Jane's Breakdown

“Option 2 it is” the Doctor said.

He went over to his medical bag and retrieved a scalpel. The steel blade glinted in the sunlight as he returned to his dangling victim. Jane squealed as she felt the pain of a burning incision in her belly. The Doctor placed the scalpel in a pocket and worked his finger into the cut he had made in Jane’s belly. Gently working the two sides of the cut apart he created an opening about two inches long running down from just below the pretty blonde’s belly button.

Gripping the leather staps on each side of Jane’s buttocks he took up some of the strain of her weight. “Give me three inches of slack boys” he instructed. He leaned forward so that he forced Jane’s body slightly backwards and at the same time eased her further onto post.

Jane could feel the pressure in her uterus increasing as the post pressed more firmly against it. She let out a long choking moan as she sank further down the post.

The Doctor let out a satisfied grunt and stepped back away from his victim. Protruding the bloody gash in Jane’s belly there was the clear outline of around two inches of the post. The post was covered in a layer of deeper red flesh. “That is her uterus” the doctor explained “we are pushing her uterus out of her body”.

There were some whistles and laughs of appreciation. The Doctor smiled. “Pull her legs out so she is laying back on the stake” he told them.” Now give her a couple of inches more slack”. The pain from her womb became so intense that Jane could manage no coherent thought. She no longer screamed instead grinding her teeth against the gag, her jaw locked in agony.

Around 4 inches of post had emerged from Jane’s body. The skin running up to the point of the post was now clearly stretched tight. Momma stepped forward and reaching out gently squeezed Jane’s uterus against the tip of the post. Looking up at the pretty blonde’s suffering face she chuckled with obvious relish. “Let’s burst her” she said, almost with longing.

“You heard the lady” the doctor said “give her two more inches of slack”. It seemed almost inconceivable that Jane’s uterus remain intact as two more of post emerged from her helpless body, but it did. For around thirty seconds she remained her weight all supported by her uterus.

Then the uterus split at the tip of the post spraying a pink mist of Jane’s blood up as it did. The ruined organ flopped down resting on her belly. The doctor stepped forward and grabbing a large piece of it he yanked as hard as he could. He succeeded in generating the most violent spasm and squeal of suffering from his victim and ripping a handful of uterus wall from her body.

“Lower her down boys” he instructed “keep her legs pulled out horizontal so she can’t try and stand”. As Jane slid further down the post the bloodied wood emerging from her, she writhed and twitched in evident agony.

As Jane’s heels touched the ground and she was lowered further she was forced into a seated position with her long legs directly out in front of her. This created a new pain as the post which entered her body though her vagina and exited through her belly began to press hard against her pelvic bone.

For a while Jane sat upright, by leaning her torso against the post she could reduce, though not release the pressure on her pelvis. The Doctor went to stand behind her, he had worked out that if he forced her to lay flat the post, would be driven against her pelvic bone. Grasping the straps that went over her shoulders he violently and without warning drove her down to lay flat on the ground.

Just before Jane’s shoulders hit the ground there was a splintering sound like a branch breaking from a tree as her pelvis was shattered. The post drove a large white bone fragment through Jane’s skin emerging almost directly at the centre of her neat pubic mound. Her body spasmed and shook uncontrollably while her tormentors watched on.

“Moose I need your help” the Doctor said. “Grab her here by the shoulder straps and try to drag her towards you. Let’s see if we can rip the post out of her”

The huge man took to his task with relish. As he wrenched the helpless woman towards him, her flesh where it met the post, split and separated. It took several minutes but eventually with a final wrench Jane’s body was pulled clear of the post.

The slim blonde lay still on the ground. Her ribs heaved in and out as she gasped for air, but otherwise she was still. Jane’s agony was so complete and overwhelming that any effort to move was unthinkable. Blood oozed from a bloody opening that ran from just below her naval all the way to her ruined cunt.

The Doctor went and knelt between Jane’s open legs. “Hold her down” he instructed and four gang members took control of Jane’s legs and shoulders so that she couldn’t struggle.

Starting at the ruined labia the Doctor inserted his right hand into the gash. Gently he worked his hand inside Jane. Taking care not to catch himself on any sharp bone fragments he worked his hand deeper and deeper seeking his goal.

With a grunt of satisfaction his hand found what he was looking for. As he slowly started to withdraw his hand Jane’s head shot up staring wide eyed at him. She started to struggle violently against the hands holding her emitting strange rasping gasps.

As the Doctors bloodied hand emerged from Jane’s body Momma was the first to understand what he was doing. “He’s pulling her fucking guts out” she shouted in excitement. As the others shifted to look they saw that the Doctor had pulled a pink fleshy coil from Jane’s body. He tugged a little more clear and then lay a first coil of about one foot of her lower intestine onto the helpless blonde’s leg. Working his hand back into Jane the Doctor patiently tugged more of her intestine loose and dragged it from her. Over the next few minutes as the gang watched on in rapt attention as he pulled the mass of intestine clear until he had piled more than eight feet of her insides onto her bloody thighs.

Jane lay juddering on the floor her eyes open though clouded with pain. “Let’s take her gag out now” the leader said. “I figure we should hear her clearly for this last procedure”.

Momma quickly bent over Jane and removed the ball gag.

Jane moaned then sobbed “no more” she whispered.

The Doctor looked up at the group. “I think you will need to hold her down” he told them. Reaching out he grabbed a handful of Jane’s intestine and crushed it viciously. Her scream and the way she thrashed against the men holding her was a sight that none of them would ever forget. For the next several minutes the Doctor twisted coils of Jane’s innards against each other gradually creating a tightly knotted mass. The agony was so overwhelming that even in her weakened state Jane almost broke free from the grasp of more than one member as she shook and squirmed.

Once the Doctor had knotted Jane’s guts as tightly as he could he pulled his knife from its sheath. Holding the blade at the narrowest point of her knotted intestines, just where it disappeared into her body he sliced through in one clean cut.

As he stood he released the mass of flesh he held, keeping hold of one end he let the intestine unfold so that it dangled from his hand like a decapitated snake. Momma knelt down by Jane’s head and lifting it forced her to look at the Doctor. “Look you bitch, he cut your guts out” she told Jane with deep relish.

Momma let Jane’s head fall back and stood to watch her final suffering. The group were all stood now encircling Jane as she lay, eyes wide with shock her breathing shallow and fast. Jane’s skin had become extremely pale, her breathing increasingly frantic as she gasped for air.

“See how she’s gasping for air” the Doctor noted. “It’s called air hunger because she doesn’t have enough blood to transport oxygen to her brain.” He laughed, “doesn’t matter how hard she gasps” he said. “Look at her lips too see the way they are turning kind of blue, that’s also lack of oxygen”.

Just as he finished speaking a massive muscle spasm caused Jane’s ruined body to twist one way then that. Her mouth clamped shut and her jaw ground together as a huge and agonizing seizure gripped her. A final huge spasm gripped her so that her back arched obscenely driving her hips shattered pelvis and ruined cunt upwards. With a final choking gasp Jane slumped back and died.