Jane's Breakdown

“Option 1 it is” the doctor said.

The group returned to the dangling woman.

“Lower her down about two inches” the doctor instructed.

As Jane descended, the post inside her pressed against the top of her uterus pressing it up into the cavity of her rib cage. The doctor gripped the straps around Jane’s thighs and tried to judge how much further he dare stretch her before her womb burst. “Hold her there” he instructed.

Tied off once again Jane’s uterus was stretched inside her just below the limit that would cause it to burst. The post ground against the sensitive blood rich lining of the uterus causing intense burning agony. The doctor now exploited this by gently twisting Jane this way and that. His reward was the evident agony that he was inflicting as Jane sobbed, twitched and twisted her head from side to side.

Stepping aside the doctor invited the others to take part and for many minutes more the gang amused themselves inflicting the dreadful torment on her. Momma took particular pleasure in not only twisting Jane, but in vigorously massaging her belly to further irritate the lining of the womb. The pain she caused was further evidenced by the muscles in Jane’s belly going into spasm. This reaction caused Momma so much pleasure it felt almost like a sexual climax.

When everyone had taken a turn, the doctor took charge once again. “Raise her up about six inches” he told the men pulling the ropes. Then let her go, but give her nine inches of slack.”

Jane was raised up as instructed and the pain from her uterus briefly reduced. On the doctors signal the men freed the ropes, holding them so Jane could drop nine inches before stopping. As she plunged back onto the post Jane shrieked in agony as her uterus was torn partly away from her birth canal. With a second wave of agony the post ruptured the top of the uterus creating a split in the upper part of the womb.

With her blood rich uterus destroyed blood began to pump steadily down Jane’s thighs creating a growing puddle of blood beneath her. The doctor let her hang there bleeding heavily for a few minutes. She was growing weaker now, not yet close to death but importantly becoming too weak to scream loudly.

He moved back to Jane standing behind her. “This next process like to make her vomit” he told the group. “I don’t want her choking so we need to take the gag out.”

As the gag was removed Jane tried to call out for help. All that she could manage was a weak squeal barely above a whisper.

“Okay” the doctor said. “For this we need you to help Moose.”

The huge man mountain stepped forward and listened with head bowed as the doctor told him what to do. Going round behind Jane he wrapped his arms around her taking her weight. “I got her boys” he said “let the ropes go slack.”

Moose lifted and twisted Jane’s helpless body in his powerful arms. He paused before driving her back down onto the stake which tore through a part of her intestine before it crashed into the wall of her stomach which tore open under the force Moose exerted.  With the post further embedded into her body the men now took up the slack on the ropes and tied Jane off and Moose was able to step back from her.

The sudden impact on her stomach had caused Jane to vomit violently and she had choked up several mouthfuls of stinking bile. Her head was spinning with nausea and she felt consciousness slipping away when suddenly a new and incredibly intense burning searing agony took over her entire being. She began to spasm and shake violently bouncing in her harness. The gang stood round watching in rapt attention at their victim’s agonised spasms. She was not screaming now, but emitting strange gasps and wheezes, interspersed with juddering gasps of desperate inhalation.

“It looks like she’s dancing to crazy music” Momma laughed.

“It’s the acid from her stomach burning her insides” the doctor said. “She is in unimaginable pain.”

Finally Jane began to slow her violent spasms. Her eyes were still open and she stared wordless at her tormentors.

The doctor took this as his cue.

“Time to finish her off while she is still aware of what’s happening” he told the others.

Taking the ropes attached to Jane’s ankles from the men who had been controlling her legs he looped each rope around the respective ropes attached to her shoulders and pulled Jane’s legs to hold her in a kneeling position. He quickly tied her off.

He walked around to the front of Jane and looked up at her. She stared dully back at him, exhausted and defeated. He smiled to himself. “In a minute or so we are going to drop you onto the post Jane and impale it right through you. It may come out of your head, it may come out of your mouth, it may come out of your shoulder. Who knows?.” He chuckled “wherever it comes out it will hurt and it will kill you”.

Jane moaned gently. A large tear formed and dropped from her right eye solitary and sad as it ran down her cheek.

The doctor went back behind Jane. Reaching up he grasped the rope and pulled himelf up off of the ground adding his own considerable body weight to Jane’s. Wanting to avoid his knees hitting the ground he wrapped his legs around Jane’s waist. “Let her drop boys” he said.

With the combination of her own body weight and the doctors Jane’s helpless body was driven down onto the stake. It ripped through her diaphragm tore through the soft material of her lung and with a splintering sound exited her body through her upper chest just above her right breast.

Stepping quickly around Jane the doctor saw what the others could already see. Jane had survived the impalement and was now juddering in the final throes of her agony. She knelt before them with the bloody tip of the post almost ten inches out of her body. Blood oozed and bubbled from the exit wound and the pretty blonde was gasping and gurgling as she choked on her own blood. For several minutes the gang enjoyed the spectacle of the beautiful intelligent funny woman desperately fighting for life. Jane began to cough violently and brought up several mouthfuls of bright bubbling blood which dripped from her mouth smothering her small breasts. For the last thirty seconds of her life her chest and ribcage heaved violently and uselessly as she tried to suck oxygen into her ruined lungs. With a final gruesome spasm and mighty twitch Jane died.

[As you chose option 1 please now go directly to Chapter 13 – The Clean Up]