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An Electrifying Moment ((AEM))

A steady procession slowly paced down a long hallway as a massive leather clad gargoyle started to lead his victim down the hall. The large male guiding the smaller hyena towards a massive, wooden chair that waited to embrace a new victim within its electric embrace. The gargoyle's dark heavy scales and strong muscles rippled with his strength. His loincloth lewdly bulged with his heavy sheath as his tail lashed behind him, the only cover for his powerful rear. The avian looking male looking back to the whimpering hyena whose collar he pulled upon. While the victim's arousal started to lift as he realized his time was not long in this world.

Sid couldn't believe himself as he trembled. he was going to be strapped down into an electric chair in just a few more minutes. And afterwards a massive, handsome executioner will then send him over to that next world, while he trembled as he looked over the ornate chair that he will soon expire in. The wood was dark, the metal stained from those who have rode the lightning before him. A slim, dark metal probe jutted from the seat, making him shiver and squirm as he realized quite well where the ground would be placed. His breath was racing now, his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to savor his last few minutes of life with a very handsome male.

The gargoyle pulled Sid close, those big leathery wings nestling the smaller hyena close. A low rumble as he grinned, feeling a definite stiffness from the hyena's lap against his hip. His own virile erection tented his loincloth lewdly as he leered down at the slim male he held in his grasp. "Time's up boy, and it's now your turn to ride the lightning..." He growled deeply as he turned, revealing the heavy chair for the victim's close examination. Leaning over to show himself off as he began to prepare the chair for the next showing. Sid's heart trembled in fearful anticipation as he watched the muscular gargoyle adjust the electric chair, wondering how it will feel when that powerful electricity finally takes him away.

The executioner began to smear something metallic and slick along the stiff metal ground, the dildo all that more obscene with it's more deadly use here. A massive wire lead the ground safely away, well, safe for the executioner. Above the chair the crown waited, with huge wires that lead to the generator tucked neatly behind the wall. Already it rumbled low with it's deadly power, all ready to turn to full strength at a moment's notice and steal another life away. Sid can do little but fidget as the chair's bindings are opened up for him, soon a gentle nudging from the gargoyle urged him to take his final seat.

He yipped softly at the cold, conductive lube kissing his nude rump, making him squirm as he took a deep breath before he sank himself down onto the cold embrace of the metal probe. His body heat slowly warming the metal pole up as he settled into the chair, finding it a few sizes too large, designed in mind for larger victims. Feeling very small now as he shifted and wriggled on that stiff metal ground. He bit his lip, leaning back to look up at the ominous crown above him, the wide metal contacts designed to kiss his skull and pass that deadly electricity through him. His cock already oozing pre in morbid arousal as he whimpered lustfully, thinking of that massive crown snug on his head.

The big, strong hands of the gargoyle grasped Sid's wrists, leading them into the thick metal cuffs that were prepared for him. A cold, pinching grasp of metal clasped down, locking securely onto his left hand tight enough for fingers to tingle. He spreads the fingers of his right hand as he whimpered, watching the other clasp be closed. Then the clicking lock secures him, dooming him as he shivered upon the broad toy nestled up into him. No more chance for escape as he bit his lip again, watching the gargoyle's erection bob and tease his heavy loin cloth, tented obscenely. His life in that predator's hands as he watched the strong gargoyle lean down to look over the wrist cuffs, his dark eyes content and pleased at his own work.

A sharp pinch and tug upon each ankle spread his legs. While the gargoyle's long fingers secured the cuffs on each side of the chair, pinching them tightly around the hyena's ankles. Showing off Sid's erection upon that overly large chair as the hyena moaned softly. He knew that this was it now, trapped on that ornate death trap. He leaned back as he began to pant quickly, heart racing now with the knowledge of his death as he trembled in fear. He watched as the gargoyle stepped behind him, working a leather strap around his chest, tugging him more securely into the chair as he fights his instincts and attempted to relax. To savor his execution as much he can, his life now in the hands of the handsome gargoyle.

There was a shifting tug of something behind him, and a dark leather strap is pulled over his over his muzzle and eyes. Pressed over Sid's muzzle to hold it closed and covering his eyes, leaving the top of his head exposed for his crown as the gargoyle pulled Sid's head to the back of the chair with the binding, confining strap. Making sure Sid's head is secured down and leaving him in musty darkness, just his nose panting from the end of the thick leather. The stained fabric smelled strongly of so many other males of all species that had gone before him. He whimpered helplessly now, shivering and yelping as he hears a buzzing sound from above him. Then the cold touch of vibrating metal sheared his headfur on each side of his head, so the cold, deadly metal can press directly to his head. He tensed his eyes shut, clenching down on the warm toy in his rear as he panted in long deep breaths while he gets prepared.

