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THE OLD SCHOOL. By TANOKOS of Cordoba Argentina.
Year 1897, Province Of Corrientes Argentina.
CHAPTER I: THE FORTIN.
Once women entered into the wagon begins a long road to the gendarmerie outpost, located 32 km from the farm. The ride is bumpy and very slow, the rains of the previous days had further deteriorated the already winding road. On two occasions the officers were forced to stop to remove the mud wagon, with much difficulty in the second. After seven hours of the 4 that should last trip, the small glow coming through the vent starts to become increasingly tenuous gives them understand women who already dark. Also heard thunder in the distance. It would be another hour before they can reach the fort. The road is winding but more even in this last stretch. Finally the wagon stops. They had reached the fort, the magnificent structure that was a vital strategic point during the War of Paraguay is now a mere prison. Outside the officers exchanged words with the guards at the entrance of the property and these then stammered, opening the gate. By putting the cart working again heard the thunder and are intense and close and even begin to fall the first drops, the officers begin to stand the rain coats. After cessation of both women looked up for a moment and concluded that there was the fort. Mercedes to confirm your deepest fears felt even more tormented because she knew quite well the place, his mother was arrested several years there and shuddered at the thought of the torture, rape, confinement and forced labor of those who this I speak. Particularly her mother accused her of theft, the stripped, tied her wrists from behind and raped her several times between 9 men who were inside the torture chamber. Then followed the stretch on the rack for hours until finally after nearly 24 hours. confessed his alleged crime and was sentenced to 10 years in prison. Outside feels that begin to open the latch and the pin finally the door opens. Two officers waiting outside. One of them is out Bermúdez who with his husky voice ordered them down to women, who still handcuffed, had extreme caution when jumping into the thick mud. Mercedes succeeds with difficulty and not Romina who grip soles make it devoid of skate and collapse violently side down in the mud. One of the officers up and forces her to walk behind Mercedes, who had moved a few feet. A hasty and overly guarded step at a rate of three men each. They started way to the other end of the enclosure. The rain made it difficult to pass even more prisoners; halfway Romina being forced to walk faster but began to sink in the mud while reaching above the ankles what to lift your legs with more strength to walk. It was in such attempt he felt almost cut off his right foot espadrille. Making forcibly with your fingers does not hold back but serious by far. Few meters ahead and soaked her dress, feels again the same sandal came off but this time it is buried therefore find it difficult, in that one of the three gendarmes walks by and pushes falling this side. The policeman reached down and remove the remaining espadrille winnowing away. Levanto Romina and continued walking. After a few long minutes reached the other end of the facility or a window overlooking the splendor of some lanterns and torches. As you enter you see a gray-haired man in his 60s, thin, with light blue eyes and slightly unkempt beard sitting at a small table on which lay a pipeline, some papers and a dirty rag dyed dark blue ink.
-Good night. He said in his hoarse voice Leguizamon Commissioner.
-Good night. Romina sheepishly replied.
Good evening sir, these are the suspect of murder in the .... Leguizamon standing suddenly interrupted while directing you glared at the Mercedes crestfallen:
-In my village greets girl. He said as he begins to approach the frightened woman. Mercedes is quick to wave back at any time without lifting his eyes but it was too late. Now the sheriff is behind the prisoner, which to lose sight silently shuddered. Leguizamon enjoys teasing his victim in standing silent behind this, without saying any words or gesture abruptly pulled back her hair with his left arm woman releasing a slight wince. Mercedes closed her eyes tightly and tried to restrain trembling. Then Leguizamon introduced his right arm at the neckline and violence began manosearle excessive breasts. Mercedes began to plead tearfully please tarried but otherwise this finding considerably cleavage tear your breasts. Not satisfied with that it gave her hair, stands in front of her who was sobbing and just being controllable. With both hands free finish to tear the neckline majestic being exposed nipples were licked by celebrations and exclamations Leguizamon among other gendarmes prosaic. At this point the prisoner seeking unsuccessfully to sneak her abuser. Romina Meanwhile terrified witnessed the abuse. After groping Mercedes stopped for several minutes; Mercedes containing went silent tears.
- Come. I order the Commissioner (both women came to the table). I need you to sign this. He said holding two papers in his hands, the silence that gave women did understand what the commissioner expected, both were illiterate.
- If I do not know sign can make the fingers. Gesticulating said sarcastically. Strange gesturing to one of the gendarmes these moorings proceeded to remove the prisoners. Romina rubbed his bruised wrists like the other woman and then, fearing the same fate as her friend stepped forward without looking up, his left hand extended Leguizamon.
- The other hand mommy. Replied the Commissary snub
- Sorry, sorry
The commissioner will subject the wrist tightly, then soaked the dirty cloth on the table with ink and color my thumb. Leguizamon stood for comfort and pressed the woman's finger on the sheet. Romina away giving rise to Mercedes. After having signed both documents are conveyed to an adjacent room, which in turn led to the basement. As we descend we see an intense fecal odor and moisture. Then they see it is a long dark hallway with several doors on the sides and with a torch on the wall every few meters. Halfway and behind a loud woman's scream desperation implied, probably after years of confinement. Both women shuddered in silence without turning to see what went door. As we ventured into what seemed an endless and increasingly began retobarse dark hallway which made the guards carry women in tow, to Romina to be the more burly guard held her a while each arm Mercedes, much more small and thin, coarse with a single guard. Finally they stopped at a door.
No, no please do not! Romina beg.
, One of the officers removed the heavy solid door latch on the bottom that has a small gate of about 50 cm. by 20 cm. The door opens and the two officers fanned Romina violently falling into this upside down. Before this could stop and run to the door that had closed again and the locks started to lock again. Outside Mercedes's pleas only interrupted by the laughter of the officers and the noise of the rain was all I heard. Romina fell to his knees in front of the door completely crushed by the anguish of this day so gruesome. With the little strength he had left slams his fists on the door several times and in a broken voice uttered a cry for help in vain. Just after several minutes of percatar Romina term of how overwhelming was his situation. The darkness was absolute cell. Only flashes of lightning coming through a tiny vent that was easily 2.5 Mts. high, a fecal odor filled her. Romina stood up and started walking toward the wall that had the fan, then you realize how small is the cell which had no more than 2 meters by 2 meters. Walking felt kicking a bucket, which to overturn fired a foul smell. It was the bucket to defecate. After 1 to 2 hours of walking through the cell product anxiety began to feel exhausted and lay on the floor waiting to fall asleep, and to his amazement, he succeeds.
CHAPTER II: THE RACK
Around midmorning Romina startled awake and immediately stands although this certainly sore from sleeping on the rough cobblestones. Now going into the glare of the sun becomes visible vent cell: auroras urine was on the floor the bucket is covered in feces and had several flies around. The door had a vertical scratches eerily resembling scratch. While scanning the cell creaks and latch automatically became alert Romina, after a couple of seconds the door begins to open. Three officers observed the frightened woman, one of them said:
-Come on, it's all over. It was a misunderstanding. Romina watch them completely stunned.
-Come on, replied the officer
-But ..... How? was all he hit upon to answer Romina.
-You have to go to the sheriff for me to sign the release .... or out.
Internally excited woman rushed to walk with the gendarmes to Leguizamon office. When you get there the sheriff was drinking mate sitting in the same chair as the previous day
'Hi, how you spend the night? Leguizamon said pretending to be sympathetic.
-Hello Sir, I have been fine. I answer without hesitation though his face was not convincing
'I'm glad, well .... we had a problem, apparently would have been a man who entered a steal.
- Why? wonder looking hide his anxiety.
- Well, look, first someone opened the door because there was nothing forced. But then who entered melee fight before killing Montalban, something that could not have made a woman .... unless it was a stout woman. A while ago we spoke with Mercedes and told us what happened. Now we corroborate the stories.
- How?
- Easy, I'm going to do some specific questions about what happened, if they shall sign the release agreement.
- Well, but what if I'm wrong? I am very nervous and there's things I do not remember. After the woman's response was a slight silence between the police, then went Leguizamon:
- As long as you yourself know that what you say is true you have nothing to fear, well let:
Sos? Skilled?
-Yes sir. He said looking at the table
-Mommy I need you to look me in the eyes
-Sorry sir.
- What tall are you?
- No sir. Romina said visibly uncomfortable being unable to answer positively.
-Let's see .... vargas how much you measure?
- 1.74 m. Lord. Replied the policeman.
-Good hiatus beside her and right you mommy, right. Beyond the gendarme wearing boots, barefoot Romina was almost high officer, was 1.71 Mts.
-1.70 M. Anoto vaguely Leguizamon in one of the papers.
Did you go to the toilet that night? Romina he hesitated and then answered
-Yes sir.
-And .... Does the latrine is on the front of the property?
-Yes sir.
-Which means that should open the door, the only door of the house. Leguizamon said special emphasis on the latter
-If. Another awkward silence covered the room
- Is there not left the door unlocked "accidentally"?
- No! replied nervously, then said:
I never do these things, I may be poor but no thief! I'm very careful, besides I never had done anything like the pattern!
- Hey! Do not you "have done"?
- I am a mother I can do this, I need someone to watch my children! .... Please, I have no one to do it for me.
- Do that woman? wonder Leguizamon and continued:
I repeat, as long as I speak the truth there is nothing to fear. Now what if I need to corroborate everything you did not say. I teach said Romina signed the sheet last night.
-Well you signed the partnership agreement. Are you going to do?
With tears in his eyes and the woman agree to tears.
-Well, stand Romina. He said the commissioner
Once standing woman walks past the guards voluntarily towards the cells, but it was long. After walking down the hall toward reaching a final door Romina was certainly scared.
When entering two men waiting with naked torso, a guard preemptively subject's arm and entered the woman together. Romina was horrified to envision a pony torture in the center of the room.
- No! No! No! please. Cry woman while the two executioners in the basement awaiting arms and legs pinned this and loaded until it even pony side. Once there Romina unsuccessfully tried to kick the executioners who began to undress her violently, tearing his garments with facon and then her petticoat, leaving her completely naked in a couple of minutes. Again pleas and cries shaking between the two executioners grabbed her wrists and ankles respectively and placed face up in the torture mechanism.
- NOOOOOO! Let me go! Cry desperate women.
Throwing the weight of his body the executioner held her legs together while one of the gendarmes stand strong ties at the ankles of women. Once secured the legs tied her wrists together. While shaking violently, one of the executioners begins to stretch the naked body of his new victim, once the stretch was enough to let immobilized reach the torture room together even write Leguizamon rookie named Garcia, who was the first once witnessed an interrogation. The Commissioner takes a chair and places it near the head of the pony sitting in it with the same peace with which sat to drink mate in the afternoons. Meanwhile the scribe is directed to a table at the back of the room.
-Well, have no fear, here all ...
-I do nothing, I did nothing, interrupted the terrified woman
-So you have to check Mommy, I told you.
- How? Check? Reviews!
- Looking into her eyes Commissioner answered him
-Is easy just have to keep your pressure such that you mean what you say is true, and if not, you will have the opportunity to do so and end all this. Today I am generous so I'll give you your first opportunity to tell the truth:
Vos? Were the one who stole?
- No sir, I did nothing. I answer with tears in his eyes
- Who helped you?
-No, I did nothing, I swear! after a few tense seconds Leguizamon I reply:
-Good start guys ......
- NO!
Upon hearing the order the eager executioners were launched, one of which way to the head of the pony and Romina blindfold with a thick strip of black cloth. The other is on the table there next to the pony which is covered by a tarp. to remove it is revealing the broader, insane and grotesque collection of instruments of torture, after a moment to review them decide to go from lowest to highest, so it takes two pigeon feather and becomes the colt handing one to his colleague. Romina had been a mother of two children what to be slightly overweight what was even more delicious the executioner wearing feathers, because the ribs and belly were her favorite areas when tormenting. Once equipped both, the latter begins to tickle her left nipple going just the tip of the pen with a delicacy that he felt as if an insect to rest on the skin, then slowly began to trace a circle on this. A Romina looked very uncomfortable but it was very obvious that it was not tickling. It is more even recorded that were tickling. The scribe looked with morbid attention to the scene. After failing to get the expected result the executioner begins to lower the boom on the left chest reaching ribs. there began a slow pan running from the base of his ribs to the armpit, arriving at the latter he printed a little more emphasis, digging into its folds up and down, no response more than sobs. Meanwhile the other is focused squarely on his side ribs brushing the space between these and vertically within also unanswered. Leguizamon, who was the most experienced in the field suggested that the woman was so tense that had desensitized (and this was the case). Knowing they needed something more intense silently pointed a bucket of water beneath pony, one of the executioners and puts decision on this. Inside were two brushes fairly rigid rectangular bristles similar to those used for polishing shoes. They each took one of the brushes and then also quietly pointed feet still covered in mud from the prisoner. Understanding the order both again dipped the brush in water and then left the executioner began to brush the floor helpless Romina, this time the reaction was almost automatic: Romina turn your right foot to cover other while a wide smile a slight gasp escaped, which soon transform the state into laughter. The other executioner tingling right foot and the woman left automatically superimposed on the right. The brush was thick and rough with bristles that cat's tongue once as a teenager licked the back of his right foot during a nap on the patio, with the exception that this time his feet were no moorings and coarse dam with chistar the animal to stop. But here and the shouting, and the prayers seem to make sense. After just 5 minutes into the torture and insert their feet to protect themselves, the executioner took the left toes and pulled back in order to have available complete plant. Romina retry the tactic but without more success than before. Now the other executioner did the same with the right foot tickling without disgust right plant, Romina began to shake violently:
-ENOUGH, ENOUGH ....... I CAN NOT BE AHAHAHAH AH AH .... jaaaa. NO ... NOOO. AHAHAHA.
-To the ankle. Sentenced Leguizamon who had prepared some mates gazing peacefully as brushing between toes of women. Romina broke unable to move his feet, nor the fingers. Started hip shaking so frantically trying menguasen a little tickle at the same time that is very difficult to think of anything else, but it is impossible. The annoying cat remember licking his foot was all that was coming to mind.
The scribe had placed the ink pen and prepared to take notice. They approached the 10 minutes Romina feet were perfectly clean, except for the nails, which contained even mud. Without hesitation the executioners used the brush to dig beneath these women but instantly folded his fingers. This strongly subject executioner base of the toes and was able to achieve its mission. Romina's fingers were particularly sensitive, while failing to bend, began to separate from each other as much as possible in a frenzy.
- Is much too! I manage to shouting in a second of respite that gives one of the executioners while your brush wet again. It took another tortuous 10 minutes before Leguizamon ordered them to stop the executioners. Those who moved away from the hectic Leguizamon victim while he was about to see Romina's feet, which were a little red from the harsh bristles but perfectly clean. Then he walked slowly up the right side of the head and paused for a moment in silence watching her closely. Saw as sweat dripped from the armpits, belly, neck and forehead. Suddenly, he takes the band which was a little sweaty. She looked into the eyes of Leguizamon and catching his breath half said:
'Please just, I gave-... I told the truth ...... I did nothing. (She swallowed hard and continued, in the background the scribe begins to take note) can not stand.
Immutable Leguizamon rebuke:
- You stole?
- I'm saying no. Please, you have to believe me. I answer very distressed.
-Continue. He said as he removed the bag, the moisture that accumulates in the basement plus 35 º C average January day that made the environment was stifling.
- NO. DO WHAT YOU WANT BUT PLEASE STOP. The woman's pleas were in vain. One of the executioners placed the band again and turned to the table, his eyes brooded between instruments. One of them took two smooth red balls similar to billiards. The other took a fork whose ends had two wheels equipped with nails, which spun hand with excessive morbidity before continuing torture. One way to the right side of porto and taking a ball in each hand, place them in the womb of Romina. Starting to circle around the navel the reaction was instantaneous: the body of the woman began to contort although this time on its side, the laughter sounded again. The balls were smooth but produced a tingle, that while there came to be tortuous as the brushes, it was annoying. It was soft but steady. When the other executioner was about to tickle the feet of women, Leguizamon ordered him to wait:
Wait, the balls are insignificant, but wear like a drop of water. If within half an hour does not speak not tell you.
- Agree. Leguizamon returned to his chair to continue the interrogation.
- You stole?
-HAHAHAAHHAHAHHAH AHHHAHHAHA NOO .. AM ..... AHHAHAHAHA
- You're what? asked sarcastically.
AHAHAHHHAHA AH-AM ... I AM INNOCENT!
- Who helped you?
