According to instructions from the ticket booth, Lena took off her panties and hid them in her purse before mounting the ride. Bare plastic between her thighs felt annoying, and she mentally rated the ride 4/10 before the carousel took off, throwing its riders nearly horizontal, forcing her to grip onto the handles - and then the promised iron spike rose up right into her slit, quickly making her forget about everything else first with erotic pleasure, as it was ribbed and vibrating on top of everything, then pain as it methodically went through her cervix, her womb and then through her internal organs, as she was kept on the ride pressed into it by centrifugal force.

"Fine, 6/10" was her last thought as she bled out from the spike rupturing her heart.