The Bandit Girl

When they Awoke the next morning Beatrix and Jacob were invited to breakfast with the mayor and his wife. They sat in a large hall around a big oak table with just the four of them along with some servants waiting on them. Jacob had never known such privilege but refrained from speaking out.

Beatrix said "Why thank you for your hospitality Mayor Hampton. We are both very grateful for what you have done"


With a laugh the Mayor replied "Ha think nothing of it. I am always happy to help those doing the lords work"
 
"That's very kind of you. We had to travel far and these roads are often not safe at night"


The mayor's wife spoke out. She was younger than him with dark drown hair. “I heard you used torture on lady Harrington while you questioned her. Her family have never been right so it is no surprise but do you mind if I ask what tortures were used?”


Beatrix put down her fork “Well it was rather server are you sure you wish to know?”


“That I do” replied the woman.


“Very well. We tied her to a table with her legs apart. Then with her womanhood exposed I ordered her to be whipped there. A good sized whip was used so she was caused much pain. With her legs spread she was unable to move so direct, hard lashes were felt by her yet did not reveal any more information”


The Mayors wife sounded please at what was done “Sounds good such cruelty should be used on a woman like that. Lashing such a sensitive area of a woman would be effective. Now what else was done?”


“Next hot coals were used to burn the lips very slowly. With careful touches she suffered for quite a while. Over time the coal was pressed against her womanhood all over both external lips then the lips were parted to burn her between them. but after that we used the pear”


“A pear was used on her womanhood?”


“Yes and it was fully opened as well. It tore her horribly but was needed. She screamed so loudly as she felt it damage her”


“Good she deserved such. Will she survive?”


“I am not sure. A red hot metal rod was also pushed into her afterwards. If she recovers then it will be a long recovery but she may also die. It is in gods hands now”


Jacob was very surprised by her interest in torture but kept quiet. Beatrix then said “Well again we are very grateful for your hospitality. Is there anything we can do for you?”


The mayor looked a little more seriously at Beatrix "Well I would actually like to ask for your help if I may? I will pay you both very well if you will assist me with a matter?"


Beatrix responded "Of course, how may we be of service?"


"Well as you know we have a problem with bandits in the area. They are hurting trade with this township depends on to survive"


"Yes I understand it is a serious problem Mayor Hampton"


"But last night a during a robbery my men got to there just in time to stop them and catch one of them. She is a young red headed girl, a nasty thing but she will know where there main camp is. The problem is she wont tell us anything and my men are too scared to apply torture. I need to know where the bandits live so will you help me?"


Beatrix nodded "Jacob and I will be happy to help you in this matter. My partner here is very skilled at getting information so we should have little trouble"


"O thank you I am very grateful"

All three of them finished there breakfast then the mayor took them to see the girl. They walled out of the house to a near by barn where the horses were normally kept. It was a bout 50 feet from the main house across some grass.

The weather had been good so the grass was firm and as they walked up the the barn they heard to guards talking inside. The door was open so they went inside the wooden structure. It was about 40 feet long by 20 wide with a high roof.  Inside there were two wooden pillars that went up to the roof for support with a beam about 10 feet off the ground connecting them. Down the sides were stalls for horses and all over the ground there was hay.

Tied to one of the pillars was the girl while two guards stood watch. She had shoulder length red hair as described by the mayor. She was sat down with her arms tied behind her back looking down. When she heard more people entering the room she looked up at them. She had a round face with big eyes as well as a look of hate on her face. She was wearing dark pants and a near black shirt probably to hide better at night with.


The mayor said "Here is the girl now do to her what you need. I'll leave the details to you"


Beatrix looked to Jacob "As you are the professional how would you like to start?"


He looked at the two pillar with the beam running between them then said "I have an idea. Guards here is some rope. Please tie a length to both her wrists and ankles then we will hang her off this beam"


He pointed to the beam then the guards nodded and did as asked. She struggled as they untied her from the pillar then tied the longer pieces of rope that Jacob had given them. Each piece was about 12 feet long and quite thick.


Once the ropes were attached they were frown up over the beam then Jacob grabbed one and a guard got the other. Then then both pulled so she was hoisted up with her arms stretched out. She still had her feet on the ground which Jacob wanted. Then they secured the rope leaving her stood looking at them with her arms pulled up. Next they got the roped tied to her ankles and pulled her legs apart. They then secured the ropes to the pillars. This left her with her legs wide apart and her standing on her tip toes.


Jacob then said "Thank you guards leave the rest to me"


Beatrix saw her restrained with her limps pulled outwards and was impressed "Now I will leave with the mayor to discuss future business. Do to her as you like but we will want to hear her screams as we talk"


Jacob responded "I will make her scream there is no worry of that. You can leave me with her now"


With that the two guards, the mayor and Beatrix left the barn then closed the big wooden door behind them. Jacob picked up a knife then walked up to the girl. Her large eye were fixed on the blade as he moved closer to her.


"Now then girl as you will not cooperate I am to torture you for the information. You will tell me where your camp is"


She looked at him then said in a angry tone "you'll get nothing from me"


"Very well"


He took the blade then cut away her clothes. First he removed the shirt from her revealing a thin but muscular body with small perk breasts. As she breathed he could see her ribs under her skin. Next her cut way her pants, one leg at a time her cut away the fabric.


Once removed she was naked. Jacob could she she had a very curvy figure with large thighs and buttocks. He normally preferred breasts in a woman but found himself staring at her legs, the were most beautiful he thought. As she looked between her legs past the downy fir he saw the inner parts of her womanhood protruded the lips.


He put two finger together then while standing close to her he touched her womanhood. She tried to resist but it was no use so she just watched him as he stroked her lips. He then pinched the soft protruding flesh between his forefinger and thumb "This will make an excellent target for my whip"


She snarled at him "What are you waiting for then? strike it"


He tilted his head to a side "So you want me to hurt you?'


"I know you will so you may as well start. You have my bud in your grip and I know you want to hurt me there"


"Very well"


Jacob then pinched it as hard as he could. She closed her eyes then gritted her teeth as she felt the pain. He then twisted the flesh to increase the pain and as he did she looked right at him. He twisted a little harder then she cried out.


"Ouuuuccccch!"


After a minute he let go of her then watched as she panted for breath. She was clearly not happy with the violation as she stared at him with a foul expression. Jacob stepped away to collect a whip, one he had it he showed it to her. It had a wooden handle and from that came a long strip of leather with a knot in the end.


"Look at this real close"


He moved the whip close to her face. Her eyes followed it as it was moved.


"I bet this will leave a few marks"


"Do what you must to me"


"I will"


Jacob then walked behind her then struck her with the whip.
 
CRACK!


He lashed her across the back then readied himself to strike her again.


CRACK!


She grit her teeth trying not to scream, so much did she want to deify him. Seeing this he lashed her again but harder


"ARRRRRRRRR"


She let out a cry as the third lash struck her she hated herself for doing it but the pain was very high. She felt so exposed with her limbs stretched out and the whip he had chosen was a very cruel one.


CRACK!


He struck her again and watched as she tensed her muscles causing her whole body to shake with each lash. After watching this he struck her again.


"AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!"

Her cries of pain were getting louder so at least the mayor and Beatrix would be happy. He carried on lashing her all over her back, buttocks and thighs with the whip. After she had taken 40 lashes her back was covered in red lash marks with some having drawn blood. Despite the red marks her body was still very appealing to him so as they were alone he walked up behind her.


He placed his hands on her back then ran them down to her thighs while very much enjoying her smooth skin. Then he moved his hands up to her breasts so he could cup them. He kept his left hand fondling her left breast then he sent his right one down to her womanhood. Once there she gasped as she looked down at his exploring hands.


"What the ......" She said as he began to softly caress the soft folds of skin as if to please her. He did not just know of how to pain a woman he knew how to please one and wanted to demonstrate that. At first she did not like the violation but then she gave into it. She did not know why but she started to like it. She lent her head back then started to grind her pelvis in time with his strokes.


"Ummmmmmmmm. Oooo"


She began to make sounds of pleasure as he touched her just right. She forgot about the torture as her mind cleared and she enjoyed him fingering her. He moved his head over her shoulder the said "Do you like this?"


She nodded "O yes"


"Shall I continue"


"Yes please do. I would love to please you as well but I would have to be let down and we both know that cant Ummmmmmmm. happen."


"It's ok just enjoy it"


He wanted to be nice to her as he knew she would be first tortured the painfully executed. He also found himself very attracted to her body as well as loving her strength. She grind harder as he fingered her and her moans of pleasure got louder. He moved his left hand to cover her mouth so anyone would thing they were gagged cries of pain.


A few more minutes passed then he noticed her mouth opened wide then her whole body twitched. He did not stop the motions of his finger until he felt them dampen as she climaxed. He pulled his fingers away then walked around to the front of her. As they looked at each other she licked her bottom lip having enjoyed what had just happened.


"We can end this here if you tell me where the camp is. They need not know where the information came from, just tell"

She looked at the whip in his had "I cant tell you so you must resume whipping my body. At least my screams will please your employers"


He was very taken back by the girl. He was surprised she was able to feel pleasure despite being tied up like that and her acceptance that he must continue the torture was something he never expected.


"Very well but I will whip the front of your body now"


She turned her head to the side then closed her eyes bracing for pain. He then lashed her with the whip.


CRACK!


"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGHHHHH"

She cried out as the whip struck her across her left breast.


CRACK!


Her body shook violently from the pain as the pulled on the ropes. She was right at least her screams will please Beatrix and the mayor.


CRACK!


He struck her again causing another scream. She was very strong to be able to take all this without breaking.


CRACK!

Another lash hit her breasts. He found hitting them caused her the most pain.

CRACK!


He aimed and hit her as close to her womanhood as he could. He would not be able to hit the lips directly like this but continued the whip her and aim for her sensitive areas as often as he could. As the lashes continued red marks appeared all over her. But unlike before he could see her feeling the pain. He watched tear fall fro her eyes and the look of horror in her eyes as she watched him unleash another lash.


After 40 or so lashed he Knelt down on one knee giving him a good view of what was between her legs. He held the handle of the whip in his right hand while holding the leather in his left. He aimed for the delicate bud that was between her lips. He knew he could hit it if he aimed just right.


