The next setup was prepared.
While she was out, he moved things around. He like the horizontal position a bit better actually. Less strain on the body physically, more focus on the electro torture. He was sure he could break her like this.
She wakes up. She slowly came to, only to realize it was not a dream, she was still in the same torture room. Her wrists were sore, but she was much more comfortable now. That was a relief, it was hard to take the added punishment on the upright rack.
That won't make the electricity any easier though. Her lovely body. He just couldn't believe how sexy her toned athletic body was on the metal rack. She was sweating profusely, and it drove him nuts to see this. He couldn't wait to get back to work on her.
She patiently waited. She tried to hide all emotion, but she was going nuts on the inside as she lay there waiting. They are far from done with her, and she knows it. She is going to have to endure a lot more electro-torture, and she's not sure if her training has prepared her for what's to come.
The torturer arrived with some new toys for her. He placed one of them on her chest, as an act of cruelty, while he prepared the wires.
The look of fear showed on her face, she knew where that was going. It rose and fell as her breathing became heavier.
She gets wired. He finished the wiring, one ground to the frame, and one red wired for the probe.
He wastes no time lubing it with conductive jelly and inserting it. She doesn't struggle too much, she knows it's hopeless. He is now ready to see if she can stand a dose of electricity directly to her core.
The current starts on the electro-bed. Oh Jesus, she thought as the torturer turned the knob.
The current surged into her body, it became rigid and lifted off the frame. All of her muscular definition was highlighted by the glare and sweat as she hovered there vibrating.
The power forced a long animalistic grunt from her. "Hugggnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn".
The next level. The torturer takes her to the next level. She takes a hard increase in current and her body is pounded as the metal bonds cling and clang from her shaking.
She gathers the strength to let out a loud , "HHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGHGHGHGHGHHGHG".
She hears the snap, crackle and pop of the current arcing between the metal components beneath her. She tried to collect her thoughts, and wonders how much she can take. She becomes silent.
He keeps her writhing, there is no end in sight. As she runs out of air, her mouth stays wide open in silence, and she wonders if she is going to die here. Is this how it's going to end, as a sweaty tortured mess under then enjoyment of a sick minded torturer. The pain is diminishing into numbness, she is unable to control herself, she remains rigid and vibrating and slowly losing her thoughts.
When the next increase comes, her muscles reach their limit. He gives her another increase, and she feels her body tighten harder as she struggles for consciousness. This is well beyond productive interrogation, but he can't bring himself to turn off the current. He marvels as her muscle tone as all of her body parts are straining against the current. Her beautiful abs clench harder as he gives her the final increase.
The last jolt was too much for her, she loses all control, all consciousness, her body gives up fighting. Her lungs can no longer push air, she is under the complete hold of the electricity.
Her heart has arrested, and anxiously awaits for the current to stop. When he snaps out of his daze, he realizes he took her too far. He sees that her teeth are clenched, eyes rolled back. She is out.
He finally releases her. Her sweaty heap collapses back onto the frame, and bounces subtly when it lands on the grill. She then remains still, except for slight twitching, the after effects on her muscles taking such an electric punishment. He went too far, this was outside of the protocol.
He momentarily marveled at her beauty as she lay there still. Then panic set in. He had gone too far, he felt the guilt as well as the fear. What if she was dead? He had never killed anyone before, not to mention the punishment he would suffer if he accidentally terminated his victim. He waited another moment, then decided what he would do.
He hopes to revive her. Time was of the essence. He quickly removed the internal probe, then dug through his toolbox and found two wide electrodes. They commonly stuck these on various parts of the body. He put one above and one below her breasts, and wired them up. She had been out for almost a minute. He could only hope this would work. He gave her one last look, she had been through so much, she was quite a determined woman to take all that torture. He admired that.
The first shot to the heart. He takes a deep breath, and hopes for the best. He adjusts the knob to 70%, and flips the switch. The current strikes her chest like lightning, and lifts her off the frame by her rib cage. A loud gasp comes out, "Huuuuughghghg!". She flops back down, but still no movement.
Another jolt. He raises it to 80%. "Come on!", he said. He flips the switch again. She lets out another gasp, and her chest heaves upwards again. She is released after a moment, and bounces back down on the frame. He waits a second, two, three, still nothing. He's getting worried.
He completely sympathizes with her now. She is a strong woman, she doesn't deserve to go like this. He hoped she would come to. But nothing. He watched her sweaty sunken belly, hoping it would start to rise and fall with breath, but it didn't.
Completely convinced all was lost, and in a final act of desperation, he turns the knob to full. He blasts her body again for a full 3 seconds. Somehow, a little bit of air is forced from her lungs as he hears a soft involuntary grunt, "Hhhhnnn...". He kills the current, and she falls back to the frame. Just as his last glimmer of hope was about to fade, her chest spasms twice with a small cough, and begins the rhythmic rise and fall of her breathing. They were both lucky, she had been revived.
Rest at last. He counts his blessings, that was too close! He removes the wiring from her, and watches her in her unconscious rest. He had better let her recover a while before doing anything else. He is greatly relieved that he will not have to suffer the consequences of losing his victim. As he watches her, he realizes that his admiration and lust for her is growing. He sympathizes with her predicament, he has never felt this before.
She escaped her harsh world to a vivid dream. She lay there, floating on clear blue water in what seemed like an endless pool in all directions. She was completely alone, relaxed, and at peace. She escaped her torture to this place in her mind and wished to stay there forever.
She starts to notice soft muffled voices coming from a distance. Suddenly, she realizes she is no longer floating on water, but starting to rise into the air. Her shoulders start to ache, her muscles burn a bit. Pain and discomfort is returning as a sensation she wished to no longer feel.
She loses the dream. Suddenly, she is no longer aware of water below her. She feels pain, and suffering and anguish. Anger and sadness. All the feelings return as she comes out of her dream.
(continues)
My first thought when I unpacked it was: 'Wait, I have seen this somewhere else before!'
