Shanghai Interrogation

‘Yiiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaahhh!'

‘Again'

‘No, no please... mercy... not there, pleeeese not there, ple.... Iiiiiiiaaaaah! '

Ropes creaked and the splayed figure hanging between the thick posts arched and surged in another spasm of agony as the carefully heated rod touched the wrinkled brown rosette of her anus for the second time.

‘Where is he...? Where did he go...? Tell me or it will be worse... my men have barely started yet...'

The woman lifted her head; eyes glazed with agony and the strain of her bonds and stared at the man who'd spoken. ‘Regret master, cannot help, I do not know answers you seek...'

Colonel Lui of the Shanghai Militia nodded, his flat, impassive features studying the woman's naked body like a surgeon. She had been bound with exquisite care, first, her wrists crossed and bound tightly behind her back then ropes wrapped round her upper arms linking them together and forcing her shoulder blades back. Finally, the careful suspension, lifting her into the air but making sure her weight was spread between the ropes binding arms and wrists. Of course, she'd cried a little when they first hoisted her into the air, but then women usually did as they finally understood the kind of agony to come as the ropes began their cruel work.

She'd cried even more as his men bent her knees, spreading her legs wide apart and lifting each ankle shoulder high before binding it against one of the thick wooden pillars. Finally the humiliation of more ropes round her knees, holding them bent up towards and also tied to the pillars so she seemed to be sitting in mid air, splayed open and helpless.

Only in her early twenties the woman was young and fit with a beautiful figure, although now her smooth, pale creamy skin was blotched and marked with the weals and bruises of her first beating at the hands of the soldiers some three hours before. Deliberately, the colonel's men had left her able to move a little, just enough to be able to react for their pleasure... although every twist and jerk brought fresh, throbbing pain to her joints and the places where the ropes cut into her flesh.

Colonel Lui's domain was a place of careful, obscene agony. The heavy, carved beams and thick pillars were all painted the same, dull scarlet, broken only by gilded symbols and motifs at the top of each pillar. Hanging bulbs in dirty white enamelled shades cast pools of light onto the ancient stone floor slabs leaving the edges of the chamber and the roof above in deep shadow. A bluish haze of smoke rising from the braziers and bowls of charcoal on their metal stands added to the cloying, sticky heat.

Ropes and cords hung in carefully tied hanks next to racks holding bamboo and rattan canes of different lengths and thicknesses. On tables against the walls were the other tools and devices used by the colonel and his men; the different metal implements and probes, some slim, some thick and rounded, but most made of brass or copper for quicker heating in the coals. Behind them the longer, thicker copper rods, their ends domed and shaped in the likeness of an erect penis for the slower and more deliberate torture of a woman.

Only just visible in the gloom stood other, larger items; the stocks and restraint stools, the whipping frames and the thick upright bamboo stakes each one cut to a diagonal point that a prisoner could be lowered onto with such exquisite care. On another table were the colonel's special tools; long nosed pliers, razor sharp blades and forceps, and the lacquered boxes of polished bamboo slivers and sets of gleaming metal needles he used for applying precise, delicate agony to the most sensitive places.

For the moment the colonel was content to use a single metal probe, now coming up to heat again over a small bowl of glowing charcoal. Naturally, he did not wish the carefully shaped copper rod to become too hot. Just enough heat to glaze the skin and bring the maximum sensation from every screaming nerve, but without causing real damage. He leaned closer, studying the trembling flesh and the way the woman's anus was constantly flexing and clenching like a little mouth as she tried to ride the throbbing pain of those first agonising touches from the copper rod.

‘Again... a little way inside this time...,'

He held finger and thumb apart showing his uniformed assistant what was wanted. There was a soft ‘sssss' as the man wiped the probe's end with a damp cloth, carefully removing any trace of soot or ash before moving between the woman's bent and splayed legs. Head shaking in useless, silent denial, she craned forwards, mouth wide in horror... feeling the heat from the copper rod on her inner thighs...

‘No, master, no.... please noooo!'

Colonel Lui nodded, ‘Alas, yes...,' and the young man lifted the tip towards the sore, swollen rosette of her anus. As the rounded end touched her flesh he gently turned the shaft and pushed it inwards. The woman convulsed, her hips arching up so she actually lifted herself inches higher in the air as the blazing agony seared through her anus and rectum. The man's skill kept the heated metal embedded inside the woman's body despite her spasms, his wrist rocking gently to and fro to maximise the effect of the torture on the delicate inner membranes of her anal opening.

‘Iiiiiiih... yaaaaaaarrrrgh! Pleeeeesssssseee!'

For almost a minute the woman bucked and squirmed madly, impaled on the end of the heated probe whilst her cries and pleas rang unanswered round the chamber. From the shadows other men, the senior militia officers and government officials who took their private pleasures by watching Colonel Lui at work on suspected enemies of the State, looked on approvingly.

The watchers' breathing grew faster, eyes gleaming in the dimness with hot arousal and excitement as they drank in the sight of a helpless young woman writhing and squealing. Behind her back they could see her hands clenching and unclenching continuously, her hips bucking in a frantic agonising rhythm as she rode the air, fucking the torturing rod that was delicately flaying her anus raw.

‘Enough, comrade Chen...' The woman continued her demented bucking frenzy even after the guard removed the copper rod and placed it back on the grill to warm once more. He bowed respectfully and stepped back knowing that his skill had won his master's unspoken approval.

Waiting until the woman was still, apart from the rapid rise and fall of her breasts and her gasping, sobbing breaths, Colonel Lui leaned closer to observe the effect of the copper rod. The puckered dark brown rosette was now taut and shiny, the rim swollen like a circular pouting lip and weeping a clear fluid. He allowed himself a brief smile of enjoyment and touched her anus with his right forefinger...

‘Nnnnnnnggggaaahh!'

Despite her scream the woman could not prevent him sliding his finger deeper, rubbing and fretting against the raw, flayed ring and the inner membranes of her rectum. He lifted her chin with the fingers of his other hand. ‘Perhaps we have helped your memory to return a little...' he coaxed, finger sliding in and out to increase her torment with every touch, ‘well?' The woman didn't reply, but her downcast eyes and stubbornly closed lips were all the answer needed. ‘A foolish choice... for you, but one that will give me much pleasure, '

He leaned closer to the core of the woman's body, studying the split oval of her cunt. This one was full lipped, the bulging outer labia almost black against the lighter olive of her thighs. Trimmed black hair fringed the upper arc of the pouting lips, the colour emphasising the vivid contrast between the dark outer lips and the moist, startling pink inner flesh. This was the moment he loved, increasing the woman's mental agony as he kept her waiting... her body shivering with growing terror knowing that the careful, expert torture of her genitals was about to begin.

The finger and thumb Colonel Lui's left hand gently parted the deep pink inner lips, a caressing touch that brought a shuddering indrawn breath from the woman and made her crane forwards once more to stare, wide-eyed with fear, at the intimate folds of her own body. The rope ties creaked as his right forefinger stroked the hooded tip of her clitoris and the woman gasped and bucked, her breath racing terror as that caress told her where the agony was to be applied next.

‘Such pleasure...' the finger stroked to and fro expertly bringing the pink nub to full erection, ‘even now...' The colonel pushed the fleshy hood back and let his nail scrape across the taut, shiny tip of the clitoris itself so the woman gasped with a different kind of ecstasy and involuntarily rocked her hips to increase the stimulation. ‘But you are not here for your pleasure are you...?' The nail pressed inwards, twisting and turning so she arched up in pain once more.

‘Nah...Naaaaaaaah, ah, aaaaarrrgggghh!'

‘Comrade Chang, very gently...just a touch... against her pearl... let us see how strong this one's will really is...' Again there was the soft hiss of cloth on metal as his young assistant cleaned the copper rod. This time the colonel helped, using the fingers of both hands to spread the woman's moist inner lips revealing every fold in a gaping pink oval of flesh. He carefully adjusted his grip, the finger and thumb of his left hand at the top of her slit, parting her labia so her clitoris jutted out fully exposed. ‘Stroke across the tip, Chang, a fleeting kiss no more...'

‘ssssst!'

‘Oh, oh, oh, Yeeeeeeeeeeaaarrrrgghhh! '

Colonel Lui kept the woman's cunt spread open as she surged madly in her bonds. ‘Again, Comrade...' he said softly and the heated copper rod stroked the woman's clitoris for a second time.

‘Naaaaaaaaaaaarrrrgggghhh!'

They both stepped back hastily as a thin stream of liquid arched out from the woman's cunt to splash on the stone flags beneath her dangling body. ‘Excellent, Comrade, excellent...a fine response', he studied the quivering figure for a few moments longer then gently reached forwards to cup the full globe of her left breast. His thumb flicked and rolled the large, dark red nipple, a slow deliberate rhythm that made it rouse and stiffen into a blunt peak.

‘What would you suggest now, comrade...how would you proceed?'

Chang bowed, thinking hard. The Colonel was truly a torture master and such questions were not to be answered without care. ‘Her pearl, Master, continue stroking her pearl and then... perhaps her deep valley? He used a careful euphemism for the woman's vagina but the meaning was clear.

‘Such haste, remember there must be time for the subject to appreciate each different sensation to the full,' the colonel chided. ‘And do not forget to let a subject's own body enhance your work.' He lifted one hand towards the trembling figure in the rope cradle. ‘Of course we will attend to her pearl most carefully...in time. She knows what is to come...but think how much more she will feel the rod's heat when the flesh is already raw and swollen.

His thumb continued rolling the hard, rubbery tip of the woman's breast. ‘She knows I will use the rod again, her only concern is where it will touch next.' He lifted his other hand and began caressing her other nipple watching and waiting for the woman to gather her strength. He saw her head moving from side to side, mouth slack with pain and her eyes staring down as she studied the blunt, manicured fingers milking her tender teats to aching hardness. A thin, cruel smile touched his lips.

‘Ah yes...you are ready for me now. Comrade Chang, see if the touch of the rod against these eager peaks here will loosen her tongue a little more...'

‘Master, n-no, no, p-please n-noooo...I do not know, truly...you must believe I speak the truth...'

The words tumbled out as her eyes darted from side to side trying to watch the colonel's fingers toying with her nipples as well as Chan's careful preparation of the copper rod. The colonel stepped aside and the woman let out a rising wail of despair. Chang lifted her right breast, holding it cupped gently in one hand so the nipple jutted out. He paused, capturing her full attention, and then carefully stroked the rod's rounded end, the reddish metal now dark and discoloured with heat, across the stiff rubbery peak.

‘ih...ih...ih....ih...IH! Iiiiiiiaaaaah...Iiiiiiiiiaaaaarrrggghhh!'

At first the sounds were a high, gasping chant as the woman tried to cope with this new agony searing into her breasts, but Chang continued stroking the burning metal along the full length of her nipple, touching the wrinkled skin again and again so all control disappeared and the chants merged into a wordless squeal of agony.

Indifferent to such sounds, the colonel's young assistant concentrated hard on his task, working round every part of the woman's out thrust nipple, the hot copper rod searing and lifting the delicate skin to leave the whole, nerve-rich stub weeping, flayed and raw.

