Interrogated With Electrics

I'm handcuffed, shackled and chained to a table, naked except for the metallic pieces over my breasts and pussy, attaching the electrodes to my oiled body. I'm weak and exhausted from the previous bout of interrogation, and I struggle gently and quietly moan, unable to find the energy to make a serious escape attempt. Before long, my interrogator's back, and the electricity is coursing through my body again. It's agony, and I can feel my will and life-force draining away with each jolt of pain...