The following paragraphs are taken from a story I found on a purely Chinese language website. I am wary of revealing which website it is because I don't know the censorship laws where it is based. I have changed or abbreviated names to reduce the chances of the original source being found.
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Today's wooden donkey is different from J's and M's. There are two six foot long bamboo poles standing on the front and back of the cart, more than three feet apart, with the back one about three inches in thickness while the front one is relatively thin.
The officials lifted Q's large figure onto the wooden donkey, standing her upright between the two bamboo poles, slightly bending the two poles toward her body.
Then the thick braid of hair that she combed behind her head, is bound with her arms and ankles to horizontal poles which are tied with rope to the thicker bamboo pole behind her, supporting the entire weight of her body, and the sign of her execution is also attached to this bamboo pole.
Prying open her mouth and pulling out her tongue, and pinching her two nipples, all of which were tethered to the bamboo pole in front of her with a thin length of thread pierced through them.
Then they brought a two-foot-long bamboo pole and inserted one end into her vagina, while the other end was fastened to a horizontal pole tied to her knees, and then attached it to the bamboo pole in front.
After all this work was done, the distance of the bamboo poles was suitably adjusted, allowing the two poles at the front and back to return to their original shape. Because of the elasticity of the bamboo, Q's body was immediately pulled into a folded position with her head tilted up, her breasts pulled forward, her hips pushed back and her knees bent forward, just like a horizontal "W". Anyone else would have been broken and shattered.
The bamboo pole in front was thin and elastic, pulling her tongue far out of her mouth, and both of her ample breasts were stretched into pointed cones that protruded out in front of her body.
The residual pain from the tongue and nipple piercings had not yet disappeared, but the pain from the muscles tearing came again in bursts, causing Q to involuntarily let out two long cries to the sky, which should have been the instinctive cries of people in sudden shock, "Oh my God! Mother!" But because of the inability to move the tongue, it actually turned into "Ah! Aah!", two miserable shrieks.
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Since the amount of aphrodisiac in the so-called ginseng soup is not very great, so the power of the drug passed soon after the parade began.
Q gradually awoke from the lustful stupor, recalling all the ugly gestures she had just made to satisfy her sexual desire and craving, and she was very ashamed and sorrowful.
When she had seen M's obscene performance on the wooden donkey, she was so disgusted that she secretly resolved never to follow suit, but today she is even worse than that.
It is extremely embarrassing to be alive to the world again, but it is not so easy to die, she knows that she will not be allowed to die easily without going through a thousand cruel sufferings.
She had also heard the saying that there is a bite of the tongue to kill oneself, but how exactly to bite? Can you really die if your tongue is severed? She is not sure.
Even a person like J who is healthy and strong in martial arts can't do it, let alone when she is a weak little girl?
Q's naked body is attached to the vertical bamboo pole by tying the arms and legs to the horizontal poles which are then tied to the vertical bamboo pole, which is characterized by its flexibility and sturdiness.
In ancient times, the streets were mostly made of stone, the road surface was uneven, and when the wheels rolled over, they bounced up and down and swayed from side to side, driving the bamboo poles that tied the prisoners' bodies to keep swinging in all directions.
A burst of weightless panic disturbed Q's mind, like seasickness the ship-like feeling made her dizzy, her ears buzzing, with nausea and vomiting, and urine flowing.
She was also trying her best to avoid the attacks that were launched from the audience from time to time. The most unbearable part was the bamboo shaft inserted in her vagina, which kept stimulating the vaginal walls as her body swayed.
In the beginning, when she wanted the bamboo stick to move but it didn't, she had used her body to satisfy herself without any shame. Now, when the pain in her vagina made her want her body to remain still, she couldn't help but move back and forth.
This kind of pain is hard to understand for those who have not experienced it personally, and now Q can truly feel the magnitude of the wooden donkey torture on a woman's body.
You want to escape? You can' t escape, you want to hide? You can not hide, you want to die? You can not die! There is really no way to go up to heaven, and there is no way down to earth. There is nothing you can do but continue enduring it!
Minute after minute of time went by, and the procession made it's way along street after street.
Q used to learn martial arts with J, when a horse stance would last more than an hour, today she spread her legs, slightly bending both knees, standing on the prison cart the stance is not much different from the horse step, the effort would not be anything.
But now it has been more than two hours since she was put on the wooden donkey, and she has not taken a drop of water since early morning, except for a bowl of ginseng soup, and the physical exertion and mental torture is exhausting and overwhelming at this point.
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