HAHA jaaaa-ahhahaha. As you begin to tickle the ribs Romina was no longer able to respond. One ball was slipped to the executioner's hand, rolling on the rack and then fell to the floor shattered. The executioner was darkened and began to torture her with more intensity, this time up the space between his chest reaching to the base of the neck. Noting that the reaction was less immediately returned to the ribs, but not for long. Having spent several minutes of torture with balls and almost 40 in total decides tormenting the female genital area with circular movements to stimulate the bladder of his victim. with his free hand tickles around the navel and eventually fingers into this, alternating with the base of the ribs. Leguizamon again interrogated the woman. But is immersed in endless laughter. not even hit upon to answer. Given the refusal ordered the executioner to begin another, this went with the fork and straight cord Romina feet. Ato thumbs this to each other with the cord to prevent resguardase one foot to the other. Once your plants defenseless crotch rolled the nail horizontally, from one foot to the other, feeling the itch that generated the nails. She felt she was going to break, now could only wrinkle your plants as much as possible the effect wane waiting in vain because the cruelty would continue uninterrupted for 50 minutes. In that span of time the commissioner rebuke the prisoner four times with the same question of the principle of obtaining three occasions only uncontrolled laughter and choppy for a few that were obviously intelligible mumbling pleas. Only the fourth time the woman reached to exclaim:
- I CAN NOT BREATHE, I CAN RES - AHAHAHAHAH! Romina exasperatedly beg. After nearly 1 ½ hours of questioning and bladder about to explode, she peed miserably prolonged Romina which made her feel very humiliated but she just could not take it anymore. Seeing one of the gendarmes drain urine from the sides of the woman, it takes a bucket of water and ordered the executioners step aside. Once sections throws water towards Romina crotch. She is relieved for a moment, not only because the torture stopped, but because the water a little refresher on that hot afternoon. But peace did not last long because of the executioners immediately resumed its work and moans Romina weaker now sounded again. Having already lost track of time and on the verge of physical and psychological breakdown incontinence gripped her again. Latter noticed the executioner put more emphasis on bladder encourage him to tickle him, because after all, that's occupied the other executioner who now continued the torture on the ribs of women. Just 15 minutes later with a laugh shocking wetting again, this time in smaller amounts. The same would happen again a few minutes before you get started two hours of torture. Leguizamon ordered the executioners to stop and then take off the bandage to Romina. Beyond having dark skin and living in the shadows of the basement was clearly visible as her neck was red and his face where he had marked some veins slightly to match the front. His body was covered with sweat and after a few seconds finally opened his eyes very irritated, this time do not look at Leguizamon, but rather had his eyes fixed on the ceiling. Calmly examine Romina body from head to foot, the latter were as sweaty as the rest of the body and gave off a scent that was a true elixir for the commissioner who knelt and placed his face inches from Romina plants, thumbs to see that this had become dangerously purple decided to take the cord. The woman truly be beyond exhausted quietly enjoy the freedom to move your feet separately without noticing too much in what to the commissioner. Who could not resist the temptation. Too slowly began to move her tongue over the right heel, up the back to get in between the toes, where the curator was delighted with his tongue digging almost motionless feet of his captive, whom she sporadically and slowly away product fatigue. Romina not feel ticklish at first but it was annoying. Wrinkled his feet pinning for a second the tip of the tongue to Leguizamon what excited him even more. Started nibbling the ball of the right foot, which apparently was the most sensitive, and gradually became more intense tickle to the point in which Romina started laughing with some slippage but not as much as with the instruments. Within it began to transform shame into anger. Leguizamon noticed that the further humbled, riéndosele exaggerated with the other gendarmes. Romina's frustration was such that it was about to burst into a fit of rage, but the fear of retaliation was made stronger and remain submissive. Meanwhile Leguizamon was determined to irritate until this react. The commissioner ordered the woman drop pony. He approached the instrument table. Romina tries unsuccessfully to see what's on the table, but is located near the head pony making it almost impossible to see anything. Leguizamon slowly examine the real arsenal you have. Choose something and goes to Romina, she does not distinguish hold it until finally realizes: there were two leather gloves in the fingertips had firmly attached feather tips about 4 Cm. each, which had been slightly tapered at the ends. While the executioners placed a combative Romina on the floor holding her hand and foot gendarmes one of the fans at the ceiling a rope whose end is held tightly to a ring in the center of a metal bar, which has two open shackles ends. Tries to pass from side to side above a thick wooden beam that passes through the fourth. Once past being it takes the end of this and comes to the executioner holding the woman's legs. The latter makes it easier Romina right leg the gendarme who proceeds to putting on the ankle bracelet. Seeing that the torture would continue, Romina began to plead mercy but the gendarme heartbreakingly remains unchanged and places with a little more difficulty the other shackle. He was terrified of looking like the man just stood slowly and carefully gloves while the executioner proceeded to tie his hands behind his back; Romina looking convulses release the arms but the executioner is very strong and dominates almost difficulty. Desperate attempts unsuccessfully Romina hands clawing at the time that man ties his wrists. Once immobilized one of the men put back the bandage; Romina breaks into tears. Dejected begs to release her again. Leguizamon silently watch one of the policemen who was on the other end of the room and the latter realized that he must begin. He began to pull hard on the pulley and the harness that had caught the woman's naked body began to rise of several inches each pulled on the rope. When the woman's belly was at the height of the face of the commissioner this command to stop the policeman. For a few uncomfortable seconds Leguizamon enjoy seeing how the defenseless woman turned into the harness as he struggled to free himself. After a full turn and get back in front of the commissioner this began to scratch slowly up and down the ribs of Romina giving this a start to feel the sharp tips of the feathers. Instantly she gripped laughter. The Commissioner continued torturing Romina tickling up and down the ribs cruelly stopping the helpless armpits. Eventually belly tickled causing spasms of the head to the feet, which were still free from torture but it reflected the closing Romina suffering hard whenever resumed Commissioner hincándola tickling with her fingers. Romina on harness swayed begging for mercy but there was no respite for women nor was questioning. Now it was purely and torture, an endless torture. One of the executioners subject to immobilize the arms further. At that time Leguizamon left nipple biting Romina before licking with delight both breasts. She sobbed uncontrollably and open hands looking the best he could untie the ropes but it was useless. Drive over 80 terrible minutes torment in his torso. Torture was so intense that he could not think. It took several hours for comenzase Romina resistance to waver. Suddenly the harness began to descend but not too much. Before an exhausted Romina could realize what was happening tickling resumed, this time on the feet. No strength to laugh was several seconds before the woman let go a sound indefinitely between laughter and tears. The head and neck of Romina were terribly bloodshot, his face had hit the hair product of sweat and tears. After a few minutes he stopped torture and Romina felt that men babbled something behind him, one of them strongly bind Romina thumbs a tiny ring on the front of the shackles using a thin strip of leather. Then something cold ran down the soles of her feet, she reflexively closed his fingers with all the strength he had left but it was totally useless. I could feel it slipping through your fingers that something as wildly rubbing executioners. Was oil. After embadurnarle Leguizamon feet, even with gloves on, slide your index finger from the base of the thumb immobilized now to heel with a wicked slow. Halfway Romina attempt wrinkling her foot but the executioner had left finger so tight that this woman could barely move some other fingers before feeling a sharp pain.
- Are you going to talk? Leguizamon wonder resuming the interrogation. The woman did not answer. And the commissioner in response was placed behind Romina and with one hand on each foot above process repeated with the exception that now with all his fingers tickling. Romina started laughing uncontrollably;'s 20 years of experience Leguizamon tell you there are few who supported the oil and Romina does not seem to be the case. Anyway he knows that there are other methods of torture that will talk. Romina felt that he would die when he plowed cruelly Commissioner lines the soles back and forth through them with the tips of the gloves. I could crumple plants could not close her fingers could not even turn his feet could barely open a bit the fingers, to do that Leguizamon introduces one blade among them making Romina abruptly interrupted his laughter to release a scream while arched violently backward. With all his strength closed his fingers, but the throbbing pain he violated the leather straps on his thumbs forced to withdraw after a few seconds. Romina broken voice begged him to stop but seeing Leguizamon attacked defenseless again, this time on both feet. Romina continue twisting back and forth as the minutes passed. Romina in those few moments when he could string together his thoughts only to a question: why me? 40 minutes after the hours hung upside down Romina step you began to take effect, experienced a progressive numbness in your body (that was desensitized to tickling). Severe dizziness and fainting finally came. Romina's feet froze but still continued the tickling Leguizamon. It was after several seconds the commissioner realized that she no longer responded. This squatted in front of the woman and remove the blindfold. Romina red face was partially covered by her hair, which had been stuck in sweat. Leguizamon Slowly untie and revive command.
- That's all for today. Lévenla to his cell, if not today ..... will speak tomorrow.
Then the executioners released the ropes with incredible ease with which she struggled for hours seeking release starkly. Her ankles were purple like dolls. After a few attempts at resuscitation Romina came to himself, and to his horror, he continued in the torture chamber. The executioners ordered him to get up but she totally dejected, was limited to trying to get air. The executioners going up her arms over their shoulders and dragging her away to his cell naked. Romina was exhausted and could not walk by itself. When you enter the left face down on the floor. The men left and closed the door. The cell was so warm, humid and poorly ventilated as the torture chamber. Romina turned. The woman trying to sleep. But before doing so he could not avoid hearing the cries of Mercedes who was now taken in tow to the torture chamber, which was a few meters from Romina cell so he could hear everything that was going in there and that obviously denied sleep for a while.
Meanwhile stay in Montalban. Mario, the victim's brother, had a couple of hours by the detective reviewing the extensive grounds. Mario did not know if it was really incisive Búzio when researching or was that sobredimensionaba to the most insignificant thing trying to impress. Anyway Búzio Mario knew that, unlike Leguizamon, was the only person in the whole province skilled enough to find the real murderer.
- What is that? Wonder visibly puzzled while squatting. I draw something about 5 or 6 feet away. A standing Mario will cost as stated by Búzio find. It was only after several seconds when without a moment's hesitation identified what turned out to be a silver bracelet belonging to his sister. The men took the bracelet and kept as evidence. They also decided that they would search the ground for a while longer before entering the house. But the hours were passing and they found nothing that was more relevant. As the brother of the deceased put in serious doubt the qualities of the latter was commenting detective repeatedly, almost preventing it from failure, these types of investigations are slow and in most cases are a matter of trial and error. Also assure you that soon would find "something meaningful". Once seized the large patio, which took them over 4 hours in total, entered the building. The floor was gleaming white marble sócalos except for the puddle of blood dry and Montalban.
-Excellent. He Búzio glad I was able to find something useful.
- What is? Mario replied.
- I have a powder that will allow me to fingerprint, a question, the detainees were barefoot?
- Yes, they supposedly sleeping when all this happened.
-Well. He said as he began to sprinkle the floor around the blood mark, Búzio had a tiny brush and a very small amount of powder. So you must be very careful to use it. I ordered Mario open all doors and windows to enter as much light as possible, once opened, Búzio began the slow work looking at the floor looking for the weak brand that could have been of footsteps. Several hours passed and as the fading glow of sunset also made the hopes, since Búzio knew that with the tremendous heat to and having spent around 72 Hrs of murder was most likely that the footprints, if they there were, would have evaporated or become so weak that it would be impossible to obtain such primitive methods. During those hours had repeatedly identified possible traces that were found to be only sprinkle dirt. Serious but about dusk when the detective who, by chance, displaying something on the floor in the space between the front door (which was open) and the wall. As I watched more carefully distinguish which is a tiny spot of blood, because of their size and shape resembles the imprint of a finger. Sprinkle with care the little dust that was left. As he scattered the powder was formed by observing how brands around the spot. Finally get what he wanted: two almost perfect footsteps. Both men were overjoyed by the discovery and began to search them. After a while revising concluded that for its size and features were of a woman. The detective continued taking these measures and making notes. Mario then told that they should compare them with the traces of Romina and Mercedes. While Mario is ready to accompany the detective while this is going. When you go outside in the gallery are intercepted by one of the workers stay. A tough-looking man of few words, about 50 years old, with some difficulty walking who was identified only as Robert. The latter asked permission to speak with them claiming to have information relevant to the case, information that had not been taken into account by the police, and he was willing to share. But even after learning that Romina and Mercedes were taken to the infamous fort. He was received in a good way for both men and then I invite Mario to sit in the gallery to talk.
'Well, what do you know? Búzio interrogation began.
- I'm sure it was Romina who entered the house. He said without hesitation
- What makes you think that?
-Was Silvina Guzman. I reply with the same temperance before
-Good, but .... Why is this so sure? asked again while noted in his book the name of women.
Roberto pausing briefly look at Mario and said:
-With all due respect, she was the mistress of Mr. Montalban.
- Excuse me? Asked Mario truly amazed.
-If it was. For years he was her lover. Roberto affirm
- Knew you as my brother this relationship with this woman? Inquired Mario
'Everyone knows that. At that moment Mario could not help being ridiculous.
- How is she? How was the relationship? Búzio questioning continued.
-Have been known for 6 or 7 years. Maybe more. She is the daughter of grocer, brown eyes, brown hair, slim, tall. It has about 30 or 35 years. Said this followed:
- I was standing guard in the backyard that night. I felt something that I thought were screams and came to see what happened. For when I saw two people running towards the mountain, a man and a woman. The guy but I could not recognize the woman if it was quite further back than when I yell and women look to where I stood and watched closely, listen warning the kind on me; recognized her voice. I knew then that was it. Surprised men were silent for a moment before continuing.
- Any other important details?
-The girl was wearing a white nightgown.
- What about the man? Búzio wonder.
- He was a cowboy, but I could not see well, was far and wore dark clothing. Then Roberto added:
- The sweety is very vindictive and when Montalbán said that left her she was not going to be like that.
- We found some of the vessels of the wife of my brother on the field. Mario commented
- I'm sure that is Silvina, not by necessity but by the mere fact of harm.
The interrogation continued for a while and then Roberto return to activities in the room. Búzio greet with Mario and started to look for Silvina, taking your hand to the center of town. Arriving at the house after riding half hour walk is run by the father of the woman, a plain-looking man about 40 years old. Búzio will make the visit because of course ignoring the fact that Silvina was the main suspect in the murder. The girl's father felt uncomfortable but eventually passed and invites a tea. In an adjoining room appears suddenly and evidently nervous Silvina, who had heard the words of Búzio to arrive. She was very beautiful, but also of what Búzio had imagined. He had long hair down to a few inches below her shoulders, her face was cool, wearing a pastel colored dress and a white shawl.
'Hi good evening. Silvina shyly greet
- Good night. I answer Búzio happy to confirm that she was there and then continued talking about matters other than the case with the father. The woman sat at the table with them, but remained silent all the time while they talked, now more precisely about the murder of Montalban. Silvina seemed deep in thought and he realized this Búzio, who both looked furtively each.
Silvina could not help that he should come to mind the events of that night:
She knew serene movements. when she spotted that this was going to the backyard gave notice to Horace, her new lover, a quiet-looking bearded man of 32 years old, little money and even less light but very sagas. Together they planned a few days ago to steal the jewels. The idea was simple, too simple. During the years of romance Montalban Silvina gave a copy of the key in order to enter the house at night and serene authorization for this to let her go. Now she would be in her nightgown (like I used to always order Montalban). Seek the jewels on the top floor and leave. In view if she would try to seduce him into pretending to still be madly in love with him, as he had done for years. Should be seen stealing Horacio reduce Montalban and escape. The plan was highly fallible but both concluded that it was a brilliant decision. Silvina stealthily few meters way that lay between bushes and entry to the Stand to the front door took off his sandals and leave them flat on the floor to make no noise when walking, carefully opened the door and entering the house . Once inside up the stairs and went to the room of the man who was indeed illuminated by the light of the moon, nearly full that night. To the surprise of Silvina Montalban slept alone. I take the box of jewels and trying to make as little noise as possible to wake up. Seeing that the man did not flinch went toward the door. When she was finishing downstairs heard something that stopped the heart:
- What the fuck are you doing there?! Spit Montalban who, unlike his brother, has a very bad temper. Silvina turned and taking courage I reply:
- I came to get what's mine! Silvina said that hurried out, but a couple of meters before reaching the door Montalban reaches and holds the left arm.
- Over here again bitch! ... What have you got there?, What you got there?! Inquired box warning while the zamarreaba. Silvina Looking at her eyes defiantly said:
- Were not mine these jewels?! Did not you gave them to me?! Montalbán began to struggle violently with women. Unable to take this case further pounces on it and gives him a strong punch in the face knocking her to the floor dropping the box, which opens hit product spilling its contents. Outside Horacio hear the discussion and prepared to enter. When it comes to where Montalban see this Silvina hitting back on the floor. Awkwardly making an ornament of a table next to the door, which turned out to be a small but heavy stone. He lunges at the man and when he realizes the presence of Horace it was too late. Without hesitation and before I could turn around Montalban, Horacio dealt a heavy blow above the right eye. The blow destabilizes Montalban being this exposed. Once at their mercy Horacio lambasts hitting him with treachery in the head. This coup led Montalban stumble and fall right back out the door. Horacio knelt on his victim and continued with the punches. Meanwhile Montalban tries in vain to contain the arms of her attacker, much younger and stronger. While desperately calls for help. Meanwhile Silvina was reinstated, but can not help but close your eyes and wince inside whenever you hear the multiple impacts which makes the stone in the skull of his former lover. The viciousness of Horace was such that Silvina being a couple of feet of men, began to be sprinkled with blood. Panicking you see the blood produced in its nightshirt Montalban can not stand. She crawls for cover behind the door, once there is placed in the fetal position supporting the soles of your feet on the floor. She kept her eyes closed and ears covered looking when I hear yelling Horacio:
- Board that! Board that! in the first of many blows that gave Montalban arms collapsed this staying perfectly still. But Horace had not noticed it and was still sticking to rode inert and. It was after several seconds and tens of strokes Horacio realized that Montalban was dead, or so it seemed. Silvina could react and began to grope in the dark the jewels placing them back into the box, which were smaller and those that fell away the left. Hasty and nervous he could not close it. While struggling to close, Horacio took her arm and pull it out of the house. When they left the gallery Silvina realized I could not run as rough terrain being barefoot.
