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The Hard Labour Experience

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VI

Almost immediately Irene began to sweat, while the sun was getting hotter, droplets of perspiration fell down her ribs from her armpits, tickling her, she was tired and exhausted from the night, but tried to work hard, she knew that she would be tortured again that night, to be between the last two.

She worked bent over the ground, kneeling, with the eyes of the guards constantly on her, feeling them enjoying her half-nakedness.

The guards went around among the girls, each one had a whip and a cattle prod hooked to the belt, every now and then they approached a girl, to pat her on the back or the butt, or to prod her with the handle of the whip or to threaten her with the electrified instrument, the girls who, having filled the bucket, got up to go and throw the stones were intercepted at the edge of the field, both to see if the bucket was full, and to palpate their boobs, however at least two guards were armed with cameras and filmed everything.

the metal platform was getting hotter, if the first time Irene climbed on it was almost pleasant in the cool of the morning, it was getting more and more burning every time, until it became a fierce torture towards the end, it was not only poor Irene who found it atrocious to walk barefoot on that hot metal, but she clearly heard the other girls moaning, clenching their teeth and crying when they had to go up there.

It was approaching noon, when a girl, tired from work, carelessly bumped into a guard while carrying a bucket of stones.

Irene, who could see the scene, realized that the guard had gone exactly to the girl's blind spot, covered by the bucket she carried on one shoulder, probably intentionally.

The guard yelled at her and pushed her to the ground, knocking over the bucket, while she apologized, pleading not to be punished, but she did it in vain, the guard pulled out the cattle prod and as she tried to crawl away, gave her an electric shock on the ribs, which rolled her on her side, then continued to give her electric shock on random points until she was curled up in a ball; then he pulled out the whip and started whipping her back.

Two more guards came and lifted her by roughly taking her by the arms, even one of the guards with the camera came to film everything.

Roughly they pulled off her trousers, then she was stuck on the ground belly down, and the whipping continued on her back, on her butt and on her legs, then she was turned supine and the guards crouched on her, and began to palpate, pinch her and massage her private parts while she screamed for mercy, as a last violation a guard pulled out a rope with many knots, and made her a very tight crotch rope.

"Now until tonight, you will continue to work like this"

The poor girl, crying, was forced with the whip and the cattle prod to resume work, while the rope and the knots pressed them into the inside of the vagina, scratching on the sensitive skin.

The sun was high and burned on the skin of the prisoners when the guards forced them to get in line, the yokes were put back on them and the march started again, this time on the asphalt road, now scorching.

It was agony for Irene and the others, the rough and hot asphalt, their bare feet had already been tortured by the metal platform, and now the continuous pain was renewed every step.

The naked girl had been placed just behind her, and she found it difficult to walk not only for the hot surface but also for the crotch rope and continued to yank her yoke making forced walking more unbearable.

The poor naked girl was sometimes hit by the whip, and some whipping also came to Irene, unexpectedly, making her jump.

Irene was thirsty, her mouth was dry, and sweat ran down her body, soaking her trousers and tickling her ribs in an annoying way, her head was spinning and she just wanted this to end, but she still had half a day's work, plus her stomach was rumbling and she was sure she would be punished at night too, she was thinking back to the tremendous promise she had to make, but she absolutely could not say the word that would end everything, she did not have enough money, endure the tortura was her only chance.

During the agonizing march, from time to time the guards passed along the line, touching and abusing the girls, it was extremely humiliating that these men could palpate her tits at will, or slap her butt, but they were focused on the poor woman who followed her, tugging at the crotch rope and making her moan and scream in pain.

They arrived at the second camp, the situation, and evidently, the work was the same, the same container, the same buckets, the same stones, the same hot platform.

The girls were freed, except one, apparently randomly chosen, who was grabbed by one guard while the other took off her trousers, it was useless for her to struggle, the two men were too strong and she had still the joke, a guard passed and handed a cup of water to each girl, Irene drank greedily, blessing the mercy of their torturers, but the girl who was held was left without water.

As the other girls started to work, the guards continued to torment the poor victim, feeling and pinching her especially in intimate areas, while she screamed and asked for mercy.

After abusing the poor girl for a while, a guard pulled out an internal vibrator and slowly and while she was begging to let her go, he slipped it into her vagina, fixing the device with a crotch rope, before sending her to work.

The vibrator was controlled remotely, and for as long as she was busy working, besides the fact that she hadn't been able to drink, and that she was completely naked, they occasionally activated the machine to make her job harder, while the stimulation of her private parts made her moan.

