The End of the Journey 1-5

The End of the Journey
Author: Forgotten One (planetkiller2) Word Count: 13772 Published: 2013/11/17 on: sis
Attached image: pixiv illust_id=39746635. The mature woman in the center is the protagonist of this story. I've also attached a video, which is more to my liking. Nico Nico Douga ID: sm22216956. I'm sharing a Baidu link for those who can't see it: pan.baidu./s/1lj1r The heroine of this story is the boss of the autumn event map in the browser game "Kantai Collection," a reference to the historical Guadalcanal Campaign's Henderson Field. I am one of the admirals in that game who was brutally defeated by the Flying Field Princess and her delightful friends, leaving me with blood, depleted resources, and my entire fleet utterly destroyed. On Singles' Day, I smashed my keyboard and gave up on the event map, deciding to write this to commemorate my failed battle and, incidentally, to get revenge on the lovely Flying Field Princess. But it got out of control, and it looks like it'll be over 30,000 words.
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In reality, a numb ordinary warrior like him, even if he had any thoughts, couldn't do anything. And the demons, capable of anything, would only meet a tragic end if they tried to achieve anything. So, in the end, Veraf could only convince himself that the current situation wasn't so bad; after all, they had been defeated! And thinking about it on the bright side, even if they had won, there might not have been a better outcome, right?
Veraf sipped his hot tea, listlessly gazing at the horizon. His job was a gatekeeper, but at this hour, not many people would come.
But someone did.
A girl appeared in his field of vision. Veraf pondered for a moment and felt that "pure
white" was the most accurate description for this girl. Her long hair, like a cloak, reached her knees, thick and heavy. The white hair wasn't the pale white of old age, but as pure as the first snow of early winter. She wore a white school swimsuit-style outfit with black trim, but the outfit had a high collar, making it completely unlike a swimsuit.
Her long, slender limbs were fully exposed, and although her skin was as white as snow, a faint blush tinged it, giving her a vibrant appearance.
Just as Veraf was observing the girl, she had already reached his sentry post.
"Oh? That's fast," Veraf remarked, unsurprised.
"Hehe." A lovely smile appeared on her fair face, and her crimson eyes formed a crescent moon. "Good evening, old soldier. Ji Henderson greets you. Hope I haven't kept you from leaving work?" This was usually the shift change time for the guards, but Veraf didn't mind leaving a little later. He shook his head and asked, "So, Miss Henderson, are you going into the city?" "Just call me 'Ji.' Yes, I want to enter the city. Please process my entry." "Alright." Veraf stood up from his chair, walked out of the guard post, and said to Ji, "Come with me. This little pavilion can't hold all those things." "Mmm," the girl nodded vigorously, her snow-white hair swaying and fluttering.
Next to the wooden guard post was a small wooden hut, where entry procedures were processed for women like Ji. As for ordinary demons, they didn't need any entry procedures to enter their capital; they only needed pale-skinned people like Ji.
Those pale-skinned people who had defeated the demon armies and ruled the human world and the demon realm.
To be honest, Veraf had never actually witnessed the Pale Clan's fighting prowess firsthand, but he had seen his comrades routed by them. Veraf couldn't imagine what kind of power could make demons, who valued life and death indifferently, crumble like human recruits, but it was undoubtedly an extremely powerful force.
So sometimes Veraf couldn't help but wonder, since they were so powerful, ruling the world with their flaws, why did things turn out this way?
Following Veraf closer to the hut, Ji closed the wooden door behind her. Then, Veraf pulled out a chair from under the wooden table, poured a cup of hot tea, and said to Ji, "Excuse me, Miss Ji, a 'Brigade' recently visited. I thought no one would come for a while, so I put away all the tools. Please wait a moment, Miss." "Okay," Ji nodded, sat down, and sipped her tea.
Veraf opened the cabinet, took out the tools and documents he had packed, and placed them on the wooden table—this took him quite some time. Then Vera walked up to Ji and asked, "Miss Ji, are you wearing a collar?" "A collar? No, not yet." "Oh? So Miss Ji came directly to the capital? Without even entering the city along the way?" "Yes, I missed the last 'group' due to some personal matters, so I had to come alone." "Is that so? Hmm, but the procedure still needs to be followed." Vera opened a document and read it in a businesslike tone: "Miss Ji Henderson, you are about to enter the Demon Capital. According to the 'World Agreement,' I will first inform you that the average survival time of 'Pale Clan' visitors to the capital recently is three days, and the survival rate for those exceeding one week is 1%.""0.02%, and according to the agreement, your stay in the city must not be less than one week, Miss Ji Henderson. Are you sure you insist on entering the city?" "Yes, I'm sure." "Then, we will now begin to apply security measures to you. Please disarm and remove all clothing." "Okay." Ji nodded without hesitation, sliding her fingers down her collar, instantly cutting open the white clothing covering her skin, and her breasts were freed from their restraints and sprang out. Then she took off her high heels, and the girl stood naked in front of Veraf. The dazzling pure white made Veraf momentarily lose his composure. But he quickly recovered and took out a collar.
