noose
around their necks. The two followed Qin Qing and Wang Sijia to their execution positions. In the middle, number
twenty-seven, a woman in black stockings and suspenders was already standing. She
looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, and her first impression was that of an OL (office lady). While her breasts weren't as large as Qin Qing's, they were still quite impressive.
Her two beautiful legs, encased in stockings, were slightly bent, revealing their exquisite curves.
"Xu Qing!" Her nameplate on the gallows revealed her identity. Because her hands were bound behind her back, her breasts
appeared very firm, and the triangle of her body, glistening with fluid, attracted the attention of many male tourists. Qin Qing and Sijia,
with the help of the ritual priests, also bound their hands behind their backs. Qin Qing was voluptuous, her breasts slightly
erect with excitement. Wang Sijia pretended to be nonchalant, but the wetness between her legs betrayed her.
Statistics from decades ago show that women used as sacrifices, with their hands tied behind their backs when hanged
, cannot caress their bodies before death because the accumulation of pleasure makes it easier to reach a climax. Two women stood one after the other on
the trapdoor, their high heels highlighting their perfect figures. Wang Sijia put the noose around her neck,
raised her calves, and struck a beautiful pose. Unexpectedly, Qin Qing, who had just been indifferent
, trembled with fear or excitement.
A few minutes later, a row of fifty tripods was filled with women to be sacrificed. Some of
the women about to be executed in the next round had already begun to undress, and a few impatient ones had already asked the priest to tie their hands behind
their backs. The priest, dressed in blue, made a final inspection to ensure that the noose was around the necks of each sacrifice.
The executioner pulled the handle, and with a series of snaps, the trapdoors under the women's feet opened one by one. Losing their support, their bodies
plummeted briefly, their high-heeled feet instinctively trying to touch the ground, but repeatedly failing, like
trying to ride a waterwheel. Gravity tightened the noose around their necks, and their arms bound behind their backs began to
struggle violently. Fifty snow-white bodies swayed, some large, some small, their uniquely shapely breasts bouncing
—a truly spectacular sight.
After a brief moment of terror, Qin Qing's voluptuous body began to struggle in a captivating manner. With
spontaneous kicks, her two full thighs opened and closed, and drops of glistening love fluid spurted out. Wang Sijia
was even more unrestrained; with her two long, shapely legs kicking violently, her body
swayed from side to side like a pendulum, making the gallows creak and groan. The woman named Xu Qing, her
thighs encased in black stockings, remained spread apart, occasionally kicking slightly, as if deliberately
displaying her alluring pubic area.
A hundred snow-white legs struggled in the air in various poses, the only common thread being
their involuntary, open mouths due to suffocation; some had their tongues slightly protruding, others even drooling.
Tourists seized the opportunity, excitedly pressing their shutters to capture this spectacular scene, Han Ruobing and Lele not to be
outdone.
Qin Qing was right; there was indeed pleasure during the hanging. Within minutes, the women
's bodies on the gallows clearly changed. Their full breasts became even more erect due to engorgement, and with their hands bound behind their backs,
they could only spread their legs during the struggle. Even the most reserved women's genitals were covered in arousal fluid.
Suddenly, Qin Qing stopped her futile struggle, her two snow-white thighs parting without warning and trembling
—she was the first to reach her climax. With erratic trembling, her wide-open eyes began to fog up
, and streams of clear liquid gushed from her lower body. With a thud, one red high heel fell
to the ground…
A minute later, except for occasional twitches in her calves, Qin Qing's voluptuous body finally hung motionless on
the noose. Freed from the restraint of her sphincter muscles, urine trickled from her lower body.
While Han Ruobing recorded the scene of her being hanged with her camera, the other women continued their aerial
dance with undiminished pleasure.
One, two, more and more sacrifices lost their lives in their final madness. Only Si Jia
and Xu Qing were still struggling on the gallows. At this moment, Xu Qing's two beautiful legs, encased in stockings
, trembled like the other women, clearly reaching the final moment. One of her high heels had already been thrown off during the earlier struggle
, and clear love fluid flowed down her slender thighs, making gurgling sounds in her throat.
"She's almost done for!" one of the women about to be hanged chuckled, covering her mouth. But
after a violent shudder, Xu Qing, hanging from the noose, suddenly went limp, like a spring unwound.
"Looks like Sister Sijia held on the longest!" Lele said, just as an executioner with a sharp
knife approached Sijia's gallows. Han Ruobing couldn't help but cover her mouth: "What is he going to do!"
"This woman has been up there too long. If this continues, our batch of sacrifices won't be ready in time!"
said one of the women about to be hanged.
Seemingly hearing the woman's words, a look of terror crossed Wang Sijia's face. Her long, shapely legs struggled even more fiercely, but this couldn't change her fate. The gleaming dagger 　　pierced her flesh
without resistance .
Wang Sijia finally snapped when the spike pierced her, but the executioner still
didn't hesitate to cut open her stomach. White intestines gushed out from the incision, her bladder and uterus hanging between
her legs. After a violent tremor, she breathed her last. Fifty lifeless bodies hung from the noose
, swaying gently from inertia. They were lowered one by one, and the next wave of
women began their journey to death beneath the gallows. The
executed women removed their high heels and stockings. Qin Qing, Wang Sijia, and Xu Qing's naked corpses were piled
together. Wang Sijia's disemboweled abdomen attracted most people's attention. The priests carried the corpses one by one to
the left side of the altar in the center of the square, piling them together. When Qin Qing's voluptuous body was thrown onto the hill, a strange excitement
spread through Ruobing's heart.
