THE TREATMENT part 5

Author: masohotlthrsm
Title: THE TREATMENT PART 5
Date: 03 February 2013

tThis is a continuation of parts 1 through 4 from dec 2012

For the two hours its tits and ass were lit up by electricity-- the Captain smoked his cigar, every so often smiling at it or laughing at the shreiks being wrung out of it as it jerked in its restraint.
It had heard the Captain say 2 minutes on- three minutes off----after just a few cycles the electricity was its universe- the 2 minutes praying it would stop seemed like hours and the three minutes trying to recover seemed like seconds- no questions were asked-- its sole purpose was to scream. There was no information it could give, nothing it promised & no plea it made that stopped the pain-these men tortured it for as long as they wanted until it couldn’t scream anymore.

The Captain told his men ‘take it down- bring it over here’
It watched Lee walk behind it and felt the wire brush being slowly pulled out while twisting it— two hours clenching on that brush had shredded the skin in its rectum & tim hoarsely tried to scream as the wire tore at its already bloody hole. Henry pulled the clip off its swollen tit. He untied its wrists while Lee pulled the straps loose to free it from its mounting- it fell backwards to the floor. They grabbed its arms and dragged it in front of the sitting Captain and put it on its knees a foot away from the shining boots.

WHAP—the sound of the backhand of the captain on its face reverberated around the room.
‘Dog—do you understand your status now?’
‘yes’-
WHAP- the Captain backhanded it again—
‘You traitorous dog’— WHAP—‘dogs have masters’—WHAP—‘ I own it’--WHAP—answer again and show respect.’
‘ YES MASTER’
‘That’s right dog, its owner is its master -

The Captain leaned forward he had in his hand a webed band, a small black box was attached- two metal probes ending in a spike protruded behind the box-

‘ lesson one, dog----we control it- it decides nothing for the rest of its miserable life’

the captain put the band around its neck- the spikes pushing into its adams apple and snapped it closed-
’ - every order it is given it follows without question---for everything we do to it & everything we give to it, it thanks its superiors--’
almost immediately it felt a sharp shock to its throat and it yelled.

‘and all these men are its superiors- you are the lowest form of vermin--thank them NOW’
‘thank you……..’ -
‘faster dog- get it right’
‘thankyousirs’

Henry kneeled near it and grabbed its cock, he had a rubber tube in his right hand-
‘Dog your gonna piss when we decide from now on’
it watched as a thick rubber tube was pushed into its cock slit and as it slid up its urethera a slight burning, it was like a snake crawling inside of it-- it felt a sharp pain as the tube popped into its bladder. Henry inserted a syringe into the end of right tube- it felt a slight pressure as it locked in place. He grabbed the tube and attached a 250cc plastic syringe full of fluid. As the plunger was pushed down it felt pressure on its bladder- when the plunger was down Henry disconnected the syringe, its bladder was burning and it needed to piss so bad —
‘ohhhh fffuuuccckkk’,

it felt a shock
‘thank your superior-- dog’
‘Thankyousir’

Lee walked up behind it said ‘Down dog” and pushed it to its hands and knees. He kicked it in the ass and told it ‘move over 2 feet asshole. ’ When it was a couple feet to the Captains right it looked up at Henry. He was smiling holding a rubber tube with balloons in his rubber gloved hand. It watched him squeezing white cream out of a tube and rubbing it on the double bardex.
‘your gonna like this dog- this will heat you up inside nice and good but don’t worry- we’ll cool you down later’
He walked behind it and it felt a greased gloved finger pushing up its aching hole, twisting, opening it up.

‘AAAAAAUUUUUUHHHHHHH’
’ Nice and tight- that’s good, we wouldn’t want it to come out ’ and then Henry forced the tube into its rectum
‘UUUUUUHHHHHH’ - its raw hole was on fire—
its rectum felt the pressure as the balloon inflated and the burning got worse- every inch of the bloody shute was screaming, then a bulb squeezed tight to the exterior of its hole—it was plugged tight. The Captain watch it twisting its hips as it tried to stop the burning and nodded to Lee.

it heard the familiar sound of a metal bucket hitting the floor and the pump being dropped in it—it felt the tube in its hole moving. it was being connected up again—it panicked as it remembered its time on the bench & started to move.
‘STAY’ said the Captain –it froze.

