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Virginita's Dream

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Pretty nice.. I like this story..
Esp., Queen Virginita's thinkings..
If I was able to read this story before signing up, I'd prefer the user name Virginita..!

Hi Indya, Thanks for your kind comments.
I gave her the name Virginita to indicate a woman of virginal purity whose innocence is pitted against the overwhelming strength and brutality of her Roman captors.
Glad you like it . . . :rolleyes:
Poops
 
would someone please cut that thong off of her crotch????

Don't worry Thehangingtree - its just about to come off!!
. . . . but normally I try to keep the victim's modesty covered as long as the tortures allow.
To me this makes her full exposure the more shocking and enhances her vulnerability.

The vote will certainly guide me - so thanks Eulalia and thanks for voting

Poops
 
So on with Viginita's story . . .
QUEEN VIRGINITA IS SHOWN THE BRAZIER

One of the Assistant torturers pushes the brazier cart to near to the whipping frame and Agonius, the Grand Inquisitor, drags Queen Viginita close to the cart as she is unable to walk or even stand after her severe overnight racking. He pulls her up off the floor by her neck chain and she has to hold on to avoid choking. She is shown the array of terrifying pliers and pincers to be used on her body. Some are having their jaws heated in the flames and are glowing a dull red colour.

Agonius: “Now would be a good time to start answering my questions, helpless little girl, before we apply these little toys to your flesh”

An assistant torturer picks one of the spiked pincers and holds it in front of Queen Virginita’s face so she she can clearly see the rows of sharp pointed teeth and feel the heat radiating from them.

Queen Virginita: “These are horrific instruments to use on a defenceless woman. You are evil to even threaten me with them. But no matter how cruel you are to me, I will do my utmost to resist !”
but she thinks: “These are the most exciting tools I have ever seen. They are wickedly cruel and will bring tears to my eyes but at least I will be the centre of attention of these half naked hunks. I can see from the bulges in their pants that they lust for my favours”

Agonius: “Good! Then it will be our pleasure to watch you suffer great pain.”
and to the assistants: ”Put her on the frame and lets sqeeze those shapely breasts!”

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THE BREAST TORTURE STARTS!
The torturers manacle Queen Virginita into the whipping frame and all three select heated pliers from the brazier grid and begin to work on her breasts. The Assistants apply their spiked pliers to her nipples and she protests: “No! not my nipples, please, somewhere else . . . . .aaaaaaaaaah”

Agonius: “Yes Bitch! Your nipples first, then your breasts”

First the assistants close their plier jaws round her nipples and squeeze tightly sending a shock wave of emotion through Queen Virginita's body.
Then they pull tightly on her breasts and Agonius places the jaws of the large pincers around her right breast. He slowly pulls the handles together and her soft flesh is firstly crushed and then the hot spikes penetrate and scorch her flesh.

Queen Virginita sobs with pain: “Oooooooooooooooow . . . . . . Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeooooooooow!”

The men repeatedly reheat ther instruments on the brazier grid and return to her.

Assistant 1: “This hands-on work is so satifying. With any luck she will hold out all day”

Although Queen Virginita shouted out and moaned with pain every time Agonius closed the pincer jaws around her breast, she also was experiencing feelings of sexual desire. She was finding the attentions of the three muscular men desirable because her masochistic mind turned the pain they were inflicting on her into intense pleasure.
She thinks: “No one has ever aroused me so much as these skilful torturers”

She almost wished they would continue all day . . .

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A womanly hint, Pooper ;) - torture my breasts first, starting on the outer edges, working toward my nipples.​
That's on the principle of gradually increasing the pain - by the time you get to work on my titties, they'll be hard as nails and ever so sensitive :eek: !​
 
A womanly hint, Pooper ;) - torture my breasts first, starting on the outer edges, working toward my nipples.​
That's on the principle of gradually increasing the pain - by the time you get to work on my titties, they'll be hard as nails and ever so sensitive :eek: !​
Umm.. I... Waitress!!! A double, please...

T
 
Umm.. I... Waitress!!! A double, please...

T
make it four double and yes real German boots............and some of your fresh milch for my elfgirlie:D
 
A womanly hint, Pooper ;) - torture my breasts first, starting on the outer edges, working toward my nipples.​
That's on the principle of gradually increasing the pain - by the time you get to work on my titties, they'll be hard as nails and ever so sensitive :eek: !​

I'll bear that in mind when I have finished Virginita's tale and start looking at your adventure. Do not be shy - let me have a few more hints on your other sensitive spots so I can torture you expertly - and build up your pain slowly, as you suggest, to a crescendo of agony in every one of your tender places . . . . . :p:D
 
RELENTLESS BREAST TORTURE !
The torturers turn their evil attentions on Queen Virginita’s left breast and she writhes with agony at each application of the heated pliers.

Agonius: “Answer my questions and we will stop”

Of course this was a very tempting offer for a young woman under intense torture with no forseeable end in sight. But she thought of her subjects and how much she cared for them. She could not possibly give information that would result in their anihilation, just for a temporary reprieve.

