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PUSSY WHIPPING

After experiencing the burns of the hot irons (not too many in truth, Jacques did not want to hurt the tortured woman too much) Anna was chained in an X position but with her feet up and her arms down. Armed with the usual large whip (each lash was a hammer blow on the flesh of the unfortunate young woman) Jacques began to whip her for a very long time, and this time, thanks to the spread-legged position, the part that was whipped the most was Anna's soft pussy, which screamed like a madwoman without stopping. Jacques enjoyed it a lot, and every now and then, between one lash and another, he went to slap the Baroness's sex. Her pussy was so hot, red and bloody...

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THE INFAMOUS BRANDS

The days of imprisonment and torture continued without stopping for Anna, who had confessed to having betrayed the King but her confession was not enough to stop the torments, because it was considered too generic and substantially false. The poor woman was therefore tortured without mercy, in search of a truth that did not exist, since it was the result of the plot of Louise and the other noblewomen of Versailles. Speaking of Louise, she learned that Jacques had received the order directly from Louis XIV to brand the condemned woman. Louise would not have missed the terrible torture of the brand of infamy for anything in the world, and with the fastest carriage there was she rushed to the Louvre Palace, where Anna was locked up in the deepest and most fetid dungeons. She arrived on time (she had had Jacques given money to wait for her) and entered the torture room where Anna was chained sitting on the wooden pony full of nails that hurt her pussy. She was chained by the collar to the ceiling and with her hands behind her. She was crying desperately and did not even notice Louise's arrival. Jacques was next to her and had a brazier with red-hot irons with which he would brand her. And so he did: on her left breast he carved a large "T" which indicated that she was a woman who was a traitor to her country, and on her left shoulder he carved the "Lily of France" symbolizing that the bearer of that brand was a whore. Enjoying the poor girl's atrocious screams, Louise approached the victim and whispered "You scream like a little pig... you suffer, darling, you will still have so much to suffer..." and laughing she made herself comfortable to watch what Jacques would do to Anna.

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THE CRUEL LOUISE

One day, Anna was chained by Jacques standing in the middle of the torture chamber. The poor girl, exhausted and wounded, expected more torture, or certainly a considerable series of whippings. Instead, Jacques said to her: "Anna, today I will not be the one to make you suffer... someone has paid to be able to enjoy torturing you. Enjoy yourself, I think you will miss me, little whore..." and with a spank on Anna's soft bottom he left, leaving her alone, desperate and terrified. After a while, a man dressed as a musketeer appeared in the darkness of the torture chamber. Anna could only glimpse him in the dim light. Was this her new tormentor? This musketeer? But who was he? Then the man slowly approached and so Anna could realize with horror that he was not a man at all, it was a woman dressed as a man, and that woman was Louise, her enemy. "Good morning Anna, you know I was tired of seeing Jacques hurt you... now I'm going to hurt you!!" and while she spoke to her victim who only whispered "no, please, no..." Louise took off her musketeer clothes, threw away her plumed hat, took off her gloves, jacket and shirt, remaining half naked with her breasts exposed in front of Anna, with only her tight pants on her beautiful legs and her boots. And she let down her thick black hair, now without a wig. "I've wanted to torture a woman for a long time... I like the idea... and who better than me, sweet Anna, to make you scream for hours and hours? You know I paid a lot for this pleasure, but I think it will be worth it!" And she took two pliers and began to torment the pussy and tits of the tortured girl. Without mercy.

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ANNA AND HER CRUEL FEMALE MUSKETEER

“NOOO… I DON’T WANT TO BE TORTURED BY YOU…. AAAAAAHHHHHH LEAVE ME ALONE!! MERCY… HAVE MERCY!!” Anna screamed as Louise tightened the clamps on her nipples and her clitoris, squeezing them, pulling them, hurting them… but the mercy that Anna was begging for never came. In fact, after a bit of that atrocious torture on the most delicate parts of her femininity, Anna saw Louise take the bullwhip so loved by Jacques. Louise, the fake musketeer, visibly sexually excited, stood behind the condemned and said to her, in a loud and clear voice: “In the name of the King, you will receive 100 lashes on the back, then I will experience on you the delights of Judas Cradle. We will spend so much time together, my little dirty whore, and you will regret being born, you will feel so much pain... You will see, you will miss Jacques' tortures, sweet Anna!” ... and she began to whip her, and with each stroke Louise's lush chest swelled with pleasure “After you have suffered a hell of torture you will have to satisfy my desires Anna, my pussy is hungry for your sweet tongue!” and while she anticipated the tortured girl who would suffer the next humiliation, the female musketeer slowly resumed whipping Anna's entire bottom, leaving at least a minute to pass between one lash and the next to amplify the time and the pain of the punishment...

