the torture device

the torture device is this thing that sits in the living room of sarah's house... it is big and black and a risk to the well being of normal people... sarah calls it therapeutic, probably because people who've sat on the chair require therapy afterwards...
so sarah man-handled me into the device and pressed some dangerous looking buttons and everyone had a good laugh while i giggled and cringed like an idiot.. ok, i call it a torture chair cause the part where you rest your legs has the massaging stuff as well; so suddenly, it'll clamp onto your ankles really really hard.. AND YOU CAN'T GET AWAY... seriously, i tried shifting positions in the chair while that was going on, but i couldn't.. I COULDN'T.. ok, technically, it's supposed to clamp on your calves or something, but i wasn't long enough, so all it got was my ankles... anyway, when the thing started pounding on my back, i giggled cause it was kinda ticklish... everyone was like "that's the exact same reaction rob had"... see, i wasn't the only they'd tortured..
the pounding was interesting; when i said sarah, it came out s-a-a-a-a-r-r-a-a-a-h-h, no joke.. and i cringed cause the thing which was started kneading on my head.. MY HEAD... if that wasn't a brainwashing mechanism, i don't know what was...
in the end, i got used to it and i thought it was actually quite nice... in a painful, ticklish sort of way.. i still have all my bones so it probably wasn't that bad.. but if you go to sarah's house, BEWARE THE TORTURE DEVICE DISGUISED AS A MASSAGE CHAIR!!