Queen Virginita: “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah . . . . . But you will start again later . . . . . .ooooooooooow”

Agonius: “Yes I’m sure we would so I’ll take that as a ‘no’ then.”

They continue working on her breasts until Queen Virginita is so exhausted that her voice gives out and her head flops onto her chest. The cruel torturers are surprised that their victim has not surrendered and are full of admiration for her bravery in spite of her hopeless position.

Assistant 1: “Is it time to warm her up between her thighs?”

Agonius: “It is! Unshackle her legs and remove her jewelled pantie. Set it aside with her bra. She will need to wear them at her public execution.”

The Queen is exhausted and her pierced and scorched breasts are in torment, but she finds the pain both agonising and strangely invigorating.
She thinks: “I do so want their love rods inside me, surging in and out and caressing my inner softness. I hope this next torture does not reduce my libido”

She need not have worried . . .

And so Queen Virginita was stripped of her last item of clothing in readiness for her first vaginal torture . . .


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AGONIUS BRINGS THE VAGINA PINCERS

The assistant torturers remove Queen Virginita’s jewelled panties and reclamp her ankles ready for the vagina pincer which Agonius was carrying. This was to be bolted down underneath her spread legs and its heated jaws tightened to drive the hot spikes into her intimate parts.

Some of the other prisoners had been brought to the iron gate to see their queen being tortured. They were horrified to see her strung up and bearing the bloody wounds from the rack and the breast tortures.

Prisoners: “Queen Virginita! What are they doing to you?”

Queen Virginita: “I am being tortured to try and make me reveal the secrets of our army and weapons.”

Agonius: “Try? Hahahaha. You will tell us everything eventually!”

Queen Virginita shivers with fear and thinks: “I must be strong for my fellow prisoner’s sake. They need to have some hope. I must not surrender”

Prisoners: “You stinking Romans are worse than vermin!”

Assistant 1: “Your turn will come – you will all suffer and then realise your loyalty should have been to Rome and not to this loser!”

Queen Virginita: “Do not weep for me. They will torture me for months and when they get nothing from me they will execute me. Just pray that one day soon, these monsters will be defeated and slaughtered so that they are never able to trouble our people again. I will not live to see it but I will die happy because they will have nothing from me so I will have done my part”

Assistant 2: “In your dreams! You will all die at our hands, but only after you have answered our questions!”

Prisoners: “You are our dear Queen. We love you and would gladly take your place if it were possible. Thank you with all our hearts for suffering for us and our families”

Queen Virginita: “Thank you - it is my last sacred duty as your queen - but now turn away and do not think about me any more. Close you ears to my screams for my destiny is to die under their tortures and I must suffer alone. So be gone!”

Prisoners: “On this one occasion we choose to disobey you. We will keep you company and encourage you as long as possible”

And so the queen’s vagina torture is witnessed by her loyal subjects . . . .

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POSITIONING THE PINCERS

Queen Virginita’s head hangs low and her eyes are nearly closed. She is exhausted from the piercing of her breasts by the hot spikes in the jaws of the pincers and the crushing of her nipples with the pliers. She is aware that the men are preparing to hurt her again but is too tired to take notice

Agonius fits the vagina pincers between her legs and the assistant torturer turns the lower wheel to raise the jaws close to her labia. Agonius starts to turn the front wheel to close the jaws . . . .

Agonius: “This will wake her up . . . .”
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THE SPIKES COME CLOSER TO HER SENSITIVE LIPS
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PENETRATION
Agonius winds the wheel to drive the hot spikes deep into Queen Virginita’s flesh and she is cannot stop herself from screaming out: “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooow! . . . . . Barbaric agony! . . . . Oooooooooow”

Agonius: “Perfect. I shall reheat the jaws and repeat this.”

Prisoners outside: “Monsters! You are shameless perverted barbarians!”
The female prisoner holds her head in her hands at the horror of the torment of the naked woman, a woman she admired and loved for her justice and bravery and now reduced to screaming in this hellish Roman torture chamber.

Assistant 1: “I hope we will be continuing with her vagina, Sir”

Agonius: “Of course! This is just the first of many . . . . we are only just beginning . . . .”
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THE BEAUTIFUL QUEEN VIGINITA IN PAIN

Each time Head Inquisitor, Agonius, screws the hot pincers into her flesh, Queen Virginita cries out and then feels the heat of the metal jaws flowing into her wounds and gradually cool.

Queen Virginita thinks: “What a feeling! First agony and then the pain turning to pleasure”

Agonius: “She is tough! I have asked the Commander for permission to dislocate her limbs on the rack but he refused – ‘she must be in reasonable condition for her public execution’. Also he is afraid that dislocation can quickly lead to limbs being torn off and the victim dying of loss of blood. ‘We can’t crucify a dead body!’ he said”

Assistant 1: “We have many beautiful alternatives to try out on her”

Assistant 2: “Yes, the wheel, the hot grid iron the . . .”

Agonius: “. . . Indeed! But for now we will concentrate on her vagina”


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This is a very colourful story...in more ways than one....please do continue.
 
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