Pingping, the beheaded livestock

Pingping, the beheaded animal, was 26 years old, 1.69 meters tall, and weighed 53 kilograms. She was a beautiful girl with a fair complexion and a great figure. Pingping often fantasized about being beheaded, and each time this fantasy or dream occurred, she experienced intense sexual arousal. Driven by her desires, she joined a beheading club a year ago. Today, February 6th, 2010, was the day of Qingqing's execution. Pingping and the other girls arrived at the club early. The club lobby was brightly lit, with a guillotine and a cylindrical chopping board about 90 centimeters in diameter and 45 centimeters high in the center, creating an atmosphere of extreme stimulation.
Qingqing followed the executioner to the center of the execution area. She had just celebrated her 19th birthday a few days earlier, making her the youngest of the girls. She was about 1.72 meters tall, extremely beautiful, and passionate, radiating youthful energy. She was known as "Little Liu Yifei." Today, she wore only a brown bra with shoulder straps, brown panties, matching garter belts and stockings, and brown high heels.
At that moment, an executioner walked to the center of the execution ground and activated the decapitation device. The main body of the device was a metal frame, about 60 centimeters square and 10 centimeters thick, with a 12-centimeter diameter hole in the center. There was a button in the upper right corner of the frame, and the lower part of the frame was mounted on a stand with adjustable height. "This is a portable guillotine," Li Xuan explained. "Today we'll use this guillotine to execute Miss Qingqing!"
The girls, who had been discussing amongst themselves, instantly fell silent. Because no actual decapitation had ever been carried out before, no girl had ever been executed by beheading, so they had never witnessed a real decapitation.
"Will beheading be comfortable?" Wang Yitian asked softly.
"I think so," Pingping said.
"I've experienced the brainwaves of a girl who has been beheaded," Xiuyu said. "It's incredibly pleasurable!"
"Really?" Zhang Fan asked.
“Really!” Xiuyu answered confidently.
While Pingping and the others were chattering amongst themselves, Qingqing had already knelt before the guillotine. At that moment, an executioner stepped forward, pressed on both sides of the metal frame of the guillotine, and magically removed the upper half of the frame. Then, pointing to the cross-section of the remaining part, she said, “Everyone, look, there’s a thin slit in the middle of this half,” she gestured with the other half, “and this half has one too. The blade is hidden in the slit in the lower half. Just press this button, and the blade will spring upwards, severing the neck! Okay, now we begin!”
Everyone automatically stopped talking. Qingqing turned and waved to her companions, grinned, and then obediently placed her neck into the semi-circular recess in the lower half of the metal frame. She knelt there, her snow-white neck stretched out, the vertebrae of her neck clearly visible. Seeing this, the female executioner twisted Qingqing's hands behind her back and handcuffed them. Then, she carefully tidied Qingqing's cascading golden-black hair, letting it fall naturally on either side of her face. Finally, she reattached the other half of the metal frame, and with a "click," the self-locking device fastened the two parts together tightly. At this moment, Qingqing's neck was tightly wedged in the round hole. With her hands cuffed behind her back, she knelt silently, awaiting her final moment.
Qingqing had been fascinated by beheadings since adolescence. Initially, she played with her classmates in her own yard, but later she dropped out of school to join a beheading club. In the club, she performed beheadings professionally, usually performing 2-3 shows every night. During this time, she experienced various beheading instruments, from the ancient guillotine to computer-controlled automatic beheading machines, from direct chopping with swords to chainsaws, giving her immense psychological satisfaction. She loved this extremely challenging job. However, there was something to regret: although the instruments of torture were real, the beheading itself was fake; it was all a performance.
And now it was real! Her head was about to be severed by the sharp blade! Her young life was about to end, and she was about to experience the thrill of death! Thinking of this, Qingqing almost reached climax. She felt her vagina begin to contract in waves, and her thighs began to twitch. She quickly struggled a few times symbolically, then sweetly closed her eyes, awaiting the final, fatal blow.
"Execute!" Li Xuan gave the order.
The executioner swiftly pressed the button on the upper right corner of the guillotine. With a "click!" Qingqing's head fell to the ground with a "thud!"
