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Cruciformae Studiosus
Warning, these stories sometimes wander into the World of Grand Guignol (look it up) and may upset readers.
Be advised, it's only fiction. But if you're easily offended by fictive violence, steer clear.
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Though still under the Umbrella series "Studies in Cruciform"(2.1373)
A new Series:
WHIPPING STORIES
Subtitled: The Story of Ouch
Be advised, it's only fiction. But if you're easily offended by fictive violence, steer clear.
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Though still under the Umbrella series "Studies in Cruciform"(2.1373)
A new Series:
WHIPPING STORIES
Subtitled: The Story of Ouch
Background: The Simpson Twins, Alex & Benjamin, inherited all of their Father’s wealth,
his Chateau and estate; the Old Man left not one penny for the Women of the Family.
The reason for that was simple.
The Old Man was a vicious Misogynist and Sadist, as are his sons,
but who are infinitely more vicious and Sadistic than their late Father.
Noted in the will, however, was the suggestion that the Women
of the family could earn an income via an unusual "Barter" method.
Essentially, he gave them a choice:
To eat, pay rent, survive, the Women must visit the Twins’ Chateau
every two or three months to entertain them.
The Twins are not ungenerous with the Women's
allowances but they must take pains to earn it.
While earning their stipend, it is not unusual for one or more of
the Women to suffer extremely painful abuse and injuries:
such as weals, cuts, abrasions, bloody welts and lesions,
temporary disfigurement all the way to dermal splitting
and open wounds on any and all parts of their poor bodies.
These injuries were often cruel and savage enough to render
the entertainer unable to attend the Chateau Entertainments.
In such cases, the Twins do not insist on attendance.
The following visit however, the Woman would be
made to suffer doubly for her absence.
On just such an occasion, the Family assembles;
unfortunately for Mom she missed the last visit
(recovering from atrocious injuries)
and must suffer the consequences:
his Chateau and estate; the Old Man left not one penny for the Women of the Family.
The reason for that was simple.
The Old Man was a vicious Misogynist and Sadist, as are his sons,
but who are infinitely more vicious and Sadistic than their late Father.
Noted in the will, however, was the suggestion that the Women
of the family could earn an income via an unusual "Barter" method.
Essentially, he gave them a choice:
To eat, pay rent, survive, the Women must visit the Twins’ Chateau
every two or three months to entertain them.
The Twins are not ungenerous with the Women's
allowances but they must take pains to earn it.
While earning their stipend, it is not unusual for one or more of
the Women to suffer extremely painful abuse and injuries:
such as weals, cuts, abrasions, bloody welts and lesions,
temporary disfigurement all the way to dermal splitting
and open wounds on any and all parts of their poor bodies.
These injuries were often cruel and savage enough to render
the entertainer unable to attend the Chateau Entertainments.
In such cases, the Twins do not insist on attendance.
The following visit however, the Woman would be
made to suffer doubly for her absence.
On just such an occasion, the Family assembles;
unfortunately for Mom she missed the last visit
(recovering from atrocious injuries)
and must suffer the consequences:
Saturday Night at the Simpsons
Part One: Enter Benjamin
Alex: Hey, Ben, What kept you? You locked the gate, right?
Ben: Traffic! Yeah, we’re locked in tight. What did I miss?
Nothing we can’t start again.
Is Sister Molly here? She better be if she knows what’s good for her!
Who do you think that is screaming in the basement?
Great! But I think we can make her scream louder than that! Who's whipping her?
Garth the Chauffeur.
Ben picks up an intercom:
Garth? I want to hear screams that would stop traffic on the Freeway!
Screams to make her mother weep!
And when you're finished and my sister is unconscious,
I want to see nothing but blood
pouring from her neck to her knees. Are we clear?
He hangs up the intercom.
And who’s this little morsel?
That’s cousin Marcy, remember her?
Marcy! But she’s all grown up!
Yes, her mother Aunt Collette brought her.
She turned eighteen yesterday, time to break her in.
Happy Birthday, little cousin, though it looks like you’ve broken her in and then some…
Come on, I left plenty of skin on for you.
Little Marcy! What shall we do with her?
You want to go in her rear while I deep-throat her?
Or shall we just whip her till she’s dripping red?
The nice thing about being us is we can do either or both!
Let’s come back to her.
Where’s Mom?
She's in the basement with the Reggae Trio from the bar down the street.
Oh, I like those guys, I hope Mom’s being… accommodating.
I told her if she’s good I’ll give her a five minutes break before the main event..
The others all get here?
Yep, even Grandma made it.
Look at her! She looks amazing, doesn’t she?
Yea, but I think she could take another 20 or 30 with the bull-whip.
What do you think, Grandma?
Grandma: Whatever you wish...
Now there’s a girl who puts her heart into things.
Even got a Tramp Stamp just for us.
My god, Aunt Collette, you’re magnificent!
Nobody takes a whipping like you!
There was never a woman who looked better with whip-marks than without!
Is that Helga the housekeeper? Looking good, Helga!