‘Head on the floor- start licking that concrete’
its chin almost touching the floor its tongue started sliding on the slick floor tasting the dirt and sour filth. it licked it like an icecream cone- it made sure as much of its tongue rubbed on the floor as it could to show how much it wanted to comply. Stretching its neck it worked hard to spread its saliva over as much area as it could, its body now tilted at 45 degrees with the rubber hose plugged into its asshole snaking to the pump. It was time to continue its lesson - lee grabbed the pump’s handle.

The Captain leaned over and ran his hand on its asscheek ‘ Stay on your knees- stay in place—move and you’ll be back on the bench and you’ll find out how many buckets a dog can take.’.

He nodded to Lee–all of a sudden a shot of cold fluid hit its guts- it lifted its head & screamed
‘UUHHHHHHHHHHH’
Almost immediately two more times the handle was forced down & fluid shot into it—then the pumping stopped. It started licking the floor again, twisting its head to cover more area. A minute later it started to grunt-- - as it licked the floor passionately fulfilling its orders its guts kept cramping down hard in waves, it desperately need to empty its guts.
The Captain smirked- the cunt was finding out this time the torture was not just pressure- this was ice water, pepper oil & glycerine.
‘Dog, we made a special mix just for you- I can see how much you like it already---you need to thank us for it and ask for more’ The Captain pushed the remote again.

‘ uuhh Thank you master- thank you master----------‘ the captain then held down the remote ‘UUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH’- ‘ please more master more’

The captain smiled, nodded and the pump started working again, three more shots were forced into it
‘UUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH’ UUHHH UUHHHH UUHHH ahhhhhhhhhh’
and immediately it started cramping- ‘oh shit-------- shitshitshit---- uh---- uh--- uh—UUHHH-- uh—----ohno—oohhhnooo- nnnnnnoooooooooo------------uh—itfuckinhurts,itfuckinhurts, itfuckinhuuurrrtttsss—ohhhh UUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH noooooo---huh huh huh---‘

The Captain pushed the remote power button three times- then he pushed the discharge button-- it was shocked hard
‘UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH’ ‘please MASTER, pleaseMASTER,pleeeeeaase ttaaakkke itttt ouuutttt---‘,
‘no dog- wrong answer---you asked for more---’

the Captain nodded and Henry pushed the arm of the pump down as hard as he could, another shot of fluid blasted against its guts it shrieked ‘----uuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh nononono jesuuussss,--- uh--- uh----uh---‘
the collar still set on triple power started shocking it hard and twice as long—‘UUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH’
‘please MASTER, pleaseMASTER,pleeeeeaase-- iiill bee goooooddddd-ohhhhh---‘
then the cramps hit again ‘ oh---oh---ooohh- UUUUUHHHHHHHfuuuucckkkk----fuck—‘-

the Captain nodded again another shot of freezing fluid slammed it ‘UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH … ANNY THING, ANNNYTHINGGGMASTERRR-
-this was music to the Captains ears- the cunt was learning .

The first bucket emptied quickly - the cold fluid kept flowing through its colon forcing the pain deep inside it & it felt like its guts were being torn out with a hook and the pressure on its bladder kept increasing. it kept licking the floor as Henry walked up with a full bucket and put it a few inches in front of its face----- fuck—this was bad and now it was going to get worse.

the Captain kneeled next to it and ran his hand on its distended belly-‘You’re hurting dog and you look ready to burst but we’re only half done, - of course a second bucket is necessary for a disobedient dog, both of us know what this is going to do to you – don’t worry, scream all you want- the screams make it so much better for us. Henry- get that over to the pump- lets not make the dog wait .’

Smiling Henry picked up the bucket and walked behind it, it heard the pump being dropped in the bucket and it tried to ready itself- then the cold shot hit and the pressure went up again, lee was pushing down on the handle with full power- the hose stiff with the back pressure from its expanding guts. It endured greater and greater pain while the second bucket emptied slowly pumping it full- each time the handle went down it screamed louder and then thanked its master hoping it might end- it didn’t until that bucket was dry.

for almost an hour it stayed kneeling licking the floor writhing in pure agony as the cramps worked on the bloated ropes its guts had become- it grunted and moaned but its tongue kept moving. The Captain was pleased as he watched its obedience as it suffered-- he knew that with the military governments private confinement act that when he was through with it several Sadists would bid hansomly to purchase it after a ‘test drive’ torture session--- it was much too valuable an asset to execute, it still had value to exploit by its sale. Yes, in just a few weeks it was going to be very valuable to everyone--a small amount for the government- a much larger amount for him & the General and for its new owner, an obedient object to brutally control.

