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gerembeau

Executioner
  1. Reward for Two Soldiers​

Sean and David had both distinguished themselves in the battle for Dinsmore, and their superiors had decided to reward them in the unique manner that capture of a village provided. Both were told to report to the Dinsmore village tanner the next morning to see their reward revealed.

When Sean and David they arrived at 8 AM they at first noticed nothing unusual. Then, after a minutes, they noticed that two impaling stakes had been placed in holes in the ground and that a table was set out, each with chains at each corner. The table was stained with what looked like old dried blood and was scarred and marked with many knife, sword and axe blows to the wood. Clearly it was to be used for some similar purpose this day. Two of the trees in front of the tanner's shop had sets of chains fastened to them, each positioned to restrain a person. Something would happen here today.

Soon, they noticed a commotion across the village square in the direction of the prison compound. Their commanders appeared in the distance in the front of a small crowd of 10 people or so, and they could also see that two female captives were being pulled along by leashes tied around their necks. As they grew closer Sean and David could see that the two captives had their hands bound behind their backs and that the only clothing they had on was the short roughly sewn prison cloaks made out of the rags of their former clothing.

The girls had begun to cry as they approached the village square, thinking for sure that they were to be horribly tortured and killed there as 24 beautiful village girls had been over the past two days. That had been terrible, of course, as all of the most attractive and desirable girls in the village were made to stand naked and watch the terrible tortures and executions of 24 of their prettiest friends. Several times a day, following an execution, the conquering troops had been allowed to descend on the nude captives and have their way with them with the only restriction being that they had to be kept intact with no mutilation. Gang rape was the standard for the past two days, and Beth and Catherine, the two being led out, had not escaped the rape and humiliation.

Now as they were pulled across the square, the sharp stones of that place of terror hurt their feet and they painfully hopped and stepped trying to avoid the sharpest rocks and gravel. They were pulled steadily forward in spite of the pain, and in the perspective of the bigger picture, enough pain lay in front of them to make this feel like nothing.

The girls were puzzled as they were led into and past the square and its execution grounds, as they thought they'd meet death there. Their curiosity turned quickly to horror as they saw that they were being led across the village towards the tanner's shop and they saw the stakes and tables prepared and waiting for them. While they didn't know exactly what would happen, they were correct in their assumption that they would die today in a slow and horrible manner for the pleasure of these conquering troops.

When the soldier's detail came to a halt in front of the tanner's shop, Sean and David were asked to step forward for the presentation of their rewards. As they stepped forward, Beth and Catherine were dragged out to them. Guards came up to both girls and quickly parted their rough cloaks at the neck and ripped them off, leaving them nude in the cool morning sun for all the soldiers and the gathering of onlookers to see. With their hands bound behind them they had no ability to hide their breasts and cunts and so were fully exposed in this humiliating manner.

The two soldiers were not surprised that the two girls had had all their pubic hair removed, as was the rule for female captives, but they did not really mind.

Sean, as the senior of the two was allowed to select a girl first. He and David took a few minutes to look them over, and after holding her chin up to see her face, and feeling her breasts and cunt, he selected Catherine, a tall, well build blonde of about 22 years of age with a pale, creamy skin. David happily settled for Beth, a shorter, but equally trim, beautiful and endowed raven-haired girl and a little younger at age 19. Her skin was distinctly darker, almosts warthy.

With the selection done, the commander announced that the girls now were the property of the soldiers for the day, that they could take the hours of the morning with them,
but that at noon they would be prepared as gifts to the two soldiers. One at a time, Beth and Catherine would be publicly flogged, raped, and then the tanner would direct

Sean and David in the removal of their breasts first, and then their hairless cunts.Their breasts would be removed, skinned and
tanned as purses for coins and other valuables; the scalped cunts made in belt ornaments so that in future battles they could wear them as signs of their bravery. After the gleaning of the trophies, the girls would be impaled for public display.

Upon hearing this, David and Sean laughed a little at the girls - while both of the girls broke into terrible sobs and pleas formercy.

Before David and Sean were sent off for some personal time with the girls, the tanner - who had quickly turned his allegiance to us - took Catherine as an example and asked the men to consider the process as they had their ways with them over the next few hours. A better purse could be made if the whole breast was removed and the mammaries and internal tissue and fat ripped out. Alternatively, they could do some of this while the breast was still attached - it would hurt the girl terribly of course, but might add to the pleasure of the trophy. The tanner recommended that on each girl, one breast be done in each way, with the peeling of the attached breast donef irst.

For removal of their cunts, the girls should be spread out on the tables and their cunts slowly cut away. The smooths skins would be trimmed of any internal fat or cunt meat and tanned, and when formed in a loop would make a wonderful belt decoration.

Following that, the girls could still be fucked or anally raped and then, following any desired "play" they would be impaled alive and allowed to writhe slowly for hours until they died.

Sean and David were directed towards a small building that had been used as a staging area for the prior executions. Beds and tables and other furniture were inside that could be used for their pleasure over the next hours. Sean and David grabbed the leash of their respective reward, and with a sharp yank, started tugging the girls away to be raped.

Once inside the building, both girls frantically begged for mercy. They were just girls who lived in the village they said, they hadn't helped the conquered troops, and they'd do anything Sean and David wanted for as long as they occupied the village. Both men laughed at this, and noted that they'd probably fucked the troops who'd been conquered for their pleasures - now the table had turned and their fate was sealed. Still, this could be done very cruelly, or with some compassion for the girl's fate, and if they wanted to beg for mercy, this was certainly their chance to earn any respite they could get.

Sean and David agreed that they'd fuck the girls one at a time at first to savor the rapes individually, and that after some time with their selected reward, that they'd swap and thus enjoy each other's prize. David led Beth out to the well with a bucket to get some water that they could use for occasional clean up of the girl's cunts and assholes, while Sean related his preferences for sex to Catherine to be sure that she treated him properly.

When Beth returned both girls had their hands untied, and Catherine was told to kneel in front of Sean and that they'd begin their pleasure with the girls. David sat in a chair, and Beth sat in front of him stroking his cock and trying to win his affection as Catherine was told to proceed with sucking Sean's cock. Catherine sucked slowly for ten minutes while her breasts were stroked with one hand and her head held in position by Sean's strong hand grasping a handful of her hair. Catherine gurgled as Sean let go in her mouth and looked up obediently for her command to swallow. She was granted the right to swallow, but was told to remain kneeling and to clean Sean's cock off and to keep him hard.

As Catherine obeyed, Beth was told to begin sucking, and after some time of great pleasure, David too filled Beth's mouth with warm sticky cum. David made her rub some of it on her nipples, as a reminder of what would happen to them at noon.

Rape was next and Catherine was led over to a bed and told to lie back on the bed with her legs spread. Her smooth shaven pussy was stroked and smoothed, and her cunt was toyed with and probed, her lips pinched and her clit examined. After all, this would soon be cut off, tanned and worn as an ornament on Sean's belt and he wanted to savor the memories of it still intact on Catherine. After Sean had finished amusing himself with Catherine's cunt, Beth was made to suck Sean's cock to get him fully ready. He quickly became erect and Beth was pushed away so that Sean could plunge into Catherine's cunt. Catherine was no virgin, but she hadn't been used a lot either and Sean's cock needed some pressure against her cunt lips to slide into her tight wet vagina. After a few long slow strokes, with Catherine gasping as her rape apprehension became reality, Sean picked up speed and fucked her hard for another 15 minutes, finishing by cumming vigorously inside Catherine's now tender cunt. Sean lay on her for a while and played with her breasts, talking to her about how he'd remember this time with her as he used her breasts to hold plunder in the next village. Catherine sobbed and pleaded not to have her body mutilated. Sean slowly bit her nipples and told her that her pain on Earth would soon be over and not to worry. After a few minutes Sean pulled out of her, cum began oozing from her ravaged slit, and dripped through her crotch onto the bed.

Beth knew that she was next, and on David's command, obediently assumed the position that Catherine had just been in and in resignation to her fate,spread her legss o that her cunt could be examined and used next. Catherine was told to stop sobbing and to assist David in getting ready to rape Beth. She wiped some tears away and slowly sucked David's cock to hardness. David first went to Beth's mouth and made her suck him again as he probed her wetness and stroked the slick swarthy skin on her cunt.

Soon David's cock was in position on her cunt lips and he slowly entered her and began her rape. Beth cried as David's cock ravaged her. She was fairly small, and his cock hurt her, and she knew that this was just the beginning as in just a few hours she would be horribly mutilated and left for dead on a stake. David enjoyed her terror, and toyed with her breasts as she was fucked, reminding her of what was to happen, and asking her which tit she wanted peeled, and which one she wanted cut off.

Soon the first round of rapes was finished. Sean and David were each resting on the straw beds and both girls were obediently sucking the cocks of their owners and slowly cleaning them.

Sean and David agreed to swap girls now, and the rape continued with them both being fucked at the same time - each man enjoying the differences in the bodies and cunts and tits of the other girl. After a brief rest they took their own girl and tied them down to separate beds and lubricated their assholes with cooking lard and opened them up with tools from the fireplace. Soon both assholes were ready to be raped and one at a time the girls were raped in the ass as they screamed constantly in the pain of this new invasion. After being raped, they were unbound and each girl made to clean the other. Their rags of clothing were dipped in the water and each girl carefully cleaned away the cum and specks of shit from their now dear friend's ass and cunt.

As Sean and David were resting, a knock was heard at the door. It was the tanner calling and informing them that the time to prepare their rewards had come. The girls should be brought back to the tanner'sshop.

Now suddenly frantic again, the girls begged for mercy. Sorry they were told, their fate was sealed and both men wanted to wear their trophies. Catherine and Beth were pulled to their feet, still nude of course, and their arms pulled behind their backs and bound at the wrists. Both girls looked so vulnerable that both Sean and David wanted a quick fuck. Both were pushed onto their backs and a few quick strokes taken in their hairless, freshly bathed cunts. Not wanting to soil their cunts, both girls were made to finish the men in their mouths and swallow the cum. They were then pulled to their feet; both given a sharp slap on their asses, and led out the door to return to the tanner and their execution.


The slow walk across the street and the grass to the tanner seemed like an eternity to Catherine and Beth. As they drew closer all of the terrible tools for torture seemed to be on vivid display and simply waiting to be used on them, as they no doubt had been used on countless women before them.

Now stopped in front of the tanner's shop the girls were made to stand still while the tanner came out and inspected them. He first inspected Catherine and was very pleased with her breasts and her cunt, and felt that she'd be fine material to work with. He held her breasts and squeezed them to see how fatty they were and gauge how easily her mammaries could be pulled away from the skin and discarded. Turning to Beth, he conducted the same inspection and was equally pleased. A shame he thought to use so little of two beautiful women though.

After his inspection, he suggested that Sean and David might be happier if the girls were split between them... that because, while large, their breasts had different and interesting shapes. Additionally he could do something special with their cunts. While they'd be cut off and skinned as a whole hide, he could split each hide and stitch them together and make a belt ornament of unusual beauty that would be half pale and half swarthy. While the girls were distraught at this detailed description of their impending torture and doom, Sean and David thought it was a great idea.

The tanner suggested that they get started and take their time taking their breasts and cunt soff.

The tanner pointed to the two trees with the chains, and the guards grabbed each woman and took each to a tree and chained their hands high over their heads and then chained each leg with a chain staked into the ground at the end. Now Catherine and Beth were tautly bound and in position for the first harvest - the removal of theirbreasts.

They started with Catherine first. With the tanner standing by her side, Sean stood in front of her with a sharp skinning knife. They'd decided to peel a breast from each of them as a first step, as there would be less overall bleeding in the skinning vs. the removal of the whole breast. The tanner guided Sean's work and soon he had a nice ring cut all the way around Catherine's breast. Catherine cried and screamed endlessly both before and during the cut. A careful slice was then made from the cut around her breast all the way down to her areole, leaving the nipple intact. Then with the tip of the knife, Sean was shown how to dig under Catherine's tender breast flesh along this new cut and he slowly peeled off the skin working carefully around Catherine's breast with the flat blade of the very sharp skinning knife. After about 15 minutes of careful work - accompanied by Catherine's sobs and pleas -the breast skin was removed by a final slice to sever the nipple inside the breast skin. The skin was handed to the tanner and he carefully placed it on a cloth for tanning.
 

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gerembeau

Executioner
The next task was to peel one of Beth's breasts. David had watched Catherine's skinning carefully and was ready to do his part. Beth - who had watched the whole skinning in horror - cried and sobbed and thrashed in her chains as David and the tanner approached her. All remaining slack was taken out of Beth's chains and as the tanner held Beth's breast, David began skinning her left breast as Sean had done with Catherine. Beth screamed and begged, but after about 20 minutes of work, the larger, more sagging and meaty breast had been fully skinned and trimmed off at the nipple.

Both girls were now chained to the two trees and each had a red, bloody dripping skinned breast. The two skins were laid side by side on the tanner's cloth, and Sean and David were ready for the next steps with the girls.

This time each girl's remaining breast would be completely severed. The process was faster, but bloodier, and the whole breast skin could be trimmed of its meat and fat and then tanned in one piece making a nice fine leather pouch.

Both Sean and David had debreasted many women in the process of conquering village after village, as it was a common final humiliation for many captured wives and daughters of rebel warriors just prior to their beheading. Usually the rebel officer was chained to a chair and made to watch the rape, torture and execution of his family before his own death. Seeing a young wife's or a 20 year old daughter's breasts cut off her naked body and watching the cum drip out of her raped cunt as her head was pushed down on the execution chopping block was a sad end to many a rebel's brief revolt. A captive girl was often slit through the ass and the cunt just prior to execution, but neither Sean nor David had skinned a cunt from a young woman. It would be an interesting day.

Sean stepped up to Catherine who was now slumped somewhat in her chains. He touched the end of her skinned breast with the skinning knife to get her to leap to consciousness. The tanner took the skinning knife from Sean and suggested a longer-bladed knife with a serrated edge to make a quick clean cut through the breast.

Sean took the knife, looked at it briefly, and moved into position to cut. Catherine grimaced and turned her head away as the tanner helped Sean by holding the breast up and pulling the breast out so the skin was taut. Sean was instructed to slice the breast off, not to slash it as he had before. Understanding the process, Sean made a decisive initial cut and then proceeded to slice through Catherine's entire breast in two large slicing motions.Ast he breast was cutf ree, the tanner held it in his hands. Blood surged out of the wide round wound, but was quickly stopped as guards pressed red hot sword blades against Catherine's wound. All this caused Catherine incredible pain - which she evidenced through her screams. Poor Beth watched in terror, knowing that the same thing would happen to her in a few minutes.

The tanner took the severed breast in a cloth and held it in front of Catherine's horrified face. With Sean holding her head to force her to look, the tanner dug his fingers into the breast and ripped out the entire mammary gland, leaving only a layer of fat which would be carefully skinned off. The deflated breast was placed next to the other breast skins on a table.

Beth knew now what was coming and sobbed heavily as David and the tanner approached her. She too avoided looking as David, now familiar with the process, deftly severed her breast as the tanner held it and stretched it taut. Guards quickly cauterized the bleeding wound with heated swords to the accompaniment of Beth's screams. Beth screamed her throat raw, and just slumped in her chains and gurgled after the bleeding had been stopped.

Now it was time to remove their pubic hides and cunt skins. The tanner looked to Sean and David and confirmed that they wanted to continue in the sequence and to mutilate Catherine first. Sean and David nodded in approval and the tanner motioned for the guards to unchain Catherine and bring her to the table.

