PART 3
Tsu Ming is trussed tightly as she hangs on the red and gold posts. Her
body is pierced with hundreds of slender bamboo slivers, their tips fire
hardened. They quiver as wave after wave of tremors course up and down
her beautiful form. Her large breasts are tightly bound with silken cords
which sink deeply into her flesh at their base forcing them to bulge
forth, swelling they have turned a deep purple, the nipples large and impaled
by some of the diabolical bamboo slivers. A particularly long one skewers
both her breasts sticking from both sides of the tormented globes.
Fan Wooh looks into Tsu Ming's terrified eyes. The merciless fiend asks if she
is ready to reveal the whereabouts of her traitorous husband.
Since a bamboo sliver pierces through both her cheeks, and another through her
tongue she cannot speak but shakes her head indicating refusal. More than
likely still insisting she does not know where he has gone.
Fan Wooh turns to his assistant, "The candles"
Nodding and scurrying off he returns shortly with a bright lacquered tray with
several candles on it They are lit, the flames dancing in the slight air
moving in the torture room.
Fan Wooh picks one up and holds it before Tsu Ming's face. She looks
puzzled as to it's significance. Fan Wooh moves one toward a sliver
piercing one of her ears. Tsu Ming's eyes widen in terror as she realizes
what he intends to do. He touches the flame to the tip of a sliver in her
ear lobe. Tsu Ming tries to shake her head and extinguish the flaring
bamboo, but her head is held fast by the bands around it. Closer, closer the
flame burns. The it reaches her ear, a piercing shriek of pain bursts from her
mouth, a wailing scream bounding from the walls as the flame chars her flesh.
Fan Wooh lights another sliver, this one through a fold of flesh in her
armpit. Tsu Ming tenses, her muscles convulsing as she tries to shake
loose, she thrashes in convulsions of searing agony as the stench of her
burning flesh fills the air along with her screams and shrieks of agony.
Fan Wooh continues igniting the cruel slivers. Under her arms, along her sides,
up and down her legs.
"Just nod your head when you have had enough and wish to reveal where that
pig of a husband is hiding."
Tsu Ming, in excruciating, unbridled agony, her eyes roll back in their
sockets, wild in terror, she shakes and thrashes under the savage torture, her
screams piercing the air as the pitiless, sadistic fiend continues the barbaric
torture.
Fan Wooh sets the candles aside and directs the assistant to remove the
remaining slivers from Tsu Ming. The first he chooses is the terrible one
piercing both breasts. As he twists and pulls it from her tormented
mammaries Tsu Ming shrieks in agony. The removal of each sliver is even
more painful than when they first pierced her flesh because of the barbs on the
shafts. The assistant is delighted as he twists each one eliciting ear
piercing screams. It takes nearly an hour of continuous, hair raising
shrieks before all are removed. The last two, the one through her tongue and
the one through her cheeks bring forth howls of agonized pain.
Two slivers have been left in her nipples. They have been left
intentionally. The silken cords are unwound from Tsu Ming's swollen and
distorted breasts. As the blood returns to the constricted globes the
pain is even more severe than the long time they were bound. As Tsu Ming
screams in excruciating torment. The assistant slowly twists and draws the last
two remaining slivers from the nipples. The agonizing pain is ten times
worse than all the others.
Tsu Ming is unbound from the pillars. She collapses to the floor.
Her arms are twisted behind her and bound together, elbows touching. A
bamboo rod is pushed up under her armpits, then her arms are pulled forward and
wrists bound together in front.
Two silk ropes are lowered from the ceiling and fastened to the ends of the
bamboo rod. The ropes are then raised lifting Tsu Ming from the floor,
her toes just out of reach of the surface. Her ankles are then tied
together and she is raised till she is some two feet above the floor. The
edge of the bar under her arms has been shaved into a triangular shape,
the edge of which now cuts fiercely into her underarms. Tsu Ming
groans as the cruel edge burrows into her flesh.
Fan Wooh looks up at the slowly swinging young woman and says, "We return
later" and he and his assistants walk to the door.
Tsu Ming, her words mushy and garbled because of her mutilated face and tongue
pleads for them not to leave her like this.