- Wait, wait, wait! Silvina Scream while the loose and runs Horacio leaving behind. She quickly placed the sandals is trying not to fall further jewelry. Once ready ran after Horace, who had already moved away considerably. Then she hears the cry of the serene, Silvina warns Horatio, who had heard the scream. As Roberto pursues can but his difficulty walking makes it impossible for him to reach them. Anyway not lose sight and get to see that sneak into the mountain. They kept running to exhaustion. The plan was a disaster. After a while they were heading to the house that night Silvina that was empty, but are heading to the mountain just behind her house. Where hid the box in a hole made in the earth. Silvina burn her nightgown and anointing with water a cloth proceeded to frantically rub her body and her face to remove the blood, then I would just as Horace. Once bathed stayed up all night trying to understand what happened. Until dawn when Silvina Horacio warned that he should go because his father was coming (who hated Horace). The latter finally left but before leaving agreed to meet at night if one of the two found out that sought the gendarmerie, would go to the tree, seek the jewels and the people would.
The conversation had progressed enough to where Silvina back to reality when he heard his father.
-Silvina, Silvina ....
-If, what happens? hastened to respond.
-What are completely gone that happens. Blame the father. Búzio by then had realized that the woman was acting suspiciously and decided no more bluntly tell the true both because of his visit.
Sir, I'm here to take the fingerprints of the feet of his daughter. Upon hearing this I look at Búzio Silvina absolute and undisguised bewilderment.
-And that ...... ....... What is it? the father asked worriedly.
-Is just take the steps. Silvina react and nervously asked the detective:
- Why? What for? Is that ..... I can do this ..... You can not come and accuse me like that!, Disrespecting me this! You me-
- Shut up! sentenced the father and then added:
Preview first what we are saying. Búzio continues his explanation:
-I did not accuse you of anything Miss, your neighbors do. Vera what happened ...
- And who is the son of thousand bitches who speaks ill of my daughter? Man interrupted indignantly.
- I can not tell you who. I'm just conducting a routine procedure based on the evidence that I have, which points to the lady. He clarified that several pointing to her daughter and a man named Horace as responsible for robbery and murder of Montalban. By naming Silvina Horace's father instantly change your attitude. Finding himself cornered treatment to calm and then decided to refute Búzio:
-No more than rumors, the people of this town envies us and so we accuse. You have no evidence, no nothing. With an ironic tone certainly answered the detective:
-I am afraid if I have miss. I have two prints of bare feet in the house of Montalban which undoubtedly are a woman and if we add the testimonies that implicate you, I'd say that counts as evidence.
- And because it assumes that these steps are from my daughter! Búzio answered
-I did not say that they are of it, come to find out if it. I need to take some steps in order to compare them with those of the house. He explained the procedure again this time a little irritated. The father trusted her daughter's innocence authorize the test, although very reluctantly. Silvina was scared but tried to hide it as much as possible.
Well .... Miss take off your shoes. Búzio ordered as he pulled from his pocket a roll and a bottle of ink. The woman obeyed and Detective knelt and took the woman's right foot, which was thin, soft and delicate. I rub the roller by silvina plant woman waking up in some discomfort that I finish turning in a faint tickle. Once painted Búzio with both feet on the floor spread a sheet of paper and indicated to the woman who left his mark as delicately as possible. As soon as I lift my foot Silvina Búzio could not help feeling that the suspect had. Although he was little his experience he had a strong hunch that had caught the right person. When the test the woman approached him a rag to remove the excess ink. After a while Búzio coolly waved both reminding them that there are two women arrested for the murder in a last attempt to provoke guilt in women, which was no more disturbed than it already was. Finally Búzio part to Montalban's house to rest.
CHAPTER III: THE SAUCE
Romina slept a couple of hours before waking startled to hear the cries of Mercedes, who now led back to his cell. After that he could not sleep almost anything within 12 hours he had in his cell. Any noise made her alert. She did not know how long they tortured Mercedes, but did not seem too. He wondered if Mercedes had confessed and if you did, what would have confessed? This question began to haunt her. A while later while Romina was sitting against the wall was when I listen to what he had been waiting for: the gate was opened and a policeman stopped by a wooden plate with a kind of soup. For Romina, who had last eaten the evening before the murder of Montalban, hunger had begun to take its toll. She got up and took the plate an instant look at him and saw that it was not soup but a thick, greasy sauce containing corn, onion, carrot and some seasonings. No more laps took a little of the sauce in his hand and ate it, to his surprise was not at all unpleasant which made him hesitation. But anyway continued eating until completion. After a few minutes the door opened and two gendarmes waiting Romina not resist a little compassion but to no avail. The men awkward and unnecessarily zamarrearon and tied his wrists with a rope, one of them pulls a dirty, damp rag from his pocket and forcing the two to open the mouth introduced it as a gag. Once ready walked to the torture room. Once inside Romina saw the foal had been moved, now at the center of the room leaning on the floor stood a wooden beam. Romina not identify was that instrument of torture but that could not prevent the panic invaded. The police stopped on the side of the trap and watch with glee Leguizamon his victim naked before explaining:
- I am very generous. And because I am generous one day and day. I give the detainees a day to talk and ..... The very *****s do not speak! then with the same mocking tone and looking at the eyes terrified and Romina to which approached spoke as he added:
- There is a time for everything in life. Yesterday was time to talk and today is time to be silent. You could put an end to your torture yesterday but wanted to wait until tomorrow and that there is nothing I can do but watch as the hours pass. When no more could soportases to but not today. no matter how much you squirm, cry or how or when it breaks you. This will not stop until you turn to talk. It was all very easy right? A Romina legs trembling, her breathing had agitated and ran down her cheeks a few tears at the words of Leguizamon, then the Commissioner continued:
-Not if I am pious or if I do not like wasting time or simply my experience tells me when a detainee does not support more and want to the depths of his being speak and finish this ... the point is that still have a chance to confess. Hands opened only when you want to. That said Leguizamon ordered torture begin. Romina shook violently but the executioners sat on the floor without difficulty as a policeman opened the stocks. The executioners Romina legs stretched and placed in the holes which are so far between if you leave in a posture Romina quite painful. The trap does not have holes for the wrists, in that you see on top a metal ring in which moorings intertwined Romina dolls. One of the executioners is flipped to the table of instruments and making this leather strips, five to be more precise. Then he spends two to another man and both are aimed at the height of the feet where other rings on top. Romina feet wrinkle knowing what will happen but the executioners brutally stretched back and tied tightly between evil laughter thumbs and pinkies on the rings. In the last strip of leather used to assure the rag in the mouth. This time it blindfolded. Leguizamon witness woman wants everything, helpless and powerless. The sheriff walks Romina and joy back gently but effectively tickles the back. for women there is no escape. Leguizamon stopped and simply said:
-Wash. Hearing that Romina started shaking inside I had almost no mobility and sobbed desperately through the gag. The executioner brought a wooden bucket with water and like the day before each took a brush and proceeded to clean the feet of women. The laughter took several seconds to appear and it was hard to distinguish at first but as the tickling intensified became unmistakable sounds of laughter. Like the previous day took only a few seconds to wash the feet of Romina, but the executioners continued for several minutes. She looked into the eyes of his executioners waiting a little mercy but this only added to the joy of men who laughed macabre of his suffering. Romina arched her head back, she knew it was only a matter of time before they decide to attack his back, which was totally helpless. After several minutes Romina feet were impeccably clean, that's when the executioners began to dry the feet of his victim with a towel. Romina'm busy trying to catch my breath, as the sweltering basement and made her gag at times very difficult to breathe. She closed her eyes a few seconds overwhelmed by torture and was beginning to consider confess but on the other hand, thinking about the fate of their children. Without it there would be absolutely nothing. When suddenly a very familiar sound makes it back to reality in a second. They were the two goats bells look skinny, she began shaking her head frantically as the executioners came to a stop a foot away from your feet. Leguizamon, who at that time was kept out of sight of the woman, appears again in the fourth with a wooden bucket in each hand and rests on the floor in front of the trap. The woman tries to see what it contains but fails to distinguish. The commissioner makes a thick brush and worn from his pocket and inserted into one of the buckets. Then the sample removed and Romina saying
- You want some more? She only managed to say no head. After a few seconds Leguizamon turns to one of the goats, and bringing you the brush derisively asked:
- You want? When you smell the aroma of the sauce the hungry goats grew restless, ringing their bells to move. Without waiting Commissioner begins to anoint the feet of Romina with sauce. Going from the top down, discharging most of this in the forefoot both in the plant and in the top and even in the fingertips. After placing cruel continuous corn delicately between his fingers. Then swabbed the back of the foot leaving a little of the sauce on top. As for the heels, they were free of the sauce. Romina knew how terrible it would be all, but never tickled with a goat, knew very well what these could do. During a party with her friends when Romina was a teenager, one of them proposed to have competition who endured more tickled without laughing. This took two chairs to the backyard of the house and placed against the trunk of a dead tree that was lying on wind whose width would be about 60 or 70 cm. once there sat two girls resting your feet on the trunk, ensuring that these quedasen protruding from opposite side. Two other women sat on the ankles of the girls and proceeded to remove their sandals to their victims. The rest of the women, including Romina, had to look carefully the faces of the first participants, who were to remain in total silence otherwise lost. The first were just tickled with fingers and not take long to collect his first victim, the girl on the right side broke in just over a minute, gave the chair defeated the next who happened to be Romina. The latter wanted to avoid participating but her friends knew what it was extremely ticklish so they were eager to sit her and this finally agreed knowing it would not last anything in the chair and actually was not. The first brush made wrinkling Romina plant his feet and enough a couple of seconds to make it burst into laughter. Her friends were not going to settle for so little, so we decided to continue the tickle. Romina pleaded with laughter they finished and Romina indifference began to tickle her back on her now Verduga, who resisted with difficulty until it became so unbearable that something had to stop. Freeing Romina, who got up and walked away from the chair as well. Participants continued to pass and when it was time for the girl to sit Romina tortured the group of friends decided it should be the same Romina who would tickle your Verduga. Romina proved to be savage and ruthless when tickling causing the breakdown of the girl in a few seconds. Although he would not revenge tickling over the account. Carolina Meanwhile, the girl on the left, a girl with dark brown hair, thin and beautiful feet had endured in silence the entire round until he ran into Dolores, a robust girl with green eyes, white skin and feet certainly neglected that seemed immune to everything. The girls were tickled for several minutes carolina, but remained silent, and began to shake a little more than in the previous tests, wrinkled soles at times, had a grimacing breathing and showing what cost restraint. Meanwhile Dolores's face remained unchanged and motionless feet. He seemed to have tickled or at least gave no sign that I had, the verdugas they were rotated to see if you could break them. Reaching nearly 8 minutes yielded either so that one of the proposed verdugas up the ante and go after the stable two goats. A couple of minutes until he returned with the animals. Women In those minutes, especially carolina, took to recover. The girls spent quince plants by their victims and approached bluntly goats to toe. Goat carolina sweet lick seek not until after a few seconds, which gave him an advantage. Meanwhile Dolores goat licked from the first moment but she remained motionless until the goat began to lick between the toes, then wrinkled soles and forty seconds reaching laughed uncontrollably suddenly covering his face with his hands. Having won Carolina this euphoric laughed before laughing uncontrollably too. The goats took a couple minutes to finish licking the feet. The temptation to put them other girls for sweeter was huge but the condition of her friends, especially Dolores, who still could not form words because of the laughter. It was stronger and decided not to continue with tickling. Now they knew their weakness Dolores spent a long time, since she had always been the most rude group. And even when the latter are suspected mezquinaba information on village gossip girls joked tie her to a bed and torturing her for hours if necessary. What irritated at some point Dolores. Romina'm a little perturbed after that afternoon, if Dolores can not stand being tickled to the goat you what if one day you see Dolores torturing tortured her? Romina would not even imagine what that would be. Anyway Romina was about to know what it felt to be tickled by not one but two goats.
Romina When both feet were covered by the sauce torture began. The goats will eagerly licked the soles of the feet and the woman returned to reality. Feet shook as he could looking desprendiese the sauce, but this was very thick and very well attached. The goat started climbing right foot by foot, carving it with his tongue fast, reaching his ball where it stopped for a moment before moving further way to the base of the toes. Time when the laughter turned into screams intense. while the animal attempts to get the corn kernels from the helpless fingers, the other goat standing up also by his incessantly licking the back of this, realizing that some of the sauce is on the side of the foot above the animal strives reach it, but the little space between the foot of the stocks Romina and lets not fully could lick that area which causes the goat must stretch his tongue making the lick take more time and be more torturous to the victim. In a couple of minutes Romina feet were clean and executioners rushed away some goats and put more sauce on the feet. Meanwhile Leguizamon who until then had been standing watching the situation, look for a chair and sat two feet of women. Seeing that he had all afternoon in front and while the head and neck reddened Romina increasingly, the commissioner ordered some mates prepare in an interminable 15 minutes arrived. The first take was obviously Leguizamon, who with all the peace of the world is prepared to accommodate the bulb while Romina shook so violently that by stomping the stocks at times to feel the language scratching at the tip of your fingers. Finally, the Commissioner could take your mat and returned to the primer. A couple of mates after sweating seas Romina and her tears mingled with sweat, even in the dim light of the basement you could see the red eyes that were women. The process was repeated again and again and for 30 minutes such was the force to Romina with her fingers that they were getting purple. Woman's mind was blank could not think of anything. It was just endure. Almost forty minutes into torture Romina began to blur at times product could not breathe well. The water in the kettle was completed and Leguizamon began to get bored. Having noticed that the woman was staring at times decided to put a little more pressure to his victim but that would be for later. For so long I thought about it, Romina pee. He was willing to bankrupt Romina was so went to the table and took her spiked gloves to use the previous day and two spiked rollers. He stood behind the woman, who was so engrossed in tickling did not realize what to Leguizamon. Without warning she felt the cold barbed rollers run for his waist from front to back, going from the navel to the spine, repeating the same movement slowly and steadily for several minutes. Romina and could not think Leguizamon words was all that echoed in his head: could not end his torture. There was no hope of any kind and that her husband was a drunk who probably had not even noticed that his wife was arrested and their children anything they could do for her. Romina had lost control of her body, repeatedly urinated. His will was faltering and finally gave up. I could not take it anymore. Meanwhile Leguizamon Romina belly attacking barbs introduced between the rolls that had been formed. It seemed to be bearable for his victim so he began to walk up the ribs with the rollers. As to shoot barbs became obvious that caused him a tickle killer since Romina shoulders shaking wildly on instinct to cover their armpits which were viciously attacked with even more. Leguizamon was devoted to tickle armpits met Romina until almost an hour and twenty torture began, at which Romina spread his hands as he could and held there for several minutes. The man immediately notice and decided that it was time to further undermine his victim and talking to hearing said
- If you pass, this will be worse than you can imagine. There was no reaction out of uncontrollable laughter. It took 15 minutes but when the woman again began to numb, Romina malnourished and exhausted could not help succumbing to fatigue. Suddenly he saw a blur and making a huge effort came to, but in an instant blurry again and at that time there was no effort to save her, he fainted after nearly two hours of torture.
Meanwhile in the house of the latter prepares Silvina hidden a suitcase for escape. Being so scared not to await the outcome of the test, whatever. The moon is almost full and is partly cloudy so decided it would be a night meeting with her lover on the Mount. His father know the truth but has strange behavior from Búzio visit. She knows it's only a matter of time before the truth is uncovered. A couple of hours after the time change and began an intense thunderstorm. The escape was complicated considerably since both would on the same horse, cross country through carrying luggage and jewelry. Silvina lay down and waited until his father falls asleep. After a while and seeing the flashes of lightning in the window next courage to dress and go out the back door. Before you go look at his father, who was sleeping like a log at that time. Silvina Steps by the wooden floor were lost in the thunder, very strong at times. Exit without difficulty and goes to the tree where they kept the jewels. The rain was cold and breezy. Illuminated by lightning stare into the bush. After a few minutes while I get the tree completely soaked. I am looking with some difficulty and finally found the hole. Al put his hand found nothing, his face puzzled about trying to see if it really was that the hole and indeed it was but the box was not there. Silvina'm sitting on the thick, protruding tree roots covering his face with his hands for a few seconds before bursting into a fit of rage.
- Son of a bitch, bastard, son of thousand bitches! exclaimed before standing up and blinded by hatred toward the house of Horace, not realizing that by that point Horacio must have fled alone. When we finally arrived after a long walk in a rain that seemed to never subside remote and lonely shack where her lover lived corroborate, to his horror, that this was no longer there. He had taken the horse and his few belongings. No more anything to do by his bag Silvina and began the tedious single escape on foot through the woods.
In the torture chamber Romina come round slowly. The first thing to be made clear sight see was the ceiling, without realizing that's what happens begins to look around and confirms that your feet are still trapped in the stocks but not arms. she has been lying with arms stretched backwards like on the rack. Her wrists (still tied to each other) have been tied to a ring that is in the floor. Now her armpits and ribs are absolutely exposed hypersensitive. When fully lucid fear invades again. Seeing as his victim is terrified every second Leguizamon begins to slowly bring the latter's despair contemplating his face. She is still gagged. Without further ado Commissioner squats on one side of her and said while tickling her left nipple:
- I warn you that if you pass out would be much worse. Painfully reddened eyes stared woman killed the sheriff who without despegarle eyes off noisily dragged up a bucket of wood. Romina did not see it was he did. From extracted the brush and bucket when you look away Romina Leguizamon brush introduced him in the navel causing more violent reaction of the entire interrogation the woman making an almost unnatural arquease uttering a steady and very clear "no" that could heard through the gag as this had slipped a little with the passing hours. For the first time the scribe felt bad for the woman. Continuing what I started, release the surplus Commissioner of the brush in a circle around the navel. The charge again and began to run it through the belly reaching the public area but did not reach the vagina. The sheriff stopped and contemplating the exceptional size of the breasts of Romina decides to change tactics. Place the brush on the floor and take the bucket with his hands, gradually rises and dumps its contents right in between the breasts, which drains to reach out to the neck and armpits. Take the brush again and proceeds to spread this sauce by the armpits of women and work is completed brushing her breasts and ribs. Romina was not going to take it in any way, she opened her hands when Leguizamon sauce poured between her breasts, but no one in room pay attention. Then you put sauce on your feet. Suddenly the executioners brought goats to the room and the only hope Romina had collapsed when the executioners income behind a gendarme with two goats which were quickly placed on either side of his torso. Once all ready Leguizamon made a gesture to the other gendarmes disconcerting: removes the gag to Romina. The reaction was instantaneous.