Catherine was jolted into alertness from her slumped stupor as the guards quickly and roughly unchained her and dragged her to the table. Catherine was quickly pushed on her back and her hands were pulled back very tightly and chained to the two ends of the table near her head. Sean was offered some quick time with Catherine, which he gratefully took. He fingered her cunt for a few minutes and then opened his pants and let his cock fall out. Sean's cock stiffened in seconds in anticipation of this very interesting carving that was to be done, and he plunged into Catherine's cunt for a few hard thrusts into her. Not wanting to soil Catherine's flushed and cleaned vagina, Sean pulled out of Catherine's cunt and turned and finished in the mouth of a waiting slave girl who had been moved close and knelt at Sean's side with her arms bound behind her. She was very satisfying, and Sean noted her features in anticipation of more time with her sometime.

When Sean finished, Catherine's legs were spread very wide apart and chained tight to the bottom of the legs of the table. She groaned in pain at the binding and stretching that occurred. Her cunt was now wide open to them with her light- skinned inner thighs pulled sharply back from her cunt. A wooden wedge was placed under Catherine's ass to lift her cunt up in the air a little making it all the more accessible.

The tanner took a knife and made little scratches on the line he wanted Sean to cut to remove Catherine's pussy. With the tanner's constant coaching, Sean made a first shallow cut just above her bald pubic vee. Cuts were made perpendicular to each end of the cut to reach down her lower belly and to go inside her legs and outside of the line of her pubic vee through her crotch. Then with the flat blade of a skinning knife, Sean carefully peeled the hairless skin away from her crotch, working his way down Catherine's belly and crotch until he had the skin peeled back all the way around Catherine's cunt. Catherine's once vigorous screams turned to gurgling and mewling for mercy as the last steps with her were nearing. The tanner then showed Sean how to plunge the knife blade deeply into Catherine's crotch to cut around her cunt and to sever it about two or three inches inside her vagina. As her cunt was severed and the pubic vee and cunt lips lifted out, Catherine lost complete control and urinated through her severed urethra making piss slosh out of her now gaping wound that was once a pretty and tight cunt.

Beth watched from the tree as Catherine was cunt- skinned and de-cunted, knowing that everything that she saw would happen to her in minutes. She turned away in total horror as Catherine was unchained, lifted off the table by four guards and carried over to a waiting stake. Catherine screamed as she was lifted up high by the guards. One guard positioned her asshole over the tip of the waiting stake and Catherine was tilted up parallel to the stake and her slightly lightened body weight caused her to slide down onto the stake that was now well embedded in her asshole. As she slid down the stake to a point where the pole became so large that her sliding stopped, her hands were refastened behind her. Catherine thrashed a little on the stake and stared out at the guards in complete agony - her throat now so dry and screamed out that she really couldn't make a sound. Now one stake was occupied and one stood waiting for its victim.

Beth knew now that the end was very near as the guards turned to her and walked over to seize her with David. As had been done with Catherine, David was allowed a last rape and then her legs were chained down tightly with her cunt positioned for examination and mutilation.

David had enjoyed the last rape, and as Sean had, enjoyed the feel of the mouth of the little slave girl on him. He let the slave girl clean him off and then he refastened his pants and picked up the knife that the waiting tanner held. With even this little experience David had become good at skinning and looked forward to removingBeth's smooth, golden-swarthy pubic skin and nice full cunt lips. He worked fairly quickly - making Beth yelp a little with each incision followed by a deep scream as David peeled away to skin from Beth's body.

David made the final cuts to sever Beth's vagina and turned the bleeding dripping hide over to the tanner. Beth's turn to ride the pole had come. As with Catherine, she was unchained, hoisted up by guards and impaled through the asshole on the second pole.

Beth screamed pitifully for a few minutes as she slid painfully down the pole, and then shivered and collapsed impaled with the pole nearly ready to stick out of her mouth.

The tanner motioned for Sean and David to come to the table where the amputated pieces were laying. As they watched, he took a very sharp knife and sliced each cunt hide in half along the line of their cunt lips. Moving the now four pieces quickly, the tanned showed how nice the mix of pale and gold-tanned smooth skins would look with the two cunt halves sewn together. Both Sean and David were happy for the tanner's innovation and his skill in instructing them. Both thanked the tanner, turned and said goodbye to the nearly dead girls, and walked away to their quarterers. The tanner called out to them and told them to return in two weeks for their trophies.

On the day the rewards were to be ready, Sean and David returned to the tanner. The tanner happily presented them each with a breast from each girl and the pubic ornament to wear on their belts. Just as they finished putting them on, two young troops walked into the area and began looking around curiously. They quickly spotted two girls across the town square being led this way. In minutes they were there and the two pretty girls were stripped. They were beautiful, with hairless pussies - just as Catherine and Beth had been - and the two lucky soldiers were in for a treat.

Sean and David looked longingly at the two, looked down at their rewards, smiled, and turned and walked back to their barracks.
 

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Baron Von Sade

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The next task was to peel one of Beth's breasts. David had watched Catherine's skinning carefully and was ready to do his part. Beth - who had watched the whole skinning in horror - cried and sobbed and thrashed in her chains as David and the tanner approached her. All remaining slack was taken out of Beth's chains and as the tanner held Beth's breast, David began skinning her left breast as Sean had done with Catherine. Beth screamed and begged, but after about 20 minutes of work, the larger, more sagging and meaty breast had been fully skinned and trimmed off at the nipple.

Both girls were now chained to the two trees and each had a red, bloody dripping skinned breast. The two skins were laid side by side on the tanner's cloth, and Sean and David were ready for the next steps with the girls.

This time each girl's remaining breast would be completely severed. The process was faster, but bloodier, and the whole breast skin could be trimmed of its meat and fat and then tanned in one piece making a nice fine leather pouch.

Both Sean and David had debreasted many women in the process of conquering village after village, as it was a common final humiliation for many captured wives and daughters of rebel warriors just prior to their beheading. Usually the rebel officer was chained to a chair and made to watch the rape, torture and execution of his family before his own death. Seeing a young wife's or a 20 year old daughter's breasts cut off her naked body and watching the cum drip out of her raped cunt as her head was pushed down on the execution chopping block was a sad end to many a rebel's brief revolt. A captive girl was often slit through the ass and the cunt just prior to execution, but neither Sean nor David had skinned a cunt from a young woman. It would be an interesting day.

Sean stepped up to Catherine who was now slumped somewhat in her chains. He touched the end of her skinned breast with the skinning knife to get her to leap to consciousness. The tanner took the skinning knife from Sean and suggested a longer-bladed knife with a serrated edge to make a quick clean cut through the breast.

Sean took the knife, looked at it briefly, and moved into position to cut. Catherine grimaced and turned her head away as the tanner helped Sean by holding the breast up and pulling the breast out so the skin was taut. Sean was instructed to slice the breast off, not to slash it as he had before. Understanding the process, Sean made a decisive initial cut and then proceeded to slice through Catherine's entire breast in two large slicing motions.Ast he breast was cutf ree, the tanner held it in his hands. Blood surged out of the wide round wound, but was quickly stopped as guards pressed red hot sword blades against Catherine's wound. All this caused Catherine incredible pain - which she evidenced through her screams. Poor Beth watched in terror, knowing that the same thing would happen to her in a few minutes.

The tanner took the severed breast in a cloth and held it in front of Catherine's horrified face. With Sean holding her head to force her to look, the tanner dug his fingers into the breast and ripped out the entire mammary gland, leaving only a layer of fat which would be carefully skinned off. The deflated breast was placed next to the other breast skins on a table.

Beth knew now what was coming and sobbed heavily as David and the tanner approached her. She too avoided looking as David, now familiar with the process, deftly severed her breast as the tanner held it and stretched it taut. Guards quickly cauterized the bleeding wound with heated swords to the accompaniment of Beth's screams. Beth screamed her throat raw, and just slumped in her chains and gurgled after the bleeding had been stopped.

Now it was time to remove their pubic hides and cunt skins. The tanner looked to Sean and David and confirmed that they wanted to continue in the sequence and to mutilate Catherine first. Sean and David nodded in approval and the tanner motioned for the guards to unchain Catherine and bring her to the table.

Catherine was jolted into alertness from her slumped stupor as the guards quickly and roughly unchained her and dragged her to the table. Catherine was quickly pushed on her back and her hands were pulled back very tightly and chained to the two ends of the table near her head. Sean was offered some quick time with Catherine, which he gratefully took. He fingered her cunt for a few minutes and then opened his pants and let his cock fall out. Sean's cock stiffened in seconds in anticipation of this very interesting carving that was to be done, and he plunged into Catherine's cunt for a few hard thrusts into her. Not wanting to soil Catherine's flushed and cleaned vagina, Sean pulled out of Catherine's cunt and turned and finished in the mouth of a waiting slave girl who had been moved close and knelt at Sean's side with her arms bound behind her. She was very satisfying, and Sean noted her features in anticipation of more time with her sometime.

When Sean finished, Catherine's legs were spread very wide apart and chained tight to the bottom of the legs of the table. She groaned in pain at the binding and stretching that occurred. Her cunt was now wide open to them with her light- skinned inner thighs pulled sharply back from her cunt. A wooden wedge was placed under Catherine's ass to lift her cunt up in the air a little making it all the more accessible.

The tanner took a knife and made little scratches on the line he wanted Sean to cut to remove Catherine's pussy. With the tanner's constant coaching, Sean made a first shallow cut just above her bald pubic vee. Cuts were made perpendicular to each end of the cut to reach down her lower belly and to go inside her legs and outside of the line of her pubic vee through her crotch. Then with the flat blade of a skinning knife, Sean carefully peeled the hairless skin away from her crotch, working his way down Catherine's belly and crotch until he had the skin peeled back all the way around Catherine's cunt. Catherine's once vigorous screams turned to gurgling and mewling for mercy as the last steps with her were nearing. The tanner then showed Sean how to plunge the knife blade deeply into Catherine's crotch to cut around her cunt and to sever it about two or three inches inside her vagina. As her cunt was severed and the pubic vee and cunt lips lifted out, Catherine lost complete control and urinated through her severed urethra making piss slosh out of her now gaping wound that was once a pretty and tight cunt.

Beth watched from the tree as Catherine was cunt- skinned and de-cunted, knowing that everything that she saw would happen to her in minutes. She turned away in total horror as Catherine was unchained, lifted off the table by four guards and carried over to a waiting stake. Catherine screamed as she was lifted up high by the guards. One guard positioned her asshole over the tip of the waiting stake and Catherine was tilted up parallel to the stake and her slightly lightened body weight caused her to slide down onto the stake that was now well embedded in her asshole. As she slid down the stake to a point where the pole became so large that her sliding stopped, her hands were refastened behind her. Catherine thrashed a little on the stake and stared out at the guards in complete agony - her throat now so dry and screamed out that she really couldn't make a sound. Now one stake was occupied and one stood waiting for its victim.

Beth knew now that the end was very near as the guards turned to her and walked over to seize her with David. As had been done with Catherine, David was allowed a last rape and then her legs were chained down tightly with her cunt positioned for examination and mutilation.

David had enjoyed the last rape, and as Sean had, enjoyed the feel of the mouth of the little slave girl on him. He let the slave girl clean him off and then he refastened his pants and picked up the knife that the waiting tanner held. With even this little experience David had become good at skinning and looked forward to removingBeth's smooth, golden-swarthy pubic skin and nice full cunt lips. He worked fairly quickly - making Beth yelp a little with each incision followed by a deep scream as David peeled away to skin from Beth's body.

David made the final cuts to sever Beth's vagina and turned the bleeding dripping hide over to the tanner. Beth's turn to ride the pole had come. As with Catherine, she was unchained, hoisted up by guards and impaled through the asshole on the second pole.

Beth screamed pitifully for a few minutes as she slid painfully down the pole, and then shivered and collapsed impaled with the pole nearly ready to stick out of her mouth.

The tanner motioned for Sean and David to come to the table where the amputated pieces were laying. As they watched, he took a very sharp knife and sliced each cunt hide in half along the line of their cunt lips. Moving the now four pieces quickly, the tanned showed how nice the mix of pale and gold-tanned smooth skins would look with the two cunt halves sewn together. Both Sean and David were happy for the tanner's innovation and his skill in instructing them. Both thanked the tanner, turned and said goodbye to the nearly dead girls, and walked away to their quarterers. The tanner called out to them and told them to return in two weeks for their trophies.

On the day the rewards were to be ready, Sean and David returned to the tanner. The tanner happily presented them each with a breast from each girl and the pubic ornament to wear on their belts. Just as they finished putting them on, two young troops walked into the area and began looking around curiously. They quickly spotted two girls across the town square being led this way. In minutes they were there and the two pretty girls were stripped. They were beautiful, with hairless pussies - just as Catherine and Beth had been - and the two lucky soldiers were in for a treat.

Sean and David looked longingly at the two, looked down at their rewards, smiled, and turned and walked back to their barracks.
I really enjoy how totally innocent the majority of the girls in your stories are. Just normal girls living normal lives until they are suddenly turned around and in the short space of time left to live, they discover their true purpose for existence.

I also love that how no matter how horrific their torture and deaths are, they know it can ALWAYS get worse.
 

gerembeau

Executioner
  1. Cleanup in the Rebel'sVillage (the complete text this time)


After a long and bloody struggle we had just finished capturing the small village of Milus, set in a rocky crag above the valley of the Hacz River. The village fell after having been held by our enemies, rebels who had been responsible for constant raids on our villages. We were bitter enemies and after the capture we had not been kind to them and intended to exterminate all of them. All of the 50 or so men of the village were lined up immediately outside of the village and executed with either a quick slash of the throat or by the point of a spear.

The village's few children had been separated out with anyone under 18 sent into a work camp back at one of our villages. We were absolute in our protection of children from anywhere - rebel or not.

The women were separated out as a group. Older women were released to forage for themselves - at their age they were no threat and were born far before the revolt and had no part in it. The other women - about 20 of them - were gathered together as a group. They aged from 18 to about 40 with a wide variety in their fitness and appearance. Seven of the older of them showed persistent hostility to us and were executed immediately. They were taken out to the side of the village square where they were stripped naked. Before their hands were tied behind their backs they were forced to dig a pit large enough to hold their bodies. The pit was then partially filled with a few bales of straw. The soldiers that wanted to have a little last fun with these bitter women took a few minutes to rape a few of the better looking ones at the edge of the pit - usually finishing up the humiliation by cutting their breasts off and cutting off their hands and feet. Immediately after being raped they were mutilated, their arms and legs were broken with heavy iron rods taken from the blacksmith, and they were thrown the pit in a mass of helpless bodies piled on top of the bales of straw. Oil and pitch found in the ruins of the blacksmith shop was poured on them and they were set on fire to die in a screaming writhing mass in the flaming pit.

After the fire cooled the remaining 13 captive women were assigned a detail of covering up the charred remains of the freshly executed women in their shallow grave. As they worked we watched them closely and as they worked we studied their form and figures through the disgusting work - planning how they'd follow in torture and death.

When they had finished their gruesome task it was time to finish the task that we'd started - extermination of the rebel village. The 13 women were assembled together and made to stand in a straight line in front of a group of us. We now outnumbered them better than two to one, and were firmly in control of them. We were ready to execute them, and now had them all lined up together in a sobbing terrified group - waiting in terror while we re-thought our next step. With the warm spring sun shining on us and our major battle just ended, we had the luxury of some time on our hands - time we decided to spend amusing ourselves at the expense of our pretty captives. I took command of the group and ordered the remaining 13 young women to strip for us so that we could see what we were going to entertain ourselves with. Guards quickly moved in to surround them and barked orders at each of the women to make them hurry up and get their clothing off. Slowly the women understood our demands and reluctantly obeyed by removing their rough torn clothing. Most halted when they'd removed their outer layer of clothing - their dresses and blouses. When we caught them at this they were quickly made to strip completely for us - usually to the accompaniment of anguished cries. They knew that they'd never get dressed again.

