It was torture indeed!
Torture!
The word does not describe it.
Soon Helen was writhing again, and straining again, until the veins were swollen nearly to bursting.
It was agony to endure.
Don't you think so?
Well, try it.
It can be easily done; there is no costly apparatus to procure. Just two or three feathers, to be drawn over your bare feet.
Laughing, exultantly crowing, chuckling as she watched the evidences of Helen's sufferings, the she-hyena pursued her hideous work with relentless energy.
It was awful.