To the right of the altar, headless corpses were piled up into a spectacular mountain of flesh. "Over there, there are more beheadings!"
Following Lele's pointing finger, a long line of naked sacrificial offerings stood before five beheading stumps.
The beheaded woman was immediately dragged by her limbs and thrown onto the mountain of flesh by the priests dressed in black.
"Let's go take a look!" Han Ruobing suggested, and Lele nodded excitedly.
Five women, some plump and some slender, knelt on all fours in front of the wooden stake, their hair swept to one side, their fair necks wedged
into the crescent-shaped grooves on the stake. In this position, their buttocks involuntarily arched, revealing the beautiful curves of their bodies
. Although these women had volunteered for the sacrifice, their
hands were still bound behind their backs to prevent them from becoming nervous at the last minute.
With a bang, the executioner's axe fell together, severing the five women's snow-white necks as easily as tofu. Their bodies
reflexively straightened and trembled as if rehearsed, their ten snow-white breasts playfully
bouncing up and down on their chests, creating a spectacular sight.
"Ah!" Lele, witnessing a beheading for the first time, screamed. The five headless, beautiful corpses trembled on the ground
for over ten seconds before collapsing one after another. The priests, dressed in black, carried their headless bodies and threw them onto the mountain of flesh.
"Ruobing!" Lele whispered in Han Ruobing's ear, "I'm feeling something down there!"
"You!" Han Ruobing didn't know what to say, but then she heard Lele say, "At first it felt quite scary, but now
it feels rather exciting." Han Ruobing had the same thought, but was too embarrassed to say it aloud. They
all stayed there watching the beheading, and unknowingly their underwear became wet.
With a thousand offerings prepared, the Sacrifice officially began. Five Maine royal ladies, draped in magnificent robes,
knelt with their legs spread in the center of the altar, their hands bound behind their backs to a meter-high pillar. Their pampered lives had kept them
remarkably well-maintained; through their open robes, their fair skin and curvaceous bodies were fully exposed to the tourists
. They were all exceptionally beautiful women, one in a million. Five burly executioners stood
behind them, wielding thick-backed machetes.
The high priest's rhythmic voice echoed across the square. Within ten minutes, their bodies,
under the influence of the secret aphrodisiac, involuntarily reached climax time and again, their lower bodies gushing forth thick, sticky fluids. Yet their faces remained dignified and
serene, as if the gushing fluids from their orifices did not belong to them, heads held high, awaiting the completion of the sacrificial invocation
.
As the sacrificial rites were read, the thick-backed scalpel fell, and the beautiful heads of the five noble ladies fell to the ground. At the same time, their
bodies experienced another unprecedented climax. Without their heads, they could no longer remain serene; their alluring
bodies struggled wildly, yet, restrained by the pillars behind them, they remained kneeling. The executioners
picked up their heads and placed them atop the pillars.
The Maine people, dressed in their finest attire, sang and danced, celebrating the annual Eid al-Adha. In the streets and alleys surrounding the square
, simple food stalls were set up. Although the food festival officially opened at night, no
one had forbidden selling things during the day.
Han Ruobing and Lele had a wonderful time playing in the morning, but by noon, their stomachs were rumbling,
drawn by the enticing aromas.
"Ruobing!" Hurry, there are some barbecue stalls over there, they smell so good!
Skewers of meat, crispy on the inside and tender on the outside, tumbled on the glowing embers of charcoal, sizzling with fat and
wisps of smoke. A man in his thirties skillfully sprinkled Maine spices on them. Two
women, dressed in white yukatas with their collars completely open, helped out; one skewered small pieces of meat onto metal skewers, while the other busied herself
grilling.
"Uncle, the meat smells so good!" Lele exclaimed excitedly. "Sisters, why are you dressed like this
?"
"Because we're meat too!" one of the women grilling covered her mouth and chuckled. "We're grilling
the meat of women slaughtered during Eid al-Adha!" She pointed to a shared meat rack at several stalls, where half a woman's body
swayed in the breeze. At other stalls, there were women dressed similarly.
"I can't believe it!" Lele gasped, covering her mouth in surprise. "Are you all doing this voluntarily?" The woman nodded
.
Just then, a man dressed as a butcher walked over: "Old Li, stalls 35-39 are out of meat
. Do you have any left?" The man grilling the meat looked up and said, "We only have half a piece of meat left at these stalls
. You've come at the right time. Process Chun Dongni and leave us half!"
"They're talking about me!" the woman who had just spoken said. "Do you want to see how the butchers here cut women
in half?" The two nodded excitedly.
"Sister Dongni, you've been grilling meat all day and water's been dripping down your pants, you've soaked the floor!"
said the woman who was skewering the meat. Dong Ni wasn't about to back down. As she pulled off her bath towel, she said, "You little brat, aren't you
excited today too?"
"Hehe, I was thinking, maybe we'll have to use Dong Ni's meat skewers later!"
