I had met Jeff that year, during a time that a virus was sweeping through the world. Laws were passed to keep people isolated and meeting up was entir...ly forbidden. Technology was a god send in those days, it allowed Jeff and I to really get to know each other. We had all the time in the world to chat and discover where we had similarities. It turned out that we liked a lot of the same things. We spent so many days and into the night talking, laughing, telling stories and planning a future. She wasn’t really paying attention and seemed preoccupied until with a start she stopped where she stood and starred at her Great-’grand-mère’ and me. She was speechless. In truth, wouldn’t you be also?She was dressed in a very professional style, in a grey woolen jacket over a white blouse with lace showing between the lapels. She had a matching skirt and black shoes with low heels.She finally gasped, “Christian? Is that truly you? And is that ... is that?”It was Aurora who answered.“Oui, ma. If you do not like bloodthirsty tales of brutality, do not read any further. This story is a phantasy of sadistic cruelty that bears no resemblance to reality. Women endure hours of vile torments that would kill a real person in five minutes, and their tormentors seem endowed with magical sexual prowess that a Viagra salesman would envy. If you do read it, I hope it releases your own sexual needs harmlessly in this phantasy world. .A torture story by Susan..This tale is phantasy and made for. Her intellect had served her well in the Air Force, moving her quickly up the ranks to Captain. Her final posting had been as an Air Force General's staffer at the Pentagon.When she met Colonel Ansel and learned exactly what his black-ops project was doing, she knew that's what she was meant for. And Colonel Ansel thought she was perfect for the job.While the civilian scientists in the project believed she was just a 'personal assistant, ' her real job was to watch over the civilian.