The final part of the story 'Love' from the banned book 'Tales Of Depravity'. I managed to get the book made available on several other platforms. Grab a copy before the moral faggots decide you don't have the right to read what you choose:
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Maureen then preyed upon four twelve year
old girls on a daily basis for three months, beating them, mentally torturing
them, sexually abusing and humiliating them.
She ensured they only got three hours sleep per night due to punishment
homework and housework. In a constant
stupor they could never keep up with the barrage of impossible demands made by
Maureen’s colleagues - who only laughed and winked as Maureen was given another
excuse to discipline and punish.
Stripping them naked in front of dozens of leering boys soon woke them
up, leaving them screaming in embarrassment, trying to cover themselves as
Maureen and her colleagues held their arms and parted their legs. Turning them every way, posing them in every
manner, the girls turned crimson and almost died with shame as the boys were
given the opportunity to fondle and grope at their will. These punishments soon got worse, the boys were
soon fucking them. The girls fell
pregnant, the fruits were beaten out of their swollen bellies, as they ran
naked around the assembly hall trying to avoid the stick and the lash. Two girls committed suicide; the other two
never left the mental hospital. The fact
that everyone in the institution was complicit in Maureen’s crimes, even if to
a lesser degree of severity, served only to maintain her impunity as she
humiliated children at shower time, molested four year olds on the toilet when
needing cleaned, abused and raped them with her clitoris, beat them to a pulp
often leaving them to wander the corridors for weeks with gashes and fractures
that were left to heal naturally. Street
children suffered the worst, as they were on no register - the colleagues
turned a blind eye to their disappearance as they did each others and Maureen’s
savagery. The attic filled with little
bodies who prior to their demise were forced to fuck and abuse each other. Yes, now Maureen was having groups of
children gang rape and beat another child senseless - that one victim suffering
for weeks in the attic until it was finally killed in the artificial savagery
as sterile as the institutes corridors.
Up to twelve street children, sometimes with three or four women and
several elderly victims, now dwelt in that horrible attic, in their own ordures
- at the behest of Maureen, several of her more depraved and perverted
colleagues and the outside clients who numbered hundreds. One by one they died in the most horrible
ways: skinnings, immolations, amputations, gougings, eviscerations, beatings
and trepanations (which were always followed with headfuckings). On the latter note, Maureen became reknown
among her victims for clitfucking a hole she drilled into the skull of a victim
- adult or child. Besides this,
beheadings, sometimes posthumous, resulted in her clitfucking the oesophagus
and trachea - both in the head and on the neck still connected to the torso. It was teenage boys who usually, for some
bizarre reason, suffered the most with the head punishments - although they
were often skinned, amputated or burned beforehand.
These horrors continued nonstop for
years, her colleagues being more or less complicit in either turning a blind
eye, or participating partially or fully.
The attic became a room strewn with bones, skulls, rotting corpses,
faeces, vomit and piss - the smell overpowering save for the clientele and
Maureen and her accomplices. It was not
until 1996, when a fifteen year old girl, a twenty year old woman, a seventeen
year old boy and two boys aged eleven with two girls aged ten and twelve,
escaped, did all this come to an end and with it the career of Maureen. The teenage girl had her left hand amputated
and the stump burned, her left eyeball gouged out, her entire body was black
due to being burned, her hair was tousled and melted - she was naked. The twenty year old woman, naked, had all her
fingernails and toenails removed. Her
entire body was covered in cigarette burns, lash marks, bruises and knife slashes. Her inner labia were chopped off as was her
left nipple, her left arm was broken.
The teenage boy had the toes of his left foot cleaved off, his back
burned, his left hand and fingers smashed with a hammer, his right forearm
broken, his jaw was also broken. His
foreskin was crudely circumcised and the penis was festering, he had not a
stitch of clothing to hide what dignity remained after the onslaught of
buggeries by countless men and Maureens passionate tortures he suffered for two
relentless months. The two eleven year
old boys were generally in one piece, naked of course, only suffering knife
slashes and welt marks all over their bodies.
It was these two cunning urchins who managed to breach the locks and
lead everyone away to safety - being skilled thieves before visiting the
institution. The ten year old girl was
in quite a bad way, both arms were cleaved off from the shoulders, the stumps
burned, her head was skinned, her teeth torn out, nipples, clitoris and labia
were removed. She was very week after
three horrific months of rapes and beatings culminating to this horror - her
black and blue body was due to be terminated in three days. The twelve year old girl, in one piece,
helped the younger girl along, both were naked, the elder girl having only
endured three days of fuckeries of every sort.
