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Impaling

    I’ve been riding ambulances a long time but this beat at all. It started out as a simple MVA but when we got there the look on the cop’s face let us know something was not good. It was an old pickup that had wrecked. It was head on into an largish hard maple. With both door open I could see that we had what looked like two vics. I thought it was odd that the trooped wasn’t administering first aid since all of them carried good kits and had first responder training. I grabbed the jump kit and bailed out. It was not a pretty sight. The occupants were a teen aged couple. Both dead. He looked like his neck was broken from hitting the back of his head on the steering wheel. She was the long floor shift stuck god knows how far into her pussy. I work in a remote area so we often assist the coroner and pronounce death and do basic stuff to help the cops. Anyway I called them both as dead and we started removing the bodies. From the fact that neither one had their underwear on and the boy had his dick out and the girl’s shirt was opened . We figured they were fooling around while driving. OK its stupid as hell to try to get your rocks  off and drive a back country road at the same time but we see it happen a couple of times a year. It looked like the guy was trying to kiss her tits when he lost it and hit the tree. The impact snapped the back of his head into the steering wheel and broke his neck. Somehow she ended up impaled on the floor shift lever. She also had some head injuries from hitting the dashboard. Where it got weird was when we pulled her off the shift the knob on top had been replaced by a metal dildo and there was vaseline on it. It had penetrated almost eighteen inches into her and she had died from internal injuries due to the impaling. What happened?  Well the official story was it was just an accident and they were killed because they didn’t use their seat belts. Myself, I’m convinced she was humping herself on the shift, jerking him off while he was kissing her nipples. We found semen on his clothes. I figure they came and went at the same time. 

   Good, you’re awake. Well we had a good time, didn’t we? At least I did. You’ll be happy to know that I’ve decided I’m done with you. All that’s left is to see if you live or die, to see just what you’re made of so to speak. Let me explain. You are still tied quite firmly to the table and about all you can move is your head, fingers, and toes but you already know that. You can also feel something stuck in your ass, feels like a fat dildo in fact. What you don’t know is this. That dildo you feel  is on the end of a long cylinder. You’ve seen ones that they use on jacks and the like right? Its got a stroke long enough to push the dildo out of your mouth if it were do run all the way out. Now there’s two pumps that can force the oil into the cylinder. One will move it quite slowly, about an inch every hour. The other one is bigger and will extend the shaft in a minute or two. As you might expect I’m going to start the smaller one when I leave. There’s a button next to your right hand that will start the big one. Its your suicide button, one push and you’ll be dead within minutes. Sure it’ll hurt like hell but still its better than suffering for hours while the small pump does the same thing. Now you’re wondering why I bothered with the small pump. Its simple really. You see there is a timer that will shut the pump down at some point and retract the shaft. You have two questions to think about. The first is just haw far I want the dildo to stick into you before it stops. Do I want you dead. Do I want you seriously injured. Or do I just want to scare the hell out of you and cause you some more discomfort. Then the second question is how much pain and damage you are willing to take for a chance to live. You can take a half an hour without any damage except maybe to your asshole. An hour and you will need surgery to repair the damage. Beyond that and you may not survive. But you know its the damnest thing. I forgot to set up a clock where you can see it. Oh well you’ll just have to guess. Anyway when you give up just push the button and it’ll all be over a lot sooner. Now smile for the cameras because I’ve got to go. You should feel some movement soon. I’ll stop by later to see how you made out. Have fun

