PART 26
Jemma stared in quivering terror. Her frame shaking and still convulsing from
the electro-torture Si Lun had been inflicting upon her. Now it seemed
even her stretched nipples were about to be violated.
Si Lun connected the ends of the wires to yet another black device on the table
which was in turn wired to the magneto.
"The Colonel is going to turn his little crank for you again.
The current will be sent through my little switching device and then to your
lovely swollen teats. It will alternate from one to the other,
left, right, left, right. It will add a little
variety to your entertainment."
"It will get you nothing you depraved bitch!"
"Perhaps. It will certainly improve your
voice I'm betting. Colonel if you please!"
The Colonel began turning the crank on the magneto. A full second long
jolt of electricity tore into Jemma's left nipple which seemed to explode. As
soon as it ceased another jolt seared her right nipple. Then her left, back to the right. Back and forth
the tearing, searing jolts of current tore at her nipples. Jemma was sure
they were being obliterated. She shrieked in agony with each jolt,
her body thrashing and convulsing in brain numbing agony.
Jemma screamed at each pulse, her body jumping and convulsing.
AAAAARRRRRRRRRRR!!!!
EEEEEYYYYAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
NNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
It was not applied for a time and then stopped to let her slump and then
hitting her again. This was a continuous, unremitting application of a
pulsing charge of electricity.
Jemma convulsed with each jolt of electrical impulse.
Her body jumping and twisting as her breasts were blasted by the fiendish
current. To add even more agony to her torture, Si Lun flipped the
switch sending electricity to the diabolical breast cages. She left it on, a
continuous 100 volt searing of her breasts, while the alternating pulses
continued to her nipples.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
For 20 minutes the Colonel and Si Lun tortured Jemma's breasts and
nipples... Finally with an earsplitting howl of agony Jemma slipped into
blessed insensible blackness.
Consuelo watched in disbelieving horror as her friend and leader was
mercilessly tortured, her eyes bulging in appalling terror. She would
more than likely be next for some depraved torment.
Jemma hung, her body twitching and shivering even in unconsciousness.
Quivering and convulsing as her muscles continued contracting and shaking.
"As long as we are having a party why don't we bring our other two guests
from the cells to join in?"
"Excellent idea my sweet! Sergeant would you
please see that our friends in the cellblock grace us with their
presence."
"With great pleasure sir."
The Sergeant hustles off to Lori Beth's and Tiffany's cells.
After Lori Beth's session on the electric rack she was placed in one of the
concrete cells with a steel collar around her neck which in turn was chained to
the wall. Her wrists manacled to a steel band around her waist. She
was too out of it to do more than lie on the cold damp concrete, drifting in
and out of consciousness.
Tiffany still hung by the cruel collar around her neck, her toes barely
touching the floor. Her arms were twisted up behind her and hooked to a
loop on the back of her neck collar. She drifted in and out of lucidity,
still twitching and quivering at times as her brain flashed recollections of electro-torture through her brain. She sobbed and
whimpered.
The crash of the steel door of her cell startled Lori Beth and she shrunk back
toward the wall. She looked up at the Sergeant in dread as he strode into
the cell. He turned to the guards with him and said "bring
her." The chain securing her to the wall was unlocked and she was
yanked to her feet.
The clang of the door to her cell jolted Tiffany from a rare moment free of the
tremors and shaking. Her eyes flew open and she shrank back in a futile
attempt to move away.
"This one too!"
The chain suspending her was unlocked and Tiffany would have sagged to the
floor but for one of the burly guards who eagerly wrapped his arms about her,
being sure to grasp her monumental breasts. Tiffany gave a yelp as he roughly
handled her sore and aching globes.
Pulling on the chains hooked to the collars about their necks the two terrified
girls were drug along the corridor. Tiffany having to be supported a good
bit of the way.
"We're having a little get together for all of you. Everyone
gets to watch while Si Lun amuses us with one of you until someone tells us
what we want."
Tiffany mumbles something about her not knowing what they want.
"No matter, you sing beautifully"
"Oh God, no more please! I don't know anything. Please don't
hurt me anymore."