"The security measures in the capital are different from those in other cities. First, like all security measures, once your collar is on, it cannot be removed. The only chance you can remove it is when you are beheaded. Do you need me to put it on for you?" "No, I'll do it myself." Ji took the silver-white collar. Her fair hands trembled slightly. After taking a deep breath, she put the collar around her long neck and fastened it. With a mechanical click, a burst of magical blue light flashed from the interface, fusing the metal together. Thus, there was no way to remove the collar except by severing her neck.
"Thank you for your cooperation. Note that the collar in the capital has additional functions besides being a restraint and identification. It has two execution functions to ensure that you can be executed smoothly at any time and place. Its inner ring can slowly tighten to strangle you, or it can quickly contract to sever your neck and behead you." Veraf saw Ji's body shudder. Her cherry-red nipples clearly began to erect, and her breathing became rapid. "May I... try first?" "No, Miss Ji, once the execution measures are initiated, they cannot be stopped until you are definitively executed. And I have no right to execute you without having violated the law." Veraf shook his head.
"Oh...I see. Please continue. Next, the handcuffs, shall we?" With that, Hime put her hands behind her back and turned away from Veraev. Veraev picked up a pair of shackles of the same material and handcuffed Hime's hands. The chains between the shackles were extremely short, making it almost impossible for Hime to move her wrists.
Next came the leg shackles. This time the chains were slightly longer, but they only allowed her to take small steps; they would pull on her if she tried to run. After finishing these, Veraev had Hime turn around and asked, "Miss Hime, are your breasts producing milk?" "Yes, would you like a cup?" Hime asked. "After everything is finished." Veraev shook his head, reverting to a businesslike tone. "Then you will be fitted with adhesive nipple studs to prevent them from affecting milk production. Like your collar, your handcuffs, leg irons, and nipple studs constitute a set of torture devices. Your nipple studs not only have a vibration function, but they can also individually administer non-lethal electric shocks to you, or, if necessary, administer lethal electric shocks. Your handcuffs and leg irons will administer warning electric shocks if you exert too much force and the chains may break, or, if necessary, administer lethal electric shocks." "Is that so?" Ji said, exerting a slight force.
"Aaaaaaahhhhh!!" Blue sparks leaped from her fair skin, and Ji twisted and fell to the ground like a fish leaping out of the water, screaming and convulsing.
"Non-lethal... Ha... Ha, not bad..." she gasped. "Excuse me, could you please help me up?" "No, Miss Ji, your current position is perfect for the next step. Please lie face down and lift your hips." "Mmm." She obediently rolled over and lay face down on the ground, her full breasts pressed against the floor. Her tender nipples rubbed against the rough ground in the afterglow of the electric shock, causing her to moan softly.
Vera leaned down, parted Ji's wet, beautiful vulva, and slowly inserted a blunt-tipped, cone-shaped cylinder into Ji's body.
"Ugh... So cold... It's a bit thin," Ji moaned. Vera could clearly feel her vagina squeezing the object in his hand with surprising force.
"What's going into your body now is a rupture plug. To avoid interfering with its use, this bomb will be placed inside your uterus, so it won't be too thick to pass through the cervix. But don't worry, the length is definitely sufficient." The metal tip struck Ji's clitoris, and Veraf mercilessly thrust it directly into Ji's uterus. Then he pressed a switch, and the long cylinder became flexible. This was to maximize the use of the uterine space. When the tip touched the end of the uterus, the plug would automatically curl up, so that even with such a long rupture plug inserted into the girl's body, her lower abdomen wouldn't bulge excessively and affect her appearance.
Although the entire insertion process was brutal and merciless, it seemed that all the Pale Clan girls had a peculiar constitution. The more brutally they were abused, the more pleasure they felt. After the insertion was completed, as Veraf expected, Ji trembled and reached an orgasm, a stream of vaginal fluid gushing from her vagina and hitting Veraf's hand.