‘Empty it’

Henry led it over the floor drain. ‘Squat you pig’

it got up on its feet squatting over the grate- it felt the pressure in the balloons drop- almost immediately the bardex shot out of its ass and the fluid blew out in a series of sharp streams. Nothing in its life felt so good, it chanted between each expulsion with no prompting ‘Thank you MASTER, Thank YOU’MASTER

“Lee put it in cell 8 and prepare it to go to work’.

It was forced back on its knees. ‘Stay down dog’----- it crawled out of the chamber and up the corridor- the rough concrete wearing the skin on its knees. ‘Stop” it was in front of a new cell.

It looked inside when the solid steel door opened- it was an 8 by 8 by 10 concrete box- a barred cell door separated the small area in the front from the inner confinement area—a foot from its ceiling, bars stretched from wall to wall- above the bars flood lights blasted light from each corner. It could see the cell was a solid concrete box, empty except for the drain grate in the floor with a chain piled next to it- a tap was in the back wall, the first link of the chain was welded to the bar grate.

‘Get in ------face the door and kneel up over that grate’ --it hurried forward and turned its knees pressing down on the rough bars of the grate- ‘Spread the knees asshole ’ it rocked to its side and opened its legs further, the splay forcing its knees more painfully against the bars. Henry walked behind it and wrapped the chain around its neck, it heard the padlock snap shut—‘lace your fingers behind your neck and keep them there’—the next thing it felt was another injection, ‘straighten up and keep looking forward’- as the stim rush hit it it felt so good—

He walked in front of the kneeling object- it started to move its head
‘Get back in position you stupid fuck’

He pressed his boot against its balls- ‘you’re our bitch now – your always gonna kneel this way to keep these useless balls ready for us to torture’ he moved his boot and lifted its cock ‘this is for you to piss when we decide and nothing more.’
‘What do you say asshole’
‘Thank you sir”

Henry walked out closing both doors.

In a few minutes its neck was aching-it rolled its head- immediately a shock hit it hard and it froze, later it moved its arms back to front-double the shock hit it- it didn’t dare to move again- now its body ached from the lack of motion- its splayed knees were on fire resting on the bar edges.

It had no idea how long it waited- it saw the door open and the Captain walked into its inner cell holding a metal bowl-
‘dog-you must be starving’
he placed a bowl of kibble in front of it- he reached down and put its catheter in its bowl and opened the valve- its urine gushed out of the tube— it moaned ‘aaahhhh…ohhhhhhhhhh..yeeaahh thank you massterrr’ --- it felt so good as the pressure lessoned in its bladder- then the flow was stopped. It looked up at the Captain standing in front of it.
‘empty that bowl ---NOW’

it bent forward and started to lick the wet chunks and juice into its mouth- the bitter flavor of concentrated piss mixed with animal fat should have revolted it but it was so hungry & so thirsty, it just didn’t care anymore- it wanted that bowl of slop & ate as quickly as it could.

THE Captain stood over it watching its head down in the bowl lapping like a pig
‘Lesson two----you are going to beg like a bitch in heat for cock, that’s the only way you survive’
‘The more expertly you suck cock & the more talented you are using your ass to give us pleasure- the more often you eat. The microphones and cameras will monitor your begging 24/7/365 –if you beg enough, we’ll give you the privilege of kissing our boots and thanking us for the cock you are offered -suck like a whore and use your ass like the cunt it is and you’ll be fed. Fuck up in any way, just the smallest error & you’ll be punished.—Back in position dog---------------now follow orders--- .’

Its back was straight, its hands laced behind its neck, its eyes forward. The Captain walked out and closed the doors-

Alone in the empty concrete box--- always on its knees with fingers laced behind its head- it begged incessantly for cock. it controlled nothing in its life anymore- any movement, even just the slightest shift or any interruption of its begging and the collar shocked it back to obedience. it ate, drank shitted, pissed at someone else’s caprice. it hadn’t slept in days with the never varying blinding light & stims rushing through it.

