Several jackals and hyenas in black leather outfits walk into the plain white playroom of the studio, cameras still rolling as the demon vixen host lounges off to one side.  They carefully untie and drag off a limp, dead wolftaur, his muscular body stained with cum and piss as he's dragged off for processing for other... uses.  Another washes the floor, draining any mess away before it can stain the tiled floor.  The trapdoor to the simple gallows is closed, and a tall chair is setup on top of the trapdoor as the technicians work in a steady pace to prepare for the net show.  The hermy demon saunters off hirself, to get the next volunteer for the show.

Just as quickly as the workers arrived the room was ready for the next showing.  The empty room quiet and clean as the kitsune returns, holding a leash to lead in a rather chubby, older badger taur.  The taur's cheeks blushed, obviously a herm as shi looks quietly at where shi will end hir life.  The black collar thick and heavy around a stocky neck as shi paws the floor, claws clacking softly in a nervous shuffling.    Hir nude form being led along, to let the cameras gaze upon the motherly (and fatherly) looking badger before shi is stopped besides the stairs, waiting for the next deadly showing to begin.

“welcome to the next showing of taur snuff,” begins the vixen, a wide grin on hir fanged muzzle, “where we have this very love and large badger taur to demonstrate with.  Now, today's showing is going to be a little... messier, so those viewers not into that may want to stop watching.  Otherwise, we have quite an interesting sight for the rest.”

The demon turns and brushes the big badger's ears softly, scritching down hir cheeks to begin to unbuckle the slave collar around hir thick neck.  The poor, doomed badger just watchng with a furious blush in hir ears.  There's a quiet nuzzling between the two, gentle and affectionate before the vixen brushes hir hands down the badger's two backs, quietly whispering “Got to get you dressed up for your last show now.”

The badger squirms a little, chest rising and falling as shi is guided to turn away from the camera.  Presenting hir large rump for all to see, the little tail doing hardly anything to hide hir plump, wet folds and dangling arousal.  The kitsune steps aside for a moment, being watched with wide eyes as shi returns with a very large pair of lacey, pink silk panties.  Shi just grins wider as shi starts to work the large opening through the badger's first hind leg.  “Now the best part is,” shi says as shi gives a little kiss to the dangling balls before hir nose, while fitting that big pair of panties, “is that these are designed with herms in mind, to stretch around a very sexy penis.”  Steadily the silky, pink panties are lifted, soon snugly cupping that maleness and bulging obscenely with that heavy arousal.  Those wet, plush folds clinging to the fabric, feminine sex soon very well revealed against slick silk.  There's a soft tug to pull the panties fully over a rump, letting that tail free as a little paw pats that round, chubby butt .  The demon smiles, stage whispering into the badger's ears, “So is my slave going to make a big mess of hirself for the cameras?”

The badger squirms, pawing the floor with an embarrassed shuffle.  Lowering hir head with a quiet, “yes mistress...”  Hir tail flicking soflty as shi feels those hands teasing that rump shi displays for all to watch.

With an affectionate rub and fondle of both male and female arousals, blatant against tight silk, the kitsune walks forward, kissing the older slave badger's cheek.  “Now of course, it's soon time for you to dance, so let me get my leash.”  Shi turns, returning only a moment later with a very heavy coil of rope, nearly as thick as hir arms.  The badger's eye wide as shi watches hir executioner gather the tool of hir destruction, panting and slowly swaying hir haunches for the camera behind hir.  There's a gentle looping of rope around that thick, gray furred neck, and the noose is carefully tied before the badger.  Small hands deftly tie that simple knot, soon giving it a tug to lead hir up the tall stairs where the badger's life will end.

The two take their time, walking up each step with a solemn procession.  The big taur staring down at the floor growing further and further away, until shi walks onto the trapdoor that will hang hir.  Shi looks curiously at the tall chair set out for hir, wondering how shi is going to be setup.  The demon just smiles knowingly, leaning in to kiss ears and gathering a pair of large handcuffs.  The badger nervously pulls hir hands behing hir, a soft moan as cold metal is pressed into place and sealing hir fate for all to watch.  Hir breaths are rapid now, enjoying all the air shi can in the little time shi will have left on this world.

“now, you might be wondering how the chair will be used.”  Begins the succubus demon, nuzzling hir partner as shi strokes those heavy beasts, “ In this case, we're going to be doing a simple trick here, to help you stand up on your hindlegs.”