"For safety reasons, the explosive charge inserted into your body is not large. When detonated, it won't cause widespread damage to innocent bystanders. However, you know that detonating it inside your body will directly shatter all your internal organs. By design, the head of the explosive charge will also lock onto your heart upon detonation, piercing it to ensure your execution. The explosive charge is merely a safety measure; unless specifically requested, it will only be used for emergency execution. If you attempt to escape or break free of control, we will detonate it to kill you. If you intentionally damage your restraints, it will also detonate to kill you." "I hope we won't need it. I don't like being blown to pieces; that would be too wasteful," Ji said.
Vera nodded and said, "Your full set of restraints will be removed most of the time you leave the city next time, but the explosive bolt will be retained until you leave the Demon Realm or are executed. During your stay in the Imperial Capital, any citizen will have the right to subject you to non-lethal electrocution. You have the right to refuse, but if more than three people request it at the same time, you must accept the electrocution." "Any citizen has the right to demand that you perform 'services,' and you also have the right to refuse, but you must accept the punitive electrocution for refusing. Do you understand, Miss Hime Henderson?" "Yes." "Then please take your travel document out of your spatial ring for the next step." "Okay." Although her hands were handcuffed, it did not affect her action of taking out the document from her spatial ring. Vera took the document and read it carefully.
"Oh? No wonder you insisted on coming to the Imperial Capital. It turns out your flesh quality has reached S-rank!" Vera exclaimed.
S-grade meat quality is no easy feat. If a girl with such rare, exceptional meat were to become livestock, only a place like the capital would have people willing to pay to buy her for slaughter.
Veraf first picked up a steel stamp and copied it onto the official document's seal. The magical seal resonated with the stamp; when the seal was picked up, the seal was already copied onto it, preventing counterfeiting—that special magic was the best mark of imitation.
After a moment, the pattern on the stamp was heated red-hot. Veraf picked up the stamp and pressed it hard against the girl's buttocks.
"Sizzle..." The aroma of meat filled the air, accompanied by Ji's ecstatic moans. Her wet garden once again flowed with copious amounts of lustful fluid. When the stamp was removed, a bright red mark appeared on her buttocks:
"World Female Animal Appraisal Association - Prospective Livestock Permit for Slaughter."
This temporary livestock identity was the one Ji used when traveling in the capital. She enjoyed more rights than a full-fledged livestock, but also faced more restrictions. Once she violated the law or met certain conditions, her identity would become livestock, and she would be slaughtered.
Veraf picked up another stamp, repeated the previous steps, and pressed it onto Ji's other buttock.
Again, the aroma of meat filled the air, and then the branded text appeared on the girl's buttocks.
"Ji Henderson, S-grade meat, retail price N/A, overall shipping price 12302 gold coins." "Really expensive," Veraf thought. Then he said in a businesslike manner. "According to regulations, your status in the capital is that of a prospective livestock. Any citizen has the right to purchase you, and you have no right to refuse. Furthermore, if you are executed for any reason, your body will be sold at the price of 'slaughtered livestock,' and the proceeds from the sale and your belongings will be delivered to your beneficiaries within one month, as agreed. However, if you are executed for violating imperial law, the proceeds from the sale will be confiscated."
"Your free time in the capital is from 6:00 AM to 9:00 PM. You must report to the Imperial Prison before 8:30 PM each night and complete your imprisonment before 9:00 PM. If you fail to enter the prison and complete your imprisonment by 9:00 PM, any citizen has the right to immediately execute you, and your execution will be considered a violation of imperial law." "If, for some reason, you are unable to reach the prison within the stipulated time, you may use any personal containment device instead, which can be found in most entertainment venues—bars,..." Restaurants, hotels, or other places. But due to the differences in the containment devices at each location, you may face different special circumstances. For example, while all containment devices will deprive you of your right to resist, the containment devices in bars are more likely to make you a temporary sex slave. You can request that the staff of each location detain you before 9 PM, otherwise you will also be executed.” “These are the precautions for your activities in the capital. For specific legal provisions, you can consult the prison. Miss Hime Henderson, do you understand?” “Yes, I understand.” Hime nodded.
"Well then, you may enter the city. Have a pleasant journey. I look forward to serving you again," Veraf said in his usual businesslike tone. Hearing this, Ji smiled sweetly and nodded, saying, "A pleasant journey is certain, but you may not have the chance to serve me again." Veraf smiled knowingly. He knew she couldn't possibly leave the capital alive, and therefore wouldn't have the chance to serve her again. In fact, Veraf had never seen a Pale Clan girl leave the capital alive.
