His tattooed hide will make a good lamp shade. Held in a cell within view of the autopsy table where he will be both executed and processed, he watches me construct the metal frame over which his tanned flesh will be stretched. He knows what lies ahead, because the lamp on my workbench has a shade made of another stud’s tattooed skin. The finished merchandise will fetch a good price from a “collector,” especially when the ad for the product is accompanied by the photos posted here, showing him as he looked prior to slaughter. I will rape him periodically as he awaits execution. This will give me the basis for comparing pre- and post-execution fucks into his ass. In addition to his flesh, I also intend to harvest his sperm. He will be secured naked on the kill table, his wrists and ankles clenched tight by automated clasps. A metal garroting band will be clamped across his throat and will eventually be used to kill him. He will feel a deeply intrusive butt prong extend upward from the surface of the table and expand by means of a foot pedal. I will pump the inflatable dildo out until the intrusion massages his prostate and prompts a good hard-on for me to milk. A vacuum cock sheath will be placed over his rod, attached to a milking machine. His sperm will make the tube run white as he bucks, groans and surrenders his seed. The sealed jar of harvested studcum will be labeled with his photograph, date of death, and sperm count. Online sales to specialty collectors and sperm bank managers are brisk and profitable. Once the flow of semen begins to recede, I will activate the garroting mechanism and commence execution. The gradual but relentless constriction of his throat under the band will prompt his cock to return to full hardness. The garrote will literally squeeze the remaining cum from his loins as his body, facing extinction, desperately and instinctively attempts to reproduce prior to termination. In my experience, a man’s deathcum is the highest quality wad he will ever shoot—usually very thick and rich. Once his throat is crushed and I press my stethoscope onto his left pec to confirm his death, I can release the garrote and clamps and deflate the butt plug in his rectum. I will scrub his corpse to clean off his death sweat. Before skinning him, I will deposit more of my own seed in his still warm ass with a good necrofuck or two. A two-foot wide swath of hide from the center of the back around over his tatted upper arm and across both pecs will be sufficient for my purposes. Since I will be tanning part of his flesh anyway, I will cut his cock off at the same time and preserve it as a souvenir of the kill. I’m sentimental that way.