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ANNA YOU ARE MY SLAVE

After having inflicted on Anna about forty lashes, all brutal and with the heavy bullwhip used by Jacques, Louise realized that Anna would probably not survive 100 lashes, and also that she, the executioner, was tired. Although Louise was strong and muscular (a strong, almost masculine musculature despite being very beautiful and feminine) she did not have the strength of Jacques, and her arms hurt from the effort of whipping Anna, her rival (now reduced to a bag of bloody flesh). So she decided to torture the poor girl in another way. She forced her to sit on the pyramid of the Judas Cradle, with her ass open and bleeding. "Do you like the feeling of your little ass full, darling? Maybe you preferred men to this painful instrument..." Louise said laughing to Anna who was writhing. Along her back, on her ass and on her thighs were clearly visible the lashes she had received. Then Louise approached Anna, terrified of having to suffer new torments. “Anna, you are my slave, you understand that, right? Now lick my tits, and do it with passion, slut!” Anna had never had sex with women and it disgusted her a little, but in order to suffer a little less she obeyed her Mistress. “Good, your tongue is warm and wet on my nipples… you deserve a reward: now you will try the Pear of Anguish in your sweet little pussy. You will enjoy it, when I open it all up inside you!!” “NOOOOO!!! I will do anything you please… that thing will drive me crazy… it will kill me…” “Yes, it will definitely drive you crazy, but don’t worry, you will not die, little slave… I will torture you for a long time to come!” and saying this she showed her the horrible instrument that would be inserted into her sex.

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ANNA YOU ARE MY SLAVE

After having inflicted on Anna about forty lashes, all brutal and with the heavy bullwhip used by Jacques, Louise realized that Anna would probably not survive 100 lashes, and also that she, the executioner, was tired. Although Louise was strong and muscular (a strong, almost masculine musculature despite being very beautiful and feminine) she did not have the strength of Jacques, and her arms hurt from the effort of whipping Anna, her rival (now reduced to a bag of bloody flesh). So she decided to torture the poor girl in another way. She forced her to sit on the pyramid of the Judas Cradle, with her ass open and bleeding. "Do you like the feeling of your little ass full, darling? Maybe you preferred men to this painful instrument..." Louise said laughing to Anna who was writhing. Along her back, on her ass and on her thighs were clearly visible the lashes she had received. Then Louise approached Anna, terrified of having to suffer new torments. “Anna, you are my slave, you understand that, right? Now lick my tits, and do it with passion, slut!” Anna had never had sex with women and it disgusted her a little, but in order to suffer a little less she obeyed her Mistress. “Good, your tongue is warm and wet on my nipples… you deserve a reward: now you will try the Pear of Anguish in your sweet little pussy. You will enjoy it, when I open it all up inside you!!” “NOOOOO!!! I will do anything you please… that thing will drive me crazy… it will kill me…” “Yes, it will definitely drive you crazy, but don’t worry, you will not die, little slave… I will torture you for a long time to come!” and saying this she showed her the horrible instrument that would be inserted into her sex.

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FOR YOUR PLEASURE

“Anna, my sweet slave, I will make you experience many types of pain that you can’t even imagine can be inflicted on a woman. Jacques is a man and men are always brutal in torturing females, but I’m a woman and I will be much more cruel and refined, I assure you, little whore…. I know well where and how to inflict the most atrocious torments to drive you crazy!!” and laughing he approached the poor girl sitting with her anus on the Judas Cradle, with her arms in the strappado position and her legs painfully open, waiting for further torture. Anna’s back was full of whip marks, and on her shoulder and left breast were clearly visible the purple marks of infamy, the Lily of France and the “T” for traitor, branded with fire. Every little movement increased the pain in every part of Anna’s body. When Louise got tired of Anna licking her tits, she showed her the open Pear of Anguish that would soon be inserted into the doomed woman's sex. "NOOOOO please it's huge.... it will tear me apart!!" "Your pussy is designed to take objects and cocks much bigger than this, dear Anna... it will fill you up good when I open it all up inside you, for your pleasure..." "NOOOO, MY GOD, FOR MERCY!!!" ...mercy was not an option, in fact Louise was thinking of warming the instrument with the flame of a candle while it was planted in the soft mucous membranes of poor Anna...