"The teppanyaki stall over there is almost out of meat, maybe we can even put our meat on one skewer
!" Dong Ni said with a laugh, but she didn't forget to cooperate with the butcher by hanging herself upside down on the meat rack. Because she was about to be slaughtered,
her pubic hair had already been shaved off, and her two thick labia were writhing, oozing clear love juice.
"You little brat!" The woman blushed. "Let's see how you argue with me now!" But at this moment,
the butcher's sharp knife slit open Dong Ni's throat, and streams of bright red blood gushed out. Apart from gurgling
sounds, she could no longer make any noise. The butcher, seemingly oblivious to the thick,
sticky fluid gushing from the woman's full lower body, deftly sliced open her snow-white abdomen with his knife, quickly
removing her internal organs and placing them in a large bucket labeled "Offal."
Han Ruobing and her companion stared in astonishment; in less than two minutes, a beautiful woman had lost her
life and become a piece of meat hanging on the rack. The butcher ripped off Dong Ni's full genitals, picked up the
chainsaw on the rack, first sawing off Dong Ni's head, then slicing her in half.
"Gentlemen, wouldn't you like a skewer?" said the woman who had been arguing with Dong Ni. "Uncle Liu, could you
cut some tenderloin from Sister Dong Ni? Two of my friends are very interested!"
"Ah!" Han Ruobing finally reacted. "Six skewers, please!"
As the two women contentedly enjoyed their skewers, the woman who had been arguing with Dong Ni was also sliced in two.
The meat was hanging on the rack, while their two spare ribs were sent to the teppanyaki stall.
The two women wandered around the food stalls, enjoying the various snacks like teppanyaki spare ribs, braised pork tenderloin, and meat wontons.
They ate heartily and soon were full. At this time, the afternoon activities in the square had
begun.
In the square, Maine people in their finest attire splashed water on each other as a blessing.
The woman who received the most blessings within half an hour would be offered as a gift to the water god.
A dozen or so Maine women, soaking wet, crowded into the center of the square. Their autumn clothes, already thin,
became even more prominent after being soaked. They gracefully removed their clothes, revealing their sexy and alluring
bodies, and calmly lay down on the ground. People tied their hands behind their backs, and a three-meter-long metal rod
was inserted into their private parts, piercing their bodies and exiting through their mouths. The piercing rods that had pierced their bodies were
inserted one after another into the two mounds of flesh. Pain and lack of oxygen caused their alluring bodies to struggle, and their love juices
flowed down the metallic rods. Meanwhile, more interesting traditional activities were underway.
"Is this the real-life version of Harvest Chess?" Lele exclaimed excitedly.
To the left of the square, beside a huge chessboard, thirty-two women dressed in sexy armor and wielding various weapons
were preparing nervously.
Harvest Chess is a variant of a board game on Earth. Every year before Eid al-Adha, Maine officials hold
a major tournament for women aged 18-28 with attractive appearances. The finals are
held on Eid al-Adha, with all thirty pieces being eliminated players from previous tournaments.
The two finalists are the Queens, and Maine television broadcasts the competition live.
"Look, that's last year's Harvest Chess champion, Zhou Mintong! She's an internationally renowned chess queen!" A
voice caught their attention.
"It's Sister Ni and Sister Ping!" Lele exclaimed in surprise. Sister Ni, whose real name was Zhen Ni, was a famous beauty
teacher at their university. Sister Ping was Sister Ni's cousin, whose beautiful legs had captivated countless men at the university. The women
were quite familiar with each other in the capital. They never expected to run into each other here during their vacation.
The armor on the "chess pieces" only protected their lower body, and the few sexy ropes on their upper bodies only
served to accentuate their ample breasts. Their identities
were indicated by their headdresses and the characters tattooed on their bodies. "Look, those two wearing crowns are the contestants." Unlike the other chess pieces
, the two women's graceful bodies were covered by thin gauze, making them even more alluring.
"Why are they also chess pieces?" Lele asked.
"If the king is killed, the game is lost!"
"Then they'll die!" Lele covered her mouth in surprise.
"Of course, otherwise why would today be called Eid al-Adha!"
The game had already begun as they spoke. Zhou Mintong, playing white, made the first move
, and the game quickly became intense. Two minutes later, the first black pawn to charge forward was captured. Zhou Mintong's pawn, wielding a short sword, rushed
forward and disemboweled the woman, cutting off her head as she knelt in agony.
"On Eid al-Adha, every piece's battle is rehearsed beforehand," Sister Ni explained. "Look at that!"
Just then, a white piece was also captured. Black used a whip to strangle the white piece deemed dead
. The woman's voluptuous body twisted and struggled for two minutes before finally dying,
incontinent in front of the camera.
The fallen pieces were moved off the field, their bodies arranged facing the board, kneeling with legs spread, their severed
heads placed between their legs. On the chessboard, pieces wielding short swords and those with fist-shaped weapons had to disembowel their opponents before defeating them
, while those with spears skillfully pierced their opponents' genitals.
As the game progressed into the endgame, Zhou Mintong's situation worsened. After the last guard was beheaded, her
defeat was inevitable. Three moves later, she was cornered. As the queen of the game, she tilted her head back, awaiting her final
moment. The black-clad woman in thin black armor parted her veil, her left hand using a gleaming
hook to grab her genitals and lift her up. Her snow-white belly was instantly ripped open, steaming as her internal organs gushed out.
