atop a Y shaped bench. Chains, straps and ropes soon pinned her so tightly that she could hardly breathe. Her lush thighs followed the spread of the Y. Her breasts dangled freely at the sides of the narrow bench. Her legs were bent at the knees till the soles of her feet faced the ceiling. Her calves and ankles were bound to upright posts at the ends of the Y.

Fra Ortiz scraped his nails along the soles of her feet. They were held in place quite firmly. He then raised a thin bamboo wand, and brought it down in a wicked slash on the ball of Rasha's left foot. She had not been regagged after her interogation, and she screamed shrilly. Again and again the rod struck the sole

rapidly,

of her foot. Her toes curled shriek after shriek filled the chamber.

Ortiz stepped back and handed a switch to two of his men, instructing them to take over. Agonizing cries of pain spewed from Rasha's parched throat. Her head weaved from side to side. Tremors and ripples showed on her torso and thighs as she strained to escape the raging agony. Her feet were now swollen and bloody. Shocks of inhuman anguish shot up her spine from the soles of her feet. Ortiz knelt and siezed a hanging breast. He asked her again to speak. The helpless naked young woman could not hear him in her agony. Blood was running down her ankles and calves to her knees.