Hi there, first time poster, long time lurker here, KirstenA!
Once upon a time, many years ago, before this platform got it's current form, I landed here in search of some hardcore bdsm sexual rape and torture stories. Inspired by the like of Shabadew2002 and Cortez on bdsmlibrary, I fell in love with the stories of Osouk here. I just loved the writer's detailed sexual horrors and rapes a woman could endure under torture - sometimes being trained into a complete whore (I love the fate of Natasha in Attitude Adjustment in the stories database here - it's still one of my main go-to stories when I like to masturbate and reach a good orgasm...
I't s such a shame that Osouk doesn't publish (here) anymore. I remember that he placed three perfect stories on the forum (just before it crashed), mentioning that he would' never publish a story after these. Such a shame and I could rip my hair out that I didn't immediately save them. Perhaps one of you would punish me for this by pluching my pubic hair with a small pincer and after that attaching my clit to a car battery? I truly deserve this.
Anyway, I love to dabble in writing myself, so I created a story myself. It consist of three parts, let's call it a prologue, the main story and an epilogue. The main story is actually an elaborate autopsy report of subject K (sexual victim report - Appelthorn, K). I hope you enjoy!
Of course, nothing of this story is real. In fact, so much of this story is not real, that some things I'll describe are probably not even physical possible. As a favorite videgame quotes: "If nothing is real, everything is permitted." If you're willing, just let your imagination go wild with me and imagine how much the things I describe will hurts a female body.
I sure came a couple of times writing this, fantasizing this would happen to me and my body. And that's the whole purpose of the story, nothing more. Also, I'm not a native English speaker or writer, so there will be some faults, especially in grammar and the use of conjugations. But I'm sure you get the gist of the story!
So please enjoy: the death and demise of sexual Object K
P.S. I would love to dedicate this story it to Osouk, in honor of his inspiration and sublime story writing talent!
The door crashed open, filling the dark cel behind it with a sharp white blinding light, scorching her eyes and filling her ears with a violence of sounds. Four men came in and she tried to curl up to a fetal position, already knowing that it was no use, but involuntarily still trying to protect her naked body from the brute agression that was coming.
It was not the heavy boots that kicked into her back, bruised her kidneys, that stamped on her thighs, her arms, her hands, the hands that grabbed her between her legs that made her howl and scream from the moment the door opened. It was the absolute knowledge that hours of horrible, terrifying sexual agony were waiting for her beyond that door.
Then she felt how different hands grabbed her by her ankles, spread her legs and stamped on her cunt. She vomited, tried to curl up and was stamped between her legs again. Another kick and she felt her bruised, sore anus voilated and opened by the front of a heavy steeled boot. Then they lifted her up by her spread legs, turning her mercilessly on her belly and started dragging her through the door, into the white light and towards the inescapable suffering.
For 7 days - 168 hours long - Object K had been raped. Raped by an immense number of men, by objects - baseball bats, iron bars, large dildo’s, bottles - and in all her holes - of course including her pisshole. One man had actually insisted to rape her nostrils by first pushing cotton swabs into a variety of feces and garbage and then violating the holes of her nose with the swabs, pushed deeply into her nose, raping her nose with the swabs. As she choked on the vile smells, going crazy with the scraping around her nose, he raped her orally, telling her how her gag reflex massaged his cock with the swabs deeply pushed into her nose, asking if she liked the smell of cum and cuntjuice in her brain.
When she pissed herself as she slowly choked on the terrible, disgusting smells while his cock was deeply buried into her gagged open mouth, he insisted to use Object K’s own piss on her nostrils. He actually asked if he could take a cloth with her piss with him. After he left, there were quite a surprising lot of men who followed this example - both the raping of Object K’s nostrils while orally raping her and taking a cloth with her cuntjuices with them when they left.
When she was finally was brought into the room with the man responsible for all her suffering, she realized her end was now in sight. She tried to scream, to beg, but her jaw was broken and her tongue was cut out. She tried to stretch out her hand, to beg for mercy, to not have it end this way, but one of the men in the corners of the room took a heavy bar from a basket with the tip red hot glowing en pushed it inside her hand.
Object K screamed as a baby and tried to hold her hand, but was kicked inside her cunt again and she didn’t know what to protect, her sore pussy or her burning hand. As she choose her pussy and tried to protect her hole by holding on to the boot between her legs, she felt the tip of another cattle prod pushed between her asscheeks. She shrieked and convulted as electricity jolted through her anus, making her limb and convulse. Darkness.
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When Object K revived, she discovered she did not open her eyes. Neither could ze close them. They were already stretched open, by two eyelid spreaders. Her eyes were crying and burned red and sore. She was upright, hanging by her wrists, spread above her, her legs open, spread wide with a bar, attached to the floor. She could feel sperm and other fluids leaking from her cunt and asshole, cold on her thighs and in a puddle on the ground. Then there was a sharp pain and she howled as a woman between her legs pushed into her urethra a long metal brush. On her left, there were all kind of sharp objects and a car battery.
“Finally awake, K?” the man sitting in front of her said. “Good. Now we can start your real final treatment. But before we start to strip you of the last remains of your humanity, we have a special little guest for you.”
Even the final snap of the sharp teeth of the crocodile clamp on her clit, could bring and end of the emotional pain Object K felt as she saw how her ‘special guest’ was brought in and used in front of her. Then, as her nipples were connected to the car battery, two women assisted to have the guest spread her legs, open her asshole and sit on the man who paid for the complete erasing of any remains of her psyche.
