Jane's Breakdown

The doctor pulled up Jane’s bound arms sharply so that she grunted in pain. “Walk up the  hill towards that tree there please Jane” he told her giving a slight shove. Reluctantly Jane began moving forward, up the slope towards the large oak tree that he indicated. As they got closer Jane could see that on the other side of the tree the group were gathered in a semi-circle.

The other gang member and Momma had walked ahead. “Here she comes” said Momma cheerfully. The fat grey haired woman turned to look back at Jane and the doctor. “Hurry along now honey” she said in a sing song mock cheerful tone. “Come see what we have got lined up for you”.

Jane tried to speak through the hard, plastic ball gag. “ghlease, ghlease et me go”, the words wouldn’t form and the ball hurt her mouth but somehow in her desperation she tried to believe that the woman might still help her.

The woman looked at her quizzically, “what’s that honey it’s kinda hard to understand you. You want us to let you go?”

Jane nodded miserably, saliva from the gag dripping from her gaping mouth.

“I’ll tell you what honey” the fat woman smiled, “you just join in the fun that this here young fella has dreamed up for you, and after that is over you’ll be free to leave” she paused “if you can that is” she added with a short laugh.

They had arrived at the other side of the tree with the other group now. Jane could see that over a thick branch of the tree were two ropes that dangled down to the ground swinging gently and separately. On the other side of the branch the ropes had been wrapped together to create a single length of thicker rope.

The doctor pushed Jane forward to stand in front of the two ropes. Two of the men from the gang slid the ropes under the belts that were on each of Jane’s shoulders tying them quickly in expertly created knots.

Jane began to panic now, she struggled and tried to pull away but the doctor had firm grasp of her bound wrists and by bending her arms up behind her back he easily controlled her. The older woman pushed her face closer to Jane’s. “Don’t you go struggling now honey, we’re looking forward to enjoying the show that you put on.”

With the ropes tied on two more gang members began pulling on the single length where the ropes had been bound together. The leather belts groaned as they took the strain and Jane gasped as the two belts between her legs tightened and her feet were lifted off the ground as they raised her up until her waist was at around head height for the men.

Swaying in the gentle breeze the naked woman whimpered in fear and kicked her feet helplessly and weakly at her tormentors. Two other men now each grabbed an ankle and quickly tied new lengths of rope to each leg. Satisfied that the rope was tied tightly enough the men each pulled the rope he had connected to the side so that Jane’s legs were pulled down and apart. She was helpless.

The doctor had been talking with the leader of the gang and had his back to Jane. Now he turned, and came to stand close by her. Stooping he peered between Jane’s legs to check where the belts were tight. She felt his fingers brush the lips to her vagina as he pushed each belt slightly out onto her thigh so that the entry to her cunt was unobstructed. He looked up at Jane who was sobbing in confused fear. “Almost ready Jane” he said.

The doctor stepped closer to Jane placing his hands on her waist and moving his body close as if embracing her. On the dirt beneath her he scratched an indentation with his boot heel. “Dig there” he said, stepping away.

Two of the men stepped forward and began digging in turn. They paused as the doctor came forward to check and, satisfied that the hole was in the right place, he grunted then told them, “Make it 2 feet deep”.

The ropes on her legs were holding Jane fairly still now so though she could feel the cool breeze on her naked body she remained relatively motionless. Her fear was overwhelming, she could not imagine what the gang had planned for her but she was certain that it was something awful. She tried crying out for help but the ball gag limited the sounds she produced to weak sounds and squeaks. Jane began to cry, big juddering sobs which caused her to shake in her suspended harness. Saliva seeped around the ball gag and dribbled from her mouth smearing her chest and a thick candle of wet snot hung from her nose.

Momma looked up at Jane and grinned. “You aint looking so pretty now honey.” she said.

Once the men were satisfied that the hole was deep enough they called out to the doctor who came and checked. Having confirmed that the depth was suitable, he went over to Jane’s car and brought something out of the rear seats.

As he returned towards her, Jane got sight for the first time of what he was carrying. The men he had sent away the previous evening had been successful in finding exactly what he was looking for. They had come across a field where a lone fence post had been left laying on the ground surplus to requirements. The round post was just over 6 feet tall and about 8 inches in diameter. Once they had finished raping Jane and had left her for the night the doctor had spent the evening whittling down the post so that the top was narrowed to a round point a half an inch across. Over the first four inches the circular post smoothly expanded to be two inches in diameter. The doctor calculated that Jane’s cunt would easily accommodate that width so they could solidly embed the woman on the post.  At that point sat a wider sphere of wood curving to a maximum diameter of just over 5 inches. The sphere was around 3 inches in depth at which point the post was whittled down to the same 2 inch diameter as the top, a diameter which was continued for another 3 feet.

The doctor looked up at Jane and gave a small chuckle. “Can you guess what this is for Jane?” he asked. He placed the flat end of the post into the hole in the ground. “Pull her back a little and let her down till her feet touch the ground” the doctor instructed. One of the men pulled Janes harness as they lowered her until she stood trembling close to the terrifying wooden stake. The doctor reached out and pulled Jane towards the stake using her harness. The top of the tip of the stake reached to just above her chin. “Dig it in about another six inches” the doctor instructed as he hauled the post from the hole.