Jacob launched the whip and struck her on the very top of where her lips begin. It was not exactly on target but she screamed louder than before. After steadying the whip he hit her again but this time he was the whip hit her right on her bud. God must hate her giving her a bud that protruded like that Jacob thought as he saw it wobble from the strike.


She screamed and tried to twist her body frantically. She wanted so much to close her legs but could not, knowing this she clenched her teeth then waited for him to whip her again.


CRACK!


He hit her bud again, he knew it was right on target and so did she as she felt the pain from it run though her. Now each lash landed right on her most delicate skin causing her horrible pain. He thought she might break but she took the lashes one after the other.


He paused to check the skin for damage but noticed she started to push out her stomach so her womanhood would be harder to hit.


He placed her hand on her stomach carefully "Please don't do that" he said softly.


She looked down "I am sorry" She said in a soft voice as if she wanted to do as he said.


She then tensed her stomach and bent her knees so he was able to get a good view of her. In fact it was better than before so he could strike her more effectively. The skin was very swollen and he had cut her with the whip as well. But as he had her in this position he readied the whip to give her another lash.


CRACK!


Her whole body shook as she screamed out. She struggled for a moment then when she stopped she pushed her pelvis forward as before presenting him her womanhood. He was surprised by this but took the chance to strike it again.


He prepared the whip then lashed her as hard as he could.


CRACK!


She continued to thrash about for a bit until she calmed down then breathed deeply. She let her head fall down as he gently touched the skin he had been whipping. Her skin felt warmer after it had felt the whip. He stood you the she raised her head as he did so he was looking right at her.


"If you will not talk then you know I must escalate the torture"


"I do, you must do as you have too"


Jacob had noticed two iron bars that he thought would be useful for her torture. They were about three feet long with a ring at each end and one in the middle. They were used on horse draw carriages but were just the thing he was looking for. 


He put one on the iron bars at her feet then untied them from the rope connecting them to the pillars. He then used smaller bits of rope to tie each foot to one of the rings at each end. She watched inquisitively as he tied her feet to the bar unsure of what her next torture would be.


Jacob then picked up another length of rope then tied one end to the ring in the middle of the bar. Next he tied the other one to the pillar about three feet off the ground. This pulled her body to the side but she still did not know what was to happen to her.

He then untied her arms so she was sitting on the stool. Then with two small bits of rope he tied both her hands to the rings on the sides on the iron bar. Jacob did this in the same way as he had done with her feet. The girl was still not sure what was happening yet did not struggle with the change.

Finally with one longer bit of rope he tied one end to the ring in the middle of the bar now attached to her wrists. Then he pulled her back and wrapped the rope around the other pillar. This caused her to be pulled back so she was laying flat facing upwards. Once pulled around the pillar he tied the other end of the rope to the middle ring forming a loop.

He did this so he could push a length of wood between the rope and the pillar then turn it to tighten the rope as he planned to stretch her.

Once the ropes were in place he found a suitable length of wood to tighten her and pushed it between the pillar and the rope. The force of her body kept it in place as he looked at her. She was laying face u breathing deeply. Her buttocks were still touching the stool and the metal bars kept her arms and legs slightly apart.

"Now then girl do you know what I have planned?"

She nodded looking frightened "Yes... I am to be stretched"

"That is correct. I will stretch you slowly to hurt you more and more. The longer you do not tell the truth the more your body will be pulled apart. Will you confess or stretch"

Her lips trembled "I will .... Stretch"

With that he walked around to the back of the pillar holding her arms. Jacob then gripped the length of wood then  steadily began to turn it. He had not stretched a girl before so he was unsure of how much tension was needed so he went carefully.

As he turned it he heard creaking in the wood then noticed her buttocks being raised up off the stool as her body was pulled flat. After a full turn she was suspended in the air held up by the ropes. She looked panicked as she began to feel the force pulling on her limbs.

He saw her make a tight fist with her hands as the pain began to take effect. She clenched her teeth as he continued to turn the wheel. After a full turn he kept going stretching her further. She was breathing rapidly then started to cry out.

"Arrrrr. Arrrrr. Arrrrrr. Ouchhh!!!"

She could feel pressure building in her joints as she was being pulled in opposite directions. There were gaps forming between her joints so the muscles were beginning to stretch now.  Jacob leaned around the pillar just as a tear rolled down her face and off her cheek. She had the realization that she was going to die. Maybe from execution or maybe torture but soon she would die.

The wooden pillar creaked as he had nearly finished the second turn of the wooden pole. Then she cried out.

"AAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHH!!!"

She could feel tight pain in her joints from the stretching and it was like no other pain she had felt. After two whole turns Jacob used some rope to secure the pole he was using to pull on the ropes. Once in place he walked around to see her strained body.  


He saw that the ropes were digging into her wrists and ankles leaving red marks. Jacob ran his hand over her taut skin feeling the strain that was being applied to her body. He still liked her body and while this torture was cruel stretching a woman is a great way to showcase her figure. It was a if her body was presenting to him. The strain on her emphasis her hips which he found himself drawn to. Then with her legs slightly parted he could enjoy her private area.

Dropping to one knee he looked up and down her noticing she was pulled flat by the ropes. After a moment he stood up then with his right hand he held her head up so they made eye contact.


“I can see you are in pain. Are you going to talk or will you be stretched harder?”


A tear rolled down her cheek. “I can say...... My family will be killed...... I cant”


“Then you must feel more pain”


“Do to me as you must” She said as he let her head fall back. Jacob then went back to the pole then held it firmly. Slowly he began to tighten it adding to her suffering. As the gaps between her joints widened she let out a scream from the pain.


“AAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGHHH”


Once her lungs were out of air she breathed in quickly before screaming again. The pain from her muscles stretching was getting much worse. It was getting more severe as he slowly applied more tension to her body by turning the pole.


She tossed her head side to side as the pressure built then Jacob completed another turn of the wheel just as she thought her shoulders would pop out of there sockets. He tied off the pole so it would keep her tight then walked back round to see her.


Her skin was tighter now and she appeared to be struggling to take deep breaths from the strain on her chest. Her breasts were pulled nearly flat on her body making and Jacob noticed her ribs showing down the side of her rib cage.


Her body defiantly looked a little longer to him and her suffering was now much higher. Gazing up and down her beautiful body he was surprised by how still she was. She had let her head fall back and by now her hands had turned blue as they had lost feeling. The only movement was her head and she struggled breathing.


Again he picked up her head with his hand “I know you are in much pain but can you talk”


She managed a slight nod “Yes....”


“You must tell me where your camp is of I will stretch you further. If I add more strain your shoulders will dislocate which will be agony for you. You must also thing of the damage to your body young lady”


She almost managed a smile “We both know if I don't........ Die in torture then I will be........ Put to death soon after”


“That maybe true but you will suffer if stretched further. Talk or I will stretch you even more”


She looked at him firmly “Then stretch me more.... My screams will please your employer”


Her head fell back then she started sobbing.


“Very well”


Jacob walked back to the pillar then turned the pole to tighten the ropes. There was more creaking of the wood as the pressure built showing him just how much strain was on her body. She tried to scream but could only manage a twisted cry as she felt her joints separating. Very slowly he extended her body as well as adding to her pain. She closed her eyes tight as she felt the strain build in her shoulders. It built more and more then with a sudden jolt her left shoulder popped out of its socket.


Jacob heard the sound as this happened. It was a gruesome sound but still he continued turning the pole. A moment later the sound was heard again as her right shoulder dislocated. She could not believe the pain but with that much pressure on her body something had to give way.


Jacob turned the pole to complete another full turn and all the way she felt her shoulder join expand. Then once finished he tied off the pole so she could remain at this level of pain as he inspected her body. Like last time he walked around then saw he was correct about thinking that sound was from her shoulders. Her arms looked much longer than before and her suffering was much worse.


He found another small stool then sat down to watch her suffer the strain. The room was almost silent except for her pained breathing. Looking up and down her body was strait except for her head and buttocks. After a few moments he noticed slight twitches as her body reacted to he pain. He thought some time like this might make her talk so he got comfortable to enjoy watching her.


Back in the house Beatrix had been talking to the Mayor about their mission. She had managed to persuade him to donate some funds to help with the hunting down of heretics and witches. Now the conversation moved onto how to put the bandit girl to death. They were sat at the big table they had breakfast on as they Mayors wife joined them.


Beatrix look at them both “Have you thought of how to put the bandit girl to death?”


The Mayor shrugged “We could hang her?”


His wife Lady Hampton added “No we should make it slow to set an example. Her death should also be painful as well”


Beatrix nodded “I agree with your wife Mayor Hampton. I was thinking we should execute her by impalement. Her body would be lowered onto a sharp pole inserted into her womanhood then she can be lowered by ropes. A woman is very sensitive down there as your wife pointed out earlier so it would be very painful for her. We would lower her very slowly in a public space so people can watch her die”


Lady Hampton had been nodding as Beatrix spoke then the Mayor said “I agree with your both. Impalement it is. Outside the house there is a big oak tree with a branch we could use to suspend her from. Also there is room for the villagers to watch as I am sure they will enjoy a bandits cries of pain”


Beatrix said “your right they will”


With an inquisitive look Lady Hampton inquired “Speaking of screams they seam to have died down from the barn. Shall we investigate?”


“I think we shall” Said the Lady Hampton causing them all to get up.


The Mayor said “I'll ready the men to be ready to strike the camp once we have the information. But please you two go on without me”


Over five minutes had past with Jacob watching her stretch. He had discovered that the body of his victim did not simply lengthen but broke gradually at different points as strain was added. First the joints expand then they dislocate. First her shoulders popped then maybe her hips he thought.


Jacob stood up then could not resist caressing her smooth skin. He skin was still very soft with the bumps caused by the whip standing out. Once her had touched her body he stroked the downy hair of her womanhood. He did this only for a few seconds to satisfy his curiosity. Then he stepped back as he heard the door to the barn opening. As it opened he saw Beatrix and Lady Hampton enter.


He dropped his head “Welcome back. Unfortunately I am still working her”


As soon as Beatrix saw the girl she smiled. She could not believe he had been stretching her all this time.

