【Seven-day Festival/MeinOpfer】

Seven-Day Memorial / meinopfer
Author: tuboshuliu
Day 1: First Encounter
- Drug Rape
Today is the day of the SV (student council) election at Helmholtzgymnasium. The school auditorium is brightly lit and bustling with activity. On stage, student representatives are introducing the projects they are responsible for. Today, the student council's uniform is black, symbolizing novelty and mystery unlike anything seen before.
In the center of the crowd, a blonde girl wearing a black tank top seems to be the student council president. She confidently introduces the overall situation of the student council to the students below the stage, patiently answering everyone's questions. Her bright and radiant smile conveys full persuasiveness. While people express their satisfaction with this year's student council plans, they also admire her beauty.
After the introduction, the representatives distribute ballots to the students below the stage. In this rare silence, the girl seems to sense something mysterious and nervously looks back: several older boys in the back row are talking to each other in hushed tones, and another boy is silently staring at the ballot in his hand. Everything seems so ordinary. The girl turned away reassured, unaware that a malicious gaze lingered around her.
After a while, she whispered something to the student council vice president beside her, then hurried off the stage and headed towards the end of the right-hand corridor.
—In
the quiet restroom, only the occasional dripping water made a tinkling sound. The girl stood before the vanity mirror, carefully examining her appearance: her radiant blonde hair fell loosely over her shoulders, and beneath her long, delicate, crescent-shaped eyebrows, a pair of flawless grey eyes revealed her pure German heritage. The combination of light blue eyeshadow and long, curled eyelashes exuded youthful vitality. Her delicate, upturned nose and cherry-red lips possessed an irresistible attraction to the opposite sex, while her elegant and dignified demeanor suppressed most people's impure thoughts, thus inspiring admiration.
For today's election, she had specifically chosen this elegant black tank top, paired with low-waisted jeans, a common choice among students. Her clothing and perfect combination showcased her beautifully curvaceous figure: rounded, smooth shoulders, firm, full breasts, and a slightly protruding mons pubis beneath her flat, smooth abdomen—all exuding the charm of a young girl.
Just as the girl was basking in her own radiant beauty, the bathroom door suddenly opened from the outside, and a man dressed as a cleaner walked in, coming up behind her, seemingly intending to empty the trash can behind the door. The girl stepped aside to let the man pass, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of his face. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she was about to scream. But the man, clearly prepared, swiftly covered the girl's mouth and nose with a rag soaked in anesthetic. After a violent struggle, the girl lost consciousness and collapsed weakly into the man's arms.
Having subdued the girl, the man supported her shoulders with one hand to prevent her from falling, while his other hand traced her smooth, delicate back, lingering on her round, full buttocks encased in jeans, caressing them with satisfaction, occasionally kneading them. The elastic, full feel brought him immense pleasure. The unconscious girl only twitched her body a few times unconsciously. The man continued to hold her, unbuckling her jeans with his right hand and pulling them down to her round, pert buttocks. Her sexy buttocks, tanned a healthy light brown from sunbathing, revealed light-colored bikini lines after he removed her white panties. The man's fingers gently parted her buttocks along the cleft between them, revealing delicate pink folds. Truly a young girl's rear end, quite a sight to behold.
Hearing footsteps outside the corridor, the man quickly pulled her jeans back up, stuffed the unconscious girl into the large garbage bag he had brought, placed it on a trolley along with the other trash, and slowly pushed open the door and walked out. The noise from the auditorium grew louder; it seemed the chief student representative's prolonged absence had caused quite a commotion. The other student representatives anxiously searched for her in the corridor, hoping she would reappear on stage as soon as possible.
No one knew that the girl named Annalisiezimmer would never appear in this school again. Her life would be extinguished silently in seven days (including today). Only one person held the power of life and death over her, and that was me, the mysterious man who appeared in the bathroom. Anna would disappear from this world without a trace as my sacrifice. The reason for doing so was not because of my hatred for her, quite the opposite, but because of my boundless love for her, which no one could compare to.
Anna, let me accompany you on the final journey of your life.
(End of Day 1)
Day 2: Confusion
- Hypnosis
In the early morning, a ray of soft, warm sunlight shone into the room through the gap in the curtains. The man quietly admired the sleeping beauty lying on the bed. Anna's eyes were peacefully closed, her long, curved eyelashes drooping over her eyelids. A blush on her fair face made her look as fresh and tempestuous as a ripe peach, and her full breasts trembled slightly with her shallow, even breathing.
Sunlight shone on her face, warming the girl, and she seemed about to wake up. Then, a male voice, as gentle as the sunlight, entered her mind: "This is a vast, boundless lake. The afternoon breeze sweeps across its surface, creating ripples on the calm water… You lie on a small boat in the center of the lake, its hull swaying gently with the waves. The water murmurs softly, and your body sways gently. Can you feel it?"
