I am Avenger. The tormentor contraption dubbed the hand tickler. It soothes, then tortures with escalating intensity. A queen size mattress crafted by a twisted artisan. It was the most opulent, comfortable bed and the ultimate nightmare. Its sensors grazed my torso, my elbows, my shins, my sides and my belly button. Every contact tickled, every caress a precise feeling like being enveloped in silk, caressed by the ti.