Rachel looked at her with determination in her eyes, playing her part to the bitter end and not giving in to Tanja’s threat. This was Tanja’s cue to give the sign to Jeff to start turning the dial that would bring the electric current to the dildo embedded in Rachel’s wet cunt. He turned the dial to the mark with the figure 5, Rachel shivered and again tried to pull her legs together, but remained silent. I put my hand on Tanja’s arm, after which she looked at me questioningly.
“What does the 5 on the dial stand for?” I asked.
“It means that she got a jolt of 5 mA, which gives her a sting, anything below 30 mA is fairly harmless but the higher you go from 5 to 30 the more painful it is, but it will definitely not kill you. The dial for the dildo will only allow 4 steps of 5 mA going to a maximum 20 mA, the ones for the skin applications go to 30 mA.”
That reassured me a bit, in my mind’s eye I was seeing her shaking as if she had been tasered, but that was not going to happen. Tanja continued in her role as Ilsa.
“Ah we have a tough one here, who prefers to suffer instead of giving us the information we want,” Tanja said with an evil smile on her face as if she was really enjoying torturing Rachel.
“Higher!”
She shouted at Jeff, who obliged by turning the dial to number 10.
This time Rache gave a squeak but continued to look angry and determined to Tanja, her lips firmly pressed together, as if to say,
“I will not speak.”
This looked like the start of a competition of will between these two women. Rachel was bound to lose, but she was clearly determined to go as long as possible before giving in.
Tanja hit her boots with the riding crop she held in her hand, clearly frustrated that Rachel was not yielding and totally in character shouting,
“HIGHER!”
Again, although seemingly a bit reluctant, Jeff turned the dial to the third digit, 15. This time Rachel was really shaking grabbing the armrest with her hand, her knuckles turning white, letting a scream escape from her lips. She was suffering, her pussy must feel as if it was on fire. The crowd again held their breath looking on with big eyes. Some women, who had been in Rachel’s position before clapped a hand before their mouths, encouraging her with their eyes to not give in.
“Speak woman, tell us the secret password that will give us access to the resistance’s lair, or do you really want us to kill you? Are you willing to die for your cause?”
I must say Tanja was good in her role as Ilsa, she absolutely wanted her prisoner to give her the secret password, so she ordered her subordinate to turn the dial up again.
“HIGHER!”
She shouted at the top of her voice, “or do you want to take her place?”
“No Major!” Jeff replied and began to turn the dial again to the maximum of 20mA.
Rachel’s body immediately became rigid, straining against the leather straps, you could clearly see her muscles spasming, her mouth wide open with nothing but air coming out. While slowly turning her back to the scene Tanja said to Jeff,
“If she doesn’t give you the password, shoot her, we have no use for heroes or stupid resistance women,” and walked away striking her boot with the riding crop.
Now Jeff quickly turned all the dials all the way down. Rachel slumped like a wet noodle in the chair her eyes closed but in a way looking relieved that it was over and that she had won the unofficial contest. I assisted Jeff in unstrapping her.
“Are you OK darling,” Jeff whispered, upon which Rache opened her eyes and smiled at him, “how do you feel?”
“As if I’ve been under a steamroller but I’m OK. It was intense and despite the pain I loved it and I wouldn’t have wanted to have missed this experience. I have one request though…” “Yes dear whatever you want, tell me…” Jeff replied.
“I need to cum, can you please fetch a Magic wand and make me cum please?”
“Don’t you prefer it for me to lick your pussy instead?”
“Yes, that would be nice as a starter while Lew gets a Wand and applies it to my clit while he sucks on my tits. Can you do that for me, Lew, please?”
“I’d love to dear, after what you’ve been through I’ll do anything to make you feel better.” While this conversation was going on between us and since the torture show was over, the onlookers had dissipated. Rachel slid down in the chair, her legs over the armrest completely opening her up for Jeff to orally attack her red, but also very wet cunt. I returned with a Magic Wand, switched it to low, and applied it to her love button while I latched on to one of her tender nubs, which still bore the marks of the crocodile teeth of the clamp that had been attached to it. I licked and sucked it tenderly, getting it quickly very hard.