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SWEET GIRL, I WILL FEED ON YOUR INFINITE PAIN…

Louise took Anna off the horrible instrument of the Judas Cradle, only to have her sit on a pole filled with long nails that penetrated very deeply into her already torn and bleeding anus. “NOOOO!! please… please… AAAHHH!!!” screamed poor Anna, writhing, as inch by inch, needle by needle, the pole entered her tortured ass, and blood dripped down the pole. Her legs were tied to the pole, while her arms remained in the strappado position. A river of tears flowed from the poor girl’s eyes, and from her mouth, wide open in her screams, dripped drool and saliva mixed with blood. Louise looked Anna in the eyes and spoke thus: “My sweet Anna, I want to feed on your pain, suck your suffering… that will never end. You will suffer atrociously, my little slut, in every part of your naked body, which is only my property. You are just a slave to be punished, I am your Mistress who will carry out the punishment... Are you happy with the time we will spend together?" And she laughed. Then she gave the tortured woman something to drink, before starting to insert the Pear of Anguish still closed into the condemned's pussy, but then once inside her pussy she would open it in her belly. "NOOOOOO PLEASE THIS NOOOOO FOR MERCY AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" but Anna could scream as much as she wanted but she couldn't move, immobilized as she was.

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THE OPEN PEAR IN YOUR PUSSY

“NOOOO…. MY GOD NOOOO….. I FEEL IT INSIDE ME….. I FEEL IT OPENING…. AAAAAAHHHHHH NO PLEASE DON’T DO IT!! AAAAAAAHHHHHH NOOOOO!!!” Anna screamed all her horrible torment while Louise with extreme exasperating slowness opened the Pear of Anguish inside her victim’s pussy. Rivulets of blood came out of the woman’s sex, which in addition to having her anus impaled and pierced by nails was now being opened more and more in her pussy. Louise didn’t miss a single scream, a plea from Anna. While she opened the jaws of the horrible instrument with the screw, and enjoyed the spectacle of Anna’s sex increasingly wide open, torn, wounded. Anna felt the pain of childbirth, but unfortunately for her nothing was supposed to come out of her pussy, except blood and urine. And so much, so much pain. Endless. At one point Anna fainted, but that didn't stop Louise, her tormentor... she pulled the Pear out of her pussy, brought her to her senses, but only to start stretching Anna's pussy out of all proportion again "Come on sweet girl, your pussy at the end of this day will be ready to receive the horses' cocks, aren't you happy? You've always liked cocks, slut, so I'll give you a gift!" And Louise laughed as she admired the horror and pain in the eyes of the woman she had so atrociously tortured... and heard happy her horrible screams!

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A WARM FEELING

“Oh little one, but you are shaking! Are you cold my sweet whore?” Louise said to Anna who on the pole was actually shaking from the pain she had suffered. Her Mistress had opened the Pear of Anguish to the maximum inside her pussy, which was now completely wide open. Only the knob and the screw of the Pear were coming out of Anna's sex, the rest of the torture instrument was stuck, open, inside her belly. “AAAAAHHHH ENOUGH ENOUGH PLEASE FREE ME ENOUGH….” the tortured woman begged in vain “But how come sweetness, we have just started and you are already tired? Now I will give you some heat, you will see that you will feel better” and Louise laughingly brought the flame of a large candle she was holding in her hand closer to the knob of the Pear, slowly heating it, until it became really very hot. Obviously the heat spread to the whole metal instrument, with the horrible effect of burning the inside of Anna's pussy. “NOOOOOOO!!! MY GOD IT BURNS!!! ENOUGH ENOUGH I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE.... AAAAAAHHHHH!! MERCY” Louise enjoyed hearing her slave's pleas, and took care to heat the instrument without making it incandescent. She wanted Anna to suffer, but for a long time. Then she said to her “Now that you're a little warmed up we'll play with the pins in your tits, little slave. Are you happy? A game that will amuse you, you'll see…” and she showed her about twenty long and sharp skewers that she held in the other hand, while she continued to heat the Pear with the candle, amid Anna's desperate screams and her cries

