Of course, general, as you say. And you, Judge Varela? Do you want to see Mallory and her mother smashed on the wheel and eaten by crows?
Judge Varela reflected for a moment while inspecting the clubs with which the executioner broke the bones of the condemned.
Em, no Mr Smith, I can wait until tomorrow. It will be a pleasure to see mother and daughter flogged and crucified side by side. Apart from the pain, they will suffer the humiliation of howling completely naked in front of thousands of people while the executioners torture them. I don't want to miss this show.
I understand perfectly, I also want to see how they shake their sweaty boobs when they hang from the cross.
Mr Smith.
Yes, Count Salvatierra?
As you know, I have brought my two nieces to your island to pay for all their crimes and thus cleanse the honor of the family. At first I thought it would be a good idea for them to pay for their sins on the cross. However, now I think it is better they are not be executed tomorrow,..... in public,..... in the arena.
So you think?
Yes, maybe there is someone in the public who recognizes them , I don't want anyone to know what they have done, it would be a humiliation for the family.
Do you prefer then they to be executed here at the wheel?
Yes, I prefer a discreet but equally painful execution. But first I want them to see closely how Sánchez breaks the bones of that terrorist, so they will see for several hours the torture that awaits them. Can you bring them here to be witnesses?
Of course, Count, your wishes are orders. You can see it all from up there, said Mr Smith, pointing to a post on one of the highest battlements.
Count Salvatierra saw the shackles that hung from the top of the post and smiled with pleasure.
Without wasting a second, Mr Smith picked up his cell phone and called Sánchez.
It will be done as you order, boss, answered this one.
Sánchez went to find the count's two nieces who had spent the night in a cage tied and hooded.
Come on get out of there, I have to take you upstairs.
Up? Where? What are you going to do with us? Leah asked as the executioners loaded them with chains.
Your uncle has sent for you, has decided that you will not be crucified tomorrow.
Two girls looked at each other hopefully.
So has he forgiven us?
That you will have to ask him.
And he led them up the ninety steps that led to the top of the tower naked and laden with chains. Sánchez hide them the true so that they would climb the stairs of their own free will and without resisting to the place where the dreadful torture awaited them.
However, once at the top of the tower, the executioner was in charge of tying them to both sides of the post, turning his back to each other, with his hands tied to shackles on his head and his ankles tied with ropes. Then, as he considered that they were not sufficiently uncomfortable, he placed a wedge under their sex and a double-ended stake pricking their backs. This forced them to arch their body forward into an awkward posture. Within a few minutes, the two cousins hurt every corner of their body.
Also at that height they were frozen with cold from the intense breeze that blew at the top of the tower. Soon the voracious seagulls began to fly over and surround them. Obviously those scavengers were used to eating there.
The girls looked apprehensively at those disgusting critters that came closer and closer squawking as they encouraged each other.
Suddenly a more daring seagull made a move to attack them and passed by them, pecking at Lana.
The girls screamed in terror and flailed in their bindings trying to scare off the birds, but that only served them in the first few attacks. The seagulls were trusting and each time they dared more. Two girls received several pecks so that in the end Sánchez had to intervene to drive the birds out of there.
For a moment the birds moved a few meters away but some perched on the nearby battlements and continued to stalk their victims squawking and making horrible screeches. Lana and Leah shivered in terror at the sight of their knife-sharp beaks and claws. If it hadn't been for Sánchez, they would have started slowly devouring them.
Please uncle, get us down, PLEASE, Leah yelled desperately.
Whores, you don't deserve any mercy, get away, executioner, ordered the count, I want to see what the seagulls do with them.
NOOOO
Indeed, as soon as the executioner moved away, the birds began to approach their victims again with increasing confidence.
Soon a seagull came flying over and perched on the top of the post where the two girls were tied and did not move from there despite their screams.
Then the bird spread its wings and began to squawk as if calling for its friends. In fact, they obeyed his claim and another seagull flew up to the girls and landed on Leah's thigh, making a move to bite her belly.
The girl only managed to chase the animal away by screaming and waving her leg hysterically, but again that resistance was only worth the first two or three times that those critters attacked them. The seagulls must have understood that they were defenseless so they began to attack them more and more viciously, becking them here and there.
The two girls were now screaming in pain as they suffered the pecks and Lana was about to lose an eye when a seagull landed on one of her breasts and, digging its claws into the flesh, tried to poke her eye out several times with its sharp beak. Lana closed her eyes and, turning her face away, managed to save the eye at the last moment, but when the bird flew again to attack him from the other side, several threads came out of her wounded chest.
Mr Smith's guests smiled sadistically at the sight of the blood running down the young woman's round chest, but they did nothing to stop the carnage.
There were already six or seven seagulls flapping around each of his nieces and the two young women already had several wounds here and there. Then, Count Salvatierra intervened.
Enough! is enough, Sánchez if they continue like this the birds will kill them and I want them to be whole for the torment of the wheel.
The executioner said yes and, approaching, he drove the birds away, waving his arms.
The girls were finally able to rest but began to cry inconsolably.