    You know people always ask me why I left a very nice career as a marine researcher to do this. I’ve never told anybody but I guess you should know. I’m sure you have heard that on my last expedition my graduate assistant was lost as sea.  And as most people have speculated that’s the reason I quit. Quite right but as they say the devils in the details. Sharon was a lovely girl and as bright as she was good looking. We made a very good team. As close as a man and wife but no we never had sex. I wish now we had, gods knows we both thought about it. Hell we even talked about it. It just didn’t seem worth the risk. We were just too good a team to risk mucking it up. Anyway we were studying swordfish and for the first time we were observing their mating habits. Now most people either guess that that big sword is a weapon or they have heard stories about its use. It is a formable weapon but human attacks had never been reported so we assumed we were safe as we dove among them as they bred. Well we, I was wrong and it cost Sharon her life. She was filming the close-ups of the mating ritual when this huge sword showed up. Within a minute it had run all the smaller males off and was getting ready so service the closest female. Sharon moved in to film the behavior when it happened. He must have thought she was another male moving in on his territory and reacted as if she was. He made a slashing attack at her and his first swipe caught her right across her breasts. The wet suit opened like tissue paper and it looked like both breasts were sliced open as well. Then he circled around her and attacked from behind. He   he  stabbed her in the crotch and his bill went all the way into her body. I mean she had three feet of swordfish bill stuck inside of her from the bottom up. Then that big bastard shook her like a dog with a rat. She must have been destroyed inside. There was blood everywhere. This dark cloud spreading through the clear water. It was awful. Finally he shook her body off his bill and went back to the female. She just sank into the depths. There was nothing I could do, it all happened so fast and I was just far enough away that I couldn’t get to her. She just sank out of sight with the blood cloud following. I hope, I pray she was killed by the first hit but I never looked at my film of it all. I couldn’t stand to see it again. I’ve seen it too many times in my dreams. The film is over there, I want you to have it. Study it if you can and see if you can find some knowledge that might her death worth something. Just please don’t let anybody else see her die. 

    They had bound the poor girl to an X frame. I had not been there for her gang rape or the torture that went with it. As luck would have it I had drawn guard duty and when I got off I was too tired to bother with sloppy twenty seconds. In the morning the sarge had my go over and kill her if she hadn’t already died. She was in tough shape but she was still alive and moaning. My spear was nice and sharp. It slid in easily into the gaping wound that was her overused cunt. One firm push sent it up into her body. I forced it in deep enough to have it enter her neck after it sliced its way through her guts, heart, and lungs. She gave a kind of odd sounding gurgle, shook a it and went limp. Of course it took me a while to get my spear cleaned up enough to make the sarge happy but I figured at least I had ended her suffering. 

    It had been less than Julie had expected. Africa was a place where she had expected to see the real wilds and so far it had not been much different that a drive through one of those wild animal ranches back home. All they had done was to drive around in this silly little bus and look at the wildlife from a nice safe distance and that it was back to the hotel for meals or bed. Boring. Julie was a city girl but she thought she  knew about and understood animals. They were wild sure but they were no danger if you didn’t threaten them and she figured the reason the guides kept their distance was laziness, if they kept away the animals wouldn’t move and so they were easy to find the next day. She really wanted to get closer to the elephants. They were so big and they looked nice. She wondered what it would feel like to pet one.  She decided she just had to get closer to one. She got her chance two days later. She was in the pool at the hotel when somebody noticed the small group of elephants coming fairly close by. She had gotten out of the pool, put on her water shoes and had left the fenced area before anybody noticed. In her eagerness to get close she had broken every rule. She was coming up on them from behind and downwind. They did not know she was there until a baby turned and was surprised by her. Scared babies of all types react that same way, they scream for mamma. Before Julie could realize that she was in mortal peril it was too late. The closest animal to her turned and charged. By the time she started to turn to run it was all over except for the screaming. A lightning fast trunk wrapped around her waist and she was lifted screaming into the air. Her scream was cut short as her body was slammed down onto the point of a tusk. As it happened it hit her on the inside of her thigh and slid upward into her crotch. Her bikini bottom offered no protection at all. She was impaled with the tusk over a foot inside her body. With the breath driven from her body she could not even scream as the  trunk started pulling her apart. Her arms were pulled out by the roots and the one leg was grabbed and pulled up and out until her body split un the middle. By the time the enraged elephant was finished dealing with the threat to her baby Julie was in several small pieces that were fairly well mixed into the torn up ground. She had gotten her wish to get closer to the wildlife.