"Just tell us where to find your husband and we will lower you.
Otherwise------!"
Tsu Min frantically mumbles she does not know his whereabouts.
Fan Wooh and his entourage leave. The door closes and Tsu Ming hangs,
alone, the insidious rod cutting deeper and deeper into her flesh.
Minutes crawl by, the rod burrows into her arms. The pain bores
deep into her shoulders, surely they must tear from their sockets.
Flashes of pain lance up and down her arms. The muscles cramp, tremors flicker back
an forth, the muscles of her upper back quiver under the strain.
An hour passes, surely the bar must cleave through her sinews and flesh,
severing her arms, the pain sears into her brain, the bar like a living
thing. Tsu Ming moans and begs. It is not possible for one to
endure such torment
Another hour drags by. She sees flashes of light as bolts of unrelenting agony
tear at her. If only the feeling in her arms would cease because of cut
off circulation, but no, the pervading piercing pain bores through her body.
Another hour. Tsu Ming is hallucinating, she has separated herself from
the pervading torment of the implacable rod. But why does the terrible
pain go on then.
The door opens and Fan Wooh enters. He glides across the floor of the torture
room.
Tsu Ming's head hangs down, a steady pitiable wail issues from her mouth along
with a stream of drool which cascades to her chest and runs between her proud
breasts.
Fan Wooh looks up at Tsu Ming and placing his hand under her chin raises her
tear streaked face. She looks at Fan Wooh but her eyes fail to focus
properly. She KNOWS that this is the one responsible for her
suffering. She weakly mouths "WHY?"
"Why? Why to loosen that stubborn tongue of yours my
child. Tell me does it hurt hanging that way?
Tsu Ming is too weak to speak. She feebly nods her head.
"You know this can stop. Just tell me where your husband is and I
will see to it that this terrible thing ceases."
Shaking her head weakly Tsu Ming utters a barely audible, "I do not
know"
"Foolish girl. You leave me no choice."
Fan Wooh nods to his assistant and motions toward the corner.
"The stones."
The assistant scurries to the corner and returns carrying a heavy stone with an
iron ring imbedded in the top. He goes back and brings another.
"One on each side. Hang them from her great toes."
The assistant loops silk cords around each of Tsu Ming's big toes. He
then lifts the stones one at a time and ties the cords from Tsu Ming's toes to
the rings in the stones.
Tsu Ming raises her face to the ceiling and a scream of one suffering the fires
of hell issues from her mouth.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!"
"Take them off!! Take them off!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!"
"We will return after a short rest"
"NOO!! Don't leave me! Don't leave me like
this! NOOOOOOO!!!!!!"
With that Fan Wooh and his assistant leave Tsu Ming to her agony.
Though weakened by her previous ordeal , Tsu Ming shrieks in unutterable agony
as the added weight of the stones makes the vicious rod bore ever deeper into
her tortured limbs. The pain is never ending, it invades every part of
her. Her toes are being torn from her feet and the added weight makes the pain
in her arms a hundred times worse. She hangs motionless the insidious rod
tearing at her arms and shoulders. She drifts in and out of
consciousness. And always there is the pain. She shakes her head back and
forth, screaming,.... always screaming. Her shrieks of agony go on and
on. Finally she just hangs, insensible in the blackness of
unconsciousness.
Fan Wooh has been watching Tsu Ming during the entire time of her
suffering. When it becomes obvious that she has escaped into the
blackness of insensibility, he renters the room and has her taken down.
"Chain her in a cell till she revives. We will resume her
questioning when she awakes. There are many more ways to loosen her
tongue."
Tsu Ming is carried to a concrete cubicle no more than 10 feet square.
There are no windows, no furnishings of any kind, just bare smooth
concrete. A steel collar is bolted around her neck and a short chain runs
from it to ring in the floor. Even if her feet would support her, the
shortness of chain would not allow it. Her useless arms are cuffed and
joined by another short chain. The steel door clangs shut and Tsu Ming
lies insensible on the cold cement of her prison. There is no light, just
total blackness, and pain.
To Be Continued...................