The entire scene was deathly silent. Qingqing's body suddenly stiffened, then remained motionless, while blood from her neck gushed out like a red fountain, shooting more than four meters away! Three seconds later, Qingqing began to convulse. She knelt there, her handcuffed arms convulsing violently, her body swaying back and forth like an incredible, vibrant fountain, relentlessly spraying red liquid forward! She persisted like this for a full half minute, the blood draining away, but her convulsions grew increasingly intense. Finally, she collapsed forward to the ground, writhing and struggling. Her long, slender legs kicked and clenched without restraint, her entire body trembling and convulsing in unison. Her groin slowly became wet; it was unclear whether it was incontinence or vaginal fluid from an orgasm, or perhaps both. Two minutes later, Qingqing was extremely weak. She lay face down on the ground, covered in blood, her legs spread wide, her handcuffed hands resting limply on her hemispherical buttocks, her slender fingers slowly straightening from a clenched fist. At this point, she no longer struggled violently; only the muscles in her groin twitched intermittently.
The girls watching the execution were filled with a mixture of extreme excitement and shock; it was the first time they had ever witnessed a living girl being beheaded! At that moment, Li Xuan stood up with the microphone and said, "Is there any other brave girl willing to experience the taste of beheading?"
No one spoke. How could they casually agree to have their head chopped off?!
Seconds…10 seconds…15 seconds… The entire room was silent; you could almost hear a pin drop.
"Me!" Suddenly, a voice came from the left-hand stands, and a tall girl stood up.
"Sister Yu, are you crazy?!" Lanlan, recovering from her initial shock, grabbed Xiuyu's hand and shouted, her voice so loud it startled even herself.
"Alright, now please enjoy Miss Xiuyu's beheading!" Li Xuan announced.
Instantly, the previously silent execution chamber erupted into chaos as everyone stood up and looked towards Xiuyu. Xiuyu gently pulled her hand away from Lanlan's, then smiled and said, "Silly girl, I already chose beheading. Okay, don't be sad. I'll be waiting for you over there. In a few days, you'll be executed too, and we can be together again, okay?"
Then, Xiuyu said goodbye to each of her friends one by one, and obediently let the executioners handcuff her and follow her to the execution area.
Li Xuan hugged Xiuyu tightly; she knew it was Xiuyu's plan that had brought her to this point!
About five meters away from Qingqing's body was a huge chopping block used for beheading. Next to it was a thick-backed broadsword. Xiuyu glanced at the chopping block, gave Li Xuan a knowing smile, and then happily walked towards it.
Xiuyu was a very beautiful girl, only 20 years old, 1.74 meters tall, with a model-like figure. Today, she wore a light brown short-sleeved shirt, beige wide-legged skinny jeans, and white sandals. She had long, flowing, jet-black hair, and it was said that a shampoo company had once asked her to shoot an advertisement! Under the spotlight, Xiuyu stood gracefully before the chopping block that was about to end her life, her hands cuffed behind her back, like a sexy goddess!
During her middle school years, Xiuyu developed a fondness for alternative erotic literature, particularly the depiction of beheading. She repeatedly dreamt of being beheaded in various ways, experiencing involuntary orgasms each time, only to wake up each time to find it was all a dream! A few months ago, when Li Xuan found her and told her to join this beheading club, Xiuyu finally had the chance to realize her dream of being truly beheaded!
Suddenly, the club's manager, who had been sitting silently nearby, stood up, walked to Li Xuan, and whispered something in her ear. Li Xuan looked hesitant. The manager said something else, and Li Xuan finally nodded. Li Xuan quickly walked to Xiuyu and whispered something to her. To Li Xuan's delight, Xiuyu readily nodded in agreement. Li Xuan immediately took out her key and unlocked Xiuyu's handcuffs.
The lights in the execution chamber dimmed, leaving only a spotlight illuminating the area where Xiuyu stood. Accompanied by the light, a plaintive melody played on a violin and erhu softly filled the chamber—a section from "The Butterfly Lovers" (Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai).
With the music and the light, Xiuyu slowly but firmly unbuttoned her shirt, one button at a time. Her movements were fluid and smooth, without a moment's hesitation, as if she had rehearsed it countless times, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She removed her shirt, revealing her upper body clad only in a bra, then slowly loosened her belt, unzipped her pants, and placed them beside her shirt. Underneath, she wore a beige strappy bra and white thong panties, the front of which was semi-transparent with lace, revealing glimpses of her dark pubic area.
