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In Vietnam the female nurses were brought in to do the torture. The nurses did it best by far.

The male interrogators were all muscle, macho and no brains. They did really stupid stuff to interrogate a prisoner. They would take two Vietcong up in a helicopter and threaten to toss them out if they didn’t talk. The Cong didn’t talk, so they’d toss one guy out. Then they’d land the chopper and shove the other prisoner’s face in the splattered guts on the ground. Half the time they had killed the prisoner who had the information and the other guy knew nothing.

They’d drive a spike into a prisoner’s ear but it often went in too far and left him brain damaged or dead. You can’t get information from a dead prisoner.

They started to chopper in the nurses. These gals were smart and some had finished their degree early so they were young. At first we thought they were there to treat our wounded but soon it became apparent what they really did. I once took some equipment to them when they were in the middle of ‘questioning’ a young Cong prisoner. They had him naked and strapped in a surgical chair. They started in the simplest way. They put a clamp on each of his n i p p l e s. It was barely attached but he was suffering. The nurse would jostle the clamp and he’d beg her to take it off.

They invited me to sit down and enjoy some coffee so I did. We talked a little while one nurse re-positioned the clamps to fresh spots on his n i p p l e s and asked him questions.

Then they started on his c o c k and balls. The Cong have little c o c k s so the nurses didn’t have much to work with. They tormented his foreskin with clamps. Then his ball sac. He wasn’t circumcised so they decided to deglove his shaft leaving it complexly raw and uncovered. They applied clamps to control the bleeding. He got no anesthesia. The raw shaft was an opportunity to explore to locate nerves and vessels. Two trainees on their team did most of the exploring. They touched his raw shaft and dabbed it with some liquid which made him scream. They had an interpreter who asked him questions and she explained that he said he didn’t know anything.

Next they opened his ball sac and pulled the sac back to the base of his shaft, leaving his balls hanging out. They applied more clamps to control the bleeding. They discussed with the two trainees how to do a castration. The trainees wanted to do it.

The interpreter must have told him they were going to de-ball him because he went crazy babbling non stop. She said he was saying he’d do anything they wanted, he’d say anything. His balls were hanging out and they were doing an exploratory on his open sac. One of the trainees said the real thing was so much more enthralling than rubber models as she probed his open sac. The nurse watching the monitor was a little concerned about some beeping. The pain and stress must have been too much for him. They put his balls back in his sac and sutured it closed. They pull the skin back up his shaft and sutured it under the head.

The nurse told me they’d save him for another day. She said they had another one to interrogate and asked if I’d like to stay and have more coffee. I decided not to stay for the next interrogation.

I met her later and we spent some time together. She was pretty, smart, ambitious but also a sadist. She liked men and was interested in finding a guy for a relationship and she was open about her enjoyment of torturing c o c k s and balls. I asked if she also interrogated and tortured female Cong. She and her team did but they rarely got a female prisoner. Nearly all the prisoners were male. She liked that because her preference was to torture a c o c k s and balls.

Important prisoners were taken to a large base or to an offshore ship. Her team had worked at many locations. They were kept busy extracting information. They received awards for information they obtained. She was proud of that because her work often saved lives. Everyone on her team was dedicated, a patriot and sadistic. There were several teams like hers, composed of pre-screened wholesome beautiful American girls who were total sadists and loved making prisoners suffer, especially male prisoners. Trainees were put on each team and screened out if they didn’t like the work.

The female nurses were sophisticated and never used brute force like the Neanderthal male interrogators. The nurses were very precise. They left the prisoner alive although most were castrated.

Every country has teams like this.

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I’m 15 years old, so don’t worry I’m not an adult yet, but I feel like I have to get this off my chest. So I like girls around my age group from 13-17 which is normal for my age, but I also like little girls from ages 6-12, which I’m scared I might be a [REDACTED] when I get older, I literally attracted to little girls more than girls around my age, both romantically and s******* attracted, and it’s latinas I like, since I’m a latino. I’ve been having a crush on this girl for about a year now as I think she’s so s*** and hot and Dominican and has brown eyes, type 2 white skin tone, long very dark brown hair, she’s 11 going to turn 12 soon if she hasn’t already, I’ve had a crush on my niece who is 10 going to turn 11 soon, but I don’t have a crush on her anymore as she’s family. I stared down a Puerto Rican girl the other day at Sam’s Club which I thought she’s very hot, she has olive brown skin tone just like me, and has dark brown hair. She looked like she’s around 7-9 years old, and when she was wearing high jean shorts, she turned me on and I had a b**** for a while in the store, I always feel sad when I like on a girl, especially a little girl, in public and when they leave, you’ll never see them again. And if I’d ever talked to a little girl, I might get in trouble because people mistake me for an adult since I’m tall and starting to grow facial hair. I sometimes pleasure myself, thinking about me having s** with a little latina girl like my crush, or that girl I saw at Sam’s Club the other day, but more so my crush.

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