Like the other pieces, she knelt on the ground, and her opponent smoothly severed her head, raising it high to declare the game
over.
"That was amazing! Can we participate in the afternoon's activities too?" Lele exclaimed excitedly.
"Women from other countries can also participate in the afternoon's activities, but they must clean themselves thoroughly beforehand
!" Zhenni waved a yellow sign indicating that the game had been cleaned.
"Will we be slaughtered?" Ruobing asked in surprise.
"Of course, otherwise why would it be called Eid al-Adha!" Sister Ping said, "I'm going to participate in the sacrificial plaque competition, and I've already
cleaned it thoroughly!"
"Ruobing, let's participate too!" Lele was somewhat tempted.
"Okay!" Han Ruobing gritted her teeth and said. Since the afternoon, her lower body had been wet. Although this kind of
thing was terrible, she had a little expectation in her heart. The two of them cleaned themselves thoroughly inside and out at the official cleaning station designated by Maine
. They also threw their wet underwear into the trash can. When they saw Sister Ni and
Sister Ping waiting outside the door, a strange feeling rose in their hearts.
"Go! Go!" The atmosphere in the square was still enthusiastic. A tug-of-war competition was in full swing.
Amid the cheers, the scales of victory were tilting towards the team wearing red shirts on the left.
There were a total of ten teams participating in the Eid al-Adha tug-of-war competition. The last winning woman would be offered as a gift to the earth
god. What they were seeing now was the final competition.
The twenty winning women walked to the altar and stripped naked, their bodies flushed
a healthy red from the intense exercise. On either side of the altar, two black metal poles, spaced several dozen meters apart, were each fitted with
a pulley. Between the pulleys was a long rope with a noose attached every meter. The black-clad priests placed these nooses
around the women's necks.
The women, participating in the tug-of-war, gripped both ends of the rope. The rope between the metal poles gradually tightened, and one by one, the twenty
winning women were pulled into the air. In the sudden moment of suffocation, their strong bodies struggled.
Long, slender legs kicked in mid-air, two hands futilely gripping the noose around their necks.
After several fruitless attempts, she began to caress her genitals as she struggled; after all, enjoying the last pleasure of life was
the final thing every woman sacrificing herself on Eid al-Adha did. Although she had already witnessed hanging that morning, this
method of execution for women still made Ruobing's heart race. A dozen minutes later, without exception, these women stopped struggling, their plump
bodies hanging motionless on the rope between two mountains of flesh.
"Stop looking, the Sacrifice Cards are more fun than this!" Zhou Ping tugged at Ruobing's arm. The Sacrifice Cards in Maine
were a simple card game where sixteen players, each with three drops of blood, were divided into two camps.
They drew cards in a clockwise direction, aiming to kill players from the opposing camp. The game ended when one camp was completely wiped out.
Several women arrived at the execution site with anticipation. Two meters above the ground, sixteen
circular metal cages, each three meters in diameter, formed a circle. Below the cages, transparent seats had a gleaming piercing rod visible through a central hole . In the center of the circle, piles of female corpses, each representing a different method of death, were displayed – these were 　　the bodies of players who had died
in previous games . 　　"We've come at just the right time! A game is about to start!" Many of the women participating in the game were already seated. 　　Zhou Ping, after removing her clothes to show off her long, alluring legs, sat down in one of the seats. 　　Once the sixteen female players were ready, their seats slowly rose into the cages. 　　"The metal cages contain robotic arms controlled by an AI. Once someone dies, they will be executed according to the method indicated on the cards 　　!" Sister Ni explained. 　　"What about Sister Ping?!" 　　"She only has a one in four chance of survival!" 　　In the first round, a charming young woman in seat number nine, without playing a single card, was taken 　　down to her last drop of blood by player number eight with a piece of meat. Her arms were automatically strapped to the chair, and a metal rod pierced through the transparent seat and inserted into her 　　already aroused lower body. Immediately afterward, the mechanism on the seat activated, and the woman's arms and legs were severed cleanly at 　　the root. Thump, thump—two sounds, but these were the sounds of her plump thighs hitting the ground. 　　"No!" the woman screamed in terror. The seat beneath her slowly lowered, leaving only her torso 　　impaled on the metal rod. Her full lower body writhed, wrapped around the rod, and her two large breasts trembled like sieves. 　　The execution procedure reached its final stage. A mechanical arm grabbed her hair, and with a snap, sharp scissors severed her head 　　. 　　In seat number nine, a woman was reduced to a headless piece of meat. The female players in the competition gasped for breath 　　. 　　Immediately afterward, player number eight was struck by a fateful judgment that ignored her health. An electric penis was inserted into 　　her vagina. According to the rules of the Sacrifice Card, if she were to reach orgasm within ten minutes, she would be executed. 　　Stimulated by the execution of woman number nine, her already exceptionally sensitive body reached its peak in less than two minutes. A sharp 　　piercing rod replaced the electric penis and slowly penetrated her full vagina, mercilessly piercing her voluptuous body 　　. When the piercing rod emerged from her mouth, this woman was undoubtedly still alive. 　　