- Please stop! I did, I did it all! All!. Between crying so loudly exclaimed:
- I will confess everything! I'll say what you want to say, but please do not follow! Do not follow!
- What do you confess? derisively asked the commissioner.
-I killed him, it was me ...
- And where are the jewels?
-I do not know. I answer with the understanding that you broken one way or another torture continue. By not having the expected response the commissioner looked at the other gendarmes and remained thoughtful for a moment before turning to the woman and tell a complete chill:
-It's a shame to throw so much sauce. Is not it? ask others who cheered the commissioner. Romina no more strength to fight could not do anything but mourn to see how the band takes Leguizamon had in his pocket and proceeds to donning. As soon blindfolded goats began to lick the feet numb Romina was not in the least, and in seconds it produces the sensation devastating rubbing on your skin languages ran through her body making it shake again. But before we get to laugh felt like a goat attacked her left breast bursting into laughter definitely making. The other goat frantically licking the belly of the woman at the height of the ovaries. Romina shook his head so violently that at times he beat his head against the floor. The first goat licked her nipple viciously almost continuous left breast down until the fold of this which was to stick his tongue. Meanwhile the other came closer to the navel, sauce overflowed. Leguizamon way around the troubled woman and realized that the leather straps purple had left thumbs and pinkies so fingers untie command, however Romina had no time to enjoy the relief you feel his feet caused him some freer because the executioners goats came back to continue their work. The woman shook frantically feet and closed as the fingers could but the agile goats languages not lost a millimeter Romina foot. When plants wrinkled licked fingertips when opened and licked between the toes causing delirium in women. It was late that night but it seemed that men were to end. Romina who until that time had been unable to articulate a word with them and forces the animals screaming in a desperate attempt to scare them away. I manage to say it twice "out" before succumbing again to laughter, but the goats did not flinch nor in the least. Now that his fingers were free to stronger legs trying to shake the stocks that the noise might frighten the goats without success. After 30 minutes of torture Romina's laughter began to experience a change that only the scribe seemed to notice. The woman was trying to laugh louder in a last, desperate attempt to ward off the goats which either hunger or being accustomed, perhaps for years, to eat on the body of a person did not have any reaction . The scribe'm shocked and stopped. He had never heard nor screams so loud, it was something that would never forget. Years later in his memoirs he described as follows: "(...) the woman screamed and shook as if they practiced an amputation with a saw." Romina felt faint again reaching 45 minutes of torture but it was a false alarm. When goats licked Romina ribs put his mind blank and place that would die. The woman made no answer questions occasionally made him Leguizamon beyond laughter. Romina held firm until after 1 hour and 50 minutes the unexpected happens: just the last bit of sauce from the bowl. Leguizamon quickly bring more orders but none of the men replied. Certainly obfuscated required to bring the other bucket and after a few tense seconds of silence one of the gendarmes replied:
-No more sir. We use the bucket on the other stopped. Outraged chide Commissioner
- And why not more prepared?
-You do not have to prepare master, Ferreira came in the afternoon to find the necessary elements but still has not returned.
- I want to talk to Ferreira and well again!
-Yes sir. Internally Leguizamon Romina wanted raping and making confession had already ordered unleash Romina and take it to where the scribe has the "confession" of women and hacérsela sign. As she removed the blindfold and the moorings Leguizamon women could take Romina state dimension: his head was red as his eyes, his torso covered even goat saliva shone in the dim light of torches leaves no see what they are reddened breasts, belly and soles of the feet, is disheveled and has dark circles on his face the burden is enormous. The executioners loaded and sit in front of the scribe. The Commissioner takes the inert woman's right hand and thumb in ink painting. Then it relies on the writing. Completed orders Leguizamon bathing procedure to the woman and then take his office. In the same torture chamber the executioner bathe in buckets to the woman causing it despabile brush a little and deliberately causing tickling. Then tie his wrists back and lead loading in the rain. Once in the office the police are removed leaving the woman naked and wet in front of the table where it all began. Leguizamon appears in an adjacent room and a little dry with a towel. Then he says:
-You should be thankful, when my prey not generate anything let me 8 times 9.10 or more boys to enjoy. He does well. He clears his head every so often retaliate. Commented ironic then added while walking around Romina:
- For me the fat woman are a weakness or skeletal skinny women just disgusts me. He said while passing his hands over his belly Romina, who did not answer anything.
-If you're good with me, I'll be good to you. Who knows. Maybe a little mercy, maybe a little less time in the stocks. Or why not even a day off from torture. I give based on what I get. So I repeat: if you're good with me, if you work hard, if you're worth it .... I can give you that. Are few that I would do this deal. In case you do not accept this all right, nothing is wasted, if you're not it will be useful to my others gendarmes. Perversely sentenced commissioner. After a few seconds a shaky Romina ask
- A day off?
- I am a man of my word. If I win, I give it. She hesitated a moment and finally agreed.
- Well, start gently. He said the commissioner with a boundless lust as he drove the woman to the next room where he appeared, which turned out to be the room of the commissioner. In the background there was a revolt bed which had thick ropes subject to each of the corners.
-Kneel. He ordered the man to reach the foot of the bed. A Romina legs trembled but obeyed and slowly placed into position. Leguizamon took off his shirt and then his pants. Holding his penis approached the woman's face. Romina could not hide his displeasure and dodging around. Pleading the commissioner said:
-Please do not do this. I'll do anything but this. Think of my children.
- So what? Is that a mitigating factor?
-Please ...
- Balls please! 're Going to suck me up and down as, when and to where I want! Leguizamon sentenced. Looking disengage from the situation the woman exclaimed:
- Do not do it! I never did! ... I nun. Really desperate managed to say before being interrupted.
- Ah! .... Poor little baby. Do not know suck. The of cocks that you've eaten!
-I just, I just ask you do not do this. I'll do what I want. Whatever! Romina implore.
-I run out of patience. Leguizamon threatened. Resigned and a horrible disgust Romina begins to perform oral sex to the commissioner.
- You saw it was not so difficult. Leguizamon said before preparing to enjoy Romina, who was just trying to think of anything else.
-Slower, kiddo. He said before putting his hands on Romina's head with both hands. When the sheriff came and subject ejaculated strongly Romina head, who just could not stand the feel disgust that produced sperm running down her throat. Romina coughed and when to do a thick thread of cum fell from her mouth. The woman kept coughing up having a couple of arcades. Leguizamon rejoiced witnessing the humiliation that led to Romina. Before the woman could recover fully, the commissioner lifted her by the hair and loosen the wrist without the will cast face down on the bed. Without further adieu proceeded to penetrate her. Romina much pleading shook a little uncomfortable clemency and that the commissioner who decided to turn to the woman and tie her ankles to the corners of the bed.
- No please no, no, no! Romina said when he felt Leguizamon tickled feet, the latter rose by Romina legs tickling the body to reach out to the ribs where I get really torture his victim. While continuing to tickle penetrate Leguizamon began wildly. Eventually tickled her neck and breasts. After several minutes Leguizamon screamed with pleasure, was ecstatic and totally out of if. Romina laughed uncontrollably while being raped. When she could catch her breath he said:
- Not me-do not make me more self shells .... I'm going to die! Not anymore! Not anymore! The Commissioner continued indifferent several minutes until he finally ended up having a long and certainly exaggerated orgasm. Romina squirmed as the commissioner
I stop licking cosquillearla to pass breasts. Leguizamon remained a few minutes next to a busy Romina whose face reddened by tears fell. Then the sheriff stood up and began to dress. With disdain commented to Romina as he untied the ankles:
- I told you I'm a man of my word. You've earned a day off. Romina man looked incredulous and beyond be extremely indignant dared not say or do anything for fear of ruin everything. Otherwise endured everything is worth nothing.
Once the free ankles Leguizamon led to the door where a gendarme expected. The latter speak with the commissioner:
-Give a petticoat and let go tomorrow morning for a little walk around the yard.
-Yes sir. Replied the policeman before taking her to the cell. Before entering the petticoat was placed, which turned out to be a nightgown ragged and dirty burlap to cover you partially reaching buttocks, not much difference with being naked. Once locked Romina sat on the floor and wait a few seconds for the gendarmes far around the cell. Overwhelmed by anger started screaming euphorically while smiting the door with his fists. He did repeatedly before breaking into tears and falling to his knees in front of this.
The next day the sky is completely clear around noon on Búzio Montalban stay meets with the judge, witnesses and brother Montalban for comparison of the footprints, since it is impossible to move them, the same comparison is made there . Traces of the house and after several hours of analysis under the watchful eye of the judge, witnesses and brother of Montalban concludes that the prints are of Silvina. The judge seated left the veracity of the survey and in the presence of Mario Words proceeds rapidly to capture Silvina asked Guzman. I order to preserve the traces of the house at all costs, so the house remained completely closed and guarded by the police, officers said work was intended to Ferreira. Was banned from entering the house to finish the trial. Meanwhile 23 km to the south on a narrow mountain path Silvina rests after walking until dawn, the road has been rough and sun makes stifling humidity rises. She's exhausted and her beautiful white dress is wet, muddy and some parts torn by the thorns of the bushes. His suitcase left her shot during a fit of rage in the most crude of the storm, he was way too difficult to follow with so much weight. there is nothing beyond what he wears and knows that was lost in the bush the wrong road, Silvina always been very impulsive and the precarious situation in which this does not take too long in despair and take another bad decision : decided to return to the road and seek help from any cart that passes the location, with a beautiful young, well dressed and being in the dire state it was, she was absolutely convinced that someone would stop to help. What Silvina disregarded, perhaps by making born and raised in a city, is that nothing is as easy in villages as the saying goes "small town, big hell." Silvina came to the road and after a couple of hours to walk south. He felt behind him a cart approaching. Automatically turned to look at her and could see it was a very luxurious carriage. When I pass by his side did not stop and Silvina started asking please follow him to stop, but this did not stop several meters below. Silvina approached with a broad smile and set about to thank that good Samaritan who happened to be Mario Montalban. The woman's smile disappeared and remained dismayed watching Mario, who does not in the least dissimulation revulsion he felt at the sight. With treacherous nerve greeted him but not knowing what to say:
'Hello, good afternoon ... I ....
-Good afternoon. You want to take her to town? he asked coldly.
-Not I go to the house of a relative, thanks. He said, signifying by a gesture that was heading south.
- That you were in that state? To hide? Chide visibly irritated.
-No. replied curtly. And without a word went on. Mario quickly gets out of the carriage.
- Volve daughter over here bitch!, Agarrala Reuben agarrala! I command who was driving the wagon. While Silvina made to run again trying to hide in the bush. I manage to run well before their patinasen sandals in the mud, got up quickly and ran but upon entering the mountain began her dress caught in the thorns to the point of desperately trying to prevent loose forward hurting hands to loosen the branches of his clothes but could not and the men finally reached. Silvina slapping but he defended the men did not take anything to reduce it. Holding her arms and unhooking of the lead almost dragging branches to the carriage once put there face down on the floor and while holding it while Mario Ruben ties his wrists from behind Silvina.
- I can do this! I am a woman, I can do this! Silvina exclaimed.
-Forces to kill my brother missed you right? poisoned by hatred even cry without hesitation:
- I did not! It was Horatio!
- Horace??!
- Horacio Baigorria! responded the same way as before.
- Why are you going to tell the judge! Mario sentenced. Then the men loaded into the carriage and Mario, while jealously guards his prisoner, Ruben orders to turn around and start the long journey to the fort.
CHAPTER IV: THE TRIAL
In the morning they were made in-house expertise Montalban, Romina can for the first time out of his cell into the yard. The patio has a deathly silence. Romina is completely alone, is not no other prey wandering. Timidly begins to walk around the property with the intention of finding Mercedes. As I walked around the yard realized that no one was there, except for two gendarmes in one of the turrets. She had not slept very little and was exhausted so we decided to sit on the floor to see how the hours passed, sometimes dozing but she would not let our guard down. After a while Romina was relieved that the interrogation was over but now his mind begins to work against you. He began to think it would be your future, what would be the sentence they would give for killing Montalban?, Would you see your children? tried not to think about it since, however, could do nothing at this point to change their destiny. The afternoon was very fast paced and when night fell the silence that accompanied that time was interrupted by the shouts of the gendarmes of the turret. Romina look at them and within minutes fort door opens and enters a carriage, more precisely, the carriage of Mario. Romina did not recognize until it stops and the down Búzio, Mario and the judge. From the other end of the fort appears Leguizamon and walks quickly to meet them can be seen in his face the disgust he feels to see Búzio, and further, the judge.
'Good afternoon, in what I can do for you? He said the sheriff trying to do good lyrics. Mario, who had always been repulsed by Leguizamon and ancient methods, inhuman and unjust to solve crimes could not avoid answering gruffly:
-Simple. We come to bring you to the true guilty of murder.
- Ah well? And how is so sure that you? Wonder ironic. At that point the judge intervened:
-Commissioner. The survey carried out by Mr. Búzio to fingerprints found at the crime scene, I dare say, was impeccable scientific rigor. It has resulted that the footprints belong to Ms. Silvina Guzman. So that the two are completely discarded arrested.
-Again with the "fingerprints". Honestly I .... Leguizamon blame before the judge añadiese:
-Fingerprint comparison have scientific validity. That is undeniable.
- It is impossible to identify someone by the tracks. That is a fiction. All that is needed is wisdom to solve a crime. Only when the prey is pressed to the point where they feel they have no more strength. It is time that the truth comes to light, after all, the man is the son of rigor. Leguizamon sentenced. Búzio confidently added:
- If they are daughters of rigor or not, I do not know. What if you and I can show you is that those women are innocent. What's more, we have come to excarcelarlas. Commented at the same time it extends a piece of paper that turned out to be the judge's order to release and Romina Mercedes. Very reluctantly Leguizamon read the order and realizing that nothing could be done to retain women. Ordered the gendarmes bring to the office. Leguizamon silent for a moment, visibly dazed. Then the judge gives good news:
-Since there are other involved, has been a fugitive to date and we have nothing except your name and a vague physical description. We need your .... "wisdom" that the young us information on his whereabouts. The fugitive, who would also be the perpetrator of the murder, would own the vessels of the widow Montalban. Leguizamon mood change almost instantly intrigued and asked:
- A young?
-If. The judge said while pointing to the carriage. One of the gendarmes approaches this and calls down to Silvina, to see Leguizamon this arrangement felt his day.
-I hope it is not necessary skin him alive to get what we need. Chide the judge. With a smile on his face Leguizamon I reply:
-Neglect, here no flagella, injured, mutilated or skinned one. Not necessary. Búzio'm puzzled by the comment, but did not hesitate too much. A few minutes later the police approached the men with two women.
6 DAYS AFTER .......
Romina is washing clothes at home, wearing a simple light blue sleeveless dress down to her knees and sandals black. Even has marks on his wrists and ankles. She has not told anyone that was what they did inside the fort. Seeing him serious injuries this bewildered family, and even some people in town who doubt that Romina has actually been in the fort. She feels too shy to admit they confessed because tickled but hopes someday to do. Night falls. Romina is her room and before bed takes off her clothes, the heat is stifling. He is lying face down. Her husband enters the room carrying in hands a piece of aloe vera open. It sits next amollados feet from his wife and taking an aloe vera leaf begins to pass it by the left sole, to feel Romina startled out of bed and walked away from her husband and visibly upset said
-Never again make me a thing, ever. Having said that and seeing that the husband went to pull the blade out, she lay down again. Meanwhile in the fort ....
- Where are the jewels? Leguizamon question for the umpteenth time.
- Do not know! Do not know! For the love of God do not know! exclaimed one Silvina disheveled and haggard. She is naked but having his eyes uncovered. This face-up on the rack. Romina Unlike Silvina has more feet tickled the ribs so that tickle your torso oiled spiked gloves while another policeman passes the needle rollers from the feet, which have been tied together at the ankles. His fingers are free allowing you to cover one foot with the other, but that is not enough to ward off the rollers. After a while one of the executioners sauce brushed off by Silvina feet causing an automatic reaction:
- Not again! No! No! No! No!. Not that! It is inhuman! I told them all that is! Pity for God, mercy! managed to say as he shook before it exploded into laughter insane to start feeding the goats from the perfect soles of Silvina.
END.
I considered his advice and I feel much pleasure doing this story. I'm already thinking about the next and I have two ideas in mind. I wonder which of the two prefer to rise first: the first story is about a journalist investigating a sect by the disappearance of a woman. During the investigation is caught and interrogated. The other story is a tourist lost in a less-traveled route, after accepting help from two women aboard a truck, ends up being kidnapped for days by a family addicted to tickling. Tell me which of the two are more interested. I send greetings to everyone and tell them that I have no internet at my house so I go to a nearby city to connect. Almost always I connect on Monday around 17:00 Hrs (Argentina). We'll see.
