DOLCETT WORLD STORY

 

KIM’S CRUCIFIXION

SEALING OF FATE

 

6,000 words.

 

Kim hurried along the alleyway as quickly as she could. The clatter of her heels on the cobbles in the narrow street was almost deafening. She slumped against the wall and sobbed, "You stupid, stupid girl, what have you done." Kim pulled up her skirt to reveal her blood stained panties around her knees, she struggled to pull them up caring little if she was being observed, she knew in her heart she was doomed and doomed by her own hand.

 

There was no excuse for what she had just done, none at all. She knew the Courts would not be lenient on her, quite the reverse and what's more she thought whatever the justice system had in mind would be well deserved.

 

Refusing a man his lawful right to her body, even to her at this moment it was unbelievable. She should have stood the pain now she will suffer far, far worse, she was a criminal at large there was now no escape she would never see another dawn.

 

Finally Kim found the strength to move steadying herself on the wall as if she was drunk, she lowered herself into a vacant Al Fresco Café chair and cradled her face in her hands and sobbed.

 

"What would you like to order ma’am," the waitress squeaked.

 

Kim lifted her face from her hands and slumped back in the chair.

 

Kim beckoned the waitress close to her and whispered into her ear, her eyes opened wide and she shot upright and gasped out loud. Composing herself she reached out and put hand out and touched Kim's shoulder.

 

"What's your name pet, so I can tell them you've surrendered," said the waitress softly rubbing Kim's shoulder as to comfort her.

 

"Kimberly Smith, 21 Dolcett Mews, please tell them I'll wait here," stammered Kim, the waitress disappeared into the café soon to appear ashen faced and slumped down in the chair opposite Kim.

"Kimberly the officers thanked you for being a good citizen and surrendering so quickly after your crime but they wanted me to stress to you that will in no way influence the punishment for your crime," Kim nodded in understanding and agreement.

 

"Kimberly...., they want you go directly to the 'Execution Square' & report for summary execution.

 

"I will of course and thank you for your kindness," said Kim standing up to leave, she looked down onto the seat she had just vacated, "you may need to clean my seat there is a little blood on it, I better go home and change I have to look my best for my execution."

 

xxxxx

 

"Good afternoon Kim you’re home early," said the slightly tinny voice of Kim's house keeper program.

 

"Yes....,Eva, I'm early" , said Kim with a hint of annoyance, "Eva..."

 

"Yes mistress..."

 

"Can you list the pre-requirements for a sows Execution," said Kim flatly.

 

"The sow must present herself at the Collection Centre for Classification prior to processing..."

 

"It's not for processing, Execution," Kim shouted, "What bodily preparations am I required to undertake before my execution Eva, please?"

 

"Kimberly...," program hesitated for an instant, "You must make yourself as pretty as possible for the enjoyment of the audience."

 

"I'd planned to."

 

"One; you must spend at least one hour on the colonic irrigator.

 

Two; drink copious amounts of water as the audience enjoys watching the condemned urinate.

 

Three; it is required that you masturbate continually until called to the platform to enhance the possibility of you orgasming during your execution.

 

Four; wear your very best clothes including stockings and suspenders.

 

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"Councillor, Inspector Mason here," said Sylvia finding it hard to hide her contempt of the councillor.

 

"So.., have you arrested the slut yet?" snarled Pero.

 

"No, but she has surrendered," Sylvia said softly but her tone was lost on the councillor.

 

"Good send her to the Memorial Gardens this evening at eight, I've arranged everything to make her suffer for a long time the bitch, how dare she run off..., thanks Sylvie got to go.

 

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PART TWO

 

Kim stood in line with the queuing women under the sign 'Condemned', she stood patiently waiting somehow she felt strangely relaxed ‘I was terribly wrong and only terrible suffering will redeem my honour,' said Kim under her breath congratulating herself on her newly found eloquence and resolve.

