Ilse was left strapped to the infernal device upon which the water torture was
administered. Her unconscious body quivered and shook. When they
were ready they would resume her torture, repeating it over and over till they
tired of it and moved on to another savage, inhuman torments.
Gurd had gone off to bring another unfortunate soul to be "saved".
While Gurd was occupied with this task, Konrad
arose and walked about his domain. A forbidding chamber of terror and
torture, where he reined supreme, his word was law. He could, and
did, exercise complete and utter control over the lives and maniacal torture of
It pleased him a great deal as he listened to the agonized screams of those
brought before him, accused of all sorts of real, or
more often than not, alleged crimes against the church.
His was not to show mercy or compassion on the witches and heretics in his
Truth be told he reveled in the unholy screaming of accused, especially the females.. It gave him much gratification as the
women writhed and screamed in abominable agony while he directed the torture of
their bodies. All the while sitting back in his ornate throne-like chair, or
watching intently, with lust-filled eyes as his
torture master inflicted a particularly gruesome and scream producing torment
on a helpless female
Suffice to say Konrad was not exactly the kind of person a Prince of the Church
was expected to be. He was demonically cruel, and as stated previously, enjoyed
watching the inhuman torture of innocent females. He experienced profound
sexual satisfaction watching and listening to the torture and screaming of
these unfortunate prisoners.
Gurd returned in good time with two guards, hustling along a striking beauty.
Tall, and even clothed in the filthy rags of a prisoner from the dungeon, was a
sight to behold.
Her dark black hair hung in matted strings. Her feet bare and the rags on
her body did nothing to hide the sumptuous form beneath. The defiant
glare of her black eyes told of a stubbornness which would provide much
pleasure to Konrad and his malefic minions.
"What is your name witch?"
"Collette. And I am not a witch sire. I
have been falsely accused and demand to be set free.."
"You are accused of blasphemous talk and have been seen conjuring unholy
acts. You are a witch and a heretic."
"Lies! All lies! I am not a witch and have never ever uttered
anything blasphemous or unchristian in my life."
"We shall see about that. You stand accused and will be put to the
question unless you confess and denounce your allegiance to Satan!"
"I have no allegiance to the Prince of Darkness and abhor all he stands
for! I am innocent of the charges!"
"You refuse to confess?"
"I have nothing to confess. I am innocent!"
"Dungeon Master, ... proceed."
Grasping her arm, Gurd forced Collette toward a crude cross. She
struggled and kicked at him but was no match for the huge brute. Holding
her with one arm he stretched one of her arms up and out to a shackle hanging
from one end of the cross arm. With little difficulty he clapped it
closed and inserted the lock pin. Stretching her other arm upward he
pinioned it into the shackle hanging from the other end of the cross arm.
She faced the heavy post of the cross, arms
The chains to which the shackles were linked passed over the top of the arm and
hung down the back side. Gurd pulled down on one and then the other,
raising Collette till she stood on her toes.
She cursed and spit at him, struggling to free herself.
Gurd went to the wall and took down a single-tail lash of some six feet in
length. It was braided of bull hide, it's plaits
raw and sharp edged, a knot at the end.
He returned to the strung up Collette, and reaching out with his free hand grasped
the neck of her ragged shift ,giving it a swift yank
downward. The already flimsy cloth tore down her back all the way to it's irregular bottom. It had been her only
covering, and as it fell to the floor, her body was exposed, leaving her stark
naked. Though she had not washed in some time her milk white skin fairly
glowed in the light of the torture chambers torches.
Konrad asked her again to confess her sins and the questioning would go no
"I am innocent of the accusations."
Konrad's continence visibly brightened.
Gurd, his arm already drawn back, swung the bullwhip swiftly, laying it across
Collette's white back. A whoosh and a groan as the breath was driven from her lungs. Gurd struck again, a
bit lower this time, the tip curling around and snapping on her abdomen. "Ohhh!!'
Gurd struck again across that shapely back, now marked with red welts from the
first blows. He lashed her from buttocks to shoulders, each blow bringing
but a low moan from her lips.
As he continued to lash her flesh her moans grew louder with each blow.
She did not scream.
Gurd whipped her unmercifully for more than twenty minutes, each lash drawing
only moans and whimpers.
At the 25th lash Collette gave a loud "Ahhhhhh!" On the
28th she screamed. On the 29th she screamed. Thereafter Collette shrieked in agony
as the whip took it's toll. Her back was a
crisscross of livid red welts, blood oozing from some of them. Gurd
worked down her body, lashing her firm buttocks and the backs of her
thighs. Collette was screaming at each lash now. She pulled herself
up, twisting, trying to escape the insidious cut of the demonic whip.
Gurd paused in his merciless flogging of the helpless girl
She slumped, hanging from her wide stretched wrists, gasping great
breaths of air, her body shaking.
Gurd lay the whip aside and wrapping his huge arm
around her waist lifted Collette and freed her wrists from the shackles.
He turned her around so she faced him and Konrad, re-shackled her arms to the
ends of the cross arm. She hung, arms outstretched, toes barely touching the
When he stepped back an audible intake of breath was heard from Konrad.
