The tickling machine known as the Man Handler, a Twin sized bed designed by some mad artist. It massages then tickles with ever increasing intensity. It was the most comfortable and luxurious bed... and the darkest level of hell. Mechanical yet human like hands stroke my sides, my armpits, my ribs my stomach and my navel. Every touch tickled, every stroke a precise sensation like the tips of dry paint brushes, if I was a captured spy, I would have told them everything. But all the audience...