“This is very inventive of you Jacob. Well done”


Beatrix walked up to her then ran her hand over her tight skin. Then noticing her dislocated shoulders “I see her shoulders have parted. She must be under some strain. Lady Hampton this may interest you”


Lady Hampton was wearing a long dress that she lifted before walking over. She too was mesmerized by the girls stretched body and could not resist stroking her skin. After a few moments of this she said “I see you are doing an excellent job of torturing this wretch. May I be permitted to watch her suffering continued”


Beatrix replied “Of Course my Lady”


Jacob then said “I was about to loosen her to question her if that is acceptable?”


Beatrix nodded “You may”


Jacob then walked back to the pole he had been turning to loosen it. He turned it one and a half turn back so there was still strain on her body but she should be able to speak. After he had loosened her her body sagged down and was no longer strait. This allowed her to take deep breaths with she did as she tried to recover.


One a minute had passed Beatrix grabbed the girls hair pulling her head up. She looked strait at the poor girl.


“Will you tell us where your camp is now or shall I order your hips dislocated as well. Believe me silly girl your body can take more strain before it breaks”


“Wait please don't..... I cant bare it”


“Well then talk” Beatrix responded.


“I cant they are my family. They will all be killed. But please spare me more stretching” The girl looked defeated and looked truly scared for the first time. As she spoke she began crying.


“Talk or stretch. That is your choice girl”


“No..... Please...... No”


“Well then you will stretch”


Beatrix nodded to Jacob to resume her pain. As he walked away she cried out “No, please don't. Please”

Jacob gripped the pole as she begged not to be tortured then turned it. As he turned the pole and her joints began to part as the had don't before she continued to beg.


“No... Please …. No”


Her body straitened out then her words turned to screams of pain. As he tightened her to the level she was at before the screams quietened as a result of the strain on her chest. Beatrix and Lady Hampton watched as the girls body was lengthened very slowly. They could see the pain in her facial expression and even could see her skin tightening over her body. They even heard the ropes making sound from the strain.


The wood creaked as still tighter Jacob turned the pole. With her hands and feet numb the only movement was from her head which she was thrashing up and down. Beatrix ran her hand over her body from her thighs up over her chest. She could feel the bumps from the lash marks but liked the feeling of her taut skin.


Peering his head around the wooden pillar Jacob could see her hair moving up and down as the girl moved her head. Beatrix nodded to him, he knew that meant to continue turning the pole.


As commanded he turned it more to the sound of her pain cries. “No more....... No more”. Her voice was no louder than a whisper but it spoke volumes about the pain she was in. Lady Hampton and Beatrix seemed pleased by the girls suffering but Jacob had to remaind himself that she was a criminal.

A little more tension was added as Jacob moved the pole even more then she raised her head up. She stared up at the roof with her eyes widened and her mouth open. She tried to scream but it was no more than a peep as she felt her left hip being ripped out of its socket.


Her whole body shook as her hip dislocated in one sudden movement. Then as Jacob added more strain her right hip dislocated as well. She could not believe the pain of having her body torn in half. From her wrists to her ankles was on fire with pain from the torture. She could not bare it.


Jacob tied some string around the pole to hold it as he had now made another full rotation. With the pole running parallel with the pillar he thought now would give him a chance to see her body.


It looked as if she was a much taller version of herself. Her muscular thighs looked as if they were longer and slimmer from being stretched. Her body was clearly under so much stress but what made him realize her pain was when she lifted her head then looked at him before letting it fall down. Her expression was one of desperation. Then they heard a voice.


“I'll Talk............. Please I'll Talk.......”


Jacob looked to Beatrix for guidance but she showed him her evil grin “Let her stretch a little longer”


“As you wish” Jacob responded


She cried out “No... Please....”


Beatrix then put both hands on the tortured girl then pushed down. Steadily she put more weight onto her forcing her limbs to separate even more. The girl looked up but tried to scream but made no sound. All she could do was feel the cruelty. The poor girl could actually feel the gaps between her joints moving apart from this treatment.


Lady Hampton watched on with little sympathy. Bandits were a blight on the lands so she should suffer, she thought. Lady Hampton then moved closer to watch Beatrix add to the girls suffering. She glanced up and down the victims body then noticed her face. Her expression of pain was so severe that it made her recoil slightly. It was not her attempted screams but the sight of her widely open eyes. They were open so wide it was as if they were trying to leave her skull.


After a few more minutes Beatrix said “You may loosen her now but not all the way. She may need to stretch again”


Jacob did as requested, he loosened the ropes until her buttocks rested on the stool that was still under her. With the strain off her chest she was able to breath easier but did so now with a wheezing sound. After a moment Beatrix grabbed her head to raise it.


“Now girl will you tell us where your camp is?”


She nodded “Follow the east road out of town until you get to the river” She took a few deep breaths then continued. “Then head upstream about 2 miles. We camp in the gorge”


Beatrix looked towards Lady Hampton “Could this be true?”


Lady Hampton pondered a moment “It could be but we should stretch her again to be sure”


Beatrix paused for a second then nodded “Yes I think that is an excellent idea. Jacob tighten the ropes to the level she was at before then hold her there”


They were all looking at the bandit girls face and saw the look of horror as she heard that. “Wait.... NO please, please. I beg you I have told you. NO please”


She then started to cry as she heard Jacob grip the pole then begin turning it. She turned her head to Beatrix “Please don't do this... Please....”


Beatrix said nothing as the girl was tightened. The girl then sobbed as she felt the ropes tighten. Her buttock were lifted off the table then the pain flooded back.


“ARRRRRRR Please No. Please NO!... I Ca.........ARRRRRRR”

She cried out as the pole gradually turned added more and more tension to her body. The strain on her chest made her quieten again but they knew this did not dim her pain. She felt sharp tearing pain in her joints as the parted once more.


Like before she thrashed her head around as her mind absorbed all that pain from every part of her body. Jacob then tied some string around the pole once her had stretched her as tightly as before. Then all three of them watched quietly as the girl endured more torture.


A strained wheezing sound was heard as she tried to breath and scream at the same time. Then a few twitches on muscles made her body wobble every now and again. They watched her struggling to imagine her suffering for another 10 minutes. Although it must have felt longer to her.


Beatrix then picked up her head “Tell me girl where is your camp”


Beatrix moved her ear close to her “In..... The.... Gorge.......”


Beatrix then said to Jacob “You may loosen her now”


Jacob unwound the pole letting her body rest on the chair. Then Beatrix said “All the way down we are finished now”


He untied the ropes attached to the metal bars on her feet and hands. This let her fall to the ground but Beatrix held her as she did lessening the fall. Beatrix leaned over the girl as she moved her head left and right in shock for what had been done to her.


Jacob watched as if Beatrix had taken on the role of nurse and helped push the girls joints into there sockets. Each time she did this there was a gruesome sound followed by a cry of pain. Jacob was pleased he had gotten her to talk and learned of how effective stretching was as a torture.



Although the session was over they all knew the girls suffering was far from finished.

Lady Harrington

Two days had passed since Jacob had left Beatrix. It was early in the morning and he had just finished breakfast when he heard a carriage stop at his door. He headed for his door knowing who it was going to be. He grabbed a coat then put it on as he walked to the door then opened it just as Beatrix was about to knock.

Beatrix was stood there in her black outfit just as before.

“Good morning Jacob. Are you ready to assist with the next interrogation?” She said

“Yes I am ready to help”

“Great now do jump into the carriage car then I will explain on the way”

“Certainly Beatrix”

The pair climbed into the carriage then closed the door. As they did so the driver struck the reins causing the horses to begin moving. The carriage was quite small with a seat at each end so they sat facing each other.

Beatrix lent over and said “You did good with your last job now for this one. We have been granted permission to interrogate the young lady Harrington as a result of the statement we obtained from Anne. Lady Harrington's parents are both dead and the whole family is out of favor with not just the Earl but the king as well. So the Earl is pleased we are to work on her and asks we are very firm when torturing her”

Jacob nodded “When we torture her? What if she confesses before?”

“Well as her family have lied in the past we are not to trust her world unless it is spoken while feeling much pain. It is the only way to be sure. Plus the information we get from her will be vital to catching the rest of the group”

“I understand, are we not going to the castle?” he responded.

“No but we have sent word to Lady Harrington that we are arriving and plan to question her. The Earl does not want the other suspect to know of this so we are to go to her family home to torture her. But don't worry I hear she only has two maids who are both women so it wont be a problem”

Jacob nodded.

She continued “The Earl has also given us specific instruction to use the pear on her and ensure it is opened fully while inside her”

A little taken back Jacob said “She really must be out of favor”

“Indeed she is”

Two hours later the carriage stopped at a country manor house. The house looked a little run down and the gardens had not been attended to in some time. The driver stayed with the carriage while Jacob and Beatrix both went to the front door. Jacob banged on it to alert them of their arrival.

A few moments later a young girl of about 19 opened the door. She had blonde hair with blue eyes and was dressed in a simple gown. 

“Are you here to ummmm. Question, Lady Harrington?” She said in a worried voice.

Beatrix confidently said “Yes we are. Is she ready to receive us?”

“Yes ma lady we have readied her. Please follow me”

They picked up their bags then followed the girl into the house then down a corridor. Jacob noticed that there were black spaces where pictures had hung from walls and the place looked as it was falling into disrepair. At the end of the corridor they went though a set of double doors into a good sized room. The room had a wooden pillar about four feet out from each corner that appeared to add support. The room was a rectangle with a large fireplace on one length and with three large windows on the other. At the end there was a table that was 4 feet by 9 feet and looked very sturdy Jacob thought to himself “That might be useful”.

Then sat on a chair in front of the fire was lady Harrington. She was 28 years old with shoulder length brown hair. She had a fair complexion as well as large brown eyes. When she saw them she stood up then turned to face them. Jacob noticed she had a curvy figure and appeared in good health.

She said calmly “Are you the ones who are here to torture me?”

Beatrix in a similarly calm voice responded “Yes we are ordered to use torture when questioning you I am afraid” Beatrix saw the woman was well away of her situation and saw no need to lie.

Lady Harrington nodded “I understand. I suppose I must continue to pay for the crimes of my family” 

It was if she had already accepted her fate. Her demeanor showed a woman that had long ago made peace with what was about to happen. She then stood quietly in front of the fire gazing into the flames.

