My attention was next turned to the naval lieutenant. Without doubt she was the best looking female of the bunch, at least to me, and the naval officers uniform that she wore was a real turn on. My first treatment for her was going to be real fun. As you know there have been rumours and innuendoes about sailors for hundred of years since about their sexual preferences and what used to go on below decks on those long months at sea. Well I was going to give this female sailor a bit of tradition.

I placed a bar across the uprights like before; only this one was a little lower across her hips. When I flicked the switch on the frame, the top half of the uprights started to bend downwards, taking the girl's wrists with them. The mechanism didn't stop until her wrists were touching her ankles and she was bent over double across the cross bar. Her lovely long legs were now stretched from the bottom of the wide frame to where her shapely arse hung over the supporting bar. I stood behind her and started to let my hands roam over the top of her skirt-covered buttocks, squeezing and kneading the cute flesh beneath. Then I let my hands roam down the backs of her two nylon-covered legs, stroking the soft silky covered limbs, before starting to rub my fingers up the inside of her legs on the way up.

When I reached the hem of her skirt, I slid both hands up underneath the material, across her stocking tops and up along her bare inner thighs until my fingers came in contact with her naked shaved pussy lips. The girl had been complaining and telling me to stop up until that point, however her complaints turned to painful moans as I grabbed hold of her pussy lips and started to give them a squeeze. Withdrawing my hands from under her skirt, I stood up behind her and took hold of the hem of her skirt. Slowly I drew the material up over her thighs and naked buttocks until I had got it bunched up around her waist.

She really did have a beautiful rear end on her, this girl, her buttocks were really shapely, but very firm and smooth. Under the bottom of her cheeks, her shaved pussy was gapping open between the inverted vee of her legs, pointing backwards in my direction. I couldn't resist having another feel and sliding a couple of fingers deep inside her cunt. She was moist inside although not very tight, mind you I doubt if any of the girls would be that tight after riding the huge dildos for so long on the way up to the farm.

Finally I dropped my trousers and stood close up behind her. She only moaned when I shoved my erect cock up her cunt, ramming it in as far as I could and started to pump into her. I only fucked her cunt for a couple of minutes, getting my cock nice and slippery from her juices while reaching round to play and squeeze her clitoris. Then I pulled my cock out of her pussy and positioned it behind the cheeks of her arse.

Using my thumbs to spread her arse cheeks apart, I pushed my swollen cock against the tight little opening of her anus. She immediately realised what I was going to do to her and started to scream out for me to stop. Her begging turned to moans of pain as I roughly forced the head of my slippery cock against her sphincter muscles and pushed. She was desperately trying to clench her cheeks and muscles together to prevent entry by my huge cock. However it was me that won the battle and she screamed out in agonising pain as my cock broke through the portal and plunged deep inside her bowels.

Oh! It was really tight inside my female sailors arse, I savoured the feeling of the tight clamping of her rear passage around my cock, the shaking as she sobbed and screamed at the pain, was transferred through her body into my impaling cock, adding even more delightful sensations. I remained buried as deeply as I could for at least two minutes, forcing my hips as far forward as possiable, until her rear passage started to get used to the size of the embedded cock and release some of its grip. Then I took hold of her around the hips and started to pump myself in and out with long hard strokes, fucking her arse with gusto and a mission.

My pumping cock started to increase in pace as my own excitement started to build up. As I felt the first twinges of an orgasm building up, I really started to hammer into her anus as fast as I could, totally ignoring her own pain in search of my moment of paradise. As my semen started to race out of my balls and into my cock, I slammed myself forwards and held onto her hips tightly while my juices flooded her bowels with seed.

Having shot my load into her butt, I pulled my cock out and pulled up my trousers again. I left her where she was and went over to the cupboard to retrieve two long cylindrical objects that looked like miniature torpedoes, small models of the ones the navy use. I slid one of the torpedo like objects a good eight inches up inside the girl's arse and one in her cunt. I used a small harness that was with the torpedoes to secure them in place.

