suffering so intensely in so many intimate and sensitive places that she hardly knew what she was doing. The pain seemed to get worse with every motion and every passing second, and she had no way of knowing if this torture would ever end. This punishment must be worse than any crime she had committed.

Finally the triangular plate was held to her arotch only by the bottom-most cerner, way down between her straining thighs. She felt as if her whole lower torso was being split in half by the tearing thrusts of the ecne in her anal sphincter, and her nipples seemed about to be yanked off her tortured breasts. With one last violent upward lunge, the final hairs were dragged out of the lips of her vulva. Viski shrieked in agony and the fitted plate dropped from between her legs onto the floor. Even though her whole lower belly still hurt horribly, she sensed that the worst was now over and that she had survived the torment of this ordeal.

Walter crudely fingered the girl's vulva, making sure that all the hair had been torn out, leaving her naked in this most intimate area. Vicki tried to cringe away from his touch, but was held immovable by the cone still probing deep into her rectum.

Leaving the pinching weights still dangling from her bruised nipples, Walter now lifted Vicki up off her rectal impalement and allowed her to slump to the floor in complete mental and physical exhaustion. She needed a little rest in order to be able to endure her next session of sexual torment. This would be inspired and supervised by Trask Potter, the father of the teen-age girl she had tried to seduce into Lesbian perversion after rendering her helpless with narcotics.

When Trask Potter came down to the cellar an hour or so later, he found Vicki still huddled in her helpless misery on the floor. Her pubic area was all bare and inflamed from having its thick clump of hair pulled out forcibly. Her breasts, still extruded through the small holes in her compression-bra, were swollen to enormous size outside the constricting holes in the broad leather strap. Her whole body was covered with livid welts from the long frequent beatings she had endured.

After having been shown all the bizarre gadgets and equipment in Walter's collection, Trask had spent most of the intervening hours dreaming up the best way to use the available instruments of sexual torment to punish their guilty prisoner. Now he thought he had figured out a way to give Vicki the maximum amount of sex-linked pain and humiliation as proof of how much he detested what she had tried with his young daughter.

The odd contraption he selected was

a broad, half-round piece of metal, curved to fit snugly up between a girl's slightly spread thighs and conforming to the curve extending down from her lower belly, passing through her crotch, and extending up behind between her buttocks. The upper surface of this item was studded with dozens of tiny sharp points, and there were straps on each end for fastening it securely in place.

Crossing this crotch-piece were two metal horns jutting out laterally, with straps at the ends for fastening around each upper thigh just below the wearer's crotch. And in the upper surface of the crotch-piece were threaded holes into which dildoes could be screwed and held securely. Now Trask was all set to put this instrument of torment on Vicki.