Olga could hear muffled screams. Far away, but penetrating her eardrums. "Ohh...no. Not there. Please.....Please. What do you want?" She shivered not so much from the cold, but from dread. A certain dread that it would soon be her turn. The last 24 hours had been a nightmare. First, the handcuffs, then the humiliating removal of all her clothing, and the final shame of the brutal cavity search by the smiling female guard. The screams of the unknown prisoner had become shriller and more distinct in intensity. "Whack!" "Oh migawd! Stop! I'll do anything." The pattern was unmi… Read more
