...Back inside the sawmill, things

...Back inside the sawmill, things were getting progressively worse for the glamorous sexy secret agent! Not only had Hans turned up the music and was now singing louder and louder, trying to make sure she could hear him over the din of the huge spinning blade, but now he was dancing! Yes, dancing in place, doing some kind of disco, mid 70's kind of funky jive moves. And for a man so graceful dancing with a partner on the floor, he was not dancing very well! It was in fact downright ugly to watch!.

Trouble is, the lovely Mrs. D. faced problem far bigger than a Gong Show worthy dance routine by her demented host; namely, a matter of distance. In particular, the rapidly decreasing distance between her and the spinning blade known as Frau Summensäge! For at that second, there were only 6 inches of daylight left between the edge of the blade and the end of the log; no, make that 5 inches. Then it was 4, 3, 2, 1 and then

VRRRRRRRWWRRRW! The blade bit deeply and determinedly into the log, sending a shower of sawdust in all directions, including over the madly struggling damsel tied upon it! True her forward motion slowed somewhat, but still, the blade was now only 4 inches from her spread ankles. At this rate she figured she had only a matter of seconds before it made it's way up between her legs, cut first into her raised hem, and then into her black thong, and finally herself!

All pretense of keeping a stiff upper lip in the face of certain death went out the window as the edge of the blade started cutting the log between her ankles; it was now making it's way up the inside of her spread legs, which were thrashing wildly against the ropes holding them fast! She screamed into her gag in frustration as she twisted her bound hands every which way she could, but to no avail! She pulled, tugged, tried to move her hips, her waist, her chest, anything, but besides her neck and her fingers, she was held so tightly against the log she could move nothing, not a muscle, not a joint, not a breast, nothing!

As she screamed in utter frustration with a growing sense of terror as the cascade of warm sawdust fell over her, she suddenly thought of her loving husband, sitting at home, waiting for her to return. How would he react when she didn't? How long would he search for her? How long would he grieve? And why, oh why, had she NOT listened to his sound and growing sounder by the vanishing inch advice to give up spying and stay at home with him? As this thought filled her head, she could just barely see the blade's progress through the spray of sawdust; it was now even with her knees. She started to cry; she did not want it to end like this!

She had wanted to die of old age, at home, in bed with the man she loved, and not cut in two by a lunatic and his pet saw!"Why oh why did I not STAY retired?" She sobbed into her gag.

As the blade bit deeper and deeper into the log, it was now even with the last rope on her legs; at her upper thigh just below her raised hem. Had the saw been a lover, instead of a mechanical angel of death, it would have been just about to consummate their love! She pulled hard against the ropes with every fiber of her being, screaming louder and louder into her muffling gag, begging for a miracle, for a chance to go home, to see her husband just one more time!

The saw was now even with the top of her stockings, and was just about to bite into the shortened hem of her short black designer dress.

Mrs. D. now only had a few short seconds to live....

結果 (中文) 1:

...回到里面锯木厂，事情变得越来越差的迷人性感秘密特工!不仅汉斯来了音乐，现在唱歌越来越响亮，试图确保她能听到他喧闹中巨大的旋转叶片，但现在他在跳舞!的在做某种迪斯科，中期 70 种时髦 jive 移动的地方跳舞。对于一个如此优雅，与合作伙伴在地板上跳舞的人，他不在跳舞很好!事实上，这是彻头彻尾的丑恶看!。麻烦的是，可爱的夫人 D.面临问题远比锣秀舞蹈动作值得的她精神错乱的主机;即，短短的距离。特别是，她和称为施密 Summensäge 旋转叶片之间迅速下降的距离!为在那一秒钟，有只 6 英寸的夏时制之间的叶片边缘和日志; 年底离开不，让那 5 英寸。然后它是 4，3，2，1，然后VRRRRRRRWWRRRW!叶片深咬，毅然到日志中，在所有方向上发送洗澡木屑包括在疯狂地挣扎的少女绑在上面!她向前运动减慢，但刀刃仍现在只有 4 英寸从她传播的脚踝，则该值为 true。以这种速度她想她已经只有短短几秒钟内用之前它的方式把她的双腿之间首先削减入她凸起的下摆，然后入她黑色的丁字裤，和最后她自己!保持僵硬的上嘴唇，面临死亡的所有借口都出去窗口随着叶片的边缘开始切割之间她的脚踝; 日志它是现在制作在她张开双腿，针对持有他们快速的绳子剧烈抽动了内线的方式!她扭到她百般绑的双手，她可以但都不得要领，她尖叫着进她插科打诨沮丧!她拉扯，使劲拉，试图将她的臀部，她的腰，她的胸部，移动任何东西，但除了她的脖子，她的手指，她是如此紧针对日志她动弹什么，不肌肉，不联合，不是乳腺癌，什么都没有!如温暖的锯木屑的梯级跌倒她，她尖叫着在绝对的挫折感与日俱增的恐怖，她突然想到她亲爱的丈夫，坐在家里，等着她回来。他会如何反应时她没?他多久会找她?他将伤心多长时间?和为什么，哦，为什么她没有听取他健全和不断增长的测深仪由消失的英寸忠告，放弃从事间谍活动，和他呆在家里吗?这一思想已填补她的头，她只勉强可以看到通过喷雾的木屑; 叶片的进展它是现在甚至与她的膝盖。她开始哭了起来;她不想就这样结束了!她想老死，在家里，躺在床上的人她爱，以及在不被切成两半的疯子和他的宠物看到!"为什么啊为什么我不呆退休?"她哭她的恶作剧。刀片式服务器记录到日志中位越陷越深，它是现在甚至用最后一个绳子上她的双腿;在她大腿上部略低于她凸起的下摆。看到了一个情人，而不是机械的死亡天使，它本来要完善他们的爱!她反对她的人，每个纤维绳索使劲尖叫声越来越进她消声的插科打诨，乞求奇迹，有机会回家，见她的丈夫只是一个更多的时间!看到现在甚至与她的袜子，顶部并正要咬了一口她短黑色设计师的缩短的裙摆。夫人 D.现在只有短短数秒间生活......