Tanokos.(WWW.KOSQUILLAS.COM.AR)
THE OLD SCHOOL. By TANOKOS of Cordoba Argentina.
Year 1897, Province Of Corrientes Argentina.
CHAPTER I: THE FORTIN.
Once women entered into the wagon begins a long road to the gendarmerie outpost, located 32 km from the farm. The ride is bumpy and very slow, the rains of the previous days had further deteriorated the already winding road. On two occasions the officers were forced to stop to remove the mud wagon, with much difficulty in the second. After seven hours of the 4 that should last trip, the small glow coming through the vent starts to become increasingly tenuous gives them understand women who already dark. Also heard thunder in the distance. It would be another hour before they can reach the fort. The road is winding but more even in this last stretch. Finally the wagon stops. They had reached the fort, the magnificent structure that was a vital strategic point during the War of Paraguay is now a mere prison. Outside the officers exchanged words with the guards at the entrance of the property and these then stammered, opening the gate. By putting the cart working again heard the thunder and are intense and close and even begin to fall the first drops, the officers begin to stand the rain coats. After cessation of both women looked up for a moment and concluded that there was the fort. Mercedes to confirm your deepest fears felt even more tormented because she knew quite well the place, his mother was arrested several years there and shuddered at the thought of the torture, rape, confinement and forced labor of those who this I speak. Particularly her mother accused her of theft, the stripped, tied her wrists from behind and raped her several times between 9 men who were inside the torture chamber. Then followed the stretch on the rack for hours until finally after nearly 24 hours. confessed his alleged crime and was sentenced to 10 years in prison. Outside feels that begin to open the latch and the pin finally the door opens. Two officers waiting outside. One of them is out Bermúdez who with his husky voice ordered them down to women, who still handcuffed, had extreme caution when jumping into the thick mud. Mercedes succeeds with difficulty and not Romina who grip soles make it devoid of skate and collapse violently side down in the mud. One of the officers up and forces her to walk behind Mercedes, who had moved a few feet. A hasty and overly guarded step at a rate of three men each. They started way to the other end of the enclosure. The rain made it difficult to pass even more prisoners; halfway Romina being forced to walk faster but began to sink in the mud while reaching above the ankles what to lift your legs with more strength to walk. It was in such attempt he felt almost cut off his right foot espadrille. Making forcibly with your fingers does not hold back but serious by far. Few meters ahead and soaked her dress, feels again the same sandal came off but this time it is buried therefore find it difficult, in that one of the three gendarmes walks by and pushes falling this side. The policeman reached down and remove the remaining espadrille winnowing away. Levanto Romina and continued walking. After a few long minutes reached the other end of the facility or a window overlooking the splendor of some lanterns and torches. As you enter you see a gray-haired man in his 60s, thin, with light blue eyes and slightly unkempt beard sitting at a small table on which lay a pipeline, some papers and a dirty rag dyed dark blue ink.
-Good night. He said in his hoarse voice Leguizamon Commissioner.
-Good night. Romina sheepishly replied.
Good evening sir, these are the suspect of murder in the .... Leguizamon standing suddenly interrupted while directing you glared at the Mercedes crestfallen:
-In my village greets girl. He said as he begins to approach the frightened woman. Mercedes is quick to wave back at any time without lifting his eyes but it was too late. Now the sheriff is behind the prisoner, which to lose sight silently shuddered. Leguizamon enjoys teasing his victim in standing silent behind this, without saying any words or gesture abruptly pulled back her hair with his left arm woman releasing a slight wince. Mercedes closed her eyes tightly and tried to restrain trembling. Then Leguizamon introduced his right arm at the neckline and violence began manosearle excessive breasts. Mercedes began to plead tearfully please tarried but otherwise this finding considerably cleavage tear your breasts. Not satisfied with that it gave her hair, stands in front of her who was sobbing and just being controllable. With both hands free finish to tear the neckline majestic being exposed nipples were licked by celebrations and exclamations Leguizamon among other gendarmes prosaic. At this point the prisoner seeking unsuccessfully to sneak her abuser. Romina Meanwhile terrified witnessed the abuse. After groping Mercedes stopped for several minutes; Mercedes containing went silent tears.
- Come. I order the Commissioner (both women came to the table). I need you to sign this. He said holding two papers in his hands, the silence that gave women did understand what the commissioner expected, both were illiterate.
- If I do not know sign can make the fingers. Gesticulating said sarcastically. Strange gesturing to one of the gendarmes these moorings proceeded to remove the prisoners. Romina rubbed his bruised wrists like the other woman and then, fearing the same fate as her friend stepped forward without looking up, his left hand extended Leguizamon.
- The other hand mommy. Replied the Commissary snub
- Sorry, sorry
The commissioner will subject the wrist tightly, then soaked the dirty cloth on the table with ink and color my thumb. Leguizamon stood for comfort and pressed the woman's finger on the sheet. Romina away giving rise to Mercedes. After having signed both documents are conveyed to an adjacent room, which in turn led to the basement. As we descend we see an intense fecal odor and moisture. Then they see it is a long dark hallway with several doors on the sides and with a torch on the wall every few meters. Halfway and behind a loud woman's scream desperation implied, probably after years of confinement. Both women shuddered in silence without turning to see what went door. As we ventured into what seemed an endless and increasingly began retobarse dark hallway which made the guards carry women in tow, to Romina to be the more burly guard held her a while each arm Mercedes, much more small and thin, coarse with a single guard. Finally they stopped at a door.
No, no please do not! Romina beg.
, One of the officers removed the heavy solid door latch on the bottom that has a small gate of about 50 cm. by 20 cm. The door opens and the two officers fanned Romina violently falling into this upside down. Before this could stop and run to the door that had closed again and the locks started to lock again. Outside Mercedes's pleas only interrupted by the laughter of the officers and the noise of the rain was all I heard. Romina fell to his knees in front of the door completely crushed by the anguish of this day so gruesome. With the little strength he had left slams his fists on the door several times and in a broken voice uttered a cry for help in vain. Just after several minutes of percatar Romina term of how overwhelming was his situation. The darkness was absolute cell. Only flashes of lightning coming through a tiny vent that was easily 2.5 Mts. high, a fecal odor filled her. Romina stood up and started walking toward the wall that had the fan, then you realize how small is the cell which had no more than 2 meters by 2 meters. Walking felt kicking a bucket, which to overturn fired a foul smell. It was the bucket to defecate. After 1 to 2 hours of walking through the cell product anxiety began to feel exhausted and lay on the floor waiting to fall asleep, and to his amazement, he succeeds.
CHAPTER II: THE RACK
Around midmorning Romina startled awake and immediately stands although this certainly sore from sleeping on the rough cobblestones. Now going into the glare of the sun becomes visible vent cell: auroras urine was on the floor the bucket is covered in feces and had several flies around. The door had a vertical scratches eerily resembling scratch. While scanning the cell creaks and latch automatically became alert Romina, after a couple of seconds the door begins to open. Three officers observed the frightened woman, one of them said:
-Come on, it's all over. It was a misunderstanding. Romina watch them completely stunned.
-Come on, replied the officer
-But ..... How? was all he hit upon to answer Romina.
-You have to go to the sheriff for me to sign the release .... or out.
Internally excited woman rushed to walk with the gendarmes to Leguizamon office. When you get there the sheriff was drinking mate sitting in the same chair as the previous day
'Hi, how you spend the night? Leguizamon said pretending to be sympathetic.
-Hello Sir, I have been fine. I answer without hesitation though his face was not convincing
'I'm glad, well .... we had a problem, apparently would have been a man who entered a steal.
- Why? wonder looking hide his anxiety.
- Well, look, first someone opened the door because there was nothing forced. But then who entered melee fight before killing Montalban, something that could not have made a woman .... unless it was a stout woman. A while ago we spoke with Mercedes and told us what happened. Now we corroborate the stories.
- How?
- Easy, I'm going to do some specific questions about what happened, if they shall sign the release agreement.
- Well, but what if I'm wrong? I am very nervous and there's things I do not remember. After the woman's response was a slight silence between the police, then went Leguizamon:
- As long as you yourself know that what you say is true you have nothing to fear, well let:
Sos? Skilled?
-Yes sir. He said looking at the table
-Mommy I need you to look me in the eyes
-Sorry sir.
- What tall are you?
- No sir. Romina said visibly uncomfortable being unable to answer positively.
-Let's see .... vargas how much you measure?
- 1.74 m. Lord. Replied the policeman.
-Good hiatus beside her and right you mommy, right. Beyond the gendarme wearing boots, barefoot Romina was almost high officer, was 1.71 Mts.
-1.70 M. Anoto vaguely Leguizamon in one of the papers.
Did you go to the toilet that night? Romina he hesitated and then answered
-Yes sir.
-And .... Does the latrine is on the front of the property?
-Yes sir.
-Which means that should open the door, the only door of the house. Leguizamon said special emphasis on the latter
-If. Another awkward silence covered the room
- Is there not left the door unlocked "accidentally"?
- No! replied nervously, then said:
I never do these things, I may be poor but no thief! I'm very careful, besides I never had done anything like the pattern!
- Hey! Do not you "have done"?
- I am a mother I can do this, I need someone to watch my children! .... Please, I have no one to do it for me.
- Do that woman? wonder Leguizamon and continued:
I repeat, as long as I speak the truth there is nothing to fear. Now what if I need to corroborate everything you did not say. I teach said Romina signed the sheet last night.
-Well you signed the partnership agreement. Are you going to do?
With tears in his eyes and the woman agree to tears.
-Well, stand Romina. He said the commissioner
Once standing woman walks past the guards voluntarily towards the cells, but it was long. After walking down the hall toward reaching a final door Romina was certainly scared.
When entering two men waiting with naked torso, a guard preemptively subject's arm and entered the woman together. Romina was horrified to envision a pony torture in the center of the room.
- No! No! No! please. Cry woman while the two executioners in the basement awaiting arms and legs pinned this and loaded until it even pony side. Once there Romina unsuccessfully tried to kick the executioners who began to undress her violently, tearing his garments with facon and then her petticoat, leaving her completely naked in a couple of minutes. Again pleas and cries shaking between the two executioners grabbed her wrists and ankles respectively and placed face up in the torture mechanism.
- NOOOOOO! Let me go! Cry desperate women.
Throwing the weight of his body the executioner held her legs together while one of the gendarmes stand strong ties at the ankles of women. Once secured the legs tied her wrists together. While shaking violently, one of the executioners begins to stretch the naked body of his new victim, once the stretch was enough to let immobilized reach the torture room together even write Leguizamon rookie named Garcia, who was the first once witnessed an interrogation. The Commissioner takes a chair and places it near the head of the pony sitting in it with the same peace with which sat to drink mate in the afternoons. Meanwhile the scribe is directed to a table at the back of the room.
-Well, have no fear, here all ...
-I do nothing, I did nothing, interrupted the terrified woman
-So you have to check Mommy, I told you.
- How? Check? Reviews!
- Looking into her eyes Commissioner answered him
-Is easy just have to keep your pressure such that you mean what you say is true, and if not, you will have the opportunity to do so and end all this. Today I am generous so I'll give you your first opportunity to tell the truth:
Vos? Were the one who stole?
- No sir, I did nothing. I answer with tears in his eyes
- Who helped you?
-No, I did nothing, I swear! after a few tense seconds Leguizamon I reply:
-Good start guys ......
- NO!
Upon hearing the order the eager executioners were launched, one of which way to the head of the pony and Romina blindfold with a thick strip of black cloth. The other is on the table there next to the pony which is covered by a tarp. to remove it is revealing the broader, insane and grotesque collection of instruments of torture, after a moment to review them decide to go from lowest to highest, so it takes two pigeon feather and becomes the colt handing one to his colleague. Romina had been a mother of two children what to be slightly overweight what was even more delicious the executioner wearing feathers, because the ribs and belly were her favorite areas when tormenting. Once equipped both, the latter begins to tickle her left nipple going just the tip of the pen with a delicacy that he felt as if an insect to rest on the skin, then slowly began to trace a circle on this. A Romina looked very uncomfortable but it was very obvious that it was not tickling. It is more even recorded that were tickling. The scribe looked with morbid attention to the scene. After failing to get the expected result the executioner begins to lower the boom on the left chest reaching ribs. there began a slow pan running from the base of his ribs to the armpit, arriving at the latter he printed a little more emphasis, digging into its folds up and down, no response more than sobs. Meanwhile the other is focused squarely on his side ribs brushing the space between these and vertically within also unanswered. Leguizamon, who was the most experienced in the field suggested that the woman was so tense that had desensitized (and this was the case). Knowing they needed something more intense silently pointed a bucket of water beneath pony, one of the executioners and puts decision on this. Inside were two brushes fairly rigid rectangular bristles similar to those used for polishing shoes. They each took one of the brushes and then also quietly pointed feet still covered in mud from the prisoner. Understanding the order both again dipped the brush in water and then left the executioner began to brush the floor helpless Romina, this time the reaction was almost automatic: Romina turn your right foot to cover other while a wide smile a slight gasp escaped, which soon transform the state into laughter. The other executioner tingling right foot and the woman left automatically superimposed on the right. The brush was thick and rough with bristles that cat's tongue once as a teenager licked the back of his right foot during a nap on the patio, with the exception that this time his feet were no moorings and coarse dam with chistar the animal to stop. But here and the shouting, and the prayers seem to make sense. After just 5 minutes into the torture and insert their feet to protect themselves, the executioner took the left toes and pulled back in order to have available complete plant. Romina retry the tactic but without more success than before. Now the other executioner did the same with the right foot tickling without disgust right plant, Romina began to shake violently:
-ENOUGH, ENOUGH ....... I CAN NOT BE AHAHAHAH AH AH .... jaaaa. NO ... NOOO. AHAHAHA.
-To the ankle. Sentenced Leguizamon who had prepared some mates gazing peacefully as brushing between toes of women. Romina broke unable to move his feet, nor the fingers. Started hip shaking so frantically trying menguasen a little tickle at the same time that is very difficult to think of anything else, but it is impossible. The annoying cat remember licking his foot was all that was coming to mind.
The scribe had placed the ink pen and prepared to take notice. They approached the 10 minutes Romina feet were perfectly clean, except for the nails, which contained even mud. Without hesitation the executioners used the brush to dig beneath these women but instantly folded his fingers. This strongly subject executioner base of the toes and was able to achieve its mission. Romina's fingers were particularly sensitive, while failing to bend, began to separate from each other as much as possible in a frenzy.
- Is much too! I manage to shouting in a second of respite that gives one of the executioners while your brush wet again. It took another tortuous 10 minutes before Leguizamon ordered them to stop the executioners. Those who moved away from the hectic Leguizamon victim while he was about to see Romina's feet, which were a little red from the harsh bristles but perfectly clean. Then he walked slowly up the right side of the head and paused for a moment in silence watching her closely. Saw as sweat dripped from the armpits, belly, neck and forehead. Suddenly, he takes the band which was a little sweaty. She looked into the eyes of Leguizamon and catching his breath half said:
'Please just, I gave-... I told the truth ...... I did nothing. (She swallowed hard and continued, in the background the scribe begins to take note) can not stand.
Immutable Leguizamon rebuke:
- You stole?
- I'm saying no. Please, you have to believe me. I answer very distressed.
-Continue. He said as he removed the bag, the moisture that accumulates in the basement plus 35 º C average January day that made the environment was stifling.
- NO. DO WHAT YOU WANT BUT PLEASE STOP. The woman's pleas were in vain. One of the executioners placed the band again and turned to the table, his eyes brooded between instruments. One of them took two smooth red balls similar to billiards. The other took a fork whose ends had two wheels equipped with nails, which spun hand with excessive morbidity before continuing torture. One way to the right side of porto and taking a ball in each hand, place them in the womb of Romina. Starting to circle around the navel the reaction was instantaneous: the body of the woman began to contort although this time on its side, the laughter sounded again. The balls were smooth but produced a tingle, that while there came to be tortuous as the brushes, it was annoying. It was soft but steady. When the other executioner was about to tickle the feet of women, Leguizamon ordered him to wait:
Wait, the balls are insignificant, but wear like a drop of water. If within half an hour does not speak not tell you.
- Agree. Leguizamon returned to his chair to continue the interrogation.
- You stole?
-HAHAHAAHHAHAHHAH AHHHAHHAHA NOO .. AM ..... AHHAHAHAHA
- You're what? asked sarcastically.
AHAHAHHHAHA AH-AM ... I AM INNOCENT!
- Who helped you?
