which could actually torture a woman to death. She was taken to the torture chamber. The naked Rasha cried hysterically.

Fra Ortiz stood beside a low lesther covered bench, leering at her. She saw numerous thin straps at the sides of the devilish divan.

The thongs were cut from her swollen and bleeding thumbs, but the ends still remained fastened to her tormented nip ples. They forced the struggling and screaming Rasha down on her back atop the bench. They fastened her to it painfully. The straps buried themselves in her arms from wrists to arm-pits, they were pulled so tight. Straps glued her to the bench, above and below her breasts. The suffer-