(Whisper: Will she be okay?)
I dunno, she blacked out two or three times. She overdid it a little...
She overdid it? How many times did you hit her? And with what?
All right, I got a little carried away, you know me and breasts.
Anyhow, Helga has a big family to support, so she
has no choice, she accepts anything we do to her.
I think I gave her about 100 strokes with the metal-tipped flogger.
Wait fifteen minutes for her to surface then give her another hundred.
Another hundred? You sure she can take 200? I don't feel like
coughing up for another secret funeral so soon after the last one.
Call it an experiment. Start again, give her a fresh two hundred,
That'll be 300 spread over an hour, see how she takes to it.
If she survives, we'll up the dosage next time, three, four, five hundred!
Why not? I wanna see those breasts cut to shreds!
Mom! It’s time. Lets go! Beautiful welts, huh?
I’ve done better. Lock her in the frame.
Ben: Traffic! Yeah, we’re locked in tight. What did I miss?
Nothing we can’t start again.
Is Sister Molly here? She better be if she knows what’s good for her!
Who do you think that is screaming in the basement?
Great! But I think we can make her scream louder than that! Who's whipping her?
Garth the Chauffeur.
Ben picks up an intercom:
Garth? I want to hear screams that would stop traffic on the Freeway!
Screams to make her mother weep!
And when you're finished and my sister is unconscious,
I want to see nothing but blood
pouring from her neck to her knees. Are we clear?
He hangs up the intercom.
And who’s this little morsel?
That’s cousin Marcy, remember her?
Marcy! But she’s all grown up!
Yes, her mother Aunt Collette brought her.
She turned eighteen yesterday, time to break her in.
Happy Birthday, little cousin, though it looks like you’ve broken her in and then some…
Come on, I left plenty of skin on for you.
Little Marcy! What shall we do with her?
You want to go in her rear while I deep-throat her?
Or shall we just whip her till she’s dripping red?
The nice thing about being us is we can do either or both!
Let’s come back to her.
Where’s Mom?
She's in the basement with the Reggae Trio from the bar down the street.
Oh, I like those guys, I hope Mom’s being… accommodating.
I told her if she’s good I’ll give her a five minutes break before the main event..
The others all get here?
Yep, even Grandma made it.
Look at her! She looks amazing, doesn’t she?
Yea, but I think she could take another 20 or 30 with the bull-whip.
What do you think, Grandma?
Grandma: Whatever you wish...
Now there’s a girl who puts her heart into things.
Even got a Tramp Stamp just for us.
My god, Aunt Collette, you’re magnificent!
Nobody takes a whipping like you!
There was never a woman who looked better with whip-marks than without!
Is that Helga the housekeeper? Looking good, Helga!
(Whisper: Will she be okay?)
I dunno, she blacked out two or three times. She overdid it a little...
She overdid it? How many times did you hit her? And with what?
All right, I got a little carried away, you know me and breasts.
Anyhow, Helga has a big family to support, so she
has no choice, she accepts anything we do to her.
I think I gave her about 100 strokes with the metal-tipped flogger.
Wait fifteen minutes for her to surface then give her another hundred.
Another hundred? You sure she can take 200? I don't feel like
coughing up for another secret funeral so soon after the last one.
Call it an experiment. Start again, give her a fresh two hundred,
That'll be 300 spread over an hour, see how she takes to it.
If she survives, we'll up the dosage next time, three, four, five hundred!
Why not? I wanna see those breasts cut to shreds!
Mom! It’s time. Lets go! Beautiful welts, huh?
I’ve done better. Lock her in the frame.
Mom: Please, Alex, please Benjamin! NO MORE!!
Oh, be quiet, Mom. “No more?” We’re just getting started!
I invited a friend of yours to stop by tonight. Remember the Doctor?
Mom: Oh, dear god!
Fifty full-force slashes with a riding crop across your breasts! Remember?
We had to throw pails of water over you to keep you conscious!
The Dr's bringing a new toy he wants to try out on
your newly-healed breasts. It's a metal-chain flogger.
We had to throw pails of water over you to keep you conscious!
The Dr's bringing a new toy he wants to try out on
your newly-healed breasts. It's a metal-chain flogger.
Mom: Oh, god, no! Please!
The cutest thing you ever saw. It has these little sharpened hooks
at the ends of the chains! But don't worry, he's also bringing
a couple of pints of your blood from the last time you guys met.
He anticipates he may have to transfuse you and we don't want to rush things.
No, we would like this experiment to last a long time.
The cutest thing you ever saw. It has these little sharpened hooks
at the ends of the chains! But don't worry, he's also bringing
a couple of pints of your blood from the last time you guys met.
He anticipates he may have to transfuse you and we don't want to rush things.
No, we would like this experiment to last a long time.
Mom: Oh, god, no! Please! No! I’ll do anything!
(Alex & Ben together):
ANYTHING??
(Alex & Ben together):
ANYTHING??
To Be Continued
Ego Stipes Ergo Sum
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