Inquisition

Part 10


Jamma lies screaming and stretched upon the rack.  Her arms torn from their sockets as Gurd strips the shriveled skin seared loose by the superheated, boiling oil.

She writhes and wails in her agony as Gurd lifts the last of the skin from her tormented being.  Her breasts and much of her torso have been systematically flayed by this animal.

Konrad has been on the edge of his gilded throne, watching in undisguised relish as Gurd finishes skinning  Jamma.  His eyes fairly bulging from his head in admiration and envy.

Gurd loosens the ratchet on the rack and unbinds Jamma's wrists and ankles.  He lifts her from her bed of torment and carries her a short distance and dumps her form on the cold stone. 

Jamma lies trembling and shivering in her agony, as she sobs and whimpers...  Her body soaking wet in sweat.  Her moans and pleas for mercy fall on deaf ears.

Gurd pulls chains down from overhead and straps Jamma's ankles to two of them.  He then goes to the wall and turns a crank.  The chains tighten and drag Jamma across the rough stones till she is directly beneath the chains.   Gurd continues cranking and Jamma's legs are drawn up, up till she hangs upside down, her legs spread widely exposing her most private parts , her fingers dangling above the floor.  Her wrists are tied together and then to a ring in the floor.  Another rope is looped through a ring in the iron collar about her neck and stretched back so her body is arched like a bow.

Gurd moves between her splayed legs and places a huge rough hand on the open lips of her wide open sex. 

With a nod and a leering smirk, Gurd  goes to the wall where the various whips,flails and scourges hang.  He picks out a 2 inch wide leather strap some 3 ft long with a round braided handle.  Returning to Jamma he positions himself facing her lewdly exposed genitalia. 

A look of supreme malevolent pleasure is on his ugly face as he raises his arm and brings the strap down with all his considerable strength, laying it's vicious length directly on Jamma's quivering cunt.

Jamma goes ridged and a scream of gigantic proportions is hurtled from her wide open mouth.  The agony is indescribable.

Again and again Gurd scourges her defenseless pussy and pudendum.  He shifts his aim and whips the insides of her thighs from crotch to knee.  Up and down, back and forth he works, beating her exposed body.  Red wheals and welts follow the path of the murderous strap.

Jamma is bellowing in supreme agony as the whipping goes on and on. Gurd works his way up over her stomach and unbelievable lashes blow after blow of the monstrous strap across her flayed breasts. Her arms, already ripped from their sockets are bent and twisted in further torment.

Jamma slumps into unconsciousness and hangs limp in the bindings.

"That will do for now I think says Konrad.  Put her in her cell where she may contemplate the rewards of cavorting with Beelzebub!"

Gurd lowers Jamma to the floor and unfastens the strictures.  He roughly forces her dislocated arms back into their sockets.  Jamma screams as they are jammed back where they belong. Then slinging her over his shoulder like a sack of meal he takes her to her dank cell where he dumps her to the floor, turning her over to the jailers.

The jailers drag Jamma to the wall and chain her by the iron collar around  her neck to a ring high on the wall.   Her tormented arms are raised and cuffed to widespread rings.   Jamma stands in unremitting agony and soon slumps to the limit of her chains, her arms straining to keep from being ripped from their sockets again.

Sisters finally come and cleanse some of the grime from her tortured body...  Herbs and ointments are applied to the horrendous burns and where her skin has been flayed from her.

The Sisters will visit her regularly and dress her terrible wounds.  She is fed very little and water is seldom available. 

Jamma will remain in her damp dark cell for many months.  Eventually Konrad will recall she is there and have her returned to the torture chamber to be tortured yet again.  She will be horribly tortured again and again.

She may eventually confess to stop the ceaseless torment.   If she does she will be speedily sentenced to be burned at the stake in a public spectacle. Another soul saved from the clutches of Satan.

After Jamma had been removed, to suffer in her cell, Konrad had Gurd go to the torture chamber from which we have heard the unearthly screams of another "Witch" being questioned.  She is released from her shackles and bought to Konrad's den of abominable horrors.

Her name is Elspeth, a very buxom, blonde serving girl who has incurred the displeasure of a local landowner whose advances she spurned.   Quite sufficient grounds to be charged as a caster of spells and curses.    As usual she is completely innocent and hardly knows what conjuring and spells actually are or if they even exist.

No matter, for her heinous insult to the landowner, she now stands as accused, therefore quilty, of witchcraft and must be forced to confess she is a whore of Satan.

"Elspeth Stein you are accused of witchcraft and have been seen cavorting with your demonic master.  Confess your sins and you will  be spared being put to further questioning."

"I'm innocent Your Grace.   That is what I have been telling them but, they won't believe me."

"Why should they?  You have been observed doing strange things when you thought you were alone and unobserved."

"That's not true!  I'm not a witch!  You must believe me!"

"Preposterous!  We know what you are! Confess!

"But I'm innocent, I swear!  Please let me go!"

"Dungeon Master!  Apply your powers of persuasion."

The sadistic animal Gurd drags Elspeth beneath chains hanging from the vaulted ceiling above.  Her hands are  strapped together behind her.  More straps draw her elbows together tightly so they meet. It puts tremendous strain on her shoulder joints and she squeals in pain.