HAHA jaaaa-ahhahaha. As you begin to tickle the ribs Romina was no longer able to respond. One ball was slipped to the executioner's hand, rolling on the rack and then fell to the floor shattered. The executioner was darkened and began to torture her with more intensity, this time up the space between his chest reaching to the base of the neck. Noting that the reaction was less immediately returned to the ribs, but not for long. Having spent several minutes of torture with balls and almost 40 in total decides tormenting the female genital area with circular movements to stimulate the bladder of his victim. with his free hand tickles around the navel and eventually fingers into this, alternating with the base of the ribs. Leguizamon again interrogated the woman. But is immersed in endless laughter. not even hit upon to answer. Given the refusal ordered the executioner to begin another, this went with the fork and straight cord Romina feet. Ato thumbs this to each other with the cord to prevent resguardase one foot to the other. Once your plants defenseless crotch rolled the nail horizontally, from one foot to the other, feeling the itch that generated the nails. She felt she was going to break, now could only wrinkle your plants as much as possible the effect wane waiting in vain because the cruelty would continue uninterrupted for 50 minutes. In that span of time the commissioner rebuke the prisoner four times with the same question of the principle of obtaining three occasions only uncontrolled laughter and choppy for a few that were obviously intelligible mumbling pleas. Only the fourth time the woman reached to exclaim:
- I CAN NOT BREATHE, I CAN RES - AHAHAHAHAH! Romina exasperatedly beg. After nearly 1 ½ hours of questioning and bladder about to explode, she peed miserably prolonged Romina which made her feel very humiliated but she just could not take it anymore. Seeing one of the gendarmes drain urine from the sides of the woman, it takes a bucket of water and ordered the executioners step aside. Once sections throws water towards Romina crotch. She is relieved for a moment, not only because the torture stopped, but because the water a little refresher on that hot afternoon. But peace did not last long because of the executioners immediately resumed its work and moans Romina weaker now sounded again. Having already lost track of time and on the verge of physical and psychological breakdown incontinence gripped her again. Latter noticed the executioner put more emphasis on bladder encourage him to tickle him, because after all, that's occupied the other executioner who now continued the torture on the ribs of women. Just 15 minutes later with a laugh shocking wetting again, this time in smaller amounts. The same would happen again a few minutes before you get started two hours of torture. Leguizamon ordered the executioners to stop and then take off the bandage to Romina. Beyond having dark skin and living in the shadows of the basement was clearly visible as her neck was red and his face where he had marked some veins slightly to match the front. His body was covered with sweat and after a few seconds finally opened his eyes very irritated, this time do not look at Leguizamon, but rather had his eyes fixed on the ceiling. Calmly examine Romina body from head to foot, the latter were as sweaty as the rest of the body and gave off a scent that was a true elixir for the commissioner who knelt and placed his face inches from Romina plants, thumbs to see that this had become dangerously purple decided to take the cord. The woman truly be beyond exhausted quietly enjoy the freedom to move your feet separately without noticing too much in what to the commissioner. Who could not resist the temptation. Too slowly began to move her tongue over the right heel, up the back to get in between the toes, where the curator was delighted with his tongue digging almost motionless feet of his captive, whom she sporadically and slowly away product fatigue. Romina not feel ticklish at first but it was annoying. Wrinkled his feet pinning for a second the tip of the tongue to Leguizamon what excited him even more. Started nibbling the ball of the right foot, which apparently was the most sensitive, and gradually became more intense tickle to the point in which Romina started laughing with some slippage but not as much as with the instruments. Within it began to transform shame into anger. Leguizamon noticed that the further humbled, riéndosele exaggerated with the other gendarmes. Romina's frustration was such that it was about to burst into a fit of rage, but the fear of retaliation was made stronger and remain submissive. Meanwhile Leguizamon was determined to irritate until this react. The commissioner ordered the woman drop pony. He approached the instrument table. Romina tries unsuccessfully to see what's on the table, but is located near the head pony making it almost impossible to see anything. Leguizamon slowly examine the real arsenal you have. Choose something and goes to Romina, she does not distinguish hold it until finally realizes: there were two leather gloves in the fingertips had firmly attached feather tips about 4 Cm. each, which had been slightly tapered at the ends. While the executioners placed a combative Romina on the floor holding her hand and foot gendarmes one of the fans at the ceiling a rope whose end is held tightly to a ring in the center of a metal bar, which has two open shackles ends. Tries to pass from side to side above a thick wooden beam that passes through the fourth. Once past being it takes the end of this and comes to the executioner holding the woman's legs. The latter makes it easier Romina right leg the gendarme who proceeds to putting on the ankle bracelet. Seeing that the torture would continue, Romina began to plead mercy but the gendarme heartbreakingly remains unchanged and places with a little more difficulty the other shackle. He was terrified of looking like the man just stood slowly and carefully gloves while the executioner proceeded to tie his hands behind his back; Romina looking convulses release the arms but the executioner is very strong and dominates almost difficulty. Desperate attempts unsuccessfully Romina hands clawing at the time that man ties his wrists. Once immobilized one of the men put back the bandage; Romina breaks into tears. Dejected begs to release her again. Leguizamon silently watch one of the policemen who was on the other end of the room and the latter realized that he must begin. He began to pull hard on the pulley and the harness that had caught the woman's naked body began to rise of several inches each pulled on the rope. When the woman's belly was at the height of the face of the commissioner this command to stop the policeman. For a few uncomfortable seconds Leguizamon enjoy seeing how the defenseless woman turned into the harness as he struggled to free himself. After a full turn and get back in front of the commissioner this began to scratch slowly up and down the ribs of Romina giving this a start to feel the sharp tips of the feathers. Instantly she gripped laughter. The Commissioner continued torturing Romina tickling up and down the ribs cruelly stopping the helpless armpits. Eventually belly tickled causing spasms of the head to the feet, which were still free from torture but it reflected the closing Romina suffering hard whenever resumed Commissioner hincándola tickling with her fingers. Romina on harness swayed begging for mercy but there was no respite for women nor was questioning. Now it was purely and torture, an endless torture. One of the executioners subject to immobilize the arms further. At that time Leguizamon left nipple biting Romina before licking with delight both breasts. She sobbed uncontrollably and open hands looking the best he could untie the ropes but it was useless. Drive over 80 terrible minutes torment in his torso. Torture was so intense that he could not think. It took several hours for comenzase Romina resistance to waver. Suddenly the harness began to descend but not too much. Before an exhausted Romina could realize what was happening tickling resumed, this time on the feet. No strength to laugh was several seconds before the woman let go a sound indefinitely between laughter and tears. The head and neck of Romina were terribly bloodshot, his face had hit the hair product of sweat and tears. After a few minutes he stopped torture and Romina felt that men babbled something behind him, one of them strongly bind Romina thumbs a tiny ring on the front of the shackles using a thin strip of leather. Then something cold ran down the soles of her feet, she reflexively closed his fingers with all the strength he had left but it was totally useless. I could feel it slipping through your fingers that something as wildly rubbing executioners. Was oil. After embadurnarle Leguizamon feet, even with gloves on, slide your index finger from the base of the thumb immobilized now to heel with a wicked slow. Halfway Romina attempt wrinkling her foot but the executioner had left finger so tight that this woman could barely move some other fingers before feeling a sharp pain.
- Are you going to talk? Leguizamon wonder resuming the interrogation. The woman did not answer. And the commissioner in response was placed behind Romina and with one hand on each foot above process repeated with the exception that now with all his fingers tickling. Romina started laughing uncontrollably;'s 20 years of experience Leguizamon tell you there are few who supported the oil and Romina does not seem to be the case. Anyway he knows that there are other methods of torture that will talk. Romina felt that he would die when he plowed cruelly Commissioner lines the soles back and forth through them with the tips of the gloves. I could crumple plants could not close her fingers could not even turn his feet could barely open a bit the fingers, to do that Leguizamon introduces one blade among them making Romina abruptly interrupted his laughter to release a scream while arched violently backward. With all his strength closed his fingers, but the throbbing pain he violated the leather straps on his thumbs forced to withdraw after a few seconds. Romina broken voice begged him to stop but seeing Leguizamon attacked defenseless again, this time on both feet. Romina continue twisting back and forth as the minutes passed. Romina in those few moments when he could string together his thoughts only to a question: why me? 40 minutes after the hours hung upside down Romina step you began to take effect, experienced a progressive numbness in your body (that was desensitized to tickling). Severe dizziness and fainting finally came. Romina's feet froze but still continued the tickling Leguizamon. It was after several seconds the commissioner realized that she no longer responded. This squatted in front of the woman and remove the blindfold. Romina red face was partially covered by her hair, which had been stuck in sweat. Leguizamon Slowly untie and revive command.
- That's all for today. Lévenla to his cell, if not today ..... will speak tomorrow.
Then the executioners released the ropes with incredible ease with which she struggled for hours seeking release starkly. Her ankles were purple like dolls. After a few attempts at resuscitation Romina came to himself, and to his horror, he continued in the torture chamber. The executioners ordered him to get up but she totally dejected, was limited to trying to get air. The executioners going up her arms over their shoulders and dragging her away to his cell naked. Romina was exhausted and could not walk by itself. When you enter the left face down on the floor. The men left and closed the door. The cell was so warm, humid and poorly ventilated as the torture chamber. Romina turned. The woman trying to sleep. But before doing so he could not avoid hearing the cries of Mercedes who was now taken in tow to the torture chamber, which was a few meters from Romina cell so he could hear everything that was going in there and that obviously denied sleep for a while.
Meanwhile stay in Montalban. Mario, the victim's brother, had a couple of hours by the detective reviewing the extensive grounds. Mario did not know if it was really incisive Búzio when researching or was that sobredimensionaba to the most insignificant thing trying to impress. Anyway Búzio Mario knew that, unlike Leguizamon, was the only person in the whole province skilled enough to find the real murderer.
- What is that? Wonder visibly puzzled while squatting. I draw something about 5 or 6 feet away. A standing Mario will cost as stated by Búzio find. It was only after several seconds when without a moment's hesitation identified what turned out to be a silver bracelet belonging to his sister. The men took the bracelet and kept as evidence. They also decided that they would search the ground for a while longer before entering the house. But the hours were passing and they found nothing that was more relevant. As the brother of the deceased put in serious doubt the qualities of the latter was commenting detective repeatedly, almost preventing it from failure, these types of investigations are slow and in most cases are a matter of trial and error. Also assure you that soon would find "something meaningful". Once seized the large patio, which took them over 4 hours in total, entered the building. The floor was gleaming white marble sócalos except for the puddle of blood dry and Montalban.
-Excellent. He Búzio glad I was able to find something useful.
- What is? Mario replied.
- I have a powder that will allow me to fingerprint, a question, the detainees were barefoot?
- Yes, they supposedly sleeping when all this happened.
-Well. He said as he began to sprinkle the floor around the blood mark, Búzio had a tiny brush and a very small amount of powder. So you must be very careful to use it. I ordered Mario open all doors and windows to enter as much light as possible, once opened, Búzio began the slow work looking at the floor looking for the weak brand that could have been of footsteps. Several hours passed and as the fading glow of sunset also made the hopes, since Búzio knew that with the tremendous heat to and having spent around 72 Hrs of murder was most likely that the footprints, if they there were, would have evaporated or become so weak that it would be impossible to obtain such primitive methods. During those hours had repeatedly identified possible traces that were found to be only sprinkle dirt. Serious but about dusk when the detective who, by chance, displaying something on the floor in the space between the front door (which was open) and the wall. As I watched more carefully distinguish which is a tiny spot of blood, because of their size and shape resembles the imprint of a finger. Sprinkle with care the little dust that was left. As he scattered the powder was formed by observing how brands around the spot. Finally get what he wanted: two almost perfect footsteps. Both men were overjoyed by the discovery and began to search them. After a while revising concluded that for its size and features were of a woman. The detective continued taking these measures and making notes. Mario then told that they should compare them with the traces of Romina and Mercedes. While Mario is ready to accompany the detective while this is going. When you go outside in the gallery are intercepted by one of the workers stay. A tough-looking man of few words, about 50 years old, with some difficulty walking who was identified only as Robert. The latter asked permission to speak with them claiming to have information relevant to the case, information that had not been taken into account by the police, and he was willing to share. But even after learning that Romina and Mercedes were taken to the infamous fort. He was received in a good way for both men and then I invite Mario to sit in the gallery to talk.
'Well, what do you know? Búzio interrogation began.
- I'm sure it was Romina who entered the house. He said without hesitation
- What makes you think that?
-Was Silvina Guzman. I reply with the same temperance before
-Good, but .... Why is this so sure? asked again while noted in his book the name of women.
Roberto pausing briefly look at Mario and said:
-With all due respect, she was the mistress of Mr. Montalban.
- Excuse me? Asked Mario truly amazed.
-If it was. For years he was her lover. Roberto affirm
- Knew you as my brother this relationship with this woman? Inquired Mario
'Everyone knows that. At that moment Mario could not help being ridiculous.
- How is she? How was the relationship? Búzio questioning continued.
-Have been known for 6 or 7 years. Maybe more. She is the daughter of grocer, brown eyes, brown hair, slim, tall. It has about 30 or 35 years. Said this followed:
- I was standing guard in the backyard that night. I felt something that I thought were screams and came to see what happened. For when I saw two people running towards the mountain, a man and a woman. The guy but I could not recognize the woman if it was quite further back than when I yell and women look to where I stood and watched closely, listen warning the kind on me; recognized her voice. I knew then that was it. Surprised men were silent for a moment before continuing.
- Any other important details?
-The girl was wearing a white nightgown.
- What about the man? Búzio wonder.
- He was a cowboy, but I could not see well, was far and wore dark clothing. Then Roberto added:
- The sweety is very vindictive and when Montalbán said that left her she was not going to be like that.
- We found some of the vessels of the wife of my brother on the field. Mario commented
- I'm sure that is Silvina, not by necessity but by the mere fact of harm.
The interrogation continued for a while and then Roberto return to activities in the room. Búzio greet with Mario and started to look for Silvina, taking your hand to the center of town. Arriving at the house after riding half hour walk is run by the father of the woman, a plain-looking man about 40 years old. Búzio will make the visit because of course ignoring the fact that Silvina was the main suspect in the murder. The girl's father felt uncomfortable but eventually passed and invites a tea. In an adjoining room appears suddenly and evidently nervous Silvina, who had heard the words of Búzio to arrive. She was very beautiful, but also of what Búzio had imagined. He had long hair down to a few inches below her shoulders, her face was cool, wearing a pastel colored dress and a white shawl.
'Hi good evening. Silvina shyly greet
- Good night. I answer Búzio happy to confirm that she was there and then continued talking about matters other than the case with the father. The woman sat at the table with them, but remained silent all the time while they talked, now more precisely about the murder of Montalban. Silvina seemed deep in thought and he realized this Búzio, who both looked furtively each.
Silvina could not help that he should come to mind the events of that night:
She knew serene movements. when she spotted that this was going to the backyard gave notice to Horace, her new lover, a quiet-looking bearded man of 32 years old, little money and even less light but very sagas. Together they planned a few days ago to steal the jewels. The idea was simple, too simple. During the years of romance Montalban Silvina gave a copy of the key in order to enter the house at night and serene authorization for this to let her go. Now she would be in her nightgown (like I used to always order Montalban). Seek the jewels on the top floor and leave. In view if she would try to seduce him into pretending to still be madly in love with him, as he had done for years. Should be seen stealing Horacio reduce Montalban and escape. The plan was highly fallible but both concluded that it was a brilliant decision. Silvina stealthily few meters way that lay between bushes and entry to the Stand to the front door took off his sandals and leave them flat on the floor to make no noise when walking, carefully opened the door and entering the house . Once inside up the stairs and went to the room of the man who was indeed illuminated by the light of the moon, nearly full that night. To the surprise of Silvina Montalban slept alone. I take the box of jewels and trying to make as little noise as possible to wake up. Seeing that the man did not flinch went toward the door. When she was finishing downstairs heard something that stopped the heart:
- What the fuck are you doing there?! Spit Montalban who, unlike his brother, has a very bad temper. Silvina turned and taking courage I reply:
- I came to get what's mine! Silvina said that hurried out, but a couple of meters before reaching the door Montalban reaches and holds the left arm.
- Over here again bitch! ... What have you got there?, What you got there?! Inquired box warning while the zamarreaba. Silvina Looking at her eyes defiantly said:
- Were not mine these jewels?! Did not you gave them to me?! Montalbán began to struggle violently with women. Unable to take this case further pounces on it and gives him a strong punch in the face knocking her to the floor dropping the box, which opens hit product spilling its contents. Outside Horacio hear the discussion and prepared to enter. When it comes to where Montalban see this Silvina hitting back on the floor. Awkwardly making an ornament of a table next to the door, which turned out to be a small but heavy stone. He lunges at the man and when he realizes the presence of Horace it was too late. Without hesitation and before I could turn around Montalban, Horacio dealt a heavy blow above the right eye. The blow destabilizes Montalban being this exposed. Once at their mercy Horacio lambasts hitting him with treachery in the head. This coup led Montalban stumble and fall right back out the door. Horacio knelt on his victim and continued with the punches. Meanwhile Montalban tries in vain to contain the arms of her attacker, much younger and stronger. While desperately calls for help. Meanwhile Silvina was reinstated, but can not help but close your eyes and wince inside whenever you hear the multiple impacts which makes the stone in the skull of his former lover. The viciousness of Horace was such that Silvina being a couple of feet of men, began to be sprinkled with blood. Panicking you see the blood produced in its nightshirt Montalban can not stand. She crawls for cover behind the door, once there is placed in the fetal position supporting the soles of your feet on the floor. She kept her eyes closed and ears covered looking when I hear yelling Horacio:
- Board that! Board that! in the first of many blows that gave Montalban arms collapsed this staying perfectly still. But Horace had not noticed it and was still sticking to rode inert and. It was after several seconds and tens of strokes Horacio realized that Montalban was dead, or so it seemed. Silvina could react and began to grope in the dark the jewels placing them back into the box, which were smaller and those that fell away the left. Hasty and nervous he could not close it. While struggling to close, Horacio took her arm and pull it out of the house. When they left the gallery Silvina realized I could not run as rough terrain being barefoot.
