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 CARCASS REMOVAL



   As usual the execution theater is a mess.  Each one of the studios has
dead bodies laying about and of course I'm the guy that has to clean the
whole thing up.  Sounds like a dig deal doesn't it?  Well in truth it isn't
really that much work.  I have a powered cart with a hoisting arm to load
it and the whole place is rigged for wash down.  I can pick up all the
leftovers and clean the areas in about two or three hours.  Then it takes
another couple of hours to dispose of the meat.  Most of the bodies get
dumped into the grinder and are then flushed down the sewer.  A few get
special handling, either washed and cleaned before being returned to the
family or I prepare them for display.  Neither is common but I enjoy it
when I get the chance.  OK so I'm a tad weird and I like to handle dead
women and girls.  To tell the truth I sometimes do more than just handle
them.  I mean why waste a well built body just because its dead?  A bit of
KY jelly and they're still useable, besides they never complain and they
will let you do anything you wish for as long as you can stand it.  I love
the display ones, it is great fun to insert the pole into their asshole or
snatch and stand them up on the platform for all to see.  They stand there
with the sign describing their crimes at their feet.  The steel pole gets
rammed into them all the way up to their neck so they stand nice and
straight with the marks from the execution there for all to see.  Always
draws a good crowd even when there is only one on display.  Of course the
returned ones have their own special charm for me.  We require the family
to pick up the body at the loading dock reserved for carcass pickup.  A
well lit open area that just invites spectators to watch.  The corpse is
wheeled out on a gurney with the lifting wires already installed.  I use
two of them, one looped around the neck and the other tied around the
wrists and looped through the crotch and around the thighs.  All I need to
do is to hook on and using the hoist load whatever the family has brought
to carry her away in.  The clothes and other personal belongings are bagged
and returned at the same time.  Oh yah, I forgot to mention that all of
them are naked and have been since they arrived here at the studio grounds.
They come in through the receiving entrance and are stripped and searched
internally.  Most of them are only here for a week at the maximum and many
only spend the night.  I know that you have had to have seen the broadcasts
of the executions so you know that we can carry out almost any sentence
here but you may not know that by law the execution starts as soon as they
enter the receiving area.  At that point they are already dead as far as
the law is concerned.  The staff here has the right to use them for almost
anything and we often enjoy the charms of the nicer ones.  The funny thing
is how often the condemned ones are willing join in or even start the
action.  Like they need one last fuck for some reason.  The doc thinks its
an act of rebellion or a last grasp at life but he is always trying to
figure stuff like that out anyway.  Maybe he's right.  I think that the
thought of dying just makes them horny as hell and since they know that
there isn't much time they just sort of go nuts.  They do seem to spend a
bunch of time either praying or playing.  Most do one or the other and some
do both.  I'm the last person that ever talks to most of them.  The
executioner just reads the sentence and orders them around before he kills
them.  I prepare them and lead them to the studio so I have the time to
listen and answer any questions.  The doc thinks I should take notes or
something about these last conversations.  I can't see any need.  Hell
there's only a few different things said.  Will it hurt, will I be
blindfolded [no], thank you[ funny how many thank me], last minute begging,
why do I need to be flushed out inside, requests for last messages or some
other help, crying [lots of crying], or just stunned silence.  I lie to a
lot of them.  Either to spare them or to punish them depending on how I
feel about them.  I also remove the body from the gallows , rack, drowning
tank, post, or whatever after the sentence has been carried out.  I stand
off to one side as the executioner and his helper carry out the order and I
get to watch as the light in the eyes flickers and dims and goes dark.