PART 26
Si Lun returns to the table and connects the two wires to a transformer, not
the magneto. Jemma quivers in terror wondering what new form of torture
the twisted mind of the demonic fiend was planning.
There is a red lever on the side of the transformer and a button on
top. Si Lun presses the button, a green LED winks on on top of the
transformer, Jemma tenses, bracing for he surge of current. None
comes. Si Lun giggles, savoring Jemma's terror. She
moves the lever slightly. Still nothing.
Jemma wonders if this is some sick attempt at amusement for the unholy crew
torturing them. In a few moments she feels a slight
warmth in her terribly tormented breasts. The warm feeling grows, and
grows. It's the needles. They are getting warm. Jemma
stares down in horror. Si Lun smiles as she sees Jemma beginning to
realize what is happening.
She nudges the lever further, the needles in
Jemma's breasts grow warmer, warmer Now the warming is getting more and
more uncomfortable, the needles are getting hot. Si Lun keeps moving the
lever further and further...
Jemma squirms and shakes her breasts, the needles are hot,,,,, Very hot. A wisp of smoke curs up from the
needless where they impale her nipples... Jemma screams as the needles grow
even hotter, fluid bubbles where the needles
stab into her nipples. The needles now are starting to turn
orange. Jemma screams, shaking her tits in a pointless attempt to shake
the vicious barbs loose. The needles are now hissing and steaming,
Jemma's breasts quiver and shake as she thrashes in agony, the red hot needles
searing her flesh.
Her screams reverberate through the room, piercing the air in unspeakable
agony. Saliva drools from her levered open mouth, running in rivulets
down between those tortured mounds. She shudders and thrashes in helpless
pain, her breasts aflame.
Si Lun turns the transformer off temporarily and kneels in front of Jemma's
splayed legs. Using some of the slobber from Jemma's drooling mouth
she slides her fingers into Jemma's crotch, separating the plump
lips. Sliding her finger up and down the slit she concentrates on
the bud of flesh at the top, peeling back the hood uncovering Jemma's
clitoris. Jemma barely takes notice as she tries to deal with the
heinous pain in her breasts.
Si Lun quickly gets her attention as she presses the needle in her other hand
through Jemma's swollen love nub.
Jemma screams as the needle pierces her most sensitive organ Si Lun
leaves a stub of the needle protruding. The Colonel hands her anther wire
with clip attached. Si Lun deftly clips the wire to the needle. It
is already plugged into the transformer
"In heavens name! NOOO!"
"Ummm yes my recalcitrant whore! In a few moments you're
going to have a very hot pussy."
"NOO!! NOO!!!! Not there! NOOOOOO!!!!"
It only takes a minute or two and the needle is glowing and Jemma is screaming
like a demented animal as the needle sizzles and bubbles, searing her center of
sensuality. Her body twitches and squirms, the ungodly needles searing
her flesh.
It is then that Si Lun reaches to the switch on the pitiless black box.
The savage surge of current blasts through the wires and into Jemma's caged
breasts, blue flashes of electricity dance
between the two malevolent domes surrounding her huge globes.
Jemma's shrieks rise in crescendo as the combination of electricity and the
searing needles push her into a state of agony beyond comprehension. She
convulses and thrashes, her muscles twisting and contracting, the tendons stand
out like taut cables.
In spite of the powerful drugs injected into her, she gives one tremendous wail
of agony and slumps unconscious.
Si Lun presses the transformer button again and flips off the
electricity... Though senseless, Jemma's body continues to shake and
convulse, tremors ripple up and down her legs and arms, her breasts shaking.
"Ohh poor baby, she seems to have overloaded."
Just like Tiffany before, the unconscious Jemma's body continues to convulse
and quiver.
Consuelo and Raul have watched this display of inhuman torture eyes wide and
bulging in disbelief and horror.
Si Lun walks to where Consuelo is stretched on the terrible torture frame..
She gives the skewers impaling Consuelo's full breasts a twist, eliciting cries
of pain from the terror filled girl.
"Ready for more fun my sweet?"
"Get away from me you depraved devil!"
"Ahhh, so you would rather I gave your
boyfriend some more attention, hmmm? Very well I'll come back
shortly."
Raul watched Si Lun approach in fear. His mutilated genitalia ached and
throbbed. His impaled and vice gripped testicles throbbing in
pain.
"Ready to talk my friend? Or should I give
the screws another turn and mash those globes to mush.."
"Do as you will. I'll tell you nothing!"
"Pity! Well after I clip them off the Colonel and I can share them
broiled for a snack later."
Si Lun went to the cart and returned with the vicious copper rod.
Cradling his partly crushed balls in her hand she fisted his penis in her other
hand and commenced sliding it up and down the shaft. Repulsed,
and dreading the insertion of the copper rod Raul tried with all his resolve to
remain flaccid. To his horror Si Lun's expert manipulation
accomplish the desired effect. In just a few moments his penis stood
stiff and hard, bobbing in front of him.
