ankles secured to bolts in the floor. He kicked the strung-up man brutally in the groin.

"You will remember where the King's treasure is very shortly, bastard." he shouted.

The voluptuous and naked Rasha was then dragged forward. They forced her arms behind her back, making her clasp her hands together, fingers interlocked. Two men held her as two others bound her fingers and hands severely, from her tiny fists to her wrists with thin wire. She struggled savagely from the pain of it. Both her hands were locked together, her fingers pressed like a vise between her palms. Agony ripped every sinew of her

up her arms. The hellwires buried themselves im

hands, shooting ishly tight

her tender flesh. They continued binding her hands until they looked like a ball of fine wire. Rasha screamed all the while, as her hands and fingers felt a merciless fire burn within them.

Ortiz and his menlaughed as they let her go. She staggered, shrieking in agony trying to free her fingers. She fell on her knees, begging for mercy. She was being cut to the bone.

"Get up and spread your legs, bitch," Ortiz ordered.

Ali Arizza was shouting, "Let the girl alone. She knows nothing. She has done nothing."