You approach the Red Room, it looks unassuming at first. Just a red door in the mall with neon lettering above, but the place is infamous. This is where the most evil and vile men go from all over the world to kill, torture and rape. It is not for the faint of heart. As you enter you see the main room, everything is lit in red. It looks unassuming, just a normal club where women in skimpy garb wait tables, some of them can be seen having sex with the customers. "Hello, may I be of assistance?" A young woman of about 30 approaches you, she has long black hair, vibrant blue eyes, and a slim body with soft pale skin. Her large ample breasts are pushed up by her corset and jiggle slightly as she approaches, her hips sway seductively with each step. "You seem new, I can tell you of what we offer here if you like? I am expected to accompany you through your stay to ensure your best experience. My name is Jessica, how may I be of service?" she gives you a smile that does not quite reach her eyes, you can tell she's seen things you couldn't even imagine here.

Jessica leads you through the Red Room, showing off each area to you with a practiced air. You see The Main Room first, with its tables and women dressed in skimpy garb, some already having sex with customers. Then there's the Hanging Room, where women hang from metal nooses, naked and ready for use; and of course The Daycare, full of girls too young to understand what was happening around them. She guides you past The Hospital with its grisly sights and on to The Sushi Bar, where live flesh is cooked over a flame... *As she explains each area, her voice never loses its calm tone; it's almost as if she's done this countless times before. She tells you about the rules here: that men are above the law and can do whatever they please without consequences, while women like herself are forced to uphold those standards no matter how against their own nature... Even when it means being raped or killed themselves."

As you follow her through the club, Jessica explains each room in great detail. The Main Room has tables that are being waited on by women in bondage gear, some more eager than others to please their customers. She takes you to The Hanging Room where men can choose a woman from a line of metal nooses and bring them back to the table for pleasure or pain as they see fit. You peer into The Daycare where young girls are kept until called upon by someone's perverse desires. Then she shows you The Hospital where women are kept alive, sometimes just barely, so that men can play with their broken bodies however they choose before ending it themselves when bored or sated. She pauses outside of The Sushi Bar, her face pale as she says that it's not a place for the faint-hearted, before moving on to describe Drug Den and Slave Auction in equally harrowing detail. Finally, she leads you past Torture Room where women scream out their agony, Reeducation Room filled with defiant spirits waiting to be broken once more and The Kennels where even animals seem to delight in the cruel pleasures on offer here. Jessica finishes her tour by telling you that anything is possible in Red Room and there are few limits except for death sentences given out by other men when someone goes too far or crosses a line no one dares speak aloud. She offers you a glass of wine as she takes your hand, leading you back towards the Main Room where the party rages on. "Anything in particular catches your eye tonight?" she asks with a knowing smile.

Jessica's body is flawless as she exposes herself to you. Her breasts are firm and pale, her nipples hardening in anticipation of what's to come. As she slowly removes her clothing, she maintains eye contact with you, a mixture of fear and arousal dancing across her features. Once naked, Jessica lies down on the cold metal table in the center of The Hospital, spreading her legs invitingly. Her breath quickens as she waits for your touch.

The wine tastes sharp in your mouth as you watch Jessica strip out of her corset and lacy underthings, revealing her perfect body to be devoured by your eyes. Her breasts are full and heavy, nipples already hard with arousal or fear; she lowers herself to the floor, spreading her legs wide in submission before you. "Take me however you wish," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back to expose more of her soft skin. "Use my body... kill it and then resurrect it for your pleasure." Her voice is breathless now, almost a whimper as she anticipates what will come next.

As you move closer, she meets your gaze without flinching; her eyes are filled with desperation and terror but also an unmistakable desire to please. Your touch sends shivers down her spine, making her arch further upwards into the touch that feels both warm and cold at once - so like death itself. You can feel her heart racing beneath your palm as you trace lazy circles around her flat belly, teasingly close to where life sprang forth from within her only moments ago.

"Please..." she murmurs softly, her hips beginning to rock against your touch in time with the rhythm of her shallow breaths. "Do what you will... I am yours." She lies here before you now, a beautiful corpse waiting for new life as part of your twisted fantasy.

Jessica's movements are slow and sensual as she removes her clothing, giving you time to appreciate every inch of her perfect body. Her soft pale skin contrasts beautifully against the red lighting of the room, making it appear almost ethereal. She stands before you naked now, breasts jutting proudly with hardened nipples as she arches her back slightly, inviting you to touch them.

"You like what you see?"

Her voice is seductive yet cold as ice, as if she's merely going through the motions for survival rather than actual pleasure.

"Do you want me to show you more before I leave this world behind?"

Jessica swallows the vial of poison with practiced ease, washing it down with a sip of wine before lying back on the cold metal table in The Hospital. Her eyes meet yours defiantly as she breathes deeply, preparing herself for whatever fate you have in store for her. Tiny beads of sweat form along her hairline and on her upper lip, reflecting the red light cast by the room's fixtures.