The deep, powerful male voice, full of magnetism, smoothly guided the girl into a world of fantasy, involuntarily entering a hypnotic state.
"I can feel it—" Anna blinked a few times, answering in a soft, dreamlike voice.
"Relax… relax your whole body. Your shoulders, your arms, feel very relaxed, naturally. Your abdomen… your hips… your legs, completely relaxed."
The male voice guided every part of Anna's body, from head to toe, one by one, as if floating in the air.
"Now you are deeply under my hypnosis, without worries. You will completely obey my commands, whatever they may be, because from this moment on I am your master, in control of everything you do. Do not try to disobey my orders, because that will bring you pain, understand?"
"Yes... Master," Anna answered blankly. Although there was a will to resist deep inside her, her body had lost its autonomy, and all her actions could only obey the commands of the master before her.
Seeing the success of his skillful hypnosis, the man's lips curled into a wicked and dangerous smile. Next, this beautiful doll would satisfy all of her master's desires.
"Stand up, open your eyes, look into my eyes."
Anna stiffly stood up from the bed, opening her heavy eyes. When her gaze met her master's, her once bright and intelligent eyes instantly lost their luster, becoming empty and lifeless, staring blankly at her master.
"Take off your clothes."
Anna could not resist her master's magnetic and melodious voice. There was no reason; she only knew that she was now willing to do anything for the man before her.
Anna obediently removed her black tank top, revealing a pair of firm breasts taut beneath a black bra. Her slender fingertips brushed the ribbons at the back of the bra, clumsily unhooking it. As the bra slid down, a pair of well-developed, full, yet not bloated breasts appeared before the man's eyes. Then Anna unbuckled her belt, pulled down her low-rise jeans, revealing a round, full bottom and long, sexy legs that were a feast for the eyes. Her elegant, delicate calves and beautifully curved ankles were irresistible.
"Darling...open your legs." The man's deep voice couldn't hide his excitement. Although he had long been captivated by Anna's beauty, this was the first time he had observed her naked body so closely. She was far more beautiful than he had imagined.
Anna slowly opened her legs, revealing a smooth, flat stomach. Her soft, dark golden pubic hair was neatly trimmed, and her tender labia were a delicate pink.
The man stepped forward and passionately pressed his lips to her luscious lips. The girl immediately surrendered to his kiss. The man kissed her passionately, on her rosy cheeks, her soft earlobes, and her fair neck. The fragrance of her hair filled his nostrils, creating a romantic and relaxed atmosphere. He seemed to have forgotten his surroundings, as if he were passionately kissing his dream lover.
The man kneaded Anna's full, young breasts, his fingers constantly stroking and pressing her nipples. Anna's round breasts immediately hardened, and her buds proudly stood erect. The man's right hand groped down her ivory-smooth back. Anna trembled slightly from the touch of the opposite sex, her firm thighs quivering. Thick, sticky love juice had already secreted from her swollen vulva, moistening her still-closed vagina.
The man extended his tongue, tracing its path across the girl's beautiful breasts, sucking on her rosy nipples, the occasional light bite further arousing Anna's desire.
"Mmm...uh..." Anna gasped softly, making elastic sounds.
The man commanded Anna to bend over, legs bent, thighs spread, hips raised, the lower body and raised lower body forming an exceptionally sensual curve. Her beautiful body trembled gently, ripples of quivering appearing on her full, rounded buttocks. A surge of excited pleasure coursed through the man's heart, an uncontrollable swelling sensation. His erect penis thrust forcefully into the crevice between Anna's buttocks, the warm friction against her rectum encouraging him to penetrate deeper. In sync with the rhythmic swaying of Anna's hips, the magnificent first climax finally arrived, a gush of silvery-white fluid gushing from the tip of his penis, flowing deep into the girl's core.
Then, the man changed his approach, commanding Anna to take his penis into her cherry-like lips. He used his tongue to part her soft labia, licking the beautiful crevice. The sweet, youthful scent made him suckle passionately once more. The love fluid flowing from the girl's private parts became the most delicious drink in his mouth. Anna was indeed a clever girl; even under hypnosis, she displayed such intoxicating oral skills. Her smooth, fragrant tongue brushed against the glans, like a soothing dance, massaging every part of it. Just as he felt himself about to ejaculate, the man quickly pulled his penis out of Anna's mouth to prevent her from choking on his semen. Although his actions towards Anna were somewhat rough, he didn't want to needlessly hurt her; perhaps this was the last vestige of mercy in the devil's heart.
After a long period of intercourse, the girl was also panting and collapsed weakly onto the bed.
"Close your eyes and fall into a deep sleep," the man whispered in Anna's ear. Instantly, the girl entered a deep state of relaxation. After hearing her even breathing, the man carried her to the bed in the inner room, carefully covering her with a blanket, his eyes once again showing the tenderness he had shown before.