None of the girls present spoke; they simply stared blankly at Xiuyu. Xiuyu clasped her hands behind her back and skillfully unhooked her bra. Her left hand slipped out of the strap first, then her right hand slid to the side, the bra sliding from her right upper arm to her palm, then onto the pile of clothes on the floor… Without pausing, Xiuyu began to remove the last piece of fabric from her body! She bent over, inserted her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, slowly pulling them down to her knees, bent her right leg, and extended them from her pant leg, shifting her weight, then bent her left leg… Suddenly, a mature woman's body was presented naked before everyone!
At this moment, the music reached its climax, deafeningly loud!
Xiuyu stood silently under the spotlight like a sculpture. Her skin was as white and delicate as cream, her breasts like those of a proud princess, firm and beautiful, her pink nipples like newly opened buds, ready to bloom! Her waist was so slender yet strong, her abdomen so flat and alluring, her buttocks so round and smooth, her legs so long and captivating! She was like a priceless work of art, radiating youthful charm! She was even more like a goddess, bathed in holy light! The music seemed to understand human nature, abruptly stopping after several powerful notes!
The final moment had arrived!
A firing squad member approached the chopping block and picked up a large knife from the ground. The knife, thick-backed and thin-bladed, was over a meter long, its blade emitting a faint blue light that sent chills down one's spine.
Xiuyu smiled at the firing squad member, knelt down, brought her legs together, sat on her heels, leaned forward, rested her head on the chopping block, then smoothed her hair, revealing her snow-white neck, and finally placed her hands behind her back for the female firing squad member to handcuff her.
All preparations were complete, awaiting only Li Xuan's order to execute.
Time seemed to freeze. Everyone's heart pounded!
Xiuyu waited quietly, her head tilted to the left, her right cheek pressed against the chopping block, just a few meters ahead, she could see Qingqing's headless corpse. Ah, finally, it's my turn, she thought sweetly.
"Execute!" Li Xuan shouted these two words with difficulty, meaning the end of her best friend's life!
The executioner, dressed in a girl's vest and light blue tight denim miniskirt, raised his broadsword high. "Whoosh!" The broadsword, accompanied by the sound of wind, fell with the force of thunder.
Xiuyu felt a chill on her neck, then saw Qingqing's corpse flying towards her, but immediately it transformed into the floor, ceiling, and lights, dazzling her. Finally, everything stopped, and she saw her own body, the headless body! Ah, so she had already been executed! She finally realized that all the talk of Qingqing, the floor, and the ceiling rushing towards her was an illusion—it was her own head that had been blown off! Looking at her snow-white body slumped beside the chopping board, she felt a sweet, stimulating, and pleasurable sensation. She thought, especially since she was certain she had conquered everyone present. A sense of satisfaction washed over her; she was proud of her body! How wonderful! To end her life while she was still beautiful, to preserve her beauty forever—wasn't this every girl's dream?!
As Xiuyu's head flew off, her body jerked upwards, swayed a few times, and then collapsed to the side. She lay face down on the floor, her shoulders hunched, her handcuffed hands clenched into fists, forcefully pushing downwards, stretching the short chain connecting the handcuffs like a taut bowstring. At the same time, a stream of rose-colored liquid, accompanied by the throbbing of her heart, gushed from her neck, spreading in a fan shape on the floor in front of her. Her long, white legs also kicked rhythmically with each heartbeat. A few minutes later, the bleeding stopped, and the body seemed to sigh, relaxing; her shoulders slumped, her hands retracted, and her fingers spread backward. She remained still for a few seconds, then twitched a few more times, rolled over, and was now curled up on her side, her hands cuffed behind her back, twitching gently, her thighs occasionally kicking. Under the light, her body was as white and smooth as cream! A large pool of blood lay on the floor in front of her neck, and the wooden chopping board was also covered in blood. About 1.5 inches of her neck remained, the cut a bloody mess, and with each twitch, a small amount of blood continued to flow.
After the beheading, it was nearly noon. Under the club's manager's command, we all helped, along with the chefs, lift Qingqing and Xiuyu's bodies and carry them into the club's kitchen. Their flesh would be made into delicious dishes for everyone to share. They experienced the ultimate pleasure they craved with their lives, and their flesh also provided us with delicious nutrition. This was their life's value. Although they didn't live very long, they lived more authentically than anyone else. They didn't come into this world in vain.
More than an hour later, the delicious aroma of meat wafted from the kitchen.
