The twins cowered in the corner of their cell.
They were naked, except for paper-thin hospital gowns.
Their hands and feet were bound with leather straps.
Anna, the twin with curly brown hair, struggled against her restraints.
Elsa, who had straight blonde hair, stared at me with an unblinking gaze.
They were small, petite, and very pretty.
I liked them that way.
It made what I was about to do all the more delicious.
"So, what is this?" Anna asked defiantly.
"A new experiment?"
I didn't bother answering her question.
Instead, I examined the clipboard in my hand.
According to the paperwork, they were 18 years old and had been arrested for "crimes against the Reich."
They were also listed as "Jewish whores" and "race defilers."
I glanced at the twins.
They didn't look like whores or race defilers.
Anna's eyes blazed with defiance, but I could see the fear lurking beneath the surface.
Elsa remained eerily calm, her blue eyes fixed on me as if she were trying to read my soul.
I set the clipboard down and picked up the small, handheld device from the table beside me.
"Let's see how much you can take," I said, my voice cold and detached.
Anna's struggles intensified as she realized what was coming.
"Don't you dare touch her!" she screamed, her voice cracking with desperation.
Ignoring her, I approached Elsa.
She didn't flinch or look away.
Her composure was almost unnerving.
I pressed the device against her bare skin and activated it.
A jolt of electricity surged through her body, causing her to convulse violently.
Her mouth opened in a silent scream, her muscles contracting uncontrollably.
Anna's screams filled the room.
"Stop it! Please, stop it!"
I increased the intensity of the current.
Elsa's body arched off the floor, her eyes rolling back into her head.
The smell of burning flesh began to permeate the air.
"How does it feel?" I asked, my voice dripping with mock curiosity.
Elsa couldn't respond; she was too busy writhing in agony.
But Anna's pleas grew louder and more frantic.
"You're killing her! Please, stop! I'll do anything!"
I glanced at Anna, her face streaked with tears.
Her desperation was palpable, but it only fueled my resolve.
I turned my attention back to Elsa and increased the voltage once more.
Her body jerked violently, and a guttural sound escaped her lips.
It was a sound that spoke of unimaginable pain and suffering.
"Enough," I said finally, releasing the button on the device.
Elsa collapsed onto the floor, her body twitching involuntarily.
Her breathing was ragged, and her skin was mottled with burns.
Anna sobbed uncontrollably, straining against her restraints in a futile attempt to reach her sister.
I crouched down beside Elsa and lifted her chin with my gloved hand.
Her eyes fluttered open, unfocused and glazed with pain.
"Remember this feeling," I whispered. "Because it's only just begun."
I stood up and walked over to Anna.
She recoiled as I approached, but there was nowhere for her to go.
"You think you can protect her?" I asked softly. "You can't even protect yourself."
Anna spat at me, her spit landing on my cheek.
I wiped it away calmly and smiled.
"I admire your spirit," I said. "But it's misplaced."
I turned back to Elsa, who was now barely conscious on the floor.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she struggled to breathe.
"We'll continue this later," I said. "For now, rest."
I walked out of the cell, locking the door behind me.
The sound of Anna's sobs echoed through the corridor as I made my way down the hall.
As I reached the end of the corridor, an alarm blared through the facility.
Red lights flashed overhead, casting an eerie glow on the concrete walls.
The alarm's blare faded as I returned to the cell, a spiked dildo in hand.
The cold metal felt heavy and ominous.
I unlocked the door and stepped inside.
Elsa was still on the floor, but Anna was now hanging from the ceiling, her legs spread wide, her lips and clit cruelly clamped by large, heavy clamps that held her pussy open.