Beatrix said “May we prepare for your torture?”

The woman nodded her head very slowly “Do as you must:

Beatrix then closed the curtains down the length of the room so the fire was the only light. She then lit a few candles placing them in candle holders to provide more illumination. The many flames caused the shadows to move around erratically which only added to the suspense in the air. The maid moved out of the way then stood with her arms folded awaiting an instruction and trying to hide her fear.

Beatrix gestured to Jacob then they both moved the large table so it was positioned length ways in the room. Then they pulled it down to the far end so it was in between the two pillars at that end of the room. 

Once Jacob realized how they were to position their victim he picked a hammer and large nail from one of the bags. Lady Harrington continued to watch the flames as Jacob climbed onto the table then at the end furthest away from the pillars placed the nail on the table. He then struck the nail with the hammer.

The sound bounced around the room as he forced the big nail down into the thick table top. He hammered it down until only about 3 inches was exposed. Next he pulled out several lengths of rope then placed them on the table. He tied one rope to each pillar then one to the nail leaving a good length of rope available on each point.

Lady Harrington turn to look then her bottom lip trembled as she saw how she was to be restrained. She took a few steps towards the table as Beatrix moved a heavy bag full of various implements next to one of the pillars. Then in the same calm voice she asked “May I enquirer what torture I am to be subjected to” It was a fight but Lady Harrington managed to hide her fear. Her young maid just stood quietly not knowing what to do.

Beatrix then pulled out of the bag then placed on the table some a whip, some pliers and finally the pear. Lady Harrington's eye widened as she saw the pair. Seeing this reaction Jacob knew she must have knowledge of the device.

Yet despite her fear Lady Harrington reached out and picked up the pear. She inspected it closely before holding it as if she were about to use it. She then turned the handle and gasped as the three petals parted slightly. Another turn opened it wider then she put it back down on the table and covered her mouth with her hands.

She stepped back leaning against the wall. She then shook her head side to side “No, no you cant use that on me please. You cant”

Beatrix then said “I am afraid we must. It must also be opened fully so you can benefit from its full effect. Now come to me”

Lady Harrington started to tremble as she walked over to Beatrix. Beatrix was stood between to two pillars waiting for her victim. When Lady Harrington was next to her Beatrix placed her hands on the frightened woman's shoulders then slid her gown off. The gown then fell to the floor leaving Lady Harrington stood there naked.

Jacob looked and saw she cut a beautiful figure with good thighs and muscles from exercise. She placed her hands between her legs to cover that area as Beatrix moved her so her bottom touched the table.

“Now sit upon the table” Beatrix said to her then with a moments delay she did just that.

Once she was sat on the table Jacob grabbed one of her arms then pulled her back so she was lying flat on her back. He then grabbed the other arm and pulled them both together over her head. Next he got the rope attached to the nail then bound her hands together then made sure they were Pulled tight limiting her movement.

As he did this Beatrix picked up one of her legs then wrapped the roped attached to one of the pillars to it. Jacob then came down and together they attached her last leg to the other pillar. Their victim breathing had increased causing her breasts to move up and down. Jacob then pulled the rope around her legs very hard to add tension to her body so she was unable to move. She let out a cry as this was done to her then tied to move. Lady Harrington then realized she was totally restrained and unable to move, she was at there mercy.

Jacob looked at her body from the side and found the sight of her bound with her arms over her head and her legs parted wide a pleasant one to behold. Her buttocks and body were on the table while her legs were over the edge held in place by the rope. Lady Harrington let her head rest back against the table then lay still. She was ready for torture.

Beatrix then looked at Jacob “Come down here now we shall begin”

He walked back down so he was between the pillars. Beatrix handed him a whip that was quite short. It had a wooden handle then a peace of leather that was about two and a half feet long by 2 inches wide. Beatrix then pointed to the exposed area between her legs then said “That is where you will lash her. We are not to mark her body by order but that place is very sensitive so hit her hard”

Jacob then stepped forward. He saw the young maid watching with fear with what was about to happen. He reached out with one hand then ran it though the fur between her legs. He slowly moved his hand down over the lips causing her to lift her head. The two looked at each other for a moment then she let her head fall back.

Jacob then stood in position then sent the whip flying forward so the leather landed on the lips.

CRACK!

Instantly the girls body shook all over as she felt the pain and she cried out

“AAAARRRRRRHHHH!”

The cry filled the room then CRACK!

He struck her with the whip again. Her screams continued as the lashed struck her one after the other.

CRACK!

Jacob saw the flesh wobble after it was struck and the force passed though it. Her cries assured the other three in the room her pain was high.

CRACK!

Lady Harrington shook her head side to side as she cried out in agony.

“AAAAAAARRRRRRRRR”

As her lungs emptied another lash struck her sensitive lips causing her to scream again. Every eight seconds or so he struck her womanhood with the whip directly. He thought to himself that while restraining a woman in this way was a bit more difficult the pain she felt from being whipped between the legs was worth it.

CRACK!

He saw her lips were becoming very reddened and were starting to swell up from all the strikes. Her cries of pain were also constant now. There was no break in the cries except for a quick gulp of air.

He wanted to satisfy Beatrix who was leaning against one of the pillar staring between the woman's legs as she was tortured. He made sure each lash was a painful one despite his target being an area so sensitive.

CRACK!

Jacob noticed that each time a lash landed on his victim the young maid shook with fear from it. She obviously cared for Lady Harrington and seeing her in such pain distressed her.

CRACK!

After two dozen lashes were given to the girl Beatrix said “Stop now please. Let her have a moment”

Jacob stepped back and waited for his next instruction. It took a few moments for Lady Harrington to stop her cries then she took deep breaths of air as she caught her breath. Beatrix walked between her legs then placed her hands on her inner thighs. She then said to the maid “Young girl will you please find something to prop up Lady Harrington's head”

The girl then picked up a cushion from the chair then climbed on to the table. She placed it under her head as instructed. Beatrix then looked at her to see her face was reddened and she had tears coming from her eyes.

She said “I am a woman so I know those lashes must have been hard. Maybe now we have your attention and you will be ready for questions?”

Lady Harrington nodded “Yes...... Yes I will answer”

“Good, very good. Until a week ago you were at the Earl Creston's castle to preform some duties and try to earn back some affection for the kingdom your family had wronged?”

“Yes I was”

“While there you worked with another girl to keep watch while some noble women committed ungodly acts didn't you?”

She shook her head “Never I would never be apart of that but”

Beatrix was not surprised she said she did not know of it after all confession would mean a painful execution for her.

“But, but I did keep watch one for Ladies Howick and Benezia. I did not know what they were up to at first then I heard chanting in their room. When Lady Howick came to the door she was naked but made me promise not to talk of it. If that was your question then torture is not needed I will tell the truth”

Beatrix took a moment to take in what was just said then responded “There was another girl there with you wasn't there?”

“Yes Anne was her name but she was not apart of it either”

Beatrix nodded “Very good”

She then moved her right hand to the folds of skin between her legs. Then using her index and fore finger she stroked the two lips with a finger each while Lady Harrington watched. Beatrix then said with a smile “I bet these lips are sore aren't they”

Lady Harrington nodded. “They hurt”

Beatrix then looked at Jacob “Another two dozen lashes to her womanhood. As hard as you can”

There was a look of shock and surprise on Lady Harrington's face “What......”

Jacob then took his previous position without talking.

CRACK!

He struck her perfectly on both lips causing her to cry out in pain.

CRACK!

She screamed as he lashes her sensitive place over and over again. She tossed her head and pulled on the ropes. Jacob could see her trying to bend her knees but they moved very little as she was pulled out very tight.

CRACK!

“AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRHHHH!!!”

She cried and screamed as the pain filled her. It was an increasingly sharp pain that she struggled to take.

The lashes continued at a constant pace. Jacob notice Beatrix was almost enjoying watching her suffer this type of torture. His victims inner lips were swelling up even more now and were cut in some places.

It took a while but Jacob stopped after he counted twenty four lashes. He stopped then stepped back to she her still twitching from the pain. Once she calmed down she took several breaths then appeared able to focus. This was when Beatrix went back and stood between her legs.

Lady Harrington looked at her with a look of anger “Why did you order that done to me I was telling you all I could? You just want to hurt others. This is not about information is it?”

Beatrix smiled “You can say all you want but I am in control here. Now tell me of who Benezia and howick were with during these times?”

“I honestly do not know I only saw those two as they were the only ones who came to the door when I was outside”

Beatrix stroked the girls lips again and noticed how swollen they were. Lady Harrington clearly did not like Beatrix touching her but could do nothing “It is a pity you cant tell me any other names”

Lady Harrington grit her teeth then almost snarled at Beatrix “It is a pity for my body but not for you. You now have your excuse to continue my torture and hear me scream”

Beatrix appeared to ignore what was said and continued smiling while stroking the girls lips “I can tell the lashes hurt you, these lips are very swollen. They are almost hot to the touch now lets make them hotter”

Lady Harrington looked shocked fearing what that meant then Beatrix whispered something to Jacob then he moved away. Lady Harrington struggled to raise her head to watch as Jacob picked out then put on a pair of thick blacksmith gloves. He then walked over to the fire place out of Lady Harrington's view then picked up a set of tongues. With the tongues he pocked around the fire until he found a large hot coal. Lady Harrington had her head leaned over as far as she could trying to see what he was doing then she saw him walking with a hot coal.

As soon as she saw it her eyes opened wide then she looked on in panic as he walked back down between her legs. While she stared the maid started to cry. Jacob picked up a smaller set of tongues then used then to grab one of her lips then pull it up. Lady Harrington knew what was coming and took steady deep breaths as she waited for pain.

Beatrix looked at Jacob “Your doing well now just touch the skin lightly for a few seconds at a time. Then move onto another patch and then do her other lip when you have burnt that one”

He nodded and turned back to face Lady Harrington. He saw her looking at him then noticed a tear roll down her cheek. He slowly moved the hot coal towards the lip he had gripped in the other tongues. Lady Harrington whimpered as she felt the heat on her womanhood then screamed.