Gurd hooks the end of a chain to the straps binding her wrists.  He then cranks the chain tighter, raising her arms behind her.  Higher, higher they rise.  Elspeth is lifted to her toes.  Gurd raises the chain higher and with a gasp Elspeth's toes leave the floor.
When she is a couple of feet above the floor, Gurd stops and admires his preliminaries, Elspeth hands with her arms stretched high up behind her.  Her entire weight tears at her shoulders..  She gasps an whimpers.  

Gurd goes to as pile of implements near the wall and returns with two cement weights of some 10 kilos  each.  He places shackles on each of her ankles and then hooks the weights, one to each ankle.  Elspeth screeches and wails.

"Confess child,,,CONFESS!"

"I cannot. I am innocent"

Gurd smiles and hauls her higher.  More weights are hung from her feet. The pain is horrific.  Elspeth's arms are being twisted from their sockets as Gurd adds another 10 kilos to each ankle.

Elspeth screams as her shoulder joints are slowly being wrenched from her.

"CONFESS"

Elspeth shakes her head NOO!

Elspeth now hangs in the classic position of the appalling strappado.

Gurd raises her higher still.   He releases the ratchet holding the crank  and Elspeth drops, the chain clanging thru the overhead pulley.  Before her feet can reach the floor Gurd engages the pawl, bringing her to a jarring arm tearing jolt.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

"CONFESS!"

Elspeth again shakes her head.

Gurd raises her up again.  Elspeth is sobbing and moaning in pain.  Her shoulders screaming in agony.

"NOO!  Not again!.  NOO!

With a clank he releases the pawl and Elspeth once again hurls toward the floor, only to be brought up suddenly by the arresting of her fall.

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!

Gurd immediately raises her again.

"NOO!! NOO!!   My arms will tear from my body! STOPPPP!.

"CONFESS"

"No! No!....  I am innocent!"

Konrad nods to Gurd and he raises her aloft yet again.

Elspeth screams ring about the chamber as over and over he hauls her up, then drops her.   Elspeth screams out her agony, pleading for mercy!

Konrad raises a finger to Gurd and then points to another engine of terror,  nodding as he does.

Gurd lowers the weeping Elspeth to the floor.  She collapses into a shaking heap, wailing and moaning.

He leaves her arms trussed behind her and removes the weights from her ankles.
He carries/drags her to another of the hellish implements in the chamber.

Using another chain hanging from the ceiling her attaches it to her wrists and turning a crank draws her nearly dislocated arms up and up behind her till she again is lifted from the floor.

Elspeth wails and shrieks in pain as her horrifically twisted arms are again used to lift her into the air. 

Gurd swings her over the new contrivance.  It stands on four legs which support a two foot long piece of timber whose upper edge has been shapened to a sharp inverted "V".  The Horse. 

Elspeth's eyes widen in terror as Gurd separates her legs and lowers her toward the sharp edge of the timber, a leg on either side.  Her stops before her tender labia comes in contact with the cruel edge.

"Confess my child and stop this"

"Elspeth looks to the heartless Inquisitor and says she cannot.  I'm innocent, I am    Not a witch!"

A wave of the hand from Conrad, and the torturer Gurd, lowers Elspeth's trembling body to the diabolical sharpened edge of the Horse.   As her genitalia settles to the surface he fastens the chain and reaching between her legs separates the lips of her sex.   Another inch or two and her entire weight rests upon the tender flesh of her most secret parts. 

A howl of pain bursts from her lips.

Gurd retrieves the horrific weights.  He takes great pleasure in showing them to Elspeth before hanging one of them from each leg.   Now the full weight of her own body, plus the added weight of 20 kilos hanging from each ankle, presses her down onto the demonic edge.

Elspeth shrieks in excruciating agony as the edge grinds into her tenderest parts.  Every movement increasing the  fiendish torture.  Her only means to ameliorate the excruciating torment is to raise herself up by means of hauling down on her arms and lifting the weight of not just her own body but the added weights.  When the pain becomes great enough Elspeth struggles to raise herself.  Her arms tremble, the muscles straining, the tendons taut as cords stand out in sharp relief as she raises herself just a few inches to lessen the agony between her thighs.  She holds herself up for mere seconds before her arms fail her and she lowers her lacerated labia to the punishing ridge.

Every move is accompanied  by shrieks and screams as the torture goes on and on.

Soon she must raise herself again in mind-boggling agony from the insidious edge imbedded in her  lips, only to be forced to lower her tortured self to further torment.   Up and down she struggles, each trip becomes a little more difficult....Elspeth is riding her "Horse". 

The horrific screaming goes on and on, reaching crescendo after crescendo.  Eventually Elspeth's strength is at an end. She is no longer able to raise her poor bleeding genitalia from the diabolical edge. She hangs, weighted down to the sinister instrument of torture,  being cleaved in twain, able only to wail her agony to the cold roof above. 

She lapses into the darkness of unconsciousness and Konrad has her removed to her cell.  To be nursed and cared for by the good Sisters so she will be able to be questioned once again. 


More to Come........