ything she did. It was
several hours before she was satisfied with the prisoner's general
condition: his entire body except the genital region so bruised or
abraded that even a light touch brough curses--and by that time, Keith
was admitting to himself that what he felt for her was more than
fondness.

Cortin stepped back to survey her prisoner, then smiled at her
audience. "That takes care of the preliminaries; now we can get to the
real punishment." She went to a cabinet, removed a vial and syringe.

"This is eroticine," she said, forcing the liquid in the vial down her
prisoner's throat. "In small doses, it's a male aphrodisiac. In
larger ones, like this, it forces an erection and increases semen
production by several hundred percent. He has no way to stimulate
orgasm, so that is forced out by simple hydraulic pressure--quite
uncomfortable, I've been assured. This dose is oral, so he'll be that
way for about twelve hours." She picked up a syringe, cleared it of
air. "And this is algetin, a pain-enhancer that's most effective on
swollen tissue such as an erection. It's a combination I think
particularly appropriate for a rapist."

"An intriguing combination," Keith said. It sounded rather like a
peculiar form of induced need, with no intent of release--and he had to
agree with the Inquisitor; it did seem appropriate for a rapist. That
reaction made Keith more than a little surprised at himself. Since
this was a punishment situation, the prisoner's nudity hadn't bothered
him; that was a normal part of punishment for serious violations of
custom at home. But that didn't include sexual arousal, even
drug-induced. He should have been seriously embarrassed, to the point
of having to leave; instead, he found himself intrigued by the
phenomenon as the man's erection firmed and grew moist. "Is that
wetness normal, or is it a drug effect?" he asked curiously.

Cortin glanced at him. "Neither, Lieutenant; it's a side effect of the
satyr plague."

"I see." Keith continued watching, pleased by the prisoner's
increasing discomfort, his moans and small spasms as semen began
oozing. "You said he can't bring himself to climax, Excellency, and
this does seem effective--but what would happen if he did? Would it be
a temporary relief, or would the algetin make it as much an agony as it
usually is a pleasure?"

After several seconds, Cortin said thoughtfully, "We're cautioned
against it in training, since it's