"Since you're being so witty, I'll give you some information as a bonus. Several ladies in the last brigade had A-grade flesh, so there probably aren't many forces in the capital that can afford S-grade female livestock lately. If you want to find some, the military and the palace might be able to afford them. The Ministry of Justice should still have some spare money, and they have priority in purchasing Pale Clan livestock executed for illegal acts. If you want a public execution, you can go to them. The spellcasters in the Magic Tower Forest should also have the financial resources to purchase, but you might have to be an experimental assistant there first. Of course, you're more likely to be the experimental assistant." "Thank you for the information. Well then..." Ji nodded and stood up from the ground. "Goodbye!" Then, she turned and left.
The distance from the sentry post to the gate wasn't far, but Ji, still in shackles, took quite a while to reach the gate.
The main gate of the Magic City, like all the grand gates of this age of swords and magic, was ridiculously tall because of magic and alchemy. As the capital of the demon race, these city walls employed almost every defensive measure imaginable by the demons. Yet, at this moment, this structure, a culmination of demonic magical technology, lay in ruins. Many battlements had been leveled, numerous towers had collapsed, gaps in the walls remained unrepaired, and some sections had even crumbled into slopes. Even the main gate, the face of the capital, appeared hastily repaired.
In the great war nearly seventy years ago, even this demon capital was no match for the Ji race. It held out longer than many human royal cities, but ultimately, no matter how strong the defenses, how valiant the warriors, or how desperate the will, it could not save it. The demon capital ultimately fell to the Pale Clan girls in less than five months. And to this day, the defeated demons have not even been granted the right to rebuild their capital.
However, although the demons were in fact defeated, it now seems as if they have won.
Four wooden stakes stood on either side of the road leading to the entrance, each pierced by a pale-skinned Pale Clan girl, the stakes entering through their vaginas and exiting through their mouths. These four girls appeared to have been impaled on the stakes for days, and were on the verge of death. Nearby, four more girls, bound in similar restraints to Ji, were brought over by several demon warriors, clearly to replace the dying girls.
These four still alive, along with the four nearing death, were all Ji's kin. However, they were merely low-ranking warriors. Like all the Pale Clan, these girls had fair skin, but unlike Ji's, their milky white skin lacked vitality compared to Ji's rosy, soft white. Their buttocks were branded with D-grade flesh quality—merely acceptable.
However, it was precisely this that made their bodies chosen to decorate the gates of the demon capital.
This custom of decoration originated after the defeat in the war. A few months after signing the "harsh" contract that was incomprehensible to both demons and humans, some radical demon nobles spent a large sum of money to buy a large number of lower-ranking warriors from the Pale Clan. It was the first major transaction, and the upper-class Pale Clan saw it as an opportunity to break down barriers. So, they sold an entire legion of Pale Clan girls, including lower-ranking warriors with D-grade flesh and generals with S-grade flesh, to the nobles at a discounted price. The result was somewhat unexpected, yet also somewhat predictable.
The entire legion of girls was stripped naked, handcuffed, shackled, and collared, and branded with the mark of slavery (although they had already been branded during the transaction, the demons also branded themselves with their own marks). They were paraded through the streets under the guard of the nobles' private soldiers, circling the city before returning to the city gates. Then, a large number of lower-ranking warriors were impaled on wooden stakes through their vulvas and displayed on both sides of the road. The higher-ranking warriors and generals, whose flesh was of better quality, were also subsequently subjected to further torture and impaled on stakes as retribution.
This was a clear act of revenge, and the nobles had specifically chosen a legion that had participated in the conquest of the demon capital. Afterwards, these demon nobles prepared for the Pale Clan's retaliation. The nobles gathered their remaining private soldiers, singing ancient war songs, and marched out of the capital's main gate, through the forest of impaled Pale Clan girls, to the plains outside the capital, ready to bravely face the Pale Clan's revenge.
Then these men waited a day with a mixture of tragic martyrdom and glorious passion, only to be met with an envoy from the Pale Clan. The envoy wasn't there to demand an explanation, but rather to inform them that lower-ranking warriors could likely endure three to five days on the piercing stakes, while higher-ranking warriors could last longer. Furthermore, the female animals were best consumed immediately after death to preserve their meat quality; otherwise, the quality would rapidly decline (except for D-rank, where the meat quality of lower-ranking warriors didn't deteriorate much).
After executing nearly a hundred Pale Clan girls from three separate envoys, the nobles, their initial momentum waning, were forced to pay the additional bills from the Pale Clan and return to their city.
It was this incident that made both humans and demons realize that the "harsh" treaty was real; given the right methods, these beautiful Pale Clan women were perfectly willing to be slaughtered.