Then I pressed a button on the frame she was bound to, which raised her arms and body again until they were parallel to the ground. She was still bent over, but now I could look her in the face. I then pressed a small remote control device, the size of a box of matches, and the girl suddenly let out a horrendous scream as her body went absolutly rigid in pain. She was like that for about five seconds and then suddenly collapsed again. Fifteen seconds later she again went rigid and let out another horrifying scream.

The torpedoes that I had shoved into her, were created to deliver a harmless but very painful electric shock directly into the surrounding flesh, once I had activated them they would deliver shocks at random intervals. Both were independent of each other so she would never know which would activate next. She may even get a double shock if she was unlucky enough.

It was time to set up the next girl in line for my special treatment, the lovely air stewardess. Now for a girl who wants to fly, I had a very strange and special treatment set up. With a flick of a switch the two upright poles that her wrists and ankles were bound to were pulled further apart by the ropes and pulleys. I removed the upper and lower bars from the frame as soon as she was stretched taut and spread-eagled wide. Then I slowly began to undress her.

Using a sharp pair of scissors, I removed her uniform jacket and skirt to leave her bound in just her stockings, suspender belt and uniform shirt. She looked a real tasty sight with her legs spread wide and the bottom of her shirt gapping open to reveal her neatly trimmed short blond pubes. I would love to have taken a photo of her like this, however that's one risk that I did dare not take in case it fell into the wrong hands at some point. Still how she looked now would be engraved in my mind for all time.

Next I cut away her shirt to reveal her lacy white bra, her luscious big boobs were trying to burst out of the top of the flimsy garment, and of course I assisted by cutting the thin band of material lying across her cleavage. Her large breasts swung outwards and downwards under their own weight and bounced up and down on her chest like a couple of big quivering jellies. Slicing through the bra's shoulder straps, I let the garment fall to the floor.

I then slipped her shoes off of her feet and used the scissors to make a hole in the foot of one of her stockings. Then with one of the blades sliding up her leg, between the nylon and her skin, I sliced the stocking completely open and peeled it away from her body. The second stocking came next, followed by her suspender belt, which I sliced open at the front in the middle, passing one of the scissor blades up though her pubic hair and tickling her lower belly deliberately in the process. The lovely girl was now completely naked and spread for me to feast my eyes on.

I inspected her lovely form from every possiable angle and then let my hands rove all over her lovely charms, including her breasts, buttocks and of course between her legs, probing and slipping my fingers inside her pussy at will. Then with another flick of a switch, the ropes around the uprights started to move once again. Her ankles started to rise off the ground backwards, until she was parallel to the ground and facing downwards. Then the poles pulled outwards even further so that she was suspended in the air like a flying bird.

She was lowed in this position until she was about three feet off of the floor. By pushing her, I was able to swing her backwards and forwards like a pendulum. Standing between her spread legs, I dropped my pants and took out my cock, which was already showing an eagerness to participate in a bit more action of its own. Grabbing hold of the stewardess around her hips, I positioned the swollen head of my cock against her cunt hole and by pulling her towards me, I sank my cock deep up to the hilt in her pussy.

Using the apparatus like a swing, I fucked her cunt good and hard, pushing her away from me, and letting her own weight draw her cunt deep onto my engorged cock. I fucked her like this hard, until my cock started to twitch and spurt cum deep up into her defenceless body.

After I pulled out of her and did up my pants, I went over to the corner where an electric stew maker was keeping a pan of thick black liquid hot. I crossed back over to the girl with the pan and started to smear her back and buttocks with the hot tar using a spatula. The tar was not actually scolding hot, but it was more than hot enough to be extremely painful for the girl, who broke out screaming as it was applied. As soon as her whole back area was covered with the gooey stuff, I retrieved a sack of feathers from the cupboard and tipped them all over her so that they stuck to the tar.