Si Lun bent and sucked the trembling knob of Raul's tool into her talented
mouth, licking and sucking him to even greater rigidity. When she was
satisfied with the results she slid the rod into her mouth to moisten it and
spreading the lips of his urethra with two fingers guided the terrible rod into
Raul's penis. Twisting and pushing she insinuated the long rod all
the way up his thrumming phallus, till it was buried all the way to his
bladder. Si Lun then withdrew it as she had the first time, sliding it in
and out of his cock. It felt like a red hot poker to Raul. He
squirmed and jerked in an attempt to move away but he was bound too
firmly.
Si Lun fucked his urethra for some 10 minutes, Raul was whimpering and
trembling. He knew worse, MUCH worse was to come.
"Feels nice doesn't it little boy?"
Raul, trembling shook his head.
"Really? And here I figured you were
having a good time. Well no matter you will rue the fact you have it in a
few minutes."
Si Lun plugged the wires into the base of the rod and nodded to the
Colonel. The Colonel stood with a hand on the handle of the
magneto. He started to turn the handle slowly. Raul tensed,
his body going stiff. The Colonel spun the handle faster. Raul
bowed up in his bindings, straining, his muscles knotted and
quivering. A high pitched wail issued from his mouth as the current
coursed through his shaking penis, he was convulsing and thrashing as the
current blasted into him. The Colonel turned the handle faster and
faster. Raul's wailing turned to frantic screams as he thrashed and
convulsed.
The Colonel stopped turning the handle and Raul slumped on the frame, gasping
for breath.
Si Lun nodded her head and mouthed, "Again"
to the Colonel. The mind numbing current surged through Raul's bursting
penis again, his body twitched and jerked, his limbs
taut and rigid. He was flopping and convulsing like a fish on a hook, his
screams piercing the air. The Colonel stopped, Raul collapsed. The
Colonel resumed cranking, Raul resumed screaming and struggling, and all the
while Si Lun slowly slid the savage rod in and out of Raul's
phallus. As she penetrated deeper into his penis his screams rose
in pitch till he sounded like a woman. They lowered as she withdrew
it. In and out the barbarous tool moved in his cock. Raul
wriggled and squirmed to rid himself of the demonic instrument of torture to no
avail. He screamed and trembled, the muscles of his legs twitching and
rippling as the vicious rod seared his member.
They tortured Raul in this fashion for nearly and hour. Raul was reduced
to a quivering, shaking husk. He pleaded and begged for them to
kill him. His agony was insurmountable, his penis a piece of screaming,
inflamed muscle.
At last Si Lun slid the monstrous instrument from his agonized
phallus. His arms and legs continued to twitch and jerk. He
shook and trembled though the current had ceased. His breath came
in heaves and gasps A steady wail came from his
mouth.
Grinning, Si Lun reached to his crotch and gave the screw on the nut crusher a
savage twist. Raul arched up on the frame and screamed, then
flopped down.
"Either the good Dr's potions are weakening or my talents are getting
better. In either case we have to do something about this fainting
while under interrogation."
Consuelo sill hung limp and out of it.
Si Lun instructed the Sergeant to move her from the steel frame she was on to
another device. Unstrapping her he carried her over to two 3 inch steel
posts, imbedded in the concrete floor, spaced 3 feet apart. They stood 8
feet tall with a crossbar welded across the top. Starting at 3 feet above
the floor, holes had been bored through the posts every 6 inches all the way to
the top. An inch and a half steel tube was passed through them connecting
the posts. It was removable so it could be inserted in whatever holes suited
the person in question.
While the Sergeant held her upright, the Colonel strapped her wrists together
behind he back and her arms at her elbows, drawing them together. An
ammonia ampoule under her nose brought her back to the real world. The world of inhuman torture and pain. Holding her up to one
of the posts they adjusted the crossbar to just above her
shoulders. The Sergeant lifted her and the Colonel pulled her
pinioned arms over the top of the bar. A chain from her wrists was
linked into a ring in the floor between her dangling legs. They finished
by hooking the cuffs on her ankles out to the bottoms of the posts.
Consuelo now hung a few inches off the floor, suspended by the bar which passed
under her arms. With her ankles tethered to the bottoms of the posts she
was bowed in an arch, her abundant breasts thrust in front of her.. The evil skewers still thrust through them.
Si Lun moved over in front of her and looked her over approvingly.
"Very good as usual my friends, very good.
First thing I need do is removed those pretty decorations in her tits.
Then we can go to work."
Jemma has revived and watches in disbelieving horror, Consuelos
eyes bulging in terror as the three miscreants prepare her for some maniacal
torture.
Si Lun picks up a pair of heavy pinches from her cart and walks to Consuelo.