"Sleep, my darling. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you won't remember anything that happened today. Rest well, tomorrow will be even harder, but in five more days you'll be completely free..."
(End of Day Two)
Day Three: Submission
—Discipline
Anna vaguely felt her hands being bound by rough hemp rope in her sleep, then her ankles touching cold metal. She tried to open her eyes to see what was happening, but her heavy eyelids wouldn't open. Then a pair of strong arms reached down to her slender waist and knees, lifting her entire body. The man seemed to be carrying her down the steps, the surroundings becoming cold and damp, apparently into the basement. Anna felt her body gradually leaving the ground, her long legs hanging limply. Thinking of the humiliation she was about to suffer, the girl fainted again out of fear.
After everything was prepared, the man poured a bucket of ice-cold water on Anna. The bone-chilling cold woke Anna from her unconsciousness. She weakly raised her head and glared at the man resentfully, trying to say something.
"Anna, you should know very well how much I love you. I've resorted to this desperate measure. Don't worry, I'll give you the most wonderful service before you're free. Besides, this is the second basement level, and all the doors have combination locks. Give up on the idea of escaping now. You've always been a smart girl, haven't you?"
"What are you going to do to me?" the girl asked desperately, her beautiful eyes already glistening with tears, but she bit her lip tightly to keep from crying in front of the man.
"You'll find out." A sly smile appeared on the man's lips; judging from the strange light in his eyes, he had completely gone mad.
The man walked to the girl who was hanging there, took a leather whip from the wall, and lashed it hard across the girl's smooth, jade-like back. The girl let out a piercing scream; after several lashes, red welts were left on her once fair back. The man lovingly stroked Anna's soft skin, sprinkling a fine layer of salt on her wounds. The girl's cries grew more painful; she could no longer control the tears welling in her eyes. Crystalline tears rolled down her face like broken pearls, her sobs heart-wrenching enough to move even celestial beings, yet unable to evoke any pity from the demon.
Watching Anna's incessant screams and cries, the man grew excited. He took out a thick, electric dildo, turned it to the highest vibration setting, and forcefully inserted it into the girl's anus. Then, the man moved to Anna's front, slapping her soft, full breasts, and clamped her rose-red nipples with sharp-edged nipple clamps. The sharp protrusions on the clamps stimulated Anna's innate desire, and her soft breasts hardened. After a while, the girl fainted from the intense pain and exhaustion. The man took a sausage-sized popsicle from a metal box on the ground and slowly inserted it into the girl's vagina, rotating it continuously. The girl's sensitive petals contracted on their own after being stimulated. She barely opened her eyes, her previous resentment replaced by pleading. "I'll give you anything you want, please let me go."
The man raised his thick eyebrows and smiled, asking, "Anything?"
Anna's previous pride vanished, and she nodded pleadingly.
"I originally wanted you to marry me. You received my love letter, but you didn't agree then. Now it's too late. Do you think I'd let you go?" The man burst into a deafening laugh. Ignoring
Anna's screams, he forced her to lower her head, making her suckle and lick his already hard member with her cherry-like lips. The girl, breathless from being choked, could only reluctantly take the man's penis into her mouth, her soft, smooth tongue causing it to swell rapidly. Finally, the man reached his climax, his gushing semen shooting uncontrollably deep into her throat. The girl choked, coughing violently, a mixture of saliva and semen dripping from the corner of her mouth.
Once the ice in the girl's vagina had mostly melted, the man pulled out the ice pop, now only as thick as a finger, and brought it to his lips, sucking the sweet, fragrant nectar secreted by the girl. His tongue skillfully teased her clitoris, accelerating the secretion of her love juice.
Anna's cries gradually shifted from pain to submission; the stimulation from her clitoris and nipples gave her a strange pleasure. She felt ashamed and remorseful for so easily submitting to this man she had never valued before, shamelessly displaying masochistic pleasure.
As Anna struggled internally, the man licked his lips with satisfaction, seemingly pleased with the girl's love juice.He wholeheartedly agreed, gently lifting the girl's delicate chin and asking, "From now on, you must call me Master."
The girl stubbornly turned her head to the side, refusing to respond. Seeing her defiance, the man smiled as he had expected. "I knew you wouldn't give in so easily. You've already tasted the cold; now try the heat."
The man lit two thick candles, the scalding wax dripping mercilessly onto Anna's delicate, fair skin. She screamed and struggled violently. The man grinned maliciously and forcefully inserted the candles into the girl's vagina and anus. The burning sensation filled Anna's candle-lit orifice and back passage.
"Call me Master obediently, and I'll lessen your pain; otherwise… hehehe."
Anna finally succumbed to the man's lewd power, managing to utter, "Master."
"Looks like you're still not entirely willing. Well then… try this."