 

"And who might you be beautiful, do I have my list for this evening?" purred the executioner.

 

"Kimberly Smith, I was told to report to the 'Execution Square.'

 

"By whom my lovely," she purred again.

 

"By an inspector at the ‘Office of Female Subservience’, when I surrendered."

 

"I see...," said the executioner flicking through her electronic clip board, "Oh, yes I'm afraid your execution would disturb the audience too much you're going to be tortured and executed in secrecy, they do that when the execution is particularly cruel," she said.

 

"Cruel you say?" said Kim losing calm.

 

"Very much so, I'll get you a car, must go, shame.., such a shame," she said whispering to one of her attendants who immediately grimaced and looked in Kim's direction, for the first time Kim felt uneasy as the girl took Kim's hand and deftly slipped a handcuff around her wrist, Kim didn't object she was too busy admiring the late teen's glorious young semi naked body. Dressed only in black stockings and suspenders with ultra-high heels and wearing a black diaphanous see-through blouse and no panties Kim caught herself licking her lips in appreciation of the young mistress.

 

"Are you a trainee executioner?" asked Kim politely the girl stopped and looked at Kim smiling sweetly.

 

"We can swop if you want, I'm sure my executioner would never know the difference," quipped Kim.

 

"Lady with what's about to happen to you, nobody, I mean nobody would swop with you including the silly slut accused of sexual neglect! And boy is she going to suffer tonight but you will be suffering a lot, lot longer than her," said the young mistress with a breaking voice.

 

Kim felt the colour drain from her face and her flippancy leave her, the girl squeezed her hand, "Sweetie you are going to be executed by a 'Man' that means it will be fucking gruesome not spectacular like these executions but fucking cruel and extended.

 

All Kim's cool demeanour was gone as her bladder let go and audible hiss broke the silence as Kim urinated through her panties.

 

"Well we better get on with it then can't keep a man waiting, can we," said Kim walking away from the puddle she had just made pulling the mistress with her towards a waiting Taxi and they both climbed in.

 

PART THREE

 

"You for the Memorial Gardens," said a gruff voice from the front of the taxi.

 

"Yes..," replied Averill and the taxi pulled away from the curb.

 

"You poor slut, what did you do to deserve execution in the Gardens?" asked the driver.

 

"I didn't like being sodomized by force," said Kim with her calm demeanour returning to her.

 

"Fuuuuck, and you did a runner?"

 

"Yep, I did and yes I do regret it," said Kim softly.

 

"Well you have time enough to regret it my dear, plenty of time..," said the driver and Kim watched Averill nod her head in agreement.

 

The Taxi pulled into a gravel driveway and stopped in the darkness.

 

"This is it my dears just head for that light at the end of the footpath they'll be waiting for you," said the taxi driver obviously having made this trip many times before.

 

Kim felt the handcuff taken from her wrist then Averill lent across her and opened the door.

 

"Off you go pet just head for the light James will be waiting," said Averill gesticulating for Kim to go.

 

"James Melville, well you've got the best, fuck somebody paid a fortune for his hire tonight," chuckled the driver callously.

 

Kim climbed out of the taxi and felt a little offended by the offhand approach by the young mistress and the taxi driver but by the time she turned around to glare disapprovingly at them the taxi was gone with the young mistress with it.

 

She stood in the dark for a moment contemplating how unprofessional the young mistress was by not handing her over to her executioner in person it was a fleeting thought as in the distance she saw a figure stand out in the light from a street lamp.

 

The unmistakable figure, of a man. Kim hesitated for just a moment before she strode towards the light and her executioner who waited with his arms crossed even that slight hesitation made her feel a little guilty but it was soon suppressed by the warm and wet feeling she had between her legs.

 

"Oh, you sick bitch Kim," she said to herself, "you are going to die terribly and your cunt is getting wet for pities sake," then she thought, 'what devious perverted torture do they have in store for me, something sexual I hope, I'm sure I will orgasm in fact I mean to have a last orgasm whatever he does to me.’