The atmosphere on the scene grew increasingly tense. The beautiful woman number eleven, wearing high heels and stockings, did not hesitate 　　to use the hanging duel against Zhou Ping, number twelve. The chairs beneath them slowly lowered. Zhou Ping was 　　a well-known campus beauty in university, with a curvaceous figure, especially her beautiful legs. She had stripped naked to participate in the competition 　　, while the other woman possessed a pair of alluring 42-inch legs. Four long, slender legs began to 　　struggle in mid-air. The remaining women, according to the rules of the game, began to bet on the two women; the wrong bet would 　　deduct a drop of blood. 　　The noose tightened around their necks, and the two long-legged beauties struggled without restraint, providing the spectators with 　　an endless visual feast. Their alluring faces gradually turned red from lack of oxygen, and 　　gurgling sounds came from their throats. Their thighs, which had initially kicked wildly, began to twitch reflexively. Streams of clear love fluid 　　flowed from between the stockinged beauty's open legs. Her jade-like feet, clad in high heels, were taut. At this moment, Zhou Ping 　　was in no better shape; as her legs clenched and rubbed together, her snow-white buttocks trembled incessantly. 　　"Look, Sister Ping is going to win!" But then, the stockinged beauty's body trembled without warning, followed by 　　a gush of urine from her lower body. 　　The duel ended, and the naked body of the beautiful woman in sexy stockings, hanging in the cage, was forever dead. 　　Zhou Ping returned to her seat. The two players who had bet on the wrong outcome had just lost their last drop of blood, and the random execution program 　　was activated. The robotic arm grabbed the third woman's feet and hung her upside down. Amidst the ear-piercing sound of the chainsaw, and with an unprecedented 　　climax, the woman was sawed open between her legs. Her body was stretched into a V-shape by the robotic arm, and 　　her genitals, cut in two, were still contracting excitedly. The wriggling intestines slid down from the V-shaped opening, 　　hanging between her breasts by the mucous membranes. The two petals, dripping with love juice, were attached to half of her body and trembled excitedly. 　　Woman number four was grabbed by the limbs and suspended in mid-air. A huge pair of scissors cut her body open at the waist, 　　her writhing intestines gushing out from the cut. Seeing her lower body hanging in front of her, the woman screamed. 　　Before she could react, a steel spike pierced her full, juicy genitals, and another pair of scissors severed her 　　head. 　　The players in the seats became lifeless, voluptuous corpses. After Zhou Ping used a card to disembowel player number seven 　　, only she and player number one remained on the field. She pointed defiantly to her opponent, pointing to the 　　headless corpses of players number seven and six, their abdomens being ripped open from their genitals and impaled on metal rods—the latter's snow-white thighs still twitching occasionally. In fact, having just killed these two women, Zhou Ping had almost run out of cards. Facing 　　player number one, 　　who had only two drops of health left, she was at a disadvantage with only one health remaining. She launched a 　　grand duel that every woman in the arena had to accept. Two women were restrained by mechanical arms to seats resembling rocking horses, their hands tied behind their backs, their 　　round buttocks raised high. After their genitals were smeared with aphrodisiacs, three electric dildos were inserted into their mouths, 　　genitals, and anuses respectively. 　　Two large scissors were held to their snow-white necks, suspending them in mid-air like dogs, as they enjoyed the sensations from their lower bodies.

A wave of itching and pleasure washed over her, and her body quickly flushed a captivating red. Her lips tightened, her hips undulated like waves, and
her sensual waist swayed like a water snake in mid-air. Glistening love fluid soaked the vibrators inserted into her lower body,
dripping onto the ground.
"Ah!" Zhou Ping finally couldn't hold back any longer. Her alluring body
convulsed uncontrollably, her lower body gripping the vibrator inside her tightly
, writhing wildly. She had forgotten the rules of the duel, indulging in her final frenzy. With a snap, her captivating head was severed, the vibrator protruding from her severed neck.
Her body continued to convulse tirelessly, her long, slender legs trembling, her alluring waist and flat abdomen
undulating like waves, and glistening love fluid gushing from her full lower body.
A round of enthusiastic applause erupted as the victorious player, number one, eagerly awaited her climax. The defeated
player's corpse was lifted by the staff and piled together with the other women. As the last defeated
player, Zhou Ping's headless body was the last to be lifted from her seat. Having only recently died, her two snow-white
thighs were still twitching unconsciously. The staff threw her on top of the pile of corpses and mischievously
inserted the vibrator that had just brought her to orgasm into her still-dripping vagina.
"Sister Ping!" Ruobing murmured.
"We'll see her at the food festival tonight!" Zhenni said.
"But, her head's been chopped off, will we still recognize her?"
"I don't know!" The three women laughed in unison.
Composing themselves, Zhenni led the two girls to watch the "Mountain of Knives and Sea of Fire" performance. The women who failed were
cut into various strange pieces and piled together, while the winner was pierced and roasted amidst the cheers of the crowd, as
a sacrifice to the fire god.
"Next, let's go watch the annual beheading competition at Eid al-Adha, it's really exciting!" Jenny said, looking
at the two excited girls. "Today, my old classmate Aji is challenging last year's champion, Elvis!" You
two should come and support him.
"Ah, we want to see it too!" Ruobing and Lele chimed in.
Dozens of wooden stakes for beheading were lined up in two rows. Two young men, bare-chested and muscular, held large axes
. A woman in revealing clothing nestled beside the man on the left, her sexy body extremely provocative, her
hands skillfully caressing the man's body.