Object K, formally known as Kirsten Appelthorn, single mother, wannabe medium, died as her clit was being operated on, surgically removed from her body while the nerves still connected to her cunt. She was forced under extreme orgasm, convulsing on electrical stimulation, all the while pumping semen into het mouth, choking on sperm, her eyes stretched open.
In the end, her heart gave in, while watching her own daughter being molested, raped, violated. The last thing Object K saw was how a man approached the tiny asshole of her daughter. In his hand was a heavy bar with a glowing tip. The last thing she heared, as Object K's heart gave in, were the inhuman screams and howling of her teenage girl, being raped with a preheated bar inside her cunt, screaming for her mommy to make the pain stop. But her mother was gone.
Object K - once known as Kirsten Appelthorn, single mother, wannabe artseller, misguided medium and permanent slut - was no more...
(Necropsy report of victim - female, 34 - identification: Appelthorn, K | part 1)
"Glad you also decided to grace us with your presence," the prosecutor said, with a thin nod to the pathologist-anatomist. "Okay, now that we are complete, what can you tell us about the victim?"
The pathologist anatomist cleared his throat and gestured to the mutilated body lying naked on the autopsy table. "Good. The victim's name is Appelthorn, Kirsten Maria Elizabeth. 34 years old. Female. Mother of one. Let's work in at the top and down from there, because there's quite a bit to go through."
After his initial, somewhat clumsy awkwardness, the anatomist's professionalism had taken over again, and skillfully he pointed to the completely pulpy face of the woman on the stainless steel table.
"Several blows were applied to the victim's face. We can see clear bruising in the skin reflected at various stages of development, suggesting that her face was worked over at various moments over time."
"We can also see from the patterns that human fists were used, as well as a blunt object. Given the width and depth and pattern of injuries, we think it was not a metal object, rather a hard rubber bar." He pointed to what was left of the nose, the eye sockets in which yellow eyes filled with burst bloodvessels were turned in different directions and to the sunken cheekbones.
"We observe a nose broken in several places, broken eye sockets on both sides and splintered cheekbones."
Using the indexfingers of two hands, the pathologist anatomist pointed to the jawhinge on either side of the broken face. "As you can see, there is a clear displacement of the jawhinge here, which indicates that the victim's jaw was broken. Given the large bruise here on the underside of the jaw, we suspect that this happened because someone, or several people, repeatedly kicked in her jaw."
“Several people?” the detective asked. “Not one?”
“No, the size of the bruises on her jaw and cheekbones vary. It’s safe to assume there were more than one doing the kicking. Which brings us to the next point." The pathologist grabbed the victim's mouth with both hands, thus separating the lower jaw from the upper jaw with some force.
He pointed to the inside of the mouth, giving the detective and prosecutor a chance to look inside.
"What the fuck?" the detective said and looked at the pathologist.
"Hmm, yes, indeed," the pathologist responded. "That's pretty much what my assistant and I also said to each other when we first saw it. I assume you are responding to the fact that you only see gums in the mouth? That’s because the victim's teeth are missing."
"So her teeth have been removed. And if we then take a closer look at the injuries in the gums, everything indicates that the removal of the victim’s teeth was not surgical.” The pathologist once again pointed deep into the body's mouth on the table. "The victim's teeth were clearly literally pulled out. The cracks and distortions of the holes where the teeth were located indicate that it was done violently. Presumably with a pincer or a plier.”
The pathologist looked at the detective and the prosecutor for a moment. "In addition, something else is missing, the reason why the missing teeth can also be seen so well. We see that the victim's tongue has been removed. Moreover, in doing so, we see something striking."
The prosecutor raised his eyebrows. "You mean, more striking than missing teeth and tongue?"
The pathologist, now fully in the mode of objective and curious investigator, nodded and pointed to the indentations on the inside of the mouth. "Yes. My assistant and I were interested in what these indentations might have been caused by. They are located at four corners of the mouth, forming a distinct pattern. We think a ring may have been put here."
"A ring?" said the detective. "What kind of...um...ring?"
"A ring to hold the victim's mouth open. Perhaps to prevent her from biting. But mostly to force her mouth open and keep it open. A rather large ring, given the dents in her cheeks. After all, with a broken jaw, it's terribly painful to open the mouth just a little bit, let alone wide open."
"And why would she..." The prosecutor hesitated. “Why would her mouth been forced to stay open like that?”
"Clear remains of a fluid were found in the victim's throat and stomach indicating the presence of semen."
"Excuse me, why the circling of the term 'semen'?" the detective asked.
The pathologist looked at his feet for a moment, as if ashamed to admit it. "Because a caustic liquid was used that lifted the substance of semen. Any trace of DNA was decomposed by this acidic substance. But reconstruction of the biological elements suggests with a high degree of certainty that the victim's stomach and throat were indeed filled with semen."
"You suggest in short that the victim was thus orally raped," the prosecutor said, "...despite her broken jaw. And without her teeth. And without a tongue. And that the perpetrator, or perpetrators," he emphasized, "to prevent the victim from closing her mouth, or perhaps even biting during her oral rape, put an open ring in her mouth to keep her mouth wide open, with a broken jaw. Orally raped, on and on?"
"Yes, that is correct. A wide ring in her mouth, held in place by a wide belt. Presumably leather, given the marks on her cheeks and the marks of a buckle on the back of her skull. And also large enough to allow the average stiff penis to pass through.”
