Hondoboot2
QUAESTOR PULCHRITUDINIS
I think they mean business Barb I hope you talk, so they won't try to do more to "loosen your tongue"4. I gulp as the meaning of "I want answers ... string Ms. Moore up and beat them out of her if need be!" sinks in.
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They march me, hands still clasped behind my head, bared breasts swaying, over to a place directly below one of the iron ceiling beams ...
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... where they tie my wrists together and string me up under an iron overhead beam, hoisting me high enough so that my feet can no longer reach the floor. I am naked save for my torn open shirt and my kinis.
"Get on with it!" grunts the General impatiently.
The Captain steps up, wielding a heavy baton, circles behind me and deals me a heavy blow straight across the small of my back.
I buck and scream with pain!
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Moments later he lays a second blow with his baton into my aching lower back ...
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... then coming around in front of me, he applies a vicious blow in which he catches me with the butt of the baton handle square in the crotch ... right between my flailing legs ...
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... and follows that with a series of sharp jabs to my tummy. I am reeling now, convulsed with pain, helpless to ward off each attack ... my pitiful screams echoing again and again off the bare masonry walls and ceiling.
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Without pause he continues my beating, returning to deal punishment to my poor backside ... once ...
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... twice ... And then a third time ...
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... my screams and wretched cries for mercy mingle with his grunts as he delivers each blow, while a sheen of perspiration covers my body.
Moving around in front of me he delivers another blow to my tummy ... I howl, pull my knees up ... and lose control of my bladder ... A stream of pee dribbles down my bare legs ...
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I am about to pass out, but suddenly the beating stops. The General has called a halt. I hang from my wrists, panting, eyes half closed.
"Well Ms. Moore, would you care to tell us now who you are really working for and why you are here? Or would you care to find out what else we can do to you to loosen your tongue?"
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Very descriptive beating scene Barb, they literally knocked the piss out of you
Great artwork SkatingJesus!
I can't wait for more.
You two make a great team