I discovered that one of my slaves had done something I hadn’t allowed him to do. And lead him to the rack. He is fixed there with his hands and feet. His hands are secured to the chains that are connected to the winch. I turn the winch at the head of the rack and he can hear the loud clacking of the gear on the winch of the rack. He is stretched until he can no longer move. But that’s just the beginning. I turn the winch little by little until he starts screaming in hurt. I keep asking him if he wants to confess. I question him about his misdeeds. He begs for mercy.But there is no mercy from me. His hurt is increasing more and more, as is his whining. I find that the rack is a wonderful tool for getting a confession out of slaves