At last he released her breast and she was allowed to slump in her bonds, chest heaving with the effort of bringing her breathing back under some kind of control. There was no mercy in allowing her a respite...just the practical need to ensure the rod was reheated ready to apply the same flaying agony to her left breast.

‘I know, such pain...all these special places are so sensitive...but then I cannot allow you to remain stubborn, can I...?' Colonel Lui looked into the woman's eyes, noting the spark of defiance that still burned despite the torture. ‘Watch again...you are honoured to receive such skilled attention from one so young...' The woman lifted her head to the darkness above the lights, screaming in pain and terror as Chang lifted her left breast and she felt the approaching heat of the copper rod once more.

With the flaying of her other nipple the woman's stoical resistance was finally broken... Colonel Lui listened impassively as she betrayed her lover and his secret refuge. In her gabbling confession she also revealed that the man's twenty-nine year old sister and her maid, both now being sought by the authorities, were hiding there as well. Sobbing and still writhing in pain the woman's hoarse voice finally dribbled into silence, her body limp between the scarlet torture posts.

‘Rest... whilst I arrange for your information to be checked,' the colonel murmured smiling as he saw her body relaxing at his words. ‘Then we must see what else you have to tell us...'

‘ Noooooooooooooooo! No, you promised, the name, you wanted the names, you promised...!'

‘Of course I wanted the names...but I never promised we would stop... No, my dear...we have only just begun to play with all this delightful flesh you have to show us. ‘Now let us continue...Comrade Chang, bring me the larger of the lacquered boxes.'

The woman jerked and threshed uselessly, crying and screaming in protest whilst sweat rolled down her naked skin. The drops trickled into the creases of her groin before dripping onto the floor, adding to the wetness already pooled beneath her. Both men ignored the frantic woman completely, Chang busy placing the things his master would need on a small black tray whilst Colonel Lui moved a wooden stool between her outstretched thighs and made himself comfortable.

‘See, Comrade it is as I said...notice how the flesh has risen here...' his finger feathered across the taut, shiny bulb of her clitoris and the woman bucked squealed, ‘and here.' The finger traced down the wet slot of her cunt, bringing out another bucking squeal as he touched the swollen ring of her anus. He paused, studying the contractions of her body for long moments then held out one hand, ‘the bristle brush I think to begin with.'

Chang bobbed and handed his master the small brush. Shaped much like a toothbrush it was made of carved ivory. The head was long and thin set along its length with sharp, springy bristles taken from a wild boar. Even on hardened skin those bristles scratched and scraped painfully, as Chang knew from cleaning the brush after other torture sessions, but when applied to flesh already scorched and flayed raw...

Colonel Lui held the woman's labia apart and brought the brush down, raking the bristles across the blistered swollen bulb with a long slow movement. For a few seconds the woman didn't react at all, then her mouth opened in a gaping circle, her back arched against the ropes and a single, screech of pure agony ripped through the chamber. The colonel waited calmly until that first long exhalation ended and she was just beginning to breathe in then swept the viciously bristled head back, quite slowly across the raw tip of her clitoris.

Again the pause then more screams filled the air. Working with diabolical skill the colonel continued the torture, scraping the raw nerves again and again; each touch making the woman surge up and down like a demented puppet, quite heedless of the fiery pain in her arms and wrists.

Naaaaagggh! Naaah, nnnnggggh! Gaaarrrrgggggghhh!

Finally he noted with a tinge of disappointment that the cries were not quite as shrill and piercing as they had been and handed the little brush, the bristles now coated with blood and mucus to Chang. In turn he offered his master the small lacquered box, waiting patiently for him to select the particular fire-hardened bamboo slivers he would use next.

‘Always listen to the screams comrade Chang... they will guide you to the point that gives the most exquisite agony...' He held up one of the four inch long slivers, ‘observe...'

‘C-c-c-c-can't d-d-do t-t-that, no, Master, p-p-please, I've told you ple... Iiiiiiih! Aaaaaaah...aaaaaaah...aaaaaaah...

The needle point touched the very tip of the woman's raw clitoris as she pleaded then. Her head craned forwards again, eyes fixed on the colonel's fingers as he held the sliver against her nub. She drew a single shuddering breath, trying to hold back her screams of agony as he gently rotated the bamboo splint...working it carefully deep into the meat of her clitoris.

Colonel Lui smiled to himself as the outraged gasps of agony became louder and more intense. He stopped, listening to the sounds, watching her muscles tensing and shivering with strain making the raw tips of her breasts vibrate and jiggle enticingly just in front of his eyes. The gasping chants became quieter and the colonel moved his fingers turning the embedded sliver very delicately within her flesh, probing and seeking one precise point until...

‘YYYIIIIIIIIAAARRGGGH!'

Every muscle in the woman's body snapped bar-taut, sinews showing like wire beneath her skin as a single bolt of pain engulfed her. ‘You hear comrade Chang... let her screams guide you. Now the merest touch will...' His fingers turned and pushed the jutting bamboo splint a fraction and the woman convulsed again, unable to control her reaction as the sharpened splinter tortured the nerve centre deep within her clitoris.

For five minutes the colonel kept returning the woman to that screaming peak of pain. No words, no real effort, just that relentless, probing sliver deep within the nub of her clitoris bringing her to a screaming frenzy with each skilful movement of the master torturer's wrist. Finally, unable to stand any more, the woman gave a strangled moan and passed out, her head lolling forwards so a thin trickle of saliva drooled from her gaping mouth to fall in strands across the creamy swell of her breasts.

‘Give her five minutes, then bring her round... we have plenty of time with this one...' Colonel Lui stretched and stood up. In the darkness teeth gleamed as the others smiled and nodded their appreciation. Of course, young Chang didn't know that it was one of those generals, now watching silently from the darkness, who had given Colonel Lui such precise instructions earlier on. Just as neither Chang, nor the woman herself, knew that the man, his sister and the maidservant she'd finally been forced to betray had been in Colonel Lui's hands since yesterday.

No, this was a matter of revenge. The woman hanging between the posts had been foolish enough to insult the general by laughing as she rejected his advances. It was a foolish misjudgement on her part. The General was one of Colonel Lui's best providers of a ready supply of young and attractive material on which he could exercise his particular skills; the general was in a strong position to seek a favour.

He had wanted her to suffer... more importantly he had wanted to see her suffer. What better solution than to have her arrested and condemned as a political prisoner, ready in due course for the colonel's agonising attentions. Since the woman was young and attractive it was giving Colonel Lui great pleasure to ensure the general's revenge was both long and exquisitely painful. Besides, Colonel Lui had special plans for the other woman and the maidservant... torture did not always have to be applied directly and having two women together offered interesting possibilities.

Naaaaaaaah! Hah, aaaaaaah hah...p-p-pleeessssee! '

The spluttering, anguished cries told the colonel that Chang was following orders. First a jug of cold water thrown against her face to bring the woman round then a gentle tapping against the jutting end of the bamboo sliver still impaling her clitoris to get her full attention.

Settling himself on the stool Colonel Lui held out his hand and Chang offered the tray, the lacquered box already open. ‘Now let us hear how your singing voice has improved,' the colonel said stroking the under curve of the woman's breasts with his finger tips, ‘you may choose which side to begin...left, or right?

‘No, no please, leave me alone, please, please don't touch me...'

‘The left then, are you ready?' The colonel smiled into her terrified staring eyes then both looked down to where her left breast was cradled in his hand. The raw, weeping tip now swollen to twice its normal size jutting proudly out of the dark, untouched circle of her aureole as though inviting more attention.

‘Aaaaarrrgggghh, n-n-noooo, ih, ih, ih, p-p-p-please, PLEESSSSE .. .!'

Her frantic cries became louder as he scratched the fire-hardened tip of the splint across the raw surface of her nipple. The flesh of her breast bulged through the fingers of his other hand as he gripped the soft globe tighter, holding her still as he circled and caressed the swollen tip with diabolical skill.

‘Such foolish noises...' he murmured touching the point to the very tip, pressing in fractionally so the flesh dented and the woman writhed in awful anticipation, knowing what was about to happen. He was holding the tapered sliver with surgical precision between forefinger and thumb. The woman's eyes bulged with horror as she watched the finger move, rolling the rounded shaft against the pad of his thumb so the bamboo needle slid deep into her left nipple.

‘Iiiiiiiiiaaaaarrrggghhh!'

The high, animal squeal rose and fell in volume as the colonel pushed the bamboo sliver deeper into the nerve-rich meat. Just as before his movements were careful and precise, a gentle pressure and the slow deliberate rotation of the rounded shaft to ensure that the woman was lifted to another blazing peak of agony. With almost an inch of the yellowish splint skewering the full length of her flayed nipple the colonel sat back and watched the little wooden stick dancing and bobbing as the woman shuddered and bucked in yet another futile attempt to ride the agony of the bamboo torture.

Ten minutes later she was near total collapse from the agony of having the third sliver inserted slowly into the full length of her right nipple. She hung from the ropes with her head swaying from side to side. For the watchers in the shadows it seemed as though she was studying the three little yellow sticks jutting from the sexual trigger points of her body. Two sticking out from the peaks of her breasts, the third jutting up from the top of that gleaming pink gash between the dark, black-furred lips of her cunt.

‘You wonder why I have left the bamboo needles in place, comrade Chang?'

‘Yes, I mean no, I...I... this humble servant does not understand, Master....'

‘Your honesty does you credit, comrade Chang. Bring me a single chopstick and all will be made clear to you.'

‘A single chopstick master?' Chang bowed in bewilderment as he hurried to obey.

Holding the slim bamboo rod in his right hand, Colonel Lui lifted the woman's head, fingers gently cupping her chin. He looked into her pain glazed eyes. ‘There are others, other names...tell me who they are...'

‘N-n-n-no o-o-others, M-m-master...mercy, please mercy...'

‘A reminder then...' Very gently the colonel tapped the protruding end of the bamboo needle jutting from the woman's clitoris.

Tap...tap...tap...tap...tap... in a deliberate, relentless rhythm...

‘Nuuuh...aaah....aaaaaaah...AAAAARRRRHHH!'

With each tap the woman jerked as though an electric current was surging through her body. She threshed wildly, mouth stretched wide as the little wooden stick jarred the embedded bamboo needle so the point scratched and fretted against the tortured nerve endings with every gentle blow.

‘You see, comrade Chang... a little longer and she will tell everything we wish to know.' The colonel rose to his feet and handed his assistant the single chopstick. ‘Leave her pearl for the moment... try against the other needles in turn... against the side at first then see how she reacts when you tap the end of the needle...' He turned away and then looked back. ‘Remember, Chang, gently, always gently...'

Colonel Lui allowed himself a further brief smile of satisfaction as he walked to where the general waited in the shadows. Behind him the rhythmic, squealing sounds from the woman rose and echoed round the chamber, completely drowning out the regular tapping noise of the little wooden stick...

