alquis5

The pear

Well, I was tied to a wooden picnic table in the basement with my
arms over my head and a leather strap around my middle.  My legs were
pulled up and my ankles tied to my wrist straps leaving me in a very
exposed position.

I told Uthur that I wanted this to be as realistic as possible, so
when he found I was wet thinking about it all day, he whipped my
thighs until I was crying hard and wiggling all over the place.

He showed me the pear and he put a little lubricant on it before he
began to insert it in me.  I really expected that he was going to
part my lips a bit, but instead he pushed it in me, which was very
uncomfortable.  If I would have been dry like a real torture victim,
the insertion would have been a nightmare.

The device itself feels very cold and is very heavy in you.  Even
without being opened, the weight of the device pushing against your
cervix is extremely distressing.  If the device would have had the
spikes on the end of it, I am sure I would have already been starting
to be internally cut up by it.

The first turn of the screw, which kinda looks like the top of
corkscrew, was actually wonderful.  When he wiggled it, it hit the
old G-spot perfectly.  When he discovered that my moans were those of
pleasure, he pinched and slapped my clit which sure brought me down
in a hurry.

I should also mention that there was another woman present who is a
nurse who was watching to make sure I wasnt really hurt in the
process.

When he turned the screw a second time, I was expecting more erotic
feelings.  Boy was I wrong.  The pressure against my cervix increased
markedly.  As the pear is opened it seems to pull itself deeper in
you.  Again, if there were spikes on it, I would have hurting for
sure.

Uthur has a couple of old manuscripts that describe tormentors
pressing the belly to increase the torment.  We had the feeling that
what they were doing was compressing the ovaries against the metal
pear to cause this pain.   Sorta like a super gyn exam.  Uthur turned
me over to her and she did start to press on my abdomen to compress
my ovaries against the pear.  I went wild.  This hurt like hell and I
got a very sick feeling in my stomach to the point where I barfed up
two mouthfulls of my dinner.

With the third turn of the screw, I was in a lot of pain.   Again
most of it was pressure against my cervix and any movement of the
pear caused real agony.  It was at this point that I also felt a lot
of pressure against my bladder and the need to pee real bad and the
feeling like I had to have a bowel movement.  This was due to the
pressure against my rectum which simulated the need for a bowel
movement, but it was terribly distressing.

Uthur consulted with the nurse and they decided that I could take
another turn of the pear.  I was already crying when he did this and
I went wild crying and bawling like a baby and wiggling all over the
place.  If I were being tortured in a dungeon, I would have confessed
to anything at this point.  I pissed all over and could not control
it.

My belly was bulging and I was in terrible pain.  If the pear would
have had spikes on it, I am sure that I would have sustained fatal
damage at this point.

They decided that I could not safely take another turn, so he closed
the pear and removed it, which although I knew my torment was over,
sure hurt like hell.

The nurse examined me and I tell you that the speculum felt like
nothing after the pear.  I was slightly bruised and was sore for
about 3 days.

Just as a note, to fully open his pear, it takes 10 turns of the
screw, which I doubt I or anyone else would survive.

It this was ever inserted anally, I am sure it would be much worse
more quickly.  Hope this helps you out.

Ericka
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