In only a minute of this torture, the girl had learnt to remain still. XXX “It will cause intense pain.”
The boy on hearing this whimpered loudly and squirmed in his bonds, which only allowed him limited movement. Greta Foulds stepped onto the stage carrying her favorite instrument; a French martinet. The child stared at it, her eyes large and round. With some satisfaction, Alice saw the look in the spectator’s eyes, as they realised that there would be no escape from her torture. Rose stopped her circling to step in front of the child. “Are you ready, Sarah?” Alice said teasing her. Going to his medical bag again, Jeremy retrieved three more curious instruments. Rose held a whip; Brenda held fresh nettles in her gloved hands, Rebecca held a long cane and Wendy blushed brightly as she stepped forward wearing a tight fitting leather harness around her waist, with a thicker than average rubber cock attached