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Shanghai Interrogation – (part 2)

Colonel Lui of the Shanghai Militia allowed himself a brief nod of satisfaction as he studied the file. In his dangerous and secret world knowledge was the key to survival. Of course making sure that you were indispensable to the most important men was also vital. But friendship and loyalty were feeble props...it was the information gathered so assiduously and filed with such care that ensured the colonel's continued health and well-being.

Not just any information of course, no, it was those very private, intimate and financially sensitive little secrets that important people tried so hard to conceal that Colonel Lui specialised in collecting. Five generals, two commissars, three judges and at least half of the ruling military council of the Shanghai District spent a lot of time and influence supporting, protecting and subsidising the colonel so as to guarantee that their particular file entries remained discreetly hidden from the view of others.

The young woman who had occupied his attentions during a long and, for her, agonising afternoon yesterday had helped to augment those files most usefully. A person of no account and yet her foolish indiscretions had allowed him to place a highly influential General deeply in his debt. But that was as nothing compared with the earlier arrest of her lover, his sister and her personal maid.

He felt his penis jerk and stiffen as he recalled the young woman's long, slow agony. Carefully bound and suspended in mid-air between two pillars she had tried to resist as first her nipples and then the most sensitive places in her cunt had been scorched and pierced again and again. He smiled, remembering broken, pitiful sobbing when she'd finally betrayed her lover, not knowing that Colonel Lui's men had already arrested the three of them.

All those long hours of torment as she'd screamed and writhed, trying to hold out for just a little longer until she could stand no more of the diabolically precise agony, had not been an interrogation but a demonstration. Colonel Lui allowed himself another fleeting smile, young women should never make the mistake of insulting and rejecting a man of power and influence. The sight of her naked, gleaming body arching and jerking at each application of the heated rods; and the way her muscles locked in spasms of pure agony each time the colonel gently tapped the end of the bamboo sliver inserted deep into her clitoris had given the General and his friends much pleasure and satisfaction.

Dealing so effectively with the General's young woman had established the debt between the two men. But Colonel Lui had kept the general well away from the two new prisoners. The third, the man, was too senior and important and had been transferred almost immediately to another place in the capital. Colonel Lui knew that they would never allow a local official, even a Head of Security, to be involved in the investigation of a full government Minister.

Time would tell. He had smiled and been an example of efficiency and political correctness when they had come to that the Minister away. Privately he was convinced that those incompetents in the capital would probably kill the man in their eagerness to rip the confession from him. Naturally, Colonel Lui knew all about the Minister's heart condition and his expensive, Western medication. But those arrogant bastards who'd taken him away in a closed car at midnight hadn't even bothered to read the file he'd prepared. Not only that, but they didn't want anything to do with his wife or servants either. After all, as mere women, what could they possibly know of matters of state?

Colonel Lui couldn't give a fuck about the state. He was interested only in the present and future well-being of Colonel Lui. The Minister had been milking the system for years, transferring assets and a flood of money out of the country into decadent imperialist bank accounts beyond the regime's reach. The Minister had to trust someone...and Colonel Lui suspected that that person was his young, beautiful and equally avaricious wife, Sui Lin Chi.

Now of course the colonel had been proved right. In their haste to secure that all important confession there had been the usual crude excess of zeal. Colonel Lui's informant had told him that the Minister succumbed to a fatal heart attack as they were just starting the second interrogation session and encouraging his memory by beating his testicles with a short length of weighted rubber hose. Naturally the whole matter had now been designated as a State Secret and the Minister had disappeared as though he had never existed.

With that particular problem disposed of Colonel Lui could concentrate on the really important matters concerning the newly widowed wife and her pretty little eighteen year old maid servant. He scanned the file and began to review the information. Once again he felt the familiar tightening in his groin as he thought of the interrogation sessions to come...and the pleasure.

Twenty six year old Sui Lin Chi sat trembling and silent on a wooden throne-like chair, her expensive designer sandals tidily together and hands clasped tightly in her lap. The wife of a high state official she was perfectly groomed, her silk dress was demure but elegantly revealing; short sleeved yet ankle length...but slit thigh high on each side to show enticing glimpses of the full length of her slim, elegant legs. She was sitting still because she was trying very hard not to shiver with fear, knowing only to well what agonising fate awaited her at the hands of the sinister Colonel Lui and his men.

Her raven black wings of hair, held back by gold and tortoiseshell clasps, gleamed in the light of the lamps as her head moved to and fro, eyes flicking constantly down towards the figure of her maidservant before looking hurriedly away again. This was so horribly different from the rich, decadent and corrupt lifestyle she loved. Oh yes she'd known about the bribes, the kickbacks and the discreet ‘gifts', all part of the expected and unaccountable river of money that flowed into her elderly husband's carefully concealed accounts. She'd never thought of the risks as she indulged her own pleasures, insulated from the real world by her husband's money and influence.

Unfortunately, she too had made powerful enemies, men whose crude sexual advances she'd rejected, lovers she'd betrayed or humiliated once too often. She'd ignored the warnings until it was too late. They had been taken at the same time, her husband at his office - she at home. Now he was dead...a heart attack the colonel had said earlier. Sui Lin Chi knew that someone had blundered; that his torturers had been too anxious to extract the necessary confession.

She also knew that Colonel Lui would not make that same mistake with her.

Not that the colonel was particularly interested in matters of security or political incorrectness. For him, apart from the delicious pleasure of inflicting agony on a beautiful and helpless woman, the only important details were the codes and account numbers of those overseas accounts. After all, even a loyal servant of the Party must be prudent and make provision for the future...

May Tan, her young and beautiful maid, knelt upright on the polished stone floor directly in front of her mistress, elbows touching behind her back and her head bowed. Unlike her mistress it was easy for anyone to study the delightfully firm, slim curves of the nineteen year old's body, the fullness of her breasts and the jutting dark brown stubs of her prominent nipples because she was completely naked. With every hurried breath those high-riding breasts bobbed gently making the tips jiggle enticingly. Of course, May wanted to cover herself and retain a little modesty, but the broad leather strap prevented her.

In fact it exposed her even more... just as Colonel Lui had intended. The strap, cinched so tight that the flesh bulged over the edges, held her elbows and upper arms painfully together behind her body, forcing her shoulders back and lifting and pushing the firm young globes invitingly outwards so her swollen nipples thrust forward, jutting up like little rubbery spikes. She could wriggle and twist her hands as much as she wanted but the futile flapping movements only made her breasts sway and bounce even more obviously.

In two places, the girl's smooth, tanned skin was marked by the thin red weals left by bamboo rods. The colonel's men had enjoyed stripping her before hanging her up by the wrists then they'd spent the morning taking turns in caning her with precise, agonising skill; first twenty strokes across the smooth curves of her bottom cheeks and then moving up to cane the firm globes of her breasts with the same number before the cycle of agony was repeated twice more. The signs of their dreadful skill was most evident in the way the weals crossed and recrossed the girl's dark aureoles, showing how her nipples had been beaten lightly and persistently until they had swollen like taut, shiny fingertips and even breathing on them made her scream with pain...

The room in which the two women waited was used by Colonel Lui for his more intimate and private interrogations. Long ago it had been a small audience chamber deep inside in the fortified palace. The fortress had been appropriated by the People's Militia as their headquarters very soon after the revolution, its late master having no further use for it. The room's ancient wooden pillars and beams, still richly gilded and painted, now served another, darker function as the looped ropes, leather cuffs and sturdy metal hooks revealed. Bronze oil lamps and flaring torches had been replaced by strong electric bulbs in white enamel shades; bulbs that cast harsh pools of light yet left the room's edges and the heavily beamed roof in perpetual gloom.

A lighted brazier and two metal stands holding bowls of glowing charcoal added to the stifling heat and filled the air with a pungent blue haze that nearly obscured the acrid reek of sweat, fear and scorched flesh. Deliberately placed in view of the two terrified women, a wooden bench displayed a collection of sinister rods and probes. The end of each one was dark and discoloured whilst the bench's heavy timber top was scarred with a jumble of black lines showing where the still hot tools had been thrown down carelessly after use.

Neither woman could prevent themselves stealing fearful glances at the awful copper rods on the bench... or at the carefully shaped punishment post jutting from the floor next to the shivering figure of May Tan. Carved from a single piece of timber and almost black with age, the post flared out at the top to form a thick, rounded horizontal T bar about eighteen inches long. The curved, waist-high top of the bar gleamed with an oily, polished sheen from the friction of countless sweating, writhing bodies.

The two women waited; shivering and terrified and neither one daring to cast so much as a glance across to the other side of the room.

Over there, to the left of the soundproofed door, a single lamp shone on the rich green leather top of a wooden desk. Colonel Lui, Chief of Security for the Shanghai District sat almost unseen in the dimness; only his hands were visible in the circle of light, as he studied the papers in an official folder of cheap, grey card. Every so often the sharp lines of his face would appear in dull red silhouette as he drew on his cigarette.

Next to the desk two guards watched the trembling women with hot, eager eyes. Both were barefoot, squat, powerful men in khaki knee britches and singlets with flat cruel faces and deep olive coloured skin. They grinned at each other every time one of the women twitched or moved but remained in patient silence... waiting for the colonel... and the chance to begin their work.

The colonel laid two photographs side by side on the green leather top; the red glow lit his face more brightly as he leaned over and studied the pictures intently. Taken from above eye level, they both showed the same bedroom scene. Excellent, Colonel Lui thought , these new miniature cameras so recently acquired from the decadent imperialists are amazing. Full colour and so clear it is possible to see every intimate detail. Intimate was exactly the right word for these pictures, in each one the naked alabaster figure of Sui Lin Chi was central and in almost exactly the same odd position.

The late Minister's beautiful young wife was crouching in a deep squat, body pressed against the end of an elegant wooden table with her arms stretched out flat along the polished surface for balance and support with her fingertips just gripping the edges of the table on either side. A naked girl was lying on the floor behind her..., lying so close that her head was between the older woman's thighs. The girl's face was half hidden, but it was easy to recognise the beautiful young body of May Tan, arms bent back so she could use her fingers to hold her mistress's bottom cheeks spread obscenely apart.

Obviously part of a much longer series, the pictures clearly had been taken some minutes apart. In the first, Sui Lin Chi's head was bowed forwards and turned so her cheek touched the table, her face reflected in the high gloss of the polished wood. Her fingers were at full stretch whilst, in the shadow of her parted thighs, it was possible to see her maid's open lips, tongue extended as she licked the crinkled rosette of her mistress's anus.

The second picture must have been taken some minutes later just as her maid's attentions brought Sui Lin to an orgasm. In this picture her head was lifted, with her neck arched back; her face turned directly towards the hidden camera. Her mouth was wide open; her eyes screwed up with the ecstatic pleasure of coming. This time every muscle of her body was tensed; her fingertips clenched white gripping the edges of the table...

...whilst beneath her, May Tan's face was now buried deep between the lips of her mistress's cunt as she licked and nibbled at her clitoris. The maid's hands had moved too. One still prised her mistress's bottom cheeks apart...whilst the first two fingers of her other hand were buried deep inside Sui Lin's anus. From the blurring of her hand in the photo it was obvious that she had been moving those fingers very rapidly indeed as the picture was taken.

