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Yes! Only I imagine an hour-glass thing I get to watch while I suffer. But it has been designed to drain over several hours, not just one.

My suffering is so great that every grain of sand deserves its own scream.
I like your version a bit better I think. If you were to know you would be released from it when the hourglass runs out, it would compel you to concentrate on the timer. Rather than resigning yourself to unending pain, you would psychologically count those grains of sand, and time would slow to a crawl.
A lovely addition to a favorite torture of mine.
 
I like your version a bit better I think. If you were to know you would be released from it when the hourglass runs out, it would compel you to concentrate on the timer. Rather than resigning yourself to unending pain, you would psychologically count those grains of sand, and time would slow to a crawl.
A lovely addition to a favorite torture of mine.
Yes I can imagine. After a while and the pain has dulled to an erotic ache one is reduced to following that hourglass.
 
Yes I can imagine. After a while and the pain has dulled to an erotic ache one is reduced to following that hourglass.
Exactly. Because it represents and end to the ordeal.
The torturer could also mess with her mind by entering the room when the sand runs out, but instead of releasing her, he, or she, turns the hourglass over to start all over again, then leave the room. She would be left there a short amount of time to experience helpless frustration of continued suffering, before someone comes back in to release her.
 
Exactly. Because it represents and end to the ordeal.
The torturer could also mess with her mind by entering the room when the sand runs out, but instead of releasing her, he, or she, turns the hourglass over to start all over again, then leave the room. She would be left there a short amount of time to experience helpless frustration of continued suffering, before someone comes back in to release her.
That is just bloody typical of a grade A sadist.
 
I do hope they leave room on those cuffs for second weight to be added later. It's always fun to see the look on their face when the time and weight are doubled.
Some people have a rather alternative definition of ‘fun’. I bet you go down a storm at parties.

On reflection., thinking of some of the parties I have been to, please dont answer that......
 
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Some people have a rather alternative definition of ‘fun’. I bet you go down a storm at parties.

On reflection., thinking of some of the parties I have been to, please dont answer that......
Perhaps fun isn't quite the right word. Stimulating would be more accurate.

Actually, I don't get invited to parties. Don't know why.;)
 
Perhaps fun isn't quite the right word. Stimulating would be more accurate.

Actually, I don't get invited to parties. Don't know why.;)
Hmmm. Well. If its any consolation I suspect my late husband would have thought you have most of the attributes required for the ideal party guest. Sadist?. Check. Inventive? Check. Total bastard? Check. Check.
 
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