After that, partly because there were still demon nobles who cared too much about their image, and partly because the Pale Clan felt that the incident was worth commemorating, the Pale Clan had long provided their lower-ranking warriors to decorate this street. However, only on holidays and such occasions could the spectacular jungle of female bodies from that year be recreated. Otherwise, it was just like this—four lower-ranking warriors were impaled, and every three days they were replaced by the city guards on duty, and a new batch was brought in. And today, Ji happened to be there.
"Guards, please open the gate and let us into the city," Ji asked, standing in front of the city gate.
At this moment, the demon soldiers were busy impaling four Pale Clan girls, and no one responded to Ji for a moment. She had to call out again, "Guards?" "Coming, coming, new recruit! Go and handle it!" a demon who looked like an officer ordered, and then a fire demon had no choice but to obey and leave. He was very unwilling because the four low-ranking warriors were already in a state of waiting to be slaughtered and would not resist any of their demands, but the one in front of him had the right to refuse his request.
Although Ji was an exceptionally beautiful high-ranking Pale Clan member, she might be doubly unattainable for this Fire Thrower, far less attractive than those low-ranking female beasts.
"Alright, alright, let me see… hmm, all the paperwork is complete. You can enter the city!" The Fire Thrower impatiently opened the wooden gate. The so-called paperwork was nothing more than the branding and restraints imposed on them by the sentry at the moat. Frankly, he had never seen a Pale Clan member violate this rule.
"Thank you." Ji nodded to the Fire Thrower and then strode towards the city. Just then, she heard the Fire Thrower's voice again from behind.
"Halt, Ji Henderson!" "Yes, what do you require?" Ji turned around and asked.
The Fire Thrower nervously swallowed. He had just seen from behind that this Miss Ji possessed S-rank flesh! As a city guard, he had been with many Pale Clan girls and tasted much beauty, but they were mostly lower-ranking warriors. Although they were rare beauties, they could never compare to the true superior race.
Whether for consumption or use, they were definitely inferior.
So he decided to give it a try. Even if he failed, there wouldn't be much loss, and besides, Ji had just arrived in the city; making a request while she was still excited might be worthwhile.
"Miss Ji, you see, because of you, I can't participate in my companions' activities. Therefore, I've decided to punish you and demand that you serve me as compensation." In any other place, this fire-throwing demon wouldn't even have the courage to stand before Ji. His fighting strength was even inferior to those lower-ranking warriors being impaled. But now, he felt he might be able to give it a try.
Sure enough, Ji smiled at him, then walked up to the fire-throwing demon and said softly, "Please." She had given her permission! Excitement filled the fire-throwing demon's mind, and he directly reached out and grasped Ji's full breasts.
"Eh? Aren't we going to electrocute you first? Or do you want to electrocute me while I serve you?" Ji asked, panting with surprise. The fire-throwing demon's kneading of her breasts was rough and haphazard, but the feeling of being abused was quite enjoyable for her.
"I'm not an electric type," the Fire Thrower said. Perhaps that was a kind of play favored by those with an electric elemental constitution? But he didn't like the feeling of being electrocuted. After thoroughly enjoying his touch on Ji's soft breasts, the Fire Thrower reached for her collar. The control button for applying the electric shock was there, along with three other buttons: one to detonate the explosive plug inside Ji's body, one to tighten the inner layer of the collar to strangle her, and one to quickly tighten the inner threads to decapitate her. However, without authorization, none of the three buttons would function. And the control button for the electric shock couldn't be adjusted to a lethal level until authorized.
The Fire Thrower pressed the button and then rotated it a third time—almost the limit he'd ever seen Pale Clan girls reach—but Ji's button still didn't lock automatically. Clearly, this current wasn't lethal enough for her. So the Fire Thrower rotated it one more time, but it still didn't lock.
"Let's try it," the Fire Thrower said, releasing the button.
Before beginning the electrocution, he could have increased the duration of Ji's torture by pressing the buttons more often, but since the first time was just an experiment, he skipped it.
"Ughhhhh!!" Soon, Ji let out a beautiful, mournful cry as electricity surged through her neck and limbs, raging within her body. This powerful current roamed through Ji's nerves, arbitrarily commanding her muscles. Soon, the trembling girl could no longer maintain her standing position and collapsed to the ground, struggling and convulsing.
The current surged through her body, stripping her of control and burning her nerves, yet she felt pleasure and desire flowing through her body along with the current. This further confirmed the fact she had been taught since birth: her race was born with bodies suited for torture and slaughter, flesh suited for cooking and consumption.
She wanted to groan to express her feelings, but she found that she had completely lost control of her body; her mouth opened, but no coherent sound came out.