The man pulled the chains hanging from Anna's hands, placing her face down on the cold ground. He took out a large syringe and a bottle of pale yellow, oily liquid; the label indicated it was industrial glycerin for mechanical lubrication. The man filled a syringe with glycerin and inserted it into Anna's already swollen and red anus, slowly injecting the entire bottle of glycerin into her tight anus. The sensation of the large amount of liquid passing through her rectum made Anna's lower abdomen feel abnormally full. After a futile struggle, the remaining feces in the girl's large intestine and the injected glycerin gushed out rapidly. After such a cruel and merciless enema, Anna was drenched in sweat, and the intense feeling of exhaustion finally caused her strong will to completely collapse.
"Master, I will obey you wholeheartedly."
"Very good, you are tired today too, rest for a while." For some reason, the man suddenly became gentle and considerate. He helped Anna's weak and powerless body up, untied the shackles on her hands and feet, and gently massaged the girl's wrists and ankles, which were numb from being bound for a long time. Then the man took out a leather collar with countless barbs and put it on the girl. A thin rope was tied to the collar, which the man held in his hand. It seemed that he was going to train the girl into a docile and subservient bitch.
Sure enough, the man raised his whip and lashed it at the girl's bare, high-raised buttocks. "Now crawl forward obediently, turning in the direction I pull the collar." The man smugly pulled the rope to the left. The girl hesitated for a moment, and the barbs on the collar tore at the delicate skin of her neck, drops of bright red blood trickling down her neck. Anna dared not listen any longer and had no choice but to crawl on all fours on the ground like a loyal female dog.
The cold air of the basement slowly seeped into the girl's body, her movements becoming increasingly stiff, her fair face turning a bluish-white from the cold. Seeing that the girl was about to collapse from exhaustion, the man promptly picked up her now-cold body and returned to the previous bedroom, using a towel to wash away the sweat and bodily fluids. After the bath, the girl was sleeping peacefully in the man's arms, her serene smile showing no trace of the torment she had endured.
The man placed the girl on his bed, covered her with a blanket, and sat on the edge of the bed, quietly reminiscing about the past, recalling the happy times he and the girl had spent together that summer…
“…I want to go back to the past, to try holding you in my arms, your shy face still a little childlike
, to see the world you see, to feel sweetness just by being close to you in your dreams
…”
Jay’s melancholic voice portrayed the fleeting years like smoke. The girl’s breath was fragrant, and in such a warm environment, the man leaned back, regretting his actions, but he knew that there was no going back. Since he had made up his mind, he had to stick to it to the end…
“…I want to go back to the past, to try to continue the story,
at least to prevent you from leaving me again.
This time, I will hold you tighter, but I don’t know if it’s too late to hold on…”
The man gently kissed the girl’s forehead and quietly left the room.
"Tomorrow will be the last days I spend with her while she's still alive..."
(End of Day Three)
Day Four: Purification
- Cleansing
"Since we can't be together forever, then I must leave behind her scent, so that I can always remember her voice and smile; her fragrance will be eternal."
That morning, the man began to build a huge distillation apparatus, and specially obtained a large barrel of animal fat and several rolls of fine, high-quality linen. After everything was prepared, the man used hypnosis to put Anna to sleep again. Then he carefully and evenly applied the fat to her entire body, and then wrapped the linen around her limbs and torso, which were covered in fat, leaving only her nostrils exposed so she could breathe.
The hypnotized girl was completely unaware of the man's actions, only instinctively contracting her body when the man touched her sensitive areas.
About two hours after he finished wrapping her up, the man unwrapped the layers of linen soaked in fat, squeezed out the fat that had absorbed the girl's scent, and lit it in the distillation furnace. The molten oil mixed with steam, dripping drop by drop into a crystal test tube prepared beforehand by the man, connected to a glass tube leading to the distillation furnace.
Soon, the test tube was filled with about half a tube of pale yellow, clear liquid. A rich, elegant fragrance emanating from the girl's body filled the room. Using the live scent extraction method invented over two hundred years ago by the Parisian maverick Greouille, the man successfully obtained the pure, youthful scent he had longed for from Anna.
For the execution plan on the fifth day, the man decided to thoroughly cleanse Anna. Although the girl had consumed only liquids for three consecutive days, and the remaining food residue in her body was almost completely depleted, it was still necessary to perform another enema for the final ritual, ensuring the sacrifice reached complete purity.
The man woke Anna and gently said, "Now I'm going to wash you clean, and then you can leave in peace." Exhausted
from three days of torture, the girl was suddenly overwhelmed by the devil's forgiveness and the news of his willingness to let her go. She didn't consider the hidden meaning in his words and cried out joyfully, her silvery laughter echoing for the last time in the empty, silent room.