 

Kim was now but a few paces from the solidly built man dressed in leathers of an executioner so she smiled broadly and was about to speak when he turned away and walked towards the gates Kim dropped her gaze and followed meekly behind a little miffed and embarrassed by his attitude.

 

Kim entered a walled garden and she looked around there was very little in the walled garden she looked around searching for a clue as what fate awaited her eyes alighted on a single post positioned in the corner. Her mind raced through the possibilities but all she could think of was being whipped to death tied to the post how 'par se' is that she thought, whippings occur on street corners any one day of the week hardly and execution that might upset the 'Execution Day' audience in fact they would most likely want their money back.

 

Kim continued her search of the hidden garden and as her eyes alighted on a large wooden object lying on the ground then the man spoke.

 

"You're late..," he said without any particular menace in his voice, Kim immediately dropped her eyes again and curtsied.

 

"Sorry Master, I was sent to the Execution Square, today is Public Execution Day, 'Gore Day' in fact and considering the gravity of my crime I thought it would be...," Kim babbled nervously as the man interrupted.

 

"Well I've been waiting over an hour so I'm not waiting around for you to die, I've got other appointments, private executions for powerful people I can't keep them waiting, you understand," said James Melville freelance executioner and torturer.

 

"Excuse me sir but how am I going to die?" asked Kim meekly.

 

"You mean they didn't tell you sweetie," said James his softer demeanour confusing Kim for a moment.

 

"No, no..., nothing only that it would be terrible and befitting my crime," stammered Kim.

 

James looked at Kim more intently this time as he looked her up and down, "What a truly beautiful woman you are in all honesty you probably don't deserve this.., come and take a look at your fate," said James turning away and walking down the path and stopping next to a large object laying on the ground Kim did not immediately follow but stood back for a moment observing the object then slowly walked towards it her hands covering her mouth as to stifle a scream as she realised what the large object was.

 

"Oh NO…, I'm to be 'CRUCIFIED...’ that is the worst death the Mistress said it was too cruel for the public to watch, oh dear, the shame of being nailed to a cross like a 'Traitor'," then Kim almost forgot her own fate as she studied the nail holes in the cross.

 

"Why are the nail marks so close together surely you don’t crucify little....," Kim was cut off before she could say the terrible words.

 

"Mostly actually," said James Melville blushing.

 

"That is truly disgusting how on earth could you?" snapped Kim.

 

"Because they are criminals like you and if you think that is disgusting see that spade..," said James pointing behind himself angrily.

 

"Yes.., I do," snapped back Kim somewhat puzzled.

 

"Well get digging," snapped James back.

 

"Digging what?"

 

"Your grave of course," spat out James.

 

Kim slowly walked over to the spade in a daze and picked up then turned back to James and with a breaking voice asked a question that in all her life she had never imagined would happen.

 

Every girl was brought in the knowledge that one day she would surrender her life for the good of others. All girls in their early youth were encouraged to play act their day of processing. It was every woman's right to be processed for her meat when the time came, it was a joy and an honour but not for Kim today.

 

"My meat is not to be harvested then but to be thrown into a hole in the ground to rot?"

 

"By the time you've hung on that cross for a couple of days your meat will be fit for nothing but maggots to eat," chortled James.

 

"I will take two days to die...,"said Kim softly as she pushed the spade into the soft sand and tossed it to one side.

 

"Longer if I don't give you a little treat first," said James smiling, his growing erection did not go unnoticed by Kim.

 

Kim toiled away for a while digging her grave at least it was easy going she thought, she watched his erection subside as she dug. She really didn't want to give James the obvious satisfaction of asking exactly what this treat was and it was also an obvious euphemism for a torture was but she needed to know what torture.

 

Kim stopped digging and looked up at James as she stood in the bottom of her shallow grave with his arms folded across his chest. He was enjoying watching this beautiful woman work even digging her own grave she was epitome of grace and elegance.

