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maumau59 said:
SCREAMS AND BROKEN BONES

Catherine’s torture continued for many hours, always under the watchful eye of Countess Charlotte and her husband the Count. The poor woman’s screams were more and more like animal howls, they had almost nothing human about them. The noise of each blow was that of bones shattering, breaking under the fury of the force that Bruno applied to the iron bar. Her arms and legs were broken in several places, her knees, her pelvis, her shoulders, the backs of her feet, and as promised, her breasts were also crushed with multiple blows, reduced to a bloody pulp. In the meantime, Gaspard continued incessantly to burn the few parts of the condemned woman’s body that had not yet been burned, and even those that had already been burned. Her nipples were torn off with red-hot pincers. Justine, who was watching Catherine’s massacre with a smile, touched her face with a bullwhip she had, whispering softly, “They’ll stop hitting you soon, bitch, don’t worry. Then we will tied you on the wheel but maybe you will like a few whiplash on your many wounds…”

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I love it. Serious torture going on for our entertainment. Well done Sir. :devil2:
 
I hope that after the torture by Justine, Catherine's pussy still has enough pain sensitivity to be able to really enjoy the iron, red-hot glowing, spiked devil dildo that Justine will push into her vagina at the end...
 
The terrible injustice, the unbearable agony, the unending cruelty and suffering. And yet still I live? Knowing that I am condemned and will die at these evil torturers hands… even as I beg for mercy, even after they tore my right hand from my body, even as they nail my bloody stump to the x cross before the breaking… despite the severe unjust agony, I am betrayed by my inner self. I am so ashamed, and yet that shame drives my intense arousal almost as much as the insufferable unending pain! Oh ghod, the pain! Please more!!

“Oh please, please, I will do anything, make me your slave, but please please have mercy?”

Another hot pincer burns my flesh….

“AaaaaaaAAaaaiiiiiyyyyaaaaaaaarrrrggh!”

A steel rod hammers me, breaking bone!

“Oh please, mistress, have mercy?”

I rub myself against the hot torture brand/dildo as it touches my crotch

“Aaaaoooooowweee mmmmmmm oooohhh mmmmmm, rape me??? Please don’t stop???”

I become my secret hearts desire, I didn’t know just how depraved I truly was, even my dirtiest fantasy never went half so far… yet here I was, ready to beg for harsher cruelty. All my life I thought I’d wanted to be treated rough, but as my doom approached I learned my destiny, my only path to the salvation of pleasure, was surrendering to unspeakable agony and even death. All I wanted now was to be your torture slave, condemned to die slowly under your unlimited cruelty….

“Oh please, I beg you, kill me slowly, I beg???”
 
Loinclothslave said:
The terrible injustice, the unbearable agony, the unending cruelty and suffering. And yet still I live? Knowing that I am condemned and will die at these evil torturers hands… even as I beg for mercy, even after they tore my right hand from my body, even as they nail my bloody stump to the x cross before the breaking… despite the severe unjust agony, I am betrayed by my inner self. I am so ashamed, and yet that shame drives my intense arousal almost as much as the insufferable unending pain! Oh ghod, the pain! Please more!!

“Oh please, please, I will do anything, make me your slave, but please please have mercy?”

Another hot pincer burns my flesh….

“AaaaaaaAAaaaiiiiiyyyyaaaaaaaarrrrggh!”

A steel rod hammers me, breaking bone!

“Oh please, mistress, have mercy?”

I rub myself against the hot torture brand/dildo as it touches my crotch

“Aaaaoooooowweee mmmmmmm oooohhh mmmmmm, rape me??? Please don’t stop???”

I become my secret hearts desire, I didn’t know just how depraved I truly was, even my dirtiest fantasy never went half so far… yet here I was, ready to beg for harsher cruelty. All my life I thought I’d wanted to be treated rough, but as my doom approached I learned my destiny, my only path to the salvation of pleasure, was surrendering to unspeakable agony and even death. All I wanted now was to be your torture slave, condemned to die slowly under your unlimited cruelty….

“Oh please, I beg you, kill me slowly, I beg???”
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:devil-king: …this masochistic version of Catherine is truly delightful… thanks for giving space to her most sordid thoughts…
 
TOWARDS THE WHEEL

On Catherine’s body fell no less than 40 or 50 blows of the heavy iron bar handled with great skill to cause as much pain as possible without killing, by the fat Bruno. And as many burns, perhaps even more, were inflicted on Catherine by Gaspard. Then, some hours after the massacre began, Countess Charlotte stood up and said in a loud voice “Let the condemned woman now be tied to the Wheel, and left there to die. Justice is done” and walked away with the Count, leaving the Market Square, the place of executions. Gaspard and Bruno untied from the cross that poor body, a mass of blood and broken bones, but still alive, threw her to the ground and dragged her by the arms towards the great wheel. Catherine screamed and Justine smiled. The audience applauded…


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maumau59 said:
TOWARDS THE WHEEL