The man smiled slightly, grabbed Anna's arm, and dragged her to the bathroom, making her lie face down in the bathtub. Perhaps because she had been granted permission to go home, the girl offered no resistance this time, giving the man a complete sense of conquest. She allowed him to insert a rubber tube, about the thickness of a thumb, into her tightly closed anus. The sharp edge of the tube grazed the blisters near her anus caused by the wax from the previous day, causing intense pain. But the girl clenched her teeth, trying to suppress her painful groans as much as possible, lest she anger the devil again. When the tube reached the end of her rectum, warm glycerin began to slowly flow into her body through the tube. For some reason, the girl felt no pain. Instead, she began to slowly sway her body, her slender waist and round, full buttocks swaying in the air with wanton, sensual curves. A shy blush rose on the girl's cheeks, and her long, delicate fingers couldn't help but caress her pink, tender petals, her passionate moans captivating.
"This drug really works. It successfully turned a saint into a slut." The man watched the girl's increasingly intense masturbation with contempt. Liquid continued to flow into her body, and her once flat abdomen gradually became rounded. When a "gurgling" sound came from the girl's lower body, the man promptly pulled out the tube inserted into her body. The remaining excrement gushed out of the girl's body. After her orgasm, Anna lay limply in the bathtub. Then
, the man carefully rinsed Anna's body with the showerhead and dried her with a towel."Can I go now?" Anna asked, tilting her weary face up with hope.

"Before you go, I have a surprise for you. Come on, let me blindfold you." The man blindfolded the girl's eyes, which were still full of hope for life, with a black cloth. "Put your hands behind your back too, this is going to be fun."
The girl, who thought the devil had completely transformed into an angel, was blindfolded and her hands were bound without hesitation. The man put his arm around her smooth, rounded shoulders and led her into the unknown darkness.
What fate awaited her?
The hoarse chimes of the ancient clock began... When the twelfth chime rang, the girl was already standing on a high platform, the end was only three centimeters away from her. So let's enter Anna's final climax!!!
(End of Day Four)
Day Five: Ascension
- Strangulation
Anna finally stood on the gallows under the man's guidance. The ritual was about to begin in silence.
Facing Anna, the man changed his previous gloomy attitude and sincerely and affectionately kissed the girl's delicate and soft lips. Unexpectedly, the girl did not refuse this time. She also extended her tender tongue and intertwined with the man's thick tongue. In the heat of their kiss, the girl's neck gradually slipped into the rope loop. The man whispered in Anna's ear, "We are destined to be apart in this life, but may we meet again in the next. Farewell, Anna~"
Suddenly, the platform beneath Anna's feet tilted backward, and the girl's body stiffened instantly, her toes pointing towards the ground. Then, her long,
strong legs began to kick rapidly and fiercely, tracing countless arcs in the air, yet maintaining their elegance. The girl tried to stretch her neck, opening her beautiful little mouth, desperately trying to inhale enough air to keep breathing. Her futile struggles only caused the rough rope loop to dig deeper into her fair, delicate neck. The blindfold covering her eyes slipped off during her struggles, and at this moment, she had no time, or rather, no ability, to plead with the man with those once gentle, watery eyes. Her beautiful gray pupils gazed at a corner of the sky; perhaps she was imagining the beauty of heaven?
Anna's blush deepened, and countless fine beads of sweat glistened on her smooth skin, making her already radiant and alluring body even more captivating. Her long, golden hair was disheveled with the violent shaking, and a few strands obscured the girl's clear eyes. Through her naturally golden hair, which she was so proud of, she could see that the world before her was no longer real. The room in front of her spun continuously, and suddenly she seemed to escape from endless darkness and arrive at a sunny place filled with the refreshing fragrance of flowers. Countless vibrant flowers bloomed on the lush lawn, and in the center of the flowerbeds, a handsome man with magnificent white wings on his back smiled at her...
As Anna's fantasy reached its climax, her struggles on the rope lessened considerably, the kicking of her long legs slowed down, and the smooth, delicate area between her legs began to gradually become wet, her strong thighs spasming rapidly. Now her head was held even higher. Due to oxygen deprivation, the girl's purplish-red tongue uncontrollably protruded from her mouth. Her jewel-like bright eyes had dimmed, all foreshadowing her impending end.
Finally, the girl's legs stretched out again in spasms, a series of gasps escaping her throat. Her round, pert buttocks rose high due to the straightening of her upper body, her whole body convulsing and trembling. Her nimble and lovely head tilted to the left, and she stopped moving. A beautiful and moving life had vanished from the world. Only a trail of clear, sticky saliva dripping from Anna's mouth and the pale yellow urine constantly dripping from her crotch continued the final chapter of her short but beautiful life, like a butterfly's flight.
Day Six: Fusion
—Ice Love
The man pulled the rope and lowered Anna down. Her fair and rosy skin felt exceptionally smooth and delicate to the touch, far surpassing the finest swan velvet. The girl's fragrance, evaporating from her sweat, filled the air with a sensual and alluring scent. Compared to their intimate encounter the previous day, this beautiful corpse, now completely still and obediently accepting all the rituals, was truly a gift from heaven.