--its disoriented thoughts were more and more focused on the plea it had been ordered to repeat. its endlessly repeated request became more insistent & ever more detailed- it was so desperate, please let its unseen controllers see & hear how passionate it was, -it had to please them, it needed to move so bad: it begged to taste & feel every one of its Superiors cocks- it described every possible way it could think of to give them pleasure. Those pleas reflected its new reality- it obeyed & served those that controlled it- nothing else mattered to it now, nothing at all.

Whether it was hours or just a few minutes that it waited it was genuinely grateful to its Superiors each time that door opened again. It didn’t know how many pairs of boots it kissed & how many times it said ‘thank you SIR’ but the result was exactly what the Captain expected- its head was being easily rewired, the glance of its lips on the toes changed to pressing its lips hard to the leather, the words changed from a repetitive phrase to a sincere prayer. Those hours on its knees made its mouth water just seeing cock & every time it was put to work it was erect with its full balls churning from the viagara in its food. While it worked to drain every last drop of cum out of every cock it could get in its holes-- its balls pumped harder and harder against the catheter while aching and itching continuously, It needed to cum so bad but that need had one value to its controllers, their pleasure was becoming the center of its universe.

The men in uniform that came through the door all knew the same thing- the thing chained in the cell would give them pleasure any way they wanted. Every session it was put to work was different: some, stood, some pulled a chair in front of it--- they brutally fucked its face, guided its head, let it worship at its own pace----pissed down its throat, slapped it, verbally abused it. it learned with the ‘help’ of its ever present collar to worship their asses, suck their balls, squat and ass milk their cocks- It tasted the flavors every whore knows- rancid sweat , crotch oils, headcheese, pussy lube, ass juice –it perfected its skill on every type of cock: there were fat cocks with jutting ridges on the helmut to lock its lips behind and suck the precum from; thin cocks that were rock hard with heavy veins to hammer its head up and down on; uncut foreskins to slide its tongue behind on the soft skin; long cocks to swallow around, wretch/gag on and one favorite it serviced several times—a young privates huge appendage that hung almost full length in front of his plum sized balls. With just a few minutes sliding those balls in and out of its mouth that hose was a baseball bat, it was in heaven every minute its holes were impaled- its prostate being battered, its esophagous being stretched.

The door opened and it saw Henry and Lee enter its cell.
‘Dog- the Captain is waiting to give you another lesson. Lee walked behind it and unlocked its chain. Henry was standing a foot in front of it, it immediately bent over and kissed his boots.
‘Thank You SIRS, Thank You’

‘Henry looked down at it ‘crawl to the tap dog- we are going to clean you out- move your ass’

Its knees were swollen and its joints ached as it attempted to rush to the back of the cell, as it hurried it saw lee attaching a hose to the tap. Jt got in front of lee and immediately started kissing his boots. Lee handed the hose to Henry. Henry kneeled behind it ‘spread em bitch’- it reached back and pulled its cheeks apart and pressed its ass lips out.it felt the hose end pressing on its rosette and it slid its hips back to push against that hose-it popped past its anal ring. All of a sudden it felt a hard shot as lee turned the faucet on, ‘tighten down bitch- don’t you let it leak’ the pressure was hard and fast- it gripped its hole as tight as it could- grunting as it fought to hold the hose in place. It guts were aching again and then the hose was pulled out—‘empty bitch’- it tightened its guts as hard as it could to force the water out. ‘speed it up or ill beat the shit out of you’. He pulled his belt from its loops and started to wail on its asscheeks as hard as he could- it clenched hard and grunted as it worked to force every bit of water out- reflexively thanking its controller between each stroke. 5 times it was pressurized and emptied, the belting continuing unabated to insure its compliance.

‘On your knees- straight up’. Lee attached a nozzle and it was hit with a hard blast of water-it was stinging as it hit and it fought to stay in position as its body below its shoulders was flushed down.

‘Dog- get down, crawl, back to the interrogation room.

As it crawled up the corridor it passed cell 5 and could smell the fetid odor, it looked to its side and saw fluid leaking from under the door.