Soon they were all naked in the warm afternoon sun trying to hide their nakedness from us by covering their breasts and cunts and waiting in terror to see what their fate would be. They had little hope, given the cruel execution of the first seven of them, and knew that their fate would probably only be worse as they knew that they were the most attractive of the rebel villagers.

We quickly pulled the naked women into a line where we could inspect them. Moving to each woman, we pulled their hands behind their backs and tied their wrists with rough hemp rope and then as we inspected each of them we yanked their heads back by the hair to push their breasts out in front of them. Their legs were pulled apart to open their cunts up and they were each made to stand up straight with their legs spread for inspection. Our soldiers slowly moved from woman to woman - first tying them up and then groping and fondling their breasts and fingering their cunts and slowly savoring the flesh we were going to enjoy over the next few hours. After looking them over for a while, we talked among ourselves and divided them up into three groups for specific tortures and death.

One group, the four with the hairiest cunts were pulled together. They would be burned at the stake. Another three of the women had large, pendulous breasts - not really saggy, but their breasts were sufficiently large that they drooped somewhat, often forming a firm "goat tit" point at the end. They would be mutilated, beginning with their breasts and then going wherever we felt like going once their breasts were ruined. We would shave each of their cunts to allow us to see their cunts completely as they were tortured. The remaining six of them were generally thinner and taller than the rest-so we decided that they would be shaved of their cunt hair also and slowly impaled.

With the women separated into groups, we left a small number of guards to hold them and quickly went into the ruins of the village to gather materials for our impromptu execution. Beams of fallen barns were found to be used as burning stakes and were dragged to the pillaged town's square along with more straw, tinder, and firewood. Fence posts were found in a mill and, luckily, were already sharpened to a point for cattle fencing - they'd work well for impaling the six thinner women. A charcoal brazier was found in a demolished blacksmith's shop and to our great pleasure the smithy had actually just finished hammering out a set of breast rippers - no doubt intended for use on our women had they won the battle.

As we piled up the various tools of execution in the town square, the girls slowly became aware of what we'd gathered and quickly saw how the scrounged items would be used. The four stakes were quickly placed into holes and wedged firmly upright. Holes were dug for the six impaling stakes and the stakes were placed on the ground by a low stone monument where each of the trim women would be stretched out and impaled. The brazier was filled with wooden shards and lit so that the coals would be ready in an hour when we wanted them. Tinder and wooden boards were gathered from the ruined village and placed near the stakes planted for burning. In less than an hour we'd assembled all the tools for a first class afternoon of executions. We were now ready to begin the rape and final humiliation of the doomed captives.

The girls to be burned were the first to be raped. Their little group of four was dragged over to the center of the town square and then thrown to the floor of the raised stone area. As they lay there stunned at their rough handling, the soldiers who'd patiently watched their arrival were let loose to enjoy them. Eight of our soldiers split up to restrain the women during their rape, with two soldiers per girl. Four lines with seven guards in each quickly lined up at the spread legs and open cunts of the four terrified women. The soldiers took turns holding each woman down as the line moved along - each guard taking about 5 minutes to fuck each woman as hard as they could. When each line waiting to rape the girls for burning was about half finished, the party was made a little bigger. The three to be mutilated were bent backwards over a wooden fence and tied with their cunts wide open and easily raped by the guards taking their turns standing between their spread legs. A few soldiers left the longer lines waiting to rape the stake girls in order to get a quicker turn at the girls slated for mutilation. Other soldiers, still eager and strong after raping one of the four, took positions in the three lines of the girls for breast mutilation or lined up on another girl who was going to be burned.

Now the rape party reached its final strength as the six girls who would be impaled were dragged into the town square for the now wild melee of rape and abuse - with one of them held back from the savage rapefest at my order. Five of them were dragged to a separate part of the square and thrown to the ground where they awaited their rapes. Guards waiting their turn to rape the girls slated for the stake saw the five fresh girls who'd just been dragged in and quickly turned to enjoy their cunts before they were impaled.

The one girl that I'd ordered separated from the group was brought to me. I'd had my eyes on her from the beginning and wanted to enjoy her for a while prior to her execution. She was very attractive - tall and trim, with nice full breasts, stiff nipples, and a small bush covering her nice set of cunt lips. She was perfect for impaling, but before she felt the wood of the stake enter her, she'd feel the thrust of my cock.

Before I started with her I ordered her shaved for me. After my assigned helpers gathered some supplies for the task of executing the women, the startled girl was pushed to the ground in front of me - her legs spread to reveal her large cunt lips and its small bush of blonde hair. Two guards held her arms back while a third sat on her belly facing her cunt. Her cunt was first covered with a light coat of animal fat and then quickly shaved with the third guard's sharp skinning knife. With her now bald cunt ready for rape, the guard wiped off the residual animal fat with some rags left from their clothing that had been strewn around the Village Square.

I had the freshly shaved beauty pulled to her feet in front of me and motioned for the guards to stand back a little. I asked her if she needed to be restrained or if she would submit willingly to me. She was told that if she submitted willingly, I'd see that she was executed with no mutilation - simply impaled. While she was terrified of the impaling, she was more terrified of mutilation and she reluctantly agreed to submit willingly - seeing little alternative given the wild affair going on behind me and the loud screams coming from the women being raped.

I lead her to a fairly quiet spot on the far side of the square - away from the ongoing gang rape - to take my pleasure with her. I told her what I expected from her: a full sucking my cock with my cum held in her mouth until I gave her permission to swallow, and an enthusiastic fuck with nice hip motion as her cunt and asshole were rammed with my cock. She cried a little at the humiliation of her impending rape, but was thankful for not being mutilated and indicated that she understood what she was to do, and was ready for me to start withher.Sheobedientlybeganwithmysucking-slowly licking my cock and balls and then taking me deeply into her mouth. Soon I was ready for my first spurt into her. She took my load in her mouth, and as ordered held it until I allowed her to swallow. After swallowing my jism, she proceeded to offer her cunt and ass to me and moved enthusiastically as she was fucked. She was so good that as I fucked her, I thought about making her my slave to follow me from village to village. I concluded that, however nice she was, that I'd be able to find a new woman nearly every day and would have the variety of tormenting and killing a new one whenever I wanted to, so there was no sense in keeping the same one any further. With this conclusion, I ordered her to stroke my balls and as she did I reached climax quickly and filled her cunt with my sperm. When I finished, I rocked back into a kneeling position and enjoyed the view of her lying out before me - her heaving breasts and her wet cunt dripping with my cum. Now that I was finished, she knew she'd die soon and so she took her time licking my cock and balls clean to prolong her last minutes alive.
 

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gerembeau

Executioner
Meanwhile, as I fucked my selected girl, the three soldiers who had shaved her were sent off to be ready to shave the three girls to be mutilated and the remaining five to be impaled. We'd see some nice bare cunts in pain this afternoon.

While I held to my promise about mutilation, I decided to share her mouth and cunt and returned her to the group of the others to be impaled for further enjoyment by my troops. She was led off to that group and I watched as she was pushed to the ground and her rapes begun by three more soldiers.

The rapes continued for over an hour as the battle weary troops relaxed and enjoyed the smooth tight bodies of these captured rebel women. While the rapes were a fantastic diversion, these were true combat soldiers at heart and their true lust lay in the upcoming executions and the open display of revenge for the harm these rebels had done. During the rapes the women were constantly told of how they'd die. As their cunts were stretched by the men's cocks they were told how the impaling stakes would rip them apart and how their cunts would be burned or mutilated. My men never lost focus on their ultimate goal and enjoyed making toys of the captured rebel women.

When the melee had settled down to only a few men still raping, I ordered the gang rape finished. My soldiers quickly finished with the girl they were working on, and the women were pulled back into their groups and lined up. They huddled into the three sobbing groups - those to be burned, impaled, and mutilated.

The four girls to be burned were taken to their stakes and were tied to the stakes with their hands high over their heads. The three whose breastswould be mutilated were tied
to tall fence posts - their arms pulled sharply back behind them and their breasts thrust out in front of them for mutilation. The six to be impaled were held at the ready - with my favorite girl selected to be the first to be impaled. She was tied face up over a low stone table, with her legs tied apart and her cunt open and ready for impalement. I was glad that she had been shaved and enjoyed the view of her open and dripping cunt lips - a view that would be enjoyed as the wooden shaft entered her cunt and was shoved through her body.

I decided to start the executions off with a mutilation to properly and visibly set the tone for the day's event and to signal to the captive women that there would be no fun today for them. Before beginning, I had the brazier ignited so that it would burn down to a nice bed of coals to heat the rippers in. After that, I looked over the three women tied to the tall fence posts for mutilation. After fondling their breasts and pinching their cunt lips to test for fullness I selected one of the younger women - one about 25 years old - with large hanging breasts. She'd had some children and her breasts sagged a little from the swelling during pregnancy and from feeding them. Still they were very attractive with a nice pointed shape with large nipples on the ends of them. The ends still pointed up and out nicely.

She cried when she was pointed out and the group moved over to surround her tied to her fence post. She'd obviously been an attractive rape target as many of the soldiers murmured in agreement and noted how they'd enjoyed her cunt earlier. The cum dripping from her cunt and down her inner thighs gave away that fact that she'd had more than the usual attention.

With a little wait for the fire to burn down to coals, we tested the rippers for fit on the terrified girl's tits. The ripper was brought over to the girl's dangling teats. While her heavy sagging breast could easily be inserted into the ripper when the ripper was cold, we wanted it red hot to burn her flesh as it tore it - and we didn't want to get burned in the process. We came to a clever idea. I had a thin rope tied to a hook with about a 4- inch curve to it. With the hook secure on the line, the hook was jabbed through the screaming girl's breast and the line pulled tight to pull her breast out taut from her body. With the tit pulled out, the ripper could easily be threaded around her tit flesh - hot or cold. Good news for us, but horrifying for the girl whose tits were now threaded with hooks and line awaiting mutilation. The others for mutilation look on in terror as the first girl's tits had the hooks set in them in preparation for breast ripper torture.

After testing the cold rippers on the poor girl's tits and then placing them in the coals, I played with the trembling girl's wet cunt with one of the fire irons. The hooked end was held in the coals for a few minutes and then slowly pressed into her wet cunt and rubbed around inside it, causing big drops of sperm to sizzle inside her and drip out on the floor under her. She screamed and then moaned in pain as her raped cunt was probed with the hot tool. After 10 minutes or so of playing with her cunt, the fire had heated the rippers to a near red-hot level. To get them fully ready, a bellows was used to quickly bring the heat up on the fire and soon the rippers began to glow in the heat. Soon they glowed with a reddish orange color and were ready for the girl'storment.

I walked over to the terrified, crying girl and ordered her right tit to be pulled out tight. When the tit was in position, the ripper was carefully positioned and the thin line pulled through it with the tit just inches away from the glowing iron. Slowly the ripper was moved closer to her and around the tit - touching the flesh in many places and starting to smoke and sizzle as the larger end of her tit near her chest was engulfed. She screamed at the burning pain as the ripper now pressed against her tit on all sides and thrashed around in her bondage to try to escape the searing pain. When the ripper was pressed all the way to her chest and her flesh began to smoke and sizzle, the ripper was slowly turned clockwise and the sharp ends of each of the ripper's points began to dig into her breast. As the ripper turned the points dug deeper and with its glowing heat began to tear at her breast ripping and burning its way into her tender breast. The red-hot ripper now was pressing against the fat inside her tit and was beginning to bubble and sizzle as it ripped and tore her tit open. As the ripper reached the halfway point, her tit was now torn badly and blood and burbling fat began to flow over the red-hot iron and thicken as it steamed. Slowly the ripper continued to turn and as it neared a full turn her tit was ripped almost completely free hanging from a thin tread of flesh. With a sharp pull the smoking tit was torn free and with a shake of the still-red ripper dropped onto the dirt with a soft "plop" where it lay smoking and bubbling. Another guard took a heated iron and rolled it over the girl's jagged bleeding flesh where the breast had been. While the girl screamed and tugged at the ropes that bound her, the wound was cauterized and the bleeding bubbled to a stop.

A soldier with a gloved hand picked up the burned severed tit and backed the hook out of it to make it available for use on the next tit. After the hook was pulled free from the bloody, charred tit the mutilated breast was tossed into a small basket - one that would eventually hold all six tits ripped from the women.

We decided to take one breast per woman first thus letting them all experience the horror of tit ripping with one tit before we completely debreasted them. We turned to the next girl and repeated the same process. She was smaller than the first girl, but had relatively large breasts - firm ones that really stood out in front of her on their own. They'd be delicious to burn and tear off. To start the second girl's mutilation a soldier first grabbed her right tit and threaded the hook through it in a similar fashion to the first one. She screamed terribly as the hook ripped through her breast of course, but the terror of anticipation was greatly diminished, as she knew what was to happen step by step now. The breast ripper was given a few minutes to reheat to a red glow while her tit was pulled out tight in front of her. The ripper was then pulled from the coals and applied to her tightly stretched titflesh. She screamed as the red-hot iron hit her breast and continued screaming as the ripper was slowly turned and dug into her flesh and began to burn her tit off. After the tit was nearly burned free, the soldier gave a sharp final twist and pull and the tit was removed quickly as she screamed her throat raw during the slow painful mutilation. Similarly, the 3rd woman - the girl with the largest breasts - had her right breast pulled tight in front of her and slowly mutilated to the crowd's continuing amusement at her screams of agony. Her tits were so large that the ripper only pulled off part of her tit and the soldier performing the ripping used a knife to carve away the remainder of her tit after the huge nippled end had been torn off with the glowing ripper. The girl screamed continuously through the carving of her tit. The basket now held three smoking blistered bloody breasts. The horrible screams settled down and the three girls continued to sob quietly and slumped in their bondage in a brief respite before the next round of mutilation. Blood had flowed freely down their chests and their bodies were streaked with blood, and molten fat. Cum and urine dripped down the inside of their thighs as they'd all lost control when the red-hot iron ripper hit their flesh and began to tear into it.

To keep the variety of the entertainment up before the next round of breast ripping, I ordered a change in the entertainment and told the soldiers to make ready to have one girl burned and one girl impaled before the debreasting continued to take the three remaining tits. On hearing my command, the soldiers quickly agreed on which of the girls they wanted to burn her screaming in terror to the center of the square. My "special" girl had already been tied to the impaling table and was awaiting her grim fate there.

The girl to be burned was a tall, large breasted blonde. She'd been selected for her beauty - factors in that consideration included the fact that she had a full bush of darkish blonde pubic hair and large but nicely firm tits. An additional element of appeal was that she was in complete terror of what was going to happen to her and screamed and
struggled hard to escape the stake. We'd enjoy her thrashing and screaming as she was being roasted in a few minutes.

The girl to be impaled - my earlier special selection - was all ready for her execution - bound to the sacrificial stone and with her shaved cunt ready for penetration with the impaling pole. I went over to her - looked into her wide-open terrified eyes and told her that she'd soon get a taste of our revenge worse than the hour of rape that had justhappened.

As a bit of foreplay I grabbed her left breast and took out my knife and with two firm slashes cut her tit into quarters. She jerked in agony and screamed as the knife slashed through her tender titflesh and looked down in horror as her once beautiful breast now lay in pieces in running blood on her chest. While she gathered her senses and realized what had been done to her, I reached down and slid my entire hand into her freshly raped cunt and jabbed a fingernail into the back wall of her vagina and pulled hard causing a small but intensely painful internal tear.