“That might also explain the teeth," the detective added thoughtlessly. "No teeth means no sharp edges. Soft gums around the genitals. Like her soft wet pussy, but then her mouth..." Thoughtlessly, the detective moved his hips forward and backward with short jerks, as if he were orally raping the woman himself. The prosecutor looked at the detective with a combination of anger, disgust and shock.
The pathologist cleared his throat. “Yes that so," he continued. "In addition, you can certainly assume that we are talking about perpetrators here, plural," the pathologist complemented. "The semen traces were found in such quantity that this cannot possibly have come from one man. And when I say quantity...I mean, ahem, we are talking gallons of semen."
"Excuse me?
"The victim's abdomen was so filled with so much fluid that we initially assumed the first stages of pregnancy" said the pathologist. “It was only that we opened up her stomach that we discovered the amount of fluids and remains of what appears to be semen inside her swollen belly.”
The three men looked at each other for a moment. "Okay, let's move on," said the prosecutor. "Face is in ruins. Multiple impacts with a rubber bat, that's clear. A broken jaw, clear signs of forcible oral rape. When we look at her shoulders, you see these bruises here. These indicate that the woman's shoulders were twisted out of place.”
“These abrasions," the pathologist pointed to the dark red colored, almost purple bruises at the base of the shoulders, "indicate that the victim was tied with her arms behind her back, with her arms then bent upward, far enough to twist her shoulders out of socket."
Next, the pathologis pointed to the naked woman's swollen, red-colored wrists. "These bruises on her arms suggest that the victim was additionally forced to be in this position for a long time. Arms behind her, forced upward behind her back. The abrasion marks on her wrists indicate that she was presumably held in this position with chains. The whole position," the pathologist bend over, arms behind his back, arms to the ceiling, “like this, reminds clearly of an old torture method.”
"Used in the Middle Ages by the Inquisition as a method of torture also known as the strappado or the seesaw gallows. In short, they twisted her shoulders out of their sockets. And given the nature of the wounds to her tendons and the limited tearing, we can surmise that this was done slowly. And over a long period of time. They have, in other words, slowly and carefully broken her shoulders by bending her arms behind her and slowly pulling her up."
The pathologist looked up for a moment, away from the blue bruised shoulders and toward the officer and detective, as if to check that the two now had enough information. He nodded briefly and then pointed a white finger further down.
"Next, her breasts."
The three men bent down and looked at the reddish-blue colored masses on the woman's chest. What once had been perky, swollen, heavy breast were now marked by a succession of exposed, bloody stretch marks, burns and puncture wounds. Her nipples were completely open. The nipple hollows had deep fissures in them.
"The red stretch marks which are clearly on the breasts, visible indicate that the victim's breasts were worked on with a whip. Probably a bullwhip where the cuts are deepest. Presumably with a cropwhip that are used to stimulate horses on the places where the bruises are wider, but more shallow on the breasttissue. Still as painful as the bullwhip, but a different kind of pain, more concentrated on one place.
“Surface traces of burns can additionally be seen, which indicate that cigarettes were used to squeeze on her breasts. We also find these burnmarks further up her body, on her abdomen, buttocks, close to the victums anus, inside her armpits, hands and on the soles of her feet."
"In addition, we see burns on her breasts that are simultaneously deeper and more focused. The nature of the burns suggests that they were caused by a soldering iron. Especially on and around the nipples, as you can see are these injuries."
"So you’re saying..." the prosecutor hesitated to draw conclusions.
"That's right, mr. Prosecutor. Someone used a working, heated soldering iron, on and around, the victim's nipples.¨
"In addition, I would like to point out these injuries." The pathologist carefully grabbed the nipple with two fingers of his glove and lifted the flesh. He pointed to the center of the woman's nipple on the cutting table. The three men bent down.
"You see that very small puncture wound there? We found several of these puncture wounds, in her breasts, here and here," the pathologist pointed to either side of the breasts, "and also in the middle of the victim's nipples. These puncture wounds go directly into the breast and extend almost 6 centimeters deep into the flesh, in a perpendicular line. This therefore implies that needles were inserted into the victim's breasts."
"Excuse me? Needles?"
The pathologist nodded. "6-centimeter long needles, to be precise. The perpetrators inserted 6-centimeter-long needles, into both of the victim's breasts and her nipples. Tissue examination also shows that blisters developed along the entrance walls of the wounds and inside, suggesting a specific type of burn."
"You mean these needles were… they were heated when they..." the prosecutor looked slightly white, "when they were inserted into her breasts?"
"That is indeed correct, sir. Preheated needles were used to insert into the victims, miss Appelthorn’s, breasts. But then by the specificity of the burns, I also mean something else."
The pathologist shook his head. "There is a specific internal blistering visible, inside the tissue of her breasts. The pre-heating of the needles means that the wound would burn and shut immediately around the needle. The blistering ínside her breast presumably means that the needles were heated even after they were inserted and cooled. Someone reheated the needles on the outside. After they were inserted in her nipples."
"Jesus Christ," the prosecutor said disrespectfully. "And she ... she was still alive during this?"
The detective whistled. "Not Jesus Christ, remember? Her name was Kirsten. So they burned Kirsten's breasts.”
The pathologist cleared his throat. "That's actually incorrect, detective. It’s more precise: they didn't burn her breasts. They actually cooked her breasts. From the inside out."
The pathologist turned to prosecutor. "But to answer your question, Mr. Prosecutor. Yes, presumably she was alive and conscious. In fact, when we look at the blood test - the results are now in your mail - we suspect that she was intentionally kept conscious. The amount of stimulants we found in her blood ..."
