Katie's frantic cries and pleas faded as I walked the brighty lit main corridor of the underground dungeon. The whole embezzlement thing had made me realize that I needed to stay more in touch with the day-to-day operation of the company. According to the timetable I'd issued that afternoon, Marco would be working on Mina Lari in Room 43 until evening so that's where I headed.
I quietly slipped inside and, I have to say, I was impressed with Marco's technique. Room 43 is a bare room with concrete walls and floor, illumintaed by a single, blindingly bright, spotlight. The only furniture is a wooden pony and there's a few hooks on the ceiling for attaching things to.
Mina was seated upright on the wooden pony. Her ankles were tied to her thighs and her arms were fixed behind her in a reverse prayer position. She had a heavy iron collar around her neck, fixed to the ceiling hooks with two chains so that she was in no danger of choking, but couldn't wiggle more than an inch or so side to side. Her mouth was kept open by an O-ring gag so wide I was amazed her pretty mouth could accept it. Unable to swallow, she was drooling quite a bit. She also had electrical alligator clips attached to her nipples.
What I thought was a nice touch was that Marco had pointed the spotlight right in her face. Blinded by the light and unable to see her tormentor, she'd be even more terrified. I watched as Marco turned a dial on a remote control he was holding. This remote allowed Marco to adjust the voltage from a gentle tingle to burning agony. "YAAAAAAAHHHH!" shrieked Mina as electricity flowed into her body. She bucked and thrashed, until Marco turned down the juice. She panted, covered in sweat, and her long beautiful hair was wild. I did notice wetness on her thighs and on the wooden pony.
"More?" asked Marco.
"Ngo! Hleeef ngo ngaw!" Mina struggled to say through the gag. I had heard enough of this kind of talk to know she'd said "No! Please no more!"
Marco chuckled. "Your mouth says no, but your pussy wants to keep going!"he said and gave her another zap. Finally he noticed I was standing there.
"Oh, hi Jane. What are you doing down here?"
"I just think I should come down more often. Why don't you go home, Marco? I've had you working nights three days straight. I'll take it from here."
Marco smiled and left. I knew his favorite football team was playing that night and he wanted to watch it on TV.
"Now, Miss Mina, you think you've had a bad day down here but you haven't experienced anything yet." Mina whimpered and pleaded incoherently. |