As they entered the interrogation room, Consuelo's eye widened and she moaned,
"oh God! not Lori and Tiffany too!"
"Yes! They have been quite uncooperative so far. Maybe
you can convince them to be more forthcoming."
"My God what have you done to them you beasts?"
"Merely tried to persuade them to help us"
Tiffany's eyes darted about the room of terror, visibly trembling as she
spotted the frame on which she had so ruthlessly been subjected to prolonged
electro-torture.
She whimpered and sobbed, "Nooo!! Please not again, not
again!"
"No, no my little song bird. We will try something else,,,,, first. But then,,, who knows."
"Noooo!!! Please!! Don't hurt me again! PLEASSEEE!!!"
"That is entirely up to your companions."
Tiffany stared at Jemma, hanging insensible by her neck, slowly swinging to and
fro. Consuelo, strapped to the monstrous
frame on which she herself, had been subjected to savage torture. Raul, whimpering like a child, twitching and shaking in his own
agony, the vicious weights and ball crusher still tormenting him.
"The one with those huge tits first Sergeant, I think you know what I
want."
"Yes indeed lady."
Taking Tiffany by an elbow he hustled her to the center of the group. Using
strong cord he wrapped several turns of it very tightly around the base of each
of her tits, forcing them to bulge forward.
"What are you doing? Why are you tying me like this?"
Lowering a cable from the ceiling, on the end of which was a large hook, he
looped the hook around the cords between Tiffany's bulging breasts. One
of the guards turned a crank over by the wall and the hook rose.
"OH NOOO!!! You can't do this! NOOOOO!!!"
Si Lun and her partners just smiled and watched as the cable rose higher and
higher.
Tiffany rose to her toes. The cable continued to rise tugging at her oversize
beasts. Her toes left the floor.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHRRRRR!!!!!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Si Lun chuckled, a look of delight on her face. Tiffany's large
breast flesh was stretched and compressed as her entire weight was hung from
the tightly bound globes.
"YYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAA!!!.
Mercy!!! STOP!!!! STOPPPPP!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!"
Tiffany continued to rise till her toes were a good six inches from the
floor. The Sergeant brought a 4 foot spreader bar
and linked the shackles around her ankles to the ends, spreading her
legs.
Tiffany's breasts had already turned a deep purple, the nipples swollen and
dark.
Si Lun walked to Tiffany and looking up smiled and reached out to caress her
stomach and mound. Motioning to the Colonel he brought her two
clamps with short chains dangling from them. Slipping her fingers into
Tiffany's slit she parted them and snapped a clip on each. Tiffany
screeched and twisted. Si Lun then quickly attached a one pound
weight to each of the clips, dragging Tiffany's outer lips down.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRR!!
"There now, that should keep you occupied while I attend to the
other one. Spread the other one on the floor. I want the sling
under her so make it loosely."
The Sergeant released Lori Beth's wrists and forced her to the concrete floor
on her back. She was so weak she offered no resistance at
all. He attached short chains to each of her ankles and wrists,
then to widely spread rings in the floor. Next he lifted her middle and
slid a canvas sling, two inches wide and two feet long, under her. A
large steel ring was stitched into each end of the sling. Another cable was
pulled down from overhead with a hook on the end. The rings were brought
together and attached to the hook. Another crank was turned and the
hook rose, lifting Lori Beth's middle. It kept rising until she was bowed
in an arch, it didn't stop until Lori Beth had been lifted from the floor and
stretched taut as a bow string, stretching, her splayed arms and legs, the
muscles trembling.
"Now my little schemer. what
have you to say to me?"
"Fuck you, you mindless whore!"
"Oh my, my. Still haven't come to the realization that "I"
control your wellbeing"
"We will all see you in hell you misguided bitch!"
'Quite possibly, quite possibly, but I guarantee you, you will be there long
before I am, and it will be a very pain filled trip for you, but will be quite
delicious for me escorting you there, and I have one of my favorite methods to
start you on your way."
Si Lun moved over to her cart holding her nefarious toys.
