Inquisition

PART 17


Gurd walks to the wall of the torture chamber and lifts down a cage of iron bands.  Returning to Collette he opens it and shows it to her terrified eyes.  It consists of two halves, hinged at one side. He opens it, and places it about her head, then swings it closed.  An iron pin through a pair of holes and her head is imprisoned in it's grasp. 

It consists of several bands, fitting tightly around her neck, across her mouth and another at her forehead..  Other bands extend from the neckband, at the back, the center of the front and of course at the sides where the halves join together. They meet at the top where a ring is fastened. Gurd pulls a chain down from overhead and hooks it into the ring at the top, then tightens the chain, lifting her head to stare down over her splayed body. He picks up another iron band and locks it around her waist.  It is purposefully too small and as he latches it her flesh bulges above and below it. Lowering another chain from overhead in front of her,  he hooks it into a loop in the front of the band. The turning of a crank  tightens the chain raising her hips.  She is arched in a bow.

Returning to his cart of implements he picks up the familiar, fiendish cane.  He walks back to stand in front of the terrified Collette, her eyes balefully riveted on the fiendish weapon. Grinning evilly Gurd swishes it in the air, watching her increasing terror.

He taps the bottoms of her splayed feet, still oozing blood from when he had beaten them earlier.

Collette cringes and whimpers, "NOOO!!!.. Please...Noooooo!!!"

Touching it to her ankle he slides the end up her leg, tapping lightly.  Collette is shaking and whimpering. Where will he whip her with that monstrous implement? 

Gurd knows the cane inflicts horrific pain on impact with flesh, the pain radiating out from the point struck.  It raises livid red weals wherever it strikes.  When multiple blows overlap the skin often bursts and  blood runs from the split flesh. But a skillful torturer can lay on dozens of lashes and never overlap blows and break the skin. It is one of the most terrible  instruments available to inflict monstrous and unimaginable agony.

It is his favorite tool when whipping the breasts of helpless women.

"I'm going to start with the tender insides  of your thighs.   Then I will beat your exposed and thrust forth belly and ribs.   But most of all I am going to whip those big round tits, you disciple of Satan, till you beg to confess!"

"In the name of that God you profess to worship, Please NOOOO!   No more of that cane.  Pleaseee!   I can't stand anymore!"

"CONFESS," screams Konrad.  "CONFESS and I will stop this scourging of your body.  The torture will stop!"

"So you may burn me?  I will NOT confess to lies, so you may laugh and watch me burn at your filthy stake!  NEVER!!!!!"

"Continue with the interrogation."

Smirking at his good fortune, Gurd steps to Collette's side and raises the fearful cane.

SSSWWWAAACCKKKK!!!

SSWWWAACCKK!!!

SSWWWAACCKKKKK!!!

He lays the cane to her soft inner thighs.  A dozen to one side, then moving, to the other.  Collette stoically moans and whimpers at the first blows as the cane slashes into her flesh.  She is soon screaming in excruciating agony as it raises fearsome welts on her flesh.  Scream after reverberating scream is torn from her as Gurd gleefully beats her.

Moving a step closer he aims at her quivering belly, lashing out with all his considerable strength.

SSSWWWWWAACCCCCCCK!!!!

SSSWWWAACCCCKKK!!!!

SSWWWAAACCCCCKKK!!!!

SSSWWWAACCCCCKKK!!!!!

Collette shrieks in horrific pain as the diabolical instrument of terror flails her trembling body.

Gurd pauses,,,,,,,   his evil leer returns to his ugly misshapen face, and his gaze turns upward.  Upward to those quivering, shaking globes that he so eagerly wishes to set afire with  his fearsome weapon.

He takes his stance, setting his feet just so, insuring his blows will fall unimpeded upon those proud globes of femininity.  Slashing out with his mightiest blow he smashes the cane across her trembling mounds.

SSSSSSWWWWWWWAAAAACCCCCCKKKK!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Collette screams and thrashes, the inhuman agony searing into her body so tightly stretched and defenseless.

SSSSSSSSSWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!!!

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

Again and again Gurd slashes the fiendish cane into her voluminous breast flesh.  He concentrates on the stiff nubs of her nipples, placing the cane directly across both simultaneously several times.

SSSWWWWWWWWAAAAACKKKKKKKK!!!!!!

NNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

Collette twists and shakes her head, banging it against the insides of the cruel head cage, scraping the flesh raw in some places.  Her body stiffens and strains against the bindings, tendons taut as cables as she struggles to escape the barbarous cane lacerating her orbs.  Her screams not even resembling human sounds as she shrieks in agony.

