It takes a lot to break Candle down and it is time for some rougher treatment. Her arms are tied overhead and her feet are spread so that she is struggling to stay on her toes. That tight belly is stretched so that her ribs are pronounced and arched. Sweat drips down her body as she tries to keep a clear head through all of the torture. She is not about to give up any information and almost enjoys harassing the guard.
As he pulls out the controls, she prepares for the consecutive shocks that increase in intensity the longer she stays mute. This system is far more brutal than anything she has ever experienced in the past and her body stiffens in a rigid vibration as opposed to the writhing flops she is conditioned to. Despite the strict bondage, her feet elevate and her arches become more pronounced as she tries to find leverage against the currents.
Between shocks, she pants like a scared dog and one almost feels sorry for her despite her stubbornness. Time begins to break her down, but she still refuses to speak. It is going to be a long night!