Two powerful laundry woman came to untie, wash, shave and oil the girl, teasing, oiling and fingering the holes between her legs until she was supple.... Next day, Matilda resisted again and was tied again, this time using one of the slave masters’ special positions. Matilda was put on her knees, with a cushion on the chest at the head of his bed and her arms fixed with the silk cords. The ties on her wrists and elbows forced her to kneel. He used the small of her back to hold the warm oil and. Susan now stood over the prone figure in the street, "I could killyou, you fucking bastard. I could crush your head right now." Sheraised the bat over her head as if to do just that as Turk trackedthe bat with his one visible but bloody eye. Turk shook his head,grunting for forgiveness, his battered eye wild with fright. On the other side of the street three of Turk's companions lined upand prepared to rush the woman with the bat when her eye fell uponthem. "Oh no you are not!" she. We use the most skilled torturers who knowthat women are a lot tougher than men and have to be hurt really badly to makethem talk. There's also a doctor in the room to make sure they don't die. Thoughof course once it starts, they beg to be killed. The Colonel will be readyfor you in a few minutes. Oh and by the way Corporal Pereira will be doingany electrical torture he wants doing. I think your friend here has been verylucky." Diana's body left the bed for a few moments and twisted in the air. I grew up in a protected household. Not exposed to boys much. Not really interested in boys until after what happened in this story. I went to a private all girls high school and was more interested in sports and academics than boys. Then at seventeen I suddenly, or so it seemed to me, I bloomed. Almost overnight I developed breasts, I mean real breasts. I lost the braces, got contacts and my skin cleared up. I started having these real weird feelings. I began masturbating. I suddenly began.