"So what's your reason?" she asked. "Are you one of those destructive artist types on your way to alcoholism? Hemingway? Bukowski? Don't tell me you'r... just a sad sack who had a bad day and you're pouting."I had a nice buzz. And I suddenly wanted to keep talking to Cathy. I'd always done alright with women. Still, beautiful women weren't typically going out of their way to get to me. I usually had to work for their attention. I knew Cathy was probably just working for tips. Especially when she. 'She says nothing so I bring the flogger down with full force across her expansive pale back.She flinches with the pain, but doesn't yell out, and red fingers from the falls appear across her flesh. I feel good, very good – I like hurting females.I raise the flogger, savouring the momentary hiss before I bring it down a second time hard upon her skin. This time she cries out and shifts slightly on the stool. I start to become aroused and fear that I may not be able to stop.I deliver ten lashes,. I saw Jane again a couple months later, she seemed happy we went for a drink and conversation “You seem perky Jane; things are better I take it.” “Yes, with my expertise, I got offered a better job with more pay with a competitor of my old place and I took it.” “I am happy for you, how about Ray?” “I did not contest the divorce and I don’t see him anymore. I started dating again.” “Good for you.” “One thing Fran, if I ever meet a man I love again. I will never tell him the smallest lie.. I had them taken to a different building while I gathered the tools I’d need, and then asked the six who had come with me to wait outside and not come back inside unless I called them. They all shuddered when they saw the assortment of devices I had with me.There are so very many ways to torture someone, probably an unlimited number of variations on a large number of proven techniques. Part of my training had included being tortured to gain the ability to resist talking if we were ever.