Jane was lifted back into the air as the two men quickly created a deeper hole. Replacing the post and lowering Jane back down again, the doctor checked the post. He smiled with satisfaction, with her feet on the ground,  the wooden tip nestled between the top of Jane’s small breasts.

Jane was hauled into the air again and as the doctor held the stake in place the gang members began shovelling dirt back into the hole around it.

The doctor looked up at Jane and grinned. “We are going to lower you down onto this post Jane” he grinned at her “It is quite narrow at first so it will easily slide up your cunt. I thought about it quite a lot though. The female vagina is an incredible thing in terms of its ability to stretch. Its small and tight enough in normal circumstances to allow a man to penetrate and enjoy sex with a penis that is on average an inch and a half in diameter. We have plenty of experience that your cunt stretches that wide but feels nice and tight.” He paused as there was some laughter and whooping in the group. “The vagina can also stretch to allow a woman to give birth. For information the average baby head has a diameter of around 5 inches, so you should be able to accommodate the little wooden baby head we’ve carved into the post. There is a little extra challenge here though Jane.” Again he paused and looked up at her, holding her horrified gaze, “it is much harder than any babies head, and given that you won’t benefit from all the hormones a pregnant woman has that help her..” he paused again “I gotta tell you there is no way you remain intact with that inside you”

The doctor stepped back sharply as Jane’s blind terror caused her to lose control of her bladder. A spray of pee arced from her body, with some of it splashing the men who were almost done tamping back the soil, and catching the doctor in the face. As he wiped his mouth ruefully there was cheering and laughter from the wider group.

He looked up at the slim blonde. She stared at him breath hissing through the ball gag. He could see her terror building and he allowed the words to fully sink in.

Satisfied that the woman was suitably terrified, the doctor came and stood in front of Jane. “Right” he said “when I say so, you two guys start to lower her slowly down and you two guys” he nodded towards the men holding the ropes attached to Jane’s legs “keep enough tension on her legs to hold them apart and stop her thrashing about too much.” He pulled back to look up at Jane “we want to keep  you nice and controlled Jane so the thing goes right up in the correct place.”

Taking the ropes attached to Jane’s legs he pulled them into a position that he figured would give the post the best angle of entry to her cunt so that her muscles and walls remained intact as long as possible. As he had explained to the men, “if we can cause her cunt to burst from stretching it will hurt her more than ripping her open with the tip of the post”.

“You want to hold her legs about here” he said “her cunt passage goes slightly backwards through her body at the start and we want her leaning just slightly forward to ease that journey”

As the men took control of Janes legs he nodded satisfied that she was in the correct position.

“Ok boys” he said “down she comes.”

Jane was almost vomiting in panic she could hear her voice pleading muffled through the gag “no no no no please”.

Jane felt herself slowly being lowered. Staring down unable to take her eyes off him she watched as the doctor grabbed the straps around her thighs and eased her forward. “Hold on” he called, Jane felt his fingers pushing back the lips of her labia she tried desperately to struggle but the ropes holding her legs kept her still.

“Lower her a couple of inches” the doctor called and then he grunted with satisfaction as he saw the tip of the fence post push up into Jane’s cunt.

Feeling the hard wooden post enter her caused Jane to begin shrieking as loudly as she could manage. In her head the sound was deafening but in reality the gang on the ground were unconcerned as the gag ensured that the noise their victim was making was muffled and weak.

“Lower her about another inch “ the doctor instructed. He looked closely at Janes cunt as the entrance reached the point where the post began to expand. He had marked the post at inch intervals and he continued to let her drop onto the post until she had four inches of hard smooth wood inside her. The “babies head” of wood sat just below the entrance to Jane’s cunt, her labia starting to press against the hard sphere of wood. The doctor looked up at Jane, pleased to see how rigidly she was holding herself her eyes wide with fear and pain.

“Hold her there boys” the doctor instructed. He stepped closer to the helpless slim blonde reached up and grabbed the strap on either hip. “She’s probably pretty sore from being raped so my guess is this already hurts pretty bad”. He looked up at Jane and grinned at the expression of abject terror and suffering he saw.

Pressing with his right had and pulling with his left he swivelled Jane anti clockwise almost 90 degrees before reversing and twisting her back a full half turn until her hips were facing the opposite way. He paused enjoying the guttural groaning and high-pitched squeals of his victim as she felt the delicate membranes of her outer vagina rubbed raw by the hard wooden post. The doctor twisted Jane back and forth several times.

He stepped back smiling, several thin trickles of blood had appeared dribbling down the post and Jane’s thighs. “Just a little blood is a good sign now” the doctor told the men, “means she has some minor tears in the skin but the main muscles are intact, so the next bit gets real interesting”.

The terrible panic Jane had felt now gave way to something new. Deep down now she realised that she was going to die here today. But worse was the fear of the pain that she was going to have to endure. She screamed into the gag suddenly wishing that death could take her before the pain got worse. Her body, strong and desperate to cling to life would sadly not give such a release. Worse, much worse was to come.