"You mean the perpetrators wanted her to be… conscious? To experience all of this? Intentionally? They...they intentionally kept her conscious with…ahm…with serums?"
The pathologist nodded. "From a pathology point of view, I of course can't really make any statements about intentions. But given the amount of stimulants we found in her blood, that would be the result. The victim couldn't possibly have been unconscious while they were working on her. She was unable to lose consciousness as they…tortured her.
The pathologist was silent for a moment. "If you don't mind me saying? I think the victim would have begged to be able to lose consciousness."
"I actually think Kirsten squealed like a piglet," the detective said quietly, but both men ignored his comment.
"Unfortunately, we are not done," the pathologist pointed to the deep indentations in the woman's dark-colored areola on the table. "These wounds run in a small pattern on either side of the nipples, like small teeth, suggesting that alligator clips were used on the victim's nipples."
"Indeed, internal examination of the deeper fatty tissue of the victim's breasts shows that there are deeper burns on the inside of the breasts, following the tissue pattern of the mammary glands, which has caused the fatty tissue to boil inside the victim's breasts.”
“This suggests that a high voltage of electricity was used on the breasts and nipples. The combination of the clamps and the electricity suggests that a car battery was used for this purpose."
The three men looked at each other for a moment and remained silent.
"Good," the detective said. "So in summary: whipping marks on her breasts, needle marks in the nipples, internal burns from heating the needles, external burns to the nipples from cigarettes and presumably a soldering iron. And to conclude: traces of clamps on the nipples and internal burns, indicating the use of electricity on Kirsten’s titties."
"That is an accurate summary, detective," observed the pathologist, visably getting annoyed with the detectives rudeness.
"Well then, are we moving on? Because if I look at the rest of the victim’s remains, we're not quite there yet, don't I think?" The detective pointed to the woman's lower body on the cutting table.
The pathologist nodded and focused the attention of his two visitors on the blue-purple straie under the ribs and sides of the naked body on the table. The abdomen looked soft and slumped.
"The strains you see here indicate that the victim's abdomen is particularly stretched. As mentioned earlier, we initially thought that the victim had been pregnant? But when we looked at the stomach contents and examined the intestines, it soon became apparent that something else had happened. The intestines had obviously lost their natural ability to stretch.”
“This means that they had been pumped with an unusual, unnaturally large amount."
The prosecutor looked up questioningly: "Pumped…full? You mean…?"
"An enema. They gave her a forced enema," the detective snorted.
The pathologist’s face contorted, but he nodded. "What the detective says is about right. We assume the perpetrators pumped the victim's stomach full with a large amount of liquid. To be stretched the way her testines are, we presume this happened repeatedly and several times over. And given the stretch markers on her abdomen, she must have looked like she was in her eight month of pregnancy. For this to happen, so often, so fast…it must have been hell for the victim.”
It was the first time the pathologist showed any kind of human connection to the body on his table.
"And what kind of fluid was used?"
"That's an interesting question. As indicated, unidentifiable traces of semen were found. We also found residues of vinegar, chlorine, green soap. But also of pepper, chopped chilli and milk. Either way, it must have burned her intestines. The cramps it must have given her must have been unbearable. If she was forced to remain in the flat position, against her natural tendency to roll up into the fetal position, every muscle in her body will have cramped against the stretching. The pain must have been, in a word, excruciating. It may even be called inhuman."
"Moreover," the pathologist pointed to black and blue, thin stripes that ran across the victim's abdomen, in straight lines around and across her navel and belly. ‘Do you see these? These bruises indicate that an object was used to hit on her abdomen. From the kind of bruised I assume it was not a massive object, but rather a hard rubber rod, used on her stomach. And given the amount of fluid in it, it is quite possible that the victim was struck on her abdomen while her stomach was tightly filled with the fluids and looked pregnant."
"Like a drum kit...," the detective said softly, drumming in the air with his vingers by way of example.
The prosecutor sighed, irritated at the detective. “All right. But if her stomach was stuffed so tightly with fluid and then ... how do I say this ... they then worked on her stomach with a rubber rod. Wouldn't the stuff have, ahem, squirted out somewhere?"
The pathologist nodded and leaned over Kirsten Appelthorn’s body. "That is indeed correct." He grabbed the body by its hips and slowly pulled Kirsten Appelthorn up to turn it. With his chin, he pointed briefly at the detective. "Would you care to help?"
With the detective's help - the prosecuter took a step back - the pathologist turned the body over.
The three men looked at its back, stunned by what they saw. The whole of Kirsten’s back was turend black, purple and blue. A big part laid open in a sea of welts. Some of the welts cracked open and gruesemly pink, showing the flesh beneath the skin, naked and open from where the blood in the cuts had been washed away by the pathologist and his assistants before and during the autopsy.
The pathologist pointed out loosely to the back. “As you can see, the victim was worked over on her back by a heavy whip, presumably by a bullwhip. Because many of the stretch marks overlap, it is not easy to say with accuracy, but at least we have noted more than 250 individual stretch marks, which extend from her neck to her buttocks. We also found traces of salt in the wounds, specifically in the open flesh. It’s save to assume this was done with intent.”
"But what I really wanted to show you, however, is this," the pathologist pushed Kirsten's buttocks apart and pointed to the victim's anus. Or what was left of it.
"In answer to your question, Mr. Prosecutor: given the stretching we observed in the victim's rectum - it was stretched out to nearly 10 centimeber in diameter, we suspect that a rubber plug was pushed into the victim's anus. This plug was then pumped to absurd sizes against her will, to prevent the victim from squirting out any fluid.”