It was lunchtime. Qingqing's beautiful head was placed on the table. Her made-up cheeks were rosy and endearing, her eyes slightly open, full of alluring power. Her tempting cherry lips had a satisfied smile on them. The chefs carried a huge platter to the table, and a strange fragrance wafted over. Pingping smelled it greedily; she knew what kind of delicious food was on the platter. The lid was lifted, revealing a plate where the young girl, Qingqing, was perched, her buttocks raised high, her skin translucent and delicate, like alabaster, almost translucent. Her right hand cradled her breast, a gesture brimming with allure. Qingqing's legs were slightly parted, fully revealing her plump, red vulva, the slit still slightly open, occasionally emitting wisps of steam—a picture of irresistible sexiness and cuteness. Her long, slender legs and small, adorable feet were exquisitely elegant. Hot steam rose from her steamed body, releasing a subtle, meaty aroma—a wonderfully fragrant scent, rich yet delicate, penetrating to the core, an indescribable deliciousness that made one's mouth water.
Gazing at Qingqing's alluring body… Pingping was the first to cut off the girl's round, firm breasts, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah, they're steamed so well... the breasts are like cream when you cut them!"
Wang Yi reached out and broke off one of the girl's fingers, putting it in her mouth and laughing, "Yes! The meat is tender and delicious, the flavor is rich and fragrant, and the sweet and salty taste is just right. The chefs' skills are truly excellent!"
Lanlan tasted the plump buttocks and praised, "Sweet and salty, the meat is tender and smooth, and it's fatty but not greasy! It's so delicious!"
Just as the girls were savoring the tender green meat and praising the chef's skills, the delicacies made from Xiuyu's flesh began to be served. The chef brought in the dishes one after another, filling the restaurant with an enticing aroma of meat. With each dish, the chef introduced its name: Steamed Breasts, Braised Pork Belly, Steamed Pork with Rice Flour, Stir-fried Pork Spine, Stewed Vagina. Looking at the table laden with these delicious dishes made from Xiuyu's flesh, Pingping's appetite surged. She immediately picked up a piece of braised pork belly and put it in her mouth; it was incredibly tender, melting in her mouth, leaving a lingering, delightful aftertaste. With such delicious food, the other girls no longer cared about manners, devouring the food like mad, completely abandoning any semblance of ladylike behavior. Before long, everyone's mouths were dripping with oil. The manager chuckled, "Girls, eat slowly, don't choke. As long as you have ambition and desire, not only will you get to eat beautiful women, but you'll also have the chance to let others taste your own beautiful flesh."
Another hour passed, and the delicious feast finally ended. The girls, filled with immense satisfaction and excitement, went home.
Back home, Pingping, thinking about the day's events, could no longer contain her intense desire. She immediately turned on her computer and logged onto QQ. Pingping wanted to find her own master in the QQ world outside the club. She wanted to experience that moment of boundless pleasure with her life, dedicating her limited life to her highest desire. She also wished that while pursuing her dream, she could leave her tender, white flesh for the master she loved and who loved her to taste. Only in this way could she truly realize her greatest life value.
On QQ, through continuous searching and adding friends, Pingping added a friend with the screen name "Pursuing Eternity." In their subsequent interactions, Pingping discovered that this friend was the true master she had been searching for all along. He was sincere and honest, respecting not only the dignity of the animals but also showing them great affection. He was also a very responsible butcher in handling the animals' desires. "Enough, enough," Pingping thought. "To have such a master help me realize my dream, to leave my beautiful flesh for such a good master to enjoy, is the greatest happiness of my life!"
Pingping made her decision, choosing to be this master's animal, and also setting a date for her to be processed. The processing date was set for her birthday, May 12th, 2010—the day she would freeze her youth and preserve her eternal beauty.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of April 2010. Pingping set off from home for the place her master had chosen to help her realize her dream, a paradise she had long yearned for. The two-day journey wasn't too long, and Pingping finally arrived safely at her destination to meet her beloved master. Pingping's master had arranged to slaughter an animal that day to welcome her. Today's livestock to be processed is a 22-year-old woman named Xiaoyun from Hebei. She's been plucked of her fur and is waiting in the room. Her long, slender legs dangle from the slit of her cheongsam, smooth and white as snow under the light, revealing her delicately sculpted calves and dainty black high-heeled shoes. Her long, black hair is scattered loosely on the white sheets, creating a perfect balance of innocence and allure on her body. When Xiaoyun sees Pingping and her master enter, she knows the moment she's been waiting for has finally arrived. She takes off her cheongsam, revealing a black lace bra underneath, her two exquisite breasts encased in it, making them incredibly alluring. Her master forcefully rips off the bra, and her beautiful breasts spring out. Then they began to remove her underwear. In no time, Xiaoyun was completely naked. Pingping and her master, looking at the stunningly beautiful, hairless body before them, couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful! She'll be delicious as a dish!"
