Part 7
After a while, the flames fainted, a cinder of hot burning coals was created. The pain I felt was unbearable, so terrible that I prayed to God that no other human being would ever experience such a fate, not even my own executioners. However, they wanted to continue torturing me and there was nothing I could do. My voice was over, I may even have injured my vocal cords. With every breath I took, everything inside me hurt. Every inch of my body was suffering terribly. The executioners set up two Y-shaped uprights at both ends of the pit. Now I knew why they had prepared the fire.
I stared at the burning coals. I whispered incomprehensible words, nobody could understand what I was saying. I felt someone grab my legs and stick them to the stake. The other one grabbed a big rusty nail and a hammer. He touched it to my ankle, just above the ankle bone and with two powerful strikes of the hammer * CRACK * CRACK penetrated my bone and nailed my feet to the wood. The nail came in from the ankle of the right foot and came out of the left achilles tendon, the nail was big enough so it could hold both my feet together and still. The pain from the nailing of my legs made me shiver and I started to tremble in shock, but I didn't shout, now I was just a carcass on a huge wooden third leg, I couldn't react to whatever they did. The crowd was watching in ecstasy.
My assistants tied my hands in my back, behind the stake. All these jerky movements made my terrible torment even worse, every time they moved me the pain became so unbearable that I was about to faint. The executioner took a metallic skewer that had been deposited in the fire while I was being tied up. He picked it up and it was red-hot, he approached me, he looked into my goggled, swollen and crying eyes. For a moment my gaze met his cruel apathetic cold look, and then it fell into the void again. He started piercing my tits, he put the skewer on the outside of my left breast, slowly began to push it into the soft flesh until he took it out. The pain, the smell of the burnt flesh and the agony I felt made me pass out.
When I opened my eyes I realized that the process was not over, obviously the torturer was waiting for me to recover consciousness in order to pierce my other breast. As he did. I passed out again.
When I opened my eyes I was tied up over the fire, my executioners had placed the stake on the supports above the burning coals. One of them had gone behind me and was turning the spit, slowly in order to roast me like a pig. I knew I didn't have much time left. At least my torment would be over.
The ruffians applauded and mocked me. My body started to turn red. I was losing sweat and other fluids from all my pores. Someone in the crowd made fun of me by shouting "Pee to douse the fire."
So here I am now, tied up to be slowly roasted. I know that I wont live for long. I am sure that anyone who watched my execution will not dare to rebel against them. The executioner stopped the spinning of the stake. My body is turned up, my buttocks are turned towards the fire and they are slowly cooked. My gaze is fixed on the blue sky. "Forgive me my God, I will be with you soon." I feel someone opening my pussy lips, he is one of the executioners, while the second one has taken a burning charcoal from the pit. He inserts the charcoal in my pussy, I hear the sound of melting flesh and evaporating liquids. Everything goes black again. Am I dead?
I open my eyes again, don't they see how much I've already suffered? Why don't they shoot me? The executioner has not yet turned the spit. I think the meat on my back has been cooked for good. The assistant approaches me again with a funnel and a brazier. He puts his funnel in my mouth, maybe he broke my teeth in his attempt to put it on, I don't feel anything anymore. He starts to empty a pot in my mouth, it probably contains hot oil. Everything inside me is starting to melt. I close my eyes, I have now surrendered to your mercy Lord. I will never open my eyes again. The people will leave slowly but no one will forget the spectacle they watched here in the central square of Ioannina.
THE END