She collapsed to the ground, writhing like a fish plunged into boiling oil, but the Fire Demon was still somewhat dissatisfied. Even so, Ji hadn't lost control of her bladder, meaning the electrocution hadn't reached its limit.
He mercilessly raised his foot, the rubber sole pressing directly onto Ji's pale chest. Then he said, "Don't move, I'm going to add some more." Ji nodded with difficulty, but controlling her body under the electric current was extremely difficult; her limbs continued to spasm and tremble. She tried her best to keep her neck still, lest the Fire Demon accidentally touch her and be electrocuted as well.
The Fire Demon covered his wrists with magic to avoid being caught in the crossfire, but as he approached her neck, the current still stung his hands—what a powerful current! Could this current still not be lethal to her?
Press, first rotation!
"Ugh… Ahhhhh!!" Ji could still groan, though incoherently, but the Fire Demon knew this was proof that the peak hadn't been reached yet.
He spun her around two more times.
"Giggle giggle..." Finally, she could no longer make a sound. The electric current disrupted her vocal cords, and her struggles became even more powerful. The human body controls its muscles through bioelectricity, but now the electric current was replacing bioelectricity in commanding the muscles. This chaotic command caused Ji's body to vent its power haphazardly. She felt she was about to lose control, and might accidentally overturn the Fire Demon. But in order to endure the greater pleasure brought by the pain, Ji tried her best to endure it, waiting for the Fire Demon's next move. Seemingly sensing that the delicate body beneath her feet was gradually losing control, the Fire Demon did not stop and violently turned the button. Finally, with a click, the button locked.
The Fire Demon knew that this meant that if he could spin it one more time, the beautiful beast beneath his feet would die a miserable death in the ecstatic electric torture. Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.
"What the hell?!" Just as he was lamenting that he couldn't kill Ji, he was suddenly blasted away—blasted away by a bolt of azure lightning!
"What's going on? What's going on?" At this moment, the city guard squad leader finally finished his "work." The four dying girls were placed on the carriage along with the wooden stakes, like logs side by side. They would be taken back to the camp to be slaughtered and eaten. The four new girls had already been pierced. Blood and semen mixtures were left in their vaginas, which were filled with wooden sticks, and the same was true for their anuses. Obviously, the city guards had not been idle while they were being pierced.
At this moment, the captain saw what was happening. Ji's body was bursting with blue and white electric snakes that struck the ground. Terrifying currents emanated from the restraints on her body, passing through her delicate body, burning her muscles and skin, and then seeping into the ground. The culprit, the Fire Thrower, was sent flying by the current.
"Tsk tsk. S-grade meat quality. You're lucky, kid. You have the chance to abuse such a high-level female beast." "Captain... what's going on? Why am I being electrocuted too? I clearly used magic to insulate myself!" the Fire Thrower asked.
"Tch, uncultured! You think insulation can protect against electric shocks? Electric magic would be obsolete by now! Insulation has its limits. This one… um, Ji Henderson? You know, the stronger their race, the better their flesh. That electric shock device executes them by draining their own magic power. Imagine a lightning spell from a Pale Clan of that level—you'd be lucky not to be reduced to ashes." At this moment, Ji's electric torture finally stopped, and the two demons dared to approach the girl.
"Mmm! This meat smells so good! Is it already cooked?" the squad leader gasped. The powerful current inevitably burned some of Ji's tissues, giving her flesh an alluring aroma. The Fire Demon, smelling this enticing fragrance, pulled Ji up from the ground.
"Haha, Miss, how about you serve me and then I kill you here? You smell delicious!" Ji, her body contorted with the pain of the electric shocks, struggled to stand, clutching the Fire-Throwing Demon's hand. She shook her head, pointing to the brand on her buttocks.
That price was a despairing figure.
"Stop dreaming. Let's talk about something practical," the squad leader said, patting the Fire-Throwing Demon's shoulder. "Miss Ji, it seems your body won't recover for a while. Would you mind if we used your body during this time?" "Gang...rape?" Ji asked.
"Yes, there are four of us in our squad." Ji glanced at the sky; the sun had already set. It seemed there was nothing more she could do today, so she nodded.
"Alright, Fire Demon, since you fought for this, you can have the first taste!" "Haha, thank you, Captain." Holding Ji, Fire Demon inserted his fiery red penis into her vagina. Still immersed in the painful pleasure brought by the electric torture, the girl was limp and powerless to resist, pressing herself against Fire Demon and letting him do as he pleased.
