She is pinned to the St. Andrews cross, hands, and wrist bound to it. I grab the cattle prod hanging on the wall for uncontrollable inmates, but I like it for the pain and how it gets these stupid bitches attention. Her body flinches as I jab her in the side, my cock pulses when she screams in pain. The wonderful thing about this cattle prod is that it’s shaped like a nice long dildo.
“Convict 98996 Paulina, do you have any last words before your sentence is carried out?” “I do, Fuck you pig!” I smile at her, she’s about to die anyway so “say what you want, I get to go home tonight.” She glares at me and I look her right in the eyes as I start to fuck her with the prod. She is enjoying it, I play with her nipples getting her aroused, asking if she is going to cum. “Yes, yes, yes please I am going to cum” I laugh sadistically, just so you know your death will be when you are cumming, so if you want to live for a while longer I suggest you hold it.” She mouths off again and I just start to play with her clit while this big metal prod splits her pussy open. Suddenly I could tell that she was cumming but trying to make it look like she wasn’t. “
Well, I guess this is goodbye you worthless bitch.” I turn the cattle prod on, her eyes roll back, her body shakes violently. I leave the prod on zapping her from the inside. I laugh a bit, her insides are probably burned to a crisp. “Good, murderous old bitch.”