Henry laughed ‘Dog one of your friends is in there- because of you he’s enjoying our accomodations- don’t think he’ll thank you though’

It crawled to the last two doors in the corridor, one was open and it turned into the room -Lee kicked it in the ass- ‘faster asshole’. It rushed toward The Capatin sitting waiting and assumed the position it had so painfully learned

‘dog, show respect’

It kissed each boot, pressing its lips down on those boots and licked- without raising it said-----‘master thank you master’

‘that’s right dog- he held down the remote

‘Uuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuhhhhh’
‘thank you master’ and started licking the toes of its owners boots.

The Captain liked what he saw- it was reflexibly submissive
‘Dog you are here to please me -get to the center of the room, NOW

It rushed to the center of the room on its hands and knees

‘Stand up- spread your legs, spread your arms over your head’- it obeyed immediately and starred at its sitting owner
It felt Lee and Henry wrapping rough sisal ropes around each wrist, then they tied them off and fed the ropes through rings enbeded in the ceiling as it stood in an x.

‘Pull it tight”
They hauled the ropes taught around a hook embedded in each side wall, then they waited---

‘tighter’-
it was drawn up & felt its shoulders stretch as they pulled the ropes again- it was lifted onto its toes as it was racked, its shoulder joints aching. They tied ropes to iits ankles the same way and pulled the rope through rings in the floor. They hauled the ropes as hard as they could and its legs stretched out agonizingly as it lost touch with the floor.

The Captain walked over to it—‘Dog—lesson three: for as long as it exists it will be tortured to amuse, please and profit its owner- that torture will earn it the privilege of continuing to breathe ‘

‘Your Superiors are going to cane you--- then they are going to whip you- beg these men to torture you- convince them it wants it’

The collar’s power was set on 10, the power setting had been regularily increased over the time it had been been in training until it was at its max. Now as the shocks started coming in cycles it jerked between the ropes as its torturers smiled- Lee and Henry laughed at its pathetic pleas.

‘UUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH’ ‘Please, please torture me’ ‘UUUUUUUUUUUHHHHH’ ‘ hurt me please hurt me’ ‘UUUUUUUHHHHHHH’ ‘I have to please my master— ‘UUUUUUHHHHHHHHH’ ‘let me please my master’’ ’UUUUUUHHHHHHHHH’ ‘make me scream until I please him’ ‘UUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH’ ‘I’ll do anything you want--- torture me ---- PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE TORTURE ME’ ‘UUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHH’ ‘ANNNYYYTTHHIINNGG’

Henry and Lee walked to the corner table and picked up canes, Lee had a ¼ inch thick piece of soaked rattan, 26 inches long. Henry was swinging a ½ inch rod of stripped raw bamboo, 30 inches long. The torturers walked to its right and left and rubbed their canes on its body- Lee touching its tits, Henry touching its balls Lee looked into its eyes- ‘dog, ask and ye shall receive, count the strokes-fuckup and we start over’ and then he laughed and brought the cane back and swung at the top of its right shoulder, it hit on the tip puncturing the skin. and leaving a thin cut 4 inches back-it felt like electricity was hitting it. It screamed but a few seconds later thanked its torturer- ‘ one, thank you sir ooohhhh thank you’. Henry made aim and hauled back and started on its left shoulder- it felt the thud and a few seconds later the skin started to burn. ‘two thank you sir uuhhh’
Each torturer laid a stripe each inch to its ankles, changed sides and started down again. They walked behind it and started on its back from its ankles to its neck- it jerked and screamed harder and harder as the strokes fell- its voice was almost gone by the last stroke

‘Oonnnee fffiffty ffoouuurrr, ttthhhannkkk yyyouuuu- uuuuhhhhhhhhh siirr’

it was striped from head to toe & fighting to breathe as the door opened and a prisoner shuffled in- hobbled with leg cuffs connected with a tight chain to the center of the leather belt cinched tight around his waist, arms across its belly, hands secured by cuffs attached to the belt above each thigh,.