The colonel's hands swept the damning surveillance photos into the folder and flicked the cover shut...

‘Comrade Chou, Comrade Tang, let us begin, the maid first I think...'

Colonel Lui adjusted the high collar of his drab green jacket, snapped his fingers at the guards then tapped the ash from his cigarette before getting slowly to his feet and walking the short distance from the desk to the throne-like wooden chair. He stood just behind her to one side. ‘Beautiful isn't she... and so skilled,' he observed quietly, caressing Sui Lin's right shoulder with an immaculately manicured hand. ‘But where there is the greatest pleasure there is also the greatest pain... as you will discover...' His lips curved in a sleek smile as he felt the woman shudder beneath his fingers. ‘A little demonstration is necessary...and this girl will provide it...'

‘No...No, she knows nothing. She's innoc....'

‘Be silent! The lesson is for you...not her... her flesh will respond in the same way to my men's attentions and she will scream just as loudly whether she knows anything or not...'

Whilst their colonel was speaking the two guards had pulled the quivering girl to her feet and unbuckled the strap. One of them pushed her against the wooden post so she was staring across at her seated mistress.

‘No, no, Comrade Chou...our honoured guest must see everything; turn her the other way...'

Immediately the girl was forced round to the other side of the torture post and turned to face it, looking out into the room so her back was towards her mistress.

The shivering nineteen year old craned her head round, staring over her shoulder at where the colonel and her mistress watched. ‘Do as my men command or it will be the worse for you...and your mistress. They want you standing up... straight up... legs together against that post so they can secure you appropriately...' the colonel said, his voice soft with implacable menace.

Shuddering with fear the maid brought her legs together, trying desperately to hold back her terror as she obeyed. She gasped and flinched uncontrollably as the men touched her; wrapping a rope around her legs just above the knee before passing it round the post to bind her hard against the blackened wood. She thought the ropes were to keep her upright... the colonel knew they were to keep those long beautiful legs straight and prevent her bending or squatting in any way when the torture began. He allowed himself a nod of satisfaction...she would understand only too well in a moment...

‘Down... hold the post!'

The one called Chou barked the command, his hand thrusting the girl forwards over the curved top rail.

‘More... down more!' he commanded, leaning his weight on the back of her neck so the girl was bent over, her hands stretching down to hold the post below her knees.

‘Oh, May....darling....' the woman gasped, turning away as the dark furred oval of her pleasure slave's cunt and the tight, wrinkled rosette of her anus were obscenely displayed by her doubled posture. The girl's genitals gaped even wider as the two guards roped her waist down to the post just under the thick round rail, canting her hips up to expose every moist, red fold of her inner lips to her mistress, and the colonel's approving gaze. Sui Lin heard more muffled gasps of pain as the men used their weight to press her maid down over the torture post even more before tightening the ropes.

To complete her restraint the men tied her wrists together and knotted another, longer, piece of rope around each arm above the elbow forcing them together. The rope was fed round between the post and her thighs then tightened inch by inch to hold her upper body in the position they wanted.

With horrible skill the men now took their time adjusting each set of knots and turns to increase the exposure of the girl's genitals. With each adjustment the dark pink oval of her sex gaped wider and wider. At last they stepped back, bowing respectfully to the colonel who simply nodded approval. The nineteen year old girl was doubled over, legs straight and her body bound tightly in place over the rail... all she could do was bend over even more...or attempt to arch herself backwards.

The colonel smiled as he watched his men's expert handiwork, the girl could scream and wriggle as much as she wished... but there was nothing, nothing at all she could do to prevent the slow careful torture of her cunt and the delicate flesh of her anus. Of course they'd left her head free... the colonel liked to watch how each victim reacted to each new sensation...each delicate application of pain... guiding his torturers with quiet commands as to which instruments to use and exactly where to concentrate so the victim felt the most intense agony

He also knew that the first searing application of torture would make the girl rear up backwards, automatically lifting her head upwards.... she would probably then bend forwards. Unfortunately for her, those were exactly the right movements to make the lips of her cunt gape even wider for her torturer's next agonising attentions.

‘You can see how she has enjoyed a taste of bamboo already...' Colonel Lui murmured, gripping Sui Lin's slim, elegant neck at the base of her skull and turning her face towards the gleaming tanned moons of her maid's upturned bottom so obscenely displayed before her. Sui Lin tried hard not to react but knew the colonel had felt her shudder in shocked response as she saw the lines of thin, purplish weals, each bordered by a fringe of angry red, criss-crossing the golden tan of her maid's bottom cheeks. ‘It's a pity that you can't see the evidence of my men's skilled attentions to her breasts from this position... but you will be able to see the effect of a bamboo cane on her nipples when they go back to work on them again. Now, before she receives her next lesson... you may comfort her.'

‘No, no I won't! How dare you suggest such a thing...you, you arrogant, perverted monster!'

He smiled wetly, ‘what, don't you wish to take this opportunity make her cry with the pleasure of your tongue... in the same way she pleasured you in your house yesterday...' He smiled as he watched the colour draining from her cheeks. ‘My men reported you cried out quite loudly at the end...you even had to hold onto the table...remember?'

‘You sadist...I can't, I won't...not here...not with those animals watching.' The woman's voice was strained with shock as she realised just how much this sadistic man knew about her.

Colonel Lui smiled gently. ‘A refusal would be most unwise. You have a choice, obey... or watch as Comrade Chou flays the skin from her cunt with a whip...' The thickset Chou grinned as his Master spoke, bobbing his head, his piggy eyes alight with growing excitement. ‘The agony is intense...mind you it will be interesting to see if your servant remains conscious, often they don't and then...'

‘NO! Please no, no you can't... no please don't touch her.'

Colonel Lui said nothing at the frantic, agonised plea, recognising his small victory. He merely pushed gently on the woman's shoulder and Sui Lin Chi rose unsteadily to her feet and walked with dainty steps across to the post. ‘Kneeling, I think...' the colonel murmured and the shivering woman obeyed; sinking down until she was staring directly at the girl's trembling buttocks and the dark fur framing the moist, pink folds of her cunt.

‘One moment!'

Sui Lin jerked in surprise as Tang pulled her wrists back behind her before slipping a knotted cord over them and jerking it tight. She cried out, a single, stifled exclamation of pain as her hands were secured behind her back.

She twisted, looking sideways as the other guard, the evil, grinning Chou, put a small lacquered table down beside the torture post. The colonel carefully placed a tall, ornately caged, sandglass on it. ‘Using one's hands would be unfair... you have until the sand runs through to make her reach her pleasure three times...or she is Comrade Chou's.' Chou leered at her and turned the glass; a thin, golden drizzle of grains began falling.

‘But I....'

‘The sand is falling....'

Defeated and in a haze of panic, Sui Lin Chi slumped back on her heels and then leaned forwards. Her own breathing became faster as she caught the strong, coppery tang of May Tan's sex; the engorged, puffy lips and sticky, wet folds telling their own story of unwilling arousal. She pursed her lips and blew gently. The girl's muscles tensed and she gave a little sigh of pleasure as she felt the familiar sensation of her mistress's warm breath across her labia.

Using the very tip of her tongue, the woman traced the edge of the outer lips... bringing more sounds and tiny helpless movements as the girl shivered in delight at each tingling caress. As she worked Sui Lin Chi forgot their shared plight. Responding to the girl's arousal and her own rising sexual excitement, the Minister's wife licked and tickled the girl's cunt with greater urgency, her cheeks shining with the glaze of the nineteen year old's juices as she leaned closer and closer.

‘Aaaah, ah yes, mistress, yes... aaah, aaah please touch my pearl, pleeeese...'

Deliberately teasing her pleasure victim as she had done so often before, Sui Lin ignore her cries...her tongue busy lapping the soft wet opening of the girl's vagina so she squirmed and tensed with every touch. Minutes passed with only the soft, liquid noises of the woman's tongue, the creaking of the ropes and the girl's increasingly rapid panting breaths breaking the silence.

The sounds of her breathing became faster and heavier, the gasps now intermixed with moans and mewing sounds of excitement as she neared her climax. The creaking ropes flexed and twisted as she writhed but they had been tied by experts, deliberately holding her with her cunt wide open so there was no way she could avoid the relentless stimulation.

Colonel Lui smiled gently as he heard the pleas giving way to rhythmic chanting cries of ecstasy. He could see the reports were right, the woman was indeed highly skilled... truly an expert in the arts of pleasure. Now she was using her tongue like a blunt little lance...teasing the dark rosette and then stabbing and probing into the opening of the girl's anus, driving her over the edge so she jerked and squealed at every reaming thrust, shouting out mindlessly as she was forced over the edge to an unwilling climax.

He flicked his fingers at one of the guards who hurried to bring him a low wooden stool. Colonel Lui seated himself just in front of the pinioned girl and reached out to stroke the wet strands of black hair away from her face. ‘Such delight... but there is still more sand in the glass.... and I have said your mistress must bring you to your pleasure twice more if she is to save you from Comrade Chou's attentions, so...'

The girl stared at him with wide, uncomprehending eyes...then she gasped and shuddered, her mouth gaping fishlike and her chest heaving frantically against the cruel ropes as she felt her mistress's lips against her so-sensitive inner labia once more.

 

‘Aaaaaaah, Master, oh p-please, no, please... let me r-rest, p-please I-I-I-I-I c-c-can...aaaaaaaaaaAAAHHH!

The protest merged into a gasping wail of pure, agonised pleasure. May Tan arched back again as her mistress granted her earlier request. Now her tongue moved down to the very top of her slit to flicker tormentingly, wonderfully across the girl's ‘pearl'... the erect, swollen bulb of her clitoris. Her mouth hung open as she fought for air, gasping in the throes of pleasure. Already so wet and sensitive she could do nothing, nothing at all as the clever, tormenting arousal went on...and on...and on.

 

‘Aaaah...yes...yes...yes...yeeeessss...YESSSSS! '

Despite the tightness of the ropes, the girl was still able to vibrate frantically as the bucking spasms of coming even harder a second time overtook her. Colonel Lui stroked the slick sweaty skin of one tanned shoulder, drinking in the sights and sounds of her threshing, jerking convulsions as the girl was forced to come for a second time within five minutes.

‘So pretty, such excitement...such ecstasy... but what will you do now as your mistress continues to give you such pleasure...?' The words were soft, almost caressing as the colonel watched the girl's expression of ecstasy turning to fear and torment as she realised that she was being given no respite. Now her mistress was using her lips and teeth to nip and nibble the soft folds of her cunt before returning to suck on the tortured little stub of her clitoris even harder.

By now the beautifully groomed and immaculate lady of Shanghai society was a mess. Her hair was plastered against her cheeks, her face covered in the sticky wetness of the girl's juices and her careful makeup smearing and smudging round her lips and eyes as she shook her head madly from side to side, adding to the avalanche of sensations for the girl.