On Catherine’s body fell no less than 40 or 50 blows of the heavy iron bar handled with great skill to cause as much pain as possible without killing, by the fat Bruno. And as many burns, perhaps even more, were inflicted on Catherine by Gaspard. Then, some hours after the massacre began, Countess Charlotte stood up and said in a loud voice “Let the condemned woman now be tied to the Wheel, and left there to die. Justice is done” and walked away with the Count, leaving the Market Square, the place of executions. Gaspard and Bruno untied from the cross that poor body, a mass of blood and broken bones, but still alive, threw her to the ground and dragged her by the arms towards the great wheel. Catherine screamed and Justine smiled. The audience applauded…


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And now we wait for the crows to do their work... :devil:
 
maumau59 said:
TOWARDS THE WHEEL

On Catherine’s body fell no less than 40 or 50 blows of the heavy iron bar handled with great skill to cause as much pain as possible without killing, by the fat Bruno. And as many burns, perhaps even more, were inflicted on Catherine by Gaspard. Then, some hours after the massacre began, Countess Charlotte stood up and said in a loud voice “Let the condemned woman now be tied to the Wheel, and left there to die. Justice is done” and walked away with the Count, leaving the Market Square, the place of executions. Gaspard and Bruno untied from the cross that poor body, a mass of blood and broken bones, but still alive, threw her to the ground and dragged her by the arms towards the great wheel. Catherine screamed and Justine smiled. The audience applauded…


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I'll be honest: I would applaud also for such impressive work of Bruno!
 
JUSTINE'S LAST GIFT

For Catherine the torture never ended. She was dragged, crawling on the ground, to the great Wheel and there the two men tied her, as required by the terrible rite of Torture, twisting and tearing her broken limbs on the spokes of the Wheel itself. Catherine's screams were very loud, without stopping, and her now formless body was finally tied, ready to be hoisted onto the high pole where she would be food for the crows. But Justine had not finished with her yet: while she was dragged towards the Wheel and while she was being tied, the cruel torturer Justine enjoyed whipping the condemned Catherine, with no less than 20 lashes of her bullwhip. Then looking into the eyes of the poor woman tied, now mad with pain, she said "Poor whore, you have known the abyss of pain and you will die eaten by the crows, up there. I hope you enjoyed it .... But let me give you one last gift” and so saying with a dagger he cut Catherine’s belly vertically, at the height of the navel. Without penetrating inside the belly but deep enough to reveal the innards. “There, now you are ready… you know, crows love to eat the guts of the condemned… and they will certainly like these! Goodbye little whore” and she signaled to Gaspard and Bruno who dismantled the wheel to go and reassemble it on the pole where in a couple of days Catherine would finally die…

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maumau59 said:
JUSTINE'S LAST GIFT

For Catherine the torture never ended. She was dragged, crawling on the ground, to the great Wheel and there the two men tied her, as required by the terrible rite of Torture, twisting and tearing her broken limbs on the spokes of the Wheel itself. Catherine's screams were very loud, without stopping, and her now formless body was finally tied, ready to be hoisted onto the high pole where she would be food for the crows. But Justine had not finished with her yet: while she was dragged towards the Wheel and while she was being tied, the cruel torturer Justine enjoyed whipping the condemned Catherine, with no less than 20 lashes of her bullwhip. Then looking into the eyes of the poor woman tied, now mad with pain, she said "Poor whore, you have known the abyss of pain and you will die eaten by the crows, up there. I hope you enjoyed it .... But let me give you one last gift” and so saying with a dagger he cut Catherine’s belly vertically, at the height of the navel. Without penetrating inside the belly but deep enough to reveal the innards. “There, now you are ready… you know, crows love to eat the guts of the condemned… and they will certainly like these! Goodbye little whore” and she signaled to Gaspard and Bruno who dismantled the wheel to go and reassemble it on the pole where in a couple of days Catherine would finally die…

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Release the crows... ! :buitre:
 
maumau59 said:
THE IRON BAR

Catherine was so fragile, so obscenely exposed to the shame of the public gaze, to the insults. She was half naked, with her loincloth full of blood and excrement, tightly tied to the cross, with her arms and legs open in an X, resting on pieces of wood that would act as supports for the fractures she would have to suffer. In addition, her back was painfully supported by the tip of the pole that held the structure of the cross tilted. The first blow of the iron bar that Bruno inflicted on her was naturally on her right arm, just below the stump. It broke her forearm, causing the bones to come out, while where her hand had been, blood continued to flow. Catherine let out a terrible scream, she had not expected such intense pain. Gaspard meanwhile, on the opposite side, had resumed torturing Catherine's breasts with red-hot pincers full of spikes. The pain was unbearable, and that was the meaning of punishment for those who committed or helped to commit thefts: to die slowly in unspeakable pain. Justine, at the center of the stage, incited her assistants to be more cruel, while the audience applauded and the Counts watched with satisfaction the capital execution…

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The mangled mammaries are priceless
 
The first thing that comes to mind is a flock of black crows feeding on Catherine's destroyed body, but much crueler is the action of a pair of crows feeding their babies in a nearby nest with shreds of Catherine's body. The crows would slowly tear off pieces of meat as in a long and painful Lin-chi. Catherine would feel her slow and painful torture but in fact she would not "see" it, because the first thing the crows would do was tear out her eyes, the most appetizing morsel for their babies.
 
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