PART 23
Consuelo stares in disbelieving horror at the savage torture of Raul, who now
hangs in merciful unconsciousness. She can scarcely comprehend the unbridled,
merciless, viciousness of this inhuman creature torturing them. She most
obviously takes great delight in inflicting the most heinous and barbaric of
tortures upon her helpless victims.
Consuelo has little time to reflect on this as Si Lun, her near naked body glistening with sweat, turns to
her with an evil look in her eyes.
"Before I resume chatting with this obstinate little one here, bring the
ringleader back if you will my Colonel."
"Of course my love. Perhaps she may have a
change of heart witnessing your communicating with her companions.
Sergeant bring that Jemma
woman."
"At once sir. I really enjoyed helping you
play with her. She screams so beautifully."
Jemma still hangs from the ceiling of her tiny
concrete cell. Her neck is raw and blood seeps from under the cruel steel
collar 'round her neck. Her breasts are two mounds of horrific pain
as the weights hanging from the needles piercing her nipples tear at the
tormented nubs. She moans in agony as she slowly twists and turns, the
pain searing her brain.
The slot in the door slides back and the same lust filled eyes peer at her
still sensual form. It closes and then the lock clicks and the door
is flung open. It is the Sergeant. He gazes at her dangling body in
it's unending agony, and smiling, licks his lips.
"Time for more play my beauty, rest period is over"
Jemma looks at him in incomprehensible hatred.
Even in her agony she still has the strength to spit at him.
"Ahh. Still full of piss and vinegar eh? Good, you're really
gonna enjoy what we have for you then. Ha!
Ha!"
Jemma had no idea what he meant. Locked in her
cell, buried behind thick concrete walls, she knew nothing of the premature
uprising or it's failure. Her world had consisted of
the terrible stricture in her private hell..
The Sergeant lowered her to her feet. The steel collar was released from
the ring overhead, the chain left to dangle down between her formidable
breasts, the bar still under her arms thrusting those breasts forward, the
barbarous needles and weights stayed put. He wrenched her along the
passages toward the interrogation room. As they arrived outside that room
of terror and torture, the Sergeant paused, and while two guards held Jemma fast he took a harness and placed it over her
head. It consisted of a red ball which he forced into her mouth. It had
straps extending from those of the ball gag around her head. They ran up across
her cheeks and joined on her forehead, continuing over her head to fasten in
back to the strap holding the ball securely in her mouth. Opening the
door he shoved her into the horrors of the interrogation room.
Jemma's eyes widened and she cast a glowering look of
hatred at the Colonel and his exquisite torturer, as she took in the terrible
sight of Raul and Consuelo. She tried venting her hatred, but only
succeeded in unintelligible grunts. Already the drool was dribbling from
her stretched mouth, slobbering down between her tormented breasts. Jemma looked from the comatose Raul to the terrified
Consuelo, trussed and trembling on the infernal frame which held her in it's terrible grip. Mucus and fluids seeped from her wet , shiny, flayed, nipples, running down her sides and
dripping to the floor. Her chest heaved as she sobbed and
whimpered.
On seeing Jemma her eyes widened in
horror and disbelief at Jemma's ghastly appearance.
The brutal collar around her neck, the way the bar thrust her breasts forward
and the horrific weights hanging from the needles thrust through her nipples.
But, she still had that look of defiance and hatred for their captors.
"Well, your fearless leader! Welcome to our entertainment you
mindless whore!'
Jemma grunted what obviously were
obscene invectives at the Colonel and especially Si
Lun.
"Put her against that post Sergeant where
she will have an unobstructed view of the fun. I am sure she will enjoy
watching as I entertain everyone at the expense of her compatriots."
The Sergeant pushed Jemma to a heavy steel post to
one side. He took the chain tethered to her neck collar and hooked it to
a ring high up so Jemma was forced to stand nearly on
her toes.
Si Lun went to Raul and
retrieved the stool she had sat on while she was nearly emasculating him, and
placed it in front of Consuelo.
"Revive our stalwart hero Sergeant. I want to be sure he can hear
Consuelo as I play with her. I have a feeling she will be quite
vocal."
The Sergeant splashed a bucket of cold water over Raul's naked body. He
quickly came to his senses and trembled with the continued agony of his
mutilated genitals.
Jemma looked at him and wept as she took in the
barbaric mutilation.
'Now my misguided little girl, do you wish to change your mind and tell us what
we wish from you? Or are you going to defy me and remain silent."
"I'll tell you nothing you oriental pig!"
"Ahh.
Haven't learned at thing have you? Well all the better for me.
Prepare to experience pain that will make what
you have so far endured childs play.
Sergeant! my toys please."
The Sergeant rolled Si Lun's
cart of demonic instruments next to poor Consuelo. Then he trundled the
brazier over with it's hellish irons.
