My medieval rack is perfectly suited to squeeze confessions out of every subject. Nearly everything what I want to hear. My poor slave object must thus undergo my interrogation skills on the rack after the nasty whipping and the bastinado in the Iron Stork. How nice that clicks when I add another notch to the wheel of the stretching bench and the arms and the body become longer again... The poor maltreated body must take a lot: Needle wheel, candle wax, spitting, tied balls, which are pulled up and maltreated ... but finally it's probably the big needle roller with which I press the confession out of the whiner... so the final disposal can take place soon... :-)