The badger looks at the tall chair, starting to realize how shi will be presented for the audience.  There's a gentle guiding paw as shi lifts up, pulling hir forelegs up onto the chair to stand up.  This of course, presents hir lap in a very lewd manner, showing off the slimy tent of hir pre slick cocktip trapped in silk, stretching those panties obscenely.  Shi stands patient and ready, watching curiously as the rope is slowly lifted up over the tall gibbet above hir.  Then drawn down towards a winch, secured in to hold all of hir chubby weight.  There's a nervous pawing and clacking of claws on the floor, the badger knowing hir life is  closer to ending before a camera's gaze.

There's a quiet moment as the big rope is secured, the winch whining slowly as the slack is pulled from the rope steadily.  The vixen brushing the bound badger's sides as shi smiles, instructing to hir slave, “now, stand up nice and tall.”  

The badger squirms, the gentle ttugging of a rope helping lift those forelegs up more.  Hir hindlegs spreading to support hirself as the guiding chair is slowly wheeled away.  Soon shi awkwardly stands, forelegs at hir sides, rope snugly helping hir stand straight as shi wobbles softly in that awkward state.  “Good girl, good... time for your dance now...”  The vixen purrrs, stroking that stiff flesh trapped in panties.

Steadily those tails swish as shi turns to the lever, the badger watching with quick, rapid breaths as the host caresses the lever that will end hir.  The slick glistening wetness of precum and arousal evident upon the pink silk as a tail twitches wildly.  There's a quiet, desperate moan as shi watches that lever slowly begin to be pulled... then a gasp and a clatter as the door opens beneath hir.

A loud creaking of rope signals the noose's clamping shut around a thick, stocky neck.  The taur's four legs begin a gentle paddling at the air, making hir wriggle back and forth in an entertaining manner.  Hir lap lewdly exposed as shi hangs, thrusting quietly in the air as shi twists softly at hir join and hips.  The massive rope clamped fatally shut around that broad neck, pushing a tongue past lips as wide eyes stare at the floor so far below, waiting for the rope to claim hir life for all to see.

Those big legs begin to jerk and thrash in a more desperate motion as the burning urges for air grow.  The two sets of legs pedal at the air, twisting and spinning hir in slow lazy circles as muscles ripple and thrash for release.  There's a sudden jerking, the messy glob of pre upon the stretched tip of panties begins to quickly grow.  Thick, sticky cum welling up through the fabric as hir head tosses, the lethal embrace and humiliating embrace ad rub of silk panties dragging the badger's final climax out.  Sticky blobs of cum oozing through the fabric to drip to the floor far below with a wet splat, while the big taur arches and kicks helplessly.

Hir cheeks begin to darken and grow puffy, wide eyes rolling back as asphyxiation begins to set in.  The desperate, wild struggles burning hir air off quickly as shi hangs and twists, showing off the messy panties, slick with both cum as the musky smell of sex grows thick in the air.  Hir folds less visible in their climax, but the trickle of sweet girlcum down thighs and through panties shows it off none the less.  Hir muscles beginning to cramp and ripple, as the fat badge strains to hold on to life and consciousness in the hopeless embrace of the noose.

Finally there's another shudder, a trickle of a slick, bitter piss dripping down thighs.  Hir head tosses, jerking and trying to hold back.  The quiet dribble begins to grow steady now, the dying badger's bladder relaxing, oozing through the silk in a steady drizzle down thighs and onto the tiles below. The heavy wet panties showing the mess quite well.  Another, darker stain appearing further up hir rump, the poor badger closing hir eyes tightly as shi begins to lose control of hir body.  The dirty, earthy scent growing as that brown stain spreads against the panties.  Hindlegs uselessly jerk and dangle, shuddering as shi soils hirself high above the floor, beginning to fill those panties as shi drools down hir breasts.  The dirty stench growing as the soiled fabric begins to sag under the weight of hir own shit, soiling hirself in those last moments of consciousness.  The stained, messy panties only showing off hir helpless, useless state more as hir head bobs, life fading from hir eyes quickly.

Hir head finally slumps forward as hir four legs relax to hir sides.  Eyes staring blindly at the floor, a quiet dripping of piss from hir toes as it oozes down hir thighs.  Those once pristine panties heavy with hir dirty mess, sagging under the weight as it barely hangs onto hir hips.  That small tail finally stopping twitching as shi quietly sways, just the creaking of a rope and the soft pants of the demon executioner to break the silence.  Slowly the vixen turns and stretches, quite aroused as shi bites a lip “mmmmm, now, we did warn you this one would be a little more, messy.  This also shows why one may wish to get their victims to be cleaned out before they begin their hanging.  Unless of course, you'd rather their last moments of life be the sensations of soiling themselves as they lose control of their body.”  Shi gives an evil, leering grin as shi turns “but that will end this badger, and this show, I do hope you enjoyed!”
