The Inquisition Part 9
“Please, master, please! I’m sorry! I’m sorrrryyy! Just let me off! It’s killing me! It hurts so bad! You don’t know…you can’t know! PLEEASEE!” The girl was hysterical with pain, Jose doubted she even knew who she was pleading with.
“This is how we punish anyone who fails to meet their daily quota. Each worker is required to mine at least twenty pounds of rock every day. If they fail they must sit astride the Horse, and the amount of weight they didn’t mine is hung from their legs. Looks like this bitch here fell short by a good five pounds…” Francisco explained.
