I gripped the Cat’s wrist and felt momentary resistance, this was a woman who was used to being in control. But we were past niceties and the situat...on that I found myself in was not of my making. I guided the Cat onto all fours, marveling at the beauty of her back, her shoulders and particularly her cascades of dark hair. I now felt a gentle hand rub the underside of my shaft, pushing it up gently. What regard this woman had for her friend’s pleasure! While she was doing this I spread the. Her nipples were enlargingdaily and were itching terribly. And each night while she slept, theprogrammed changes in the skin continued to shape her. Her waistcontinued to thin as did her limbs, neck and facial features. Her hairgrew rapidly and within two weeks, she was sporting shoulder-lengthblond tresses, eyebrows and lashes, and even the beginnings of pubichair. Each day she would examine herself in the bathroom mirror, andeach day she was becoming not only more accepting of what she. "Are you ready Miss?"Her eyes wide open; she takes a deep breath and replies:"Do it Sampson, rip me apart"The first lash falls across her shoulders. Three wheals rise on her formerly perfect back, and she screams. The first of many screams to come. Sampson takes his time. She has planned this to the last detail. The lashes must be spaced out, methodical. She must be given time to suffer each and every one of them. The second falls, a little bit lower. The must not overlap. As much as possible. As their love-making becomes more and more intense, they find themselves unable to separate themselves from each other, until every waking hour is spent in more and more dangerous sexual acts with Sada becoming more and more of the aggressor. Finally, for the ultimate in eroticism, Kizicho agrees to be strangled during sexual ecstasy for the ultimate in orgasmic fulfillment.ReceptionShocking in its graphic sexual content and riveting in its portrayal of passion run amok, Nagisa Oshima's.