Another Night

[Lee Boudine]

Sleep now was the furthest thing from my mind. I was aware of the erection in my Jockey shorts and humiliating Elizabeth was upermost in my mund. It was not that the sexual gratification from raping her would not be very pleasurable, but the process of softening her up for interrogation was like foreplay with the climax yet to come.

"Softening Up" was not a random process. Each iinterrogator had his own method learned from experience. Almost always the first step was to take away the prisoner's clothing by forceful stripping or involuntary undressing.
I prefer intimidating the subject to take off his or her own attire because I believe the act of undressing is more degrading than being stripped.

Never-the-less, nude is nude and we all agree that ' naked prisomers talked more readily than clothed prisoners.

Looking down on Elizabeth sitting naked and helpless, I was ready to now strip her of her self esteem as well as she had been stripped of her clothes.