She screamed as loud as she could and with a sound that could have been heard from all around. She could not believe the pain as the coal touched her skin. After it touched her the hair in that area caught alight. It burned very quickly but once gone to allowed him a better view of that area. Jacob let the coal touch for a few seconds as requested then pulled it back. It had left a black burn mark on the delicate lip which he knew would be painful.

After a few more screams Lady Harrington looked back at him, she shook from shock and fear.

Beatrix said “Good now burn her again”

Jacob moved the coal lower then applied it to the skin again. Apart from the screams he could hear a hissing sound as the coal burned her. Then pulled it back after a few seconds.

He continued to apply the coal then after the fifth burn he had marked all of her left lip. He has also caused her massive amounts of pain. After that one he stopped then Beatrix said “Why are you stopping?”

He turned to her and said “The coal is cooling down so it lessens the pain. I want to get another hot one”

Beatrix smiled after hearing that “That is how I want you to think. Very good young man”

Lady Harrington looked up to see what was going on then saw Beatrix stood between her legs “Don't worry Lady Harrington. My associate was concerned the coal was cooling so it would not burn you enough. But don't worry He will collect a fresh hot coal to continue torturing you”

Lady Harrington stared at Beatrix “That's good it would be horrible if my...... Screams were not loud enough”

“Yes it would”

That moment Beatrix stepped away to let Jacob come back. Then Lady Harrington screamed as he continued the torture. rscreams were starting to strain her voice as the coal deliver heat to her other lip. She dare not think of the damage this was causing her but then again the pain caused a good distraction.

Carefully he used the hot coal to burn her lips then Beatrix came up to him and pointed at her bud. “There you see that spot. Pull back the skin then force the coal in, hard”

He nodded then used the small tongues to pull back the skin then her forced the coal on the spot as commanded. Lady Harrington stared upwards and cried out as she felt her most sensitive spot burn. After about ten seconds Beatrix gestured to Jacob to move back. He saw the maid was wiping tears from her eyes but did not speak.

She stood between her legs then saw both lips were black and burnt. Then between the lips the skin had been burned as well. As a woman she knew how much pain she had ordered the woman tied down to feel. She touched her as before running her finger over the folds of skin. The woman's skin was hard and dry from the torture yet the rest of her body was unharmed just as was requested.

Lady Harrington did not raise her head like before but sobbed to herself as if defeated.

Beatrix picked up the pear then rested it on the girls chest. Lady Howick looked at the device which shock Then shook her head “No, NO! Please not that. Not that please!”

She tried to shack it off her body but was tied down to tight.

Beatrix said “Tell me more names and I will maybe spare you the pear”

Still shacking her head Lady Harrington said “I don't know any others I don't. There were maybe two others but I don't know who. Please not the pear. Please”

Beatrix picked up the pear in her hands then held it so Lady Harrington could see. She then turned it so it opened up Lady Harrington watched as it opened wider and wider to a point she knew would rip her.

“No, no please don't”

Beatrix began to close the pear “If you don't tell me then I have to use the pear on you. It will be a shame but if you will not give me names I will have it used on you. Just imagine what you will feel as it tears you”

“I cant give you any names. You know I cant”

“Well then” Beatrix handed the pear to Jacob “Then you will have the pear inserted into you then slowly opened up inside you. I can only imagine the pain”

Jacob stepped forward with the pear lined up to be inserted. Lady Harrington shook her head then pulled as hard as she could on the ropes “No. No Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!”

She cried out as Jacob found the hole then began to push the pear inside. The bulb was a bit larger than the opening so he pushed it in. Her eye opened wide then she screamed as the pear was pushed in to a depth of about 5 inches. The pear cut her as it went in then Jacob stopped when it was at the correct depth. He stepped back and thought it was a strange to view the girl tied up like that breathing deeply with that metal contraption sticking out of her.

Beatrix put a hand on Jacobs shoulder “Ok turn it slowly. When I give the command open it up a little more each time. We are to do this gradually”

He then stood between her legs while Beatrix walked down the side of her. “Well then now you can feel the pear inside you you know we are serious. Now tell me more names”

“I can't, I can't you have what you want now order you man to do it”

Beatrix nodded to Jacob then he turned the pear. Lady Harrington froze still as she felt it open then cried out.

“OOOOOOOOOOO NOOOOOOOO!”

She felt the device stretch the skin inside her. She grit her teeth as the pain grew.

Beatrix placed her hand on the woman's lower stomach then pushed down a little. “Give it another turn”

Jacob turned the handle again and Lady Harrington felt it open even more. Beatrix smiled as she felt the movement from her victim as the torture progressed. Lady Harrington felt even more stretching now. Her breathing was rapid as she was suffering with pain.

“Any names for me?”

“I.... Cant....”

“In that case another turn is needed”

Jacob turned the handle again then Lady Harrington screamed out.

“AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!”

She felt the pear tear her skin as it expanded. Jacob noticed some blood coming from her as the tear bled.

“It hurts.... It hurts ….. Please stop......”

Beatrix looked strait at her “Do you have any names?”

“I don't.The pear... It is tearing me inside. Please, no more”

“In that case I will tear you more. Another turn is needed”

Jacob nodded then turned the handle slowly. He felt more resistance as he turned it this time.

“Urrrrr Urrrrrrr AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR!”

Lady Harrington threw her head back and forth as the pain gripped her. She clenched her hands into fists and her whole body shook as she felt her inner flesh rip from the device. She screamed solidly for a few minutes not easing at all.

Beatrix could feel the metal object inside her victim as she continued to push down on her stomach. She then said “Another turn please but do it slowly so she can feel the pear expand inside her”

Jacob turned the handle once more then her screams became more twisted.

“AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHH!”

Lady Harrington's eyes were open wide as she cried out. Her young maid still watched on as her torture continued. The sound of her crying out filled the room with a noise that stopped only for a second so she can take a breath.

As Beatrix lifted her hand off the woman Jacob noticed her stomach protruding from the expanding device. Her body showed the physical strains of the pear yet there was still more to go. He knelt down a little then looked at the hole the pear was inserted into. He could see right down inside past the burnt lips to the area made as the pear opened. Even the skin at the opening was stretched tight and more blood was flowing from her wombs.

Beatrix ran her hand up Lady Harrington's tort body then stroked the side of here face.

“There, there little one. Not many women ever feel the pear opened this much. They usually confess before they are torn this badly. I have found the opening of a pear inside a woman to be a beautiful thing. It is such an intimate torture and it is a shame I don't get to see it fully completed that often”

Jacob was taken back by Beatrix and her joy for such a thing but accepted these were the orders.

Beatrix looked down into Lady Harrington's eyes as her screams subsided a little.

“Now you will feel it open all the way”

Lady Harrington struggled to speak but manage “Have......... Mercy........”

The maid piped up “Have mercy please”

Beatrix quickly turn to her with a stern look “Shut up girl or you will feel it too”

The girl then looked to the floor and cried.

Beatrix then nodded to Jacob who then gripped the handle tight. He then slowly turned it as her screams resumed. He noticed her stomach raising as he turned it and the flesh at the opening of her hole tearing from the metal petals. He could really sense the reality that the pear was ruining her.

“AAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!”

Despite her strained voice she let out a terrible scream as she felt the flesh tearing even more. The pear had distorted her opening and created a cavity inside her that she could feel. Jacob could see every muscle tense as she felt the pear open up.

Beatrix then walked down to Jacob then inspected her womanhood to see the damage. She appeared pleased at her ruined form then watched her struggle in agony from the pain. The two watched for a few minutes as she suffered with the pear hanging out of the her as she twisted and cried out.

Beatrix said to Jacob "Now pull on the pear. Slowly pull on it"

He nodded then griped the end f the pear's handle. Then as instructed he pulled the pear.

Lady Harrington managed to raise her head to see him preform this cruelty on her. She felt the pressure worsen around her lips as the tears in the flesh widened. After a brief pause in screaming she resumed crying out. Beatrix leaned down placing her hands on Lady Harrington's thighs then getting a good look at the pear.

"I find watching a pear open up in a victim very fascinating but unfortunately I don't get to see it open fully most of the time. The pear if defiantly one of my favorite instruments. Jacob just let the pear rest"

He let go of it causing it to snap back a inch and the pitch of her scream to change as she registered the pain. Jacob still found her female form appealing as he gazed on her stretched out body. A few more minutes passed then Beatrix said to Jacob “We have hurt her enough, remove the device. Carefully”

He nodded then gripped the pear. He turned it the other way to close it at a steady pace. Her screams continued as he watched her stomach flatten as the pear closed up. Then when it was closed he pulled it out as blood dripped from it. Jacob placed the device on the table as they both looked at it for a moment. They both thought about what had been done to this woman and the pain she must have felt.

Still pulled tight from the ropes they saw her body shack as her cries died down. She was still in a lot of pain but it was less now. Beatrix then said “Do you have any other names?”

It took some effort but Lady Harrington raised her head. The look on her face painted a picture of what she had endured.

“No I ….... I Don't. If I knew I ….. I would say but I suppose now I must suffer more pain” She turned her head to a side then sobbed.

Beatrix responded "I think you are right more pain is needed. Jacob collect the hot iron poker from the fire place. It must then be inserted into the girls womanhood"

Beatrix looked at Lady Harrington "You have until he returns to talk or you feel six inches of the hot iron inside you"

Jacob put his blacksmith gloves back on then picked up the iron as ordered. The tip was a dull red as he inspected it. Slowly he walked back as Lady Harrington pleaded. "No please don't. Please nooooooo"

"Either talk or take the hot iron"

A few seconds past as Jacob waited between her legs for an answer.

"I can't"

Beatrix then said "She must now feel the iron. Slowly push it inside her until it is about six inches deep"

He nodded then moved the iron down. He aimed the hot tip at her opening then moved in slowly. First she felt the heat from the iron as it got close then it touched her skin.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!"

There was a hiss as the metal touched the skin then he pushed it deeper. Slowly he pushed it inside her as she screamed out. Inch by inch she felt it burn her more. He pushed it until he thought the depth was right.

"That's about six inches now" He said.

"A little deeper please"

He nodded then pushed it in another inch. Still the metal was hot so it added more heat to her body. She was in the most horrible pain as the burning continued. Jacob watched her squirm as he held the rod still. he could only imagine what he was doing to this young woman.