- Wait, wait, wait! Silvina Scream while the loose and runs Horacio leaving behind. She quickly placed the sandals is trying not to fall further jewelry. Once ready ran after Horace, who had already moved away considerably. Then she hears the cry of the serene, Silvina warns Horatio, who had heard the scream. As Roberto pursues can but his difficulty walking makes it impossible for him to reach them. Anyway not lose sight and get to see that sneak into the mountain. They kept running to exhaustion. The plan was a disaster. After a while they were heading to the house that night Silvina that was empty, but are heading to the mountain just behind her house. Where hid the box in a hole made in the earth. Silvina burn her nightgown and anointing with water a cloth proceeded to frantically rub her body and her face to remove the blood, then I would just as Horace. Once bathed stayed up all night trying to understand what happened. Until dawn when Silvina Horacio warned that he should go because his father was coming (who hated Horace). The latter finally left but before leaving agreed to meet at night if one of the two found out that sought the gendarmerie, would go to the tree, seek the jewels and the people would.
The conversation had progressed enough to where Silvina back to reality when he heard his father.
-Silvina, Silvina ....
-If, what happens? hastened to respond.
-What are completely gone that happens. Blame the father. Búzio by then had realized that the woman was acting suspiciously and decided no more bluntly tell the true both because of his visit.
Sir, I'm here to take the fingerprints of the feet of his daughter. Upon hearing this I look at Búzio Silvina absolute and undisguised bewilderment.
-And that ...... ....... What is it? the father asked worriedly.
-Is just take the steps. Silvina react and nervously asked the detective:
- Why? What for? Is that ..... I can do this ..... You can not come and accuse me like that!, Disrespecting me this! You me-
- Shut up! sentenced the father and then added:
Preview first what we are saying. Búzio continues his explanation:
-I did not accuse you of anything Miss, your neighbors do. Vera what happened ...
- And who is the son of thousand bitches who speaks ill of my daughter? Man interrupted indignantly.
- I can not tell you who. I'm just conducting a routine procedure based on the evidence that I have, which points to the lady. He clarified that several pointing to her daughter and a man named Horace as responsible for robbery and murder of Montalban. By naming Silvina Horace's father instantly change your attitude. Finding himself cornered treatment to calm and then decided to refute Búzio:
-No more than rumors, the people of this town envies us and so we accuse. You have no evidence, no nothing. With an ironic tone certainly answered the detective:
-I am afraid if I have miss. I have two prints of bare feet in the house of Montalban which undoubtedly are a woman and if we add the testimonies that implicate you, I'd say that counts as evidence.
- And because it assumes that these steps are from my daughter! Búzio answered
-I did not say that they are of it, come to find out if it. I need to take some steps in order to compare them with those of the house. He explained the procedure again this time a little irritated. The father trusted her daughter's innocence authorize the test, although very reluctantly. Silvina was scared but tried to hide it as much as possible.
Well .... Miss take off your shoes. Búzio ordered as he pulled from his pocket a roll and a bottle of ink. The woman obeyed and Detective knelt and took the woman's right foot, which was thin, soft and delicate. I rub the roller by silvina plant woman waking up in some discomfort that I finish turning in a faint tickle. Once painted Búzio with both feet on the floor spread a sheet of paper and indicated to the woman who left his mark as delicately as possible. As soon as I lift my foot Silvina Búzio could not help feeling that the suspect had. Although he was little his experience he had a strong hunch that had caught the right person. When the test the woman approached him a rag to remove the excess ink. After a while Búzio coolly waved both reminding them that there are two women arrested for the murder in a last attempt to provoke guilt in women, which was no more disturbed than it already was. Finally Búzio part to Montalban's house to rest.
CHAPTER III: THE SAUCE
Romina slept a couple of hours before waking startled to hear the cries of Mercedes, who now led back to his cell. After that he could not sleep almost anything within 12 hours he had in his cell. Any noise made her alert. She did not know how long they tortured Mercedes, but did not seem too. He wondered if Mercedes had confessed and if you did, what would have confessed? This question began to haunt her. A while later while Romina was sitting against the wall was when I listen to what he had been waiting for: the gate was opened and a policeman stopped by a wooden plate with a kind of soup. For Romina, who had last eaten the evening before the murder of Montalban, hunger had begun to take its toll. She got up and took the plate an instant look at him and saw that it was not soup but a thick, greasy sauce containing corn, onion, carrot and some seasonings. No more laps took a little of the sauce in his hand and ate it, to his surprise was not at all unpleasant which made him hesitation. But anyway continued eating until completion. After a few minutes the door opened and two gendarmes waiting Romina not resist a little compassion but to no avail. The men awkward and unnecessarily zamarrearon and tied his wrists with a rope, one of them pulls a dirty, damp rag from his pocket and forcing the two to open the mouth introduced it as a gag. Once ready walked to the torture room. Once inside Romina saw the foal had been moved, now at the center of the room leaning on the floor stood a wooden beam. Romina not identify was that instrument of torture but that could not prevent the panic invaded. The police stopped on the side of the trap and watch with glee Leguizamon his victim naked before explaining:
- I am very generous. And because I am generous one day and day. I give the detainees a day to talk and ..... The very *****s do not speak! then with the same mocking tone and looking at the eyes terrified and Romina to which approached spoke as he added:
- There is a time for everything in life. Yesterday was time to talk and today is time to be silent. You could put an end to your torture yesterday but wanted to wait until tomorrow and that there is nothing I can do but watch as the hours pass. When no more could soportases to but not today. no matter how much you squirm, cry or how or when it breaks you. This will not stop until you turn to talk. It was all very easy right? A Romina legs trembling, her breathing had agitated and ran down her cheeks a few tears at the words of Leguizamon, then the Commissioner continued:
-Not if I am pious or if I do not like wasting time or simply my experience tells me when a detainee does not support more and want to the depths of his being speak and finish this ... the point is that still have a chance to confess. Hands opened only when you want to. That said Leguizamon ordered torture begin. Romina shook violently but the executioners sat on the floor without difficulty as a policeman opened the stocks. The executioners Romina legs stretched and placed in the holes which are so far between if you leave in a posture Romina quite painful. The trap does not have holes for the wrists, in that you see on top a metal ring in which moorings intertwined Romina dolls. One of the executioners is flipped to the table of instruments and making this leather strips, five to be more precise. Then he spends two to another man and both are aimed at the height of the feet where other rings on top. Romina feet wrinkle knowing what will happen but the executioners brutally stretched back and tied tightly between evil laughter thumbs and pinkies on the rings. In the last strip of leather used to assure the rag in the mouth. This time it blindfolded. Leguizamon witness woman wants everything, helpless and powerless. The sheriff walks Romina and joy back gently but effectively tickles the back. for women there is no escape. Leguizamon stopped and simply said:
-Wash. Hearing that Romina started shaking inside I had almost no mobility and sobbed desperately through the gag. The executioner brought a wooden bucket with water and like the day before each took a brush and proceeded to clean the feet of women. The laughter took several seconds to appear and it was hard to distinguish at first but as the tickling intensified became unmistakable sounds of laughter. Like the previous day took only a few seconds to wash the feet of Romina, but the executioners continued for several minutes. She looked into the eyes of his executioners waiting a little mercy but this only added to the joy of men who laughed macabre of his suffering. Romina arched her head back, she knew it was only a matter of time before they decide to attack his back, which was totally helpless. After several minutes Romina feet were impeccably clean, that's when the executioners began to dry the feet of his victim with a towel. Romina'm busy trying to catch my breath, as the sweltering basement and made her gag at times very difficult to breathe. She closed her eyes a few seconds overwhelmed by torture and was beginning to consider confess but on the other hand, thinking about the fate of their children. Without it there would be absolutely nothing. When suddenly a very familiar sound makes it back to reality in a second. They were the two goats bells look skinny, she began shaking her head frantically as the executioners came to a stop a foot away from your feet. Leguizamon, who at that time was kept out of sight of the woman, appears again in the fourth with a wooden bucket in each hand and rests on the floor in front of the trap. The woman tries to see what it contains but fails to distinguish. The commissioner makes a thick brush and worn from his pocket and inserted into one of the buckets. Then the sample removed and Romina saying
- You want some more? She only managed to say no head. After a few seconds Leguizamon turns to one of the goats, and bringing you the brush derisively asked:
- You want? When you smell the aroma of the sauce the hungry goats grew restless, ringing their bells to move. Without waiting Commissioner begins to anoint the feet of Romina with sauce. Going from the top down, discharging most of this in the forefoot both in the plant and in the top and even in the fingertips. After placing cruel continuous corn delicately between his fingers. Then swabbed the back of the foot leaving a little of the sauce on top. As for the heels, they were free of the sauce. Romina knew how terrible it would be all, but never tickled with a goat, knew very well what these could do. During a party with her friends when Romina was a teenager, one of them proposed to have competition who endured more tickled without laughing. This took two chairs to the backyard of the house and placed against the trunk of a dead tree that was lying on wind whose width would be about 60 or 70 cm. once there sat two girls resting your feet on the trunk, ensuring that these quedasen protruding from opposite side. Two other women sat on the ankles of the girls and proceeded to remove their sandals to their victims. The rest of the women, including Romina, had to look carefully the faces of the first participants, who were to remain in total silence otherwise lost. The first were just tickled with fingers and not take long to collect his first victim, the girl on the right side broke in just over a minute, gave the chair defeated the next who happened to be Romina. The latter wanted to avoid participating but her friends knew what it was extremely ticklish so they were eager to sit her and this finally agreed knowing it would not last anything in the chair and actually was not. The first brush made wrinkling Romina plant his feet and enough a couple of seconds to make it burst into laughter. Her friends were not going to settle for so little, so we decided to continue the tickle. Romina pleaded with laughter they finished and Romina indifference began to tickle her back on her now Verduga, who resisted with difficulty until it became so unbearable that something had to stop. Freeing Romina, who got up and walked away from the chair as well. Participants continued to pass and when it was time for the girl to sit Romina tortured the group of friends decided it should be the same Romina who would tickle your Verduga. Romina proved to be savage and ruthless when tickling causing the breakdown of the girl in a few seconds. Although he would not revenge tickling over the account. Carolina Meanwhile, the girl on the left, a girl with dark brown hair, thin and beautiful feet had endured in silence the entire round until he ran into Dolores, a robust girl with green eyes, white skin and feet certainly neglected that seemed immune to everything. The girls were tickled for several minutes carolina, but remained silent, and began to shake a little more than in the previous tests, wrinkled soles at times, had a grimacing breathing and showing what cost restraint. Meanwhile Dolores's face remained unchanged and motionless feet. He seemed to have tickled or at least gave no sign that I had, the verdugas they were rotated to see if you could break them. Reaching nearly 8 minutes yielded either so that one of the proposed verdugas up the ante and go after the stable two goats. A couple of minutes until he returned with the animals. Women In those minutes, especially carolina, took to recover. The girls spent quince plants by their victims and approached bluntly goats to toe. Goat carolina sweet lick seek not until after a few seconds, which gave him an advantage. Meanwhile Dolores goat licked from the first moment but she remained motionless until the goat began to lick between the toes, then wrinkled soles and forty seconds reaching laughed uncontrollably suddenly covering his face with his hands. Having won Carolina this euphoric laughed before laughing uncontrollably too. The goats took a couple minutes to finish licking the feet. The temptation to put them other girls for sweeter was huge but the condition of her friends, especially Dolores, who still could not form words because of the laughter. It was stronger and decided not to continue with tickling. Now they knew their weakness Dolores spent a long time, since she had always been the most rude group. And even when the latter are suspected mezquinaba information on village gossip girls joked tie her to a bed and torturing her for hours if necessary. What irritated at some point Dolores. Romina'm a little perturbed after that afternoon, if Dolores can not stand being tickled to the goat you what if one day you see Dolores torturing tortured her? Romina would not even imagine what that would be. Anyway Romina was about to know what it felt to be tickled by not one but two goats.
Romina When both feet were covered by the sauce torture began. The goats will eagerly licked the soles of the feet and the woman returned to reality. Feet shook as he could looking desprendiese the sauce, but this was very thick and very well attached. The goat started climbing right foot by foot, carving it with his tongue fast, reaching his ball where it stopped for a moment before moving further way to the base of the toes. Time when the laughter turned into screams intense. while the animal attempts to get the corn kernels from the helpless fingers, the other goat standing up also by his incessantly licking the back of this, realizing that some of the sauce is on the side of the foot above the animal strives reach it, but the little space between the foot of the stocks Romina and lets not fully could lick that area which causes the goat must stretch his tongue making the lick take more time and be more torturous to the victim. In a couple of minutes Romina feet were clean and executioners rushed away some goats and put more sauce on the feet. Meanwhile Leguizamon who until then had been standing watching the situation, look for a chair and sat two feet of women. Seeing that he had all afternoon in front and while the head and neck reddened Romina increasingly, the commissioner ordered some mates prepare in an interminable 15 minutes arrived. The first take was obviously Leguizamon, who with all the peace of the world is prepared to accommodate the bulb while Romina shook so violently that by stomping the stocks at times to feel the language scratching at the tip of your fingers. Finally, the Commissioner could take your mat and returned to the primer. A couple of mates after sweating seas Romina and her tears mingled with sweat, even in the dim light of the basement you could see the red eyes that were women. The process was repeated again and again and for 30 minutes such was the force to Romina with her fingers that they were getting purple. Woman's mind was blank could not think of anything. It was just endure. Almost forty minutes into torture Romina began to blur at times product could not breathe well. The water in the kettle was completed and Leguizamon began to get bored. Having noticed that the woman was staring at times decided to put a little more pressure to his victim but that would be for later. For so long I thought about it, Romina pee. He was willing to bankrupt Romina was so went to the table and took her spiked gloves to use the previous day and two spiked rollers. He stood behind the woman, who was so engrossed in tickling did not realize what to Leguizamon. Without warning she felt the cold barbed rollers run for his waist from front to back, going from the navel to the spine, repeating the same movement slowly and steadily for several minutes. Romina and could not think Leguizamon words was all that echoed in his head: could not end his torture. There was no hope of any kind and that her husband was a drunk who probably had not even noticed that his wife was arrested and their children anything they could do for her. Romina had lost control of her body, repeatedly urinated. His will was faltering and finally gave up. I could not take it anymore. Meanwhile Leguizamon Romina belly attacking barbs introduced between the rolls that had been formed. It seemed to be bearable for his victim so he began to walk up the ribs with the rollers. As to shoot barbs became obvious that caused him a tickle killer since Romina shoulders shaking wildly on instinct to cover their armpits which were viciously attacked with even more. Leguizamon was devoted to tickle armpits met Romina until almost an hour and twenty torture began, at which Romina spread his hands as he could and held there for several minutes. The man immediately notice and decided that it was time to further undermine his victim and talking to hearing said
- If you pass, this will be worse than you can imagine. There was no reaction out of uncontrollable laughter. It took 15 minutes but when the woman again began to numb, Romina malnourished and exhausted could not help succumbing to fatigue. Suddenly he saw a blur and making a huge effort came to, but in an instant blurry again and at that time there was no effort to save her, he fainted after nearly two hours of torture.
Meanwhile in the house of the latter prepares Silvina hidden a suitcase for escape. Being so scared not to await the outcome of the test, whatever. The moon is almost full and is partly cloudy so decided it would be a night meeting with her lover on the Mount. His father know the truth but has strange behavior from Búzio visit. She knows it's only a matter of time before the truth is uncovered. A couple of hours after the time change and began an intense thunderstorm. The escape was complicated considerably since both would on the same horse, cross country through carrying luggage and jewelry. Silvina lay down and waited until his father falls asleep. After a while and seeing the flashes of lightning in the window next courage to dress and go out the back door. Before you go look at his father, who was sleeping like a log at that time. Silvina Steps by the wooden floor were lost in the thunder, very strong at times. Exit without difficulty and goes to the tree where they kept the jewels. The rain was cold and breezy. Illuminated by lightning stare into the bush. After a few minutes while I get the tree completely soaked. I am looking with some difficulty and finally found the hole. Al put his hand found nothing, his face puzzled about trying to see if it really was that the hole and indeed it was but the box was not there. Silvina'm sitting on the thick, protruding tree roots covering his face with his hands for a few seconds before bursting into a fit of rage.
- Son of a bitch, bastard, son of thousand bitches! exclaimed before standing up and blinded by hatred toward the house of Horace, not realizing that by that point Horacio must have fled alone. When we finally arrived after a long walk in a rain that seemed to never subside remote and lonely shack where her lover lived corroborate, to his horror, that this was no longer there. He had taken the horse and his few belongings. No more anything to do by his bag Silvina and began the tedious single escape on foot through the woods.
In the torture chamber Romina come round slowly. The first thing to be made clear sight see was the ceiling, without realizing that's what happens begins to look around and confirms that your feet are still trapped in the stocks but not arms. she has been lying with arms stretched backwards like on the rack. Her wrists (still tied to each other) have been tied to a ring that is in the floor. Now her armpits and ribs are absolutely exposed hypersensitive. When fully lucid fear invades again. Seeing as his victim is terrified every second Leguizamon begins to slowly bring the latter's despair contemplating his face. She is still gagged. Without further ado Commissioner squats on one side of her and said while tickling her left nipple:
- I warn you that if you pass out would be much worse. Painfully reddened eyes stared woman killed the sheriff who without despegarle eyes off noisily dragged up a bucket of wood. Romina did not see it was he did. From extracted the brush and bucket when you look away Romina Leguizamon brush introduced him in the navel causing more violent reaction of the entire interrogation the woman making an almost unnatural arquease uttering a steady and very clear "no" that could heard through the gag as this had slipped a little with the passing hours. For the first time the scribe felt bad for the woman. Continuing what I started, release the surplus Commissioner of the brush in a circle around the navel. The charge again and began to run it through the belly reaching the public area but did not reach the vagina. The sheriff stopped and contemplating the exceptional size of the breasts of Romina decides to change tactics. Place the brush on the floor and take the bucket with his hands, gradually rises and dumps its contents right in between the breasts, which drains to reach out to the neck and armpits. Take the brush again and proceeds to spread this sauce by the armpits of women and work is completed brushing her breasts and ribs. Romina was not going to take it in any way, she opened her hands when Leguizamon sauce poured between her breasts, but no one in room pay attention. Then you put sauce on your feet. Suddenly the executioners brought goats to the room and the only hope Romina had collapsed when the executioners income behind a gendarme with two goats which were quickly placed on either side of his torso. Once all ready Leguizamon made a gesture to the other gendarmes disconcerting: removes the gag to Romina. The reaction was instantaneous.