“As you can see,” the pathologist traced the open ring between her asscheeks, “the victim's sphincter is completely ruptured. In addition, you can see obvious burns around the sphincter, that also look like cuts. Considering the spermatoid remains we found in her rectu, along with the bruises on her buttocks and hips, it can certainly be assumed that the victim was violently anally raped, multiple times."
“Multiple times?”
“Considering the damage, at least more than 50.”
“Fifty…in her…” the prosecutor said…
“Asshole,” the detective complemented
"We additionally suspect that the perpetrators worked on the victim's anus with a kind of soldering device. We also found burns inside the rectum, so presumably the soldering device - or some other preheated object - was inserted ín the victim's anus."
"So Kirsten was not only anally raped, but they also burned the buttocks," the detective muttered inwardly. He had a slightly ironic smile around his lips. The pathologist shook his head again.
"No, detective. Her buttocks are not burned. Her anus and rectum are. Her buttocks were worked by a whip, as you can see from the cuts."
The detective shrugged. "My mistake."
The prosecutor looked furiously at the detective, then helped the pathologist turn the victim back over on the table. The pathologist pushed the victim's legs apart and pointed to Kirsten Appelthorn’s vagina … or what was left of it.
On the outside, her vagina was an almost unrecognizable mush of swollen purple-blue lips and bruises.
"I will work from the outside inward,” the pathologist said. “Starting with the outer labia. You will see here and here,” he pointed, “on either side penetration wounds and small metal rings that were left inside her flesh.”
“Given the quality of the metal, we believe that those metal rings were applied after the victim was abducted and, therefore, are not voluntary piercings. They were purposefully applied."
"Given the slight abrasion marks running down the thighs here, the purpose of the rings was to pull open and keep the labia of the victim open with rope through the rings, thus facilitating complete access to the victim's vagina."
"So they purposely fitted her cunt with piercings to keep her open?" the detective asked abruptly.
"Her outer labia, detective. But otherwise it seems a plausible conclusion."
"Then to the inner labia. As you can see here," the pathologist pointed at it with his little finger, and the detective and prosecutor had to bend over to see it, "you can see marks here that look like the same teeth as on the victim's nipples.”
“So alligatorclips were used again, this time on the victim's inner labia. The internal burns that we found in the inner tissue of the thighs and hips again suggests that the victim was subjected to high voltage electricity. This time at her labia."
"They electrocuted her pussy?"
The pathologist took a deep breath and looked up from the victim's vagina. "Brutally worded, but indeed. However, that is not the only thing that was electrified, we suspect. Please look further."
(Necropsy report of victim - female, 34 - identification: Appelthorn, K | part 2)
The pathologist used his fingers to push the outer and inner lips of the victim identified as Kirsten Appelthorn open and push into her vagina a closed speculum. Once pushed inside the victim’s vagina deep enough, the pathologist screwed open the speculum slowly.
Slowly the man opened up the victim’s cunt, while the detective and prosecuter watched. The room went completely silent, with only the sound of the fridges in the wall with all the other recently deceased resting. Once the vagina openes wide, the pathologist now pointed to the entrance to the victim's piss hole.
"As you can see, this entrance is larger, opened and clearly visible, which in itself is not quite average. Therefore, we think that something of an object, probably a rod the size of the little finger, was pushed into the urethra."
"So they raped her pisstube with a metal rod?"
"Not just a rod, detective. Given the abrasions and minute cuts we found internally and along the entire length of her urethra, presumably also by a brush. The miliscule remnants of ink and makeup we found suggests that an eyebrow brush was used to penetrate her urethra. The amount of small cuts, it was used to go up and down inside her urine track repeatedly."
"They …” the prosecutor stammered, “they raped ... her urethra ... with an eyebrush?"
The pathologist sighed. "Indeed. But not only an eyebrush was used. We found miniscule traces of metal in several cuts inside her urintetrack. The probably used a metal brush to rape her urethra too. Not only extremely painful as a process. Can you imagine how it must have felt áfter? When she then had to urinate herself?”
“You realize that our urine contains chloride, various acids and salts, among other things? Peeing must have been torture in itself. She must have screamed like a banshee while releasing herself.”
“Anyway, in addition to these injuries, we also found traces of burns in the urethra. Suggesting that the metal rod was not only heated. But also electrified."
"The burns are there along the entire length of the tube, up to the entrance to the bladder, which suspects that the tube reached into her bladder. Which brings me to the next point.”
“The victim's bladder, like the victim's abdomen, contained liquid residue indicating the presence of chili oil, pepper and vinegar. Moreover, the bladder was dilated well above the stretching capacity. Suggesting that the perpetrators filled not only her abdomen with a large amount of liquid multiple times. But also her bladder."
"Given the hairline cracks and expansion of her urethra, we believe that the same type of rubber and inflatable plug that was used in her anus was used to block and stretch her urine track in such a way that the victim could not urinate.”
“When this is done pathologically from inflammation or blockage in a normal bladder, it already causes almost unbearable pain and cramping. With the amount of fluid in her bladder demonstrating this kind of expansion? The victim must have lived through unimaginable, horrible cramps."
The detective now looked up from his notepad for a moment. "So Kirsten was raped in four holes? Oral, anal, vaginal … and in her piss hole?"
"Incomplete observation, detective. We also found semen traces deep in her nostrils and in her ear tube, along with traces of cotton swabs. It appears that the perpetrators not only raped the victim orally, anally, vaginally and urethrally. But that cotton swabs soaked in semen and other caustic fluids were also used to push deep into her ears and nostrils. We even found traces of what was left of semen in her tearducks, probably injected into the holes near her eyes.”