After about a minute Beatrix said "Remove it please"

He pulled it out then let it fall to the floor. 

After some time Lady Harrington Said "No more please.... I can't tell you anything"

Her head fell back then Beatrix said “I believe you. We were instructed to be hard on you as you figured out but I personally needed to be sure you were telling the truth. It is a shame we had to hurt you in this way. Few women experience the pear opened fully inside them but you took it well”

Beatrix then walked down the side of her body that was still pulled tight by the ropes. “I will take the information you have given us and put it to use. I will order you to stay at the house until your fate is decided. I will speak on your behalf and say you were not involved so you will hopefully be spared death”

The woman was overwhelmed by what had happened but looked up at her “Thank you for that mercy, I suppose”

Beatrix stroked her body just below her breast. “I wish you no further harm. Actually maid”

Beatrix caught the maid attention “Your employer has suffered much so please tend to her. There are bandages in one of those bags. Now with proper rest you should heal from your injuries”

Beatrix then looked to Jacob “Please untie Lady Harrington her torture is over”

Jacob was surprised by her change in character but he noticed Beatrix was a very complex woman who can change quickly. He then did as her was told by first releasing her legs. Once untied he saw red marks where the ropes had dug in as she struggled during her torture. The legs the fell loose and the pain was so much she could not close her legs.

Next Jacob untied her hands so she was free. The maid got onto the table as Lady Harrington was weak form her ordeal and could not lift herself up. With help Lady Harrington was able to sit up to look at her tortures.

“I understand you needed to do that to me. I... I forgive you”

Both were surprised she said that especially considering what they had done to her. She was still bleeding from the pear and her body was shacking from shock. She used her hands to gently cover herself.

“Ouchhhhh. It still hurts”

She then leaned back sobbing as pain still gripped her. Lady Harrington's legs fell open again and she made no effort to close them. This gave them another glance at the damage they had caused her.

Beatrix said “Please rest now. You will heal in time”

As the hour was getting late Beatrix and Jacob packed up quickly then headed for the carriage. The driver was very quiet as he must have heard what they did the their victim. As the carriage moved away they discussed what had happened.

Beatrix said “Are you ok Jacob. That was a difficult thing to do to a woman but we needed to do it”

“I understand. Its ok”

“Good because they were are order and she did tell us the same thing as Anne did so now we can request permission to investigate Ladies Howick and Benezia. We also know there were more people involved so we know to ask about them as we question the women”

“Very good the Earl will be pleased”

“That he will now here is your payment for a job well done”

She handed him a similar amount of coins as before.

“Thank you. I am ready for whatever we have next”

“I heard you began working on a torture rack back at the castle?”

“Yes It will take me a little longer but it should be done soon”

“Excellent. Before we met I ordered a young woman stretched on a rack. I think you will agree it is a very effect way to torture a body. I can still remember her screams”

“I will work on it as soon as possible”

Soon after the carriage stopped and the driver got down then came to the door. "As the hour is so late and there has been bandit activity I have stopped at a local manor. I am sure once you explain who you are rooms can be secured for the night"

They the spoke with the mayor of the small township who let them stay in his house. All three of them were tried so they went strait to bed.

It All Begins

Anno 1455

Jacob was a young man of 25. He had short brown hair and had a muscular body from years of hard work. Born in a small village he grew up with his family attending church every Sunday. Upon seeing his dedication the local bishop assisted Jacobs desire to become a blacksmith. The church helped support him for several years as he learned his craft for which he was eternally grateful.

Two years ago Earl Creston had called him to work for his own armory. He quickly proved himself very capable. The Earl had an interest in the the process behind creating armor and liked Jacob for both his hard work as well as his strong faith in the lord. The Earl had spent quite some time talking with Jacob who was given learning on how to properly conduct himself with the ruling class. As time progressed Earl Harrington found him a very useful resource.

About six months ago the King had set out messages warning all his subjects to be on the look out for witchcraft and other devious behavior. The Earl wanting to earn favor spent a considerable amount of coin in having cases investigated as well as enforcing correct punishment when needed. Earl Creston acquired the instructions for forging and assembling a device know as a witches pear.

Jacob thought it was a cruel device but unfortunately was a necessary evil of the times he lived in. It took some time but he created one for the Earl who had his interrogator use the device on several women. The women had been very stubborn until this point and would not divulge important information. After each women had felt the pear open up they confessed.

The Earl's interrogator was impressed with the craftsmanship of the device so this made Jacob all the more favorable.

It was an early morning and Jacob had just arose. He lived in a nice stone house that was far more pleasant than most other dwellings in the area. This workshop was near by which was very convenient. He was about the depart for work when there was a sudden knock at the door.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

When he opened the door he saw two of the Earl's messengers stood to attention.

One said in a firm voice “Your presence has been requested by Earl Creston. You will come with us”

A little surprised Jacob Responded “Of course. I am ready now if you like”

“Now would be better. The Earl has requested your immediate presence”

Behind the two men was a horse drawn carriage, the two men gestured almost in unison for him to step inside. Jacob stepped out of his house onto the cobbled street then opened the door of the carriage. As he entered he saw the inside was padded with fabric making it very comfortable. He felt very important as the two messengers mounted the outside of the cabin. He heard the reins rattle then the horses began to move the carriage. He sat back watching people stare as he was transported past them. This was a comfort he could get used to.

Some time later the carriage stopped outside the large wooden gates of the castle. The two messengers explained who they were then they were to the guard then were let inside. Inside the castle grounds he instantly noticed how the people were dressed better and were obviously his social betters. Also the grounds were very well kept, gardening for aesthetics was a thing he had never seen before. Across the grass he saw three young ladies talking to each other. His mind immediately came up with several sinful things he could do with any one of them. These thoughts were soon interrupted as the carriage came to a stop at the main entrance to the tower. It was a formidable structure and the tallest for far around. It had several floors to house the Earl as well as his family. One of the messengers opened the carriage door.

“Out you come lad, the Earl is waiting for you”

Jacob stepped out looking up as he did, many people were intimidated by the tower but Jacob moved on masking his emotions. He walked up some stone stairs then though a set of wooden doors. Inside the keep was very well decorated, or at least far better decorated than Jacob had ever seen. There was a smooth stone floor with wooden cladding on the walls. Candles provided light down each corridor, a luxury few could afford.

The two messengers escorted him upstairs to a room flanked by two guards. They had plate breast plates with chain mail suits underneath. Each one held a polearm and looked like they were more than capable of using it. There was also a shield above the door showing the Earl's coat of arms. As they approached the guards one of the messengers said to the guards “We have Jacob the blacksmith to see his lordship”

“Very well, he is expected and can go in. Alone” responded one of the guards

The guard opened the door letting Jacob walk inside. In the room there was a large table covered in letters in the middle and a good sized window with a commanding view. The Earl was staring out of the window as Jacob entered but soon turned around.

The earl was lavishly dressed in fine clothes with accompanying jewelry. He was 42 years old yet still had a muscular body. The Earl also had a well trimmed beard and a warm presence. Once the Earl turned around Jacob dropped to one knee.

“It is an honor to meet you once more my lord, how may I be of service?”

The Earl gestured with his hand “Arise young man”

Jacob then stood up as the Earl walked across the room to the table. Pointing to the letters he said “There has been much talk recently of witches in the area. Their evil is growing stronger in these parts and I have assured the king it will be dealt with!”

The earl made a fist and slammed it down onto the table to dramatize his point.

“To aid in this the king has now demanded acts of debauchery be investigated as well. As these offend god and without god''s blessing we are all doomed. It is unfortunate but the people implicated in these matter often need more aggressive interrogation before they speak the truth. This is why I have summoned you”

Jacob looked a little surprised but remained silent. He knew he was only to speak when asked.

"The man who I usually call upon to interrogate suspects has taken ill so I call upon you. You have helped in the past and will be handsomely paid for your services. Can I count on you?”

Jacob nodded “Yes my lord, I will do as commanded”

With a smile the Earl responded “Excellent, your role will be to aid a woman called sister Beatrix from a near by monastery who will be doing most of the questioning. You will then apply torture if needed. I implore you to familiarize yourself with the methods, start with the lesser tortures then only move to crueler ones if they are ineffective”

“Yes my lord”

The Earl picked up a letter form the table.

“I received this two days ago and it has troubled me deeply. It is a letter written anonymously informing me of acts of depravity happening within these very walls. The writer tells of several women and a male meeting in a room to commit acts on sin without remorse. There is also the mention of possible demonic behavior as well. The only name mentioned is a young girl called Anne wellsworth who the writer says is he only one they could identify. Anne works as a chamber maid but I have had her detained until she can be questioned. I will have one of the guards take you to sister Beatrix who you will be working with. Do as she says and if you preform well coin will follow. Understood?”

“Yes my lord I understand and am grateful for the chance to serve you”

“Very good” Said Earl Creston with a smile. He then called out “Guard!”

The door opened and one of the guards leaned his head in. “Yes my lord”

The Earl stated “Take this man to see Sister Beatrix at once”

Nodding his head the guard responded “yes my lord”

Jacob bowed then walked out of the room to be escorted to see the sister. He was taken to the other side of the tower by the guard who brought him to a door in a quieter area. The guard then knocked on the door.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“Sister Beatrix I have the blacksmith to see you”

A woman's voice responded “Send him in then leave us”

The door creaked as Jacob opened it then entered the room. The room was sparse compared to the rest of the keep with a few candles providing light. In the middle of the room the was a metal bath tub that sister Beatrix was bathing in facing away from Jacob. She stood up completely naked and she heard Jacob gasp.

She looked over the shoulder as she picked up a large cloth to dry herself and said “O dear young man you are going to see much more of a woman if you and I are to work together. You are able to handle it aren't you?”

He stared at her body for a moment. She was slender with beautiful curves, a total surprise for him. A closer look showed many old scares from where she had been whipped across her back. He cleared his thoughts and replied “I was just surprised Sister Beatrix that was all. I am ready to do what ever is needed”

She turned to face his showing him her breasts. He stood calmly not wanting to show any sock for fear of loosing his new appointment before it had begun. She had well rounded breasts that he could have enjoyed all day but again a closer look showed she had lash marks over her front as well. She had clearly had a troubled past. She said to him “That is good to hear and please just call me Beatrix. I don't want any of my church background mentioned as we do the dark work in the lords name”

He nodded as he watched the candle light constantly move the shadows cast on her body. She covered herself somewhat with the cloth sheet then stepped out of the bath. Her feet made damp thudding sound as she then walked behind a decorative wooden screen to get dressed. Her attitude was almost playful but he knows she is not a faint heated creature.

