“You see? Stretch body on rack, beat testicles with leather strap, mind start to work.”As resentment shouldered its way through the ranks of pain ...urrounding me, Mandy entered the interrogation suite and acknowledged the Russian, who nodded, unsmiling. Mandy asked the torturer how the specimen was progressing.“It begin to remember what it do to Ann Rennie, called Aileen,” said Ms Kurtag.Mandy walked over to the rack and stared at me. She sniffed and wrinkled her nose.“Yech. Has it. She began to moan louder now with a short breath and next thing she shuddered beneath me and bit her lip as an orgasm ripped through her. she asked me to get up after a minute of recovery and said she was a bad person and i must never tell anyone about what had just happened. i said i would on one condition. when she asked what the condition was i told her i wanted to see her pussy. she refused so i said ok, i would tell my mam what had happened after much talking and her promising me. "Get on your knees." I climbed onto the bed and stuck my ass high in the air.I felt him climb onto the bed behind me. Then grabbed my ankles to spread them a bit so he could get close behind me. My face was in my wife’s pillow and I will never forget smelling her. It was very visual. I could see her beautiful face with my eyes closed. The smell of her blended with the taste of him and so many thoughts and memories flooded my mind. It was one of the most powerful moments of my life. Suddenly I. I coughed and he opened his eyes, looking up at me with what seemed to be an expression of bewilderment and disorientation."Jess," he gasped.My body began to perspire profusely and my teeth chattered. I was really nervous now; nearly terrified at what he might say to me. In the dark, I turned my eyes to him. He was wiping a hand over his face. With his other hand, he reached down and carefully pulled my fingers from him.I didn't know what to do, and was becoming such a nervous wreck, that I lay.