 

"So are you going to tell me what this treat may be if you can call it that," chided Kim.

 

"Oh, believe me it's a treat all right if it shortens your time hanging on the cross which it will substantially."

 

"Well I don't know who the treat is for by the size of your erection," probed Kim James just chuckled.

 

"Keep digging beautiful, you'll find out soon enough."

 

Kim laboured on and on, her thoughts engrossed in going through all the permutations of what this ‘treat’ could be, she went over all the executions and tortures she had ever seen inflicted on girls and women. Her mind went back to the first execution she had witnessed as a child and wondered if the 'Golden Pear' would be her treat but realised that would hardly shorten her life.

 

 

PART FOUR

 

"O.K that will do, get out and get undressed," said James roughly, Kim glared at him and offered her hand to him and with one hand he easily lifted her from the grave, "come on strip l have a 'X' Club booking some tasty brunette to be hanged and roasted."

 

"Nice can I come too, I like going out to dinner," quipped Kim.

 

"She does too, she just doesn't realise it yet, she is dinner," chuckled James and Kim had to snigger to.

 

"Be nice surprise for her then, nice way to go being hanged very erotic, time to masturbate while you swing, "said Kim breathlessly making James understand she was serious.

 

"Mmm, I think you would of put on a great show, such a shame you're so beautiful the guests would of really enjoyed you death but it’s not to be, "said James as he watched Kim remove her jacket, "drop it in your grave."

 

Kim removed item by item and James watched her intently, "Wow you look great in stockings and suspenders."

 

"Can I keep them on..., please sir," pleaded Kim.

 

"Sorry sweetheart that's more than my jobs worth to afford a criminal such a privilege even tonight’s roast won’t get that, "said James surprisingly sympathetic.

 

"Of course how silly of me," said Kim unhitching a suspender clip from her stocking top then pulled off both of her expensive hose she had been keeping for a special occasion but not what had eventuated then dropped them on top of her shoes already in her shallow grave then with a deep sigh she unhitched her suspender belt and with great ceremony dropped it also in her grave.

 

James was still watching her intently Kim felt him watching and turned away as she undid her bra and discarded it in the hole immediately covering her breasts from view, Kim heard James snigger.

 

"Will you hurry up and get your knickers off, I think we are past the point of modesty don't you," James jibbed.

 

"Do you mind I have never been naked in front of a man before, have some respect," Kim snapped.

 

"Well that's not exactly true the Councillor saw your bare butt when he entered your anus, now get over here to see your treat."

 

Kim scowled at James but she still wished she was bent over in front of Cr. Pero and his enormous penis deep inside her rectum, still covering herself she walked around the cross to confront her executioner.

 

"O.K. stand against the pole," said James pointing to the pole Kim moved round him to stand with her back to the pole and still glowering at him and covering herself.

 

James picked a roll of chord from the bench and turned to Kim, "Hands behind the pole please," Kim did so and for the first time in her life stood totally naked in front of a man, "Fuck..., pubic hair now that is rarity, mmm, not to my liking I'm afraid hides your pretty meat curtains.

 

Kim stood up straight and looked James in the eye all be it blushing herself at his crudity.

 

"Labia," snapped Kim, "how can you be so crude and disrespectful of the sacred adornments," James raised an eyebrow and nodded, didn't say a word but went behind the pole to tie Kim's hands behind her back.

 

"Now for your little treat," said walking over to pick up his bow and single arrow.

 

"You going to kill me..," snapped Kim again in disbelief.

 

"Kim really, this is your treat," said James holding up the arrow in front of the pouting Kim's face.

 

"Well you see, Cr. Pero wants me to stick this in your tummy, 'leak a bit of acid into her intestines' I think was his exact wording 'to make her suffer, then crucify her', so you see he was a little upset with you," said James with a sickening grin that made Kim shake and she felt a trickle of urine escape and run down her inner thigh.