"Aji!" The man on the left put his arm around the woman's sexy waist and slapped her ample buttocks provocatively,
saying, "How about mine!"
"What are they doing!" Ruobing asked.
"Before the beheading competition at Eid al-Adha, each contestant usually chooses a woman to test their axe on. There's a common
saying about it being a 'good start,' and over time, even this has become a competition," Jenny explained.
"What are we competing in?"
"Women who are sexy and beautiful, and outgoing, and besides, you'll find out soon enough!" Zhenni said,
"You can also sign up for the decapitation contest. I see you two girls have already fallen for each other, why don't you give it a try? But
you might not be selected!"
"Ah!" Han Ruobing's heart skipped a beat when she heard what she was thinking, but she laughed and said, "Hehe, Sister Ni, your
old classmate Aji seems to be in a bad situation!"
"You silly girl, Aji probably didn't expect to qualify for the finals in the morning's sacrifice,
he wasn't prepared!" Zhenni laughed and scolded as she took off her coat: "Hold this for me!"
"Sister Ni, what are you doing!"
"Helping my old classmate, Sister Ni's classmate can't have a bad start!" The two women covered
their mouths in surprise, Sister Ni...
"His is right here!" Jenny's clear and melodious voice rang out. She was a well-known
beauty at Imperial University, always attracting attention wherever she went. Today, under her coat, a white shirt and a short skirt that barely covered her knees
revealed her two long, white legs, which were incredibly alluring. Now, she was even more defiant, puffing out her full breasts and looking at
the woman opposite her.
"Jenny!" Aji's eyes lit up, but then he heard her whisper, "Don't worry, I'll back you up.
Don't hold back later!" At that moment, Jenny sealed Aji's lips with a long, passionate kiss. The latter
wrapped one arm around her slender waist, while his other hand casually caressed her full buttocks.
"Oh my, that woman is so shameless!" Lele exclaimed. It was Elvis, the woman, who had pulled down her tank top
, revealing two large breasts. Then, she provocatively took off her panties, her sexy body wrapped around the man.
At this moment, Jenny also ended her long kiss with the executioner, Aji. Like a nightclub dancer, she swayed her sexy,
alluring body, tearing off her clothes piece by piece and throwing them into the crowd amidst the men's whistles. Soon, her
snow-white body was completely naked before the people.
"I wonder where Sister Jenny learned all this!" Han Ruobing said. In the center of the crowd, two women vied for attention.
Jenny's tongue darted slightly, her jade-like hands roaming over Aji's body like a pipa, her alluring waist swaying from side to side, her full, fleshy
buttocks glistening with dew. The other woman was not to be outdone, spreading her legs and teasing her full private parts in full view of everyone
.
Jenny turned around, took the large axe from Aji's hand, and placed it between her legs. She raised her long neck,
swaying her hips, her full lower body rubbing against the axe handle. Once the handle was covered in nectar, she gently squatted down, the wooden
handle slowly sinking into her plump, moist opening. Her full hips heaved up and down, and seductive moans
escaped Jenny's lips. Her full, alluring lower body swallowed and released the axe handle. After a dozen or so strokes, Aji
withdrew the axe from her. The wooden handle was already covered in glistening love juice. At this moment, another woman's
lower body was also dripping with fluid.
"I really didn't expect that Jenny back then would be so unrestrained!" Aji said, holding Jenny close, the axe handle still inside her
full lower body.
"Me too. I know you've been preparing for the competition for a long time. You did well today, didn't you?"
"Fantastic! I was just worrying about that!" he said, kissing Jenny's fragrant lips. On the other side, while Elvis
was passionately kissing a woman, his enormous penis was inserted into her body. After the passion subsided, the two women walked to two wooden
stools and stood facing each other, their voluptuous bodies vying for attention, raising their alluring chins as they sized each other up.
"Jenny!"
"Li Xue!"
"You're beautiful!"
"You are too, who will be more exciting later?"
"I'm looking forward to it too!"
The two women were pressed down onto wooden blocks by the men behind them. Their full buttocks
swayed from side to side with their waists, and their alluring legs revealed their plump private parts that pulsated and expelled glistening love fluid.
With two thuds, the two beautiful heads rolled to the ground, blood gushing from their severed necks.
Under the force of gravity, the two beauties lay on the ground, their round buttocks involuntarily
sticking up, their plump thighs spreading apart and struggling instinctively. Thick love fluid eagerly gushed from their pulsating vulvas.
Enthusiastic applause rang out from the crowd. Even Han Ruobing and Lele found Jenny's sexy
corpse incredibly alluring at this moment. Their performance just now involuntarily reminded them of the football babes on the field.
Two headless, beautiful corpses were turned over. Their sexy bodies still struggled instinctively, their upper bodies arching
and falling unconsciously, their snow-white breasts trembling, and their two snow-white legs kicking and twitching until they lost their last
bit of strength.
The corpses of Jenny and Li Xue were impaled and stood before two rows of wooden blocks, their snow-white bellies bearing the
names of Aji and Elvis respectively. The organizers of the Eid al-Adha announced the rules of the competition: the contestant who could behead the most women within five minutes
would win. To increase participation, 40 tourists who signed up on-site were selected,
along with 160 pre-prepared volunteers, to serve as the women to be beheaded.
