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So... time to start the questioning... Here's my suggestion of a direction for the story...
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The guards grabbed poor little Juanita and threw her down a stair, down to a concrete cellar where they marched her to a heavy metal door... taking her inside, towards the brightly lighted metal table... The tools that were laid out on the small trolley beside the table made Juanita shiver. A magneto... Needles of varying sizes, clamps, sclips, some strangely designed batons, a few of them thin and one of them thick, all made of metal with wires connected to them and slightly curved, and all with inslulated handles to be held comfortably by the torturer while the victim, she, screamed out in misery and despeartion... She pictured herself crying, tears splashing down on the tiled floor... convulsing in the pain that the man inflicted on her most sensitive places... on her clit, her cervix... Screaming, begging them to stop but of course they did not stop, why should they... They continued... There was an audience in the room as well... Both men and women were watching and listening, bretahing heavily from sexual excitement... They actually seemed to enjoy watching and listening to the torture, laughing softly at her useless protests and pleas... And they smiled as she urinated from the pain... Even when she had betrayed all her loved ones and screamed out the names, and the adresses where they hid, the torture continued... it never stopped... And there was no way out for poor, poor Juanita... no way at all... She could not stop it from happening... while the audience laughed at her...
/Electrosadist
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This is a branch from thread 'Interrogation of Juanita', it starts with Electrosadist's post, which was the 10th post - if you wish to read the background!
I know Electrosadist is hoping for role play partner to further develop his ideas.
cariad
