THE TREATMENT part 3

Author: masohotlthrsm
Title: THE TREATMENT Part3
Date: 05 December 2012

Tim made a serious error in jugement witholding information from The Captain- now its time to begin paying the price =================================================================
. ------- it was screaming again-.--like a hundred subjects that had been under these lights the cycle was unending: questions, then screams-- it’s head threshed from side to side a few inches from the bare concrete floor of the interrogation room. The men sitting in a semi circle around it watched and listened to it’s agony with cruel smiles, smoking and taking their ease as the torture continued.

The room was hot, the air blue with cigarette smoke and the smell of sweat, urine and scorched flesh. The men were dim shapes in the shadow but they could see every detail of it’s naked body and what it torturers were doing in the fierce glare of the spotlights. There wasn’t any elaborate equipment, just two waist high metal posts jutting vertically from sockets in the concrete floor. it hung from the horizontal bar resting across the top of each post.

An hour ago they pulled it from its cell. It struggled like an animal as it was dragged to the interrogation room again. The Captain waited until it was forced to the center of the room- two guards held its arms ‘You are both stupid & stubborn- did you think we were fools –one of those names was in custody at the time of your ‘meeting’.’ .

The Captain nodded and Lee punched it in its gut– the air was knocked out of its lungs and then he kneed it in the balls hard. The captain snapped his fingers.. There was no chance for it to do anything. it was thrown onto the floor and it legs bent up against It’s chest, its cock and balls pulled between its legs before they were pushed together-- it started to struggle violently as it saw Henry coming toward it carrying a thick rod. But it was wrong in what he was going to do. Instead of using the rod to hit it, the rod was placed across the inside of it knee joints then it lower legs were bent down, trapping the rod in the crooks of it knees. it cried out in pain as Henry used his full weight to press down on it folded legs trapping the bar.

While he held it body compressed It’s arms were yanked forward under the bar, two guards pulled it’s hands until the wrists crossed in front of it’s shins. There was a sharp ‘ziiiiiiip’ of sound and a cry of pain as Leery looped a thicker cuff very tightly around it wrists in a figure of eight and pulled the fastener tight.

Then they left it alone.

it found that it was totally helpless, locked into a cramping ball by the bar and the natural tension in its own muscles forcing its shins hard against its bound hands. it yelled and swore obscenely, rocking to and fro on the hard floor while they watched in amusement. They silenced it protests by forcing it jaws apart and wedging a red rubber ball gag between its teeth before fastening the straps of the gag behind it head.

At a nod from the Captain two of the men picked up the bar at either end. tim screamed into its gag as it swung down almost touching the floor, its whole bodyweight hanging from the bar now digging agonizingly into the backs of its knees.

‘Put it up.’

The men lifted the bar until it was high enough for them to rest the ends in the metal brackets on top of the vertical poles. ‘Right, leave it for the moment. Corporal, give my compliments to our guests. Please tell them that Captain B says there is no need to hurry over their lunch as we won’t be ready until The General arrives in a half an hour or so.’ The men left talking and laughing, making crude remarks about the helpless man’s position.

Once alone Captain B pulled one of the plastic chairs forward and sat down in front of its dangling head. He lit a cigarette and watched it twitching and moving as the strain of the position began to send shafts of stabbing pain through its calf muscles, back and its pinioned wrists.

It will get worse, much worse,’ He looked down into its face and watched the agonized expression and the dribbling bubbles escaping from around the rubber ball. The bubbling suddenly became a wordless muffled scream when he grabbed its ears and lifted its head rolling its body round the bar as he did so. ‘In some South American countries they call this ‘the parrot’s perch’, so simple, so effective isn’t it?’ He watched the stubborn hatred in its eyes and smiled down at it. He let its head go so it swung back under the bar with another wet noise of pain and terror. ‘I find it leaves the important parts so available.’

The Captain smiled as it strained against the wrist tie, muscles shivering with useless effort. He waited for it to stop moving then, without warning, he stubbed his cigarette out on the tender skin of its instep. Both feet twisted, toes curled in as more bubbling screams leaked from behind the red ball. The rod creaked softly as it strained in agony again.

Colonel B smiled again, enjoying the moment and stood up. He walked round to the other side of the bar and looked down at it dangling head. He grabbed its cock then rubbed his fingertips along the exposed piss slit so it squirmed and heaved again. ‘ I’ll leave you to think about what we might do to these places.’ His finger probed along the groove between its buttocks until the tip of his forefinger pressed into the tight rosette of its anus. There was another bubbling wail of outrage. ‘Here, we’ll begin here in an hour or so...’

With that he walked out and the door clicked shut behind him leaving it hanging in silence, sweat beading its naked body as it waited under the hot glare of the spotlights for the torture to begin.
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They had removed the ball gag because the Captain knew the important men sitting in the shadows round the edge of the lighted area liked to hear the noises of a man being tortured. There had been laughter and a murmur of amused comments as it immediately started to yell and swear into the hot lights hiding it tormentors.