Xiaoyun was obsessed with suffocation, and her master sent her off in the way she desired. The master led her into the gallows and said to everyone, "She's going to perform her final aerial dance for you all. Then let's cook her into a delicious meal for our Pingping!" At this moment, Xiaoyun had already placed her beautiful head into the noose made of silk scarves. She whispered, "Watch closely, the dance begins!"
Xiaoyun kicked away the round stool beneath her feet. "Uh..." With a half-abrupt sound, the highly elastic silk scarf tightly bound Xiaoyun's alluring neck, suspending her delicate, captivating, and incredibly beautiful body in the air, spinning. Pingping stared intently at Xiaoyun, who was writhing and struggling in the air. At first, Xiaoyun didn't struggle much; her hands gripped the silk scarf around her head tightly, her legs kicked up and down, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath, her face slightly flushed. After a while, as her strength waned, she could no longer hold onto the scarf, and her hands fell limply to her sides. Xiaoyun's body was completely suspended in the air, supported by the silk scarf around her neck. Her face was flushed, and her head swayed slightly. Soon, a blush spread across Xiaoyun's beautiful face, her soft lips parted slightly, and her red tongue darted out a little. Her high, firm breasts heaved rapidly, and Xiaoyun began the final dance of her life, a sensual spasm. Her strong, slender waist seemed to contain boundless power, twisting in all directions, causing her body to perform dizzying poses. Her two snow-white, plump thighs kicked desperately, as if trying to reach some unseen support. Pingping gazed at Xiaoyun, suspended in mid-air by a white silk scarf. Xiaoyun's delicate face was contorted with suffocation, her eyebrows furrowed, her once clear eyes half-closed, and her cherry-red lips parted wide. As time passed, Xiaoyun struggled to move, making a final, death throes. Her beautiful face was flushed, and her legs, as delicate as lotus roots, kicked and thrashed. Xiaoyun's movements slowed. She straightened her legs, kicked a few times, then straightened them again, her body now rigid. The kicks lessened until her feet were together, her body still slightly twitching. Finally, after a powerful, all-encompassing spasm, she jerked forward, arching her lower abdomen, and incontinent urine dripped down her beautiful legs onto the ground.
Pingping quietly admired her beautiful corpse. She hung serenely from the rings, her entire body relaxed. Her two long, flawless white legs dangled limply, her delicate feet, clad in flesh-colored stockings, pointed directly at the ground. Her beautiful head was tilted to one side, her long, glossy black hair cascading over her perfectly curved chest. A slight blush graced her cheeks, her beautiful eyes wide open, their pupils rolled upwards, and her sensual pink tongue protruded slightly from the right side of her lips, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth, forming long, glistening strands that clung to her snow-white breasts.
"What are you planning to cook her for?" Pingping asked.
"Such a beautiful girl like Xiaoyun would certainly be sexy even as a dish," the master replied. He dismembered Xiaoyun's body and laid it flat on the table. The master inserted a sharp knife into Xiaoyun's vagina, rotated it once, and then pulled it out, almost completely ripping out the girl's reproductive system. He then reached his hand back into the bloody hole, and between Xiaoyun's legs, various organs were piled up. After cleaning the bloodstains from the table and Xiaoyun's body, Xiaoyun's black hair fell down her back as if she were asleep. There were no wounds on her body, her breasts were still firm, and her abdomen appeared even slimmer without her internal organs. The master hoisted Xiaoyun's body onto his shoulder and said to the others, "You all keep Pingping company for me. I'm going to the kitchen to cook for you."
