Spit Roasted Alive Jenny

I posted this on another location with a differen't character name, but I ended up liking this story, so I posted it to my Deviant Art page too. This story revolves around agony of pain, and not the joy of pain.

NOTE: This is entirely fictional, not something that I witnessed, not something that I did, and not something that I am going to do. This also doesn't have anything to do with any living person. Do not try to do anything written here in reality! If you practice this in real life, I am not to be held responsible! If someone is disturbed or agitated after reading this, I am not to be held responsible!

One morning Jenny didn't wake up at home. She found herself in woods, all tied up to a wooden plank, naked, with her neck tied to the plank, her hands behind her back, and her legs spread wide. "Where am I? What is this?" She struggled to free herself, but it was useless. Then she saw a man slowly walking toward her, carrying a giant spit made of steel. The spit was razor sharp on one side and rounded on the other side. Jenny shocked, spread her eyes wide at him, thinking in fear "what is he carrying around? Is he going to hurt me?". The cannibal's eyes were gentle and radiating with lust, but he did not want to have sex with her.

He just came by her ear and gentle whispered:
- I am going to eat you. But first you are going to hurt. A lot!
It was clear. He wanted her pain and her meat.

Jenny suddenly started whimpering in panic, her body strongly shivering, her chin violently shaking:
- What will you do to me?! Pleeease don't hurt me! PLEEAASEE!!

Tears emerged from her eyes, but all that the man did was giving a little smile. Poor, helpless, gentle human being crying and shivering in fear from her horrible fate.

- PLEEEAAASEEE! Please don't h-hurt m-me!

Jenny kept on crying an begging, repeating the same words over and over, giving a sad begging look to her kidnapper, moving her innocent arms and legs, desperately trying to free herself. The man ran his fingers through her hair, caught a tear dripping from her eye and tasted it. Immediately after, he moved away, crouched in front of her pussy and, grabbed the spit with his hands, pointing the spike toward the entrance of her pussy. Jenny had only one thing on her mind - she was going to be impaled.

- NOOO! NOOOOO! NOOOOOOO! - Jenny screamed repetitively as the spike penetrated into her pussy.

- AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! - She screamed, over and over while the spike pierced through the tissue of the inside of her vagina and squeezed her ovaries, she felt excruciating dull burning pain! She was all in panic, but completely helpless. Screaming was the only thing she could do. The man did it slowly so she would feel every cell of her cervix being broken.

Not after long, her inner vagina was completely pierced through. The man started pulling the spit out of her. Jenny kept on screaming. In fact, the process of taking it out seemed to have burned more than taking it in. Jenny's face, soaking wet from tears and saliva she released while screaming, filled with some hope. "Is it over? Is he going to let me go?" But what he did next was turning his spit so the round part pointed toward her vagina.

- I should not damage your inner organs. I need you alive and roasting. - the man said. Britanny thought "What? This is never going to end? Will I not just die?? Will I be roasted alive??"

The spit penetrated inside her again. Her screams became even louder as it was trying reaching the hole it made earlier. As it went through the hole, Jenny started feeling another, different pain.

- UUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH!!! - Started coming loudly out of her. The spit was slowly moving through her intestines, crushing them in its way. It reminded her of the stomach flu she had a year ago, only that the pain was much much stronger, spreading higher and higher toward her stomach. She moved her head little bit forward as a reaction to the pain, but the rope in her neck stopped her. The spit was deep inside her body. Feeling she could never imagine in her life.

When she felt a wave of the same but more powerful pain, her kidnapper said:
- Looks like we reached your stomach. I'll make sure your intestines aren't in the way before I continue.

He started moving the spit in circles, and she felt the pain in her belly increasing releasing the very same "UUUHHH" noise like before. Then the man once again pulled the spit out of her and switched its side to the sharp spike, while Jenny's screams became quiet whimpers. The spit was once again back in her, ready to pierce through her stomach. As it was piercing, Jenny released another way of powerful screams.

- UUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH!!! UUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! - Her stomach was pierced like a water balloon. She felt a need to puke, but she couldn't. The spit then located the bottom beginning of her gullet, and got inside. Besides the same old pain she felt in her belly, there was this strong painful pressure in her gullet, like she was about to swallow something too large. As the pressure was slowly getting closer to her mouth, her screams became quieter and quieter. At the very last moment she could speak, she just gently whimpered: - Help me...

Her head moved back, her mouth opened. Her body acted on its own as the spike made its way out of her mouth. With her eyes she could see it was covered in red less than she expected. Her breathing became harder. She tried to kill herself by stopping to breathe, but once again her body acted on its own and started breathing again. Not her fault, just a human reflex.

She was alive. She couldn't scream. Even her shivers stopped. Her belly hurt the way she could never imagine it before. She couldn't move anything but her limbs, which were tied. She didn't even want to move them, she didn't even want to breathe, because every single move would cause a wave of even stronger pain in her stomach. She became nothing but meat waiting to be roasted. Alive. Tears just dripped from her eyes. "Why did this happen? Why? Why? I want to go home... I don't want to die. I don't want to hurt. I just wanna go home. The pain... when will it stop? I feel sick. I wanna go home. Why? Why? Why?"

The cannibal started preparing the fire. She could hear it. "So I am going to be on fire? Will it hurt?" The kidnapper went back to her with a bucked of some sauce. He started painting her body with it. Her skin itched from salt in the sauce, but she couldn't scratch it. Even if she could, it would hurt more than help. The kidnapper Also put some sauce in her vagina. She felt strong burning as salt reached her wounds ans squeezed her hands together. Then he withdrew the spit a bit, put some more sauce in her vagina, and put it back in so that the sauce gets deeper. The burning was unbearable, but she couldn't do anything but squeezing her own hands. The kidnapper then turned the spit so she could see the fire?

- See? Everything is ready for you! - The fire burned high. The spit started rising in the air together with poor Jenny. She knew what was waiting for her. She was going to be spit roasted alive. She started shivering again and moving her eyes around, feeling the heat of fire more and more strongly as she was getting closer. She moved her mouth trying to spell "HELP ME! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME! I DON'T WANT THIS! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! LET ME GO!"

She was then put above the fire, facing upper direction. She felt powerful, excruciating burning pain through whole of her back and legs. Her body desperately tried to scream, but all she produced was silence. She was breathing rapidly and heavily. She couldn't even think clear, all she though in her head were screams and cries for help, and the pain was getting stronger with every moment. The cannibal started to slowly turn her around causing the other parts of her body to feel the same horrible sensation. Her hands and feet panically moved, but she couldn't set herself free, and even if she could, it'd be useless.

- Wow, you're the durable one! - Jenny's torment continued for whole 30 minutes. 30 minutes of agony. 30 minutes of screaming nothing but silence. 30 minutes of wishing her death came soon. She couldn't even pass out.

Afterwards, she could no longer feel any pain. Tears dropped from her eyes once more. "I'm dying. Who would say? Why did this happen? I have a large spit through my body. Imagine that. Please enjoy your meal..." And she died. Life faded away from her eyes and she stopped breathing. She was still being roasted. Her body having a nice golden color, getting more and more golden with every minute. The fire extinguished. The meal was ready.