The yells had turned to frantic protests when Lee forced it to look at the long brush with its spiral of thin copper spines the bare-chested interrogator was holding. Captain B had smiled when Lee grabbed it’s cock and made it feel the scratching coarseness when he scraped the brush back and forth along its perinum. It jerked and bucked uselessly on the rod.

The Captain leaned closer and said quietly, ‘we’ll start by fucking you with it first-nice and slowly so you can feel it going right up inside.’ it jerked again as the grinning man ran the brush to and fro along the crease so it could feel the sharpness of the spines raking across the rosebud. ‘You can stop this now,’ the Captain said as it had hissed with pain when the man twisted the end of the brush into the opening, ‘otherwise it will be very bad for you.’

‘Fuck off AAAAAAGGGGGH!’ it arched, it’s words turning into a wild scream of agony as the brush was twisted and turned into the hole. The screams echoed round the underground chamber as the man continued reaming the long shaft up inside it until it was fully inserted.

‘NAAAAAAARGGGH! HUH HUH HUH P-P-P-PLEEEEESE!’

That had been nearly half an hour ago. The cries were different now--higher pitched and more desperate. Captain B sat comfortably, smoking and watching the jerking figure on the bar. No questions yet, just another fractional nod of the head every so often and each time the torturer moved his hand, turning, pushing, pulling the twisted wire handle protruding from its body. it contracted on the bar at the slightest movement.

‘T-t-take it out--p-p-please--c-c-can’t stand it--p-p-please'

There was no response and at the Captain’s nod the man smiled and pulled on the wire handle

‘AAAAAARRRGH! FUUUUUCK! OH GOD NO! NAAAAAAAAAH!’

Another wild scream filled the interrogation room and the watching figures saw the pinioned creature contract up against the bar as the thin brush was pulled out just a centimeter or so. The man waited until the wail of agony died a little then he rocked the brush in and out making the spiral of bristles point first one way then the other-- hundreds of sharp points scored and jabbed into raw flesh with each little movement.

‘NONONONO! H-H-HAAAAAAGH! P-P-P-PLEEEEEZ!’

Colonel B held up one finger and the man let go leaving the twisted wire poking up obscenely. He tapped ash from his cigarette and leaned forwards on his chair. ‘The names who were you meeting?

The bar creaked as the Captain gave the faintest of nods and it torturer pushed the brush deep into it’s body once more. Lee waited until the cries died a little then began to work it in and out once more, this time with a slow, deliberate piston action. its muscles quivered as it strained uselessly at the straps holding it’s body contorted on the rod.

‘OGODOGODOGAAAAAAAAH! NAAAARGH! P-P-P-PLEEEEEEEEEZZE!’

The babbling screams echoed round the hot fetid chamber. Finally the Captain flicked his finger and the wire with its now bloodstained bristles was pulled out of it body. He waited for the sounds of its agony to turn into gasping sobs before he spoke. ‘Now,tim I want you to understand we’ve only just started=do you want us to go on doing these things to you? No, of course you don’t--- all you have to do is tell me what I want to know.’ He waited, listening to the wet noises from the it on the bar

Finally he nodded and stroked its cheek. ‘But you will tell me===you know that, don’t you? So why all this foolishness?’

‘I d-d-don nuh-nuh-no a-anyt-thin==pleeeeeese

He went on before it could answer, ‘there’s just a little problem, right in this room someone told me that you met with people who we very much want to talk to--Now tell me, if you don’t know anything why were you at those meetings?’

‘Nooooooo nooo wasn’t there please they’re lying PLEEEESE!’

‘No, no they’re not lying—after we helped focus him on remembering, he was so very helpful- we just need to stimulate your memory a little more.’ One of the interrogators placed a small table beside the Captain’s chair. He stroked its cheek again, ‘in a little while we’ll use the brush again , but first we’ll try something more modern.’

it caught sight the control box and jumble of equipment on the table ‘Oh God no=pleeeese no you can’t pleeese YOU CAN’T DO THIS!’

‘Don’t be silly, of course we can.’ He held up the loosely coiled red and black wires so it could see the toothed copper alligator clips attached to the end of each one and chuckled. ‘The only problem with using the bar is that it makes it difficult for us to play with your nipples.’ He handed the wires to the man who’d been using the brush earlier. ‘Never mind we’ll make up for it later on, I’m sure you can imagine where he’s going to attach those electrodes instead can’t you?’

The man grinned through stained and broken teeth. its head shook from side to side in futile denial while straining to see between ist bent legs as the man moved to the other side of the bar. ‘NAH HAAAAH!’ The noise came through clenched teeth as rough fingers probed its rosebud it heaved and twisted, rocking to and fro on the bar as the man took his time reaming two fingers in and out of the same opening that he had tormented and scratched raw with the bristles a few minutes earlier.

