PART 4
Tsu Ming has lain in her cell for 6 days. She has been
given scant food and water, what food there was was vermin infested, the water
foul. A
Dr.
administered healing herbs , ointments, and
various ancient Chinese cures, whose purpose was to ameliorate the
effects and physical marks of her torture. She shows no outward signs of
her ordeal. No wounds or scars, no tenderness where
her body was pierced and abused. When sleep comes she experiences
horrific nightmares, reliving the barbaric tortures visited upon her.
Fan Wooh is growing impatient with her.
The door to her prison bangs open, a pair of guards
enter and unlock her chains. For the first time she is able to stand
upright.
"Time to chat with the master again treacherous
whore!"
Tsu Ming shrinks back, pleading, she does not know
what they seek from her. She repeats that she really does not know where
her husband is, nor has she any knowledge that he is involved in traitorous
actions.
"Master Wooh believes otherwise. He will extract everything you
know, eventually."
Visions of the pitiless and brutal tortures used by Fan Wooh
in his endeavor to extract information from her, flash through her mind, and
she panics in fear.
The guards haul her to her feet and drag her, fighting and wailing through
seemingly endless corridors and down stone steps.
They finally pause in front of a heavy door. Tsu Ming recognizes it from
her earlier visit and she pulls back.
At that moment a long drawn out scream of terrible magnitude was heard through
the door. Someone was being horribly tortured in that foul
chamber......
They flung open the door and thrust Tsu Ming inside.
A beautiful, naked young woman was stretched between the terrible posts where
Tsu Ming had been spread just a few days before. An enormous giant of a
man stood in front of her, wielding a vicious whip,
scourging the subjects front side. Zhiang is
over 6 feet tall and weighs over 350 pounds, rolls of fat cascade down
his body. He was naked save a leather apron covering his middle. He was
lashing the unprotected young woman, thrashing in agony and screaming in front
of him.
Fan Wooh held up his hand and the giant paused in his
handiwork.
"Ah! Our guest has arrived. Secure her over there so she may have an
unhampered view of the proceedings. "
Tsu Ming stared at the poor creature between the posts. The beautiful
young girl trembled and wept. She raised her head and Tsu Ming was aghast
in horror. The young girl being thrashed, was her 16 year old sister, Su
Wei.. A mere child, they had her trussed like an
animal between the posts.. She was indeed
beautiful, and when fully developed would be at least the equal of Tsu Ming in
eye-filling bountiful treasures. Her skin smooth and had been
unblemished. Her breasts full and round tremble on her chest, her
lithesome legs are spread and stretched tautly. She is moaning and
trembling in fear and pain.
"What are you doing? She knows less than I in this matter. "
"Quite likely I should think. However, it may be that it will
improve your memory as you watch her being questioned. You will have an
excellent view of what we do to her."
"You filthy beast! She is completely innocent of anything!"
"Yes I know. But watch as we play our delightful games with her. You
can stop us at any time simply by telling me what I ask."
"I tell you I do not know the answer you want! I do not know where
my husband has gone!"
"Yes. Well then we shall resume our play."
Tsu Ming hears the sound of struggles and muffled shouts to one side. She
turns her head, and mounted on a bamboo frame spreading her beauteous naked
body is Mei Ling, her mother. Though a woman of her late thirties she is
still sumptuously formed and rounded. Her
arms are spread along a stout bamboo pole, strapped at wrist, elbow and
armpit. Her shapely legs are spread at 90 degrees to her torso along a
similar bamboo pole, strapped to it at ankles, above the knee and the top of
her thighs. A nose hook has been inserted and is pulled up and fastened
to a head harness, tilting her face slightly up. Hooks in either side of
her mouth, are pulled back and fasten to the harness. They give her face a
distorted grimace, her lips pulled tight, teeth exposed, mouth open. She is
whimpering and moans through her distorted mouth, tears flow down her face as
she watches the torture of her daughter.
Cursing Fan Wooh and his henchmen, Tsu Ming is forced to another frame facing
her manacled and spread mother and sister. Her arms are bent over a
sturdy bamboo pole, 4 feet above the floor. They are curled around and
upwards till her hands are beside her head. Straps are fastened to a
wrist, passed behind her head then strapped to her other wrist. Her
bounteous breasts are thrust up and forward. Her calves are doubled back
under her thighs and a wide strap buckled around ankle and thigh, binding them
together. When they finish she appears to be kneeling, her knees some 18
inches above the floor, hanging by her twisted arms.
"If everyone is comfortable, we will resume our endeavor."
"Please I beg you. None of us know the information you seek."
"I do not believe you! I think you not only know where your
traitorous husband has gone to hide, but that you too are involved with his
rebellious band"
"NO! NO! That is not true! You must believe me! We
know nothing!"
