~~ Pics Below post<br/><br/>The interrogation was in full swing. Well, Maddy was in full swing and the Reverend had crash landed the first strike of the whip against her ass. Jonesy was acting the part of the body guard. It was starting to gain momentum. This was definitely a time for religion or at least praising the powers to be for a rag of vinegar and a penchant for extracting every infinitesimal moment of pain. It was definitely a happening in the interrogation room.<br/><br/>His bitch was beginning to sweat with arousal. The soft begging had already begun. She would need more so. Perhaps he would deliver or not.<br/><br/>Moredcai glance over at the small thumbnail on the right. Two women hunkered down in the corner holding on to each other. That simply would not work. It was definitely not in Frank's or Jonesy's best interests.<br/><br/>This called for a hero!!  Mordecai's kind of hero. The kind of hero that made things happen in the very darkest of directions. A movement in the other thumbnail. The shape recognizable instantly. It was the one man who would answer the call.<br/><br/>Mordecai picked up the cell.<br/><br/>"Hey Frank," Mordecai began in that calm nonchalant tone. "The bitches in cage 2 have too much time on their hands. "<br/><br/>"I'm sure you're gonna have a moment with your disrespectful bitch.  However to prevent any further occurrence of them having orgasms without permission.  Can you hitch and harness them both to the single arm of the grinding mill and set it to keep them walking at a decent pace?"<br/><br/>"This way you don't have to walked behind them with a belt. And you can get into the interrogation room in time to enjoy some of the torture and all of a good fuck. How's that?" Mordecai asked.<br/><br/>(http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt158/simgoboy/th_ZGrind.jpg) (http://s607.photobucket.com/albums/tt158/simgoboy/?action=view&current=ZGrind.jpg)<br/><br/>