She was now beginning to look like a real bird, but I hadn't finished with her just yet. From the cupboard I collected a couple more items. The first was a feather duster, the handle of which had been broken off at about six inches long and bound with tape until it was about an inch thick. I rammed the handle of duster deep into the girl's anus, so that only the feather end stuck out of her butt like a tail.

The second object was a child's toy rugby football, A lot smaller than the real thing, measuring about five inched long and about four inched in diameter, and of course the shape was egg shaped. I stood between the girl's wide spread legs and smeared my right hand with petroleum jelly. Then I started to force my fingers into her fucked pussy, first a couple, then three, and then four. I pumped my fingers into her cunt stretching her cunt lips and opening wider and wider. Then I forced my whole fist into her cunt and really started to fist fuck her as she screamed out at the pain. I wasn't to gentle with her as I continued to stretch her opening as wide as I could. I then picked up the toy ball and started to screw it into her cunt using both hands. It took a while to force the imitation egg right into her pussy, although it was helped slightly by not having the air inside fully pumped up so that it could be squashed a bit. However by the time that I got it all the way in, and her pussy lips started to close back over it, her belly was starting to look as if she was pregnant.

Before moving over to the next girl on my list, I flicked the switch again so that the stewardess was lifted high in the air near the roof of the barn, she was now a real flying bird.

The lovely long arm of the law was my next choice for some fun. As a treat, at least for me, this member of the Law and Order brigade was about to receive some good old-fashioned corporal punishment of her own. The girl was small with nearly black hair tied up in a ponytail behind her neck; she looked almost Mexican or Italian with her dark olive skin.

I removed her skirt with the scissors and then removed her shoes, tights and panties to leave her naked from the waist down, the thick triangle of curly black pubic hair could be clearly seen nestling at the junction of the top of her legs. Then I placed a cross bar across the uprights level with her hips. The switch started the mechanism that brought her arms down to near her feet, leaving her well and truly bent forwards over the bar with her arse in the air and her legs spread.

From the cupboard I collected the implements of my own brand of justice, these included a good old-fashioned school headmasters cane, a vicious looking cat of nine tails and an eight-foot long leather whip with a braided handle. As I stood in front of her with the instruments of her torture in clear view, she started to whimper and beg for mercy. I selected the old school cane as my first tool of choice, swishing it through the air in front of her to test the way it bent and straightened as it moved. Then I walked behind her to where her shapely naked spread buttock cheeks stood out ready for my attention.

I stood behind her and swished the cane up and down a few more times behind her butt, watching in fascination as her buttock cheeks seemed to clench and relax each time that the cane made a whooshing sound through the air behind her. Then I brought the cane down sharply across the fleshy cheeks of her buttocks and her pleading and moans turned to a sudden scream of agony.

The cane swished backwards and forwards across her buttocks and the backs of her legs, seeking a fresh piece of flesh to heat up and sting with each powerful stroke. Her screams seemed to melt into one continuous wail of pain as the cane bit into her body. Her olive coloured skin started to be decorated with long lines of dark red, creating a pattern of punishment as proof of my endeavours. Before stopping and selecting another of the punishment items to use on her, I brought the end of the cane up sharply between her legs, so that her pussy was able to feel the force of the cane's kiss for itself. Her screams got even more agonised as the thin slither of wood struck home on her pussy lips and clitoris a few times before I let the cane drop to the floor.

I pressed the switch that once again lifted the woman cops arms up above her head and removed the crossbar from in front of her hips. Then I used the scissors to remove the rest of her uniform, her jacket tunic, her shirt and her black sports bra, so that she was now hanging completely naked and displayed before me. I bent down and picked up the cat of nine tails and swished it through the air to create a really satisfactory sound, as the multi leather thongs pushed the air to one side. Without warning I laid the tails across the girls chest, its nine tails covering both the breasts at the same time creating a multitude of points of pain on her lovely tits.

