The Gaunching of Eloise - Sex Stories

The Gaunching of Eloise

... razor sharp curved edge finally sliced right through the wall of her vagina. Blood flowed freely from Eloise's cunt and the Captain swiftly withdrew his blade and looked at the stunned soldiers "You have her for a quarter of an hour before she must be brought to the wall walk." The soldiers grinned as he left her to them. Her warm blood lubricated her well as they lifted her thighs up and ecstatically filled her ruined sex with their seed. Eloise just hung limp, the back of her head dragging about the dirt floor as she was passed around; several times her arms were trodden on, yet she cared only for the pain in her belly. A gong sounded and she was hurriedly carried up the steps alongside the main gate to the top of the city wall. The Bey, grim faced and pale, was already sat there with four wives tending to him. As Eloise was brought before him his attendants gently lifted his great bulk to sit him on the broad parapet so he could also see over the edge. Although distracted by the pain inside her and the blood trickling down the inside of her legs Eloise noticed a great crowd was gathered outside, staring up at them. They cheered as the Bey waved to them, too far away to see the pain on his face. Eloise was too weak to stand unaided without soldiers holding her arms., two more roughly grabbed and lifted her legs and carried her to the edge of the wall. So, she thought, she was to be flung to her death from the top of the wall onto the stony ground thirty feet below, like a ...

... piece of discarded offal. She stared up at the clear blue sky as they dropped her over the edge. The great curved rusty hook caught her in the small of her back. The barbed point bloodily burst out of her flat belly. With a jolt her spine was caught by the bottom of the hook and her frail body doubled backwards, arms and legs hanging down. The crowd cheered. But she wasn't dead. Several soldiers on the wall brazenly dropped their trousers and urinated on the broken body hanging a dozen feet below; more enthusiastic cheering from the crowd. Now confident the body wouldn't fall the crowd surged to directly beneath it looking up, eager to feel drips of blood on their faces. Her head hanging back Eloise dimly made out the crowd, upside down; a sea of faces each one staring intently at her pathetic carcass. There were also many faces peering down from the wall above, enjoying a closer and even more revealing view of her humiliation and agony. Why couldn't she die? The sun rose higher in the sky and most of the crowd dispersed. But Eloise was still alive. Only a few dozen lingerers stayed to see her painfully lift her arms to feel the bloody point above her belly before dropping limply once more. A bit later she made an agonising attempt to reach upwards again, fingers scrabbling at the rough stonework of the wall in a clearly futile attempt to grasp something with which to pull herself up. The strain and lost blood made her lose consciousness for a short while. At midday the sun ...