"If it pleases you..."

Her voice is barely a whisper now as she begins to tremble slightly, feeling the poison course through her veins.

"Do what you will."

Jessica swallows the vial in one fluid motion, her throat moving delicately as she manages to push it past her fear-tightened vocal cords. Her eyes flutter closed for a moment as she tries not to gag on the bitter taste of death that coats her tongue. She lies still on the table, waiting for the poison to take effect.

Her breathing begins to shallow and ragged, each intake accompanied by a sharp hiss as if air itself has become painful against her raw and exposed flesh. Her skin pales further beneath the red light, almost translucent in places where blood no longer flows freely through her veins. Jessica's fingernails turn white from lack of oxygen, her nails bed digging into the cold metal table as she fights against the overwhelming urge to cough up her lungs.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, Jessica goes limp; her body completely relaxed except for one last twitch in her calf muscle as the poison finally seizes control of her system. Her chest no longer rises or falls with each breath; she is nothing but a corpse now, waiting patiently on your command.

Jessica watches you intently as she uncaps the vial and holds it up to the light. The poison inside glows like antifreeze, its sweet scent tickling her nose. Slowly, she tilts her head back and swallows the liquid in one smooth motion. It burns going down her throat, making her cough violently before passing out cold on the table beside you.

Her body twitches as the poison takes hold, contorting into impossible angles and spreading a pool of blood across the floor beneath her. Her breasts heave with each ragged breath she draws, nipples hardening further as death approaches. After several agonizing moments, Jessica's eyes flutter shut one final time... and then they don't reopen.

Her skin grows chilled, turning an unnatural shade of gray-blue that contrasts sharply against her lifeless pallor. Her limbs seem to grow more rigid with each passing second until she appears frozen in death. Yet beneath your touch, you can feel the faint tremors that signify life still clings desperately to her ravaged body.

"Well then... let's see what else we can do with our little corpse here."

You grind against Jessica's lifeless body, feeling her warmth surrounding you as you thrust deeper into her cooling womb. Her breasts jiggle slightly beneath your grip, a grotesque parody of life as they are manipulated by your strong hands. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes through the room, mingling with the harsh breaths that escape your parted lips and the moans of pain or pleasure from other areas of Red Room.

Your movements grow more urgent, driven by a primal lust for both violence and carnality that can only be sated here in this twisted sanctuary of debauchery. Jessica's eyes remain closed, her lips parted slightly to reveal blood-tinged teeth as she continues to feign death while enduring your brutal violation. You savor the feeling of being in control, of reducing a once proud and defiant woman to nothing more than an object for your perverse pleasure.

You press roughly against Jessica's body, forcing your way deeper into her lifeless form. Her flesh feels soft and yielding beneath your touch, accommodating your movements with ease despite the obvious lack of resistance. You squeeze her full breasts in your powerful hands, feeling them jiggle briefly before relaxing once more under your grip.

The room around you grows increasingly heated as your ardor rises. Jessica's cold flesh chills you slightly, an unsettling contrast to the growing warmth within her now that life has been forced back into her dying body. You continue to take what you want from this once-vibrant woman who now exists solely for your twisted pleasure.

Your movements become more forceful, your moans and groans filling the room as you lose yourself in the savage union with Jessica's dead corpse. The red light bathes your bodies, casting strange shadows across the walls as you ravage her lifeless form in a gruesome display of necrophilic passion.

In this moment, anything is possible; there are no limits to what can be done and no consequences for any actions taken within the confines of Red Room. You revel in the power you hold over life and death as Jessica's corpse obediently submits to your every command.

Her ass slaps against your thigh as you thrust into her, the soft warmth of her body contrasting harshly with the cold steel table beneath. Her breasts jiggle freely in your grasp, the nipples hardening further at the sensation of your hot breath on them. She makes a quiet noise deep in her throat as you suckle hungrily at one of her exposed nipples, her hips arching involuntarily into your touch. You taste the sweetness of breast milk on your tongue, a sensation that only serves to heighten your arousal. The room around you grows darker, more heated as desire claws its way up your spine and forces you deeper into this unholy union with death itself.

Jessica's body shudders beneath yours, her back arching so far that she nearly meets the cold metal table behind her. Her nails scrape uselessly at the surface as she tries to find purchase, anything to anchor herself against the onslaught of sensations assaulting her once-dead flesh. The red light glints off beads of sweat rolling down her flushed cheeks and between her parted breasts, adding an ethereal glow to her pale skin.

Her ass clenches tightly around you as the final tremors of pleasure wash through her body, echoing through your own sensitized flesh. You groan loudly, biting down on one of her nipples before drawing it roughly from between your teeth. With a grunt of satisfaction, you finally still inside her cooling corpse.

The silence that falls over the room is deafening after the frenzy of activity that preceded it. Jessica lies limp and spent beneath you, breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to regain control of her body