Gurd goes on lashing her poor body, 20 lashes, 30--40 times he slashes the vicious cane into her writhing body.

One particularly savage blow lands directly across those points and Collette strains forward and then slumps, senseless.

"Revive her!  She is not permitted to escape punishment for her sins!"

Gurd has one of the watching acolytes dash a bucket of icy water over Collette's limp form.  She seems to stir but doesn't really come out of her senseless condition.  Another bucket is dashed over her and she shakes her head and strains at her bindings, whimpering and begging for mercy.  She will receive no mercy in this chamber of horrors.

Gurd moves to his cart and retrieves several lengths of cord.  Going back to Collette he squeezes and paws at her savagely lacerated breasts, twisting and pulling on her swollen nipples.   Making a loop in the cord he flips it over a nipple and tightens it, drawing a gasp of pain from Collette.  He does likewise to the other painful, swollen peak.  Stretching them out in front of her he passes them through a large ring hanging in front of her.  The cords tug at the tender nubs, stretching them.   He goes again to the cart and returns with some stone weights.  Quickly running the cords through holes in the stones he ties them off.  Collette's eyes bulge in disbelief.

"GOD NOOOOOOO!!!!!!"

Ignoring her cries, Gurd releases the stones and Collette's abused nipples are stretched, nearly tearing from her tormented breasts.   The stones weigh some 5 pounds.   Her nipples must surely separate from those swelling globes.  Collette screams in agony, her body convulsing at this added torment.   

Gurd merely smirks and says,"Beautiful"

Konrad is beside himself, nearly to the point of apoplexy..

"Blasphemer!!!  Increase the level!  She DARES call on the name of he whom she has defiled with her pact with Satan!!"

"A pleasure Your Grace."

With her breasts now stretched out by the savage cords tied to her nipples, Gurd has just the thing for her. Returning once again to his nefarious cart of torture implements he returns and stands in front of the tortured girl.  He holds up his new device of terror, her eyes nearly pop from their sockets as she sees what he holds, knowing it's malevolent purpose. 

Gurd holds a breast press, the inner surfaces covered with sharp spikes.

"Another treat for those oversize gourds of yours."

"No! NO!! You cannot!   Stop this insane abuse!  It cannot be possible!!!!   NOOOO!!! Pleaasssseee!   NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

Konrad burst in, "You are a witch and a caster of spells!  You blaspheme the Lord's name! You refuse to confess your sins and your allegiance to the Prince of Darkness. Until you confess to all these sins you will be kept here and tortured until you DO.
Torture Master, do your assigned duty!  Use every tool at your command to make her suffer.   TORTURE HER! ----  NOW!!"

Opening the breast press, Gurd passes the two halves over and under her heavy melons.  Pressing the parts together he rapidly tightens the screws, the spikes start to pierce her mammary flesh.  Blood spurts from between the plates of the press, running down her sides.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

"By all that is holy,  I swear I am not in league with the devil!!!   I am NOT a witch!!  You must believe me!   You MUST!!!  I am innocent!!"

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!

"Continue, crush those mounds of delight for that villain from hell.  Crush them!!"

The screams of one being torn asunder rebound from the stone walls of the torture chamber as Gurd continues mashing Collette's voluminous globes between the slats of the press.

Finally he stops tightening the screws.  Her breasts bulge from between the flat plates, her stretched nipples protruding far beyond the clutches of the nefarious device.

Gurd has the acolytes trundle the brazier across the stone floor to a position next to Collette.

Gurd removes a long slim needle from the hot coals.   It shimmers, white hot.  He holds it up to her face.  Collette tries to shrink away, her eyes, wide and terror filled stare at the baleful needle. 

Gurd holds the needle in a pair of iron pinchers, he holds another pair in his other hand.  He touches the glowing point to her cheek, when she opens her mouth to scream he deftly reaches into the cage with the extra pinchers and grasps her tongue, stretching it from her open mouth.  He then presses the needle through her stretched tongue, twisting and turning it as it pierces the meaty appendage.

A gaggled scream escapes around the defiled part

Gurd releases her tongue and the needle as it sizzles.

"Since you choose not to use it to make your confession we may as well immobilize it!"

Collette shrieks and tries to voice her outrage at this latest defilement, but can only gaggle and continue her screams.

Gurd is smirking as he sneers at her agony.  He turns once more to the brazier.  What terrible tool will he bring out of the coals to use on her?



To Be Continued.......