Inquisition

PART 19

Gurd selects a length of harness leather an inch wide, about 4 feet long, which is kept  soaking in a barrel of water to keep it supple and pliable..  If not kept this way it would become stiff and inflexible, more like a stick than a piece of leather.

He stands to the rear of, and a bit to one side of his cringing victim, her eyes wide in fear.

Gurd draws his arm back, the muscles bulging and rippling.  With a swift savage swoosh, he lashes out with the whip, laying it's flexing length across Bertha's upper thighs.

CRRRAAACCCKKKKK!!!!!

Again.

CRRAAACCCCKKKKKK!!!!!

Again.

CRAAAACCCKKKK!!!!!

Bertha gasps as the wet leather cuts across the soft flesh of her back.  She is determined not to give these miscreants the satisfaction of screaming. 

Grunts and pitiful moans escape involuntarily from her lips as Gurd continues lashing her cruelly splayed body.  He slowly works his way down her back, leaving a trail of livid welts where the vicious leather strikes..

CRRRAAACCKKKKKK!!!!

AAAAHHHHHHH!!!

CRRAAAACCCKKK!!!!!

OHHHHHHHH!!!!

CRRRAAACCCCKKKK!!!

He lays blow after blow on her shapely bottom, lacerating the soft globes..

CRRRRRAAAACKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!

UUUHHHHHHHHHHAAA!!!!!

Downward, lower and lower he thrashes her quivering flesh.  

CRRRRRRRAAAACKKKKKKKK!!!!

AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

CRAAACCKKKKKKKK!!!!!

Gurd circles around to look up at her sweating body.   She has groaned and grunted but he has not been able to elicited even one scream from his hapless victim.  He smirks and readies for his attack on her exposed front. 

Lashing out he rains blow after blow upon her defenseless flesh, her thighs from knee to groin, her shivering abdomen.

CRRRRRRRAACCCCKKKKKK!!!!

CRAAAACCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!

Changing the arc of his swing, he brings the next blow up from below, striking her fully across her obscenely exposed genitals.

CCCRRRAAAAAAAACCCCCCCKKKKK!!!!

This is far beyond Bertha's capacity to endure the indescribable, piercing pain to her tender parts.  A scream is forced from her at last.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!

Gloating in his success Gurd slashes several more blows to her crotch.

CRRRRRACCCCCCCKK!!!!!!!!!!!

Each one accompanied by a ear shattering scream.

YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Bertha is now screaming at each searing blow of the ferocious lash, the sounds reverberating from the walls.   The sweat runs from her quivering tormented flesh. She twists and shakes as Gurd beats her helpless body.

Having broken her he moves his lash up over her heaving body, slashing her torso, the leather curling around her ribcage.

Gurd pauses and steps back, looking up at the quaking body in front of him.  He smiles his evil grin,  eyes traveling up her body to leer lustfully at  those luscious melons on her heaving chest. 

Bertha sees where he gazes.  He body convulses and tries to shrink away.

"Nooo...NOOOO!!!!    Have mercy!!!   NOOOO!!!!"

Gurd's smile widens and he nods his head.

"Oh Yes you defiant bitch.  YES!!!"

Gurd lashes out with all his strength.   The vicious strap whistles through the air, striking Bertha full across both of her sumptuous mounds.

CCCRRRRRRRRAAAAAAACCCCCCCKKKKK!!!!!

NNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

CRRRRRAAACCCKKKKKKK!!!!!

EEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

CRAAACCCCKKKKKKKK!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Lash after lash blasts across her proud bosoms.   Livid red weals rise in the wake of each outrageous blow.

Bertha is  screaming and begging for mercy, as  Gurd continues bastinadoing her tender globes, the soft tender flesh splitting in some places as blood trickles from them.

She hangs, thrashing and wailing in excruciating agony, her entire body quivering and shaking.

Konrad sits and gazes at the inhuman display of barbarous scourging being inflicted upon the helpless girl.  His tongue licks a bit of spittle drooling from his cruel mouth.

"Excellent my talented friend.   Move her to the next level.  Unless you wish to confess your vile sins woman!"

"I have nothing to confess!   I am not a witch!!!!!"

"Proceed!"

The villainous torture master lowers Bertha to the floor, her legs are unable to support her and she collapses in a heap.  Gurd unbinds her and drags her to a machine to one side.