"Lies! All lies! I will have the truth or none of you will live to
leave this room!"
Fan Wooh gestures to the rogue who had been whipping Su Wei and motions to the
mother, Mei Ling.
"Let me hear how the antecedent of these two specimens can sing for
us."
Zhaing lumbers to Mei Ling. Her eyes nearly pop
from her head as the gross, ugly, monstrosity, waddles toward her. She
wriggles, and struggles, gibberish tumbles from her deformed mouth, her head
shaking back and forth, eyes darting to and fro
in terror.
Zhaing cups one of her luxuriant breasts in a huge hand, and a demonic grin
spreads across his features. Very fine, yes very fine.
So soft and sensitive.
Mei Lings' breasts are indeed quite lovely. They show no sign of sagging
and the nipples indicate she had suckled both her offspring, they are fat and
at least a half inch long. Zhaing will have much fun with these luscious
orbs.
Cupping the globe in his huge hand Zhaing rubs his thumb back and forth across
the peak bringing it to full erection. Crossing to a table he returns
with two cords in his hand. He forms a loop in one end and slips it over
the stiff nub, drawing it tight. He does the same with the other jutting
point. He lowers a steel ring and threads the cords
through it and ties the ends together, then hangs a 3 pound lead weight
from the knotted ends. Mei Ling gasps in pain as her hardened nipples are nearly wrenched from the large globes.
Zhaing selects a slender bamboo cane from his array of whips and flails and
approaches Mei Ling. Mei Ling is trembling in terror as he taps the
flexible shaft in his palm. His mouth twisting in a sadistic sneer and he
licks his lips, as he eyes the succulent woman spread before him.
"Where first, ehh?'
Mei Ling, eyes bulging in terror, stares at the fearsome rod,
shaking her head, a wail surging from her twisted mouth. She is helpless
and at the mercy of this odious creature. She strains and struggles against the
leather straps binding her, muscles shivering in dread anticipation.
Zhaing raises his arm and lays a terrible slash across Mei Lings' taut
stomach. It leaves a livid red stripe across the tender flesh.
SSHHWWAAAAACCCKKK!
"EEEEEEEEEEEE!"
He follows with another next to the first.
SWWWAAAAACCCCKKKK!!
"AAAAAAAARRRRR!!!
Zhaing sets up a steady beat. Pausing between each blow to
allow the full searing pain to radiate from the scourged flesh.
SWWWWAAACCCKKK!
SWAAAAACCCKKKK!!
SSWWWWWAAAAAACCCKKKKK!
Zhiang lays lash after lash over the quivering belly of the howling woman....
Her wails of agony bouncing from the walls to reverberate
back and forth. He moves to her inner thighs and lacerates them
from crotch to knee.
SWWWWWAAAAACCCKKKKK!!
SWAAAAAACCCCKKKKKK!!!
Mei Ling is shaking and thrashing against the straps holding her, the sinews of
her arms and legs taut and straining in sharp relief, her head twisting and
turning. A howl of unfathomable agony issues from her mouth. She is drooling
and it dribbles from her distorted mouth to her heaving breasts and runs down
her stretched body, dripping to the floor.
Zhiang pauses, his gaze traveling upwards.
Mei Ling sees his look and her eyes widen in terror. She screams
what is obviously a long wailing NOOOOOOOO!!!!, her
head shaking back and forth..
Taking meticulous aim he brings the fearsome cane down with all his
considerable strength, fully across the upper slopes of Mei Lings' distended
breasts. Mei Ling throws her head back, a cry like one from an animal
being torn asunder bursts from her distorted mouth.
SWWWWWWAAAAAAACCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Again.
SWWWWAAAAAACCKKKKKKKKK!!!
And again.
SWWWWWAAAACCCCCKKKKKK!!!!
Mei Ling screams in untrammeled agony.
Zhaing lacerates her breasts over and over, pausing only long enough to switch
to flailing the undersides of the soft tender orbs. Then he returns to lashing
her thighs and stomach before once more bludgeoning her tender breasts...
At last he ceases belaboring Mei Lings' quivering body. She shudders and
shakes, her entire being vibrating in pain as she shrieks in piercing agony,
her muscles convulsing and straining as she struggles.
Tsu Ming is screaming for them to stop, that she could have no knowledge of Tsu
Ming's husbands activities.
"Then talk. Only you have the power to stop this. Talk and we will
cease, otherwise we shall return to your beloved sister."
"You wouldn't dare! She is only a child! Leave her
be!"
"Perhaps, but she has such a delightful voice when she screams don't you
think?"
"Let her alone! None of us have the information you ask."
"So be it then. Perhaps if we play with her while you watch and
listen to her screams, it will help your memory. Zhiang! The small
one again, and move in another direction this time."
"Of course master, it will be most pleasurable for me."
To Be Continued................
