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BETSEY’S Execution - part iV
Upon arrival at the death-house at 1900 hrs, the vac-bed was unsealed by Debra and Betsey emerged.
“I think I lost one of my toe rings.” she said.
“We figured as much.” I replied.
“I was right” said Debra producing the toe ring, robe and nylons, along with Betsey’s heels.
“You’ll get those back once you undergo pubis removal” I said.
“What?“
“Pubis removal.” said Debra.
“And that’s my area of expertise, honey” said Sergeant Stella {last name deleted} stepping forward. Stella then explained the procedure to Betsey and its necessity. Betsey said that due to her professional background she understood the fire hazard risk.
“I’ve never done this before, but I’m game.” Betsey said eyes fluttering. “You’ll love it” I said winking.
“Just sit back, relax and do as I say, honey. Gina loved it; Laura found it kinky.” Pillows were placed under Betsey’s shoulders so she could watch what would be done to her next.
Debra with Stella’s assistance coiled rope half-a-dozen times around Betsey’s gams, snug enough to hold Betsey in place but not too tight to cut off circulation. The coils were then looped and tied to the headboard, while her ankles were tied off and looped at the side posts. This caused Betsey’s legs to move back and spread open, fully exposing her. “Have fun you two” Debra said in departing, “I’ll be back.” “We will” Stella said with her hand on Betsey washboard tummy. Betsey was giggling in anticipation. Stella then went to work. She turned the death-house canister vacuum on low suction, and handed the hose nozzle to Betsey whose hands remained free, for the time being. Stella then turned on the electric clippers and instructed Betsey to hold the nozzle wherever she was trimming to pick up clippings. Betsey obliged much to her delight. She kept looking down at Stella throughout the whole process, her glazed, sultry eyes full of lesbian passion. When she finished trimming, Stella took the nozzle from Betsey and gently pushed her down on the prison bed. Again Betsey obliged laying back, resting slightly elevated on the pillows so she could watch. Debra then reentered the room and finished roping up Betsey. Betsey’s wrists were bound, her arms were placed (comfortably this time) over her head, and looped and tied off, again at the headboard. “Having fun aren’t we?”, Debra whispered to Betsey. Betsey moaned in the affirmative.
Attaching a corner attachment to the nozzle, Stella proceeded to vacuum Betsey’s labium, clitoris and vulva causing her victim to squeal and squirm against her binds. By now Betsey’s voice was becoming hoarse from the exertion of the past few days.
“I’m so fatigued from all the orgasms I’ve had over these last few days.” she said. Is she hinting that she’s going to go through with it! I thought. Please, go through with it! Please! “Don’t worry” Debra said, “you’ll have at least one or two more before you’re done here”. Betsey smiled weakly and laughed. Stella continued her work. Bound Betsey just laid there and enjoyed herself. When Stella finished, Betsey was soaked in sweet. Her pubis was gone except for a tiny patch of fur which would be safely away from any electrodes. But we had to make sure. Debra approached her.
“Can we try something, Betsey?”
“What?”
“How well you conduct down there.”
“What?!”
“We want to see how safely you’ll conduct down there for tomorrow morning.”
“Okay, just don’t kill me!”
“That’s up to you, honey.”
“What are you going to use, Debra?”
“Pasty-electrodes on the upper insides of your thighs, for starters, then we’ll see, if it’s alright with you.”
Betsey nodded.
After she hooked up Betsey, Debra activated the TENS unit causing Betsey to lunge against the ropes and yelp. Lowering the voltage, Debra observed Betsey beam a smile at her. Debra then turned off the voltage.
“More?”
Betsey nodded a yes.
Debra then coated both a black plug electrode and Betsey’s labium, vulva and clitoris with KY. She slid in the plug with Betsey looking down, helpless. After hooking up the black plug, Debra again activated then TENS unit, lighting up Betsey who squirmed and struggled against the ropes. I applied a massager for a brief moment. Again Betsey ejaculated, squirming hooting and howling. After the power was turned off, she just laid there and smiled at us, all tied up.
Betsey was completely exhausted when she lay down in her cell adjacent to Death Chamber No. 1. She fell asleep at 2200 hours.
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