Standing her up he presses her against the framework, mauling and squeezing her full breasts.  The poor girl is still trying to cope with the terrible beating she has just experienced, and offers no resistance as he raises her arms over her head and ties stout ropes to her wrists which are wrapped around a round shaft at the top of the frame.

He steps back, she now hangs by her wrists on the frame, her back bent across another round roller.  He draws her ankles back to tie them to the bottom corners of the machine.  Moving to the side he turns a crank and the shaft at her back moves forward, thrusting harder into her back and bending her in a bow.

Bertha has recovered now to the point she franticly tosses her head from  side to side trying to fathom what is happening.

At the end of the upper shaft is a large wheel with long spokes protruding beyond the rim for hand holds.   Gurd pulls down on a spoke,  rotating the shaft and pulling on the ropes securing her wrists.

Click!   Click!   Click!

It takes only seconds for her to be extended tautly.

"Now you devils pawn, Confess, or my assistant will commence tearing your limbs asunder!"
 
"I cannot confess to false charges!  I am innocent! I am not a witch!  You must believe me!   I am innocent!"

"Enough! Continue with the questioning!"

Gurd eagerly bends to his task.

Click!  Click!  Click!

Bertha's quaking frame is pulled tighter, her arms stretched, her back bent tightly over the shaft.  The ropes around her ankles pull taut as her toes leave the floor and the muscles of her legs and torso stretch.

Click!   Click!  Click!  

A stabbing, searing pain lances up her arms, stabbing into the shoulders, tearing at the joints as tendons and muscles are stretched.  The muscles of her abdomen are pulled taut , the flesh sinking concave as her body stretches.   The muscles in her legs tremble and twitch, the tendons taut, standing out as tight cables.

Click!  Click!   Click!

A piercing shriek of agony hurls from her mouth, her lips drawn  back from her teeth.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

She pounds her head against the rough frame off the infernal instrument of torture

Shrill screams of unearthly agony issue from her torn, tormented core.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

The tearing asunder of her body goes on, her arms, first one and the the other slip from the shoulder sockets with a sickening pop, the stabbing pain blasts through the length of her shaking body.  The ligaments and muscles of her stomach tear, her hips will be disjointed in a millisecond.

NNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Her eyes bulge from their sockets,  drool slobbers from her mouth as screams pour from her wide spread mouth, screams to make the flesh crawl in intensity.

Her eyes close and her head lolls to one side as blackness engulfs her.

"She's gone Your Grace."

"Revive her! She will not escape so easily!"

Two of the acolytes dash buckets of icy water over Bertha's wracked, sweating body.

She shakes her head, then moans loudly, begging for mercy,  "stop the pain, stop!   Please!! Mercy!  Pleaseee!!!"

"Confess you whore of Satan!  Confess!"

"Please!   Mercy!  Mercy!"

"CONFESS!"

"No,,,No!!  Mercy! Please!   Stop!! Mercy!"

"Continue."

Gurd motions to a pair of acolytes who trundle over a brazier of hot coals. He looks over the assortment of irons sticking from the glowing nest.  Hefting a rod in his hand, the end of the rod shimmers white hot.  Holding it before Bertha's face, she turns her head away from the intense heat. Lowering the iron Gurd touches it to the taut flesh of her calf, slowly drawing it upwards to her knee and on nearly to the crease of thigh and abdomen.

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The skin puckers and sizzles, a curl of smoke rising as the savage iron sears a pathway up Bertha's leg.

An earshaattering scream to make ones hair stand on end bursts from her wide stretched mouth.

YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!

Gurd grins and twists the malevolent iron into her tortured flesh.  Returning the iron to the brazier he picks out another.   This time he thrusts it into her side and moves it up till it rests in her armpit, the flesh and muscles contracting and sizzling.

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTT!!

NNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!

Bertha's head thrashes from side to side. She pounds it against the frame.  Her screams like an animal being torn to shreds.

Gurd uses iron after iron on Bertha, pressing some between the toes of her feet, the flesh bubbling and sizzling.  Bertha quakes and writhes in unspeakable agony.

"Confess!'  bellows Konrad, a demonic sneer on his face, his eyes alight in elation, as his eyes devour her stretched and tortured being.

Bertha can do naught but shake her head.

"Continue!"

Gurd points to a heavy iron kettle and motions that it be brought to him.



To Be Continued......