Gurds ugly broken toothed mouth gaped. Collette spat at him and mouthed
obscenities. But the expressions of awe were not the result of her
Never in all the tortures of beautiful women had such a display greeted their
eyes. The mammary display of soft female flesh was awesome. Her
breasts were huge, of such proportions to stretch believability. They had
absolutely no sag but stood firm and proud on her chest. The nipples as large as gold coins, stiff and erect.
They jiggled enticingly as she screamed and spat at him.
Konrad had a look of lascivious lust in his eyes as he licked his lips of a bit
of saliva which had dribbled from his mouth at first sight of such magnificent
"Tether the feet torture master. I don't want her to be able to kick
her feet and turn away, hindering the view."
"Of course your grace."
Gurd quickly grasped one of her ankles and drawing it slightly aside locked it
into a shackle chained to the floor. Doing the same to the other ankle
Collette now hung clear of the floor, arms spread wide, her
legs chained 2 feet apart giving easy access to her awesome flesh.
Collette struggled and twisted but she was now spread, voluminous breasts
bouncing and shaking, for whatever Gurd wished to do.
"I ask you again" said Konrad," will you confess?"
"I am innocent! You have no right to whip me as a common
"A whore you are, but not a common one. You are a whore of the devil
you witch, and we will punish you as such. Continue her cleansing."
With renewed glee Gurd proceeded to scourge the front of the unfortunate
girl. The first lash was laid full across those tremendous breasts.
No stoic reserve this time, Collette screamed like a banshee from the very
first lash. Gurd cut her. Her breasts and torso were a mass of ugly
red welts. He cut her across both nipples, nearly tearing one from her
breast. Blood oozed from numerous cuts on her stomach and
legs. She twisted and thrashed as Gurd whipped her tormented
frame. Fully 50 strokes of the whip were expended on her writhing body.
Her screams rebounded from the cold stone of the walls and ceiling.
Finally, after a particularly harsh stroke laid across
those lush mounds, Collette passed into blackness.
"She has fainted your grace."
"Very well take her down. A little stretching of those magnificent
appendages is in order I think"
"At once sire!"
A bucket of icy water was thrown over Collette and she came out of her
faint. She was too weak to do more than moan and lie in a heap on the
cold stone floor.
Gurd grasped an arm and drug her across the stones to a low bench and sat her
He pulled her arms behind her and leather straps bound her wrists tightly,
palms together. Another strap was placed around her arms just above the
elbows and drawn tight till her they touched. This thrust those
luscious breasts forward bewitchingly. Small diameter ropes were wound
around the base of each of those bounteous breasts. They bulged like
He stood her on her feet, and chains, hanging from widely placed pulleys in the
roof, were hooked to the ropes binding those
globes. Two acolytes were summoned and each one took one of the chains
which looped over those pulleys At a nod from
Konrad himself, the acolytes pulled on the chains. As they rose up
Collette was forced to her feet. Then to her
toes. Barely able to balance herself she gazed down in horror at
her breasts, then the chains pulling them upward and outward.
"What are you doing? Stop! STOP!!"
"I urge you again child.
"I am innocent. I am not a witch! I have nothing to do with
witchcraft or Beelzebub!
STOP!! PLEASE!! STOP!!"
The acolytes hauled down on the chains. They tightened even more.
Collette rose to the limits of her stretching.
Her toes left the floor. They continued lifting her till she was a few
inches above the stone. She could look down and see her feet dangling an
enticing few inches from the stones.
Collette screamed.....she howled in agony, the ropes biting into her soft tit
flesh. They seemed to be about to separate from her chest.
The pain was monstrous.
Down! Let me down!!!!!!!
Collette swung and twisted. Her breasts had turned a deep purple, the
nipples swollen to twice the normal size.
She continued to howl and scream in excruciating agony. She begged and
pleaded. She kicked her feet in a vain effort to touch the stones
beneath her toes.
Collette hung by her breasts, the pain, excruciating and penetrating as spasms
shot through her. Her screams piercing and constant, shrill enough they
made the skin crawl.
Her screams paused for a few moments and Konrad threatened if she did not
confess they would hang weights from her feet.
Her answer was renewed piercing shrieks of agony.
Gurd made a motion to the acolytes and they raised her higher. He had
others bring large stones with iron rings imbedded in them, short chains
attached with hooks on the ends. He lifted the weights under her feet and
hooked them to the chain joining her ankle
As he stopped supporting them the weight of the stones was added to Collette's
own weight tearing at her breasts.
Collette loosed a long ear shattering scream that was heard in the courtyard of
the fortress like building, in the lower sub cellars of which the torture
chambers were located.
The girl screamed almost constantly for nearly 15 minutes. She finally ceased,
her breasts throbbing in horrific agony, her brain overloaded, she
fainted. A bucket of icy water brought her back to her private
hell. Her breasts must surely tear from her.
Gurd placed a box in front of her and stepped up on it. He was at the
same height as Collette. He ran a jagged fingernail across the surface of
one bloated breast. Collette screamed in agony.
Her nipples were swollen and discolored. He flicked a nipple with his
finger. She bellowed like an animal caught in a trap.
"I think she is ready Your Grace."
"Excellent my man. Proceed"
Gurd went back to the wall where the whips and flails hung.
To Be Continued......