He felt a hand around his balls.

It pulled them tight and stretched them downward. A steel clamp was fastened around his scrotum, making sure his balls remained painfully stretched. A band was placed around his cock, at the base. The woman reached down and took his flaccid member in her warm hand.

As she ran her hot flesh up and down the now cold member, it began to grow. She kept up her ministrations until he was fully erect and hard as a piece of steel.

"You will stay in that condition until the clamps are released,:" she told him. "It should be very interesting after a while."

She studied him for a while, and then continued: "Some of the worst tortures are those we impose on ourselves. For instance, can you imagine the pain of having to watch someone you love being tormented? That has been known to break even the most obstinate spy."

"Even worse are the tricks a mind can play on itself. There is no known limit to the terror that can go in the human mind. Often, just knowing what torture is going to be inflicted can be worse than the actual torment itself."

"We are going to show you just what a price you must pay for your silly silence. You and your lovely wife."

Next Julie was forced into the room. He watched in enforced silence as she was instructed to put on the clothes she found lying on the floor.

That was Jim first noticed the bundle of black cloth lying at her feet. He had no choice but to sit in painful silence as she began to don the clothes.

First came a black satin bustier. It cinched tightly around her waist and when it was fastened in front, further emphasized her lush figure. Four garters hung down and these were soon fastened to black satin nylons. The stockings were pulled tightly up her long shapely legs, ending below her crotch, and leaving an expanse of white flesh to contrast with the allure of the black.

She was given a pair of open crotch panties, also in black, and extensively festooned with lace. He cringed as his shy bride of only a few days dressed herself like a wanton whore. Her final item of adornment consisted of black patent spike heel sandals. The shoes had three inch high platforms and nine inch high narrow heels. The shoe forced his wife's feet into an extreme arch, thrusting her hips aback and her breasts out as she attempted to maintain her balance. The wide strap across her foot was just behind her toes, and the five brightly appendages stuck out like five red neon signs inviting a randy male to "come fuck me."

Julie was brought over to another arrangement of pipes next to him. Her legs were spread and fastened to rings in the floor. Leather cuffs went around her slender ankles, and chains ran down to the floor, holding her legs spread widely open and her feet tightly to the floor.

A steel pole was fastened to the floor between her legs. A huge black dildoe was attached to the top of the pole. It was raised until it just nestled her fur covered love