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Giant Torturer for the Inquisition, #2: In the Dungeon

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(Giant Miguel sensed that today would be a very good day. He promised himself not to shoot his big load too many times by getting overly excited or out of control. At least, not at the beginning…)

Ravenous to see his new prisoners, Miguel nevertheless delayed what he knew would be the high point of his day. There were plenty of small chores and rituals to occupy him before moving on to the main event. The clomp of his heavy leather boots echoed from the stone walls as he sauntered to his first stop.

He rapped twice on the Iron Maiden, a grim hollow figure of metal fitted with many short spikes on the inside to pierce the helpless little prisoner trapped within. All the prisoners seemed small to giant Miguel, who at over seven massive feet towered above everyone he had ever seen. In the dark secluded dungeon his vastly superior height and strength made him invincible.

Moans echoing from the interior assured him that the poor occupant still lived. Giant Miguel was impressed. Six days in that deadly spiked contraption was longer than usual.

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