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PAIN AND FEAR

“Poor little sweet girl… your soft body is full painful and your beautiful blue eyes are so full of tears of sofference, so full of fear… but you Berta are right to be afraid, little whore, in fact you should be terrified of what you will suffer for the rest of your painful life, full of tortures…” Justine said to Berta, who was trembling in terror before her.
“I see that your memory is struggling to remember where the jewels you stole from the Countess ended up, but I am sure that a little torture will help you remember… and then of course afterwards I will personally take care of your sister too!” Berta’s breasts were pierced by an infinite number of long pins.
One, the longest, pierced both of her tortured breasts and served as a support for a large weight that pulled down the poor girl’s breasts. Her nipples, on the other hand, were pierced by hooks that hung from hooks in the ceiling, and thus pulled upwards those little buttons of so sensitive flesh. But for Justine it was still not enough.
The two men, Gaspard and Bruno, had violently unleashed themselves in Berta’s anus, her pussy had been burned (but not too much, Justine had other in mind to do to Berta’s sweet pussy on other days) with the flame of the candle.
But now the cheeks of the young thief were pierced by long pins that passed through her mouth, which she kept open and with her tongue hanging out and in the tongue was inserted another hook that also hung with a chain (like the ones inserted in the nipples) from a hook in the ceiling.
Berta moaned in pain and you could barely understand an almost whispered “MMMHHHNNNOOO”
In addition to the blood on her tits, nipples and cheeks, a lot of saliva was coming out of her mouth and dripping onto her chest.
(Berta would never have imagined that such horrible tortures could be inflicted on a woman, and then by a female torturer... and she was the tortured girl!! …and it was only the second day of her punishment…)
As Justine continued her work with passion and cruelty, she smiled mockingly at her young sweet blondie victim, to whom she loved to inflict pain…..

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BICE'S TURN

While Berta suffered hell on earth at the hands of Justine, the Mistress of Pain, Gaspard went to get Bice. She had been in the cell for over 24 hours, tied up and lying crying on a bed of straw. They had let her rest for too long, now it was her turn to suffer more torture. "Come on, bitch, I'll hurt you so much..." and he burst into a hearty laugh, while dragging Bice by her hair on the cold floor of the dungeon...

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PAIN AND FEAR

“Poor little sweet girl… your soft body is full painful and your beautiful blue eyes are so full of tears of sofference, so full of fear… but you Berta are right to be afraid, little whore, in fact you should be terrified of what you will suffer for the rest of your painful life, full of tortures…” Justine said to Berta, who was trembling in terror before her.
“I see that your memory is struggling to remember where the jewels you stole from the Countess ended up, but I am sure that a little torture will help you remember… and then of course afterwards I will personally take care of your sister too!” Berta’s breasts were pierced by an infinite number of long pins.
One, the longest, pierced both of her tortured breasts and served as a support for a large weight that pulled down the poor girl’s breasts. Her nipples, on the other hand, were pierced by hooks that hung from hooks in the ceiling, and thus pulled upwards those little buttons of so sensitive flesh. But for Justine it was still not enough.
The two men, Gaspard and Bruno, had violently unleashed themselves in Berta’s anus, her pussy had been burned (but not too much, Justine had other in mind to do to Berta’s sweet pussy on other days) with the flame of the candle.
But now the cheeks of the young thief were pierced by long pins that passed through her mouth, which she kept open and with her tongue hanging out and in the tongue was inserted another hook that also hung with a chain (like the ones inserted in the nipples) from a hook in the ceiling.
Berta moaned in pain and you could barely understand an almost whispered “MMMHHHNNNOOO”
In addition to the blood on her tits, nipples and cheeks, a lot of saliva was coming out of her mouth and dripping onto her chest.
(Berta would never have imagined that such horrible tortures could be inflicted on a woman, and then by a female torturer... and she was the tortured girl!! …and it was only the second day of her punishment…)
As Justine continued her work with passion and cruelty, she smiled mockingly at her young sweet blondie victim, to whom she loved to inflict pain…..

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I love skewers, especially one through the cheeks. Just lovely.
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Nice work and thanks for sharing.
 
WITHOUT MERCY

Bice was dragged by Berta, who was still being tortured. She was made to kneel before Justine, who was brandishing pins like swords. Behind her were Gaspard and Bruno (the latter holding a multi-tailed whip). Bice saw what they had done and were doing to her sister, and was petrified with horror. Berta was covered in pins, hooks, weights, she had irons planted everywhere, even in her navel. And a weight attached with a hook to the lips of her torn pussy. She could not even scream or moan anymore, only the expression in her eyes showed all the pain that was coursing through her young body. "Welcome thief, as you can see we take care of your little sister..." said Justine. “You see, I asked her many times if she knew where the jewels you stole from the countess had ended up, and she always said she didn't know…” she smiled at Bice “…and with the suffering I inflicted on her, I know she was sincere. Of course this won't save her from torture, in fact Bruno is ready to whip her bloody” “No please!” Bice shouted at Justine “my sister doesn't know anything.... I'm the one who knows where those damned jewels are…” “Oh good! Then she was telling the truth... Bruno will whip her even harder!” then turning to Gaspard talking about Bice still kneeling in front of her “Take care of this slut, give her your cock everywhere, then we'll start torturing her too!” “Noooo.... mercy!!” but for them there was no mercy

