aside and said, "I believe that she is speaking the truth, but we must be certain. Let her be thrashed now, then you can take her to your dungeon and make sure that she knows nothing.'

The priests returned to their respective seats to watch the chastisement of the naked beauty. One of the men took up a springy rubber whip. Rasha was unable to see him because of her bent position. Suddenly the whip cracked across her upthrust buttocks. Rasha uttered a shriek of pain. She tugged at her plaited braids frantically. The Whip whistled again, and curled about her naked waist. She wailed in her agony as her fingers worked rapidly, high on

her back, trying to release her hands. Again and again the lash landed bitingly into her bare flesh. Her cries became choked cries of total anguish. The men took turns flogging her with sadistic glee. Her hips, buttocks and thighs were wickedly bruised from the terrible whip. Her cunt and ass-hole were not spared. When the martyred young woman finally fainted, she was released from the iron bar, her thumbs still bound to her throbbing breasts. She was taken to a dark and lonely cell for the night. They came for her early the next morning. Two giant negros, wholly nude, dragged her from the cell. They were Senegalese, picked for their ruthlessness and also for their massive cocks