He takes you behind the cabin to a corral. It is surrounded by barbed wire, strung along low wooden posts. He pulls you to a corner of the corral and stops. The wire bends at roughly right angles around the post, and another barbed wire comes down at an angle to a lower post set in the ground. The wire is menacing. It is obviously sharp, rusty and unforgiving. He stands you next to the corner post and unties your hands.

“Step over the wire. Face the post.” You’re as fascinated as you are frightened. The prospect of barbed wire between your thighs is terrifying, but the whip in your teeth makes even a cautionary comment impossible. He positions you so that the wire is just above your knees and you are standing a foot from the post. He kneels and lashes your ankles together tightly. Then he takes the remaining rope up to your knees, ties them together and pulls them forward hard against the post. You feel the hard wood against your knees and thighs, but you note there are no ...

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