"Hehe, truly top-quality female flesh! This vagina is so tight!" Ji's flower path was already overflowing with lustful fluids from the stimulation of electric torture, and the muscles in her vagina were spasming from the aftereffects of the current, greatly stimulating the Fire-Throwing Demon's penis. Her limp appearance gave people a great sense of conquest.
She weakly rested her head on the Fire-Throwing Demon's shoulder, and under the powerful thrusting, this girl, who had been tortured to the point of exhaustion, breathed weakly, as if she would die at any moment. Seeing this alluring face, the Fire-Throwing Demon couldn't help but launch an additional attack. He stretched out his long tongue and began to lick Ji's ear.
The pain of the electric shock had already heightened her lewd and sadistic body, and while the Fire Demon's penis wasn't thick, it was long enough to pierce her core. Moreover, because it was the Fire Demon, the pulsating heat further stimulated her body. Combined with the sensitive spot near her ear, it wasn't long before she reached another climax with a low moan.
"..." She moaned silently, tightly hugging the Fire Demon, pressing her breasts against his chest, even releasing white milk. With her vaginal canal spasming and tightening, the Fire Demon quickly couldn't hold on any longer, roaring as his white semen poured into her body.
"Hoo...this chick's really horny, Captain, it's your turn." The Fire Demon said, pushing the girl in his arms towards the captain.
"Mm." The captain took the limp body from her; his rough hands, when they met, could actually grasp her entire waist.
This was a berserker demon, merely a mid-level demon, but a backbone of the demon army. These tall demons, renowned for their strength, also possessed remarkably large penises.
"Look, Miss Ji, my penis is enough to pierce your uterus." He wasn't lying; that thick penis was almost as thick as Ji's calf, and its length extended from her vagina to below her chest. However, piercing through wasn't guaranteed. While internal organs are generally considered vulnerable, that was only relative. A powerful Pale Clan warrior like Ji possessed enough flexibility to withstand that enormous penis, unlike an ordinary human girl who would actually be pierced and die.
"I actually still like your pussy, but that exploding plug is too much of a nuisance, preventing me from enjoying the feeling of fucking your wombs. To be honest, that thing is completely unnecessary. You Pale Clan, you lewd bitches! Every single one of you is a born beast of flesh, damn it, why did we demons lose to you!" As he spoke, he grabbed Ji's waist with one hand and lifted her up, while adjusting his penis with the other.
She felt the heat and thickness pressed against her anus.
"Ready, bitch?" Ji looked at him, trembling all over. But the berserker demon before her understood that her trembling wasn't due to terror. Sure enough, she nodded, her eyes filled with longing.
"Die!!" "Gahhhhhh!!!" Ji let out a painful yet pleasurable moan. Even with her flexible body, she had never experienced such a terrifying penis in the human world. The enormous glans forcefully pried open her almost untouched anus, and streaks of crimson blood flowed down the Berserker's penis.
"Ah...ah...wait...wait..." Ji groaned, trying to adjust the position of her internal organs, but the Berserker didn't give her that time. He roared, grabbed Ji's waist with both hands, and slammed down! "
Ah ... "Hmph, you piece of flesh!" the Berserker roared, gripping Ji roughly and violently lifting her delicate body up and down. The tearing pain from the extreme expansion, and the relentless impact on her internal organs, brought endless torment and pleasure to this slender body. The ruptured plug inside her uterus throbbed and rubbed with each impact, as if another penis had pierced her womb. Soon, she reached another climax. But the Berserker was tireless, mercilessly using the girl's helpless body on his hard penis. Soon, Ji, immersed in the abyss of lust, lost her mind, becoming a piece of flesh that could only moan lasciviously on the penis. She didn't remember when the Berserker had ejaculated inside her, but she still remembered the powerful impact that tried to pierce her internal organs and the astonishing amount of semen that flooded her intestines. Then came a scythe demon, his penis curved upwards, scraping against her flesh like a scythe. Next was a chain demon, his penis stimulating her like a string of beads. Then came a tentacle demon, who was now violating every orifice of her body. His tentacles, covered in slime, wrapped around her limbs, caressing every inch of her skin. The overflowing lust almost made her stop thinking. In this frenzied intercourse, she suddenly felt her neck tighten. She thought it was the suffocation play that the tentacles often played, but the rough feeling on her neck told her that it was a sturdy rope! "Giggle..." She was deprived of her breath. As the noose lifted her body, the tentacle inserted into her mouth shot out a large amount of white fluid, not even giving her a chance to breathe one last time. "!!!" The sudden terror of being hanged caused her vagina to tighten violently. The tentacles, no longer intending to linger, immediately withdrew