iron bands. I was to remain on th e island in solitary confinement and under hard labour.
“ The blacksmith took out a white hot iron from the coals and brought it over to me. He placed it so that I could see it. H e allowed it to cool to red and then blue-red. It was the fleur - de - lys , the symbol of the French state and was a good two inches high. He stood with his free hand on my shaved pubis and applied it to my left arse cheek , holding it in place for some time . I screamed as it burnt my flesh and then I passed out. I came to as a bucket of sea-water was thrown over me. The water felt good, but the salt stung my burn. The pain hit me as if I had been skewered by a sharp sword . The air was full of smoke that stank of burnt meat. It was my flesh that I could smell. I strained to see the mark but it was impossible. T he governor remarked at the fine mark they had made.
“ The blacksmith returned with a white hot number thirty-eight . He applied it to the fleshy mound at the base of my spine, just above where the arse crease appears. I passed out once again. The water revived me, but I was now much weaker.
“ After these first t wo brands the air was thick with the smoke from my flesh. It was stiflingly hot inside and the governor and Danielle had gone outside for air. The blacksmith took pity on me and threw another bucket of water over me. My lower body was racked with pain.
“ Eventually the governor and Danielle returned, chatting as if at some function or dinner. They remained behind me as the blacksmith brought over a white hot “TF” for me to see. It seemed huge at three inches across. They told me that as I had been sentenced to ‘ travaux forcées ’ and that I w ould be marked a ccordingly. The iron disappeared behind me and then I felt it on my backside. I screamed as it burnt into my right cheek for several seconds, but I did not pass out this time. Danielle loved the mark and remarked at how deep I’d been branded. My whole body was racked in pain and m y arms were completely numb. ”
“ They left again to go outside. What was next? That was three brands. Another splash of water hit my back and cooled my arse. I was told it would soon be over, they were now going to ring me. I was only half listening and did not understand what he was saying. The governor and Danielle returned, this time to my front. Danielle was obviously enjoying the whole procedure.
“ The blacksmith came back with a pair of tongs. These had flat round ends with a hole in them. He pinched my first nipple with them aligning the holes in the middle of the areoles. The second blacksmith handed him a thick red hot needle. He passed the needle through the holes in the tongs and through to the other side, piercing and burning a hole through the base of my nipple. I did not complain, watching almost detached from it all as if they weren’t my breasts. They pierced the other nipple in the same manner. Two heavy inch and a half wide open iron rings were then threaded through the holes left in my flesh. I felt my breasts droop slightly under their weight.
“ I was released from the frame and m y wrists were reattached behind my back. I sunk to my knees in front of the governor and Danielle . I was told that I would be whipped in front of Danielle before she left that afternoon. They both left and the two blacksmiths helped me over to the anvil . I knelt down again with my breasts on the anvil. A fter they had twist ed the ring s in my nipples through ninety degrees they hammered them shut. I ’d suffered badly and I fainted and fell on the floor.
“ I was woken by more cold water , to discover I had been put in an iron yoke . They had attached two short chains to my nipple rings that met in ring. A longer chain was attached to this and a guard pulled on it to get me up. He led me out by this chain into the courtyard. After attaching the chain to the top of a post and pulling it tight so that I was on my toes, I was whipped
“ The blacksmith took out a white hot iron from the coals and brought it over to me. He placed it so that I could see it. H e allowed it to cool to red and then blue-red. It was the fleur - de - lys , the symbol of the French state and was a good two inches high. He stood with his free hand on my shaved pubis and applied it to my left arse cheek , holding it in place for some time . I screamed as it burnt my flesh and then I passed out. I came to as a bucket of sea-water was thrown over me. The water felt good, but the salt stung my burn. The pain hit me as if I had been skewered by a sharp sword . The air was full of smoke that stank of burnt meat. It was my flesh that I could smell. I strained to see the mark but it was impossible. T he governor remarked at the fine mark they had made.
“ The blacksmith returned with a white hot number thirty-eight . He applied it to the fleshy mound at the base of my spine, just above where the arse crease appears. I passed out once again. The water revived me, but I was now much weaker.
“ After these first t wo brands the air was thick with the smoke from my flesh. It was stiflingly hot inside and the governor and Danielle had gone outside for air. The blacksmith took pity on me and threw another bucket of water over me. My lower body was racked with pain.
“ Eventually the governor and Danielle returned, chatting as if at some function or dinner. They remained behind me as the blacksmith brought over a white hot “TF” for me to see. It seemed huge at three inches across. They told me that as I had been sentenced to ‘ travaux forcées ’ and that I w ould be marked a ccordingly. The iron disappeared behind me and then I felt it on my backside. I screamed as it burnt into my right cheek for several seconds, but I did not pass out this time. Danielle loved the mark and remarked at how deep I’d been branded. My whole body was racked in pain and m y arms were completely numb. ”
“ They left again to go outside. What was next? That was three brands. Another splash of water hit my back and cooled my arse. I was told it would soon be over, they were now going to ring me. I was only half listening and did not understand what he was saying. The governor and Danielle returned, this time to my front. Danielle was obviously enjoying the whole procedure.
“ The blacksmith came back with a pair of tongs. These had flat round ends with a hole in them. He pinched my first nipple with them aligning the holes in the middle of the areoles. The second blacksmith handed him a thick red hot needle. He passed the needle through the holes in the tongs and through to the other side, piercing and burning a hole through the base of my nipple. I did not complain, watching almost detached from it all as if they weren’t my breasts. They pierced the other nipple in the same manner. Two heavy inch and a half wide open iron rings were then threaded through the holes left in my flesh. I felt my breasts droop slightly under their weight.
“ I was released from the frame and m y wrists were reattached behind my back. I sunk to my knees in front of the governor and Danielle . I was told that I would be whipped in front of Danielle before she left that afternoon. They both left and the two blacksmiths helped me over to the anvil . I knelt down again with my breasts on the anvil. A fter they had twist ed the ring s in my nipples through ninety degrees they hammered them shut. I ’d suffered badly and I fainted and fell on the floor.
“ I was woken by more cold water , to discover I had been put in an iron yoke . They had attached two short chains to my nipple rings that met in ring. A longer chain was attached to this and a guard pulled on it to get me up. He led me out by this chain into the courtyard. After attaching the chain to the top of a post and pulling it tight so that I was on my toes, I was whipped
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