Posted by Jamie on February 07, 2000 at 03:56:38:
JUST A PERIODIC REMINDER.
THESE STORIES ARE CONCERNED WITH DEATH AND ANY OTHER THEME IS ANCILLIARY TO THAT CENTRAL PURPOSE.
THEY ARE NOT TORTURE STORIES AND ARE CERTAINLY NOT INTENDED TO PORTRAY SEXUAL EXPLOITATION.
FINALLY OUR LOVELY YOUNG STARS ARE AGED SUCH AS TO POSE NO LEGAL COMPLICATIONS IN WHATEVER JURISDICTION THE READER MAY LIVE.
THE LESSON PT 1
BY JAMIE
It was the second time I had attended a meeting with the Governor, Central Region Feeder School, Bureau of Female Population Control to discuss the need to educate sectors of the public about the need for and methods used to process girls under the Control Act of 2404.
On the last occasion, you will recall, I devised a novel method of providing additional excitement for a client as he processed a selected girl by strangling her in absolute darkness, a method which had resulted in great revenue accruing to the state and my Division, Manual Respiratory Deprivation, achieving new levels in its quota requirements.
‘Now, Richard,’ it was the Governor himself speaking to me, ‘once again we find these trendy left wing teachers refusing to give thorough lessons in segregated girl’s schools on subjects with which they politically disagree.
‘They do not have to agree with the policy of clients being able to select girls for fee to cull, but they are part of the State and should support its laws.
‘Anyway, their bloody Union, apart from banning further lessons to the girls in class rooms, has passed a resolution calling of the State Presidium to abandon this revenue raising scheme, pays their bloody Commo wages it does, and demands that the State humanely culls excess females in disposal units set up for the purpose and that our selection schools be closed.
‘Dashed cheek, I say.’
Always long winded and pompous was the Governor.
‘So Richard, the Zone Governors have decided that as it is necessary for girls approaching eligible age to learn of their duty and to have the realities of the cull demystified and to be at least partly desensitised to the prospect of themselves being chosen to undergo processing, we are organising periodic lectures followed by demonstrations of processing at specially set up lecture stadiums which will hold over one hundred thousand girls.
‘Now, as you are one of our senior Directors and experienced in conducting promotions, we would like you to select a girl from here to take with you for demonstration purposes after the Zone Fairness and Equity Magistrate has given the girls a lecture on how fair and reasonable the program is.
‘Of course the girls will not be able to personally associate themselves with a demonstration of a girl already selected for the program because of her outstanding beauty, so we want you to do a second demonstration on a girl chosen by the Merit Panel form amongst those at the lectures.
‘We will leave it to you to decide how the girls should be killed, but remember that you will have to do it such that the two girls are well displayed to the vision expanders so that all the students can see exactly what is happening to them as they die.’
And with that I was dismissed to get on with it.
The stadium where the lecture and demonstrations took place was exactly that, a stadium where normally mortal combat bouts were staged. The stage or ring area was surrounded by tiered seats for one hundred and twenty thousand spectators, each seat having a flat screen monitor fitted so that one could watch with great clarity what was happening on stage as well as see it live.
As the Magistrate departed, having told the girls of their duty to society and to women in particular and of the need for the money for family advancement they would earn the State if they were chosen to participate in the program, a single object rose up from beneath the boxed in stage, a single padded bench covered with a tight white sheet.
From another trapdoor I emerged with a very lovely white skinned dark haired girl dressed only in a short satin gown drawn at the waist by a girdle of similar material, the standard gown worn by all girls who had received their final preparation and medication prior to processing.
‘Good morning girls, let me introduce the two of us to you,, I began my part of the lesson. ‘If I may be ungentlemanly, I will tell you about myself first.
‘My name is Richard and I am the Director of a division in your local feeder area selection school. My specialty is to assist clients in the processing of selected girls by respiratory deprivation. The most common way girls undergo processing by this method is manual strangulation as this involves for the client the pleasure of personal flesh to flesh contact with his chosen girl.
‘Now this is far from the most painful way for a girl to be culled although it does cause her quite considerable discomfort before she looses unconsciousness.
‘Manual strangulation has in fact now become the most popular way to process girls in this region and so we have decided to demonstrate that method of culling girls with, of course, the assistance of our lovely selectee here, Gail Oxley.
‘Now, girls, the most common way for a selected girl to be presented to her culler for manual strangulation is upright, that is standing, sitting or, very popular these days, kneeling before him. Where the girl is sitting or kneeling she is obviously fully elevated such that her face is approximately level with her processor’s eyes in order that he can conveniently monitor her progress.
‘But, girls, the purpose of this demonstration today is not that I, Gail’s processor, can watch her as she undergoes her transition, but in order that you can gather a better understanding of what will be involved should any of you be called upon to be of service to the State.