Her lips worked frantically as she mouthed and tongued the hot wet slot of pink flesh...racing to trigger another outburst of screaming chanting cries and bucking spasms before the final grains fell through the glass beside her. Snatching a glance at the tiny inverted pyramid of sand remaining she redoubled her efforts, breath snorting and bubbling in the slimy wetness as she worked unbearably on the girl's clitoris...driving her up towards the screaming brink once again.

 

‘Aaaaarrrgggghh, h-h-hurts...nuh...nuh...nuh...naaaaaaaah, ah, aaah, ah yes... o...o.....oooooh...yuh...yuh yessssss, yessssss...yessssss!'

Moments later with Sui Lin's lingual muscles on the point of exhaustion, the girl finally squealed and screamed in ecstasy for a third time, babbling mindlessly and jerking spastically against the ropes as she was forced to come yet again. This time, hearing the chanting cries of her maid's third orgasm, Sui Lin collapsed, bowing forwards so the girl's thick cream dribbled from her own lips as she twisted her head to the side, staring desperately at the lacquered table only to see the sand glass standing inert, the upper chamber already empty. She wept in fear and frustration knowing with bitter certainty that time had run out before May Tan voiced those last ecstatic squeals.

But she was given no time to plead for mercy at her failure. The two guards jerked her to her feet and slammed her back into the chair, pushing her down but leaving her hands tied behind her back. She heard the rasp of a match over the sobbing, bubbling sounds of her maid's sexual exhaustion. Colonel Lui walked back toward her, enjoying the relaxing luxury of a cigarette, until he was close enough to lift her chin as he stared into her eyes with cruel anticipation.

‘My informants spoke truly, you are skilled in the arts of pleasure... it will make matters so much more interesting later on.' He paused, letting the unspoken threat hang, ‘but before that... I regret that the sands stopped falling some moments before you completed your task. I promised there would be a price for failure which the young lady will now have to pay...unfortunately for her.' He paused and his voice hardened, ‘watch carefully and observe the agony your selfish failure has cost her. Comrade Chou, show our honoured guest the implement of correction...'

Chou padded across the worn stones and held out something. ‘Look at it!' The colonel's fingers dug into her shoulder like pincers, forcing Sui Lin to look at the horrible little whip being held out for her inspection. It was only about two feet long, a plaited leather handle with five slim leather lashes, each tapering to a fine tip. The oiled, flexible tails curved down, swaying and bobbling with the movement of Chou's hand as he held it closer. ‘Go on...feel...feel the strands so you will understand why she cries as she does in a minute or two...'

Slowly and reluctantly Sui Lin ran her fingers down one of the thin tails.

‘No, oh no, no... Please spare her, no it's horrible, horrible!'

 

She cried out, jerking her hand away as she touched the tiny swollen tip of one lash. Each tail was weighted at the end with a small metal bead sewn inside the leather, a diabolical refinement designed to make it flick against the victim's flesh with extra, agonising force. Sui Lin buried her face in her hands as she finally realised what they were now going to do to her; why May Tan was tied in front of her in this way... and why she had been forced to make her come repeatedly. They were going to whip her cunt using that awful thing the man, Chou, was holding... and she had helped add to the girl's agony by masturbating her so relentlessly that her genitals were already engorged and extra sensitive after coming three times...

The colonel leaned close to her, barely whispering as Chou took up position a few feet in front of May Tan's head. ‘Ah, I see you begin to understand... as you are the one to be punished, we will show you what to expect by using this intimate servant of yours as an example...'

‘Stop it...STOP IT!'

Sui Lin choked and yelled, twisting away until the colonel's iron grip forced her round again to face the post and the figure mounted over it. Chou grinned showing a filthy hedge of ruined teeth and gently stroked the crests of May Tan's taut, upturned buttocks with the flexible weighted tails. Sui Lin watched in horrified fascination as her maid's bottom flexed and clenched, the brown eye of her anus pouting and working like a little mouth as she reacted to the whip's caress.

‘Twenty strokes to begin with... and you will watch and count each one. If you don't...or if you close your eyes or look away... I will order Tang to begin all over again... do you understand?'

‘No, no please...let her go, please, please .... I don't want too...'

‘Since you refuse to answer the punishment is now thirty strokes. I'll ask you again... do you understand?'

‘Oh pity sir, please have pity...' Sui Lin saw the cruel excitement and arousal in the colonel's eyes and realised that not only were her pleas useless but she was playing into his hands with every futile word. ‘No, no... I mean yes, yes I understand, yes...' she gabbled trying frantically to prevent any more being added to the awful sentence.

‘Swickkkk!'

‘Nnnnnnnnnggggghh!'

Sui Lin didn't see the colonel's nod... she just heard the whistling whirr of those flexible strands slicing down to land with a crisp, wet noise, the tails spreading out before each one flicked inwards to cut across the pink inner folds of the girl's labia. The weighted ends bit deep, some catching the tender inner lips whilst one flicked against the sensitive opening of her vagina The arch of her back deepened and May Tan's head surged backwards exactly as the colonel had expected.

There was a moment's pause then a single, animal scream echoed round the room... a scream cut short with another snort of agony as Chou brought the second stroke slashing down so the tails cut even harder into the freshly exposed core of her body. This time, as well as scoring new lines across her labia, one of the beads snapped agonisingly against the fleshy hood guarding her already swollen and tender clitoris.

‘Aaaaarrrgggghh! Nnnnnnnnnnnnnggggghhhh!'

‘As you can hear, Comrade Chou really is a master with the whip... such a pity for her that you failed to count those two strokes aloud...'

‘Noooooooo, oh no please, you can't... I didn't think, I wasn't ready I....

‘Swickkk!'

 

‘Iiiiiiiiiaaaaarrrggghhh!'

‘O-o-o-one... please, that's one...I counted it, please....'

‘Swick!'

‘T-t-two...'

The horrible litany went on, the girl's shrill squeals and screams of agony getting more and more intense as the tails snapped and bit into the soft folds of her labia, each stroke now leaving little beads of blood from places already raw and swollen from earlier strokes of the whip's slicing strands. Just before Sui Lin managed to count the twentieth stroke aloud, the girl's control finally broke. Chou grinned broadly, pausing in satisfaction as a thin stream of liquid arched from May Tan's cunt to splash on the stones between her and the chair.

‘Commendable, comrade Chou, most commendable... I did not expect you to break her control until after the twenty-fifth stroke at least.' He leaned a little closer to Sui Lin and smiled sadistically, ‘but add one to the total since her mistress seems to have forgotten her duties...'

‘ Nooooooo! You can't... it's my fault not hers....'

‘Ah, so you admit it at last... very well... Comrade Chou, please note that we must increase the honourable lady's punishment for this latest mistake.' He waited for a few moments, watching the woman's shoulders slump in relief then said quietly. ‘But still add one to the count, Comrade Chou... we must keep our promises after all...'

Sui Lin's cry of rage and despair was blotted out by the animal shriek of agony from the girl bent over the post as Chou brought the weighted tails hissing down again. This time he deliberately cut in short so all the tips snapped viciously in the tender cleft and against the crinkled rosette of the girl's anus... as she bucked and wrenched at the cords holding her down the watchers could see the girl's sodden buttocks writhing and clenching uselessly as the agony scalded through her body.

‘Thwuck! Thwuck! Thwuck! Thwuck! Thwuck!'

The flat, wet sounds of the strands hitting the exposed lips of May Tan's cunt lips continued with a horrible, remorseless rhythm. The girl's piercing squeals became a hoarse, gabbling babble interspersed with single shrieks of mindless agony at each fresh impact. The front of Sui Lin Chi's silk gown became flecked with a fine mist of blood, sweat and mucus sprayed from the tails of the whip as Chiu thrashed her maid's sex lips to raw meat. And, almost inaudible amid the screams her mistress continued counting as each stroke fell, the tears trickling down her cheeks as she watched the unbearable torture of the now near-demented young girl tied over the torture post before her.

There was a last, louder ‘Thwock!' as the brutish Chou brought the tails slamming into the wet, raw cleft of her cunt for the final stroke and then a dreadful silence for a few moments. The only noises were Chou's heavy breathing and the broken, whimpering moans of the girl as she hung over the post almost unconscious.

‘You...you...monster...you fucking monster...you've killed her!'

‘I suggest more thought before speech, my lady...given your own predicament such intemperate words are not advisable. Besides, she will recover in a little while...such treatment will not kill one so young and healthy. My men have much... experience ...in these matters, as you will discover for yourself very shortly.'

Colonel Lui stroked the young widow's cheeks, studying the slim, elegant lines of her body now shown more clearly where the thin silk dress was clinging to her sweat-soaked flesh like a second skin. ‘You can spare yourself what is to come. Just tell my about the accounts... those little things such as the access codes and account numbers...not forgetting the bank's own details naturally'

‘Such things were my husband's responsibility...there is nothing I can tell you.' Sui Lin's chin lifted in arrogant dismissal. ‘Especially a filthy, perverted animal like you...'

Colonel Lui smiled once more, an unpleasant, sinister smile that silenced Sui Lin's insults without words. ‘As I expected...a foolish and stubborn attitude. Be assured you will tell me...eventually.' He paused and looked at the shivering buttocks of the young maidservant. The furred oval of her cunt gaped even wider, both the outer labia and the wet inner folds pouting outwards; the sensitive flesh showing deep red and now horribly swollen from Chou's whipping. ‘Before we continue I feel my men have earned some relaxation.' The cruel, wet smile showed briefly. ‘I'm sure that your maid would wish to provide some comfort to such diligent comrades...don't you agree?'

Sui Lin had only just begun to realise what he meant when the two guards appeared from the dimness. She gasped in horror as she saw they were now both naked. Both men had the same muddy olive brown skin that gleamed with a shiny film of oil and perspiration. Their thick, muscular torsos were hairless apart from the black triangle of tightly curled hair at each one's groin. Their lust and excitement was obscenely obvious as both men were fully erect.

The one called Tang was the taller of the two; he was stroking himself as he came nearer; the fingers of his right hand caressing the long brown shaft of his cock. As he saw Sui Lin's eye's staring at his groin he deliberately rolled the skin back from the dark purple glans displaying himself so she could see that the domed head was already shining with the oily seepage of his growing excitement.

Chou, the sadistic brute who'd whipped and tortured May was the bigger of the two men. He was older and running to fat, his belly swelling out over his cock. He locked his finger, flexing the joints so they popped in a series of soft cracks and creaks. He put his hands on his hips and bucked his hips so the thick upcurved shaft of his circumcised penis reared back and the heavy, wide helmet slapped against the swell of his lower belly.

He grinned, his lips slack and wet with lust as he saw the stuck up bitch in her smeared make-up and soaked, ruined dress look away in disgust. Colonel Lui waved his hand to where May Tan still hung lashed across the post.

‘The girl is yours; take a few moments to relax and show her the vigour of a true comrade before I need you again.' He hooked his fingers under Sui Lin's chin and forced her head round as the two men hurried towards their helpless victim. ‘Of course I would stop them but...in the absence of any information from you...?'

‘Bastard! Animal! You can't...no it's...it's inhuman... it...'