The man neatly combed the girl's long hair, closed her gray-brown eyes that were still gazing at the sky, and carefully examined her. He once again sincerely admired her unparalleled beauty and figure. Her sun-kissed golden hair accentuated her crystal-clear face, her features delicate and exquisite: a high, straight nose, soft and charming earlobes, and ever-alluring, luscious red lips, all perfectly set on her face. The man caressed every part of this natural work of art, leaving no corner untouched. Her
fair and slender neck was as smooth as mutton fat, and her full, firm breasts appeared slightly pale compared to the surrounding wheat-colored skin, suggesting that the girl had often sunbathed to care for her delicate body in her lifetime. Anna's healthy, developing breasts were still warm, smooth to the touch, and the pink rosebuds adorning them stood erect, perhaps from the climax before the final act, awaiting the man's sucking. The hazy scent of the young girl's body mingled with the salty smell of sweat in his mouth, creating the most delicious "hormones," further encouraging and stimulating the man's potential.
Continuing down Anna's shapely ribs, he reached her flat, warm abdomen. During this process, the man did not overlook the two full yet not fleshy, slender yet not bony arms bound behind her back, like jade lotus roots emerging from the mud, and her delicate, long, soft, and tender palms, as well as her slender fingers painted with bright rose-red nail polish. The man extended his tongue and repeatedly caressed and licked them.
The mysterious area between Anna's legs emanated a strange aroma, a mixture of delicate body odor, vaginal secretions, and the fishy smell of urine, enticing the man to penetrate deeper. The man gently parted the girl's tightly closed legs, his fingers tracing the meticulously trimmed, dark golden pubic hair, where the skin was soft, smooth, and silky. His tongue parted the delicate petals peeking out from the pubic hair, experiencing firsthand the natural, alluring scent of bodily fluids that had always tempted him and aroused his desire.
Not wanting to disturb the purity of this exquisite work of art before him, he refrained from rough penetration, instead admiring the parts of the girl's body he found most interesting: her beautiful buttocks, legs, and feet.
The man turned the girl's body to the side, perfectly showcasing her alluring curves while her fragrant lips no longer had to kiss the cold ground. The girl's profile formed a symmetrical S-shape, her full, firm breasts exquisitely proportioned, smoothly connected by her slender, graceful waist and pert, rounded buttocks. Below, her long, strong thighs, delicate, even calves, and exquisitely beautiful feet created a sensual curve. Upon closer inspection of her feet, the man couldn't help but admire this natural masterpiece of unique Western beauty. Anna's elegant feet possessed delicate, smooth ankles, and a few fine veins were faintly visible on her crystal-clear insteps. Her ten toes, painted with rose-colored nail polish, were small and adorable, lying quietly in the man's palm, like a peacefully sleeping baby or a seashell shimmering softly on a beach.
"Anna, you've waited a long time, haven't you? Now, the union is about to officially begin," the man whispered.
His penis, like a conductor's baton, stood erect, its purplish-red veins bulging, and his scrotum swollen to the size of an egg. To enhance the pleasure during penetration, the man applied glycerin to his penis, then clamped Anna's delicate vulva between his strong legs and thrust forcefully into the girl's smooth, alluring genitals. The powerful impact, combined with the lubricating fluids within her vagina, allowed his penis to penetrate directly through the protective petals and reach the heart of her flower. However, he encountered unknown resistance as he continued his advance. Indeed, the man's perception of the girl was correct; she was forever a symbol of purity, and the original sin brought about by their union after death belonged to him personally, for which he was willing to bear all the consequences.
The man withdrew his penis a few inches, gathering his strength for another thrust. This time, he finally broke through the girl's last line of defense. The tight, cool vagina rubbed against the rough, hot penis, repeatedly entering and exiting. The man seemed to have mastered the rhythm of their union, violently thrusting and shaking Anna's body. Her upper body and head swayed wildly, more frenzied than any rock musician. Her long hair, which the man had neatly arranged, was once again draped down. Saliva, like a dazzling silver thread, flowed down the corner of her mouth, hanging tragically around her neck, more beautiful than any necklace made of jewels.
Finally, the man reached his first climax, panting as he ejaculated a wave of hot semen into the girl's cold vagina. The first union of hot and cold was complete.
