The old woman replaces the now empty syringe on the table and zips open the leather case. She unfolds it revealing a collection of steel needles. There are more than one hundred of various sizes-ranging from a half an inch to eight inches. They are a shiny silver colour and are capped with small round copper heads. The old woman removes one of the two-inch needles and holds it before her granddaughter's face. Otto hands the old woman a large magnifying glass that she holds between Ivy and the needle.

Ivy's heart lurches. When viewed through the glass, it becomes apparent that the shaft of the needle is not smooth but is, in fact covered with hundreds of tiny barbs.

"I'm very proud of these needles, my dear," Grandma announces. "They are designed to invoke the maximum amount of pain without permanently scarring skin, when used properly. Now let's begin."

The old woman moves beside her granddaughter, reaches up and slowly pushes the needle into the flesh between the thumb and forefinger on the back of Ivy's right hand.

The teen's shriek of agony echoes off of the Manor's walls. Her right hand vibrates with pain. Grandma with slow deliberation continues to force the needle through her granddaughter's flesh until its point emerges from the skin on the palm side of her hand. Blood begins to trickle out of the wounds on both the back and palm of her hand.

"You may wonder why it hurts so much, my sweet. Well I have studied the ancient art of acupuncture and have learned the points on the human body that are junctions of the fourteen meridians of energy. By piercing one of these junction points, I can generate exquisite agony without doing any real physical damage."

While she speaks the old sadist picks up a one-inch long needle. Otto rotates the frame from which Ivy hangs until the child is parallel to the floor, looking up at the ceiling.

When the old woman grasps her left foot, Ivy tries to struggle but her efforts are futile. Grandma tightly grips the teen's large toe and slowly pushes the steel needle into the flesh just under her toenail. Another ear-shattering shriek echoes throughout Thanatos Manor. The old woman has a practised hand and the shaft of the needle can plainly be seen under Ivy's nail. Presently ruby beads of blood erupt from the tiny wound.

For the next fifteen minutes, Ivy screams constantly as her grandmother inserts over fifty needles into her delicate flesh. The monstrous woman stops and orders Otto to rotate Ivy's frame so that she is once more upright. She steps back to admire her work so far.

The fourteen year-old's body now glistens with sweat. Her voice is now hoarse from screaming. There is a one-inch steel needle under the nail of each toe and finger. A two-inch long shaft of steel pierces each nipple. Three-inch needles have been forced into the joints at the back of each knee. Three needles penetrate her armpits. Even her beautiful face has not been spared as her grandmother has pushed a half-inch needle directly into the tip of her nose. Each of Ivy's butt cheeks bristles with a dozen needles. A one-inch torture device protrudes from her belly button. Finally, the terrible old woman has slowly pushed an eight-inch needle through the base of each of the poor girl's breasts.

Blood flows slowly from each wound and trickles down her gleaming sweat-soaked body.

Granny smiles at her granddaughter and says, "You've stood up remarkably well by dear. I've just one more thing to attend to before we hook you up to the car batteries.

Despite the haze of pain caused by the needles imbedded in her flesh, Ivy hears the old woman's mention of the car batteries and begins to whimper and implore the old woman for mercy.

"Please, Grandma. No more. for God's sake stop."

"Now, now dear. I'm almost finished. I just have to attend to your pretty cunt."

Once more, Ivy is rotated until she is horizontal, facing the ceiling. Granny has bent over to step under the frame so that she stands between the teen's wide-spread legs.

"Show Ivy the dildo, Otto", she orders.

The large man holds a gleaming silver dildo in front of Ivy. It is nine inches long and is completely covered with small holes. The torturer smiles at the teen and slowly turns the base of the artificial cock. Hundreds of tiny barbed needles emerge from the holes until the steel phallus bristles with hundreds if eighth-inch long pins. He turns the base again until the needles disappear back into the shaft.

Ivy wails anew.

"Keep it up, dear," the old woman smiles as she takes the dildo from Otto. "Your cries are music to our ears.