She was covered in shit, piss and vomit - as is the case for any victim
in the first two weeks. Besides some
severe bruising on the bum due to passionate thrashings, a swollen sphincter
and bruised vagina, badly bruised nipples due to squeezing, she was fine. They made their way onto the streets at
around 5am on a summer morning, hiding in the shadows, when the first commuters
appeared they delivered a shocking sight.
Police and ambulances were called - the sight of uniforms terrified the
victims, and the shocked social workers were sent away in a daze - the sight of
them made the youngest girl die of fright.
Immediate investigations were made, the
teenage girl dying several days later, the boy committing suicide within two
weeks - both still giving a lot of information being the victims for longest
after the deceased youngest girl. Their
stories were horrifying and were kept secret from the press. The two young boys, the twelve year old girl and
woman never mentally recovered, spending the rest of their lives in psychiatric
care - still they gave their stories before psychosis completely ate their
spirits. The institution was shut down,
and further investigations told countless terrible stories of degradation and
abuse by young and old alike. The attic
brought its own horrific revelations, leaving several police officers and
detectives in a mental hospital for six months.
Hundreds of skulls made mountains, bones and ordures littered the floor,
rotting corpses hung all about the room creating a surreal sight. Maureen was arrested, and after putting up a
vicious fistfight with a dozen officers, was dragged off to a women’s prison,
put through a hasty trial and callously sentenced to prison for the rest of her
natural life. The courts, the jury, the
police officers, did not listen to her tragedy.
No one cared about how she was turned into a monster, only reigning abuse
on her head. She was beaten and
humiliated daily in her cell. When she
mentioned these abuses the judge only laughed, the jury jeered, her own defense
mocked her. When she sought clemency and
told her life story - again she was scoffed.
She asked for anonymity in the prison - she was assured her story would
be made known to every female prisoner.
Again Maureen pleaded, this time asking only for compassion, even
impersonal human love - borne through clemency, would do. The judge roared abuse at her, the jury
followed, the prosecution degraded her, her own defence barristers spat in her
face - soon the whole court set upon beating her, led by the judge. Dragged off to jail a bloody mess with all
the hair torn out of her head, her own defence ensured her good eye was gouged
out with a pen blinding her. The judge
broke her fingers, her scars were injured and bleeding, the jury broke her
arms. The prosecution stuffed the cases
papers up her vagina and anus and set them alight. All throughout this ordeal, she screamed for
mercy, begged forgiveness, repented, recanted the story of her making - begging
they punish the evil that made her possible.
Before passing out, in a veil of desperate tears, she asked for
individual, or even a general, impersonal, human love. She got nothing.
Dragged
off to jail with terrible wounds, she sat in her cell for weeks. The doctors gave her crude treatment, the
vaginal and anal burns didn't heal properly, and it was painful to walk. Her fingers didn’t set properly and were
gnarled, her arms healed but not straight - no nurse genuinely nursed her. A wild animal gets better treatment. The women were thirsty to punish her, child
killers, granny killers and sex abusers are not at all welcomed in prisons,
especially women’s prisons. Finally
forced to leave her cell, by the butt of several female prison officers batons,
Maureen wandered blind and terrified among the women. They jeered as she awkwardly bumped into
them, her hands reaching out, only to trip over a step to land on her face. For weeks the prisoners merely teased her,
not touching her, only pushing her, knowing her terror was a sound
torment. Constantly begging for
clemency, constantly repeating that in all her years she only wanted someone to
love, that no one loved her, that this hurt made her hurt in return. Finally they set to beating her, these
beatings lasting for 3 months, Maureen was a mental wreck. At last, her relief came in that final dark
hour. For some days beforehand the
beatings turned into relentless perverted tortures, keeping her awake at night,
the prison officers were long complicit in the savagery. They beat her, skewered her anus and vagina
with knives, removed her beloved and infamous clitoris from the root, gouged
out her tongue - the last word she spoke was ‘Love’ in the sentence “please,
before killing me, just give me love”.
Her whispers were unheard in their savage screaming like hyenas. Deliberately deprived of sleep for five days
in the most intense mental and physical tortures, Maureen had every bone broken
in her body, was hung by the neck over the stairwell where every cell in the
wing could see her dangling corpse. For
three weeks they reveled at the sight, mocking and degrading her, hating her
even in death. Even in death she was
deprived of one thing essential to the good life: Love.
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