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MORE PAIN

“Look how your little sister is suffering… I crushed her nipples and pierced her tits… and now Bruno is going to make her dance a little on the wooden pony! Do you hear how she screams?” Justine said to Bice, while she was watching Berta lost in her hell of torture. “Now let’s take care of your flesh, whore. I see that Gaspard has already whipped you and has stuck weights with hooks in your nipples… good! Now I’ll hang more all over your body, so you can have more fun too!” and between one whip and another Justine and Gaspard filled Bice with heavy metal balls stuck with hooks deep into her flesh. The pain that the two sisters were suffering was unbearable but immobilized in their positions they could not escape the imagination of their torturers. The last thing that both of them suffered, before passing out and having a little peace, was when their ankles were weighed down with large and heavy metal spheres. Both of them let out a final, horrifying scream and fainted. The three executioners left the girls like that, not even caring if they were still alive, and went away. The first (only the first) day of punishment was over, with the greatest possible pain…


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As always, lovely! Your drawing reminds me of a drawing of a torturing I made a long time ago.

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WITHOUT MERCY

Bice was dragged by Berta, who was still being tortured. She was made to kneel before Justine, who was brandishing pins like swords. Behind her were Gaspard and Bruno (the latter holding a multi-tailed whip). Bice saw what they had done and were doing to her sister, and was petrified with horror. Berta was covered in pins, hooks, weights, she had irons planted everywhere, even in her navel. And a weight attached with a hook to the lips of her torn pussy. She could not even scream or moan anymore, only the expression in her eyes showed all the pain that was coursing through her young body. "Welcome thief, as you can see we take care of your little sister..." said Justine. “You see, I asked her many times if she knew where the jewels you stole from the countess had ended up, and she always said she didn't know…” she smiled at Bice “…and with the suffering I inflicted on her, I know she was sincere. Of course this won't save her from torture, in fact Bruno is ready to whip her bloody” “No please!” Bice shouted at Justine “my sister doesn't know anything.... I'm the one who knows where those damned jewels are…” “Oh good! Then she was telling the truth... Bruno will whip her even harder!” then turning to Gaspard talking about Bice still kneeling in front of her “Take care of this slut, give her your cock everywhere, then we'll start torturing her too!” “Noooo.... mercy!!” but for them there was no mercy

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Without mercy...? That's the understatement of the month! Thank you Maumau, lovely work you made the past two weeks!
 
PLEASURE FOR BICE

“Dear and sweet Bice, did you see how much fun your little sister had?” Justine smiled, looking Bice in the eyes. “She knows nothing about the jewels, nothing! Stop torturing her!” Bice shouted. “We’ll see, for now we’ll stop torturing her just because she’s already fainted several times and doesn’t even understand where she is now. Get that little slut out of there and take her to the cell!” and while Gaspard and Bruno carried out Justine’s orders, she suddenly turned to Bice and asked her “Where are the jewels you stole from the Countess, you dirty sisters thieves?” “They’re gone, I lost them when we ran away… I swear they were in a bag and disappeared! But I had them, my sister never knew anything about them!” “Of course, of course - Justine smiled mockingly - they’re lost… it means that today I’ll give you some special pleasure to revive your memory, slut!” Bice was tied up and forced to sit on the Juda’s Cradle with her pussy pierced by the instrument. Her tits were tightly tied together until they became purple, her nipples pulled up with hooks planted in the flesh. Then with cruel slowness, while Bruno entered Bice’s ass with his big cock, Justine and Gaspard began to torture poor Bice with sharp red-hot irons, insisting on the most intimate delicate and painful parts. This was the pleasure that Justine wanted to give to the girl thief, who screamed non-stop forced to all those humiliations and tortures…


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RED HOT IRONS

"You'll see that you'll remember where and when you lost the stolen jewels, whore... there's nothing like torture to bring back memories!" Justine said as she violently tore the hooks from Bice's nipples, who screamed in despair. "Please believe me... AAAHHH... I swear I lost them... NOOOO MY GOD NOOO...." Bice managed to speak between one torture and another, still sitting with her pussy pierced by the Juda's Cradle and with Gaspard and Bruno burning her flesh with red-hot irons. Now with red-hot pincers they were tormenting her nipples, already wounded. Justine was behind her, at her back, and whispered to her "I saw that you liked what both Gaspard and Bruno did to your beautiful little ass... now let me have some fun... you'll like it, you'll see, sweet Bice" and while he was saying this, smiling at her, he showed her a cylindrical metal object, very large and long, full of nails... "NOOOOO!!! PLEASE DON'T DO IT... AAAHHH!!!!" were Bice's last words before passing out

