Again and again the lash cut into the soft skin of her breasts, the heavy wire cored cables hitting harder than would a whip of leather or rope. Maggie's breast started to turn deep red and purple as the welts from the whip were painted layer over layer. Her upper body shone with sweat as she shook from side to side like a tree in a sadistic hurricane. Finally, she could take no more and her arms flew forward to shield her ravaged chest, the whip striking her forearm. She shook her head wildly, "No more, please, no more." she begged.Tapping the whip impatiently against his thigh, the man asked "Have you decided to die then?"The question seemed to shock the woman back to reality. With a moan, she straightened slowly and locked her hands behind her once more. "Hold still for one more on each tit and we are done." offered the assassin.Maggie nodded, her shoulders shuddering violently. The fan of wires slammed hard against her left breast, drawing blood. She threw her head back in agony,. Aron smiled and said, ‘No, it is sort of an unwritten rule that passengers wear either robes or nothing at all. I also felt that you would feel better if I was dressed the same as you are.’ Daniel’s nervousness faded, there was something about Aron that made him feel more at ease and was glad knowing that he was going to be with him. Sara led Daniel into the test room, followed by Aron. Ellie followed Dianne into the viewing room. She sat down on the sectional while Dianne went to the locked cabinet and returned with two pills and a glass of water. ‘Here Ellie, drink these down, they will help relax you and take some of that nervousness out of your mind.’ Ellie was nervous and she quickly drank down the pills which would induce low level arousal and make her ‘open to suggestion’. Dianne sat down beside Ellie, it would be a few minutes before the pills took effect. She pressed a button and two monitors rose up in front of them. Ellie watched as Sara, Aron and Daniel walked into the.
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