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Electro-torture
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Mikerytel
Senator
Good voltage running through her
A little electrotherapy
twonines
LIMERICUS
In Helmond, the Taliban commander is keen to obtain details of the disposal of the Coalition forces, and by a stroke of fortune, his group captured Captain Eulalia Irvine, when the Jeep she was travelling in was destroyed by an IED and her three companions failed to survive the blast.
Since then, the unfortunate young officer has been transferred deep into rebel held territory, where she has been held naked and hooded for a few days on a meagre diet and just enough water to prevent her from completely dehydrating.
The commander has decided that her morale has been sufficiently dented for her interrogation to begin. The first task was to dry shave her abundant pubic hair, an unpleasant enough experience in itself, and then secure her firmly into the special interrogation chair so kindly provided by his Iranian allies.
This cleverly crafted artefact was made from tubular steel and designed to render its victim completely helpless, with his or her sexual organs perfectly presented to the interrogator.
The Commander has already asked Eulalia a number of questions, which she has refused to answer, and he has attached the first set of electrodes to her nipples. When he has fixed the second set to her labia, he will repeat the questions, and if she fails to answer satisfactorily, the current will surely make the Scots slut dance a Highland reel before it loosens her tongue.
petelobo
Governor
Tay from a classic Cruel World video early in its history being electrotortured for a LONG painful time. She is still the best I've seen at CW for her combination of athleticism, fighting, voicing and a great body for torture.
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Both of them should just admit that they intentionally caused the car accidents and that they will voluntarily work off the punishment in the city brothel.
Kiduttaja
Consul
no-right-to-shoes
Executioner
"All wired up?" Christina teased her friend, admiring her handiwork. Vanessa's naked chest rose and fell with her deep breaths. Her nipples were erect. Well, one nipple. The other one was hidden behind an electrode that was stuck smack in the middle of her breast. She wiggled her bare feet, conductive pads attached to the soles as well.
"I guess", the girl replied nervously, struggling in the stocks. "I just... I've never done this before. Are you sure it's safe?"
"Don't worry", Christina laughed as she connected the wires to a control box. "I've tried it on myself. You'll be fine. I'm going to use the lowest setting. I mean, if you're worried about it being _painful_, there's something we can do."
"What is it?" Vanessa asked. Christina rummaged around in her bag and produced... a massive red rubber ball gag.
"Open wide!" Christina smiled. "Don't want any neighbours calling the police." She forced the gag behind Vanessa's teeth, distorting her face. Christina buckled the straps behind her neck and, smirking, ran her fingers down her skin, across her pointed nipple, down...
"Mmph", Vanessa replied, her eyes following Christina as she walked around the table and connected the wires to a battery.
"We're ready". Christina put her hands on the control box. Her expression suddenly changed. Playful to sinister and... hateful? "Time to suffer, bitch." she grinned.
"Mpphah?" Vanessa's eyes widened. Christina picked up the control box, showing it to the girl. "Thought I'd forget what you did with Max, slut?" She turned the dial up, watching as Vanessa shook her head in panic, wiggling and trying to free herself.
"I haven't even turned it on. What are you worried about?" "Mphpmmh" the girl looked at Christina in panic, with pleading eyes.
"Too late." Christina put the box down. "You're going to pay for what you did, you dumb whore. Couldn't keep your fucking legs closed. Maybe I'll teach you to not fuck other girls' boyfriends ever again."
"I guess", the girl replied nervously, struggling in the stocks. "I just... I've never done this before. Are you sure it's safe?"
"Don't worry", Christina laughed as she connected the wires to a control box. "I've tried it on myself. You'll be fine. I'm going to use the lowest setting. I mean, if you're worried about it being _painful_, there's something we can do."
"What is it?" Vanessa asked. Christina rummaged around in her bag and produced... a massive red rubber ball gag.
"Open wide!" Christina smiled. "Don't want any neighbours calling the police." She forced the gag behind Vanessa's teeth, distorting her face. Christina buckled the straps behind her neck and, smirking, ran her fingers down her skin, across her pointed nipple, down...
"Mmph", Vanessa replied, her eyes following Christina as she walked around the table and connected the wires to a battery.
"We're ready". Christina put her hands on the control box. Her expression suddenly changed. Playful to sinister and... hateful? "Time to suffer, bitch." she grinned.
"Mpphah?" Vanessa's eyes widened. Christina picked up the control box, showing it to the girl. "Thought I'd forget what you did with Max, slut?" She turned the dial up, watching as Vanessa shook her head in panic, wiggling and trying to free herself.
"I haven't even turned it on. What are you worried about?" "Mphpmmh" the girl looked at Christina in panic, with pleading eyes.
"Too late." Christina put the box down. "You're going to pay for what you did, you dumb whore. Couldn't keep your fucking legs closed. Maybe I'll teach you to not fuck other girls' boyfriends ever again."
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Tenterden
Governor
How many lashes did it take to break her