She screamed that I'd promised not to mutilate her if she was eager and cooperative during her rape. I told her that she was a rebel captive and we'd do whatever we wanted to. Right now, that mean cutting her up a little - oh and sorry, but she'd have to wait a few minutes in agony for that, because we had a pretty girl to burn first.
 

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Baron Von Sade

Magistrate
Meanwhile, as I fucked my selected girl, the three soldiers who had shaved her were sent off to be ready to shave the three girls to be mutilated and the remaining five to be impaled. We'd see some nice bare cunts in pain this afternoon.

While I held to my promise about mutilation, I decided to share her mouth and cunt and returned her to the group of the others to be impaled for further enjoyment by my troops. She was led off to that group and I watched as she was pushed to the ground and her rapes begun by three more soldiers.

The rapes continued for over an hour as the battle weary troops relaxed and enjoyed the smooth tight bodies of these captured rebel women. While the rapes were a fantastic diversion, these were true combat soldiers at heart and their true lust lay in the upcoming executions and the open display of revenge for the harm these rebels had done. During the rapes the women were constantly told of how they'd die. As their cunts were stretched by the men's cocks they were told how the impaling stakes would rip them apart and how their cunts would be burned or mutilated. My men never lost focus on their ultimate goal and enjoyed making toys of the captured rebel women.

When the melee had settled down to only a few men still raping, I ordered the gang rape finished. My soldiers quickly finished with the girl they were working on, and the women were pulled back into their groups and lined up. They huddled into the three sobbing groups - those to be burned, impaled, and mutilated.

The four girls to be burned were taken to their stakes and were tied to the stakes with their hands high over their heads. The three whose breastswould be mutilated were tied
to tall fence posts - their arms pulled sharply back behind them and their breasts thrust out in front of them for mutilation. The six to be impaled were held at the ready - with my favorite girl selected to be the first to be impaled. She was tied face up over a low stone table, with her legs tied apart and her cunt open and ready for impalement. I was glad that she had been shaved and enjoyed the view of her open and dripping cunt lips - a view that would be enjoyed as the wooden shaft entered her cunt and was shoved through her body.

I decided to start the executions off with a mutilation to properly and visibly set the tone for the day's event and to signal to the captive women that there would be no fun today for them. Before beginning, I had the brazier ignited so that it would burn down to a nice bed of coals to heat the rippers in. After that, I looked over the three women tied to the tall fence posts for mutilation. After fondling their breasts and pinching their cunt lips to test for fullness I selected one of the younger women - one about 25 years old - with large hanging breasts. She'd had some children and her breasts sagged a little from the swelling during pregnancy and from feeding them. Still they were very attractive with a nice pointed shape with large nipples on the ends of them. The ends still pointed up and out nicely.

She cried when she was pointed out and the group moved over to surround her tied to her fence post. She'd obviously been an attractive rape target as many of the soldiers murmured in agreement and noted how they'd enjoyed her cunt earlier. The cum dripping from her cunt and down her inner thighs gave away that fact that she'd had more than the usual attention.

With a little wait for the fire to burn down to coals, we tested the rippers for fit on the terrified girl's tits. The ripper was brought over to the girl's dangling teats. While her heavy sagging breast could easily be inserted into the ripper when the ripper was cold, we wanted it red hot to burn her flesh as it tore it - and we didn't want to get burned in the process. We came to a clever idea. I had a thin rope tied to a hook with about a 4- inch curve to it. With the hook secure on the line, the hook was jabbed through the screaming girl's breast and the line pulled tight to pull her breast out taut from her body. With the tit pulled out, the ripper could easily be threaded around her tit flesh - hot or cold. Good news for us, but horrifying for the girl whose tits were now threaded with hooks and line awaiting mutilation. The others for mutilation look on in terror as the first girl's tits had the hooks set in them in preparation for breast ripper torture.

After testing the cold rippers on the poor girl's tits and then placing them in the coals, I played with the trembling girl's wet cunt with one of the fire irons. The hooked end was held in the coals for a few minutes and then slowly pressed into her wet cunt and rubbed around inside it, causing big drops of sperm to sizzle inside her and drip out on the floor under her. She screamed and then moaned in pain as her raped cunt was probed with the hot tool. After 10 minutes or so of playing with her cunt, the fire had heated the rippers to a near red-hot level. To get them fully ready, a bellows was used to quickly bring the heat up on the fire and soon the rippers began to glow in the heat. Soon they glowed with a reddish orange color and were ready for the girl'storment.

I walked over to the terrified, crying girl and ordered her right tit to be pulled out tight. When the tit was in position, the ripper was carefully positioned and the thin line pulled through it with the tit just inches away from the glowing iron. Slowly the ripper was moved closer to her and around the tit - touching the flesh in many places and starting to smoke and sizzle as the larger end of her tit near her chest was engulfed. She screamed at the burning pain as the ripper now pressed against her tit on all sides and thrashed around in her bondage to try to escape the searing pain. When the ripper was pressed all the way to her chest and her flesh began to smoke and sizzle, the ripper was slowly turned clockwise and the sharp ends of each of the ripper's points began to dig into her breast. As the ripper turned the points dug deeper and with its glowing heat began to tear at her breast ripping and burning its way into her tender breast. The red-hot ripper now was pressing against the fat inside her tit and was beginning to bubble and sizzle as it ripped and tore her tit open. As the ripper reached the halfway point, her tit was now torn badly and blood and burbling fat began to flow over the red-hot iron and thicken as it steamed. Slowly the ripper continued to turn and as it neared a full turn her tit was ripped almost completely free hanging from a thin tread of flesh. With a sharp pull the smoking tit was torn free and with a shake of the still-red ripper dropped onto the dirt with a soft "plop" where it lay smoking and bubbling. Another guard took a heated iron and rolled it over the girl's jagged bleeding flesh where the breast had been. While the girl screamed and tugged at the ropes that bound her, the wound was cauterized and the bleeding bubbled to a stop.

A soldier with a gloved hand picked up the burned severed tit and backed the hook out of it to make it available for use on the next tit. After the hook was pulled free from the bloody, charred tit the mutilated breast was tossed into a small basket - one that would eventually hold all six tits ripped from the women.

We decided to take one breast per woman first thus letting them all experience the horror of tit ripping with one tit before we completely debreasted them. We turned to the next girl and repeated the same process. She was smaller than the first girl, but had relatively large breasts - firm ones that really stood out in front of her on their own. They'd be delicious to burn and tear off. To start the second girl's mutilation a soldier first grabbed her right tit and threaded the hook through it in a similar fashion to the first one. She screamed terribly as the hook ripped through her breast of course, but the terror of anticipation was greatly diminished, as she knew what was to happen step by step now. The breast ripper was given a few minutes to reheat to a red glow while her tit was pulled out tight in front of her. The ripper was then pulled from the coals and applied to her tightly stretched titflesh. She screamed as the red-hot iron hit her breast and continued screaming as the ripper was slowly turned and dug into her flesh and began to burn her tit off. After the tit was nearly burned free, the soldier gave a sharp final twist and pull and the tit was removed quickly as she screamed her throat raw during the slow painful mutilation. Similarly, the 3rd woman - the girl with the largest breasts - had her right breast pulled tight in front of her and slowly mutilated to the crowd's continuing amusement at her screams of agony. Her tits were so large that the ripper only pulled off part of her tit and the soldier performing the ripping used a knife to carve away the remainder of her tit after the huge nippled end had been torn off with the glowing ripper. The girl screamed continuously through the carving of her tit. The basket now held three smoking blistered bloody breasts. The horrible screams settled down and the three girls continued to sob quietly and slumped in their bondage in a brief respite before the next round of mutilation. Blood had flowed freely down their chests and their bodies were streaked with blood, and molten fat. Cum and urine dripped down the inside of their thighs as they'd all lost control when the red-hot iron ripper hit their flesh and began to tear into it.

To keep the variety of the entertainment up before the next round of breast ripping, I ordered a change in the entertainment and told the soldiers to make ready to have one girl burned and one girl impaled before the debreasting continued to take the three remaining tits. On hearing my command, the soldiers quickly agreed on which of the girls they wanted to burn her screaming in terror to the center of the square. My "special" girl had already been tied to the impaling table and was awaiting her grim fate there.

The girl to be burned was a tall, large breasted blonde. She'd been selected for her beauty - factors in that consideration included the fact that she had a full bush of darkish blonde pubic hair and large but nicely firm tits. An additional element of appeal was that she was in complete terror of what was going to happen to her and screamed and
struggled hard to escape the stake. We'd enjoy her thrashing and screaming as she was being roasted in a few minutes.

The girl to be impaled - my earlier special selection - was all ready for her execution - bound to the sacrificial stone and with her shaved cunt ready for penetration with the impaling pole. I went over to her - looked into her wide-open terrified eyes and told her that she'd soon get a taste of our revenge worse than the hour of rape that had justhappened.

As a bit of foreplay I grabbed her left breast and took out my knife and with two firm slashes cut her tit into quarters. She jerked in agony and screamed as the knife slashed through her tender titflesh and looked down in horror as her once beautiful breast now lay in pieces in running blood on her chest. While she gathered her senses and realized what had been done to her, I reached down and slid my entire hand into her freshly raped cunt and jabbed a fingernail into the back wall of her vagina and pulled hard causing a small but intensely painful internal tear.

She screamed that I'd promised not to mutilate her if she was eager and cooperative during her rape. I told her that she was a rebel captive and we'd do whatever we wanted to. Right now, that mean cutting her up a little - oh and sorry, but she'd have to wait a few minutes in agony for that, because we had a pretty girl to burn first.
This is interesting, we've never seen you reverse a promise on a private girl before.
Good to keep them guessing!
 

Heineudo

Executioner
Meanwhile, as I fucked my selected girl, the three soldiers who had shaved her were sent off to be ready to shave the three girls to be mutilated and the remaining five to be impaled. We'd see some nice bare cunts in pain this afternoon.

While I held to my promise about mutilation, I decided to share her mouth and cunt and returned her to the group of the others to be impaled for further enjoyment by my troops. She was led off to that group and I watched as she was pushed to the ground and her rapes begun by three more soldiers.

The rapes continued for over an hour as the battle weary troops relaxed and enjoyed the smooth tight bodies of these captured rebel women. While the rapes were a fantastic diversion, these were true combat soldiers at heart and their true lust lay in the upcoming executions and the open display of revenge for the harm these rebels had done. During the rapes the women were constantly told of how they'd die. As their cunts were stretched by the men's cocks they were told how the impaling stakes would rip them apart and how their cunts would be burned or mutilated. My men never lost focus on their ultimate goal and enjoyed making toys of the captured rebel women.

When the melee had settled down to only a few men still raping, I ordered the gang rape finished. My soldiers quickly finished with the girl they were working on, and the women were pulled back into their groups and lined up. They huddled into the three sobbing groups - those to be burned, impaled, and mutilated.

The four girls to be burned were taken to their stakes and were tied to the stakes with their hands high over their heads. The three whose breastswould be mutilated were tied
to tall fence posts - their arms pulled sharply back behind them and their breasts thrust out in front of them for mutilation. The six to be impaled were held at the ready - with my favorite girl selected to be the first to be impaled. She was tied face up over a low stone table, with her legs tied apart and her cunt open and ready for impalement. I was glad that she had been shaved and enjoyed the view of her open and dripping cunt lips - a view that would be enjoyed as the wooden shaft entered her cunt and was shoved through her body.

I decided to start the executions off with a mutilation to properly and visibly set the tone for the day's event and to signal to the captive women that there would be no fun today for them. Before beginning, I had the brazier ignited so that it would burn down to a nice bed of coals to heat the rippers in. After that, I looked over the three women tied to the tall fence posts for mutilation. After fondling their breasts and pinching their cunt lips to test for fullness I selected one of the younger women - one about 25 years old - with large hanging breasts. She'd had some children and her breasts sagged a little from the swelling during pregnancy and from feeding them. Still they were very attractive with a nice pointed shape with large nipples on the ends of them. The ends still pointed up and out nicely.

She cried when she was pointed out and the group moved over to surround her tied to her fence post. She'd obviously been an attractive rape target as many of the soldiers murmured in agreement and noted how they'd enjoyed her cunt earlier. The cum dripping from her cunt and down her inner thighs gave away that fact that she'd had more than the usual attention.

With a little wait for the fire to burn down to coals, we tested the rippers for fit on the terrified girl's tits. The ripper was brought over to the girl's dangling teats. While her heavy sagging breast could easily be inserted into the ripper when the ripper was cold, we wanted it red hot to burn her flesh as it tore it - and we didn't want to get burned in the process. We came to a clever idea. I had a thin rope tied to a hook with about a 4- inch curve to it. With the hook secure on the line, the hook was jabbed through the screaming girl's breast and the line pulled tight to pull her breast out taut from her body. With the tit pulled out, the ripper could easily be threaded around her tit flesh - hot or cold. Good news for us, but horrifying for the girl whose tits were now threaded with hooks and line awaiting mutilation. The others for mutilation look on in terror as the first girl's tits had the hooks set in them in preparation for breast ripper torture.

After testing the cold rippers on the poor girl's tits and then placing them in the coals, I played with the trembling girl's wet cunt with one of the fire irons. The hooked end was held in the coals for a few minutes and then slowly pressed into her wet cunt and rubbed around inside it, causing big drops of sperm to sizzle inside her and drip out on the floor under her. She screamed and then moaned in pain as her raped cunt was probed with the hot tool. After 10 minutes or so of playing with her cunt, the fire had heated the rippers to a near red-hot level. To get them fully ready, a bellows was used to quickly bring the heat up on the fire and soon the rippers began to glow in the heat. Soon they glowed with a reddish orange color and were ready for the girl'storment.

I walked over to the terrified, crying girl and ordered her right tit to be pulled out tight. When the tit was in position, the ripper was carefully positioned and the thin line pulled through it with the tit just inches away from the glowing iron. Slowly the ripper was moved closer to her and around the tit - touching the flesh in many places and starting to smoke and sizzle as the larger end of her tit near her chest was engulfed. She screamed at the burning pain as the ripper now pressed against her tit on all sides and thrashed around in her bondage to try to escape the searing pain. When the ripper was pressed all the way to her chest and her flesh began to smoke and sizzle, the ripper was slowly turned clockwise and the sharp ends of each of the ripper's points began to dig into her breast. As the ripper turned the points dug deeper and with its glowing heat began to tear at her breast ripping and burning its way into her tender breast. The red-hot ripper now was pressing against the fat inside her tit and was beginning to bubble and sizzle as it ripped and tore her tit open. As the ripper reached the halfway point, her tit was now torn badly and blood and burbling fat began to flow over the red-hot iron and thicken as it steamed. Slowly the ripper continued to turn and as it neared a full turn her tit was ripped almost completely free hanging from a thin tread of flesh. With a sharp pull the smoking tit was torn free and with a shake of the still-red ripper dropped onto the dirt with a soft "plop" where it lay smoking and bubbling. Another guard took a heated iron and rolled it over the girl's jagged bleeding flesh where the breast had been. While the girl screamed and tugged at the ropes that bound her, the wound was cauterized and the bleeding bubbled to a stop.

A soldier with a gloved hand picked up the burned severed tit and backed the hook out of it to make it available for use on the next tit. After the hook was pulled free from the bloody, charred tit the mutilated breast was tossed into a small basket - one that would eventually hold all six tits ripped from the women.