- Please stop! I did, I did it all! All!. Between crying so loudly exclaimed:
- I will confess everything! I'll say what you want to say, but please do not follow! Do not follow!
- What do you confess? derisively asked the commissioner.
-I killed him, it was me ...
- And where are the jewels?
-I do not know. I answer with the understanding that you broken one way or another torture continue. By not having the expected response the commissioner looked at the other gendarmes and remained thoughtful for a moment before turning to the woman and tell a complete chill:
-It's a shame to throw so much sauce. Is not it? ask others who cheered the commissioner. Romina no more strength to fight could not do anything but mourn to see how the band takes Leguizamon had in his pocket and proceeds to donning. As soon blindfolded goats began to lick the feet numb Romina was not in the least, and in seconds it produces the sensation devastating rubbing on your skin languages ran through her body making it shake again. But before we get to laugh felt like a goat attacked her left breast bursting into laughter definitely making. The other goat frantically licking the belly of the woman at the height of the ovaries. Romina shook his head so violently that at times he beat his head against the floor. The first goat licked her nipple viciously almost continuous left breast down until the fold of this which was to stick his tongue. Meanwhile the other came closer to the navel, sauce overflowed. Leguizamon way around the troubled woman and realized that the leather straps purple had left thumbs and pinkies so fingers untie command, however Romina had no time to enjoy the relief you feel his feet caused him some freer because the executioners goats came back to continue their work. The woman shook frantically feet and closed as the fingers could but the agile goats languages not lost a millimeter Romina foot. When plants wrinkled licked fingertips when opened and licked between the toes causing delirium in women. It was late that night but it seemed that men were to end. Romina who until that time had been unable to articulate a word with them and forces the animals screaming in a desperate attempt to scare them away. I manage to say it twice "out" before succumbing again to laughter, but the goats did not flinch nor in the least. Now that his fingers were free to stronger legs trying to shake the stocks that the noise might frighten the goats without success. After 30 minutes of torture Romina's laughter began to experience a change that only the scribe seemed to notice. The woman was trying to laugh louder in a last, desperate attempt to ward off the goats which either hunger or being accustomed, perhaps for years, to eat on the body of a person did not have any reaction . The scribe'm shocked and stopped. He had never heard nor screams so loud, it was something that would never forget. Years later in his memoirs he described as follows: "(...) the woman screamed and shook as if they practiced an amputation with a saw." Romina felt faint again reaching 45 minutes of torture but it was a false alarm. When goats licked Romina ribs put his mind blank and place that would die. The woman made no answer questions occasionally made him Leguizamon beyond laughter. Romina held firm until after 1 hour and 50 minutes the unexpected happens: just the last bit of sauce from the bowl. Leguizamon quickly bring more orders but none of the men replied. Certainly obfuscated required to bring the other bucket and after a few tense seconds of silence one of the gendarmes replied:
-No more sir. We use the bucket on the other stopped. Outraged chide Commissioner
- And why not more prepared?
-You do not have to prepare master, Ferreira came in the afternoon to find the necessary elements but still has not returned.
- I want to talk to Ferreira and well again!
-Yes sir. Internally Leguizamon Romina wanted raping and making confession had already ordered unleash Romina and take it to where the scribe has the "confession" of women and hacérsela sign. As she removed the blindfold and the moorings Leguizamon women could take Romina state dimension: his head was red as his eyes, his torso covered even goat saliva shone in the dim light of torches leaves no see what they are reddened breasts, belly and soles of the feet, is disheveled and has dark circles on his face the burden is enormous. The executioners loaded and sit in front of the scribe. The Commissioner takes the inert woman's right hand and thumb in ink painting. Then it relies on the writing. Completed orders Leguizamon bathing procedure to the woman and then take his office. In the same torture chamber the executioner bathe in buckets to the woman causing it despabile brush a little and deliberately causing tickling. Then tie his wrists back and lead loading in the rain. Once in the office the police are removed leaving the woman naked and wet in front of the table where it all began. Leguizamon appears in an adjacent room and a little dry with a towel. Then he says:
-You should be thankful, when my prey not generate anything let me 8 times 9.10 or more boys to enjoy. He does well. He clears his head every so often retaliate. Commented ironic then added while walking around Romina:
- For me the fat woman are a weakness or skeletal skinny women just disgusts me. He said while passing his hands over his belly Romina, who did not answer anything.
-If you're good with me, I'll be good to you. Who knows. Maybe a little mercy, maybe a little less time in the stocks. Or why not even a day off from torture. I give based on what I get. So I repeat: if you're good with me, if you work hard, if you're worth it .... I can give you that. Are few that I would do this deal. In case you do not accept this all right, nothing is wasted, if you're not it will be useful to my others gendarmes. Perversely sentenced commissioner. After a few seconds a shaky Romina ask
- A day off?
- I am a man of my word. If I win, I give it. She hesitated a moment and finally agreed.
- Well, start gently. He said the commissioner with a boundless lust as he drove the woman to the next room where he appeared, which turned out to be the room of the commissioner. In the background there was a revolt bed which had thick ropes subject to each of the corners.
-Kneel. He ordered the man to reach the foot of the bed. A Romina legs trembled but obeyed and slowly placed into position. Leguizamon took off his shirt and then his pants. Holding his penis approached the woman's face. Romina could not hide his displeasure and dodging around. Pleading the commissioner said:
-Please do not do this. I'll do anything but this. Think of my children.
- So what? Is that a mitigating factor?
-Please ...
- Balls please! 're Going to suck me up and down as, when and to where I want! Leguizamon sentenced. Looking disengage from the situation the woman exclaimed:
- Do not do it! I never did! ... I nun. Really desperate managed to say before being interrupted.
- Ah! .... Poor little baby. Do not know suck. The of cocks that you've eaten!
-I just, I just ask you do not do this. I'll do what I want. Whatever! Romina implore.
-I run out of patience. Leguizamon threatened. Resigned and a horrible disgust Romina begins to perform oral sex to the commissioner.
- You saw it was not so difficult. Leguizamon said before preparing to enjoy Romina, who was just trying to think of anything else.
-Slower, kiddo. He said before putting his hands on Romina's head with both hands. When the sheriff came and subject ejaculated strongly Romina head, who just could not stand the feel disgust that produced sperm running down her throat. Romina coughed and when to do a thick thread of cum fell from her mouth. The woman kept coughing up having a couple of arcades. Leguizamon rejoiced witnessing the humiliation that led to Romina. Before the woman could recover fully, the commissioner lifted her by the hair and loosen the wrist without the will cast face down on the bed. Without further adieu proceeded to penetrate her. Romina much pleading shook a little uncomfortable clemency and that the commissioner who decided to turn to the woman and tie her ankles to the corners of the bed.
- No please no, no, no! Romina said when he felt Leguizamon tickled feet, the latter rose by Romina legs tickling the body to reach out to the ribs where I get really torture his victim. While continuing to tickle penetrate Leguizamon began wildly. Eventually tickled her neck and breasts. After several minutes Leguizamon screamed with pleasure, was ecstatic and totally out of if. Romina laughed uncontrollably while being raped. When she could catch her breath he said:
- Not me-do not make me more self shells .... I'm going to die! Not anymore! Not anymore! The Commissioner continued indifferent several minutes until he finally ended up having a long and certainly exaggerated orgasm. Romina squirmed as the commissioner
I stop licking cosquillearla to pass breasts. Leguizamon remained a few minutes next to a busy Romina whose face reddened by tears fell. Then the sheriff stood up and began to dress. With disdain commented to Romina as he untied the ankles:
- I told you I'm a man of my word. You've earned a day off. Romina man looked incredulous and beyond be extremely indignant dared not say or do anything for fear of ruin everything. Otherwise endured everything is worth nothing.
Once the free ankles Leguizamon led to the door where a gendarme expected. The latter speak with the commissioner:
-Give a petticoat and let go tomorrow morning for a little walk around the yard.
-Yes sir. Replied the policeman before taking her to the cell. Before entering the petticoat was placed, which turned out to be a nightgown ragged and dirty burlap to cover you partially reaching buttocks, not much difference with being naked. Once locked Romina sat on the floor and wait a few seconds for the gendarmes far around the cell. Overwhelmed by anger started screaming euphorically while smiting the door with his fists. He did repeatedly before breaking into tears and falling to his knees in front of this.
The next day the sky is completely clear around noon on Búzio Montalban stay meets with the judge, witnesses and brother Montalban for comparison of the footprints, since it is impossible to move them, the same comparison is made there . Traces of the house and after several hours of analysis under the watchful eye of the judge, witnesses and brother of Montalban concludes that the prints are of Silvina. The judge seated left the veracity of the survey and in the presence of Mario Words proceeds rapidly to capture Silvina asked Guzman. I order to preserve the traces of the house at all costs, so the house remained completely closed and guarded by the police, officers said work was intended to Ferreira. Was banned from entering the house to finish the trial. Meanwhile 23 km to the south on a narrow mountain path Silvina rests after walking until dawn, the road has been rough and sun makes stifling humidity rises. She's exhausted and her beautiful white dress is wet, muddy and some parts torn by the thorns of the bushes. His suitcase left her shot during a fit of rage in the most crude of the storm, he was way too difficult to follow with so much weight. there is nothing beyond what he wears and knows that was lost in the bush the wrong road, Silvina always been very impulsive and the precarious situation in which this does not take too long in despair and take another bad decision : decided to return to the road and seek help from any cart that passes the location, with a beautiful young, well dressed and being in the dire state it was, she was absolutely convinced that someone would stop to help. What Silvina disregarded, perhaps by making born and raised in a city, is that nothing is as easy in villages as the saying goes "small town, big hell." Silvina came to the road and after a couple of hours to walk south. He felt behind him a cart approaching. Automatically turned to look at her and could see it was a very luxurious carriage. When I pass by his side did not stop and Silvina started asking please follow him to stop, but this did not stop several meters below. Silvina approached with a broad smile and set about to thank that good Samaritan who happened to be Mario Montalban. The woman's smile disappeared and remained dismayed watching Mario, who does not in the least dissimulation revulsion he felt at the sight. With treacherous nerve greeted him but not knowing what to say:
'Hello, good afternoon ... I ....
-Good afternoon. You want to take her to town? he asked coldly.
-Not I go to the house of a relative, thanks. He said, signifying by a gesture that was heading south.
- That you were in that state? To hide? Chide visibly irritated.
-No. replied curtly. And without a word went on. Mario quickly gets out of the carriage.
- Volve daughter over here bitch!, Agarrala Reuben agarrala! I command who was driving the wagon. While Silvina made to run again trying to hide in the bush. I manage to run well before their patinasen sandals in the mud, got up quickly and ran but upon entering the mountain began her dress caught in the thorns to the point of desperately trying to prevent loose forward hurting hands to loosen the branches of his clothes but could not and the men finally reached. Silvina slapping but he defended the men did not take anything to reduce it. Holding her arms and unhooking of the lead almost dragging branches to the carriage once put there face down on the floor and while holding it while Mario Ruben ties his wrists from behind Silvina.
- I can do this! I am a woman, I can do this! Silvina exclaimed.
-Forces to kill my brother missed you right? poisoned by hatred even cry without hesitation:
- I did not! It was Horatio!
- Horace??!
- Horacio Baigorria! responded the same way as before.
- Why are you going to tell the judge! Mario sentenced. Then the men loaded into the carriage and Mario, while jealously guards his prisoner, Ruben orders to turn around and start the long journey to the fort.
CHAPTER IV: THE TRIAL
In the morning they were made in-house expertise Montalban, Romina can for the first time out of his cell into the yard. The patio has a deathly silence. Romina is completely alone, is not no other prey wandering. Timidly begins to walk around the property with the intention of finding Mercedes. As I walked around the yard realized that no one was there, except for two gendarmes in one of the turrets. She had not slept very little and was exhausted so we decided to sit on the floor to see how the hours passed, sometimes dozing but she would not let our guard down. After a while Romina was relieved that the interrogation was over but now his mind begins to work against you. He began to think it would be your future, what would be the sentence they would give for killing Montalban?, Would you see your children? tried not to think about it since, however, could do nothing at this point to change their destiny. The afternoon was very fast paced and when night fell the silence that accompanied that time was interrupted by the shouts of the gendarmes of the turret. Romina look at them and within minutes fort door opens and enters a carriage, more precisely, the carriage of Mario. Romina did not recognize until it stops and the down Búzio, Mario and the judge. From the other end of the fort appears Leguizamon and walks quickly to meet them can be seen in his face the disgust he feels to see Búzio, and further, the judge.
'Good afternoon, in what I can do for you? He said the sheriff trying to do good lyrics. Mario, who had always been repulsed by Leguizamon and ancient methods, inhuman and unjust to solve crimes could not avoid answering gruffly:
-Simple. We come to bring you to the true guilty of murder.
- Ah well? And how is so sure that you? Wonder ironic. At that point the judge intervened:
-Commissioner. The survey carried out by Mr. Búzio to fingerprints found at the crime scene, I dare say, was impeccable scientific rigor. It has resulted that the footprints belong to Ms. Silvina Guzman. So that the two are completely discarded arrested.
-Again with the "fingerprints". Honestly I .... Leguizamon blame before the judge añadiese:
-Fingerprint comparison have scientific validity. That is undeniable.
- It is impossible to identify someone by the tracks. That is a fiction. All that is needed is wisdom to solve a crime. Only when the prey is pressed to the point where they feel they have no more strength. It is time that the truth comes to light, after all, the man is the son of rigor. Leguizamon sentenced. Búzio confidently added:
- If they are daughters of rigor or not, I do not know. What if you and I can show you is that those women are innocent. What's more, we have come to excarcelarlas. Commented at the same time it extends a piece of paper that turned out to be the judge's order to release and Romina Mercedes. Very reluctantly Leguizamon read the order and realizing that nothing could be done to retain women. Ordered the gendarmes bring to the office. Leguizamon silent for a moment, visibly dazed. Then the judge gives good news:
-Since there are other involved, has been a fugitive to date and we have nothing except your name and a vague physical description. We need your .... "wisdom" that the young us information on his whereabouts. The fugitive, who would also be the perpetrator of the murder, would own the vessels of the widow Montalban. Leguizamon mood change almost instantly intrigued and asked:
- A young?
-If. The judge said while pointing to the carriage. One of the gendarmes approaches this and calls down to Silvina, to see Leguizamon this arrangement felt his day.
-I hope it is not necessary skin him alive to get what we need. Chide the judge. With a smile on his face Leguizamon I reply:
-Neglect, here no flagella, injured, mutilated or skinned one. Not necessary. Búzio'm puzzled by the comment, but did not hesitate too much. A few minutes later the police approached the men with two women.
6 DAYS AFTER .......
Romina is washing clothes at home, wearing a simple light blue sleeveless dress down to her knees and sandals black. Even has marks on his wrists and ankles. She has not told anyone that was what they did inside the fort. Seeing him serious injuries this bewildered family, and even some people in town who doubt that Romina has actually been in the fort. She feels too shy to admit they confessed because tickled but hopes someday to do. Night falls. Romina is her room and before bed takes off her clothes, the heat is stifling. He is lying face down. Her husband enters the room carrying in hands a piece of aloe vera open. It sits next amollados feet from his wife and taking an aloe vera leaf begins to pass it by the left sole, to feel Romina startled out of bed and walked away from her husband and visibly upset said
-Never again make me a thing, ever. Having said that and seeing that the husband went to pull the blade out, she lay down again. Meanwhile in the fort ....
- Where are the jewels? Leguizamon question for the umpteenth time.
- Do not know! Do not know! For the love of God do not know! exclaimed one Silvina disheveled and haggard. She is naked but having his eyes uncovered. This face-up on the rack. Romina Unlike Silvina has more feet tickled the ribs so that tickle your torso oiled spiked gloves while another policeman passes the needle rollers from the feet, which have been tied together at the ankles. His fingers are free allowing you to cover one foot with the other, but that is not enough to ward off the rollers. After a while one of the executioners sauce brushed off by Silvina feet causing an automatic reaction:
- Not again! No! No! No! No!. Not that! It is inhuman! I told them all that is! Pity for God, mercy! managed to say as he shook before it exploded into laughter insane to start feeding the goats from the perfect soles of Silvina.
END.
I considered his advice and I feel much pleasure doing this story. I'm already thinking about the next and I have two ideas in mind. I wonder which of the two prefer to rise first: the first story is about a journalist investigating a sect by the disappearance of a woman. During the investigation is caught and interrogated. The other story is a tourist lost in a less-traveled route, after accepting help from two women aboard a truck, ends up being kidnapped for days by a family addicted to tickling. Tell me which of the two are more interested. I send greetings to everyone and tell them that I have no internet at my house so I go to a nearby city to connect. Almost always I connect on Monday around 17:00 Hrs (Argentina). We'll see.
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