(sent by Psychouzibear)
No stranger to prison, Dirk, a tall beefy Nordic blonde had grown accustomed to prison rape, however, he was not quite prepared for the brutal assault the prison guards were about to lay on him. Dirk had been in prison for about four years and tomorrow would be his last day. His execution was slated for the late afternoon so this would be his last night in the cell that he grown to know very well.
Since this was his last night in his cell, the guards had been overly eager to get him any and everything he had asked for within reason. After a specially requested meal, Dirk sat back in his cell and let his mind wander back to the good times in his life, prior to his prison career and what had happened to put him here.
Suddenly, without warning the cell door opened and in walked several of the 2nd shift guards. Dirk tried to stand up, but in doing so was gut punched so hard that he doubled over in pain. Before he could recover the guards had him upright with his wrists handcuffed to his cell bars. His legs were cuffed spread-eagle to the lower bars.
One guard shoved some dirty underwear from a previously executed inmate into his mouth to keep him quiet while the guards unbuckled their pants revealing enormously swollen dicks. Dirks pants were roughly pulled down around his ankles to reveal his firm tight ass which had often caught the attention of men. The shift supervisor led the way by tearing into Dirks ass with reckless abandon. It wasn’t long before his he shot a huge cum load in Dirks ass. The other three guards quickly followed their supervisor’s lead and pumped their cocks furiously in the prisoners’ ass showing no mercy. Having finished they left Dirk handcuffed to the cell bars, the guards relieved of their stress went back to work on prepping the execution chamber. Spunk oozed from his ass down his legs onto his orange prison jumpsuit still gathered around his ankles. Dirk had been brutalized. He was left cuffed to the cell until the 3rd shift of guards arrived. When they saw him chained to the cell bars the decided to have some fun themselves.
The third shift guards released him from the cell bars and dragged him to the prison shower. They rationalized that you can’t kill a man unless he is clean. Once in the shower, the guards cuffed Dirk again, pushing him against the shower and wall and brutally, one-by-one fucked him until he shot his own wad of cum all over the cold shower floor. He was then made to lie face down on the shower floor in his own cum while the guards pissed on him, as the ice cold water from the nozzle washed over his ass. By the time it was all over Dirk had taken at least six cocks up his ass. Shortly after, Dirk was again taken back to his cell to await transfer to the pre-execution holding cell by the morning guards.
Dirk, pacing back and forth, had been nude since his arrival in the holding cell earlier in the day. His rock hard cock and low hanging balls were bouncing tremendously with each step and subsequent quick turn he had to make to pace in the small cell. He couldn’t sit due to the pain in his from last night’s brutal fucking. It had always been a tradition in this prison that the guards would relieve their pre-execution stresses by brutally fucking the condemned man on the night prior to their execution. Dirk had not been an exception.
Dirk had not been able to tell the time of day, month, or even year since his incarceration. He had been kept completely isolated from the outside world. No mail, no visitors. He had not even been allowed to communicate with other prisoners, nor had he been able to read any literature other than those that described both the process and pains execution caused. His time in prison had been a true living hell, with nothing other to do that to sit and reflect on dying at the hands of his captors. In some ways death was going to be a relief from this hell, but still Dirk couldn’t come to grips with the fact that he would be dead soon. He still didn’t know how he was going to be executed which made this final stage all the more troubling. His mind raced with questions as he paced…how much pain will there be? Will it be fast or slow? Will they torture me further? Who all will see me die? The questions were never ending. Tears welled up in his eyes and tears ran down his cheeks as he thought about what was to come and that he couldn’t stop it. His hands were cuffed behind him continually since his arrival in the holding cell. He had no way to wipe the tears away. He continued his pacing at a brisk pace waiting, listening to something that would assure him he was still able to hear, sense and feel life.