We decided to take one breast per woman first thus letting them all experience the horror of tit ripping with one tit before we completely debreasted them. We turned to the next girl and repeated the same process. She was smaller than the first girl, but had relatively large breasts - firm ones that really stood out in front of her on their own. They'd be delicious to burn and tear off. To start the second girl's mutilation a soldier first grabbed her right tit and threaded the hook through it in a similar fashion to the first one. She screamed terribly as the hook ripped through her breast of course, but the terror of anticipation was greatly diminished, as she knew what was to happen step by step now. The breast ripper was given a few minutes to reheat to a red glow while her tit was pulled out tight in front of her. The ripper was then pulled from the coals and applied to her tightly stretched titflesh. She screamed as the red-hot iron hit her breast and continued screaming as the ripper was slowly turned and dug into her flesh and began to burn her tit off. After the tit was nearly burned free, the soldier gave a sharp final twist and pull and the tit was removed quickly as she screamed her throat raw during the slow painful mutilation. Similarly, the 3rd woman - the girl with the largest breasts - had her right breast pulled tight in front of her and slowly mutilated to the crowd's continuing amusement at her screams of agony. Her tits were so large that the ripper only pulled off part of her tit and the soldier performing the ripping used a knife to carve away the remainder of her tit after the huge nippled end had been torn off with the glowing ripper. The girl screamed continuously through the carving of her tit. The basket now held three smoking blistered bloody breasts. The horrible screams settled down and the three girls continued to sob quietly and slumped in their bondage in a brief respite before the next round of mutilation. Blood had flowed freely down their chests and their bodies were streaked with blood, and molten fat. Cum and urine dripped down the inside of their thighs as they'd all lost control when the red-hot iron ripper hit their flesh and began to tear into it.

To keep the variety of the entertainment up before the next round of breast ripping, I ordered a change in the entertainment and told the soldiers to make ready to have one girl burned and one girl impaled before the debreasting continued to take the three remaining tits. On hearing my command, the soldiers quickly agreed on which of the girls they wanted to burn her screaming in terror to the center of the square. My "special" girl had already been tied to the impaling table and was awaiting her grim fate there.

The girl to be burned was a tall, large breasted blonde. She'd been selected for her beauty - factors in that consideration included the fact that she had a full bush of darkish blonde pubic hair and large but nicely firm tits. An additional element of appeal was that she was in complete terror of what was going to happen to her and screamed and
struggled hard to escape the stake. We'd enjoy her thrashing and screaming as she was being roasted in a few minutes.

The girl to be impaled - my earlier special selection - was all ready for her execution - bound to the sacrificial stone and with her shaved cunt ready for penetration with the impaling pole. I went over to her - looked into her wide-open terrified eyes and told her that she'd soon get a taste of our revenge worse than the hour of rape that had justhappened.

As a bit of foreplay I grabbed her left breast and took out my knife and with two firm slashes cut her tit into quarters. She jerked in agony and screamed as the knife slashed through her tender titflesh and looked down in horror as her once beautiful breast now lay in pieces in running blood on her chest. While she gathered her senses and realized what had been done to her, I reached down and slid my entire hand into her freshly raped cunt and jabbed a fingernail into the back wall of her vagina and pulled hard causing a small but intensely painful internal tear.

She screamed that I'd promised not to mutilate her if she was eager and cooperative during her rape. I told her that she was a rebel captive and we'd do whatever we wanted to. Right now, that mean cutting her up a little - oh and sorry, but she'd have to wait a few minutes in agony for that, because we had a pretty girl to burn first.
I am already waiting for the continuation...
 

gerembeau

Executioner
  1. Two for theTorch




I woke up early on Friday morning in our secluded walled compound... This would be another day of continuing our purge of our enemy and our revenge on them through torture and execution of their women that we captured and brought to our village. With a continuing supply, we had regular events planned. This would be a busy day.

We had two executions planned for a special ceremony at high noon, and I planned to spend some "quality time" with each of the two young girls scheduled for today'sevent.

Cindy, a prisoner I'd had before, had been selected to spend last night with me and was busy licking my balls. She'd been good last night, and I'd fucked her three times before I fell asleep curled up with her with my cock still in her. She knew that "being good" would defer her eventual torture and death, and she'd do anything to put off that painful time. Even at the age of 19, this little blonde understood how to get what she wanted. I reached down to her, lying along side of me, and played with her cunt for a few minutes. Aroused now, I took my always present tube of KY Jelly and massaged it into her cunt and asshole. Her well shaved cunt was slick from my cum, but her ass was a little dry, and I wanted to finish up in there.

I flipped over on top of her, and plunged into her slick cunt, ramming home a few times while I continued to finger her ass. I lifted her legs up high around me and let some of the juices run down over her asshole. With her asshole nice and loose now, I pulled out of her cunt, and accompanied by a little yelp of pain from her, slid past her asshole and deep into her. I could feel her wet cunt up against my lower belly as I went deep in her. In anticipation of a busy day, I came pretty quickly, filling her ass with hot jism, and pulled out to let the last spurts dribble over her cunt as my cock lay pulsing in her slick cunt lips.

After a few minutes of rest, I flopped over on my back and the little blonde rolled over and carefully sucked mycock and balls clean. Then she hopped up to take a quick shower. I buzzed for a guard and after a quick kiss, a tug on my cock and a promise of more time with me in the near future, she was returned to her cell dressed in her short, revealing prison mini skirt.

When I finished my shower I had a quick coffee and asked for today's two girls to be brought in to me. They'd been kept waiting anxiously in a holding area near my quarters, and were quickly led into my living room as I sat at a table and watched them being pulled along. I dismissed the guards and turned to look over the two girls. Neither of them was yet aware that they would be executed today, much less the horrible way in which they were to die. The next few minutes would be shocking to them. They were used to discipline in our captive prison, and when told to do anything - anything at all - they had learned to do it immediately. This was going to be a big surprise though. They probably thought they were being selected for some weekend party or something.

The two were nervously avoiding eye contact. Both dressed in prison shifts, the taller blonde's hairless cunt was visible below her skirt while the shorter, larger breasted brunette was more covered, but her large firm pointed breasts pushed the top of her shift out. I told them to face me and put their arms down at their sides and to stop trying to hide their tits and cunts. After I looked them over a little they were then told to strip. Looking somewhat incredulously at each other, and then at me, they decided that obedience was important, and slowly unbuttoned the fronts of their shifts and let them slide off to the ground. Both girls were very pretty and very fuckable.

I told them to walk over to me and stand by the table where I was sitting. They shuffled over and as they stood there, I slowly examined their tits, cupping them in my hand, and then slid my fingers through their cunts, testing them for wetness and the size of their cunts. I then broke the news of their impending executions to them, and explained that their day had come and that they'd both be dead by this afternoon. As they gasped and choked back some tears, I explained how the day would go, as they cried a little.

I asked for their names, so that our conversation could be a little more personal. Sheri was the blonde, and Pam was the brunette. I told them that they'd both spend the next hour of so pleasing me. They'd be treated nicely, but they'd be fucked several times, and every hole of theirs explored thoroughly. Then around noon, they'd be taken to the "theater" where they'd be stripped naked again in front of a crowd of our enthusiastic citizens, raped in public and then slowly and painfully tortured - whipped, branded, burned, and mutilated. Their finale would come at the stake where one at a timethey'd be burned to death and then their bodies consumed by the fires.

If they were good during the day, I'd ease their tortures by and give them some injections to numb their cunts and tits. If they failed to be eagerly cooperative, they'd feel the full pain of the branding irons and the flames.

Tearfully, they shook their heads in consent, and agreed to be fantastic fuck bunnies over the next few hours and to do anything I asked them to do.

I told them we'd start by seeing how well they sucked my cock and how well they let my cum coat their lips and faces. Explaining the "rules" I told them that no cum would be spilled... if they caught it in their mouths, they'd hold it and display it in their open mouths before swallowing it all. If it went all over their faces, it could drip down onto their tits, but if it started to fall off, the other one should catch it and lick it up.

Sheri, the blonde would be first. She was told to kneel in front of me to service my cock, and Pam was told to lie back on my desk where I could play with her while I was being sucked.

Sheri was now right in front of me as I sat on the edge of the desk in the room. Pam had slowly gotten into position, lying flat on her back with her knees up and her feet flat on the edge of the desk. Spreading her knees, her cunt opened up by me, and I used my fingers of both hands to spread her cunt lips and to begin to explore her. Sheri now was stroking my balls and had slowly slid my cock into her mouth and was running her tongue around my shaft as she moved her head back and forth on me. I'd now run two fingers into Pam and was stroking her G-spot and clit, and was using the other hand to play with one of her nipples. Sheri had me very hard and wet now. I told her to wait a minute, as I wanted to fuck Pam for a few minutes. I turned around and rammed my wet slippery cock into Pam's cunt and fucked her for a few minutes while Sheri waited at my feet for my cock to return to her for her cum bath. Now very hard and ready to pop, I turned back and let Sheri take me in her mouth again. With a few deep strokes, I blew a big load in her mouth, and as she choked a little, pulled out and blew a second spurt into her face, hitting her eyes, nose, lips and her hair.

Still hard, and now slick with cum, I turned around to Pam pointed to her mouth, and rammed my cock into her face. Blowing a third juicy load, I filled Pam's mouth and pulled out spurting it on her face too. Pam was told to lick me clean while Sheri was told to get up so I could look at her. Big spurts of cum were on her face as she stood looking at me. I took a few fingers full of it and rubbed it into her left tit, softly circling it around her nipple. I then reached down to check out Sheri's cunt, sliding my slick fingers into her juicy slit. She'd been turned on a little by the excitement of the last few minutes.

I asked her if she'd be as excited tonight when she was led out and stripped naked in front of the crowd for her rapes and torture. While her little cunt was there for me to use now, it would be put on display for the use of 50 or more men tonight. After an hour or more of constant fucking, her stretched out cunt would be red and dripping with the men's cum. Then the red-hot irons would bubble and sizzle in their jism as her cunt was tortured to the cheers of the crowd. Last, she'd be dragged to her feet and chained to the stake for the finale.

I wanted to use Sheri's cunt for a while to get a feel for it, and told her that I'd be fucking her in a few minutes. I let Pam continue to lick my cock until I got hard again, and then led Sheri over to the small bed in the room. It was a single bed... sufficient size for these sessions because the girls were generally fucked hard and that didn't take much space. Only a plain white sheet was on the hard mattress.

Sheri sat down, and leaned back on her elbows, giving me the first good look at her slit. As I could tell from probing her, she had nice large cunt lips, and a very carefully shaved pussy, which displayed her cunt lips well. They stood out alone as I'd noticed under her skirt when she was led into the room for me. I told her that she'd burn nicely, and that the crowd would go crazy when we rubbed jellied barbecue lighter fluid into her pussy when she was tied to the stake for burning. We always burned the cunts of the girls first, before we burned them at the stake. They squirmed and screamed in agony as the torch was placed under their oiled cunts. The fire started slowly, but soon reached a nice height, charring their cunt lips and bellies as their dangling cunt lips slowly burned - much like a candle - with the lighter fluid rubbed into theirs kin.

Sobbing a little now, Sheri lay back flat on the mattress to take my cock into her. I rubbed the head through her lips first, and then with a push, drove into her waiting cunt. She groaned a little as I drove deeply into her, but lifted her hips nicely to meet me and started fucking in rhythm to my driving into her. I again told her this would feel a whole lot nicer than one of the heated rods would tonight, so she'd better enjoy it, rather than crying now.

After about 10 minutes of fucking, Sheri's asshole was nice and wet from her pussy juices flowing over it. I pulled her legs up over my shoulders, bringing her ass up as I did it. I worked it with my fingers for a few minutes, then quickly pulled out and plunged past her tight sphincter into her ass. She yelped in pain, but calmed down after I got past her opening. She took my cock nicely, and again began to move against my cock to enhance my sensations as I ass fucked her.

After a few minutes of her ass, I pulled out and jammed back into her cunt, wanted to cum in her pussy, not her ass. We were both working together well now as I drilled to completion, with her taking a nice load deep into her cunt when I came in her. As Sheri's arms flopped to her sides and I rolled over, I looked over to Pam and noted that we hadn't fucked her ass yet. I told her that it would be a few minutes, but that drilling her little butt would be the next event and that she should be getting ready for it. Sheri would take the next few minutes to lick me into readiness.

Sheri's nice sucking brought me around pretty quickly, and with a look of apprehension on her face, Pam lay back into position. I transferred my cock to Pam's mouth for a bit, and then slipped into her cunt to build up some momentum. As with Sheri, her cunt drippings soon coated her asshole, and as I fingered her open, she was ready to be fucked in the ass. Slipping out of her cunt, I quickly pushed past her sphincter and into her tight little ass and began driving hard in and out of her ass. Pam yelled in pain as I continued to pound her ass, and reached out for her tits. With one hand on her hip and the other on her left tit, I hammered away until I was ready to come. Since I hadn't come in Pam's cunt yet, I slipped out of her ass and back into her cunt, and with a few very hard strokes, came deeply in her cunt. While it wasn't totally sanitary, it really didn't matter, as she'd be burned to ashes in a few hours.

After I'd finished round one with the two girls - doing each of their mouths, cunts, and asses, I wanted to talk about the rest of the morning. We had about two hours before they'd be led out to the crowd. I wanted them bathed and made up for that, and then because they were good, I would take 15 minutes or so to give them some injections to numb some of the pain. The shots would go into their tits and cunts, so they should stay naked after their showers and hair setting. They could relax for a while after their showers, and try to put the evening to come out of their minds. It would be a night of pain and terror, but it would end.

I had to excuse myself for about an hour, but would be back. We'd just captured a very cute 18 year-old blonde girl and I was interviewing her to see how to best use her. I'd have to fuck her and test her oral skills as we were thinking about making some motivational videos for our troops featuring her being hunted down, captured, raped and executed. Sort of the typical "I will let my troops have their way with you before you are executed" theme. We had several different scenarios - one jungle scene, another where she tried to swim away from one of our boats, and another urban battlefield scene in some ruins. Each chase and rape scene would be realistic and set in a different setting.We'd use a common execution scene at the end, probably a burning. No retakes on this one, so it had to be right.
 

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gerembeau

Executioner
When I returned I was a little tired. The 18 year-old was stunning, and had to be fucked several times. Sheri and Pam were showered and their hair nicely made up. They were naked as ordered on the bed, Pam sitting up and Sheri lying back and relaxed.

I took a few syringes out of the medicine cabinet and came over to where they were on the bed. "Cookout time girls", I joked, and they had a look or stark terror come over them. I told them to relax, that the treatment worked better if they were loose.

I decided to do Pam's tits first, as she was sitting up. I stripped down and sat on the bed, and made her come over and sit on my lap, straddling me with her tits pointed into my face. Pam's pussy rubbed against my cock, and as it rose, I lifted her up a little and let my cock slide into her while I was working on her tits. Taking each tit, I carefully started at the nipple, and made several injections in each of them until I had covered her each breast. I tested the sensitivity with a pin, and Pam and I were both satisfied that she was pretty numb.

Sheri's cunt was next. I told her to spread her legs and I turned and grabbed her cunt lips and pulled them apart, revealing her large, sensitive clit. Her clit was injected first, and then the inside and outside of each cunt lip. Sheri jerked a little at the needle, and I asked her if she'd rather have the heated rod on her clit with no sedative. Her big clit would be burned into a red stub and would hurt incredibly after a few applications of the red-hot rod. I then had Sheri sit up as Pam did and I did her tits. Then I did Pam's cunt. I tested both cunts by sliding into them for a few strokes. While they got wet for me and opened nicely, they couldn't really feel any pain as I plunged past their cunt lips. After I shot a quick load into Sheri's slick cunt, they were ready to go.

Pam and Sheri were told to get back into their execution gowns, really skimpy shifts that added only a bit of suspense to the event as they were led out in front of the crowd. They were of thin cloth, so they flowed with the girl's bodylines, and short, so that most of the girl's ass, and often her cunt, was plainly visible. They had no shoes, as the stone path was smooth leading to the amphitheater, and their bare feet accented their youth and beauty and gave them a little more of a sense of vulnerability.