Seeing the mixture of semen and vaginal secretions slowly flow from the girl's vulva into the crevice between her firm, round buttocks, the man's fingers tentatively entered Anna's erect anus. With her muscles relaxed in her final moments, and the thorough enema she had just received, her anus opened slightly, allowing the man's fingers to easily slip into the rough inner walls. As the fluid fully lubricated her rectum, the man's power surged again, his hot penis plunging into the tightly contracting rectum. The intestinal walls seemed to come alive, providing a comfortable and powerful massage, the slight friction of flesh further fueling his lust. Under his frenzied thrusting (in truth, he had been completely insane since the first day), Anna's beautiful corpse swayed rhythmically, making him forget that she was dead. In his eyes, she had become the best lover of his life, the first and the last, someone he would always be with. Even
after their second union, the man seemed unsatisfied. He lifted Anna's delicate chin, gently parted her cherry-like lips, and plunged his hot penis deep into her throat. Her mouth was moist and cool, but the contact between her smooth tongue and the glans brought a delicate pleasure to the man, like a dragonfly skimming the water. Compared to the two openings in the girl's lower body, her mouth was exceptionally delicate. The man slowed his thrusting, savoring the gentle touch of her smooth, fragrant tongue on his glans. If the previous rhythm of their intercourse was like a frenetic rock 'n' roll, then now only the soothing rhythm of a waltz could match the swaying of the girl's body.
The waltz also reached its climax; the man gradually felt the surging liquid welling up in his lower body. Suddenly, with a roar, he ejaculated the crystallization of his final climax into Anna's delicate mouth. The semen, unable to be fully contained in her mouth, flowed down her chin like a waterfall, down her neck, chest, and abdomen, finally mixing with the remaining fluids in her vagina and anus, achieving a perfect fusion.
Three magnificent unions have ended. The girl must have experienced pleasures she could never have known in life. May her soul ascend to heaven untainted by the man's defilement, Amen…
And the final union and physical sublimation are only just beginning…
(End of Day Six)
Day Seven: Unity
– Beauty
The bright sunshine this morning foreshadowed a good day. The man decided to make the girl's body into a delicious skewered barbecue on the lawn of his garden.
He erected a gleaming wire mesh frame on the lawn, and the stone pit beneath it was filled with charcoal for grilling. The dazzling flames burned slowly and steadily, the charcoal gradually turning from black to ash. Only after all the heat had dissipated would the charcoal turn white. Before that, the man had ample time to secure the barbecue stand and skewer rods for the girl.
Anna's smooth body was placed on the fragrant grass, bathed in the warm sunshine. Preserved by the low temperature, the girl's body not only did not spoil, but appeared even more tender. This was a natural beauty, dazzling not only in life but also captivating even in death.
The ice beads on Anna's body slowly melted under the sunlight, the fine droplets shimmering with a crystalline light. The girl's healthy, supple skin, though slightly pale, did not detract from the perfect texture after grilling.
The fragrant aroma of charcoal wafted on the afternoon breeze. The man prepared to grill Anna, evenly spreading the prepared cream on every part of her body. After covering her limbs and torso, he didn't forget to pour the thick, fragrant cream into her mouth, vagina, and anus, where the essence of their union from the previous day still lingered. Once this liquid had absorbed into her flesh under the intense heat, the most pleasurable experience would be to savor it. The man deliberately applied extra cream inside her vagina for optimal lubrication during the piercing.
The sun had reached its zenith, the gentle heat transforming into a scorching heat, and the piercing began. The girl was secured to a wire mesh frame, her arms and legs crossed at either end.
The tip of the piercing rod was also coated with plenty of cream and slowly inserted into the girl's vagina. At first, the man didn't need much effort; the sound gradually became duller as the rod pierced Anna's small uterus and reached her internal organs. While piercing, the man's left hand constantly estimated the angle and position of the rod, carefully preventing the tip from piercing the girl's abdominal skin.
When the rod passed through the girl's intestines, the resistance suddenly increased, forcing the man to use his knee to push the rod forward. The air was filled with the aroma of melting cream and the sizzling sound of soft skin being burned by the flames. Finally, the sharp rod broke through the obstacles and emerged from the girl's open mouth. At the same time, the girl's blood slowly dripped from her lips, falling into the containers below the wire mesh frame used to collect bodily fluids.
The man continuously rotated the piercing rod, ensuring the girl's flesh was thoroughly heated. Her fair skin had turned an alluring golden brown, and the dripping fat mingled with the aroma of charcoal, filling the air with a rich, meaty fragrance.
Soon, the barbecue ceremony was complete. The man took out a meat fork and pierced the girl several times, allowing the fat to better penetrate the muscle fibers. Then, wearing heat-resistant gloves, he picked up the cooked girl and hung her on a sharp meat hook, which was firmly secured to her delicate collarbone.
Now, the girl's entire body shimmered with oil, her internal fat and outer layer of fat perfectly combined, her skin looking incredibly crisp. The man then easily sliced open her body with a serrated meat cleaver, cutting off her most tempting part—her tender, juicy breasts. Biting into the steaming breasts released a burst of rich, sweet juice that filled the man's mouth. Mmm, delicious! :)
The man then savored the girl's breasts, ribs, and rump meat in turn; the succulent and springy roasted meat was undoubtedly the best reward for the hard work of the past few days.
After the man finished eating, he decided to dismember the girl's limbs and remove her internal organs, so he could continue to enjoy this rare delicacy later. He used a boning knife to sever the muscles in the girl's shoulders, then removed her two plump yet slender arms. He only wanted the legs below the knees; perhaps her shapely calves and delicate feet would be suitable for a light cooking method.