Swish, Swish, swish, again and again the tails covered her breasts with their multiple kisses as the girl screamed. The blows were not hard enough to really mark her flesh, however the pain was excruciating on her tender bosoms, especially when one of the tails came to rest across one of her very tender nipples. After about a dozen strokes I stopped and walked around her to the back, the cat now started to lay its kisses on to the smooth skin of her back. With far greater force than before, I laid into her flesh raising a multitude of welts across her back and sides. Every so often I couldn't resist the temptation to drop the cat's tails down to take another bite at her already streaked arse cheeks.

I laid into her back for a good ten minutes with the cat before I once again walked around to her front. Again I laid a dozen or so strokes across her tender breasts, this time however using the cats full strength to inflict agonising pain. Then I dropped the cat down between her legs and with a few powerful upward strokes of its tails, inflicted some pure agony to her spread pussy and inner thighs. The cop's eyes were streaming with tears as she screamed her agony out aloud for us all to hear.

Finally I was satisfied that she had tasted enough of the cat's pleasures and placed it back on the floor, only to stand up again with the eight foot whip in my hands. Her tear stained eyes opened wide at the sight of her really vicious looking weapon. I cracked it in the air in front of her before going round the back to make a start.

Again and again I laid the whips vicious business end to her skin, concentrating on her back and buttocks, but occasionally wrapping the long tail around her body so that its tip would kiss her belly or breasts, or even bringing it up between her legs to warm up her pussy once again. The long whip left deep ugly welts all over her body as a testimony to its painful efficiency. The girl didn't last too long before she collapsed in her bonds, so I dropped the whip and made preparations for the final girls treatment.

The Army Recruitment Sergeant posed me with a bit of a problem in coming up with a suitable treatment, unlike the other girls, I could not come up with a suitable idea to match her chosen profession. So I used the scissors to strip her uniform off her and then removed her tights and undergarments. I was surprised that she was actually wearing army issued olive drab undergarments, totally sexless for such an attractive young lady.

At last I had her stripped completely naked in front of me. I walked around her nude spread-eagled body stroking and probing every little nook and cranny of her creamy skin with my fingers, squeezing and fondling her athletic young form. Then I reached into my pocket and took out the electric shock device that I had used earlier. I turned the selector switch to its lowers setting and reached between her legs with the device. When I triggered the device between her legs the powerful electric shock jumped from the devices prongs into her lovely cunt lips. She let out a beautiful scream as her body went rigid with pain. When I released the trigger switch, her body suddenly relaxed, maybe a bit too much as a stream of piss suddenly shot onto the floor from between her legs.

Once the stream of yellow liquid had stopped, I started to apply the device to all parts of her body, paying particular attention to her breasts and nipples. I revelled in the way her body would jerk absolutly rigid each time that the switched on device touched her naked skin, every tendon and muscle would suddenly go taut as the electric current took over their control. When I held it in place for any length of time, her whole body would shake violently until I released the trigger button.

Finally tiring of the game, I placed the shock device back in my pocket and stood in front of her. Reaching out I cupped her marvellous large breasts in my hands and weighed them. They were a lovely pair of tits, large like melons and yet both firm and supple. Letting go, I pulled back with my right hand and suddenly shot out to slap her left breast as hard as I could. The whole mound shook and vibrated as she let out a really loud scream of pain. I then slapped her breasts hard, one after the other, using both hands, hitting either the side or the under part of the tit as my targets, to make them bounce all over her chest as she screamed out in agony. The palms of my hands started to sting at the punishment that I was dishing out, but still I continued to slap her breasts.

At last I stopped slapping her and let her bruised tits hang down. I had one more thing to do to the nurse to finalise her medical treatment before I finished with the girls for the night. From the cupboard I collected a large butt plug that had a hole through the middle and a nozzle to attach a pipe, there was also a on and off tap on the nozzle and a large metal ring on the end.