Both jumped to the task, still nervous about being naked in front of me - their executioner. They arranged each other's hair, so they looked nice, and I gave a last swipe to Sheri's pussy which seemed a bit wet. She was tall, and her cunt showed beneath the standard sized gown.

With that, we were ready to proceed to the noon ceremony in our town's open-air amphitheater, only a short walk away. Pam and Sheri hugged and cried for a few minutes before being led out the door and down the path to their deaths. We gently pulled them apart and told them that it was time to go, that the crowd was waiting for them. We turned each of them around and bound their hands at the wrists in back of them, thus pressing their breasts forward just a bit, and giving them no protection from the stares of the waiting crowd.

As the door to our area opened, it was obvious from the cheers that rose up, that the crowd had all eyes on the door waiting for it to open. It was always a point of anticipation to see whom the captives were that were selected for torture and execution. While no one knew who they'd be, they were always beautiful young girls, and to our men a delicious experience to see them humiliated, tormented and finally executed.

About 20 guards each holding a flaming torch lined each side of the three-foot wide stone path. Pam and Sheri blinked a little at the bright sunlight out in the open, and the spectacle of the guards, their smoking torches, and the cheering crowd was almost overwhelming. Both girls needed a little shove from time to time as they neared the open-air circular amphitheater. As they neared the entrance, they were horrified to see the stakes they'd be burned at and they narrow benches they'd be tied to for their public rapes and tortures. The reality of the whole event came home to them at the view of the waiting equipment. As the torture equipment came into view, both Sheriand​

Pam started to panic, and began to resist being pushed into the auditorium. As both dug their heels in, Pam was grabbed by the shoulders and pushed forward before the crowd. As she was pushed, one of her breasts popped out of the front of her execution gown to the crowd's delight. Similarly, Sheri was being pushed into the auditorium and in doing so her hips were thrust forward, revealing her legs, hips, thighs, and all of her cunt with its hairless mound and lips. Knowing that they'd soon have hours of fun watching these private parts tormented, the crowd jumped up and cheered, making the terror all the more intense for Pam and Sheri.

Finally, Pam and Sheri were both led to the raised stone platform in the center of the circular open air amphitheater and held in place facing the crowd, with a guard standing behind them at each shoulder. The crowd stood and cheered as I stepped in front of the two girls to present them to the crowd. Gentlemen, I present our afternoon's entertainment, Pam with the brunette hair, and Sheri with, trust me on this, natural blonde hair.

I then turned to face the two girls and asked the guards to move Pam forward so that she could be stripped for the crowd. Roughly pushed forward, Pam now stood trembling in front of me. I reached forward for her gown and quickly opened the front and jerked it off her shoulders, exposing her full body to the crowd and revealing her ample pointed breasts and bald pussy. The gown fell in back of her, hanging from her bound hands. Next Sheri was pushed forward. This time, I asked that her hands be unbound, and a guard quickly untied her. Sheri was told to entertain the crowd by slipping the gown off for them and showing them her treasures. Deeply humiliated, Sheri first turned away, but then, sensing the inevitable, gained some semblance of pride and turned to face the crowd and slowly opened the front of her gown and let it fall to the ground. The bright sunlight revealed every inch of her pretty body and let the crowd see every detail of her tits, trim body, and her cunt with its pale hairless slit. The crowd was thrilled to see her private parts, knowing they'd soon be tortured and burned for their pleasure.

Now Pam's hands were untied, and her gown finally dropped to the ground. Pam reached down for it, but was told in a firm voice that she would never need that gown or other clothing again - that she was here to be tortured and burned to death naked.

At that, Sheri was led over to the side to one of the stakes and temporarily chained to it by her arms, fastened to an iron ring high over her head. Her feet were unrestrained, allowing her to move around slightly, but she was tied so high that she strained at her chains. Poor Pam was to be tortured first, and after her breasts were fondled and cupped for the crowd, she was led over to a raping bench. She was quickly spread on her back with her hands and feet tied to a corner of the bench and her pretty cunt spread open for the crowd's pleasure. I walked over and looked down at her and told her that she'd first be raped by 10 of our men to warm her up for later pleasures. She cried a little and pleaded to be let go, but I told her that her fate wassealed.

At my gesture, 10 previously selected men came forward and lined up at Pam's cunt. The first dropped his shorts, and quickly hardened for entry into Pam. After the first rammed into her, I went over to Sheri to chat with her while the line of men took their time with Pam. Sheri was jokingly asked if she had a guess at what was going to happen to her soon! While she sobbed at the sight of her friend being raped, I played softly with her tits and cunt, enjoying the wet feel of my cum inside her from her last fucking before being led out. After about 20 minutes the men, constantly cheered on by the crowd had finished gang-fucking Pam. Her cunt was all red and gaping open, and was dripping cum from her 10 rapes. One of the men was making Pam suck on his cock, as others gathered by her to feel her tits and try to get a little sucking in.

OK men, time to swap, I said, and Pam was untied from the bench and led to her stake and chained up, hanging in exhaustion from her rapes. Your turn now Sheri, I said, and Sheri was unchained and quickly hustled to a bench for her raping. Before her 10 men were called forward, I took a quick turn and made Sheri suck my cock for a bit, and then entered her cunt for a few quick last strokes at her, cumming in her fairly quickly. She was my favorite of the two, as I preferred blondes, and Sheri's cunt was particularly attractive with nice big inviting lips and a pale glistening hairless mound just above her bald cuntlips.

The second team of 10 rapers came forward and the line slowly moved along as Sheri was raped in the same fashion as Pam was. Sheri cried out often as men first entered her cunt or played harshly with her tits. At the finish, just as with Pam, several of the men wanted blow jobs, and Sheri resisted somewhat, choking on their cum as they unloaded in her mouth. Sheri was then untied, and her arms lifted high and re- chained to her stake, with cum dripping from her cunt and white gobs of cum visible on her soft bald pubic mound.

We were now ready to torture the girls.

We usually began with a cat o' nine tails flogging, because it signaled the start of really violent and painful treatment, and it also cut them up a bit and really hurt them. They were totally vulnerable with their tits and cunts fully exposed to us. We first told them to turn around and show us their asses and that we'd start by whipping their backs, asses, and legs. Pam and Sheri turned around slowly against the pressure of the chains binding their arms over their heads. I ran the handle of the whip through each of their crotches rubbing it into their freshly raped cunts. Then the whipping began, alternating between Pam and Sheri. The crack of the whip began over their backs and shoulders, but quickly moved down to their asses. Upward slashes reached into their crotches and stung their cunts from the rear. Soon, their backs and pretty tight asses were streaked with red welts. Now for their tits. Pam and Sheri were now told to tun around for their tit whippings. Sobbing hard, they each turned around to have their pretty breasts covered with painful welts. Even though they were somewhat sedated, the lashes hurt them as the whip's 9 tails slashed across their breasts. Pam, with her large tits, was particularly singled out for tit whipping, and soon her pretty pointed breasts were striped with red welts.

Their cunts and thighs came next and I slowly worked over each girl, bringing their screams to a crescendo,and then moving to the next one to keep the volume of their tortured girls at a peak.

After about 20 minutes of work on the two girls, I stopped, as I wanted to keep them alert for their burning.

I threw a bucket of cold water on each girl and let her hang from her chains for a few minutes. They were each unchained and quickly led stumbling and crying over to the raping benches where they'd suffered earlier. Pam's tits were really luscious, even though they'd been bitten and roughed up a lot during her rape and whipping and I looked forward to the next tortures they'd receive.

Tightly fastened to the benches, Pam and Sheri's welted breasts flopped to each side of them, and their cunts were again exposed to the crowd's view. Both girls raised their heads to look around to try to see what was going to happen to them next. To their horror, they saw two guards with heavy gloves carrying a brazier of red-hot coals with a number of iron rods stuck down into them. They clearly understood what was going to happen to them.

Looking up at me pleading for some mercy, they were rewarded with my cock and that of another guard's pushed into their mouths. We'd avoided whipping their faces to save some of their beauty for their burning at the stake. We each stroked deeply into our girl's mouth and soon shot a nice load into each of them causing them to choke as they swallowed our cum.

A guard had been positioned by their cunts, and as soon as our cocks left their mouths, a red hot rod was taken from the brazier and rammed deeply into the cum-filled cunt of each girl. Both screamed in horror as the injections only dulled the feeling in their cunt lips. Boiling cum exploded into steam, and their cunts had plumes of smoke and steam coming out of them as the irons slowly cooled in their vaginas. Both girls bucked and screamed violently for several minutes.

We then took turns on each girl, working hot irons on their tits and cunt lips, taking care to work the full slit of their cunts. After about 10 minutes their numbed nipples were horribly burned by the irons and they gurgled in pain as they had screamed their throats dry.

We let them rest for a few minutes and then unbound them from the raping benches. Unrestrained, each girl tried to get sit up but neither could get to their feet.

Soon, we were ready for the last two steps. The girls were taken one at a time and re-chained to the stakes to prepare them for burning. A pail of creamy barbecue fire starter was brought over and each girl's entire bald pubic area was basted in it. Oily fluid was brushed up into their burned cunts and the hairless crack of their asses and their soft pussies soaked in it.

I stood back for a minute to admire the work - the whippings, the tit torture, the cunt brandings. Then, I reached out with a torch and lit Pam's cunt. Slowly, a yellow flame enveloped her cunt and pussy as the waxy fluid caught on fire. Pam writhed around in pain as her cunt was burned away and her pretty belly charred. Then Sheri's cunt was ignited and the painful dance continued. The crowd cheered as the girls suffered at the flames burning their cunts and asses. This way, the crowd got to enjoy the singular pleasure of watching the girl's cunts burn with no other distractions. Within five minutes, both flames had gone out, leaving the girls with blackened crotches from the oily fluid.

Nearly unconscious in pain, each girl's weight hung from their chains, as we began to pile the wood around them for the final fire. The guards took about five minutes to carry large loads of wood and pile them carefully at each girl's feet. During this time, I took a cloth soaked in cold water and wiped off each girl's face... bringing her to consciousness again.

Both were now awake again, and in a combination of agony from their tortures and in terror of what they knew was coming next. After presenting them again to the crowd, I said a private goodbye to each of them, fondling their burned and tortured cunts with my fingers as I talked to them. As the crowd roared to a crescendo, the pyres were lit - one at a time - with Pam's coming first, and then as the flames totally enveloped her thrashing body, Sheri's was lit starting her final dance.

Within minutes the tortured girl's motion had slowly drawn to a halt and they were dead. As the fire grew around them, their bodies started to be consumed by the growing fire. Fat from their breasts and asses dripped into the flames, causing the flames to go higher and higher.

An hour later, the fires were dying to embers and nothing remained but ashes. It had been a good night. But then there was tomorrow. Maybe I'd visit the new little blondeagain.
 

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1602919354968.png I read a true account by an explorer about a visit to a powerful African king. The explorer commented on the nice tits of one of the topless serving girls. A few minutes later a servant entered the room, carrying a tray. On it, you have already guessed, were the breasts of the unfortunate serving girl. A gift for a special guest!
 

Baron Von Sade

Magistrate
View attachment 914181 I read a true account by an explorer about a visit to a powerful African king. The explorer commented on the nice tits of one of the topless serving girls. A few minutes later a servant entered the room, carrying a tray. On it, you have already guessed, were the breasts of the unfortunate serving girl. A gift for a special guest!
Something got lost in the translation there hahaha
 

Tormentor

Executioner
When I returned I was a little tired. The 18 year-old was stunning, and had to be fucked several times. Sheri and Pam were showered and their hair nicely made up. They were naked as ordered on the bed, Pam sitting up and Sheri lying back and relaxed.

I took a few syringes out of the medicine cabinet and came over to where they were on the bed. "Cookout time girls", I joked, and they had a look or stark terror come over them. I told them to relax, that the treatment worked better if they were loose.

I decided to do Pam's tits first, as she was sitting up. I stripped down and sat on the bed, and made her come over and sit on my lap, straddling me with her tits pointed into my face. Pam's pussy rubbed against my cock, and as it rose, I lifted her up a little and let my cock slide into her while I was working on her tits. Taking each tit, I carefully started at the nipple, and made several injections in each of them until I had covered her each breast. I tested the sensitivity with a pin, and Pam and I were both satisfied that she was pretty numb.

Sheri's cunt was next. I told her to spread her legs and I turned and grabbed her cunt lips and pulled them apart, revealing her large, sensitive clit. Her clit was injected first, and then the inside and outside of each cunt lip. Sheri jerked a little at the needle, and I asked her if she'd rather have the heated rod on her clit with no sedative. Her big clit would be burned into a red stub and would hurt incredibly after a few applications of the red-hot rod. I then had Sheri sit up as Pam did and I did her tits. Then I did Pam's cunt. I tested both cunts by sliding into them for a few strokes. While they got wet for me and opened nicely, they couldn't really feel any pain as I plunged past their cunt lips. After I shot a quick load into Sheri's slick cunt, they were ready to go.

Pam and Sheri were told to get back into their execution gowns, really skimpy shifts that added only a bit of suspense to the event as they were led out in front of the crowd. They were of thin cloth, so they flowed with the girl's bodylines, and short, so that most of the girl's ass, and often her cunt, was plainly visible. They had no shoes, as the stone path was smooth leading to the amphitheater, and their bare feet accented their youth and beauty and gave them a little more of a sense of vulnerability.

Both jumped to the task, still nervous about being naked in front of me - their executioner. They arranged each other's hair, so they looked nice, and I gave a last swipe to Sheri's pussy which seemed a bit wet. She was tall, and her cunt showed beneath the standard sized gown.

With that, we were ready to proceed to the noon ceremony in our town's open-air amphitheater, only a short walk away. Pam and Sheri hugged and cried for a few minutes before being led out the door and down the path to their deaths. We gently pulled them apart and told them that it was time to go, that the crowd was waiting for them. We turned each of them around and bound their hands at the wrists in back of them, thus pressing their breasts forward just a bit, and giving them no protection from the stares of the waiting crowd.

As the door to our area opened, it was obvious from the cheers that rose up, that the crowd had all eyes on the door waiting for it to open. It was always a point of anticipation to see whom the captives were that were selected for torture and execution. While no one knew who they'd be, they were always beautiful young girls, and to our men a delicious experience to see them humiliated, tormented and finally executed.

About 20 guards each holding a flaming torch lined each side of the three-foot wide stone path. Pam and Sheri blinked a little at the bright sunlight out in the open, and the spectacle of the guards, their smoking torches, and the cheering crowd was almost overwhelming. Both girls needed a little shove from time to time as they neared the open-air circular amphitheater. As they neared the entrance, they were horrified to see the stakes they'd be burned at and they narrow benches they'd be tied to for their public rapes and tortures. The reality of the whole event came home to them at the view of the waiting equipment. As the torture equipment came into view, both Sheriand​

Pam started to panic, and began to resist being pushed into the auditorium. As both dug their heels in, Pam was grabbed by the shoulders and pushed forward before the crowd. As she was pushed, one of her breasts popped out of the front of her execution gown to the crowd's delight. Similarly, Sheri was being pushed into the auditorium and in doing so her hips were thrust forward, revealing her legs, hips, thighs, and all of her cunt with its hairless mound and lips. Knowing that they'd soon have hours of fun watching these private parts tormented, the crowd jumped up and cheered, making the terror all the more intense for Pam and Sheri.