More than an hour later, the host pushed a large plate from the kitchen into the dining room. "Wow!!" people exclaimed. Xiaoyun was kneeling, her head resting on her arms. Her large eyes were filled with clear, shimmering light. Her two red lips revealed bright, sparkling white teeth. The hot breath from her mouth emitted a sweet fragrance. Her pink and rosy face radiated a charming and seductive glow. She maintained the ecstatic smile that accompanied her climax. Her long hair was tied up behind her head, and her full breasts hung down, with two nipples as bright and lovely as cherries. Her long, plump legs were curled up, and her white and tender buttocks were raised high. Her plump and juicy labia were filled with sweet and sticky fluid. Her long, plump legs, clad in crystal stockings, were crystal clear. Her entire full body exuded heat and a fleshy fragrance. What was particularly amazing was that every time Xiaoyun's buttocks were touched, an even stronger fragrance would emanate from between Xiaoyun's plump and juicy labia... The master held a gleaming silver knife and cut down her stomach. After the reddish-brown skin parted, a burst of hot air shot out, and seasonings such as chestnuts, corn, and mushrooms poured out, their aroma filling the air and whetting the appetite. The master then cut into Xiaoyun's mons pubis, which was prominently displayed by her high, raised buttocks, and cut off Xiaoyun's anus and two glossy labia, placing them in Pingping's tableware. Pingping put them in her mouth and savored them carefully. Xiaoyun's vulva was truly delicious and had an exquisite texture. Thinking that her own flesh would be even more delicious and beautiful after being made into a delicacy, her cheeks flushed, her lower body felt hot, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably. At the same time, a lot of viscous white fluid flowed from her vulva.
After each lavish feast of meat, the diners' lust would erupt. The master would arrange for other sex slaves to provide sexual services to all the men attending the feast, keeping only Pingping as his own sexual partner. In this extremely stimulating setting, group sex was perfectly normal, so the master and Pingping didn't need to hide from the public eye. They would strip her naked in the restaurant, revealing Pingping's fair, delicate, and flawless body. Her full, plump mons pubis stood high, and her round, white buttocks were incredibly alluring—truly the finest of livestock.
The master would take out a large syringe, spread Pingping's alluring buttocks to expose her anus, and begin to give her an enema. Then he would pull out his already astonishingly long penis and slowly insert it into Pingping's anus. While her master continued penetrating her anus, Pingping pulled over a customer who had just ejaculated and made him take his penis into her mouth. His penis, still hanging like a noodle between her legs, was still hard from ejaculation. Pingping took it in and began sucking vigorously. When her master ejaculated into her anus, the customer's thick semen also gushed out again. Afterwards, Pingping licked both penises clean. Nearby, her master's sex slaves and other men were enjoying a lewd feast, offering their bodies to the world of wild sex, their moans echoing each other. Then, three more customers came and inserted their penises into Pingping's mouth and anus, respectively. Pingping's anus was indeed exquisite—tight and warm, it contracted and pulled the inserted penises further in. Three penises were simultaneously inserted into Pingping's body, while six hands and three tongues relentlessly explored her voluptuous form. Pingping's vaginal fluids flowed profusely during her intense orgasm. Soon, the three men ejaculated, and Pingping, experiencing intense sexual satisfaction, released thick, fishy semen from her mouth, vagina, and anus. Three more men, who had previously served other sex slaves, couldn't resist joining in. They thrust their hot penises into each of Pingping's exquisite orifices, wantonly and wantonly playing with her fair and delicate body, their three hands caressing every inch of her skin. A penis was constantly thrusting in and out of her mouth, vagina, and anus. Pingping twisted her buttocks, and the men's large penises penetrated even deeper into her anus. Pingping's narrow anus couldn't withstand such torment; a spasm ensued, and blood flowed from her anus, staining her snow-white buttocks red. Another diner's thrusts inside Pingping's wetness grew faster and faster, her hairless, swollen labia glistening with copious amounts of vaginal fluid. Her arousal was likely at its peak; her labia majora were engorged and bright red, creating a stark contrast with her snow-white thighs. Pingping's face was devoid of reason, her lewd expression urging the men on. Her vulva was already wide open, the sticky nectar clearly visible inside. Pingping's round, firm breasts, like large steamed buns, attracted the host to place his penis into her deep cleavage. Pingping's hands were not idle either, each grasping and kneading the penises of two other diners. The six men's thick, hard penises shot milky white semen into her mouth, vagina, anus, cleavage, and palms.
This group sex game continued from noon until night, and almost all the participating diners had tasted the pleasures of Pingping's vagina, achieving complete sexual satisfaction.
In the days leading up to her execution, Pingping spent her days enjoying delicious meat feasts with her master and engaging in anal and group sex games with him and the other diners. The days passed quickly and fulfilling, until May 12th.
Today was the day to behead and eat Pingping. Her body hair had already been removed, and to ensure she left this world in a state of extreme climax, her master and the other diners had taken turns penetrating every one of her sensitive orifices early that morning. Now, Pingping was taking a shower in preparation for slaughter. All the diners involved in processing and consuming Pingping's flesh, under the master's direction, prepared the slaughter area and tools.