 

"One sick bastard I had to run into today to sodomize me now another to kill me," spat out Kim in disgust.

 

"Steady girl...," said James placing the arrow in his bow then walking back a few steps to turn to face Kim who watched in morbid fascination as he drew back the bow and aimed at Kim's beautiful body, she looked away as the arrow was released.

 

Kim felt the sting of tip of the arrow as it entered her body then a searing pain exploded in her womb and cervix momentarily confusing Kim as she expect the terrible pain to be in her abdomen.

 

She looked down and with disbelief she saw the arrow sticking out of her lower abdomen, Kim felt almost relieved to see and feel the arrow was not in her stomach she then realised she had the sexual torture she had wished for.

 

“Good shot eh, can you feel it in your vagina," Crowed James.

 

"Fuck its gone right through my womb and out of my cervix I can feel it just lodged in my vaginal wall, oh fuck it’s going to make me orgasm, untie me I have to masturbate," said totally breathless she couldn't believe the excitement building in her body all she had to do was touch herself and she was sure she would have the best orgasm of her life.

 

"Steady on Kimberly I'll give you time enough to get yourself off but listen to what I have to tell you, it will shorten your suffering considerably," said James softly Kim could hardly believe her ears.

 

"Go on, you have my full attention," stuttered Kim still being able to make light of her situation.

 

"That was the perfect shot apart from giving you the chance of one last orgasm it will ease your end," Kim shook her head in response not understanding what seemed convoluted reasoning and James could she her confusion.

 

"Flex your pelvic floor muscles," said James watching Kim's abdomen move a little, moving the arrow shaft protruding from her body, "harder, harder..."

 

"Aaah, aahgh, oh fuck that..., hurts," Kim whimpered, sobbed for a moment and thought then looked up to James, "You mean, by using 'Kegels,' pelvic floor exercises I can kill myself..," she blurted.

 

"Eureka, you don't think I'd let Cr. Pero the satisfaction of you suffering on the cross for a couple of days do you?" chuckled James.

 

Kim was totally set back, "I suppose I should thank you Master James..., thank you for my 'treat'," sobbed Kim as she slid down the pole to her knees, "Please untie me Master, my cunt and anus is aching to be touched, Kim felt the bonds fall free and she collapsed on the ground one finger immediately entered her anus and she thrust two fingers in her vagina and instantly orgasmed sobbing with agony and delight as she did so.

 

James watched the grovelling Kim frantically masturbating for one orgasm after another torturing her injured beautiful body but she was loving it.

 

"That was one hell of a display girl but it's time for your crucifixion," said James offering a hand to pull Kim to her feet, she stood looking at him for a moment. "Please lay down on the cross Kimberly and I'll get the spikes and hammer."

 

Kim walked over to the cross crouched over holding the shaft of the arrow in one hand every step was agony but she forced herself to do it as graceful as she could.

 

Kim looked to see James turn away to pick up the ghastly spikes and took her opportunity and stifling her scream took hold of the arrow shaft drove the arrow further into her body tearing through her vaginal wall into her rectum.

 

Immediately she felt a flush of blood fill her bowels so she twisted and rotated the arrow shaft again ripping her intestines to shreds all without a squeak of pain passing through her clenched teeth.

 

Kim stood trembling on the cross then tentatively lowered her buttocks on to the rough and pitted timber.

 

"Lay back please sweetheart and give me your right hand," said James softly Kim complied but she was consumed by a dreadful panic as she saw the size of the spikes close up.

 

"Oh, dear oh dear they are so big, I don’t know if I can do this I'm so frightened," sobbed Kim as she urinated again soaking the cross where she sat.

 

"Of course your frightened pet every girl I've ever crucified has screamed in terror I know you are a lot older than most of them but you are certainly the bravest, give me your hand sweetheart, I so want you to be consensual to your punishment as cruel as it may be," said James with a soft reassuring voice.