Finally, Pam and Sheri were both led to the raised stone platform in the center of the circular open air amphitheater and held in place facing the crowd, with a guard standing behind them at each shoulder. The crowd stood and cheered as I stepped in front of the two girls to present them to the crowd. Gentlemen, I present our afternoon's entertainment, Pam with the brunette hair, and Sheri with, trust me on this, natural blonde hair.

I then turned to face the two girls and asked the guards to move Pam forward so that she could be stripped for the crowd. Roughly pushed forward, Pam now stood trembling in front of me. I reached forward for her gown and quickly opened the front and jerked it off her shoulders, exposing her full body to the crowd and revealing her ample pointed breasts and bald pussy. The gown fell in back of her, hanging from her bound hands. Next Sheri was pushed forward. This time, I asked that her hands be unbound, and a guard quickly untied her. Sheri was told to entertain the crowd by slipping the gown off for them and showing them her treasures. Deeply humiliated, Sheri first turned away, but then, sensing the inevitable, gained some semblance of pride and turned to face the crowd and slowly opened the front of her gown and let it fall to the ground. The bright sunlight revealed every inch of her pretty body and let the crowd see every detail of her tits, trim body, and her cunt with its pale hairless slit. The crowd was thrilled to see her private parts, knowing they'd soon be tortured and burned for their pleasure.

Now Pam's hands were untied, and her gown finally dropped to the ground. Pam reached down for it, but was told in a firm voice that she would never need that gown or other clothing again - that she was here to be tortured and burned to death naked.

At that, Sheri was led over to the side to one of the stakes and temporarily chained to it by her arms, fastened to an iron ring high over her head. Her feet were unrestrained, allowing her to move around slightly, but she was tied so high that she strained at her chains. Poor Pam was to be tortured first, and after her breasts were fondled and cupped for the crowd, she was led over to a raping bench. She was quickly spread on her back with her hands and feet tied to a corner of the bench and her pretty cunt spread open for the crowd's pleasure. I walked over and looked down at her and told her that she'd first be raped by 10 of our men to warm her up for later pleasures. She cried a little and pleaded to be let go, but I told her that her fate wassealed.

At my gesture, 10 previously selected men came forward and lined up at Pam's cunt. The first dropped his shorts, and quickly hardened for entry into Pam. After the first rammed into her, I went over to Sheri to chat with her while the line of men took their time with Pam. Sheri was jokingly asked if she had a guess at what was going to happen to her soon! While she sobbed at the sight of her friend being raped, I played softly with her tits and cunt, enjoying the wet feel of my cum inside her from her last fucking before being led out. After about 20 minutes the men, constantly cheered on by the crowd had finished gang-fucking Pam. Her cunt was all red and gaping open, and was dripping cum from her 10 rapes. One of the men was making Pam suck on his cock, as others gathered by her to feel her tits and try to get a little sucking in.

OK men, time to swap, I said, and Pam was untied from the bench and led to her stake and chained up, hanging in exhaustion from her rapes. Your turn now Sheri, I said, and Sheri was unchained and quickly hustled to a bench for her raping. Before her 10 men were called forward, I took a quick turn and made Sheri suck my cock for a bit, and then entered her cunt for a few quick last strokes at her, cumming in her fairly quickly. She was my favorite of the two, as I preferred blondes, and Sheri's cunt was particularly attractive with nice big inviting lips and a pale glistening hairless mound just above her bald cuntlips.

The second team of 10 rapers came forward and the line slowly moved along as Sheri was raped in the same fashion as Pam was. Sheri cried out often as men first entered her cunt or played harshly with her tits. At the finish, just as with Pam, several of the men wanted blow jobs, and Sheri resisted somewhat, choking on their cum as they unloaded in her mouth. Sheri was then untied, and her arms lifted high and re- chained to her stake, with cum dripping from her cunt and white gobs of cum visible on her soft bald pubic mound.

We were now ready to torture the girls.

We usually began with a cat o' nine tails flogging, because it signaled the start of really violent and painful treatment, and it also cut them up a bit and really hurt them. They were totally vulnerable with their tits and cunts fully exposed to us. We first told them to turn around and show us their asses and that we'd start by whipping their backs, asses, and legs. Pam and Sheri turned around slowly against the pressure of the chains binding their arms over their heads. I ran the handle of the whip through each of their crotches rubbing it into their freshly raped cunts. Then the whipping began, alternating between Pam and Sheri. The crack of the whip began over their backs and shoulders, but quickly moved down to their asses. Upward slashes reached into their crotches and stung their cunts from the rear. Soon, their backs and pretty tight asses were streaked with red welts. Now for their tits. Pam and Sheri were now told to tun around for their tit whippings. Sobbing hard, they each turned around to have their pretty breasts covered with painful welts. Even though they were somewhat sedated, the lashes hurt them as the whip's 9 tails slashed across their breasts. Pam, with her large tits, was particularly singled out for tit whipping, and soon her pretty pointed breasts were striped with red welts.

Their cunts and thighs came next and I slowly worked over each girl, bringing their screams to a crescendo,and then moving to the next one to keep the volume of their tortured girls at a peak.

After about 20 minutes of work on the two girls, I stopped, as I wanted to keep them alert for their burning.

I threw a bucket of cold water on each girl and let her hang from her chains for a few minutes. They were each unchained and quickly led stumbling and crying over to the raping benches where they'd suffered earlier. Pam's tits were really luscious, even though they'd been bitten and roughed up a lot during her rape and whipping and I looked forward to the next tortures they'd receive.

Tightly fastened to the benches, Pam and Sheri's welted breasts flopped to each side of them, and their cunts were again exposed to the crowd's view. Both girls raised their heads to look around to try to see what was going to happen to them next. To their horror, they saw two guards with heavy gloves carrying a brazier of red-hot coals with a number of iron rods stuck down into them. They clearly understood what was going to happen to them.

Looking up at me pleading for some mercy, they were rewarded with my cock and that of another guard's pushed into their mouths. We'd avoided whipping their faces to save some of their beauty for their burning at the stake. We each stroked deeply into our girl's mouth and soon shot a nice load into each of them causing them to choke as they swallowed our cum.

A guard had been positioned by their cunts, and as soon as our cocks left their mouths, a red hot rod was taken from the brazier and rammed deeply into the cum-filled cunt of each girl. Both screamed in horror as the injections only dulled the feeling in their cunt lips. Boiling cum exploded into steam, and their cunts had plumes of smoke and steam coming out of them as the irons slowly cooled in their vaginas. Both girls bucked and screamed violently for several minutes.

We then took turns on each girl, working hot irons on their tits and cunt lips, taking care to work the full slit of their cunts. After about 10 minutes their numbed nipples were horribly burned by the irons and they gurgled in pain as they had screamed their throats dry.

We let them rest for a few minutes and then unbound them from the raping benches. Unrestrained, each girl tried to get sit up but neither could get to their feet.

Soon, we were ready for the last two steps. The girls were taken one at a time and re-chained to the stakes to prepare them for burning. A pail of creamy barbecue fire starter was brought over and each girl's entire bald pubic area was basted in it. Oily fluid was brushed up into their burned cunts and the hairless crack of their asses and their soft pussies soaked in it.

I stood back for a minute to admire the work - the whippings, the tit torture, the cunt brandings. Then, I reached out with a torch and lit Pam's cunt. Slowly, a yellow flame enveloped her cunt and pussy as the waxy fluid caught on fire. Pam writhed around in pain as her cunt was burned away and her pretty belly charred. Then Sheri's cunt was ignited and the painful dance continued. The crowd cheered as the girls suffered at the flames burning their cunts and asses. This way, the crowd got to enjoy the singular pleasure of watching the girl's cunts burn with no other distractions. Within five minutes, both flames had gone out, leaving the girls with blackened crotches from the oily fluid.

Nearly unconscious in pain, each girl's weight hung from their chains, as we began to pile the wood around them for the final fire. The guards took about five minutes to carry large loads of wood and pile them carefully at each girl's feet. During this time, I took a cloth soaked in cold water and wiped off each girl's face... bringing her to consciousness again.

Both were now awake again, and in a combination of agony from their tortures and in terror of what they knew was coming next. After presenting them again to the crowd, I said a private goodbye to each of them, fondling their burned and tortured cunts with my fingers as I talked to them. As the crowd roared to a crescendo, the pyres were lit - one at a time - with Pam's coming first, and then as the flames totally enveloped her thrashing body, Sheri's was lit starting her final dance.

Within minutes the tortured girl's motion had slowly drawn to a halt and they were dead. As the fire grew around them, their bodies started to be consumed by the growing fire. Fat from their breasts and asses dripped into the flames, causing the flames to go higher and higher.

An hour later, the fires were dying to embers and nothing remained but ashes. It had been a good night. But then there was tomorrow. Maybe I'd visit the new little blondeagain.
Interesting story. Would be nice to spend a bit more time on the tortures, but there's probably quite a few victims left.
 

Rupert_137

Onlooker
The last Witch of Bamberg (excerpt)

I am complying with one of gerembeau/ Lionrobe's requests to post here an excerpt from my story “The Last Witch of Bamberg”, which I published in the GIMP-Forum over the past two weeks. I’ll post this story in full in the next days here under "BDSM-Forum-Stories" too. I'll revise the original text slightly because I came up with a few more things... So in the following excerpt, I have added the use of ‘crocodile pliers’ to torment the poor girl...


Background

We are in December 1630 AD. The 30 Years War has been raging in Germany since 1618, the small town of Bamberg is still far from war events, but that will soon change. Instead, the witch madness rages here, fueled by a fanatical prince-bishop and his witch commissioners. Within only two and a half years, around 300 people were executed in Bamberg for witchcraft. In the summer and autumn of 1630, the emperor and powerful princes of the empire met in nearby Regensburg, which forced the bishop to suspend the witch trials for a while. But now, shortly before Christmas, an example is to be set again in the unmarried young woman, Eva Maria Bachlin. After being tortured, she confessed to being a witch, the inescapable verdict was pronounced and now she is on her way to the stake, but before the fire still the red-hot pliers are waiting for her...


Part 5 – A penance with glowing pliers (1)

After a long tour it goes to the gate and out of the city. A cold wind blows into her face and a few boys greet her with a hail of clay balls. A bullet hits the girl at the temple, and for a moment she feels dazed. But this time the guards who accompany their procession step in immediately. "The witch should burn at the stake unharmed and alive!", a guard calls out to the boys with a warning finger.

Eva Maria's thoughts become even more desperate, her heart begins to beat up to her throat. Many people now follow the witch's cart. Soon after leaving the city, she hears excited calls from afar: "The witch is coming, the witch is coming!"

A little later, the donkey stops with the cart. On one side she sees people who have gathered, on the other side the executioner, recognizable by a hood with two eye slits. She freezes with fear. But then she sees something that frightens her even more: with horror, the girl discovers embers in a bowl that has been prepared for her, and two pair of pliers are waiting for her ... and these pliers have terribly big mouths.

When she arrives, Martin blows on the embers. She sees the sparks rise, the coals shine brighter and brighter ... she sees the iron glowing deep red and then orange. She pulls at her chains and knows that there is no escape. She realizes that if the red-hot iron bites her cruelly, these hellish hot pliers will be burned deep into her tender flesh. Her fear makes her tremble.

Hans Michael stands inconspicuously next to a pile of sticks for the fire and embers, he has his hat pulled down into his face, but from there he has a good view of what is happening. The witch cart stops just a few meters away from him. His heart is pounding, will his sister recognize him? Then he sees his sister and he is deeply shocked. Eva Maria looks to him like a ghost, deathly pale skin, with wide eyes and confused looks ... "Oh God, what have they done with her?" At the same time he calms down a little, she just looks at the embers, she won't detect him.

The frightened girl only has a tunnel view of what is going to torment her here and she is eaten away by the question: "Where will I be bitten with these terrible pliers?"

Suddenly two men take her by the arms. "Keep calm, witch!" They loosen their hands from the chains that fix her at the cart. But the relaxation through her freed hands is short-lived. Three guards drag the girl out of the cart and push her to a sturdy post with a crossbeam. It's a T-shaped pillory, about level with her shoulders. Eva Maria's legs shake and the fear eats her up as the guards push her back against the post and chain her outstretched arms to the two ends of the crossbar but on the backside. She tears at the short chains, but has very little leeway. The fixation of her hands on the back of the crossbar pulls her shoulders back and forces to push the girl's chest forward. Then a rope is wrapped around her feet and the stake; Eva Maria is completely helpless when the pliers attack.

Witch commissioner Herrenberger is very satisfied with the preparations. Of course, he could have tortured the young witch with the hot pliers on her cart, but the bishop wanted to attract more attention and have an independent spectacle held at the gates of the city, especially for those who couldn't follow the witch's cart to the stake in Zell.

While the girl is waiting at the post full of fear and Martin continues to blow into the embers, Herrenberger announces the verdict loudly in front of the assembled people: “The witch Eva Maria Bachin is supposed to receive two bites with red-hot pliers at this point. May she sincerely accept her pain to atone for her grave guilt and to purify herself from dealing with evil! All who have gathered here are welcome to testify of her repentance."

Then the commissioner speaks to the strong man under the hood up close, so that no one else can hear: “I think the young witch is cold and she's waiting impatiently for her penance; we don't want to keep her waiting long. So that she doesn't freeze when we expose her tits to the fresh air, let the pliers glow properly before you bite into her perky witch tits… The young witch deserves her punishment ... and maybe you can think of a little encore for the witch and the audience ...” “Don't worry, I'll surely do that!” The hangman replied a little thoughtfully and went to Martin by the fire.

Suddenly two guards reach into the shirt over the girl's chest with the words "Now we want to free your boobs". They tear open their shirt with force. Everyone can see her white, flawless breasts. Eva Maria feels indescribable horror. They continue to tear the shirt down to the waist and bare the young witch's breasts completely. Eva Maria trembles with cold and shame, but even more with fear. Suddenly she feels her bladder, which she couldn't empty in the morning.

One of the guards says to her: "You have really full boobs, which will please the hangman with his pliers." In fact, Eva Maria has to stretch her breasts provocatively in the posture that has been forced on her.

There is a murmur through the crowd and all who have a clear view stare in amazement at the girl's beautiful breasts. Eva Maria has really well developed and almost perfectly shaped breasts for her age and time. Nobody from the audience here expected something like that and she has no idea that her beautiful, proud tits were a major reason for her punishment here with red-hot pliers.

Hans Michael watches as if spellbound as his sister's shirt is torn open, as her beautiful breasts pop out and wiggle excitedly. "Please not her lovely breasts!" He stares at her tits, sees the flawless, fair skin, but he also notices bruises ... How often had he wished to take a full look at her wonderful boobs and to touch them, not just secretly squint if she washed herself a little carefree ... Now he had that serene look, but in this way he would never have wished for it ... Worried he looks to the hangman and the pliers. "Poor sister", he sighs, "you have always been good and dear ... and your boobs are much too beautiful to bite or punish them."

Herrenberger smiles, then he see the little crucifix hanging from her neck. “Who allowed her to do that?” He thinks angrily. He wants to tear it off her neck, but that certainly doesn't make a good impression in front of all the spectators and he changes his mind...
 

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Rupert_137

Onlooker
Part 5 – A penance with glowing pliers (2)

Instead of the glowing pliers in the fire, the executioner grabs for cold but vicious pliers that have the mouth of a very small crocodile (even if no crocodiles were known at the time). He immediately approaches the girl at the pillory. When she sees the cruel pliers, she shakes her head in horror.

"Just a little foreplay, witch ... the right pliers are still waiting in the fire," grumbles the hangman and slowly approaches the bud of her right breast with the pliers.

