Instead, corporal punishment was used. In Dulce, it was sexual as well.There were ten offenders this day, four men and six women. The first one up was...a young guy. He had been speeding. The open highways had no speed limit but, inside town limits, there were speed limits and they were enforced for safety. He had been driving fifty in a twenty-five zone in the middle of the day. He had just missed running over a couple fucking at the edge of a sidewalk.His penalty was five lashes and half a day. She squealed again. It wasn't enough.Her face turned towards me. She hid her face against my chest, her hands still holding mine against her breasts. Her breathing was so ragged I almost thought she was crying."Hurt me," she begged, "hurt them more."I squeezed them, as hard as I could, but did not release them. When her squeal of pain and pleasure had died down, I said:"Brace yourself."I twisted her nipples in a sudden, violent jerk.Her scream was fabulous.Her hands released mine and I saw them. Her chest didn’t rise and fall with breath. No warmth came back into any part of her.Elsa examined every inch of skin on the dead body and found that it was all still perfect. It was the body beneath the skin that had failed. Blood, bone, heart; these hidden things were so unaccountable. Anything could have gone wrong with any of them.But maybe the skin could be saved? Mind racing, Elsa imagined a new and better body for it, a perfect body. One she would make herself.She took the body to the. They stopped only once for gas. When CaptainLogan stopped the car, Major Brewer asked Amber if she needed to go tothe restroom. The restroom was surprisingly clean and Amber went into oneof the stalls. Once finished Amber went to the sink and looked at herselfin the mirror. Most of her makeup was gone and her eyes were red andswollen from crying. She brushed the hair from her face and splashed somecold water on herself."You are very pretty." Yeah, thanks Major. I don't feel pretty right now.".