their hot semen from her body. The moment the restraints broke, her feet futilely tried to touch the ground again, but the slowly rising noose gave her no last chance. Ji didn't get another breath before being hoisted up, not even having time to swallow the semen that had been ejaculated into her mouth. The girl's delicate body danced a waltz in mid-air, twisting her body like a mermaid princess. She swayed her hips, struggling to straighten her legs, contracting and relaxing them, trying to step back onto the ground. Her full breasts heaved violently with the intense movements, and her ruby eyes flashed with disbelief. But soon a smile appeared on her face, and her struggles were no longer blind; instead, they seemed like she was earnestly performing another aerial waltz. Ji used that noose to dance her final, seductive, and lewd waltz with her life! "Captain... is this really okay? This is an S-grade Pale Clan animal! We'll be heavily fined for illegally slaughtering it like this!" The Fire Demon stammered. The Pale Clan never sought justice for their slaughtered members. Whether it was an accident, a deception, or something else, they would only impose a fine. But this fine increased proportionally. Deceiving and slaughtering a lower-ranking warrior might not be a heavy fine, but if it was an S-grade animal, the fine would be enough to force someone to do hard labor for a lifetime, not to mention the animal itself, which was already incredibly valuable. "What are you afraid of? Don't you understand? The core of the Pale Clan's laws is only one thing: they don't want to be slaughtered when they're inconvenient, understand? Do you think any Pale Clan member who comes to the capital doesn't want to be executed? This woman is no exception! And look at her, isn't she enjoying it?" the captain said disapprovingly.

Indeed, Ji, suspended in mid-air by the noose, smiled at them, twirling with captivating steps, showing no sign of resistance or struggle. She watched as the captain approached her.
"Miss Ji, how about it? Should I take you down? Or do you wish to continue being strangled like this? If you want to be untied, blink your left eye; if you want to be strangled, blink your right eye," the Berserker Demon asked, feigning gentlemanly politeness.
The dancer hanging on the noose continued to smile at him, blinking her right eye.
"Any other questions? Coward?" "But...but even so, we still have to pay the full price! 12302 gold coins, Captain!" the Fire Thrower Demon cried.
"If you don't want to pay, you can leave, but you can forget about eating Ji's beautiful flesh," the Scythe Demon said discontentedly.
"Fool! 12302 gold coins isn't a problem, the Pale Clan doesn't charge interest! And do you think S-grade livestock are something we can just eat because we have money? They don't care who slaughters and eats them, but will the nobles in the city give us a chance?! This might be our only chance to eat this kind of top-quality meat in our lifetime!" Chain Demon roared at Fire Thrower Demon.
"Fine...fine!! I'll go for it! I'll go for it!!" Fire Thrower Demon said resolutely.
"That's more like it." "Damn, you finally have some guts." "Give it your all, that's what a man does!" The four of them noisily moved chairs over and sat down, enjoying Ji's aerial dance. Hanging was a long and painful process of death, which was also what attracted her to the Pale Clan like Ji.
After a while, many passersby gathered to watch Ji's hanging, and the girl hanging on the noose became even more excited. The thrill of public execution gave her even greater pleasure, but that was all she could do.
Time passed slowly. Amidst the city guards' boasting to passersby, Ji's movements grew slower and stiffer. Her crimson eyes gradually lost their luster. Finally, she stopped dancing and could only twitch and tremble on the noose. Soon, golden holy water gushed from her lower body, wetting the ground.
"Is she dead?" asked the Fire-Throwing Demon.
"No, we'll have to wait a while longer. She's not quite dead yet. Fire-Throwing Demon, take those four impaled ones back to the camp now. We're off duty anyway. Then you can go directly to the Sulfur Cave Hotel and reconcile with us," the captain said.
"Oh? Are we going to have the chef there cook her?" asked the Fire-Throwing Demon.
"Alright, go quickly, and remember not to attract anyone else!" urged the Scythe Demon.
"Okay, okay, I understand." The Fire-Throwing Demon got into the carriage and drove off.
The remaining three watched as Ji's delicate body hung from the noose until the last drop of holy water was drained. The Berserker Demon checked his watch, deciding the time was almost up, and then untied her.
"Sorry for disrupting your plans, but you came to the Demon City to be slaughtered anyway, right? Dying here doesn't make much difference, does it?" the Berserker Demon said, summoning a water ball that sprayed onto Ji's body, cleaning the semen and holy water from her skin. He then checked Ji's breath with his finger, confirming that the girl had turned into a piece of flesh. The Berserker Demon then picked her up and hoisted her onto his shoulder, calling to his two companions, "Let's go get some midnight snacks!"
(The End)

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