 

Kim relaxed her arm and let James pull her into position, "That's it pet move your butt up a bit and towards me," Kim complied and shifted her body and as she did so she again wrenched on the arrow shaft she was almost relieved to feel her intestines rupture but she was soon distracted from that as she felt the spike pressed into her wrist.

 

Nothing could of prepared Kim for the incredible pain of have a large spike hammered through her delicate wrist the pain seared through her body making her let out a guttural cry from deep within her soul. The hopelessness and the cruelty of her torture came crushing down on her as she thought of the suffering that lay ahead of her. She thought of the countless number of girls and women that must have suffered as she will and the many thousands that will follow her to this terrible and cruel fate.

 

Kim opened her eyes and looked across to the hideous sight of her wrist nailed to the cross she took a little comfort to see the amount of blood flowing from the ghastly injury.

 

"More blood you see," said James, Kim looked up at him all she could do was nod her head that she understood but it didn’t stop the explanation, "You see on girls I only use nails, these spikes cut through the artery in your wrist and you lose more blood, it all helps."

 

"Thank you master," Kim croaked through her pain, then even through terrible suffering she couldn't help her dark sense of humour, "you have been very kind to me."

 

The subtlety was lost on James, "let's get on, the other hand please," Kim surrendered her hand and James bodily stretched Kim's arm dragging her body towards him she let out a shrill scream as her right wrist pulled against the spike and while she was still screaming James hammered the other spike through her left wrist. Strangely it wasn't the shock of the first spike and Kim fell back against the rough timber now totally resigned to her fate.

 

"I was so wrong to refuse him, why did I do it, why," sobbed Kim though her pain.

 

"So you think you deserve this horrendous death and torture," said James putting down the hammer and spikes by Kim's feet and then grasping her right leg.

 

James put his whole weight in stretching out Kim's beautiful body straining against the two spikes piercing her slim wrists, he pulled her body down the cross she wailed in agony but quickly took a deep breath and replied.

 

"Of course I do, no punishment is too cruel for the terrible crime I have committed..," Kim took another deep tortuous breath and shouted with resolve, "No woman or girl should ever refuse a man.., Never, let any woman suffer this fate for the vilest of crimes, fr..., fr..., frigidity." Kim sobbed deeply but the sobs turned to screams as the spike was hammered through her elegant foot.

 

"Well I couldn't agree more," said James waiting for Kim to compose herself as well as she could with the terrible agony she was in, "That is why so many young women are crucified to send the message out to one and all, 'Frigidity' is just totally unacceptable morally and legally.

 

The garden fell silent for a while as both criminal and executioner pondered.

 

"Master James can I ask you a favour?" said Kim quite clearly considering the immense pain she was in.

 

"A favour are you kidding me, "James scoffed, "what now."

 

"Just listen to me," said Kim resolutely and looking intently up at her executioner.

 

"Go on no promises, mind you," said James impatiently.

 

"Will you push for crimes like mine that are punished with crucifixion be performed in a public place, so women and girls really get the message 'Sexual Dissent' is a terrible, terrible crime and must not be tolerated," said Kim calmly and clearly then she stretched out her other leg and placed her foot next to her spiked right foot.

 

For the first time Kim thought she had penetrated the thick armour of the executioner James Melville as she saw him swallow as he knelt down next to Kim's left foot and picked up the hammer and spike, Kim responded by stretching out her leg as far as she could, James swallowed again.

 

"Yes, you are so right on so many points, for far too long the Government has been going soft on 'Sexual Dissenters' it is time we took off the gloves," said James as he hammered the last spike through the other elegant ankle of the lovely Kimberly, this time hardly a noise passed her lips, she was now crucified and deservedly so.

 

James kneeled at Kim's head and spoke softly, "Kimberly Smith I promise you this day I will pursue with all my abilities to lobby the government for public crucifixion of those who commit the crime of 'Sexual Dissent'."