The detective swallowed for a moment and scribbled something on his notebook again. "So they were thorough in their approach."
"No comment, detective. Let's move on to the victim's clitoris."
"Finally, the clit of Kirsten's pussy," the detective muttered. He bent down deep to see what the pathologist wanted to show, bringing his face very close to the wounds between Kirsten legs. The prosecutor and the doctor looked at each other for a moment and shrugged.
"All right, the clitoris. As you can see, the cap that usually sits partially over the clitoris has been removed. I wish i could say this was done surgiccally, but if you look at the cuts, it’s probably they used a scissor to cut the hood open and away, to uncover the victim’s clitoris. The same cuts were then additionally burned shut - again presumably with a soldering device - presumably to prevent blood loss."
"The top and outside of the clitoris showed obvious abrasions. The wounds had miniscule remnants of industrial sandpaper in them, suggesting that the victim's clitoris had been worked over with sandpaper. There are also traces of salt and vinegar, suggesting that the clitoris was worked with a liquid of salt and vinegar, probably after the perpetrators sanded the clitoris open."
"You're talking about the outside and outside of the clitoris. This is already horrific, but you mean there is more?" the prosecutor asked.
"That's right, well noted, prosecutor. The clitoris, as you know, is in fact an organ in the female body that goes deeper into the body than is commonly believed. The clitoris is often described the size of a little ‘pea’. But that is only the outside of an organ that contains around 8,000 nerve tracts.”
“A female clitoris goes up to about 5 centimeters inside the body, where it then extends downward into two sort of ‘legs’ - erectile tissue structures called crura - extending into a V-shape. So the average overall length of the clitorus is not the pea-shaped end on the outside, usually around 3 to 10 mm in diameter. But it is in fact in total a kind of 'wishbone'-shaped organ, of almost 10 centimeters in length."
"With this biology lesson in mind, look carefully. Internal examination shows that there are cracked and inflated glands in the outer surface of the clitoris, suggesting that some kind of pump was used to inflate and enlarge the clitoris. And then here you see these little hole here, where the victim's clitoris should be?"
The officer looked up. "Should? Uh…should be?
The pathologist nodded. “Yes, mr. prosecutor. The victim’s clitoris was removed from the victim’s body. It was surgically, and very precise, completely extracted from the body.”
He pointed at a metal bowl with clear fluid in it. “We actually found it inside the victim’s mouth, stapled against her palate. And after his surgical removal, a needle was inserted into the victim's clitorus hole, several times. That, however, is not the only thing. The wounds show..."
"My God...," the prosecutor muttered as he looked from the bowl, at the victim's vagina and back to the bowl again.
"What I wanted to say," the pathologist continued, "the wounds show the same internal traces of burn marks as the victim's breasts, with the same kind of variation. And furthermore, the burn marks around her nerves in and around her vagina and clitoris indicate that the needles were not only heated. They were also electrified, with considerable voltage."
"I'm curious what would be worse," the detective asked. "Feeling your clitoris removed. Or having it burned inside you.”
"Why don't we ask your wife, asshole," the prosecutor attacked.
"Wow! Burn, man!" The detective grinned broadly. "Pun intended. Don't bother, mr. prosecutor I'm just trying to clear the air a bit here. Okay, Mr. Pathologist, so Kirsten's clitoris was surgically removed and what was left of her vagina was electrified, raped by inserting five-inch-long needles into the pleasure organ and they then heated the needles."
The detective pointed his finger between the body's legs on the table. "What about inside her?"
“Let's start with the fact that we removed a wooden stick, the size of a grown man’s wrist, from the victim's vagina at autopsy. This had been pushed into her sheath and remained there for so long because, as you can see by these marks on her inner labia, her vagina had been sewn shut."
The branch was an ordinary branch, no specifics to mention except that the bark was still on it, and there were many cut-off branch remnants on it. The branch was pushed into her and already could not get out because the short-cut protrusions served as barb wire inside her.”
“After we cut the twine that held her vagina closed, we had to bring some force" - the pathologist did some rough scrubbing and jerking motions with both hands on top of each other - "to be able to remove the branch from the victim's vagina."
"A final desecration of Kirsten Appeld's corpse, as it were," the detective said.
"A dismemberment that we had to apply with regret. But the alternative would have meant that we had to cut open the victim's entire vagina. After we removed the branch, we were able to conduct a more precise internal examination. As a result, we initially saw a series of unidentifiable puncturewounds across the entire diameter of her sheath. It took us a while to understand what could cause these injuries."
"And did you reach a conclusion?" the prosecutor asked, now kneeling in front of the table and looking straight into Kirsten's vagina.
"Hm, yes. We think it was caused by a toilet brush."
The prosecutor stood up. "Excuse me? Did you say...a toilet brush?"
The pathologist nodded. "That's right. Among other things, the victim was raped with a toilet brush."
"So, at least she was clean inside?" the detective asked cynically.
The prosecutor ignored him and asked, "You say 'among other things.' What else was…was the victim raped with?"
"Given the hairline cracks along its length and the bruising from disproportionate stretching of the sheath, the bruised against the opening of her uterus, and the specific indentation in a line reminiscent of the scraping of nails, we think fists were also used to rape the victim in her vagina."
"Fistfucked?" the detective asked, almost gleefully. "They fistfucked her?"
"That's right, Mr. Detective. And speaking of the victim's uterus: it was clear that the perpetrators opened her cervix artificially."