Si Lun seated herself
between Consuelo's wide spread thighs. Reaching to her cart she
retrieved two shiny brass alligator clips with long wires attached. She
bent over Consuelo's trembling body and licked the weeping nipple of one
quivering breast. Sucking it into her lips she tongued it, then releasing it, she took it between thumb and forefinger
pinching and twisting it. This had the desired effect,
Consuelo yelped and tried to shrink back. Then pulling on the
skinned nub with those two digits she held the alligator clip up for Consuelo
to see, then watch as Si Lun placed the teeth of the jaws around the nipple and let
them snap shut.
'AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!!"
"Umm... Sharp aren't they?"
Repeating the cruel procedure she clamped the other clip to Consuelo's other
nipple. Consuelo was trembling as she whimpered and sobbed, not just from
the pain of the clips, but the terror of what she feared would follow.
"There we are, just one more thing and we will be ready for you to sing
for us. And look at the audience you have. Your leader, your
doltish companion, the Colonel, the Sergeant and these VERY interested guards,
and of course ME, who will help you hit all those high
notes for us."
Reaching to her cart again Si Lun
picked up a long silver probe at least 12 inches long with the ubiquitous wires
dangling from the end. Picking up a tube of gel she smeared a generous amount
on the probe, and Consuelo's anus. Placing the tip to that puckered rosette she
twisted and pressed it into Consuelo's bottom. The probe was tapered near
the lower end so once it was fully inserted it couldn't be expelled by the
impaled.
Si Lun busied herself
collecting the wires and plugging them into the telephone magneto on the cart,
beside which the Colonel eagerly waited.
"And now you are all prepared to experience
the wonders of modern electricity."
"God NOOOO!!! Don't do this! PPlease! NOOOOO!"
"Too late my dear. Too late!
Si Lun nodded and waved her
hand to the Colonel who commenced turning the crank on the magneto.
The reaction was immediate. Consuelo stiffened and strained against the
creaking leather straps. A sharp intake of breath, then a howl of
unspeakable agony burst from her wide stretched mouth. She thrashed and
struggled against the straps, her body convulsing and shuddering as the current
tore through her The Colonel cranked for 20 seconds and
stopped. Consuelo slumped on the frame, trembling
and shaking, gasping for air.
Si Lun nodded again and the
Colonel resumed the cranking, starting slower than before then speeding up till
his hand was a blur, the current radiating from her seared nipples to her anus
and back. Her tortured body thrashed and convulsed as muscles spasmed and contracted. Consuelo struggled like a
fish on a hook, struggling against the straps which creaked and squeaked as she
twisted her cruelly splayed body. She screamed and howled in agony, again
and again as the diabolical current flashed through her..
The Colonel stopped once more, leaving Consuelo hanging on the frame, twitching
and shaking.
Si Lun gave her a scant 10
seconds and again nodded to the Colonel.
Consuelo screamed and screamed.
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
This scenario was repeated over and over.
NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
Even when the current was not flowing through her, Consuelo's body shook and
tore at the frame, her eyes bulging from their sockets as though they would
burst.
Si Lun tortured her thus
for 30 minutes. To Consuelo it seemed an eternity. Her body shook and twitched, she was either screaming or gasping for air to
scream again. When it finally stopped, she hung limp and slack on the
frame, convulsions rippled up and down her body. She babbled and begged.
"No more!.. No more!..
Please! In the name of heaven,,, No
more!"
"Ready to talk for us my little marionette?"
"Oh please stop! PLEASE!."
"Tell us then!"
Still shaking and trembling uncontrollably, Consuelo shook her head.
"Again my Colonel"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
When the current hit her Consuelo nearly tore her arms from their sockets as she struggled futilely. Her screams enough to make your flesh crawl.
Si Lun and the Colonel
played with the unfortunate girl for another 20 minutes, till in the midst of
an ear shattering scream, in spite of the stimulants and chemicals, she fell
silent. For the moment at least, released from the mad, brutal torture.
"Oh dear, she seems to have stopped her
singing! Well we will just have to move on then. Bring THAT one
over here, gesturing toward Jemma. It's time we
stopped mucking about and got serious about this. But first my Colonel I
think I could do with a refreshing shower, a little snack and hopefully a bit
of nibbling on you to relax a little. While enchanting and delightful,
these charming diversions take a lot out of a girl."
"Oh yes indeed my Asian flower. You were superb, and such fine work
deserves a break'
As he talked the Colonel groped his throbbing erection watching Si Lun's
expertise had produced., that and thinking of Si Lun's voracious mouth.
The Sergeant too was sporting an impressive bulge in his trousers. They
both knew Si Lun would be
eager to exercise her mouth after her exertions with Raul and Consuelo,not to mention the
anticipation of entertaining themselves with Jemma..
To Be Continued.......