I covered the butt plug with petroleum jelly and twisted it up into the nurse's anus until it was well and truly wedged in place. Then I filled a bucket with really hot soapy water and carried it over to her, along with a stirrup pump. I placed the hose of the pump over the nozzle in the girl's butt plug and turned the tap into the on position before placing the pump into the bucket. With long slow strokes of the pumps handle, I started to draw the hot water up and pump in into the girls arse. I carried on until her stomach started to distend, and then closed the tap so that the soapy water was trapped inside the girl's rectum. I then unhooked the pipe and put away the bucket and pump.

It was about four in the morning by this time so I decided to go over to the farmhouse to get a bit of sleep, leaving the girls on the frames until I came back. However I pulled the two torpedoes out of the Navy Lieutenant's pussy and arse before I left by the side door. I switched off all the lights as I left, leaving the five girl's enveloped in total darkness.


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It was nearly ten the next morning when I woke up and had a quick breakfast. An hour later I was once again entering the barn by the side door and locking it behind me, switching on all the main lights as I entered. I now had to complete the next stage, which included getting rid of the five kidnapped females and getting rid of the evidence. I intended to do it slowly, one girl at a time so that they could see the others die and know what their own fate was going to be, something that I was going to really enjoy watching myself.

I lowered five ropes from the roof attached to electric winches, on the end of each rope, which came down next to one of the frames where the females were, was an already prepared noose. I then went around all the frames and using the switches to raise or lower them so that all the girls were again in the upright position. Then I stripped off what was left of the nurses uniform and the Naval Lieutenants uniform so that all the girls were completely naked except for the air stewardess's feathers.

Then I went round and placed a noose on each of the girl's necks, raising each rope up a little to put a strain on the rope while I cut their ankles free from the frames. The girls had to immediately stand up straight to avoid choking in the noose. Before releasing the nurses ankles, I attached a long rope to the ring on her butt plug. I then released each of the girl's wrists in turn from the frames and tied them together behind their backs, lashing their forearms together so that their arms were kept in the small of their backs. When the girls were all balanced and struggling to keep themselves upright, I wheeled the frames away to the side of the barn so that just the girls stood in the middle of the building. I then pulled up a comfortable chair and sat down where I could watch all five of the girls in comfort with the winch controls.

It was time for them to die, and the terrified look on their faces told me that they also knew it. I had decided to do the cop and the sailor first, seeing that their professions had employed the use of hanging in the past, either from gallows or yardarms. I pressed a winch button, and the rope around the police officers neck started to tighten even more and slowly lift her into the air.

At first the girl hung absolutly rigid as she was hauled up, she was obviously trying to stop the rope from jerking and tightening even more around her throat. However as the rope bit into her windpipe she started to struggle for air and her whole body began to jerk on the end of the rope. She was turning on the end of the rope and kicking out with her legs at all angles. Her struggling body was really erotic as her naked breasts bounced up and down on her chest while she struggled for air. Her legs were spreading wide as she kicked out, showing me her pussy in all its glory while she performed the dance of death on the end of the rope.

After about five minutes her kicking ceased and her body started to violently jerk from spasms on the end of the rope as she started to lose consciousness and control of her bodies nervous system. Then her bladder released itself and she let out a stream of piss from between her legs onto the floor of the barn. While she hung the other females watched her dying with horrified looks on their faces, some of them were weeping with tears in their eyes, others were silently praying as they watched, knowing that they themselves were about to hang alongside her.

Finally the police girl's body stopped its uncontrollable spasms, and she just hung there slowly turning on the end of the rope. Her bodies nervous system forced the occasional twitch which shook both her body and the rope occasionally, but she was a police officer no more, she was now just a lump of hanging pink meat decorating the barn roof. That's when I pressed the button on the Naval Lieutenants winch.