Her words were cut off as Tang, without any warning positioned the head of his cock against the open, swollen rim of May Tan's abused vagina and rammed himself into her body with a single vicious thrust. The girl's eye's bulged open and her head jerked back in agonised shock and disbelief. Her mouth stretched wide but she made no sound for a few moments and it was only as Tang drew back and rammed into her for a second time that a demented scream echoed round the ancient chamber.

Tang slammed against the girl's upturned buttocks again and again; fucking her in a crude, jackhammer rhythm that gave her no chance to accommodate the tearing thrusts that were scraping and bruising the delicate inner tissues of her vagina.

‘Naaaaaaah! H-h-h-hurts...please...please...pleee... Aaaarrggh! ...Pleeegggg!'

May Tan's cries ended on a single squeal before being muffled suddenly as Chou twined his finger in her hair, wrenched her head back and forced the wide purple head of his thick, heavily veined cock into her open mouth.

Like Comrade Tang, he wasted no time. He slammed his hips forwards and the massive shaft slid deep into the straining girl's throat.

Choking and gagging May Tan heaved and surged against the ropes, saliva leaking dribbling in long ropes from the sides of her mouth as she fought for breath. The two men grinned at one another as the girl's wild muscular contractions squeezed their cocks, heightening their cruel pleasure with each stroke.

For almost five minutes Sui Lin was forced to watch the crude double fucking of her maid whilst the iron fingers of Colonel Lui dug into her shoulder holding her down in the carved chair as the rape went on and on.

Finally, first Tang and then Chou grunted and yelled to a climax, each in turn pulling out so thick, white gobs of semen sprayed over her raw cunt and inner thighs and smeared in a gleaming, sticky coating across her face that pasted tangled strands of black hair to her flushed and sweat-soaked forehead and cheeks.

Bowing to Colonel Lui, the two guards hurried to the side of the room to pull on their britches and singlets...once more ready to do their master's bidding.

Colonel Lui snapped his fingers. ‘I believe our honoured guest still intend to resist...despite out demonstration.' He looked at the post for a moment and the raped and quivering figure roped over it. ‘That one can stay there... bring the table...we will arrange something different for this one.

There was a series of scraping noises and then the two guards carried a wooden table into the middle of the chamber. It was clearly heavy from their grunts as they struggled under the awkward load. ‘There...down there in front of the post...let the maid see her mistress's suffering for a change.' They put the table down with a thud that made the stone floor vibrate.

To Sui Lin it looked so ordinary, about knee high and with a rectangular top about three feet by four. At first she thought it was only the thickness of the squat legs and wooden top setting it apart from a normal piece of furniture. Then she saw the straps...black, oiled leather ones with strong buckles riveted to the middle of each of the shorter sides; and the base of each of the thick leg posts. It was when one of the guards put his hand on the table top that she realised that it was covered with dark brown leather and padded very thinly.

‘Your file says you trained as a dancer?'

Sui Lin swung round, staring up at her tormentor, showing her incomprehension at the sudden change in questioning. ‘Yes, I trained for two years with the state ballet school before I grew too tall but...'

‘...Then I hope that your old skills have not entirely deserted you... you will need them, come it is time...'

With that Colonel Lui pulled Sui Lin Chi to her feet and led her towards the ominous looking table...

To be continued

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The Torture of Sui Lin Chi

This is the third part of the story.

The privileged and promiscuous world of Sui Lin Chi, the beautiful and spoilt wife of an important government minister, collapses when her elderly husband is arrested on charges of corruption and national security. He dies of a supposed ‘heart attack' so she and her maid, May Tan, are arrested by the militia and handed over to Colonel Lu.

Unfortunately for them, Sui Lin has made powerful and vindictive enemies among the Shanghai elite. Now the Minister is out of the way leaving his beautiful but arrogant young wife alone and unprotected, Colonel Lu has a free hand to apply whatever torture techniques he wishes to the two women. As well as settling old scores, he wants to make Sui Lin reveal the bank details and access codes to the fortune that the Minister salted away in overseas accounts from years of careful bribery and kickbacks.

Colonel Lu already has incriminating surveillance photos of the lesbian relationship between Sui Lin and her maid. So, to increase Sui Lin's fear and humiliation, he begins by forcing her to watch as her pretty young servant girl is strapped down naked over a thick post. The girl's genitals are whipped raw by Chou, one of Colonel Lu's guards. When Sui Lin still remains stubbornly silent, Colonel Lu allows the two guards to rape the already broken maid simultaneously.

Only then, with May Tan still whimpering and shuddering with pain and shame does Colonel Lu turn his sadistic attentions to the beautiful young widow...

‘For such a cultured lady you are remarkably foolish,' Colonel Lu said casually as he guided twenty six year Sui Lin Chi towards the torture post that still had the sobbing figure of her maid tied down over its rounded top. ‘Look at what pain you have given your servant through your obstinacy...' He reached across and wrenched the maid's head up by the hair. May Tan squealed at this sudden, fresh torment, eyes wide with the shock and exhaustion of her torture and the gnawing terror at what they would do to her next.

Seeing Sui Lin standing shivering and pale with shock beside Colonel Lu, May Tan couldn't prevent a stifled gasp of relief as she realised that she was to be the watcher and that it was now her mistress's turn. ‘Mistress, please...be strong...ple- AAAAAAHH! ' The broken, gasping words were cut short in another cry of pain as the colonel twisted his fingers deliberately in her matted, black hair.

‘Be silent...unless you desire Comrade Chou to give you another whipping!'

The two heavily muscled guards, once again dressed in their tattered knee britches and dirty singlets reappeared, stepping out of the shadows so both of the women shivered at the hot excitement in their eyes, their faces devoid of any trace of pity, kindness or compassion. Colonel Lu sat down on a padded stool. It was the one he'd used earlier to drink in each scream and grimace of agony on the maid's face while Chou slowly and methodically whipped the delicate flesh of her cunt and anus to raw, swollen meat.

‘Since the post is already occupied, for you there will be another way,' he gestured towards the knee-high table with its top of padded leather. Sui Lin knew it was heavy from watching the men struggle to get it into position. But at first glance it looked so...so... ordinary , just a plain, flat top about three feet by four with a covering of dull brown leather. It was only as she looked closer that she saw the black metal fixings attached at different points on the frame, and the buckled straps hanging loose from some of them. Strong straps fixed at the base of each leg with other ones on the edge of the table top in the middle of each side. The leather top was battered and stained, marked with the evidence of long, hard use. After a few, long moments Colonel Lu coughed gently. Sui Lin jerked and stared at his polished, impassive features as the sound interrupted the horrible thoughts she was having as she stared down at that ominously stained top

‘But first, just as for your foolish servant, a lesson in respect is needed. You will undress... those decadent imperialist garments will be unnecessary from now on.' Sui Lin Chi lips tightened into a thin line and she just stood there, her body rigid, making no move to comply with the smirking colonel's request. The guards moved closer and there was the ‘ snick! ' of a knife blade as the one called Tang cut the rope binding her wrists behind her. She gasped with relief, flexing her arms and rubbing the red weals encircling each wrist as he padded back to join Chou on the edge of the shadows.

The three men left her alone, watching the woman intently for any sign that she was about to obey the colonel's quiet command. The guards grinned wetly in anticipation as Sui Lin kept her head down, deliberately making no attempt to remove the blue silk dress and concentrating on massaging the bruised skin of her wrists and easing her cramped joints. Finally, Colonel Lu nodded to the two men.

Warned by the soft shuffling noise of bare feet Sui Lin finally twisted her head round, her eyes staring in horrified realisation at the slow approach of the two heavily muscled thugs. Colonel Lu smiled gently and let them continue stalking their victim for the moment, amused by the woman's growing terror and her obvious loathing of the two guards. Only when they were almost within touching distance of their trembling victim did he raise one finger to stop their advance. ‘Perhaps you did not hear what I said. You will now remove your clothes,' he said quietly, ‘or would you rather these eager comrades undertake such a menial task for you?'

Sui Lin lifted her chin trying to muster some shreds of her old arrogance as she stared at the two brutes, their slitted eyes hot with excitement and their lips wet with lust as they waited for their master's next command. ‘I'd rather die than let those animals touch me...foul, filthy sadistic beasts. And you're worse...you will suffer for this...this...outrage!' Colonel Lu's lips curved in a half smile at the feeble words and mock anger... whatever Sui Lin Chi might say, she was submitting to his will.

He breathed out gently, a connoisseur relishing the signs of her increasing despair and terror; the constant shivering, the gleam of sweat on her forehead, and the trembling in her elegantly manicured fingers. The trembling made her awkward and fumbling as she tried to obey; fingers struggling to undo the tiny, carved buttons running down the length of the dark blue silk dress.

Silence fell in the hot, stinking closeness of the ancient chamber, broken only by the rapid, fluttering breathing of the two women; the gentle creak of the ropes binding May Tan over the post and the soft, impatient tapping of the colonel's fingers. He said nothing but his unblinking gaze made Sui Lin even clumsier as she struggled to free the tiny buttons one by one. Finally, the last one yielded and she straightened up, head bowed in shame as the heavy blue silk fell away, pooling round her feet with a slithering whisper of sound.

Her flesh gleamed in the lights; perfect skin with a soft golden tan, her body glistening with a fine sheen of perspiration; her lips and cheeks still coated with her young maid's juices as a result of her efforts to bring her to a climax not once, but three times, in that vain attempt to prevent Chou's obscene whipping of her labia. Colonel Lu smiled more broadly in appreciation as the blue dress slid to the floor. Somehow, at this point in an interrogation, with just the bra and panties remaining, a woman always seems even more naked that when she is stripped completely, he thought to himself, how curious .

Sui Lin's breasts were larger and firmer than those of most Chinese women, their fullness barely contained by a flimsy lace bra that did more to emphasise than conceal. The same was true of the brief triangle of white silk between her legs The sheer material of her tiny panties was now so wet and translucent so the darker shadow of her pubic hair could be seen through them and the material was pasted against the prominent bulge of her labia so closely that the indentation of her slit was clearly visible.

Sui Lin Chi's useless moment of bravado seeped away as the three men continued to stare at the soft, lightly tanned perfection of her body with cruel, arrogant smirks. Her shivering increased as seconds passed and she stood there, her body exposed to their mocking gaze. Growing realisation of just how revealing her flimsy underwear must be made her flush scarlet with shame; her hands darting to cover her body in the classic gesture; left arm lifted across her breasts, the right hand cupped over her genitals in a vain attempt at concealment. She dropped her eyes, trying to ignore the heat and colour of her embarrassment and humiliation rising up her chest and shoulders in a crimson wash of colour.

‘How touching...you may assist our guest, Tang,' Colonel Lu said quietly. The man shuffled forwards, the thin blade glinting in the lights as he moved behind the frightened woman. Sui Lin's head jerked up and round as she felt the faint tug on the strap of her bra then the razor edge sliced through the elasticated band. She managed a stifled gasp, almost a cry of despair, as the lacy cups fell away from the upper curves of her breasts and the now useless straps slipped down her arms. She clamped her left arm even harder hard across her chest trying to hide the prominent dark circles of nipples from the leering stares of the guards holding the ruins of her bra pressed against her body.