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RED HOT IRONS

"You'll see that you'll remember where and when you lost the stolen jewels, whore... there's nothing like torture to bring back memories!" Justine said as she violently tore the hooks from Bice's nipples, who screamed in despair. "Please believe me... AAAHHH... I swear I lost them... NOOOO MY GOD NOOO...." Bice managed to speak between one torture and another, still sitting with her pussy pierced by the Juda's Cradle and with Gaspard and Bruno burning her flesh with red-hot irons. Now with red-hot pincers they were tormenting her nipples, already wounded. Justine was behind her, at her back, and whispered to her "I saw that you liked what both Gaspard and Bruno did to your beautiful little ass... now let me have some fun... you'll like it, you'll see, sweet Bice" and while he was saying this, smiling at her, he showed her a cylindrical metal object, very large and long, full of nails... "NOOOOO!!! PLEASE DON'T DO IT... AAAHHH!!!!" were Bice's last words before passing out

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The panic in her eyes, the smoke coming of her burned breasts... Fantastic, Maumau!
 
JUSTINE'S INVENTION

“Poor girl, the red-hot irons hurt a lot, don’t they?” Justine asked Bice ironically. “But I see that your memory is not right, so I will make you try a new game, darling, a game that I invented to torture stubborn girls like you” then she turned to the two torturers “Untie her and take her down from the Juda’s Cradle, now we will use Justine’s Hooks on her!” and she showed Bice a huge metal hook tied to a long chain that was connected to a pulley. “I’ll explain what it is: I had the blacksmith make two large hooks, one of which is inserted into your pussy and the other into your ass. Then with the chains the hooks are pulled in opposite directions… imagine what you will feel inside you…” and she laughed loudly while Bice begged for mercy “Oh I forgot, while you try my hooks I will whip you on your burns”….

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THE HOOKS INSIDE HER

And so they did. They chained Bice with her arms up and her feet touching the cold floor. Then the two large hooks were inserted into the woman's two already sore holes. With inhuman screams the chains were pulled and Bice felt herself being torn apart, while blood and piss ran down her thighs... "I see you like it, whore! It's a nice game, isn't it?" Justine said to Bice who was writhing with her ass and pussy torn by those horrible hooks. And as she had promised, Justine began to whip the poor victim with all her strength, especially on her tits already full of burns... "Where are the jewels, thief? I swear I'll split you in half if you don't talk!! and I'll start torturing your little sister again!!”

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SCREAM GIRL

The chains were getting tighter and tighter, the two huge hooks were making their way into Bice's most intimate parts. The most painful ones obviously, if treated with that cruel torture. Bice screamed non-stop, while Justine was telling her "Scream girl! Scream all your horrible pain... look now you can see the hooks pushing... one in your belly the other in your back!!" and while she was saying these words she was pointing with her finger to the area of the bulge that had appeared on Bice's belly... Behind the tortured girl's back Gaspard didn't stop moving the hook planted in the poor girl's ass back and forth. "AAAHHHHH.... ENOUGH.... I FEEL MYSELF BEING OPENED IN HALF.... ENOUGH... AAAAHHHH" she was screaming but they didn't stop. On the contrary Justine was mercilessly whipping her tits with a large whip... “The jewels, bitch, tell me where the jewels are!!”

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SALT FOR YOUR WOUNDS

“Now let’s play a new game, sweet Bice” Justine said, absenting herself for a moment, while the poor girl screamed, torn apart by the hooks inside her pussy and anus. After a few minutes she returned with a jute bag on which SEL was embroidered in clear letters, which in French means Salt. “Now I’ll make you have fun” and while she was saying this, smiling at her, she took a handful of salt from the bag and spread it on one of the tortured women’s breasts, taking care to insert the grains inside the wounds of the burns, especially on the nipple. It was as if Bice had felt another whiplash: the burning and the pain were now unbearable. “NOOOOO!! …MERCY, MISTRESS…. AAAAHHH…. IT BURNS!!!” the unfortunate girl screamed, wriggling and thus increasing the dilation of her holes penetrated by the hooks. “It burns, doesn’t it? You know little whore just tell me where the jewels are that you and your sister stole and I will free you from those hooks planted inside you and I will stop making you suffer…”

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SALT FOR YOUR WOUNDS

“Now let’s play a new game, sweet Bice” Justine said, absenting herself for a moment, while the poor girl screamed, torn apart by the hooks inside her pussy and anus. After a few minutes she returned with a jute bag on which SEL was embroidered in clear letters, which in French means Salt. “Now I’ll make you have fun” and while she was saying this, smiling at her, she took a handful of salt from the bag and spread it on one of the tortured women’s breasts, taking care to insert the grains inside the wounds of the burns, especially on the nipple. It was as if Bice had felt another whiplash: the burning and the pain were now unbearable. “NOOOOO!! …MERCY, MISTRESS…. AAAAHHH…. IT BURNS!!!” the unfortunate girl screamed, wriggling and thus increasing the dilation of her holes penetrated by the hooks. “It burns, doesn’t it? You know little whore just tell me where the jewels are that you and your sister stole and I will free you from those hooks planted inside you and I will stop making you suffer…”

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It's a well-known fact that salt is good for healing wounds...! :devil:
 
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