So now the time has come. The delinquent is brought to his fate. Out of the stable and into the slaughterhouse for disposal. He is simply no longer good for anything. Before the slave object disappears, I grill the hanging balls over a crackling fire and squeeze the last juice out of the slave balls. Quite smoky in the slaughter room, but that also gives the atmosphere the right spice before I put on my beautiful black rubber apron...

Nun ist es also soweit. Der Delinquent wird seinem Schicksal zugeführt. Raus aus dem Stall und rein ins Schlachthaus zur Entsorgung. Er ist einfach ... Show more