She jerked violently again, tottering on her impractical high heels and almost losing her balance as Tang crouched and yanked the white silk panties free from her cupping fingers and down below her knees in one single movement before slicing through the sides of the sodden scrap of fabric with two swift cuts and throwing the remains onto the floor beside her. Stiletto heels clattered precariously on the stone floor as she tried to balance and keep her legs close together, her body hunched over protectively as her last garment was stripped away.

Tang stood up, looked across at the Colonel for his nod of approval and jabbed the needle point of his knife into Sui Lin's side making her arch up and back in reflex at the sudden pain. ‘Hands behind head,' the knife jabbed again and a thin ribbon of red trickled down her flank, ‘now!'

Colonel Lu watched impassively as the trembling young woman, once so proud and haughty, bucked twice under the hot kiss of the blade before doing as she was ordered. The knife jabbed again and slowly and reluctantly Sui Lin Chi, the disdainful, arrogant wife of the late Minister of Internal Affairs, lifted her arms and clasped her fingers behind her head. The knife point probed and twisted into the delicate flesh under her ribcage. ‘Prisoner will stand with elbows back and head up, now!'

Tang's voice was a coarse, crude threat backed by the sudden fiery pains of the blade slicing and scraping at her flesh. With another stifled gasp Sui Lin Chi straightened up and braced her elbows back so the firm, high globes of her breasts lifted and jutted proudly. Despite her desperate efforts to think of other things, anything at all, the dark pink peaks of her nipples roused and stiffened as she stood there. The three men grinned at each other as they saw the tips of her breast hardening into blunt spikes while tears of terror and humiliation trickled down Sui Lin's cheeks.

‘The feet, Tang,' Colonel Lu murmured.

‘Aaaaaaah! '

Tang's knife point probed into the cleft of Sui Lin's buttocks. ‘Prisoner will stand with feet apart or...' The knife blade twisted gently bringing another anguished gasp as Sui Lin Chi's unstable high heels scrabbled and clicked on the stone as she stood astride. The long muscles of each leg showed in sudden tension as the point of Tang's knife pricked the delicate puckered flesh of her anus and Sui Lin lifted herself desperately on tiptoe to avoid the narrow blade.

He kept her at full stretch for over a minute before the colonel nodded; satisfied the lesson had been learned. The blade slid free and Sui Lin stood presenting herself in obscene display before Colonel Lu's cruel, pitiless stare; arched back, buttocks clenched, the beautiful length of her legs and thighs stretched and emphasised by her teetering high heeled sandals, the position of her arms lifting and enhancing the prominent curves and firm, hard peaks of her breasts whilst at the fork of her body the trimmed line of black hair on her mound arrowed down to highlight the full, pouting lips of her cunt.

‘The arms'

Sui Lin screamed as the two guards grabbed her wrists, twisting and forcing her arms up behind her back, elbows bent, wrists doubled to her shoulders and hands together. Without further orders they tied her wrists and then bound her upper arms, carefully wrapping and pulling the ropes tighter and tighter so her shoulders were arched back and her breasts jutted even more prominently. She squealed again as one of them grabbed her hair, gathering it into a crude pony tail before binding it with another length of thin cord.

‘Naaa...aarrrghh! Maaah please, aaaaah!'

Sui Lin's pleas were now directed to the timber beams overhead as Tang looped the tail of the cord from her hair down between her bound wrists and pulled it tight. Her head was wrenched backwards, neck held stretched in an agonising curve by the downward pull of her own wrists and arms. Her shoes clicked and clattered as she teetered unsteadily, unable to see anything but the ceiling and denied the use of her arms for balance.

‘Now for the lesson,' Colonel Lu rose and stood beside the quivering woman. ‘Look at me.' He waited, leaning over slightly to peer down into her pain-filled features until her eyes swivelled to concentrate on his face so close to her own. ‘It's time for you to entertain us...Chou is going to cane you...and as he does, you will dance for us; so we may appreciate your skill and beauty.

‘N-never...I won't... never...'

‘Never? Oh, but you will, I assure you...in a very few moments.' Colonel Lu held up two lengths of fishing line and went on almost conversationally. ‘Did you know that Tang here is a keen fisherman, an expert at playing the largest fish? As you will find out...' As he spoke, Tang padded forward with a ten foot long bamboo fishing pole, ‘and these are for y...'

...Naaaaaaaaaaaaah!'

His words were drowned by the woman's piercing scream of terror as she caught sight of the blued steel fishhooks dancing and bobbing on the end of each line. But screaming was all she could do because Tang and Chou had grabbed her bound arms in a tight, brutal grip to hold her body quite still. Colonel Lu caressed Sui Lin's out-thrust left nipple with his fingertips. ‘Ah, I see you understand...' His fingers rolled the stub to and fro, letting her body's own response rouse and stiffen the sensitive tissue. ‘So hard, so delightfully sensitive,' he murmured. After half a minute or so, satisfied with the woman's obvious arousal and holding the tip of her nipple stretched out, he touched the needle point of the fishhook to the underside of her swollen teat. Deliberately, he placed the hook near the base of her nipple tip... after all, it would be unfortunate to tear it so early in the session......' he thought.

‘Nuh...n-n-n...AAAARRRGGGH!'

Sui Lin bucked against the hands holding her still; screaming insanely to the rafters as Colonel Lu slowly pushed the curved point through the fleshy base of her nipple. The scream ululated as he let it go and tugged the line, stretching the dark pink tip out like a stubby finger and letting a single thin trail of blood trickle down the under curve of her breast.

He waited until her spasms had died away then removed the hook, waited a few seconds, and then slowly worked back through the meat of her nipple once again. ‘Just to show you that my special hooks have had the barbs filed down... you should thank me for showing you such consideration...' the colonel chuckled as the woman heaved and squirmed in the grip of the guards. He didn't mention that he had many kinds of hooks; some with burrs, some with barbs and others with specially roughened shanks for a more lingering effect. The only reason he was using plain, unbarbed hooks was because he wanted to keep her aureoles and nipples in good condition for some extra attention later on.

‘And now for the other side too of course...' Again the gentle stimulation and inevitable response as her other nipple was stroked and caressed into a hard, stiff peak. Sui Lin strained her head against her bonds, the tendons in her neck showing like pale cords beneath her skin as she tried to see what was happening, but to no avail. It was only the touch of the colonel's soft fingers and the sudden stabbing pain of the needle point that gave her a second to clench her teeth against the coming agony as Colonel Lu delicately positioned the second hook.

‘Yaaaarrrrgggghh! N-n-n-naaaagh! Aaaaah, Aaaaaah!'

Whilst she squealed, Tang busied himself attaching the other end of each line to the tip of the bamboo rod. Colonel Lu held out his hand and Chou, who'd used the whip with such dreadful skill on May Tan's genitals, padded forward, bowing respectfully as he handed the colonel a slim, three foot long bamboo cane. ‘Chou is going to cane you – most severely.' He lifted the polished pale yellow shaft and stroked it against Sui Lin's flank. Despite the stabbing agony in her nipples the young woman flinched and twitched as the cane slowly caressed the long curve down from her armpit to the soft swell of her hip. The Colonel nodded in satisfaction as he noted the stubborn tightness of her lips. Still proud, still pretending she is stronger with that stupid, arrogant superiority...breaking this one would bring particular pleasure. The colonel was a man who always enjoyed a challenge in his work.

The bamboo rod dipped and lifted between her long elegant legs. Her high heels clicked as she wobbled, indrawn breath hissing and her back arching back even more in the strain of clenching the big muscles of her thighs and buttocks. Her body shivered with fear and strain as the colonel tapped the thin cane against the plump outer lips of her cunt.

‘Uh-aaah! '

A single, forced noise in the silence as the cane dipped then flicked up to snap against the pouting labia with a tiny, crisp sound.

‘'Thwick!'

‘Fffffffffaaahh!'

The sound more muffled this time, a sudden indrawn breath as the cane caught the exact line of her slit, forcing her up on tiptoe in a vain effort to lessen the tormenting impact. The woman shuddered, desperately fighting the urge to move, to turn away from the stinging nip of the cane.

‘Swick!'

The colonel's wrist flexed again, the smooth yellow rod snapping viciously against the inner edges of those engorged lips so her self control broke; her body twisting and one leg lifting so the curve of her thigh shielded the fork of her body as she jerked and half turned away.

‘P-p-p-please...noooo... n-n-n-nuh...NAARRGGH!'

Sui Lin suddenly gabbled in terror as she caught sight of Tang lifting the bamboo fishing rod out of the corner of her eye. The gabble dissolved into a squeal of pain as the rod flexed and bent; Sui Lin's breasts lifted and stretched in blunt cones as the lines snapped taught and the vicious steel hooks clawed the flesh of each nipple into a thin finger of agony. Sui Lin arched backwards, teetering and scrabbling on tiptoe as she tried to relieve some of the terrible tension in her breasts.

Her knees lifted in turn as she swayed and tottered, her eyes fixed on the two lines fixed to the tip of the horribly flexible pole. She gagged and dribbled with each tiny movement as Tang kept the lines taut, tormenting her by increasing and decreasing the tension in the hooks; working her breasts up and down and keeping the agony at screaming pitch.

‘Ah, I seem to have lost our guest's attention for a moment, Chou. Perhaps you should begin the lesson anyway,' Colonel Lu murmured holding out the cane as he watched the woman's frantic efforts to find her balance.

Chou bowed, eyes glittering with excitement and pleasure, as he took the whippy cane from the colonel. He waited until Sui Lin turned slightly then swung his arm in a flat, controlled arc; the thin cane zipping through the air to slice across the top of her thighs right in the crease where her bottom cheeks swelled out.

‘Thwuck!'

‘Y-y-y-yaaaaaaarrrrgh...aaah...aaaarrggh NAARRGGHH!!'

Sui Lin catapulted forwards as the blazing agony grew and grew. And was jerked to a halt with an even louder scream as Tang lifted the fishing pole and the hooks stretched her abused teats high in the air. She twisted, fighting for balance...and Chou whipped the cane round to sear a second, raised weal across her skin; this time across the soft curve of her lower belly between her naval and the hollow of her hips.

‘Thwuck!' ‘Thwuck!' ‘Thwuck!' ‘Thwuck!' ‘Thwuck!' ‘Thwuck!'

With each vicious stroke, Sui Lin Chi, society hostess and minister's wife, danced and screamed like a mad woman for the entertainment of Colonel Lu. Tang led her to and fro, round and round in clattering, unsteady circles using the flexible fishing rod to keep her breasts stretched up into long cones of agony. There was no relief, no cessation from the searing, hot kiss of the fishhooks twisting and wrenching at the tender meat of her nipples. Even when she deliberately jerked forwards, trying to break the lines or pull the hooks free, Tang was too experienced, too wily in his skills to allow her such an escape. Playing her like some obscene game fish he kept her hooked and her agony at a peak.