‘Therefore I will be processing Gail while she is in the prone position.
‘From the girl’s point of view the prone position is good as her neck can lie completely relaxed as the pressure is applied to her throat by the client’s thumbs thus minimising her bruising and therefore her pain. Oh, Gail will suffer, I am afraid, and as you will all see from her struggles, but it is somewhat less comfortable for a girl standing as the tension in the muscles and sinews in her neck resist the intrusion into her throat, thus increasing her pain.
‘It is the feel and sight of these neck structures under a cullers hands that gives him much of the pleasure in strangling a girl with her head held erect and thus the popularity of the method.
‘The other thing we want you to glean from this demonstration, girls, is the control of our beautiful young guest Gail will display as she is positioned for her processing, the way, despite her very great fear at what she must suffer, she can cooperate in that which her State has deemed she must endure.
‘It is to this, girls, this willingness to accept your role if called upon to which you must offer Gail’s sacrifice.’
This corny line had its purpose as we shall see later.
‘Now, honey,’ I said turning to the terrified girl standing next to me, trembling in silence as I talked of her pending awful death, ‘please be a dear and undress for us then climb up on the gurney and I will secure your arms and legs.
‘Girls,’ I continued, ‘it is very rare indeed that a selectee is processed while wearing any clothing so I would have asked Gail to be naked for you in any event. But the main reason is that I want you to be able to observe her body as she suffers her pain and the stress of asphyxiation as well as what happens to a strangled girl as she actually dies. Only a naked girl can do this for you.’
Gail was indeed proving to have the courage I hoped she would have when I chose her. I was reluctant to ask Gail to undergo processing in this demonstration as I had coveted her for myself as a bonus girl, but my needs must be subservient to those of the State. As I was saying, this courage allowed her to quite serenely divest herself of her little gown and mount the table making a truly lovely display as her long legs swung up onto the white linen surface where I would kill her.
‘You may think,’ I resumed as I commenced to secure the girl’s wrists and slim ankles to the restraining straps, ‘that I am being cruel to Gail in rendering her helpless to resist what I am going to do to her over the next few minutes. The truth is, girls, that if she is allowed to use her hands to interfere with her strangulation she will be hurt far more by me having to divert force to her neck to control her. It is important for the girl that all force used on her is devoted solely to her strangulation and not otherwise.’
I moved to the head of the table and, placing my fingers under Gail’s neck and lifting, I tilted her head back thus curving her throat in a long gentle sweet arch. I was then able to encircle her neck with my hands and rest my thumbs comfortably on the smooth surface of her throat ready to strangle her.
‘Similarly,’ I continued with my tutorial, ‘if her legs are free to assist her in her struggles, her whole body will be working against what I have to do to help her through to her transition, thus causing her more bruising and pain. It is kinder to a girl to render her helpless even if initially it causes her considerable stress as she is bound in preparation for her processing.
‘So girls, enough of my talk. Would you all please now watch your personal screens as I begin Gail’s processing. Watch if you would, her face and eyes for the earliest signs of asphyxiation and when they are well established, for the manifestations of pain developing into pre death convulsions in her body.’
And so my patient listener to all these stories of those days, it began. I know you have heard so many times now the details of what happens to a girl as she was strangled to death so there is no need to repeat it all again here. In any event this telling is about my giving of much needed lessons to girls who may have been called upon to offer themselves to the needs of the greater society so we will concentrate upon that part of this event in my life.
But I must say Gail did die beautifully.
She took the best part of a minute to begin her struggles against her processing obviously accepting the pain as her throat began to be deeply bruised by my thumbs pressing into it and only surrendering to the true and horrid agony which is the lot of a girl undergoing strangulation, the pain in her chest born of her desperate need of air.
Yes, it was a good death for initiate girls to watch for even her death throes were gentle albeit quite long, the trembling at her passing persisting in the long muscles along her stomach and, sexually, her inner thighs.
‘Now girls,’ I resumed over the address system as Gail’s lifeless body was being removed by attendants, ‘you will remember that my first message to you, a message so courageously reinforced by Gail in the way she conducted herself right through to her death, was that girls born amongst the planet’s most beautiful must be prepared, if called upon, to be brave in that duty.
‘Come on now people, all who agree that they have this duty to the State in the event they are called raise their hands now. Let everyone see your acceptance of the duty of the beautiful to the welfare of the people!!’
Of course I knew that over sixty percent of the girls in that stadium knew that they were no where near beautiful enough to ever be selected for the draft by an assessment panel so they all willingly held their hands high while all the beautiful amongst them would have felt like cowards in the eyes of their friends if they did not.
The acceptance of “The Pledge of Courage” was unanimous.
Then the Magistrate came back to the stage.
And I finalised in my mind how the real demonstration this night would be orchestrated.