Warm water from the showerhead cascaded over Pingping's beautiful body. She carefully washed herself, her hands constantly rubbing her sensitive areas, her smooth, hairless body writhing. Pingping inserted her fingers into her vagina and anus, moaning softly. Her face showed a state of ecstasy. It was clear she was consciously enjoying this final climax before leaving this world.
After bathing, Pingping, her beautiful, naked body exposed, arrived at the execution site. She went to her master and softly confided her final wish: that he alone could taste her breasts, vagina, buttocks, and head. She wanted to use her most precious parts to provide the best nourishment for her beloved master. Her master agreed and made all the preparations for the final execution.
In the center of the area was the execution ground. Pingping smiled at her master, knelt before the execution stake, legs together, buttocks resting on her heels, leaning forward, her head resting on the stake. Pingping waited quietly, her head turned to the left, her right cheek pressed against the stake, awaiting the moment of happiness she had longed for, finally fulfilling her years-long wish, freezing her youth into eternity, leaving her beauty in someone else's eternal memory. She thought sweetly. Her master casually tidied Pingping's hair. "To offer my beautiful flesh to my master is the greatest happiness of my life. I hope my flesh will satisfy you. Goodbye, master!" Pingping winked at her master and said with a smile.
The master raised his broadsword high and said, "Goodbye, my darling! May my darling have a safe journey!" The broadsword in the master's hand "whooshed!" with the sound of wind and the force of thunder. After a muffled thud, Pingping felt a chill on her neck, and then saw the ground rushing towards her, but it immediately turned into the sky and the ground, making her dizzy. Finally, everything stopped, and she saw her body, a headless body! Ah, so she had been executed! She finally understood that the sky and the ground rushing towards her were all fake; it was her head that had flown off! She looked at the snow-white body lying slumped beside the wooden stake, and felt a sweet feeling in her heart. How exciting, how comfortable! She thought, especially since she must have conquered everyone present. She felt a sense of pleasure, and she was proud of her body! How wonderful! To end one's life while still beautiful, preserving beauty forever—isn't that every girl's dream?!
As Pingping's head flew off, her body jerked upward, swayed a few times, and then collapsed to the side. She lay face down, shoulders raised, hands clenched into fists, desperately pushing herself up; her long, white legs kicked rhythmically in sync with her heartbeat. A few minutes later, the bleeding stopped, and her body seemed to sigh, relaxing. She remained still for a few seconds, then twitched a few more times, rolled over, and curled up on her side. Pingping had lost control of her bladder; a small amount of yellow urine and sticky feces flowed between her legs. Her hands twitched slightly, and her thighs kicked occasionally… Pingping's beautiful head was now held in her owner's hands.
"Hey, look how beautiful Pingping's head is! We'll put her head on the table every time we eat her flesh, so we can watch Pingping's beautiful face as we eat her tender flesh, and then use her beautiful head for oral sex after the meal. How wonderful and exciting would that be? Her head watching her beautiful flesh being enjoyed by all of us and giving us oral sex, I think she'd be incredibly excited in heaven!" the master said, holding up Pingping's head. Looking at Pingping's head at home, just as he said, Pingping still had that charming smile on her face. Suddenly, Pingping's body stiffened, and blood from her neck gushed out like a red fountain, shooting more than four meters away! Three seconds later, Pingping began to convulse. She knelt there, her two white, tender arms convulsing violently, her body swaying back and forth, like an incredible, living fountain, generously spraying red liquid forward! She persisted like this for a full half minute, until the blood had drained away, but her convulsions grew stronger and stronger. Finally, she collapsed forward to the ground, writhing and struggling. Her two long, slender legs kicked and thrashed wildly, opening and closing repeatedly, her whole body trembling and convulsing in unison. Two minutes later, Pingping was covered in blood, her plump, white buttocks and thighs stained with small amounts of incontinent urine and feces. She lay face down on the ground, legs spread wide, her hands limply resting on her two hemispherical buttocks, her slender fingers slowly straightening from their clenched fists… Pingping was gone, transformed from a beautiful girl into real flesh.
The master carried Pingping's white flesh to the kitchen counter, fetched a hose, turned on the tap, and carefully washed away the blood and feces from Pingping's headless corpse. Then, he placed Pingping's clean head beside the counter. Her long, glossy black hair cascaded onto the counter, contrasting sharply with her snow-white body, making her skin appear even whiter. She lay quietly on the counter, peacefully awaiting her master's dismemberment of her exquisite body.