Chou stood to one side, watching and waiting as his fellow torturer brought the screaming figure round in another high-stepping turn so he could lay more searing stripes of agony across her belly and bottom, gradually lacing her lower body in a pattern of raised red weals that formed a burning corset of pain.

‘Enough' Colonel Lu murmured finally some fifty strokes and half an hour later. Chou dropped the cane and seized the woman from behind while Tang skilfully removed the hooks from her nipples. ‘Untie her...' Chou undid the carefully placed knots then brought a fresh series of screams from Sui Lin as he dragged her cramped and numb arms down to her sides. He let her go and the once proud Sui Lin Chi collapsed on the stone slabs in a twitching, moaning heap.

‘Leave her and get rid of that,' Colonel Lu nodded at the still whimpering figure of May Tan bent over the torture post, ‘and then return to me.'

Colonel Lu waited while they untied the maid and dragged her away into the shadows. Sui Lin's breathing slowly returned to near normal and she sat up, gasping as the cold stones touched the raw weals on her bottom. She did not look at him, but remained curled over, her hands cupped over her blood-tipped breasts trying to soothe the throbbing agony in her nipples even just a little.

The guards returned. Sui Lin looked up at the sound of their padding footsteps, terrified at the knowledge that her real torture had yet to begin. Colonel Lu coughed gently, waiting for Sui Lin to look at him.

He pointed to the table. ‘Sit down there...' Obedient to his orders now, Sui Lin scrabbled to her feet and staggered across to the table. ‘No, not that way, in the middle,' he said sharply. Sui Lin turned as he spoke and sat down slowly and gingerly, knees together, hissing between clenched teeth as her sore bottom kissed the battered leather top. ‘For your sake I hope you are still as fit and supple as you claim,' Colonel Lu said unpleasantly as he flicked his fingers at the two guards.

‘Aaaaaah...naaaahhhhhf! '

Her cries were stifled by her own body as the two guards seized an ankle each and forced her back and lifting her legs high. Her shoulders smacked against the leather top but they moved round the edges of the table, forcing Sui to bend at the hips as they stretched her legs further and further over her head until they were able to touch her toes against the table beside her ears. Holding her doubled over, the men pulled her arms up between her legs; her shoulders against her inner thighs. She squealed again as they forced her arms out to each side, pressing down even more until they could tighten the cuffs attached to the table's edge around each wrist.

Sui Lin was spread out and helpless, held fixed by her own arms across her legs, her body curled back so her genitals and the brown rosette of her anus were splayed open. Colonel Lu grabbed a handful of her thick, black hair and lifted her head so she was staring at the gaping lips and soft inners fold of her own cunt. ‘You will be able to see everything...unfortunately for you.' He looked at the exposed figure strapped don on the table for a few more moments. ‘Tang, bring the special table over here.'

‘Aaah, p-please I c-can't breathe...aaaaah!'

‘You breathing is of little concern...besides, you will have other things to think about in a few moments.' The colonel's fingers traced along the raised weals left by the caning, listening to Sui Lin's shuddering breaths as he tormented the tender abused flesh. He let the shudders subside and then delicately traced one finger along the rim of Sui Lin's outer labia, fingernail scraping the moist, sensitive flesh so she bucked and heaved at each touch. She bucked even harder as one finger stoked the crinkled rosette of her anus. Colonel Lu nodded approvingly as he watched the tight little opening flexing and pouting at each tickling contact.

Tang placed a small table next to the Colonel. Arranged on crisp white cloth spread over the top were the colonel's special instruments; a collection of polished metal probes, tweezers, mounted needles, a small wire brush, a long corkscrew and a red lacquered tray holding a number of bamboo splits about the length of a chopstick. ‘Thank you, Tang. I won't need you again.' He grinned happily. ‘You and Chou may continue working on the maid for a few hours...I'm sure you will be able to finds ways for her to amuse you...'

He waved his hand in dismissal and the guards padded out leaving the colonel alone with Sui Lin. Waiting until he was sure they were alone he got to his feet and unbuttoned his tunic.

Colonel Lu undressed neatly and without fuss; laying his clothes tidily over the post that had held May Tan. Although in his fifties his body was lean and spare, the muscles still toned and well defined. He stretched and turned back to the table. His erection revealed his excitement, his penis rearing back towards his flat abdomen from the wiry black hair at his groin. He knelt on the table, letting her see his nakedness and arousal. He stroked the shaft, rolling the foreskin back so the glans showed polished and gleaming with the wetness already leaking from the slit. Knowing her eyes were on him, he continued the gentle masturbation with his right hand as he licked his left forefinger, held the wet finger aloft for her to see, and then placed the tip against the rosette of her anus.

Feeling the ring flex beneath him he smiled and then slowly wormed his finger into her body, twisting and pressing against the grip of her muscles and...

‘...Naaaahhhh! '

Her scream was more helpless outrage at the invasion than any real pain as his finger sank past the knuckle until his hand was pressed deep into the cleft of her buttocks. Her breath whistled through her nose as she clamped her lips together, trying not to give any obvious reaction as he slowly twisted and turned his finger inside her rectum.

At last he pulled free and she gasped again. ‘Let us see if you are a skilled here as with your mouth...' the colonel said and knelt on the table top, using one hand to position the head of his penis against her anus.

‘Nuh-nuh-p-p-please...huuuh, nah, N-naaaaah, Oh p-please d-don't ah-aaah...aaaah! Oh Nooooooooo!'

Indifferent to her pleas and wails of protest, Colonel Lu worked his cock deeper and deeper into the woman's rectum until he was fully inside her. He paused, adjusted his position, and then began to sodomise her. It was all for his own pleasure; long slow strokes that brought fresh grunts and cries with each impalement. Held open by her own arms Sui Lin was unable to resist or respond in any way. All she could do was flex her fingers and toes and thresh her head from side to side. Even breathing was a torment as Colonel Lu leaned harder into the outspread cradle of her thighs with each fresh thrust.

At last his movements quickened and Sui Lin felt the warm spurting discharge deep inside her rectum. He sat back, pulling free then letting the final dribbling strings of semen glaze the dark, swollen ring of her anus.

She moved slightly, her lower legs flexing and wriggling uselessly as he moved off her and she tried to get a little more air into her starved and compressed lungs. To one side she could hear the soft noises as Colonel Lu got dressed once more. She couldn't see him; her horizons were bounded by the vee of her thighs and the gaping moist oval of her genitals. As she strained against the ‘frog' tie that held her down she saw the now-swollen ring of her anus flexing and tensing like a pouting, second mouth with each contraction of her muscles.

‘Now we can concentrate on more important matters,' the colonel's soft voice broke in on Sui Lin's private agonies. He smiled down at her, a smile devoid of amusment...or any trace of pity. ‘Tell me about the bank accounts,' he said patiently, waiting for the hate filled eyes to blink once before Sui Lin Chi deliberately moved her head from side to side...saying nothing. ‘Then I must encourage you a little further...'

She bucked as his finger once again pressed against her anus. ‘Here first, I think.' The bamboo sliver was almost eight inches long, polished to a gleaming yellow shine that deepened to dark brown for the last two inches down to the fire hardened tip

‘N-n-n-n-n-aaaaarrrgh!'

A single echoing scream ripped through the thick air of the torture chamber as the colonel inserted the point of the bamboo sliver into the rim of Sui Lin's exposed anus. Holding the thicker end very delicately between finger and thumb, he waited for the first spasm to subside and then gently probed deeper, twirling the shaft so the point worked against the nerve endings, each movement bringing a fresh scream and another futile bucking spasm.

After five minutes careful work and with the bamboo sliver imbedded almost an inch into the delicate nerve tissue of her anus and rectum he sat back. The woman's screams died away to, replaced by a series of harsh sobbing gasps as she heaved and bucked against her own hands; desperate to do anything for the luxury of being able to move, close her legs...anything at all to stop the scalding agony in her bottom.

‘So stubborn...let's try another shall we...'

‘YEEEAARRRGGGHH!'

The second sliver pierced her anus right at the front where the soft line of her perinetum ended. If anything Sui Lin's screams were even more extreme this time, suddenly growing in volume and intensity as the probing point found the nerve centre and hot waves of molten agony took her to the brink of screaming madness.

Colonel Lu jerked away as a thin stream of urine arced out from the demented woman and dripped onto the stones below. Fastidiously, he wiped her buttocks and then reached for the shaft of the second sliver once more.

Only a little more attention was needed, then, she began to talk. With each gentle, twisting touch on the embedded needles the gabble of words became even more desperate. Colonel Lu smiled in satisfaction at this first success and picked up an ordinary wooden ruler such as a child might use in school. He waited until the babble of words slowed a little. Time to ensure the woman's compliance was genuine

He tapped the jutting shaft of one of the bamboo slivers with the end of the ruler.

‘Iiiiiiiyyyyyaaaaaah!'

The woman curved forwards, her forehead almost touching the lips of her cunt as she curled up in a single jolting spasm of agony.

‘The account numbers,' he said quietly, ‘all of them.'

‘Tap...tap...tap...tap...'

Colonel Lu put the ruler down so he could write each set of account details in a little black notebook as it spilled out of her mouth. Such things were not for menials such as Tang and Chou, they wouldn't understand. Besides, Colonel Lu had no intention of sharing with anyone else...at his age the prudent man made arrangements to ensure a long and wealthy retirement.

He removed the bamboo slivers and let her rest, the fingers of his left hand playing with her cunt lips as he smiled down at her tear stained face. ‘Thank you.

‘I tol you...p-pleeese...let me go...p-p-please...D-d-done wha...y-y-you wanted...' Her voice was hoarse, ragged with screaming and desolate with the knowledge of failure.

Colonel Lu studied the sweat-soaked features of the woman doubled over on the torture table. ‘Now I wonder if you've been completely honest...' His index finger twirled in the opening to her vagina. ‘No overseas deposits...and yet I know the Minister made a number of trips abroad.' His keen eyes noted the sudden flicker of fear in her eyes. ‘Oh dear, how very, very foolish...there is something else...isn't there?'

No...NO...please, I've told you everything...NOOOOO! You MUST believe me...!'

‘No, there's no must at all... Now, where this time... here?' The nail scraped across the opening of her urethra bringing another surging spasm and a gasp of noise. ‘Or would you like me to start with this...?' Forefinger and thumb rolled the little bulb of her clitoris to and fro; a gentle, lover's caress that was a cruel parody of the torture to come...

‘Nooooooo, pleeeese! T-tol you...everything...NAAAAAHH! ' she whimpered. The words became a sobbing wail as she stared down her own body, eyes wide with terror as Colonel Lu pried the inner lips apart and touched the point of the long metal corkscrew to the entrance to her urethra.

‘Then let me aid your memory,' he said softly, pressed down and slowly twisted his wrist. He smiled as the point spiralled into the tiny, sensitive opening and her mouth opened into a stretched O of pure agony.

It wouldn't take long this time...but Colonel Lu was in no hurry. After all, the prisoner was not going anywhere and he hadn't even started to pay proper attention to her clitoris yet...

Cortez

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