Once again the hum of the electric motors could be heard, as the rope around the sailor's neck tightened and she was hauled into the air. I got a raging hard on as I watched her raise. This girl was my absolute favourite I think, she was really beautiful and her body enhanced this beauty as it immediately started to dance on the end of the rope. I took out my swollen cock and masturbated as she struggled with her dance of death, imagining having my cock buried up inside her cunt while she struggled for life. While her legs were kicking wildly her bladder opened and she was splashing a spray of urine all over the room. Her whole body started to jerk backwards and forwards in violent spasms an she struggled for air for her bursting lungs, her breasts heaved as the lungs underneath fought to suck in the deigned life giving air. Then as I orgasmed and shot my load of cum onto the floor, the girl's body hung still on the end of the rope, just the odd twitch from her nervous system to disturb the ropes gentle pendulum swing.

I pressed another button and our feathered friend started to rise into the air on her final flight. Like the sailor, the air stewardess immediately started to violently kick out as her feet left the ground. As she struggled, I nearly burst out laughing as the miniature white rugby ball started to make an appearance from the lips of her cunt. All of a sudden it shot out like the cork from a champagne bottle and bounced on the floor, now that was what I call a nice touchdown. She continued to struggle and swing on the rope for a few more minutes, before she too became still and her body giving just the occasional twitch as her life force ebbed away.

The army sergeant was the next to feel the ropes bite on her neck. Like the cop she tried to stop the strain on her windpipe by remaining motionless on the rope, but she soon started to kick out wildly as her lungs fought for life giving oxygen. This was one battle this soldier could not win. She too lost control of her bladder as she kicked violently out to send urine splashing down on to the ground from between her kicking legs. She lasted a lot longer than the others; her struggles went on for nearly ten minutes before she finally hung limply on the end of the rope, to twitch her life away.

Before pressing the button to raise the terrified nurse into the air, I got up and crossed over to her. Taking the end of the rope attached to the ring in her butt plug, I tied it to a ring in the barns floor, leaving a bit of slack in the rope. Then I went back and sat down in the chair and pushed the button. The angel of mercy started to slowly rise into the air, she didn't struggle that much until she reached the height of about three feet. That's when the rope on her butt plug went taut. She was being stretched between her neck and her stuffed arse, forcing the noose to tighten around her neck even more. Then the plug shot out with a plop, and a jet of vile smelling brown liquid shot out of her arse under pressure, as her bowels ejected the mixture of soapy water and her bodily waste onto the floor.

This final act of degradation started her off with her rope dance and she started to bounce around on the rope, kicking out wildly as the last of her bowel movement trickled down the inside of her leg, this was soon joined by her urine, as her bladder also gave up its fight for control. She didn't last much longer after this, and her body soon became still as it swung on the end of the rope, to twitch as her brain finally ceased to receive the oxygen that it required to function.

I left the girls hanging there, in the dark soundproof barn while I went back over to the farmhouse to catch up with my sleep and cook a decent meal. Later I took them down and used the industrial incinerator that I had installed as part of the heating system to burn the bodies and all their clothes. The filter system of the unit would disguise any smell from the burning process, and any remains left in the furnace afterwards would by crushed up into just a powdered dust and spread to the desert winds, so that no trace of their existence would remain.

The lorries interior was stripped back down to its original form by the end of the long weekend, as were some of the barns special features such as the frames and the various winch systems. I left the barns soundproofing in place and later turned it into a sound recording studio. This actually turned out to be a lucrative business, hiring it out to local companies and groups to produce records. I eventually moved into the farmhouse as my home. And of course I was never caught after my special holiday weekend's events. I did say that it was going to be a one and only time, never to be repeated.

However lately I have been having visions of a crucified Nun, a hanging Judge, a tickled French Maid, a waitress being served up on a table and even a meter maid impaled on a parking meter. So who knows? One of these days I may close the recording studio for a bit of special renovation and upgrades.



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