Tim turned his head toward the noise. He recognized it was John Cameron that was being led into the room - two guards holding his arms. His long blond hair soaked with sweat, tangled & clinging to his head- face flushed & pupils hugely dilated, - he looked exhausted and sleep deprived- the effects of the pressure being applied to him were obvious. As the guards led him to one of the posts Tim could see the prisoners buttocks were bloody & weeping, the skin swollen tight. The guards clipped his belt to the ring fixed waist high- Tim just stared at John’s thin defined body, naked, sweating profusely & shining under the bright lights. His genitals jutted out tied at the root with rawhide lace, they were marked, swollen & beet red, the canes-paddles and straps had done their work. The prisoner kept looking around the room but didn’t speak- his eyes kept moving from the men in uniforms sitting in the shadows to the body held in a tight x. John could see the vicious marks the cane had made.

The Captain rose from his chair and stood within inches of the prisoner ‘AH, Mr. Cameron- its time for us to talk again. The Captain grabbed the prisoners large balls and started to squeeze

--and you can see MR. Miller is here with us, You remember MR. Miller—‘. ‘ just like you he said he didn’t know anything at the beginning of our discussions-he got to spend time in the cell you’ve gotten to know so well just before the agony that helped him to remember every name, every conversation, every event I wanted to know.

The Captain squeezed harder,
‘ Pain is always so motivating’

John was grunting and groaning- his balls felt like they were going to explode.

‘now any question I ask he answers- anything I order he does-------you will tell us everything too-in fact you’ll beg to tell us & beg to do anything I ask, anything at all to stop the pain. Who did you conspire with- give me the names and then you can rest—no more pain- just comfortable sleep and food—‘

John stood silent.

‘So very foolish--- I think a demonstration is in order- Tim is here to be a lesson to you what happens to obstinent and foolish people in this place --- he foolishly lied to us before he eventually gave us the truth- for even the smallest lie we exact a very agonizing price as you are about to see.’

Two young men in camouflage stood up and came to face the Captain and snapped to attention. Tim could see the uniform insignia that these men wore--- they were his brother Marines. the only MARCOR regulation violated was their name tapes were covered- they were totally sat-. Both were solidly built- their sleeves were rolled up and it could see their large biceps. the taller wore high and tight- the shorter one’s head was shaved.

The final stage of their ‘job interview’ was about to begin - their enthusiasum interrogating & executing corporal punishment on recalcitrant subjects led to their being recommended for transfer to Internal Security- these Marines had been attached to ‘the black sites’ of the disappeared, their commanding officer had informed his friend the Captain of their obvious Sadism--

‘sergeants- follow your orders’

Each marine stripped off their shirt, turned and picked up their personal whips from the table near the wall, the taller of the two moved just to the right of his victim- it heard the other ones boot heels as he moved behind it. The Marine flipped the popper around the coiled whip and flicked it suppily forwards across the floor- it was a snake whip that had seen hours of use.

He swung his arm and the thong moved back and settled in an arc- the fall just a few feet from his boots. It heard a crack to its left behind it and twisted its head- it saw that whip in the other Marines hand was stiffer, heavier and longer- a bullwhip. It almost immediately heard a crack just in front of its chest and as its head came around it saw the whip curl back and the Marine catch it- his other arm started to move in a circular arc- he flicked his wrist as the thong started to roll out. As the fall cut through the air, it felt a sharp burn across its scapula and yelled- it twisted away from the pain and as it moved forward almost immediately a slice cut across its pectoral and it screamed again. The Marine in front of it smiled slightly as he reset the whip to throw it again. Its other scapula lit up on fire as the whip in front of it began to lay out towards its chest-then its other pectoral was cut. The strikes kept coming in a regular rhytym- the two Marines moved across its back and chest- synchronizing their strikes to keep it twisting as it screamed. Some strikes raised welts- some cut a light cut, a few cut deep.

The torturers played their victim like an instrument- they controlled its continuous ‘dance’- its screams involuntary modulated by the changing bite of the lashes. Captain B watched the symphony of pain with great satisfaction–his cock was hard down his left leg- he was looking forward to the next part of todays activities, after his dog finished screaming it was going to be throating his cock as he savored the agony of his new prisoner.

Captain B signaled for the torturers to halt.