As she dressed she said “Has the earl told you of your new roles. I need a person who is very capable for this appointment”

Promptly he responded “Yes I am to assist in the interrogation of those accused of misdeeds. To torture if necessary”

Her head turned towards him as she rubbed her body with the cloth. “And are you up to that task?”

He gave one distinct nod “Yes I am”

A smile crept over her face “Excellent as we have one who will be in need of your services in the cells right now”

Once she had dried she put on a black dress. It had exposed arms and went down to just below her knee. It was made of simple black fabric that fitted tightly. She then used a white rope as a belt then stepped into some shoes.

As she put on a chain neckless with a wooden cross she said “As well as not calling me a sister I choose not to dress as one. The black is for my morning or the soles who we must press”

“I understand”

“Come then young man we have much to do”

They then left the room and headed though the halls to exit the keep. Nearby was the prison tower where there victim was held. It was the corner tower of the castle that had a fearsome reputation. As they entered Jacob noticed it lacked the welcoming, wealthy feel of the main keep but instead had a cold and unforgiving in nature. The walls were bare stone and there were far more guards.

One of the guards that appeared to be in charge came to great Beatrix.

“Shall we send the prisoner to the interrogation room, ma lady” The guard said in a cold voice.

“Yes, if you can. We would like to begin questioning. We will head there now and meet you there”

“Very good ma lady”

Jacob simply nodded to the guard then Beatrix then lead him deeper into the tower. Finally she opened a heavy wooden door which had an eye slit on it then then entered the chamber. Jacob looked around knowing he quickly had to familiarize himself with the place.

The room had a small table with a chair at one end that had restrains on it, he presumed this was to tie down a victim. Then again against wall there was a frame in the shape of an inverted Y that a person could be tied to with their legs held apart. Lastly he noticed a smaller table against the wall with a few whips, pliers and other tools of torture. “Not the best stocked torture chamber in the land but it would suffice” he thought to himself.

Beatrix turned to him “Are you going to be able to do what needs to be done here?”

“Yes I am Beatrix”

With that the door opened as two guards brought in a young woman. They each held her by one of her arms as they brought her in. She was about 20 years old with short blonde hair and blue eyes. The girl was wearing a simple gown that covered a slim figure underneath. She was cooperating with the guards but looked panicked about the situation. Her gaze quickly moved around the room then at the two interrogators. She knew she was in trouble and nothing would save her from it.

Beatrix pointed to the chair then the guards sat her down I it. They tied her hands behind her back then strapped a belt around her waist to steady her. Once finished Beatrix said “Thank you, I'll let you know when we need you”

One walked strait out of the room while the other responded “We'll be outside awaiting you ma lady”

“Very good”

The two men exited then closed the heavy door behind them. The thud it made as it closed reverberated though the room. Then Beatrix sat on one of the other chairs on the opposite side of the table to the girl. Jacob simply crossed him arms as he waited to be needed.

Beatrix looks at the girl “So you are Anne are you not”

The panicked girl replied “I am ma lady”

“Do you know why you are here?”

“They said something about debauchery and witchcraft but I have never had any dealing with witches.... I am a good christian, I am, honest”

Beatrix replied in a firm voice “There, there now. That may be the case but we will find out the details later. You attend some of the younger ladies of the house who are accused of those acts. I know you have information about these people and I want that information. If you are not forthcoming then my assistant here will press you physically”

No even more panicked Anne said “I am a good girl I know not of such acts I swear”

“I have heard from good sources that you do know of such acts, now talk!”

She shook her head then pulled with her arms against the restraints. She was tied securely and was clearly frightened of what was to come.

“I don't know ma lady please. Please believe me. Don't hurt me please”

Beatrix looked annoyed. “Enough! Jacob cut away her clothes so you may begin work”

With a slight nod he replied “Very well”

From the small table he picked up a short but sharp knife then walked over to Anne. Jacob then stood behind her as her heart rate increased. He could sense her fear as he moved the blade to her shoulder and started to cut the fabric of her gown. In a jagged motion he cut though the cloth as Anne whimpered. Beatrix watched as he cut away her gown knowing this would make her more vulnerable or at least expose her breasts for torture.

Once her had cut the gown at both shoulders he pulled it down in one quick action. As this happened she gasped as her breasts fell out.

Beatrix looked at her sternly “I don't want to have to push you but if you don't talk I will instruct him to begin the cruelty. You have nice young breasts and it would be a shame to have to spoil them”

Breathing very rapidly Anne responded “Please. Please! I don't know anything of debauchery or spells”

Beatrix signed then looked to Jacob “Jacob pick up the pliers then take it to her flesh. Start soft but slowly increase the bite”

With a nod “Very well”

Jacob walked to the table then swapped the knife for a set of pliers. He turned to see the frightened young girl then took a moment to admire her breasts. They were a good size and sat well on her chest he thought. He especially liked the look of them as they heaved up and down from her deep breathing.

He walked slowly to position himself behind her knowing his slow steps built suspense in his victim. Then when behind her he cupped her left breast with one hand then used the other to control the pliers. First he positioned them in front of her face then she watched as he opened then closed them. Once she had seen the tool he moved it down her body. She gasped as the cold steal touched her nipple the looked in horror as he opened the pilers, positioned them then finally bit down with them.

“AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR”

She screamed as the steal clamped down onto the soft flesh of her left nipple. Jacob knew from previous experience how sensitive this part of a woman can be so he knew it was hurting her. After a while he put more force onto the pliers so they bit harder then twisted the pliers as she screamed out.

Beatrix sat back in her chair contently watching as the girl suffered her torture, she almost seemed to enjoy watching the girls pain. Then after a couple of minutes passed he released the pliers grip on her then stood back. Her nipple was swollen and bruised from the ordeal which was clearly visible. After she stopped crying out she then sobbed looking down at her wounded breast.

Beatrix slammed her fit onto the table.

BANG!

“Now you know we are serious tell me what you know of ungodly behavour or we move to your next breast”

Panting the girl responded “I don't know... Please stop please”

Beatrix nodded to Jacob he knew that was his signal. "If she was not going to tell any usefull information then there was no point listening to her"

Next he cupped her right breast then applied the pliers to her other nipple. As before he established a good grip then twisted the nipple to cause more pain.

“AAAARRRRRRRRRRR”

Her screaming resumed showing the effect of the pliers. After a while this time he pulled the nipple away from her body stretching it. With her eye opened wide she watched her nipple strain as he pulled on it. Beatrix simply watched.

After a few minutes he let go then moved back to her other nipple. Next he stretched that one as well seeing how much it hurt her the first time. Her screams echoed around the stone room as the torture continued.

After he had stretched the nipples he used the pliers to bite into random bits of skin on her breast around the nipples. This left deep red marks that quickly turned purple. Soon the girls breast looked beaten and defeated. After about 15 minutes Beatrix waved her hand at Jacob signaling him to stop.

Leaning forward she stared at Anne “Well then little girl those titties at not looking so well now are they.

Crying Anne said “You did not need to do that to me I don't know anything. Please no more. Please!”

“Your cries for mercy are lost on me girl. Talk!”

Anne shook her head “I don't know of what you ask ma lady”

Looking impatient Beatrix called out “Guards!”

Almost strait away the two guard opened the door then enter ed the chamber. They did not look surprised to see the girl with her breasts exposed.

“Guards please remove her from the chair then tie her to the frame” Beatrix pointed to the inverted Y frame.

“Yes ma lady” said one of the guards then they did as commanded.

Then untied her then dragged her to the frame. She did not struggle as the men affixed her to it. They tied her hands together then fixed them to a chain. They then pulled the chain up so her arms were hoisted up over her head. Next then firmly tied her ankles to the bottom of the frame then they lifted her gown as they connected together two thick straps around her thighs just above the knee. To add more stability they applied another strap to her arms just above her head. With her body pulled tightly this allowed her very little movement.

Once complete one guard said “Ma lady will that be all?”

Beatrix nodded “Yes that will be all for now”

“Very good ma lady”

With that the two guards exited leaving them to their work. Beatrix turned to Jacob “Now young man. Cut off her clothes”

Beatrix then moved the chair she had been sitting on then sat back down as if to watch a play. Anne looked frightened as ever knowing the torture was about to go to another level. Jacob did as commanded then picked up the knife again then walked over to her. Anne watched as if she was curious to she her clothes removed. He took the knife and cut the fabric. He cut down the middle then pulled away the tattered garment leaving her naked.

She turned her head to the side in shame as Jacob saw her full naked body. She had a beautiful figure with soft young skin. He looked to her groin to she the whole area was now very exposed and the leather straps around her legs meant she could not close them. He then turned to Beatrix for an instruction not wanting to admit he was unsure of how to proceed.

Beatrix saw this and pondered for a few seconds then said “Use the three tailed whip on her body. Use it firm to see if the girl will start to talk sense”

Jacob picked up the whip as instructed. It had a wooden handle with a long peace of leather attached to one end. The leather split into three tails each had a knot tied in it to add extra pain. He then positioned himself in front of her to begin the lashes. After seeing her body again he could not help be be a little aroused.

With her hands pulled up tight and her legs parted he had a full view of her body. He was able to see every contour of her eye pleasing form but knew he must contain himself. As he prepared the whip he saw her watching him. There eyes locked and he saw desperation in her eyes. She then closed them as she braced herself for pain as she knew it was going to be bad.

He then propelled the whip forward then pulled back at the last second so it would snap back adding to the force.

CRACK!

The sound was very clear as the whip struck her skin instantly causing three red makes to appear on her stomach. She then cried out from the pain.

“AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR....No.....”

CRACK!

He landed another strike on the girls flesh leaving more marks.

CRACK!

Tears streamed down her face as she suffered the pain.

CRACK!

He knew the importance of keeping a good constant rhythm so her pain did not lessen.

CRACK!