The host picked up a butcher's knife from the counter and began slicing into Pingping's body. The sharp blade cut into her throat and then down her body along the midline. The young girl's skin was easily sliced open, quickly peeling back to reveal pale yellow fat and bright red muscle. When the cut reached her abdomen, her breasts, which had stood erect, lost their support and began to roll towards her armpits. The knife continued downward, around her navel, until it reached Pingping's vagina. The diners couldn't help but admire the host's skill; a heavy, thick butcher's knife was wielded with effortless ease, like a deft pencil sharpener.
Pingping's flesh was dissected. Her beautiful internal organs were revealed; her slippery intestines even spilled out of her abdominal wall and were still wriggling. The mistress removed Pingping's intestines, uterus, ovaries, bladder, kidneys, stomach, liver, and heart one by one. She handed these to her assistant to clean, and then dissected Pingping into several parts, including her neck, chest, abdomen, hands, feet, upper arms, lower arms, buttocks, thighs, and calves.
The mistress kept Pingping's beautiful head and a complete section of her buttocks from the waist down to the thighs, to be used for oral and anal sex in the days to come when she savored Pingping's flesh. The other tender, white pieces of flesh were sent to the kitchen or placed in the refrigerator. That same day, Pingping's breasts were cut off whole, kept intact, steamed, and eaten by the mistress alone. The steamed breasts were translucent, rich but not greasy, with yellow fat and white mammary glands that melted in the mouth, filling the room with fragrance. That evening, the mistress stewed Pingping's vagina whole with cordyceps, slowly savoring and relishing this precious tonic that Pingping had left for her.
The remaining pieces of Pingping's flesh were made into various dishes such as braised pork, braised chicken feet, steamed pork, twice-cooked pork, braised pork belly, stewed pork, stir-fried shredded pork, stir-fried sliced pork, meatballs, braised pork intestines, stewed pork feet, and bone broth made from women's flesh. All were exquisite delicacies, and the host and other diners devoured these delicious dishes made from women's flesh.
At each meat feast, the host never forgot to place Pingping's beautiful head on the table, letting her watch as everyone shared the delicious food made from her flesh. After each feast, the host and diners would take turns holding Pingping's beautiful head or buttocks and inserting them into her mouth and anus to satisfy their desires.
Several days passed, and Pingping's tender, white flesh was devoured by her owner and numerous diners. Now, only Pingping's beautiful head and plump, white buttocks remained, used as oral and anal sex tools. The owner dismissed all the diners who had participated in the event and arranged for an assistant to find a large microwave oven. The owner intended to cook her most cherished treasure's beautiful head and plump, white, tender buttocks into a delicacy for her own enjoyment. That day, the owner thoroughly washed Pingping's buttocks and soaked them in water with pre-prepared seasonings. Then, she used boiling water to remove all the hair from Pingping's head and braised it into "beauty head meat." As the owner removed the bones from the braised beauty head meat, she suddenly smelled a wonderful aroma wafting from it. The owner couldn't resist picking up a knife, cutting off Pingping's nose and lips, and savoring them carefully. The freshness and rich aroma lingered in the owner's mouth, leaving a long-lasting aftertaste. After a hearty meal, the master began to cook Pingping's beautiful buttocks. He took them out of the water where they had been soaking, placed them on a large tray, and put them in the microwave to bake. Soon, the whole house smelled wonderful. When dinner time arrived, the master pulled out the delicious dish made with Pingping's buttocks from the microwave and served it on the table. He first cut off the alluring anus, which had been the object of everyone's sexual desire, and put it in his mouth, finding it incredibly delicious and fragrant. It took the master two days to finally finish eating all of Pingping's plump, beautiful buttocks. The owner gathered up the bones from the soup she had made, wrapped them in newly bought, beautiful clothes, packed some provisions, and went out alone to find a beautiful, sparsely populated place facing Pingping's hometown. He buried her deeply there. At the burial site, Pingping's owner quietly, quietly watched over his beloved. One day, two days, three days… Every day, the owner would stay by Pingping's side, whispering to her, "My darling, whether you are in heaven or hell now, I will come to find you soon. I can't bear to leave you alone there. I know you need someone to be with you forever, my darling, someone to love and cherish you! Pingping, wait for me, my darling, wait for me, I will come to find you soon!"
Let us forever remember Pingping, let us forever remember this lovely girl who remained forever young, offering her beautiful flesh to us!

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