After what seemed like an eternity, Dirk heard a key in the cell door
lock. Almost faster than he could spin
around, the cell door opened and there stood four guards with their clubs
out, ready to pounce on him should he make a move in the wrong
direction. Two of the four stepped
forward and grabbed Dirk by the upper arms while the other two stood in the
doorway blocking it. As soon as the
two guards had him securely, the two blocking the doorway stepped aside and
let them pass. Outside the formation
of guards surrounding Dirk walked down a long corridor and into a large
room. Dirk’s eyes scanned the room
quickly and came to focus on the chamber itself. It was a tall square structure. Glass windows on all four sides, top to
bottom---a glass box, centered in the room with seating all on all four sides
for witnesses. Inside the glass
chamber he could see a small raised platform approximately 3’x3’ square and
The guards opened the glass panel door in the back of the chamber and
roughly pushed him the nude Dirk inside and up onto the small platform. Immediately the guards cinched a
The witnesses were waiting just outside the chamber while the strapping in process was completed. It was now time for them to be brought into the chamber. One by one each was escorted to a position directly in front of the prisoner and allowed to speak directly to him via a microphone which was piped directly into the now sealed chamber so Dirk would hear every word clearly. Each one voiced their pleasure in the fact that they were going to see him die. Some seemed more gleeful than others but all expressed their joy at being present. As each witness spoke, you could see Dirk’s face contort in the iron collar as he squirmed hoping to avoid the sentiments about what pleasure his execution would provide. As each witness was moved from their seat to the microphone and back, the guards would send a slight electrical charge thru a different series of the electrodes in his ass, mouth and under his balls for fun. With each charge Dirk would let out a muffled scream thru the gag, his body would convulse as he struggled to keep his feet on the small platform. The electrical charges got progressively more intense as each witness finished speaking. When the final witness concluded his statement, Dirk braced himself for the most intense electrical charge yet…but it did not come. Instead the warden of the prison appeared out of the darkness to speak to the witnesses. Dirk, all trussed up in his glass “cage”, like an animal on display, could both hear and see the warden. After a short thank you to the witnesses for being present and for their statements he outlined what was next. As he spoke a large screen began to lower from the ceiling behind Dirk. The warden then said that a short re-enactment of Dirk’s crimes would be shown to them so they would not have any misgivings about the execution. Again he thanked the witnesses. Turning toward Dirk whose whole body was visibly trembling in the restraints, sweat pouring down his chest as he struggled against the restraints trying not to fall off the platform, the warden signaled the start of the film and disappeared behind a black curtain. All throughout the brief film you could see the witnesses squirming in their seats while stealing glances at the monster still struggling in his “cage”. As quickly as the film ended, the screen retreated into the ceiling and a voice boomed over the loud speaker, “Dirk, the state has condemned you to death at a time, a place and by a method of our choice. It is now that the states sentence will be carried out. May God have mercy on you Dirk….let the execution begin”
A loud motor began to run causing the witnesses to stare intently at the chamber. The chain holding Dirk’s neck in the iron collar began to pull up very slowly lifting Dirk up on his toes while it stretched his neck and then it stopped. Another motor began almost immediately…it was the box on which Dirk had been standing. It began sliding backward out from underneath his feet revealing a vat of sulfuric acid. Just inches before his feet slipped off the platform the box stopped. Dirk, hanging by the neck, head forced downward by the pull of the iron collar looking directly down into a vat of sulfuric acid. Everything seemed to stop for awhile but in reality it was only a matter of seconds before the most powerful current electrical charge yet was sent thru all the electrodes. Dirk managed a muffled scream thru the electrified gag as the current hit him. The charge knocked his feet off the edge of the platform. Almost immediately his cock let loose with one final load of cum and piss as he swung in the center of the chamber by the iron collar. His cum splattered on the glass wall opposite and then slowly dripped down the glass. As Dirk twisted in the iron noose struggling for air, a small hatch directly above his head opened and out fell several cyanide tablets that splashed in the vat of sulfuric acid below passing in front of his now bulging eyes. Almost immediately the chamber began to fill with a yellowish gas that obscured Dirk from the witnesses. Despite not being able to see, the witnesses knew Dirk was still alive thru the hidden mics placed in the chamber. They could hear him gasping, choking as the gas worked to kill him. Behind the cloud of gas, Dirk’s chest was heaving, his lungs were on fire, his eyes bulging from the noose, his tongue dangling, his body was on fire from the electrodes that were still firing charges into his body. With each gasp of breath the witnesses heard, they knew Dirk was sucking the poisonous gas deep into his lungs. His bound legs were bucking causing him to swing in the iron noose. After about 20 minutes, large exhaust fans were turned on which pulled the yellowish gas out of the chamber to the delight of the witnesses.
Dirk was hanging lifeless in the iron noose, his tongue dangling from his mouth, face a purplish color, his wrist were bloodied from pulling at the restraints and his once proud cock hung limp. The warden reappeared from behind the curtain motioning for the death squad to begin their cleanup. He addressed and then excused the witnesses, some of which were shell shocked from what they had just witnessed. As soon as the witness room was cleared, guards wearing gas masks entered the death chamber. One death squad member had the responsibility of removing the electrodes while the others waited to carry the body out. Once the electrodes were pulled from the lifeless body, the iron collar was unlocked causing Dirk’s limp lifeless body to drop to the floor like a rag doll with a heavy thud. The stench of sweat and leather mixed with the distinct odor of death by gassing provided a rather pungent smell for those not wearing gas masks standing nearby. Dirk’s body was pulled from the chamber and immediately taken to the prison furnaces where it was incinerated. After the cremation, his ashes were taken out boxed up and placed in a wooden box for his family to retrieve. When Dirk’s family finally arrived to pick up the ashes they found not only the ashes but also a video recording of the entire execution, complete with a soundtrack of their loved one dying.