>>4179 is me, and I apologize for taking so long. Also, what the fuck. GC needs a good cleaning of its wounds.
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"No... what is this... why are these things.." Jean's voice trailed. She saw the small circular platform on the assembly line in front of her, with 4 shackles on its rim and a giant metal H jutting out of it.
And the background behind it: the massive chamber filled by many paddles and hollowed rods, lingering above the not-yet-moving belt.

"Put her on." My men hoisted her as she screamed.
"PLEASE NOOOO NO NON NONONONOOO NOOHO PLEASE NO GOD WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO ME PLEASE NO I'LL GIVE YOU WHATEVER YOU WANT!" She had nothing to give us.
Her leg was just the same length as the metal post. Her ankles and wrists were shackled and her waist.

The circular platform started rotating, and then the assembly belt started moving.
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{{OK. I need to go soon and don't have much time so this will be an ending that only sums up what happens and then, when I ever if in this life get the chance, write out this story again in much more detail.}}
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One scream after another and endless pleading. It started... "slow" though she wouldn't call it that. Her body was shaking fast. As soon as the belt was moving, she was facing a guantlet of men who spanked her bum and slapped her face, but only a smack every few minutes on her first ride. It only got worse from there.

On her second orbit, the whips came out, and her back was flogged. Then we'd eventually pause the belt, and she just spun in place getting whipped. Many maggots and earthworms and then a massive rod was shoved into her ass. The other end of it was clamped by basically a an industrial vibrator, turning the whole rod sticking from her ass into a giant shaking metal stick.
Near the end of her 2nd orbit, a lot of freezing water was poured on her.
At the same point during the 3rd orbit, it was steaming hot. It was pouring like a waterfall for her to slowly spin through.
"AAAHHH NO AHHH IT HURRRRRTS PLLLEEEEE AHHHH" she slowly crawled through.
Eventually it was oil we just surprised her with.

Once she was sufficiently broken but not fatally wounded, we let her just spin around in her merry-go-round of Hell for 12 unsupervised hours, and the latter 11 of them she had to see many awful things besides the tools of her torments... the bodies of her loved ones hung upside down from the ceiling kept her company. Of course there were cameras the whole while.

We finally promised her that she could die and unbound her from the metal H posted in her spinning Hell. She thanked us immensely for finally freeing her from Life and then we tied her back on, except facing up so her belly was facing up and her head was looking up to face outwards. Her torture continued again, and this time, we didn't turn the machine off. We sometimes paused it, to operate complex machinery, and fed her or hosed her down over the rest of her life to keep her in pain.