Tattoos of the Executioner Series (Part 2)

Author: asslicker
Word count: 7054
The takeaway was delivered quickly, the package was unopened, and the room was already “scented”.
“How do you feel now?” Beria asked after taking a sip of snail powder.
“Can feel something struggling in my ass.”
“Me too. I can feel that they want to escape, but they are so trapped that they can’t escape.”
“You have to suffer this kind of torture after you die. It’s so miserable. It’s better to be shot before.”
“Yo, why is my partner showing kindness?”
“No, no matter how miserable they die, it has nothing to do with me. They are just following orders. The blame can only be blamed on themselves. They didn’t do good things in life, and they deserve to suffer in our buttocks after death.” Xu Yichen said, stretching out his hand to gently touch his buttocks, and then asked, “You said that everyone was killed, why did you take away their souls as well?”
“It seems that they are not allowed to reincarnate. What we execute is only their physical bodies, but if their souls are reincarnated, they will continue to do evil in the next life.”
“Does that person really have an afterlife?”
“Since it’s all true about souls, reincarnation in the afterlife is probably true. Now that their souls have been sucked into our bodies, they probably won’t be able to reincarnate.”
“It’s hard to say, maybe it will be reincarnated into shit, and I will pull it out!”
“You’re so disgusting, you’re still eating.” The two girls farted loudly at the same time, looked at each other and laughed.
“By the way, how do we kill the remaining two?” Belia asked.
“I’ll just sit on my ass and die, and I don’t need torture tools.”
“Both sit dead?”
“Sit one, bore one. Anyway, after death, they will enter our ass, let them get used to it first…”
While eating, they discussed the next execution plan, their tone of voice was so understated, as if what they were going to do later was not to kill people but to trample a few ants to death.
The meal took about half an hour, but this short 30 minutes was longer than 30 years for the remaining death row prisoners. He smelled the stench of snail powder in his nose, watched two naked girls feasting on food, but heard all kinds of cruel killing methods in his ears. They don’t want to endure this kind of suffering anymore, and hope that the female college students will stand up immediately and give themselves a good time; but at the same time, this is the last thing they want to see, because once the snail noodles are eaten, their own lives will be over.
But the sun is going to set after all, and there is always a banquet in the world. The two women wiped their mouths, touched their full belly, and walked slowly to the death row prisoner, sizing up the prey in front of them with a half-smile.