It was just hanging from the ropes, its head forward, breathing hard. The Captain rose from his chair and walked to face it- it raised its head , The Captain looked into its exhausted eyes, he could see the agony coursing through it—‘ Dog- your agony pleases me------ you want to please me more don’t you……………ask me to hurt you’

‘ please…. hurt me…… MASTER pleease’

The Captain came behind Tim as it hung in place--he rubbed his hand across the weals and cuts of its weeping back, ’ good dog’ he said as it twisted and screamed from the blazing agony. He then walked over to john- he rubbed his bloody hand across John’s chest.

‘Lee-shoot both of them up- I want no interruptions’.

Lee walked up to it and shoved the needle in its arm- it just passively turned its gaze, the veins on its shaved head already standing out from stress and watched as half the syringe was pushed into its vein- its heart almost immediately started to pound harder---. Lee moved towards john, the prisoner struggled in his restraint as Lee grabbed his arm and injected the large dose that remained. Lee stepped to the side and the torturers set themselves to continue their work. Tim watched the whip in its torturers hand begin to move- the adrenalin was rushing through it & it felt a perverse anticipation as the thong moved through the air.

The strikes now fell upon its midsection--- wrapping around---cutting hard into the soft skin. The first strike fell from its front and in less than a minute another came from its rear. The strikes cycled from side to side. Each time it was wrapped the strike shifted slightly up, slowly moving from its waist up to its ribs. The speed of their wrists varied for every pair of strokes- now as each strike cut it its nerve endings remained acutely sensitive- never dulling. The screaming changed in tenor-it sheiked then choked as it hyperventilated, each strike it guts clenched- the acid juice from its colon burned its bleeding rectum running down its inner legs and its plugged bladder felt like a knife was being shoved in it—it was in excrutiation. Its torturers were experts- they took it to near shock and stopped, they weren’t through with it- they just wanted it ready for the next stage-they were going to push it up fast and hard using its adrenalin to hammer it.

For the entire time it waited it was fixedly staring at the whip waiting for the thong to move again. Its torturer smiled at it and the thong rolled out toward the floor- as the thong extended he flicked his wrist up- the fall flew up and cut into its balls-it was overwhelmed, it sharply shreiked & accelerated up off the floor as far as the tight ropes allowed just a moment later the whip from behind cut into the skin just below its buttocks it pushed its crotch forward as if it was offered it to the torturer it faced- the next strike came down and cut across its cock and it rocked back- second later the bullwhip wrapped around its thighs- a new cycle began, a strike to the balls immediately followed by a strike to the left thigh/ a strike to the cock immediately followed by a burning cut to the right thigh. It obscenely jerked doing a new dance- the cath in its bleeding cock flopping up and down followed by its hips twisting and thrusting forward- its wrists and ankles bleeding where the rough rope cut into its skin.

John kept shifting where he stood- his gaze fixed on Tim as it was being slowly flayed -screaming and writhing as its skin got bloodier and bloodier. He watch intently, his heart was pounding, his skin itching & crawling- the stims were working hard on him- the last dose pushing him to maximum possible effects.

The Captain said nothing as he stood watching-- John was shaking slightly and was now moving around as much as the clipped belt allowed- arms and legs almost in continuous motion. The captain grabbed his face.

You’ve seen these men are experts in their craft—hopefully Tim’s agony was instructive-----in just a few minutes everything you have seen is going to start happening to you- Save yourself all this unpleasantness- tell me who the other traitors are and this will end.

‘Go fuck yourself’-

john grunted as The Captain punched him in the gut—he was bent as far as he could trying to recover his breath

‘such a foolish man-- - you’re the one that’s fucked, we’ve only just started fucking up your head and body- you have no idea the agony you’re going to endure–‘
He punched john’s gut again hard ‘- every day you’ll learn how totally fucked you are for the rest of your worthless life.’ ‘Lee get me a ring’ Lee grabbed a ring gag, brought it to The Captain. Lee grabbed johns head and pinched John’s nose closed. The Captain sneered ‘open that mouth or ill smash out your teeth’ & gut punched john again- when the mouth opened he shoved the ring in behind john’s teeth and strapped it in place. ‘until you decide to respectfully tell us what we want to know we’ll make sure that smart mouth stays busy screaming-

The captain walked in front of the limp creature hanging in the middle of the room—‘take the piece of shit down’

The two torturers un looped the rope from the binding hooks- it fell to the floor- then its ankles were freed from the bloody ropes.

‘prepare Mr. Cameron for his lesson-




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