Captain B raised one finger He listened with sadistic pleasure to the sudden desperate babble from it as it felt one copper clip touching the tight rosette of it anus. The man smiled, pressed his finger and thumb together and it’s babble became a single shriek of protest as he pushed one jaw of the open clip into the puckered opening, waited for a few moments then let the other jaw snap shut to pinch a fold of it anal rim between the sharp metal teeth

‘GAAAAAAARRRGHH Nuh...nuh nuh PLEEEEEEEESE! Take it off take it off take it off hurrrrrrrts!

‘Then tell me what I want to know or this is going to hurt too.’ The Captain shifted in his seat, suddenly hot and stimulated and needing to ease the pressure of his erection as he watched the man touching it’s cock head, pulling on the ring to stretch the slit. There were obscene comments mixed with heavy breathing from the darkness as they too enjoyed the sight of it squirming and bucking.

This time it torturer made sure it saw him snapping the other clip open and closed so it knew what was coming. There was a silence in the room, apart from its ragged panting, as the man pushed a jaw of the open clip into it’s piss slit until the toothed jaws was fully seated. ‘Ready ?’ the Captain said and nodded.

it wasn’t. They all saw the man’s hand lift away as he let the clip snap shut, there was a moment’s pause before it seemed to go mad, jerking and twisting; its head arching forward and back.

‘Naaaaaah ga-aaarh Stop it stop please STOP NOOOOOO!’

‘Shut up, you stupid, fucking cunt we haven’t even started yet it’s your last chance before we start to tickle you== tell me what I want to know’

‘Doan no tol you I didn’t meet those three men pleeeese I didn’t please!’

‘NOOOOOO! DON’T DON’T PLEEEEEESE!’

It’s words became more frantic as it saw the Captain pick up a small black box from the table beside him. it followed the wires with it eyes. One thick wire trailed down onto the floor and away to the side of the room where a transformer hummed softly, the red ‘on’ light glowing in the dimness. it knew all too well where the other two thin red wires led. it could feel the sharp pinching bite of the copper clips between its legs

In the shadows men leaned forwards, shifting on their seats, hands furtively touching themselves as they stared at the tanned figure doubled over the bar in front of them. its body gleamed with a fine sheen of sweat== but most of their attention was on the point of its body where the outthrust curves of it buttocks framing the swollen cock and the two thin wires trailing across taut flesh to where the copper electrodes were clipped- they were also looking at Captain B’s left hand holding the control box where it could see it.
The Captain let them enjoy the moment then turned the control knob from ‘0’ to ‘3’ on and rested his thumb on the red button. ‘Once again, who did you meet?’ He waited and then nodded in satisfaction.

There was a soft ‘click’ as he pressed the button.

Apart from a low buzzing noise there was silence for a moment apart from a gentle buzzing from the unit. The watchers saw its muscles suddenly go into spasm, its face clenched, teeth bared in a rictus grin before a piercing, wordless scream echoed round the underground room

‘GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!’

Colonel B released the button and it went limp, body heaving as it tried to draw air into its lungs. Drops of sweat trickled down the curve of its back while the only sound was its gasping cries of agony.

Moments later it tried to say something but the Captain’s thumb cut it off as the current jerked its body rigid again. This time he held the button down for twice as long, letting the current fizz and scorch through the most sensitive points of it body. Again, as his thumb lifted, it flopped down as far as it bonds and the bar would allow. This time it efforts to breathe were even more frantic.

All the watchers could hear was a continuous agonized chanting, ’no no no please...please no please please’

For 30 minutes no questions were asked, just a cycle of screams and shuddering gasps. The Captain smiled as it madly jerked & rocked on the bar as its screams intensified until it finally urinated on itself . Each cycle the screams lengthened while his finger kept sliding on and off the button making it contract and drop involuntarily---each cycle it was slowly asphyxiating, the burning in its chest from screaming increasing as its time to gasp for air shrank-each time it furiously fought to fill its compressed lungs with air until it was forced to scream again.

The Captain put the controller down, reached over and ran his fingers along the curve of it’s bottom up to the edge of its piss slit. The captain smiled knowingly-It was semi erect and its piss slit was wet with urine and seminal fluid- this one was going to amuse him for days once it confessed. He flicked the electrode gripping the now swollen helmut and it jerked as though he’d turned the current on again. ‘That’s what’s so good about electricity,’ he said in a quiet conversational tone. ‘For us I mean. No effort needed and the machine doesn’t get tired.’

He looked down at it pain-wracked face. ‘You’re tired, aren’t you Tim? Tired of the pain and the unpleasant things we’re doing to you even worse thinking about what other things we’ll do in the hours to come’ His white teeth gleamed in the dimness as he smiled again. ‘Now do you want to change your mind and tell me everything?’

it jerked again as he slapped the curve of flesh. ‘Don’t worry, this little toy won’t kill you even if you’re thinking and hoping it will we’re much too experienced to let that happen No, we’ll keep you wide awake so you can feel everything unless you decide to be sensible of course.’

He picked up the little box.

‘So, lets try again--------------------------------on 5 this time.’

it was screaming even before he pressed the button.