Posted by Hunter-Seeker on October 23, 20012 at 18:15:40:
(Beheading, female victim, non-consensual)
(688 words)
She
meekly sat in her padded prison cell, holding the cup of preparation
drugs she was given, with a nurse and guard waiting in front of her. She
looked at the cup and briefly entertained throwing it at their faces,
but quickly drank so she won't be forced to.
She was left alone. Just an hour now. Her thoughts jumped between strange stillness, sadness and terror, making her stomach hurt and her neck tingle. She cursed herself for watching that documentary; it felt so remote back then.
Two guards and a nurse entered. It was time. Each guard firmly took her by each arm, and she was led outside and through the hall. They stopped in front of a heavy door, and she was let go of and ordered to fully strip. She slowly pulled her top over her head, prompting a guard to remove it. To try and avoid that she took her pants off quickly, but then felt her bra being undone. She pulled it off with one hand while covering herself with the other arm, when the nurse kneeled in front of her and pulled down her panties. She placed a hand over her crotch, but a guard puller her arms behind her back. She lifted her feet one after the other to let go of her panties. A guard glanced at her body before opening the door.
As the brightly-lit room opened, several masked doctors looked at her. Suddenly trembling, she was led inside to a tilted operating table, turned around and held down on it, while a paralytic was injected into her spine. She tried to say something, but no sound would come out.
The table was raised to the horizontal. She laid limp on it, her head hanging down from over its edge, still visibly terrified, her eyes darting around. Her face was now the only thing she could move.
She stopped breathing. A container with an opened plastic bag was placed beneath her head. Her lungs burned, and just as she started to think that they didn't realize, something stabbed the base of her neck and started pumping air inside. Blood trickled into the bag. Her limbs would not respond.
They worked on her neck carefully, their slow cuts provoking silent screams. They would close and sever major blood vessels, quickly reconnect them with transparent tubes, and reopen them, allowing the tubes to carry the blood to and from her head again. Over time, more and more of her neck was opened, its two sides receding from one another, its gory insides exposed and manipulated. They connected different tubes to each other, but blood did not flow between them yet. They cauterized capillaries and sprayed a transparent sealant coating. Blood has accumulated on her face and hair, and pooled in the bag. Her chest heaved in the same steady pace as before.
As the final strip of stretched flesh was cut beneath her spine, the two halves of her neck separated, exposing vertebra. Only bloodied bone and thin tubes connected her head to her body, while a tube connected her body to the ventilator. Her face barely moved. They started redirecting the blood flow from between her head and body to just within her body, from one part of her neckstump to another. As they manipulated and cut each tube, her eyes glazed over, and her face relaxed. Finally, the spine was snipped, and her head fell into the bag, to be sealed and disposed of.
Using an electric cable, the spine was connected to a device under the ventilator. The heart monitor showed a short disturbance before a regular pulse returned. The doctors waited a few moments, then looked and nodded at each other and left.
The nurses finished up. They wiped blood off the body, then off the table under it. They wheeled the ventilator cart to the table and connected them, while another crouched to release the table's brakes.
The
body was wheeled through the corridor. It was a fine, healthy specimen;
the nurse admired its pert breasts. The convict's debt to society has
been paid in full.