"Let's sign up too!" Han Ruobing looked at Jenny's headless corpse, a surge of indescribable excitement rising within her
.
In the beheading competition, the executioner's strength, speed, endurance, and skill were tested. The record holder, Elvis,
had a score of 73, meaning that if both of them performed normally, about a quarter of the women would survive until
the end of the competition. The 160 women about to be beheaded stripped off their clothes, some chattering excitedly
, others simply lying on wooden stumps taking photos.
In the square, between the corpses of Jenny and Li Xue, a makeshift screen displayed the women's allocation results.
"Ruobing! Look, my name is on there!"
Qiao Lele, number 31, was clearly listed under Elvis's name! Lele grabbed Han Ruobing's hand, saying, "Number 31, I'm definitely
going to get my head chopped off, I definitely will! Oh my god, what did I just do? I came here to participate in the food festival!"
"Lele!" Han Ruobing also searched for her name on the screen: "Don't get excited, you can still
participate in the food festival, but in a different way!"
"Food?" Lele pouted, "Ruobing, they'll roast me whole, or like the two
women at noon, split me in two, and make me into a teppanyaki grill. I'm wet down there! Ruobing, I see your name
is on there too." Number 75, Han Ruobing was listed under Aji's name.
"Ruobing, you're really lucky! You know, the highest score in the decapitation competition is only 73. You
'll probably find me at the food festival tonight!"
"Maybe Aguitar will have an extraordinary performance!" Han Ruobing didn't know why she said that, but
there seemed to be a hint of anticipation in her heart: "Let's take off our clothes too, we'll be late!" The two women
took off their clothes like the others. Han Ruobing had a well-proportioned figure full of youthful vitality, and Lele's pair of large breasts were even more breathtaking
. To avoid mixing up the corpses after the decapitation, the organizers had printed their names on their buttocks with special paint.
Standing among a group of completely naked women, their excited expressions, trembling bodies, and wet genitals
gave Ruobing a sense of familiarity; she seemed to be like that too. In the center of two rows of wooden stumps, two large circles were drawn in white powder
. According to experienced women, the bodies of beheaded women would be piled up there, and dozens of women
would excitedly lie on top of each other, pretending to be corpses, for tourists to take photos, supposedly to experience the thrill of death. Several women
even trembled and had sex the instant the shutter clicked.
First up was last year's champion, Elvis, whose towering figure stood in the center. Thirty women in two rows
lay face-to-face on the stumps. To prevent them from struggling and affecting the competition, their hands were tightly
bound behind their backs, and their legs were spread apart and secured to the ground with a simple leather buckle. Due to excitement, most of the women
were already quite wet. Number 31, Lele, also had her hands bound behind her back and was being held by a man in black
, waiting to be beheaded before being pressed onto the stump.
The starting gun fired, and Elvis swung his axe. With a thud, a woman's head fell to the ground. Because her lower legs were fixed
to the ground, her voluptuous body jerked upright, trembling. Blood gushed from her severed neck, and
her large breasts swayed back and forth. The axe fell again, and a second headless woman's body
rose up like the first. Three, four—Elvis's movements were swift and decisive, without any hesitation. The women
's bodies rose like waves, a spectacular sight.
Fifteen women, fifty-six seconds. Elvis moved to another row and began a new killing spree. The staff loosened
the leather straps from the lower legs of the decapitated women, throwing their still-struggling bodies into the white circle in the middle.
Due to time constraints, the woman at the very top, just decapitated, still maintained the arched position she had been in at the time of her execution, her headless body
convulsing, and clear fluid oozing from between her spread legs. Lele was also pressed onto the chopping board.
The sight of headless female corpses standing upright after being decapitated aroused her even more. The staff behind her,
sensing her excitement, inserted their fingers into her genitals and began to masturbate.
Fifty-seven seconds later, a second slower than before, Elvis finished decapitating another row of women. His next target
was…
With a bang, Lele's headless body stood upright, her two large "papayas" playfully bouncing.
Her close friend, the always chattering Lele, was now a sexy, voluptuous corpse.
Han Ruobing felt a sense of unreality. She would never again say things without thinking; her head
was gone. Suddenly, a surge of heat erupted from her lower body.
Lele's headless corpse was thrown onto the pile of corpses. Ruobing couldn't even find her among them anymore. Seventy-one…
Seventy-two, people shouted excitedly, seventy-three, seventy-four, a tidal wave of cheers erupted. Elvis had
broken his three-year record. The headless corpse of the last woman to be beheaded was dragged to
the center of two rows of wooden blocks to pose for a photo with the executioner. Elvis, holding his axe upright between the woman's spread legs,
posed for photos with the reporters in a victorious pose.
"Congratulations!" Aji shook Elvis's hand, and the latter nodded politely. The championship
was almost certainly his.
Elvis's performance ended, and the corpse symbolizing his record-breaking feat was impaled for public viewing. Aji
stood in the center of two rows of wooden blocks, while thirty women lay prostrate in front of them in two rows.
"Referee, could you please let Miss Han Ruobing (number 75) come over? I'd like to take a picture with her!"
"Aji, are you trying to challenge Elvis's record? Good for you! Please, Miss Han Ruobing, come up here!"
