Jane's Breakdown

“Let her down two inches more guys” the doctor instructed and Jane felt the pressure on her shoulders ease and the pain from her vagina grow as her bodyweight bore down on to the sphere of wood which was pressing up into the entrance to her body. Slowly her vaginal muscles were forced to expand and her vagina opened more accommodate the beginnings of “the baby’s head”.

The doctor stared at the post intently as Jane edged slowly down onto it. He was delighted to see that Jane was impaling herself on the post very slowly and that there were around two inches of slack in the rope. Jan’s labia was stretched impossibly tight around the sphere, it seemed for a while as if the cunt lips were folding inwards driven into her by the wood, but as she shook and struggled in agony she sank to the point where her cunt was around a third of the way onto the sphere and she was being held gaping open, her vagina distended 4 inches.

The entrance to Jane’s cunt was now stretched taught, and that the pain had clearly reached new levels, given how her head thrashed from side to side and her hands clenched and unclenched,  the doctor called to the men to peg the ropes off for a bit. As Jane remained still and suspended she began to shake and spasm the agonising pain increasing further as the muscles inside her vagina began to cramp.

The men took it in turns to inspect Jane, noting how the sphere was stretching her.

“How far up her is it now?” the leader asked the doctor.

“That’s about seven inches of post inside her” the doctor replied. “She’s still under 5 inches across at that point. She is currently feeling the levels of pain a woman experiences in childbirth.”

He looked up at Jane. Her head was twisting from side to side, eyes clouded with pain.  

“Jane”, he tried again waiting for her to focus on him. “Jane, just to let you know what happens next, because there are a couple of things you’re going to feel.” He paused then continued “we are going to slide you down about another two inches or so, which I imagine will cause two things to happen”

He could see her staring at him and the horror and terror in the now somewhat bloodshot but still pretty blue eyes. “at first your cunt will hold you up as it really cannot stretch that much further. If we are lucky you may well experience what doctors refer to as ‘the burning’. It’s a feeling mothers in labour sometimes get that their cunt is on fire when it is at it’s most stretched. Eventually of course, and I hope it takes a few minutes, you will burst somewhere and then you will slide further onto the post.”

He paused listening to the woman’s muffled whimpers, relishing her suffering and increased terror with considerable pleasure.  He looked round, the rest of the group were all smiling, enjoying the suffering they were causing. The doctor was the newest member of the group and their obvious enjoyment gave him a great deal of satisfaction.

He looked back to Jane “ok boys another couple of inches.”

The men on the rope released the rope as instructed. For nearly five minutes Jane remained virtually at the same level on the post as her vaginal muscles, stretched to their very limits prevented her sliding any further. The pain grew and grew and towards the end Jane experienced the deep burning sensation the doctor had described. The agony was totally overwhelming and she started to believe that somehow the sadists had managed to set the post inside her on fire.

With a sudden searing, red hot pain surging through her vagina and anus Jane shrieked as her perineum split with a faint tearing sound like cloth ripping. With her cunt and anus no longer separated at the entrance Jane’s labia was forced wide enough to accommodate the widest point of the sphere. She slid down the pole to the point where almost all of the ball had disappeared inside her.

“She’s properly bleeding now” momma observed with a chuckle as a steady stream of bright red blood began to flow down the back of the post and drip from Jane’s generously rounded buttocks.

As she had slid further onto the post, the blunt top of the post was now wedged firmly against Jane’s cervix. The new pain, deeper and more terrible overwhelmed her and she helplessly begged them to stop, her words muffled and indistinct through the gag.

With the ball fully inside herself, Jane’s vagina was distended to a diameter of five inches. For several minutes the impossibly painful stretch endured. Finally, with a shriek she felt the searing red hot agony of her cunt muscles splitting. With tears in the deep muscles the delicate membranes of the inner vagina split in multiple places at once, with one tear opening all the way, so that her right labia was split in two.

The doctor had stepped forward close to Jane now. Blood was dripping steadily down her inner thighs. Her cunt had been destroyed by the “babies head”. He smiled with satisfaction. “Lock her off boys” he said and again the men tied the ropes to stakes and came to look at their victim more closely.

Jane’s face was now pale but with deep red blotches on her cheeks and around her eyes from crying. Her nose ran constantly and a steady stream of drool escaped from her gagged mouth. Her blue eyes now clouded with pain moved around spasmodically as if searching desperately for something that could save her. Momentarily she seemed to focus on a face of one of the gang near her before desperately tearing her gaze away.

The men took it in turns to examine Jane more closely, some taunting her and asking if she was enjoying herself.

Momma then stepped forward, having felt around Jane’s labia and inserted her finger between Jane’s cunt wall and the pole she explored the tear between the anus and vagina. Looking up at the helpless woman she laughed “You aint got an asshole anymore honey” she said “just one giant cunt”.

The doctor stepped forward again. Taking hold of the two straps on Jane’s thighs he pulled her sharply forward. He was rewarded with a wail of agony from the woman as the torn walls of her vagina were shredded and ripped against the rough wooden “babies head”.

Pleased with the result the doctor began moving Jane back and forth and from side to side. The woman’s head was thrashing from side to side as she howled in obvious agony. Once the doctor stopped Jane passed briefly and mercifully out only coming to in agonised pain as the leader of the gang took his turn at pulling and twisting her.

As each member of the gang took their turn Jane became hysterical with pain, and finally hyperventilating fell into a deeper state of unconsciousness.

“Is she dead?” one of the men asked, and the doctor stepped forward to check her pulse.

“No” he said “but we’d best give her a little break for a while. I have some work to do on the post anyway. Pull her back up off the pole boys”.