Obviously while Irene was thinking about the fatigue, the pain and the cruelty to which she was subjected, she realized that tonight she would not be punished, but he also realized that the guards could decide who would be arbitrarily punished.

The afternoon was miserable, Irene worked hard, although the heat, pain, humiliation, fatigue, hunger and thirst tortured her, the guards went around checking the prisoners and making dirty comments about their nakedness, occasionally hitting one with a whip or with the cattle prod.

The poor girl constantly felt the lewd look of her torturers on her naked breast, she didn't know if she would ever get used to it.

The two prisoners who had been subjected to further torture were obviously at the center of the sadistic attentions of the sadists, especially the girl with the internal vibrator, they activated the machine continuously, making her tremble, testing her endurance and concentration, leaving the vaginal stimulation on until she fell to her knees, causing her bucket to fall and toppled over.

The metal platform was a nightmare for everyone, now after a day in the sun it was so hot that they shouted going up with bare feet.

Sunset came, and the girls were called to line up, the yokes were put back in position, the guard who tied Irene lost a lot of time groping her breast, then slipped his hands under her trousers and palpated her butt and then the groin, widening the lips of her vagina to insert a finger inside and roughly trying to stimulate the clitoris, mostly hurting her, but the thing that hurt her most was the humiliation of having to endure all this helpless.

With a whiplash, the line of prisoners walked on the road bristling with sharp stones, even more painful after a whole day of getting on and off on a hot platform.

The guards continued to turn the vibrator on and off inside the prisoner that was subjected to it, slowing down the march, only to be able to give her the electric shock with the cattle prod.

After an hour's walk, they arrived at the farm, which was now night, the heat of the day was gone, and the sweating prisoners shivered, as soon as the girls were released, it was time to take off their pants for the shower, obviously freezing.

The water of the ice temperature, however, washed away sweat and earth, and gave relief to Irene, who was finally able to drink, in the group of five who washed together with Irene were her two cellmates and the two girls who had been subjected to further torture, the first shouted wildly as they removed the crotch rope, now deeply embedded in her genitals, probably the inside of her vagina had been scratched raw by rough ropes, the other had relief when the terrible torture machine was removed.

They gave them towels, but the two chosen victims were not given the opportunity to keep it, they were left totally naked, they handcuffed their wrists behind their backs and were taken away.

When Irene entered the refectory, she saw that the two poor women had been chained in plain sight in the center of the room, perfectly visible of tables, near the walls, which formed a U around them.

They were obviously naked, their wrists clasped by leather handcuffs attached to chains hanging from the ceiling attached to electric winches, they had been pulled up and hung by the wrists so that only the tips of the toes touched the floor, stretched out in that position their slender shape was accentuated, Irene found in her head the shocking thought that they were beautiful in that position, defenseless and beautiful.

It must also have been a very painful position, since the two victims were moaning and asking for mercy.

Dinner was served, and all the prisoners ate, except the two chained, they would have been fasting until the following evening.

After dinner, the girls were not allowed to leave, but four guards had to assert that, in pairs of two, they began to whip the poor prisoners, one guard hit the back and the butt, the other the belly, the breast and the groin, each blow a high-pitched cry, a request for mercy or a prayer to stop.

Irene counted 25 lashes on the front and 25 lashes on the back for each one, and she imagined her, tied up like this, being tortured with all those blows, she would probably pass out within the first 10 lashes.

After the lashes, which left the girls hanging motionless from the chains, devoid of any energy, it was time for sponging on the body, from what a guard announced, they would have been treated with a mixture of salt and vinegar, to better disinfect.

The lashes had not opened real wounds, but surely scratches and bruises beyond the red marks, that covered the torso of the girls at back and at front, therefore the liquid would still have penetrated the living flesh of the poor victims.

It was like a galvanic shock, the naked and immobile bodies, which hung like inert, began to shake in a convulsive way and to shout at full lungs as the sponges began to pass on the wounds, while a guard passed with studied slowness the sponges loaded with irritating liquid where he saw the deepest scratches, another held the victim's legs still to prevent her from kicking.

The screams were atrocious, they could not even articulate words, only animalistic verses, as the skin turned red from irritation and the liquid burned like acid on their bodies.

Eventually the girls were freed, but still keeping their hands tied behind their backs, they were carried out and taken to their cells, where they would be tied to the bed all night.

It was also time for Irene and the others to go to sleep, they took off their towels and naked, escorted them to the cells, Irene would again be locked up with the two girls who had raped her the first night.

TBC
 
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