"Opened artificially" What do you mean by that?"
“Here, let me show you.” The pathologist took out a small endoscope, a wired surgical camera, mostly used for internal inspection connected to a small screen secured to the ceiling above the victim. He activated the camera and pushed it deeper and deeper inside victim Applethorn, K’s open vagina.
"For your information: The cervix is normally closed and hard like the tip of a nose. The cervix softens and opens a little bit, only when there is ovulation. For gyneacological examination, they insert a speculum, which allows access for internal examination. But as you can see, in this case, the victim's uterus - the cervix - is open. It’s wide open, far beyond what is reasonable for anything natural to take place, except for a birth.”
“As you can see at the carves, here and here, they opened the victim’s cervix far enough that they could work on her there with a sharp object. Again, the injuries additionally show that a soldering device was used internally, inside her uterus."
"You're saying that a soldering device was inserted inside her? Deep enough to create burns inside her womb?" the prosecutor asked shocked.
"That's right, Mr. Prosecutor. We also found remnants of a solution in her uterus containing salt and vinegar that was used to rinse her uterus. That must have burned considerably.”
The pathologist pulled out the camera out of the open vagina and pointed to two surgical wounds on the “In addition, I point out these two wounds." The pathologist pointed out two small cuts on either side of the victim's groin.”
"These two wounds already made us suspect this. Internal examination confirmed this. Her fallopian tubes were surgically removed. There is nothing about a laparoscopic tubectomy in her medical records, so we assume that this surgery was done during her disappearance."
"But then you are saying..."
The pathologist nodded. "The victim's fallopian tubes were intentionally and without anesthesia, surgically removed from her body."
"And then they sewed her up again," the detective said smugly.
The prosecutor sighed. “And her…the fallopian tubes is where a female reproductive eggs are…”
The pathologist nodded. “Yes, that’s right. No trace of any egg was found.’
"Alright. Well, what else can you tell us about the body?"
"You can see the blue-purple marks on her knees, which means they broke her knees. It's not clear whether that happened before, during or after they raped her. But if it was before or during, any bending of her legs must have hurt terribly."
The pathologist pointed to her feet. "The nails of her toes have been pulled out. On the soles you can see stretch marks and burns. It looks like they worked the bottoms of her soles considerably with a whip, but also with an object that crushed her feet from below, presumably a metal pipe. Every bone inside her feet was broken."
"And ultimately? The ultimate cause of death? Could it have been a heart attack, given the excruciating amount of pain Kirsten suffered?" the detective asked.
"No, surprising enough, the heart is unaffected. The victim was young, the heart was strong. Although the amount of stress must have been enormous, her heart just kept beating. The ultimate cause of death is here," the pathologist said, pointing to the swollen edges around the victim's neck.
"She was strangled. Given the bruising of the larynx, and the fact that it was more pushed inward, than that it was torn or broken, suggests that the strangulation was slow and systematic. Looking at the plastic remains we found in the wounds, she was not strangled with a rope. But presumably with tiewraps."
"Tiewraps?"
"Yes, tiewraps, around her neck, and then slowly tightened. Impossible to get open again, unless used a scissor. And it can eventually be tightened click by click. Slowly and systematically."
"A terrible death. Slowly getting less and less oxygen. Knowing you're going to die."
"Unless, of course, they were still working on Kirsten while it was happening," the detective said.
"Then she probably wanted nothing more than to die. Can you imagine, a soldering iron stuck inside your genitals while you slowly suffocate. Not knowing what would happen first? Your uterus out? Or lights out...The pain…The screaming…"
"That's enough, detective. Okay, we're done here," the prosecutor said. "Thanks for the investigation. Please forward the report to me as soon as it is completed and the final blood test results are in."
The pathologis nodded. “We’ll do.” When he looked, the detective had already left the room.
Ten minutes later the detective was in his car in the parkinggarage. It didn’t take loke before the prosecutor send him a message. The detective smiled.
Through a secure connection, led through an immense digital labyrinth of servers and ip-adresses, he was now watching on his mobile how the teenage daughter of Kirsten Appelthorn, Laura, was being placed on the operating table. She made such adorable sounds, like a weeping kitten, through her wide spread open toothless mouth.
He had so much fun raping her while her teeth were removed. Her both eyes were now shut and swollen from repeated beating, but when they removed her teeth, her face was not yet so bruised as it was now and the fear and pain was so beautiful. It had reminded him so much of the suffering of her mother, it almost made him cum immediately.
But he endured - and had enjoyed the spasms of her cunt and asshole as her teeth were slowly removed from her mouth. The incredible softness of her mouth after was pure heaven and her tongue screaming as the man between her legs fisted her was magnificent.
It still amazed him how many men - and even a suprising amount of women - had been willing to pay to be able to hurt Object K and her daughter. Kirsten Appelthorn had indeed been a slut, with her legs wide open for all, but so many? He had paid a fortune for the whole operation of what now on the darkweb circulated as a rumour called ‘The demise of a psychological object: seperating the sexual mind of object K from her body by using pain’.
But now he was still making money with the selling of the video called ‘the life and death of a psychological object’. And there was still the income of acces to the live-feed of the torture of K’s daughter. And once done, they still had her eggs…they had harvested her eggs.
Oh, how he loved how Kirsten had screamed while they operated on her cunt and harvested her eggs. There were many men (and two women even), who had actually paid - PAID - to be able to use the operating equipment themselves. Using the ultrasound probe inserted into Kirstens cunt without any sedation, to identify her follicles. Then a needle was guided through her vagina and into the follicles. The eggs were removed from the follicles through the needle, which were connected to a suction device. These eggs were paid for every one who collected them - and would be later used for fertilisation and then implanted into the uterus of their wives.
