The good Lieutenant has ways to make men talk. (testicles, torture)
Lt. Virginia Shelby was the beautiful female Marine officer in charge of G2, counter intelligence. Her job was to extract information from the enemy prisoners. Her methods were slightly unorthodox, but they did work. There was much activity at the front that night and 3 soldiers were captured. After they had been man handled and dragged to the stockade, Lt Shelby prepared her private interrogation room - a small room with double walls, to muffle the sounds that would otherwise issue from within.
The prisoners were lined up in the duty room, and stripped naked by two big tough sergeants. They literally ripped the clothes off of their backs, shredding the fabric into a million bits of cloth. The prisoners were led into the room, one by one, and secured to the walls with heavy leather restraints, arms and legs spread wide. After the three were bound,
"All right, you shit heads! Who wants to save us all a little pain and answer my questions?"
"Good," she mumbled to herself. They were ready for her now. "OK. If that's the way you want it, then that's the way you'll get it!" She shouted at the men. She moved to her left and swung her petite right fist in a wide arc and drove her bare knuckles deep into the first prisoner's untensed belly. Her fist nearly drove through the man's gut, and her knuckles almost hit his backbone. The prisoner retched and slumped in his restraints, the wind driven from his lungs.
He had been in the unique position of watching what had happened so far to his two friends.
She returned to number one and slapped his face hard several times to arouse him. The man’s eyes followed
Number 2 was still breathing heavily from his earlier finger jab and nut claw as she turned to face him again. There was fear in the man's eyes as
Number 3 was too horrified to speak when
When she had her back to number 1, she snapped the heel of her boot straight up into his tenderized balls. Number 1 passed out again.
Another 15 pounds was attached to the ball press and the total was 40 pounds, combined with a full turn of the screw and number 3 also knew that salvation was hopeless.
She pivoted and swung a vicious upper cut between Number one's legs, bingo, right on target. Number 1 passed out for a third time. But she wasn't going to let him rest or his aching balls recover.
Number three knew that his demise wasn't far behind as
"Couldn’t control yourself, huh?" She giggled.
When the Captain asked what happened to the prisoners Gina replied, "Sir, they tried to overpower me and I had to defend myself. I successfully over came their attacks, and they are in the hospital recovering now. It may be some time before they will be able to talk, unfortunately."