One of the executioners took a bellows and fanned the embers while Goliath inserted the tips of the tongs between them.
As the irons heated in the coals, the judge approached Isabel and gently caressed her skin with his hand. The young woman was still coughing fully stretched out on the rack.
The judge was falsely paternal, that was a very effective tactic.
- Come on girl, why don't you confess your adultery? Do you know the pain you are going to experience when this soft and delicate skin is touched with hot irons? You don't have to suffer this way.
- Mercy, mercy, don't do it, I'm innocent, the girl said, crying.
Then Duchess Lucrecia rose from her throne and approaching the maiden also caressed her inner thighs very close to her pussy.
- Where are you going to start playing it with the hot tongs, executioner? perhaps in her sex?, in her beautiful tiny tits?
Goliath smiled, the Duchess was an unusual woman.
- My lady, I have to go little by little and leave the most sensitive parts for last.
- I see, I think the irons are ready, she said impatiently to the executioner, start!
- Please, my lady, please, have mercy, you are a young girl like me, don´t let these brutal men to go on torturing me.
- Shut up bitch, I want listen only your howls
Then the executioner put on thick gloves so as not to burn his hands and, taking the tongs out of the embers, showed everyone that their tips were already red hot. By magical effect of physics the black metal had acquired a color between yellow and bright red. The intense heat it emitted was noticeable from more than a meter away
- Move away my lady, I don't want to burn you by accident.
The Duchess and the judge gave way to the executioner who brought the pincers closer to the defenseless and naked body of Isabel who began to scream and shake hysterically as she felt its tremendous heat. Goliath actually knew that it was better to use the not-so-hot tongs to prolong the suffering of his victims, so he continued to play cat and mouse with her, bringing the irons closer to the young woman's body.
- YES, IF I CONFESS, I CONFESS BUT REMOVE THAT, REMOVE IT
Judge Sotomayor smiled
- Write secretary, it seems that the prisoner begins to cooperate. Do you then confess your adultery?
Elizabeth spoke crying.
- YES, YES, mercy
- How many times and with how many different men did you cheat on your husband?
The question took the girl by surprise because she had never really cheated on him.
- No, I don't know….
- Lying whore, said the duchess suddenly, burn her executioner.
SSSSHHHH
IIIIAAAAAYYYYY
The tong closed on the girl's right thigh, the white-hot iron hissing against human skin.
Goliath only left the claw for about five seconds and then opened it.
Isabel continued to scream as she lifted her head to see the burns on her leg.
Then Goliath put the tongs back on the brazier.
- You've already tasted the bite of iron, say how many men you've slept with, tell the truth if you don't want to try it again.
- With two, there have been two.
- Who? Say their names.
- I do not know, I do not know…
- Executioner, the pincers.
- NOOO, I REMEMBER IT WAS WITH THE BAKER, AND…..AND WITH PEDRO, THE SON OF MY NEIGHBORS.
- That's better. We're done for now, but we'll check those names and if you don't tell the truth you'll be put back to the rack, bitch. Let us with the second girl, the novice Roxana.
- No, noooo, please, don´t torture me, the rack, no, the rack no, I beg you, PLEASEEEE
- Come with me and don´t resist, little nun, Mylady wants to see us "caressing your naked body"
- What kind of torture do you want us to apply the novice, Duchess Lucrecia?
Lucrecia stared the naked novice with sadism
- Let me think.