“Oh no, please don't, no!” Eva Maria feels deep fear and despair, her heart begins to race like crazy. In vain she pulls at her chains, but she cannot escape the attack of the executioner's pliers

There is excitement in the audience as the pliers mouth opens with a dozen small, sharp teeth over the top of her breast. Then the hangman bites hard. The girl screeches, she feels a tremendous, intense pain, then she feels the warm blood potting from her nipple and the bud of her injured breast. The pliers had bitten deep into the most sensitive areas of her tender tit.

The executioner doesn't give Eva Maria much time to scream out and taste the intense pain. Then he bites the bud of her left breast. The girl's screams overturn, she drags at her chains like mad; tears roll down her cheeks. Everyone sees the blood dripping from their breasts, many spectators are enthusiastic, blood and pain is exactly what they are expecting.

Hans Michael, too, is spellbound on his sister's bleeding breasts. He is scared, but at the same time he hopes Eva Maria survived here, she would be spared the glowing pliers ... But he should be mistaken, there will be no Christmas grace for the young witch.


Although he sees how bright the coals shine, the executioner orders Martin to blow into the embers again for the audience. Finally he pulls out the red-hot pliers. People shudder at the thought of what will happen, but Eva Maria feels terrified again in addition to her intense pain. The cold December air makes her skin pucker, makes her young breasts even firmer and her nipples protrude hard. Her tits looked excited, but not really as if, after the torments they had suffered, they suspected the really bad disaster was coming

“No doubt about it, these are witch tits! She can only get them from the devil", someone mumbles and feels arousal, at the same time he thinks, "She deserves her suffering. The executioner should bite hot and deeply into her plump boobs!"

Excitement, shuddering and also fright, each viewer feels a little different at this sight and yet this cruel punishment pulls everyone under its spell, women and men, young and old. There are malicious joy as well as horror, others think: "It is a sacrilege to destroy this delicate beauty."

An excited tension grasps them all, except Eva Maria, she feels like pissing on herself in fear. When she sees the forked tips of the pliers, her fear grows even worse ... the pliers alone would hurt her tits very badly even without embers.

Someone grips her long hair from behind to hold her head. But Eva Maria only stares at the pliers that lie over her right breast from the side with its mouth wide open.

"Oh please not my poor breasts again, please don't!" She begs the hangman when she sees the pliers with their terrible, red-hot big mouth in his hands. He just grins under his cap and says "What did you expect? Of course the pliers were heated for your boobs.” The hangman thinks, “Actually, it is always customary for witches to be bitten at their tits ... Why did Herrenberger expressly point out that this witch's breasts should be punished? Maybe because she is still young and has such beautiful boobs! But why did he want an encore?"

Pleading she looks up to the sky, "Oh, dear God, please help me!" Moments later she feels the heat of the iron on her cool skin, which is slowly getting more and more burning. The hangman makes her wait, stirs up her fear and the crackling tension among the observers, then his ruthless and brutal bite follows.

The girl closes her eyes and grits her teeth when she feels the terrible attack. At first, it's just a terrible biting and burning sensation. Eva Maria hears it hissing, smells burnt meat - it's her flesh, her tender bosom! She feels how the horrible pliers not only burn into her bosom, but at the same time deep into her soul. The big mouth of the slender 'witch's pliers' keeps closing, biting deep into her left boob with its glowing hot teeth, penetrating painfully deeper and deeper until the teeth meet inside her breast. The hangman does not wait for the hot iron inside her bosom to cool completely, when she has finished her task, he opens the pliers again and pulls them out of her breast.

Hans Michael doesn't like to look at all, but he forces himself not to look away. He sees the big mouth of the pliers; he knows how hot the iron is and how devastating its effect will be ... He only suspects how terrible the pain must be that his sister has to endure. Moments later, he sees the pliers grasp and bite into her soft breast. The boy winces, it hurts his own soul ... There is tense calm, he even hears it hissing, he sees the smoke ... The pliers close slowly, biting deep into his sister's bosom. The boy feels miserable; it seems to him that he has been bitten himself. He feels for screaming. When he sees the pliers open again, it's a little relief for him, but not for the girl.

Again there is a murmur from the crowd again. Many avert their eyes; others stare spellbound at what is happening.

After the gruesome hiss and bite, Eva Maria feels a really terrible pain that swells inside her bosom, begins to rage and rages like a wild fire. She loses all control, her bladder empties, there is splashing between her legs, before she begins to scream. Her screams are horrifying, and many viewers are startled.

Everyone hears her gruesome screams, but many also notice that she pees in pain and fear. There are calls of malice: "When it gets hot on her boobs, the little witch pisses on herself!" … "Where are your magic skills, witch, can't you cool the embers by peeing?"

From the distance of the observer, only a little more blood can be seen, which also oozes from her boobs after the executioner has finished his cruel work. But the embers inhibit the bleeding and only the girl can feel the brutal internal injuries. The audience can only guess at her suffering. Some people are numb from the distress they have seen before. Other only think of what they see: "It wasn't that bad, her tits are still there, a little blood, the witch shouldn't overdo it with the screaming."

Hans Michael can't stand his sister's screams; he has to cover his ears. He will be never able to forget what he just sees and hears. While she gasps and groans for air, he looks at her injured breast - he sees exactly where the pliers have bitten, but the marks aren't particularly noticeable... Martin was right. But the screams and his sister's face say everything: She's going through hell now; there can't be any worse pain.

Priests and monks are also among the spectators. They have made a vow of chastity, but some feel their true destiny at the sight of the bared girl. Some turn away, others cannot look away. And so one of the monks thinks: "The girl bewitches me with her sinful body ... The executioner should tear off her damned tits with sharp claws instead of just biting into them with hot pliers!" But others think, “What a shame on her beautiful tits.”
 

Rupert_137

Onlooker
Part 5 – A penance with glowing pliers (3)

This time the hangman gives the girl time to scream and calm down a little. He realizes that this attack with pliers would have been enough to torment the young witch for her guilt and to present the audience with a gruesome spectacle. But her verdict is 'grip with pliers twice', after all she has two well-filled tits and the other breast is still waiting for the punishment ... after she has given herself to the devil. But he has never tortured such a young witch in this way.

Finally, Herrenberger speaks up again: "It's time for the second kiss of glowing pliers ... and for you, witch, it’s an opportunity to atone!"

The executioner looks into the glowing coals and waits until the iron shines even brighter. When the whole mouth is glowing red he takes the second pair of pliers out of the fire and holds them up to show everyone on this cold, cloudy December day against a dark sky that these pliers are correctly hot. Of course he knows that the pliers will only glow a little when he bites with them, but they will still be scorching hot and do their job on the witch's soft bosom ...

The people are excited and moved when the executioner approaches the girl's still uninjured, left breast from the side, while the witch waits helplessly freezing for her hot and agonizing fate.

“Why do you have to torture Eva Maria again with glowing pliers? She has already suffered a lot more than any human can endure…” her brother asks himself, stunned and angry.

The pain in her right breast is still roaring as she is attacked from the other side. “Oh no… not again!” The girl thinks. “How am I supposed to endure more pain?” But there is no mercy. The pliers close again, this time around her beautifully exposed left boob and she sees the horrible mouth glowing ... She used to be so proud of her beautiful, full breasts, which she often stroked tenderly ... But this is not the right moment for such thoughts...

The hangman sees fear and pain in her eyes and he sees the girl trembling violently. The executor says in an almost fatherly tone. “You heard your other breast will not be spared. You can't escape the pliers. Be brave, accept your penance! "

The horrifying fear of terrible expectation is even worse this time; Eva Maria knows exactly that it is hell that awaits her. But she sighs at his words and becomes a little calmer for a moment... His second, scorching attack starts at once.

The executioner feels how her beautiful, soft bosom gives way under the grip of the terribly hot pliers. Her tender boob picks up the pliers almost 'willingly', supported by the searing heat of the metal and the strength of his arms... The pliers penetrate deep into the girl's bosom. “These magnificent witch tits are really made to bite them with red-hot pliers”, the hangman thinks at that moment.

But what the executioner succeeds almost playfully brings the girl unimaginable torment. Again she feels biting, hissing and moments later flaming pain. “Don't show pity!” The Hangman thinks and gives the witch and the audience another encore. He turns the pliers first to the right and then far back to the left, moving her boob over her ribs before the destroyed breast is released from the cruel grip of the pliers.

The Eva Maria begins to scream, she screams the soul out of her body, first shrill and garish, then duller until her voice finally croaks. The raging pain in her breasts almost drives her mad. In the end she just moans and whimpers.

Many viewers think, “Only a witch can scream so inhumanely - it's cruel for the girl, but it has to be done. She's a real witch, it's a fair judgment!" But more and more people have doubts about the bishop's righteousness and turn away in shock.

Hans Michael is deeply shaken ... This time he feels tears running down his cheeks...

Girls and women feel anxious and reach over their breasts protectively. A girl, around the age of the young witch, can no longer hold her tears and she pinches her bosom as if to reassure herself by pain... Her actions do not escape the witch commissioner's attention. He is used to looking into faces and paying attention to the behavior of the audience when witches are punished and executed. He'll ask for her name. “She's a witch!” Herrenberger thinks. "She also deserves the red-hot pliers on her perky tits ... and she knows it! And she’ll burn too."

There is applause from the audience for the executioner's work, he bows and steps aside. The witch commissioner will later praise him for his 'decisive commitment in the fight against witchcraft' and promise him an extra bonus for his good performance. On the other hand, he charges the victim's family increased fees for the work of the hangman with the red-hot pliers: surcharge for young, extraordinary large witch's breasts, which require bigger tools as well as particularly careful preparation and carrying out of the work.


Eva Maria is in shock for a while, she is as if dazed by the hellish pain in both of her breasts, but she is left at the pillory until her senses slowly clear in the cold winter air, at the same time she feels the cruel throbbing deep in her breasts more violent, and she still feels the biting of her breast buds. While her body is freezing, her breasts are burning hot. A lot of blood flows in and heats the fire that continues to rage inside her boobs.

"My poor breasts roar their terrible suffering and do not want to calm down," the girl thinks in agony.

She moans again and again, clenching her teeth ... She wants to scream out all her suffering, but her voice is already hoarse. She wishes that her tormented boobs will finally rest, but they continue to rage full of anger and they do not want to calm down. She wants to touch her breasts to comfort them, but her hands are chained to the pillory. Eva Maria only sees the deep bite wounds on the top of her boobs and some of the bite into her nipples and buds. Despite the severe burns, some more blood oozes out. From the bottom of her breasts, more blood runs down her stomach.
 

Rupert_137

Onlooker
Part 5 – A penance with glowing pliers (4)

Market women have brought baskets with bread and pastries for the spectators and innkeepers sell wine and beer. In this way, people find the opportunity to pass the time during a conversation as well as with drinks and food. They can use this to distract themselves from the terrible experiences, or they can take a closer look at the tortured witch and examine the executioner's work at her breasts.

After the punishment she has suffered, Eva Maria remains standing at the pillory until the bells from town strike for noon. Freezing half-naked in the cold winter air she is gazed at, mocked and insulted while she is still eaten away by the pain in her breasts. Time passes excruciatingly and very slowly.

The guards finally release the girl from the T-post and drag her back onto the donkey cart, where she's chained up again. The torn shirt is pulled back a little, but her tortured breasts remain exposed for all to see.

Hans Michael can no longer bear to see his sister's suffering. His whole mind is filled with her screams. "Get away from here first!" He thinks to himself. "I don't want to see how my sister's tortured tits swell slowly while the spectators gaze at her." So he runs away, alone in the direction of the pyre and stake.


When the cart with the young witch starts to move again, her breasts are still throbbing wildly, but they are bloated from the secretions that collect in them - her breasts are getting bigger and plumper – the sight is terrifying ... Eva Maria only suspects how bad the inner devastations are...

It continues leisurely, the young witch is driven a few kilometers from Bamberg to “Zell”, where pyre and stake are waiting for her. Witch burnings inside or in front of the city gates bring bad luck, they say here. They make her to suffer cruelly long.

The girl's struggle with burning pain and terrible suffering is so intense that she forgets almost everything else, even the fear of being burned. Sometimes she never wishes to arrive, sometimes that it should end quickly so that the pain would finally stop. The flaming pain inside her breasts swells with every heartbeat and consumes her slowly but ceaselessly. The protest of her tortured boobs is still unbearably angry, especially in her left breast, which was not only bitten by the scorching hot pliers, but also turned and pushed back and forth.

Sometimes she thinks, “Instead of calming down, my tits get even angrier.” She looks at her disfigured boobs, which are no longer hers, they have swollen to an unnatural size, they have become burning hot from the injuries and the blood that flows in. If only they would finally calm down ... but they keep raging.

Eva Maria tries to free her thoughts from the pain at least for a moment. She is cold, hungry and thirsty, but that's no longer important. What is the point of still struggling, clinging to life that has become worthless? She is ready to die now. "Burning at the stake can't get that much worse", she thinks, but she is said to be wrong.

Suddenly the sun comes out as if the sky wanted to give a sign. Then she hears shouts “The witch is coming!” Eva Maria has reached her final goal, the pyre with the stake...
 

Tormentor

Executioner
Part 5 – A penance with glowing pliers (4)

Market women have brought baskets with bread and pastries for the spectators and innkeepers sell wine and beer. In this way, people find the opportunity to pass the time during a conversation as well as with drinks and food. They can use this to distract themselves from the terrible experiences, or they can take a closer look at the tortured witch and examine the executioner's work at her breasts.

After the punishment she has suffered, Eva Maria remains standing at the pillory until the bells from town strike for noon. Freezing half-naked in the cold winter air she is gazed at, mocked and insulted while she is still eaten away by the pain in her breasts. Time passes excruciatingly and very slowly.

The guards finally release the girl from the T-post and drag her back onto the donkey cart, where she's chained up again. The torn shirt is pulled back a little, but her tortured breasts remain exposed for all to see.

Hans Michael can no longer bear to see his sister's suffering. His whole mind is filled with her screams. "Get away from here first!" He thinks to himself. "I don't want to see how my sister's tortured tits swell slowly while the spectators gaze at her." So he runs away, alone in the direction of the pyre and stake.


When the cart with the young witch starts to move again, her breasts are still throbbing wildly, but they are bloated from the secretions that collect in them - her breasts are getting bigger and plumper – the sight is terrifying ... Eva Maria only suspects how bad the inner devastations are...

It continues leisurely, the young witch is driven a few kilometers from Bamberg to “Zell”, where pyre and stake are waiting for her. Witch burnings inside or in front of the city gates bring bad luck, they say here. They make her to suffer cruelly long.

The girl's struggle with burning pain and terrible suffering is so intense that she forgets almost everything else, even the fear of being burned. Sometimes she never wishes to arrive, sometimes that it should end quickly so that the pain would finally stop. The flaming pain inside her breasts swells with every heartbeat and consumes her slowly but ceaselessly. The protest of her tortured boobs is still unbearably angry, especially in her left breast, which was not only bitten by the scorching hot pliers, but also turned and pushed back and forth.

Sometimes she thinks, “Instead of calming down, my tits get even angrier.” She looks at her disfigured boobs, which are no longer hers, they have swollen to an unnatural size, they have become burning hot from the injuries and the blood that flows in. If only they would finally calm down ... but they keep raging.

Eva Maria tries to free her thoughts from the pain at least for a moment. She is cold, hungry and thirsty, but that's no longer important. What is the point of still struggling, clinging to life that has become worthless? She is ready to die now. "Burning at the stake can't get that much worse", she thinks, but she is said to be wrong.

Suddenly the sun comes out as if the sky wanted to give a sign. Then she hears shouts “The witch is coming!” Eva Maria has reached her final goal, the pyre with the stake...
Well written story. Looking forward to the finale!
 
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