He loved how this would be a last violation of Object K. It’s eggs, raped by the semen of men who paid for it to have a clone of Kirsten Appelthorn.
He had it arranged that the eggs would go to the highest bidder, under the only condition that they would send him videos of the progress they would make educating the clones of Kirsten A into sexslaves.
He himself would merge her eggs with his own semen, to create his own perfect sexslave. He would have so much fun educating Object K’s daughter as his own flesh and blood and personal painslut. He would brainwash it into the perfect fuckpuppet.
Oh, how much he had enjoyed whispering into Kirstens ear while her anus was under electricity, that everything - everything - they did to her, would be done to her daughter too. The rapes. The tortures. The electricity inside her pisstube. The heated bars inside her cunt. The fistings. The skinning of her clitoris. The clitdectomy. Everything Kirsten suffered through. Her daughter deserved it after all. Guilty by association. Simple for being her daughter.
If he remembered correctly, it had been hard to distinguish if her eyes had stretched open from his personal whispered message or from the thick vibrator that was shoved inside Kirstens pisshole simultanously. But he did remember he had put the cattle prod inside her toothless mouth and had nodded into her screaming eyes and said: “Yes, this too…We’ll do this to your little girl too.”
And then, pulled the trigger, releasing the electricity inside her, mouthraping her with the cattle prod.
He opened the message from the prosecutor and laughed outloud. Just as he expected.
“How much for access to the live feed of the daughter’s demise?”
I haven't had a chance to read your story yet, but it looks very interesting. As for Osouk, his stories, along with many other wonderful ones, are still available here: https://ralphus.net/special/stories/moreauthors/
@ mothbrad Ah, you're so sweet! I hope to read your review soon and wish you many pleasures while reading!
I'm so glad you post the link to the stories of Osouk that are still present here, it's so good to keep the database alive and relevant this way!
Unfortunately though, I was very well aware of these stories (I now back-ed them up). But I'm not talking about these stories, but talking about three of the stories that were deleted/crashed/dissappeared/got zapped from the forum, just after the first crash and just before the second one.
Those stories never were saved to that database, but were posted on the forum, just like these messages we are posting right now.
Oh well, as you see: not everything stays on the internet Still, very glad for your reaction, hope to hear from you!
A modern torture story in a very special presentation - a short prologue sends the poor victim to hell, but we learn the details below as an autopsy report and conversation between a pathologist, prosecutor and detective...
An interesting idea for a story that was implemented intensively and appealingly
Of course, the pathologist's autopsy report on the dead victim creates distance - but without this distance, the many cruelties described would hardly be bearable so compact in just one story.
There is an interesting twist at the end, the story comes full circle, detective and prosecutor belong to the perpetrators themselves!
KirstensKutje wrote: ↑Thu Jul 18, 2024 6:39 pm
@ mothbrad Ah, you're so sweet! I hope to read your review soon and wish you many pleasures while reading!
I'm so glad you post the link to the stories of Osouk that are still present here, it's so good to keep the database alive and relevant this way!
Unfortunately though, I was very well aware of these stories (I now back-ed them up). But I'm not talking about these stories, but talking about three of the stories that were deleted/crashed/dissappeared/got zapped from the forum, just after the first crash and just before the second one.
Those stories never were saved to that database, but were posted on the forum, just like these messages we are posting right now.
Oh well, as you see: not everything stays on the internet Still, very glad for your reaction, hope to hear from you!
I apologise - I didn't get notified of your reply. In any case, I now know what you mean, and remember those stories as well. I checked the wayback machine, and they tantalisingly archived the forum index, but not the actual stories. I guess the only hope is if a member here saved them, but I really don't know.
As for your story here, it's a wonderfully extreme examination of cruelly. I love the detail, and the inventiveness of it all, and the incorporation of the daughter is a particularly nasty addition. I will definitely be looking forward to your next pieces of writing!
KirstensKutje wrote: ↑Thu Jul 18, 2024 6:39 pm
@ mothbrad Ah, you're so sweet! I hope to read your review soon and wish you many pleasures while reading!
I'm so glad you post the link to the stories of Osouk that are still present here, it's so good to keep the database alive and relevant this way!
Unfortunately though, I was very well aware of these stories (I now back-ed them up). But I'm not talking about these stories, but talking about three of the stories that were deleted/crashed/dissappeared/got zapped from the forum, just after the first crash and just before the second one.
Those stories never were saved to that database, but were posted on the forum, just like these messages we are posting right now.
Oh well, as you see: not everything stays on the internet Still, very glad for your reaction, hope to hear from you!
I apologise - I didn't get notified of your reply. In any case, I now know what you mean, and remember those stories as well. I checked the wayback machine, and they tantalisingly archived the forum index, but not the actual stories. I guess the only hope is if a member here saved them, but I really don't know.
As for your story here, it's a wonderfully extreme examination of cruelly. I love the detail, and the inventiveness of it all, and the incorporation of the daughter is a particularly nasty addition. I will definitely be looking forward to your next pieces of writing!
@mothbrad: Thank you so much for your reaction! No apologies necessary, I'm very grateful you took the time for an additional search for the stories.
I'm very glad you appreciated the cruelty of the story and the details (personally I loved the addition of the daughter, that really made me wet). If you have suggestions for a story you'd like to read, please don't hesitate to state a request. Kisses and many rapewishes!