 

Kimberly just managed a small smile as she felt herself being lifted up and as the cross dropped into the socket with a jolt her whole weight was taken upon the ghastly spikes driven through her once perfect wrists and ankles, she wailed in agony and despair for many minutes.

 

The burning pain coursed through her quivering body she could not stop shaking her beautiful breasts shook and wobbled alluringly but unknown to Kim there was no one to admire her bouncing breasts James Melville had gone the moment the cross stood vertical he strode off never looking back and only glancing at his watch as he hurried off to the next execution the hanging of a handsome brunette for a spit roasting.

 

It was maybe half an hour or even longer before Kimberly finally opened her eyes to find she was alone and in the dark.

 

"Now you bitch, suffer," Kim screamed at the top of her voice, she fell quiet and listened, nothing..., but the chirp of a cicada that was totally oblivious of Kim's plight.

 

The passage of time is totally distorted if you are in pain but Kim was in agony, her whole body burned now not just the terrible wounds in her wrists, ankles and intestines but now all her muscles in her arms and legs screamed in agony.

 

One second seemed a minute and one minute an hour she had no idea how long it had been since the searing agony of her cross being raised to vertical but she knew that she may live for three days, an eternity to endure but endure she must.

 

Time did pass hour after hour her pain was all as one now and pushed to the back of her consciousness as Kim sobbed as she was overwhelmed with shame the shame of her body not being used for the sustenance of others.

 

Her mind drifted back to the time when she sat round a table with her three sisters and mother and in the middle of the table sat a dish of roast girl meat, how her mouth watered at the delightful fragrance.

 

She remembers her mother asking her to say the 'Sows Prayer' and now Kim said it out loud to nobody but herself and the distant cicada.

 

“We thank this Sow for her sacrifice.

Let us dine upon her meat with joy.

For one day we will be called

To spill our intestines on the floor

and while alive be chopped to pieces 

and our virgin vulva fillet eaten.”

 

She remembers looking up to see her mother wiping a tear from her eye and a large red envelopes next to her.

 

Then her sisters chided their mother to open the envelope which she already had and placed the certificates on the table but unfolded a letter also contained within the red envelope and smiled to her daughters.

 

In Kim's delirium the event seemed as if she was back there then feeling the excitement of her mother and her siblings as her mother with a quaking voice read out the letter.

 

"Dear Ms Smith,

It is with great honour I write to you to congratulate yourself and your daughters Amy, Emily and Emma for all volunteering for early processing as a family....

 

Kim's mind drifted on in her delirium and relived the whole episode of becoming an orphan and alone in the world.

 

Kim had ultimately failed  as a women, one, she had not surrendered her body for the pleasure of a man but what was far, far worse was that she had failed to be a 'Sow' and surrender her body for processing, the greatest shame that could befall any woman.

 

Kim took a deep a breath as she could manage as she pushed her legs down upon the spikes through her ankles and screamed with all strength, “forgive me I faileddd you allll...," she sobbed and with each sob she felt a searing pain in her womb.

 

Kim looked down at the arrow protruding from her lower abdomen she could not see where it entered her body now she did not have the strength to raise her body enough to see the penetrating wound but she could clearly see the shaft and feathers.

 

Kim flexed her pelvic floor muscles and saw the arrow shaft move the pain seemed almost inconsequential to the feeling of a trickle of blood that ran from her vagina and down her shapely inner thighs. She strained again and sent a squirt of blood noisily from her anus she then knew she was bleeding substantially internally.

 

The only strength she had was to flex her pelvic floor muscles and with each time she increased her internal lacerations to the point she now bled continually.

Kim relaxed not physically that was impossible but in her mind she was no longer in torment she had cheated the monster Pero from his sickly revenge.

 

She would not linger in agony for three days but only three hours although upon the cross though it seemed like 72 hours of agony.

 

 

END