With her hands tied behind her back, Ruobing was escorted onto the stage. Aji's strong physique and friendly smile calmed her
down.
"You're Aji, Zhenni's old classmate!"
"What a coincidence! You know Zhenni. Looks like you're destined to be my lucky star today. You have a great figure; you must make many
girls jealous!" Aji said, his fingers naturally slipping into her wet lower body. The warmth there made him
nod in pleasure.
"Referee, I want to give this beautiful girl one last comfort!" Aji's words elicited a burst of
enthusiastic applause. "Aji, Aji!" people excitedly called his name.
"Are you so sure!" Ruobing stood on tiptoe, bringing her head close to Aji's face.
"Of course!" Aji's words were barely out of his mouth before Ruobing's delicate lips sealed his lips. After a long kiss, Ruobing stood
beside the tall Aji, and the reporters faithfully captured the moment with their cameras—perhaps this Aji really
could create a miracle.
Ruobing had never imagined this would happen to her. In a square filled with thousands, she knelt on the ground, her lips awkwardly
licking Aji's penis until it hardened. Then, this powerful man embraced her from behind, his thick penis filling her lower body with thrusts and thrusts. The gazes of the crowd excited her, and she tried her best to meet 　　the man's thrusts
with all the skills she had learned . 　　Aji didn't bring her to her climax, only symbolically thrusting a few dozen times. He needed to 　　conserve his energy for the upcoming competition, but when Han Ruobing was taken down, she was too excited to walk properly. 　　He habitually shook his neck, making a cracking sound, and the smile on his face earned him a round of enthusiastic applause. 　　The starting gun fired, and Ruobing watched intently as Aji raised his axe. His explosive body leaped forward like a cheetah, 　　his axe flashing with a cold light as it fell, and the woman's head snapped off. 　　As Aji drew closer, the woman lying on the chopping board trembled involuntarily, her already wet 　　lower body writhing and secreting fluids. Fourteen, fifteen—Aji's axe fell, and the woman instantly gushed out 　　a stream of fluid, her body straightening up. A few drops of blood from her severed neck splattered onto Ruobing's face. 　　"Will I do that too?" she murmured. 　　"Most women will!" said the staff member behind her. 　　44, 45, Aji chopped off another row of women's heads. The headless corpses were untied and thrown onto 　　the pile of bodies. Ruobing was ordered to kneel before the wooden block. The staff gestured for her to spread her legs, placing her head on the crescent- 　　shaped notch on the chopping board. A cool leather belt fastened around her slender legs, and a strange feeling rose in her heart. A few 　　minutes later, should she stand up herself or let someone else untie the headless corpses? She seemed to be more 　　eager for the latter. 　　The woman opposite her, her body upright after being beheaded, seemed to be calling to her, and an unprecedented 　　excitement brewed in her heart. 　　61, 62, Ruobing seemed to sense the approach of death. A woman's intuition told her that Aji 　　's performance this time seemed to be better than Elvis's. 72, A headless woman's body sprang up not far away. 73, There 　　were still a dozen seconds left. 74, The head of the woman next to her rolled in front of Ruobing, her eyes staring incredulously at her own 　　bleeding body cavity. A few drops of warm blood splattered onto her neck. 　　Ah Ji was about to break the record. Ruobing's mind was a little sluggish. That strong figure appeared not far away. 　　A cool breeze blew by, and she suddenly felt a pain in her neck. The world spun around her. She saw the 　　body of the woman who had just been beheaded standing upright, and then she saw headless female corpses piled together. Finally, the image froze on a 　　row of trembling headless female corpses. The one on the far left looked like herself... 　　"Aji, Aji!" A tidal wave of cheers rang out. The staff tried to 　　untie Ruobing's trembling body from the wooden block, but Aji stopped them. He grabbed the woman's hands, which were tied behind her back, and pressed this beautiful body that had brought him victory 　　against the wooden block. His strong male member was inserted into her muddy flower path. He wanted to share this hard- 　　won victory with this woman. 　　People cheered and picked up Ruobing's head from the ground, letting her watch her headless corpse frantically having sex with the champion 　　—even though she couldn't see anything at this moment. Aji, Aji, amidst the cheers, Aji finally 　　erupted inside Ruobing's headless, beautiful body. The female corpse remained trembling, white fluid gushing from her open vulva 　　, which several reporters photographed closely. 　　As a symbol of victory, her body was dragged next to the rather large mountain of flesh, and a smiling 　　Aji Aji thrust a sharp axe between her parted legs, thus creating a photograph that witnessed the new record 　　. Afterwards, her headless corpse was impaled, and tourists flocked to take 　　photos with this lucky, beautiful corpse, until eventually the organizers had to charge a fee to maintain order. 　　As night fell, the participants of Eid al-Adha began to enjoy tempting delicacies: roasted whole women, braised trotters, and a 　　dazzling array of food that kept the tourists lingering. Several makeshift barbecue pits were set up at the edge of the square, where three alluring headless women rolled on the glowing embers 　　, their golden-brown genitals oozing oil, their plump 　　vulvas seemingly gripping the impaling rods tightly. 　　"Aji!" Your lucky charm is almost ripe! Elvis raised his beer mug; after the game, 　　the two were now like old friends. 　　"Yours Li Xue too!" 　　"And Jenny!"

Let's raise a toast to them!

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