結果 (中文) 3:

…在锯木厂，事情对于性感美艳特工越来越糟！不是只有汉斯把音乐和现在唱歌的声音越来越大，要确保她能听见他在巨大的旋转叶片的喧嚣，但现在他在跳舞！是的，跳舞的地方，做一些迪斯科，70年代中期，一种时髦的摇摆动作。而对于一个男人如此优雅的舞蹈与他的合作伙伴在地板上，他是不跳舞很好！它实际上是彻头彻尾的丑陋看！

。麻烦的是，可爱的夫人D.面临的问题比证明值得她疯狂舞蹈主持人远；即，距离的问题。特别是，迅速下降的距离她和旋转的叶片称为夫人summensä阁之间！在那一秒中，只有6英寸的阳光离开的边缘之间的刀片和日志结束，没有，使5英寸。然后是4，3，2，1，然后

vrrrrrrrwwrrrw！刀片深深地插入日志，在所有方向上发送一个淋浴的木屑，包括在疯狂地挣扎的少女绑上！她向前运动的速度有些慢，但仍然，刀片现在只有4英寸，从她的蔓延脚踝。以这样的速度，她觉得她才是往两腿之间只有几秒钟的时间，把第一进她的提高下摆，然后到她黑色的皮带，最后自己！

所有装着咬紧牙关在面临死亡，从窗户出去的叶片的边缘开始切割在她的脚踝的日志；现在是做它的方式到她张开双腿的内侧，并猛烈地抽打着把他们牢牢的绳索！她尖叫到她的堵嘴沮丧的她被绑的双手每一种方式她可以，但无济于事！她拉着，拉着，试图移动她的臀部，她的腰，她的胸部，任何东西，除了她的脖子，她的手指，她紧紧贴日志她可以什么都没有，没有肌肉，没有联合，没有乳房，没有！当她在极度的沮丧中尖叫，随着越来越多的恐惧感，随着温暖的木屑的级联，在她，她突然想起了她爱的丈夫，坐在家里等她回来。当她没有的时候，他会做出怎样的反应？他要找她多久？他会伤心多久？为什么，为什么，她没有听出他的声音和不断健全的消失英寸建议放弃间谍和呆在家里，和他在一起吗？由于这一思想充满了她的头脑，她几乎看不到刀片的进展，通过喷的木屑，现在甚至她的膝盖。她开始哭起来，她不想让它像这样结束！

她想老死的时候，在家里，在床上与她所爱的人，而不是削减在两个疯子和他的宠物了！”为什么我不在退休？”她哭着说她

插科打诨。当刀片越深越深，现在就连她的腿上的最后一根绳子也在她的大腿上，在她下面的大腿上。曾是一个情人，而不是一个机械的死亡天使，它将一直在完善自己的爱！硬拉着她对她每一纤维绳索，尖叫声越来越大，到她消声禁言，乞求一个奇迹，一个机会回家，看到她的丈夫只是一个更多的时间！现在看到的是，即使是在她的袜子的顶部，并刚刚要咬到她的短黑色服装设计师的短缩。现在只有几秒钟的时间了。