She continued to scream as the whip struck her body leaving its mark on her. Beatrix was pleased with his work and called out “Very good young man please don't stop”

Anne pulled on the restraints with her hands and legs as she spasmed with pain. All she could really move was her head which she did frantically. She felt him making sure plenty of lashes struck her breasts as well as her woman hood. The one mercy was he could not strike her sensitive place directly but he was getting good at getting one of the tails to hit the folds of skin between her legs. Both Anne and Jacob learned that those folds of skin caused the most pain when hit.

After one cruel hit to those folds of skin she managed to look him in the eyes. He nearly lost his rhythm as he looked back. He knew that was her sensitive place and it was his job to hurt her. She knew what he was doing and why he was aiming down there. Knowing that she almost respected him for doing it.

After a few dozen lashes Beatrix stood up. “Enough”

Jacob stopped as ordered then stepped back. He could see her body from her upper thighs to her breasts were covered in lash marks. In some placed the skin had broken with some visible blood. It took a few moments for the screams to subside before Anne started to sob. The lash marks were still causing her pain.

Beatrix walked up to her as Anne let her head fall loose. Beatrix grabbed her by her chin then turned Anne's head towards her. “I can see you breaking little girl. Now we will continue until we get the truth from you”

The girl said “I... I.. Cant tell you”

Beatrix interrupted “O so you cant tell me. And why is that? Who are you protecting?”

“Urrrr Urrrr. I. Cant say because I don't know”

“We both know you are lying to me girl. Now how much longer do you think you can keep this up?”

“Please no more I cant tell you because I don't know”

Jacob heard the way she first said “I can't tell you” He also picked up there was a reason she could not tell the truth. He had some doubt as to weather the girl knew anything before but now he knew she did.

Beatrix looked at Jacob “Now get the pliers and this time take them here”

She pointed at the girls womanhood.

“Start on the outer folds then move inwards. Bite her hard”

He nodded then collected the pliers from the table. As he did Beatrix went to the door then said something to one of the guards.

He gripped them firmly as she watched him walk over to her. He saw her leg muscles tense as if she was trying to close her legs but it was not use. She started crying again as he knelt down in front of her to start the torture. First he ran the steal though the skin in a stroking motion as she gasped. He heard her whining as he clamped the metal down around a piece of her flesh. That was when the screaming resumed.

He twisted the flesh as he had done with her nipples then pulled down. This stretched the skin out causing her screams to increase. Once he had twisted and stretched one part he gripped another bit of flesh then repeated the sequence. The folds quickly swelled up after they had felt the torture, another sign he was hurting her.

After 15 minutes of torture the door opened then Beatrix went over. Looking back he saw her collect some candles from one of the guards before the door closed again. He took little notice and resumed torturing the girl.

She was in constant pain as she felt the pliers working. Looking down she saw him hurting her but then kept leaning her head back to cry out. She had given up on any attempt to close her legs as it was futile.

After he had worked her outer lips he used his left hand open her up to access deeper. He used his thumb and forefinger to pull back the folds to access the pink softer skin inside. As before his twisted then stretched the flesh but noticed a higher pitched scream from her. What he had failed to touch with the whip he was now touching with the pliers.

“AAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!”

She shook her head side to side as Beatrix watched on very impressed with her new accomplice. He had remembered a place he stroked a woman to please her in the past. He probed with his fingers then pushed back the inner hood to reveal her bud. Next he carefully put the pliers onto it as she looked down.

“No....No....no...” She screamed out as he then began to crush it.

She threw her head back and let out a constant scream as he nearly burst it open. Then after a moment she looked at Beatrix.

“Wait. Please Stop I know something”

Jacob released his grip then stood up. He stepped back so Beatrix could talk to their victim. Beatrix walked over to her the said “Well tell me what you know. Or back to the pliers”

After a few deep breaths she said “There is a room in the guest wing where a few ladies. Noble ones meet after dark. I hear they remove there clothes then play naked. They do this as they don't care of gods rules”

“Very good young girl now give me names”

“I don't know any I heard just talk honest”

“Now girl you did not hold out against the whip or the bite of pliers to save that information. You know more”

She shook her head. Then seeing this Beatrix turned to Jacob and said “Put the pliers back on the spot you had them at last then tighten slowly”

He got on his knees and did as commanded. He probed her folds then found the bud that had swollen up a bit. He assumed this was from the previous crushing it had taken. He got the bud in the pliers then nodded to Beatrix.

Beatrix grabbed the girls head with both hands tightly the said to her face “Tell me there names or he will crush your bud”

She looked panicked then her eyes opened wide as he applied pressure to it. Beatrix watched the girls face as she felt her bud being crushed. Anne clenched her jaw then closed her eyes as the pressure built up. After a time Jacob felt it all of a sudden give way. It went with a crunch like an egg would he thought.

Beatrix held the girls head as she screamed uncontrollably then let go after a few seconds. Beatrix signaled to Jacob to stop so she stood up then they both watched Anne squirm on the frame as she cried out.

“AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!”

Jacob saw Beatrix smile as he girl suffered but after some time she stopped screaming then sobbed to herself. Beatrix picked up the crying girls head then said “Your lies have just cost you something very important to you. Now they will cost you more if you are not honest”

After a few breaths Anne said “They were noble guests. I am not sure who maybe the other girls know. Ask them”

Beatrix piked up a candle then lit it using one of the torches on the wall. “I know you are hiding more from me. If that was all you knew then you would have revealed that at the start. You are not very good at this game and you are loosing. Just give me names then you will not have to feel the flame of this candle burn your womanhood”

Anne looked the candle with pure fear in her eyes. “Please don't burn me. Please don't burn me down there you're a woman too”

“I am a woman so I know it will be painful”

Beatrix handed the candle to Jacob “Now make sure the flame touches her flesh then move it up and down the folds slowly”

He nodded then knelt back down. Anne looked at the flame in a panic then her breathing quickened as it got closer. He moved the flame to near her stomach then started to move it down slowly. When she felt the heat on her body she said “Young man please have mercy”

Jacob ignored her plea then moved the candle down. As it got closer the flame burned the soft hairs away leaving a strong smell. Seeing the flame get close she tried to raise herself up on her toes to no success. Then he applied the flame to her lips as instructed. She screamed.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!”

He watched as the flame appeared to lick the skin as he moved it slowly. Left and right of his face he saw her legs twitching from the pain but she was held still. As he pulled the flame back towards him he made sure it stopped on the spot he was just using the pliers. Her screams continued.

After nearly a minute of this Anne Cried out “AAARRRRRRR Stop...... Howick.......Benezia...Stop”

Breatrix gave Jacob a tap on the shoulder then her removed the flame. As she panted Anne repeated “Lady Howick and Lady Benezia. They are the names”

Beatrix responded “Well done girl now why hide that for so long?”

Anne gulped some air before talking. Jacob listen carefully as he wanted to know that as well.

“The women are very powerful and made me swear an oath of secrecy. I took them drinks to their room while they carried out the acts. I also stood guard and they said if I tell on them then I too as an accomplish will be executed”

Beatrix placed her right hand on the side of her head “There, there I understand you were under pressure but as you were only an accomplish you may be spared a painful execution. I will report you cooperated so you may still be released”

Jacob was surprised to hear compassion in Beatrix's voice. Anne looked at her and said “I am sorry I..”

Beatrix interrupted “It is ok I will do all I can for you now it was just those two women. Any others?”

Anne nodded with tears still flowing “But one other helped me keep watch at times. Lady Harrington is her name. She is new but is involved?”

Beatrix pondered “I know those two names. They do have some power but that last one has fallen out of favor. That will be all I need but you will need to remain here until your fate is decided”

Beatrix put her hand on the side of the girls face "Now young girl before we untie you I want you to feel the flame on your lips again and this time for a little longer"

She looked back at Beatrix shocked "Why? I have told you everything. Why?" 

"You do deserve more pain" Beatrix looked to Jacob "Resume burning her womanhood now please"

The girl cried as Jacob moved the candle back to her lips. She screamed in desperation as it was put under her then the scream was of pain. Jacob moved the flame as before making sure it was close to her skin to burn her more. He saw the skin go a dark red then look as if it was drying out from the burning. He moved the candle down her lips making sure he burned her towards the back or her womanhood not wanting to leave a part out.

"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

Next he used his left thumb and forefinger to part her lips at the point a mans member would enter her. He parted the lips at the point of her hole then put the candle under the hole so that part was burned. Anne's eyes opened wide as she felt the flame burn inside her. He kept the flame still feeling some heat himself but knowing it was hell for her. For over a minute he burned her in that spot before Beatrix ordered him to stop.

"You may stop now Jacob"

The girl looked scared as well as suffering from the burns now. Beatrix said "There girl now you have been burned sufficiently you will now be sent back to your cell"

Scared the girl responded "Thank you"

Beatrix then turned to Jacob “Come now we must form our plan”

The two walked out of the door leaving Anne on the frame. As they left the chamber Beatrix turned to one of the guards “Thank you both for your help. Now see this girl is given a warm bed and a good meal. She must remain in prison for now but she should be given some comfort”

Jacob was again surprised by her actions. Beatrix was turning into a very complex individual indeed.

“come Jacob let us leave the tower”

The pair exited the tower to find it was getting dark. Both instantly noticed the clearer air.

“You did very well Jacob. Very well. I see you have what it takes but in future the victims will have more to loose so you will be required to torture them more severely. Can you handle that?”

“Yes Beatrix I can. I will do what is needed but I will need more tools that we had in that room. Could I have one of the pears perhaps?”

“Yes I will arrange for one of the pears to be brought back plus here are some coins. The first bag is your payment and the second one if to cover costs of you building a torture rack. Then any other tools you will need”

He was shocked at the amount of money but hide his feelings. “Thank you this should cover the cost”

“Excellent, but time is of the essence so I will speak with the Earl right now and see if we will be granted permission to investigate lady Harrington. That will be our next step but I will collect any tools that I think will be of use. Now a carriage is ready for you to take you home. Get some rest and I will contact you soon.”

“Very well good night” He said to her then they parted company.

Jacob looked in the coin purse for him to see it was more money then he earned in the whole of last month. He felt positive about his experiences that day. Torture was needed to find the truth and that amount of pay would certainly alleviate any guilt.