Instead of screaming Rachel now began to moan, alternated with groans of pleasure and little yelps as Jeff did his thing with his tongue deep between her intimate folds. I tried to coordinate my sucking and licking of her mammaries with keeping the Wand on her clit. Her breath began coming in ragged little gasps bringing her into an ever-heightening spiral of arousal, drawing her closer and closer to an earth-shattering orgasm. With all the stimuli she had had in the past hours, it didn’t take us very long to make her climax. She arched her back and stuck her breasts out, pushing them hard against my mouth and nose, while holding the back of my head pressed against her chest, taking my breath completely away while I felt every muscle in the rest of her body tense up. The effect was very similar to the electroshocks, but this time in complete sexual bliss.
Jeff had a hard time not drowning in her pussy juices as she squirted all over the place. He kept swallowing and swallowing as fast as he could while Rachel launched a high-pitched continuous wail of ecstasy. I could see it but I presumed that the whole club turned their head toward the interrogation corner, thinking maybe Rachel had finally been electrocuted to death. Instead, her orgasm washed over her in repeated tides which didn’t immediately die away but kept going on and on.
When she finally slowed down, she slumped back in the chair, like she had done before when the electro stimuli had been removed, releasing both me and Jeff from her body. When I looked at him I suggested picking her up and taking her to the dressing room to recover: he agreed with a thumbs up. While he carried her to the dressing room to recover, some of the people we passed clapped their hands saluting her bravery.
I went to fetch Rachel’s clothes from Jack’s corner and brought them to the dressing room for her to put back on when she had recovered. After dropping them I walked to the bar, where I joined Grace, who was still chatting with the twins.
“From what I could hear it was intense, wasn’t it?” she asked.
“Yes but I think despite that it must have hurt like hell, Rachel enjoyed it tremendously. I’m not sure though they will install anything similar in one of their villas. Neither of them said anything, and I think they are still far too overwhelmed by the experience, but I guess it will remain a once-in-a-lifetime experience for them…and for me as well, I can assure you.”
“Oh was it that intense then?”
“You have no idea, I was reliving the movie of Ilsa, She Wolf of the SS but live this time.”
“You saw that movie?”
“Yes of course, what would you expect?”
“Let me think, were you old enough to be allowed in the cinema?”
“I was, come on Grace, for heaven’s sake I’m 60 you know, not 52 like you. You would have been a year too young to be allowed in the cinema at that time.”
“Yes you’re right, but did you like the movie?”
“To be honest the scenes with the naked boobies were wonderful, but from the torture scenes I had nightmares for at least a fortnight.”
“You poor thing, well that’s why that type of film is forbidden for younger people.”
“Yes you’re right, but I must say I was impressed with our Tanja’s personification of Ilsa, she had it down to the last detail, except for her hair color and the size of her boobs, but that’s a mere detail.”
“I wouldn’t call Ilsa’s boobs a detail.”
“No you’re right there she had impressive tits, I wonder if Tanja got the idea from the movie as well, I’ll have to ask her one day…But hang on a second, how do you know about the size of Ilsa’s tits, did you see the movie as well?”
Grace blushed and nodded, “yes I saw the movie, in fact, I saw all four of them.”
“How did you do that, you were underage when they were released in the cinema?”
“Ever heard of video cassettes Lew?”
“Oh I see, you rented them later when they were released on video?”
“No, I bought them during a liquidation sale of video and audio cassettes end of the nineties, when these things ran out of fashion and were replaced by DVDs.”
“You still have them?”
“Of course…You want to see them?”
“What do you think?”
“You naughty boy, but OK I’ll lend them to you, or maybe you can come over and we can watch them together, we’ll make an Ilsa movie night of it.”
“Sounds like a plan, I’ll get us some fancy takeaway and we can spend the evening watching those sexy horror movies together, just let me know when it suits.”
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