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LET'S PLAY WITH NEEDLES

“Now that your pussy is warmer, let's play another game, my little whore?” said Louise, looking straight into her victim's eyes. “Of course you agree! Do you have anything else to do, besides finding out the limit of how much pain you can still bear?!?” and she laughed in Anna's face, while she twisted her nipple with her fingers and stuck a long needle into her flesh, from side to side. “AAAAAAHHHHHH!! …my God, help me… make me die…” “No Anna, you will die when the King wants, not when you want! And in any case, your public execution will surely be extremely painful and extremely humiliating” said Louise. “AAAAAHHHH!!! Enough, enough…. Why do you hate me so Louise? I didn't do anything to you… NOOOOO!!! AAAAAHHHH!!!! Enough, please… we were friends…. AAAAAHHHH HAVE MERCY, PLEASE!!” Anna pleaded as the skewers pierced her breasts and nipples. This new torture was terrible, but it was above all the certainty that the torments would continue for who knows how long that terrified Anna. “Yes, darling, you and I were friends… But then you wanted to try to become the King’s favorite, you excluded one by one all of us who lay with the King, satisfying his whims” said Louise as she continued to stick new long needles into Anna’s flesh “If you had been smart you wouldn’t be in this situation… Is it possible that you haven’t understood that the Sun King is too much for one woman alone? There will never be a “favorite” for him, only lovers to whom he will give honor and gifts but not power. And you, Anna, will never return alive to Versailles… you are reduced to the rank of a criminal, you are suspected of being a Spanish spy and perhaps of attempting to kill the King… Do you think you could ever be the King’s favorite?!? …you stink, you are dirty and you are covered in bruises and wounds, you are not very attractive anymore my sweet darling girl… but you and I will be able to spend a lot more time together!” said Louise sarcastically “NOOOO!!! I don't want to… I'm innocent…. AAAAHHHHH!!!” screamed Anna as she experienced new inhuman sufferings

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THE NICHE

Louise tortured Anna for a long time with the long needles. She pierced the poor girl's breasts and nipples several times, as she writhed in the grip of a thousand pains spread throughout her body... Then Louise, tired of all those screams and pleas, a little bored because she had no new ideas of torments to inflict on her little slave, called Jacques the executioner to untie Anna. It was now sunset and a whole day of pain had passed for the young victim. "Darling, my sweetest beloved little whore, now I will find you a comfortable place to stay for a few days. You know, I have to go back to Versailles and you will have to wait for me here for new pleasant games... Wait for me Anna, dirty slave, I have many things in mind to drive you crazy with pain, without ever putting an end to your suffering!" and then, while Anna was crying softly, exhausted by the torture and with terror by this threat, Louise said to Jacques: “take her off the pole, take the Pear of Anguish out of her pussy but leave a few skewers in her tits, navel and pussy. She must feel pain. Then take her to the Niche! I am sure she will certainly like it…” and both Louise and Jacques laughed heartily. The Niche was exactly what the name said: a kind of narrow recess built in the middle of a wall, the narrowest and most suffocating of the dungeons. It was narrow, deep, damp and cold. It was a cell, even if it had no bars. The victim who reached the Niche was no longer able to rebel, just like poor Anna, and the bars were of no use. Anna was chained by her thumbs at the top and by her big toes at the bottom, but without the possibility of touching the floor of the dungeon, thus locked in that narrow crack. The Niche was itself another system of torture. “I’ll be away for a few days, two or three,” Louise told Jacques, “you make sure she’s still alive, give her piss to drink and excrement to eat, but don’t torture her… the Niche is punishment enough. Then when I come back we’ll have some more fun with her… Do you understand? Make sure she’s alive when I come back!!” “Yes of course Countess, it will be done!” “And don’t use her, there will be time to do it. Now her anus and her pussy need to rest!!” Then Louise dressed as a musketeer and before leaving she gave Anna a kiss on her chapped lips “Wait for me my little whore, I’ll be back soon to have fun with your flesh” and left her tied up in the Niche with needles piercing the most sensitive parts of her body.
Anna watched Louise leave, in the dim light of the dungeons barely lit by the torches that were going out, and she cried for a long time, until tiredness won over despair and she finally managed to sleep for a few hours.

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