Then, the man gently cut open her abdomen along her spine. The internal organs radiated intense heat. He removed her small, exquisite heart, stomach, lungs, and liver one by one. Her skeleton was exquisite; every part of her body was perfect. She was truly a masterpiece created by nature's concentrated energy. The man wrapped
the girl's internal organs, along with her limbs, in plastic wrap and placed them in the freezer. He wanted to keep them as a future memory. Then he scraped away all the remaining flesh from the girl's body, picked up her skeleton, and buried it in the pit where he had just roasted the meat. He scattered lavender seeds inside—the girl's favorite plant—hoping that she could rest peacefully in the lavender-filled earth, her fragrance accompanying her eternal sleep.
The man embalmed the girl's beautiful head and hung it on the wall of his bedroom. Seeing her serene and content expression calmed him, even in the most tense situations.
The ritual was over, the union complete, and the man's heart would forever be at peace.
When men later ask her why she did it, her answer is always: "Love to the bone becomes indifferent, affection to the heart becomes loveless."
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Seven Days' Sacrifice - A Subtle Abstract Poem from the Novel of the Same Name This poem is a condensed version of my novel of the same name, subtly expressing elements unsuitable for the general public, a product of symbolization. Those who haven't read the original novel won't understand the essence of this poem; those who have read the original might smile knowingly upon reading this poem.
(I) Our first encounter Your graceful curves are deeply imprinted in my heart, Little did I know that this beauty would become a future bond. The flowing gold, the captivating brown, the alluring red, so vibrant and stunning When you silently nestled in my arms, The serene beauty once again amazed me. Experiencing the rolling hills and the beautiful scenery, I was captivated for a long time. Deep love ignited the flames in my heart, Accompanying you on the final journey of life. (II) The next morning A ray of warm sunlight crossed layers of obstacles, draping the rolling mountains in a golden veil. A magnetic melody echoed in the valley, Giving you, in your silence, a submissive vitality (for me). Open your bewildered eyes, Radiate a captivating fragrance, Open your intoxicated heart. A gentle breeze blows, and the graceful roses sway in the tranquil valley. The clear, sweet mountain spring moistens the delicate petals, Vibrant life blends into your gentle beauty. (III) Today, the mountains and forests are peaceful and serene, yet lurking beneath the surface is a crisis ready to erupt at any moment. Thick, dark clouds completely suppress the brilliant starlight. Howling winds make delicate roses tremble. Sharp lightning rips through the clouds, mercilessly turning the valleys pale. Roaring thunder echoes across the plains, cruelly disrupting the grass. Torrential rain pours down, brutally ravaging the hills. The mournful cries would move angels to tears, but could not elicit pity from demons. When the last leaf kisses the earth, you, exhausted, finally fall into a deep sleep. (IV) The final moments with "you" unfold in the thick fog. A light drizzle falls, a faint fragrance lingers in the air. Your gentleness, under the benevolent embrace of Hephaestus, is transformed into golden amber, merging with pure crystal. Your virginal essence will become eternal. In purification, you are compliant yet wild. Your enchanting song is captivating. The midnight bells toll. The prelude to ascension begins. The silence before the climax freezes fear and unease. Descending, the path to heaven. (V) A kiss, intertwining, letting go, falling. The final solo dance finally begins. There is no blessing from angels, only the sighs of demons. A dance at the cost of life, dazzling and magnificent. A rhythm that is intense and dazzling, with splendor as its result. Your consciousness gradually becomes hazy. The scene of heaven gradually becomes clear. Your soul floats up slowly. An angel gently embraces you and you arrive safely. Mature roses bloom together. Crystal, pearl, and gold merge together, creating an eternal beauty in the long river of time and space. Shooting stars and butterflies, though brief, have eternal brilliance. (VI) Gems that have lost their luster are no longer alluring. Roses that have lost their color are no longer beautiful. Hills that have lost their vitality no longer stand tall. Cold beauty is conquered by fiery love. Silent longing is awakened by passionate fervor. Under the waltz performed by ice and fire, crystal, pearl, and gold guide the demon's soul to break through the last line of defense and occupy this sacred place. (Completing the initial ritual) (VII) The last moments with you unfolded in the thick fog. The sun blazed, a faint fragrance floated in the air. Your scent, in Hephaestus's ardent embrace, sublimated into a golden, crisp flavor, blending into the thirsty demon's angelic taste. Alas, it was only for a moment. You, in your maturity, were satisfied and peaceful. A poignant smile brought tears to my eyes. The midday sun ignited the scorching flames. The commotion before melting stirred courage and confidence, opening the passage to hell. (Completing the perfect ritual) External: Love to the extreme is ruthlessness, affection to the extreme is the absence of love.

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