The buzzing stops with a ring of skin exposed, from forehead and around the sides of ears to the back of his head. There was a quiet creaking above him and a splash of something wet and cold. Head held firmly down to keep from moving as he wonders what is to come. A cold, wet kiss following, making him shiver as a damp sponge is pressed upon the exposed pink skin of his. The deadly crown being adjusted as he feels the weight grow on his head. The deadly device creaked a little while the ring of padded, moistened metal contacts was adjusted to match his bare skin perfectly. Pushed slickly down onto his skin, cold and harsh as a strap is slipped under his chin and firmly tugged. Holding it firm and secure, feeling even heavier as he realizes the device was now ready to take his life. He tried to picture himself, legs spread, cock oozing pre, wearing that big metal crown as he sat as proudly as he could in the electric chair. The Massive wires leading from the crown all ready to pulse hot electric death into his brain as his tail lashed nervously. He shivered again as a gentle tug against his tailbase lifted and bind his tail against the back of the chair, to keep it from getting in the way of the show he was about to perform.

Sid fidgeted under that hood, his identity lost in the dark leather and the metal crown. Just another poor male about to ride the lightning for a gargoyle's lethal show. His muscles tensed against their bindings, unable to move an inch in the sharp grasp of metal and leather. His chest had to fight the strap just to rise and fall with his deep breaths. Nothing to hear as the gargoyle waited patiently, to draw out all the delicious fear in the hyena. A quiet rumbling, almost a purr could be heard along with the quiet click of the gargoyle's talons on the floor. Sid alone to await death as patiently as he could. Not that he had much choice to do anything otherwise, breathing his last breaths of life as quickly as he could.

Finally there's a low buzzing behind him. His body tensed, as fearful of that electric embrace he is soon to receive as he was accepting. He squeezed his eyes shut as the sound grew louder and louder, vibrating behind him. Filling his hearing with an ominous hum as he clenched toes and wrists, listening to the generator power up fully. Waiting for the sharp pulse of burning hot death to steal his life away. Instead he got a hot, sudden pinch deep within his rear. A yelp muffled from that binding hood as he clenched down in surprise, and then a hot buzzing shock filled his loins with a burst of pleasure. Sid saw stars dance in his vision as his cock jerked erratically, cumming helplessly as that thick probe began to tingle with a delicate caress of electricity. The gargoyle milking him for his enjoyment as he gives a rumbling chuckle. Sid's cocktip twitched, gushing his semen steadily onto his lap, helplessly out of his control as he flexed and clenched down with each hot kiss of electricity. A low, whining whimper from the painful pleasure that dragged up though his lap in sharp shocks.

That hot pulse rushed back and forth, making him thrust painfully in his bindings and against the ground buried in his rear. His balls ached as his rump felt the growing heat from the dildo's electric touch. Gritting his teeth as his twitching cock came less and less. Soon just gushing thin, dribbling spurts, oozing messily down his cock and lap as he was steadily milked dry. And soon he realized once he was fully emptied... He hissed in a breath and clamped down, whining in fear as he felt his cocktip starting to twitch with less and less cum. Knowing once he had nothing left to give but his life, the gargoyle was sure to take it.

He squeezed his hands down, his fingers white against the wood as he gripped the wood with all his strength as the electricity grew hotter, milking out a last trickle. Then the dry twitches, emptied fully as he whined long and fearful. His life at it's end now as he awaited the gargoyle to take him away. He closed his eyes tight enough to make white patterns shimmer in his vision, while every muscle became rigid with fear and anticipation. The whining of the generator making his ears ache from the loudness. The tingling heat in his lap ended as the ground was readied. He struggled to take a deep breath, his chest rising fully with his last breath.

But it was quickly ended as whiteness suddenly engulfed him, the burning electricity poured through his brain. His body spasmed and jerked about as heat filled his entire being. He can do nothing but ride that powerful current, his body no longer even his own as every muscles spasmed down painfully. His breath pressed out in the powerful grasp of the deadly current even his back arched under within it's deadly grasp. He can feel himself, detached and far away, dying under that burning power as everything quickly faded to white as every muscle spasmed powerfully taut. Helpless as the electricity bored through his brain, and soon everything became black, his last thought was the strange sensation of recognizing the scent of his own body cooking from the inside.

The hyena's taut body is rigid within the steady electrical pulse of death. Unable to move or react as his life is snuffed cruelly but surely out from him. A crackle of sparks flared as some of his cum trickled down onto the ground. His body began to steam in the cold room, cooking through the resistance of the massive amount of electricity that was flowing through him. Seizing his heart still as it fried his mind. A long minute or two of this burning power before the generator finally whined down. The hyena slumped, his body heavy and still. His chest no longer rose and fell with life. Steam wafting up, especially from his rear and head where the contacts were placed, as a hint of singed flesh smelled strong in the air. No life left in his ruined body as the gargoyle rumbled his approval. He was sure the others will enjoy the sight of another execution that was well run.

He took a few moments to admire the limp male hyena. The hot cum still splattered all over his lap. His overworked arousal finally got a chance to soften as he gets his rest in death. The slump of his muzzle, still held proudly up in his bindings. The hint of the incredible heat in his body as he steamed, slowly cooling in the bare room, smelling strongly of cooked flesh as the gargoyle's stomach grumbled with hunger. Perhaps he would sate his hunger upon the dead male. And with a fingering of his arousal beneath that heavy loincloth, he pondered filling some of his other needs as well. Perhaps he'd even record those other uses as well, he was certain there would be many who would love to watch him feast his carnal desires upon the dead hyena. And the cameras had plenty of film...