PART 7
Peony maneuvers the prongs of the prod so they are bestride the pouting lips of
Mei Ling's quivering pussy.
"A last chance to tell us where the vermin is hiding!"
"Please I beg you, no more! I do not know the answer you
request."
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!"
Twisting the prod Peony slides the terrible metal prongs between the plump
lips.
"Nooooooo! I do not know!!! I do not know!"
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIII !!!!!!"
The piercing jolts of electricity stab through the soft, yielding flesh of Mei
Ling's most intimate place, one electrode touching her now swollen clitoris.
The savage power tears through the tortured core, a wisp of smoke curls up as
it seems to explode in a sheet of pain, like a knife slicing up into her
heaving abdomen. Mei Ling screams in excruciating agony, her body
futilely convulsing and shuddering.
Peony lays the prod aside and searches through her collection of toys.
She finds what she is looking for and turns to Tsu Ming. Peony has taken
over the torture of the three women.
Fan Wooh orders Zhaing to release Tsu Ming from her rigid bondage and instructs
him how he wishes her bound for the depredations his sweet daughter intends for
Tsu Ming. As the cruel straps binding her legs doubled under her are removed,
the circulation, so long restricted returns and the muscles of her legs seize
and cramp, twitching, pain flashes up and down her lush thighs. Her arms
shudder and quiver as they too are freed, the joints of her shoulders causing
terrible jolts of piercing agony lancing through them. Zhaing has to
support her as he manhandles her between two steel columns under several chains
dangling from overhead. A heavy iron collar, with rings welded at
the sides, in front and back, is locked about her slender neck. One of
the chains is lowered and a hook on the end hooked into one of the side
rings. Zhaing cranks the chain upwards, twisting and stretching Tsu
Ming's neck until she is lifted to her toes. Steel cuffs are locked
around her wrists and chains extend from them to winches on the steel
posts. These are tightened, her arms stretched painfully out to either
side. Her legs are not left unfettered either. Cuffs around each ankle
are fastened by chains to rings on the lower insides of the columns. Zhaing now
turns the crank on the chain connected to the collar about her neck. Tsu
Ming is lifted further, the cruel iron cutting under her chin and the side of
her neck, her head twisted to one side. He continues raising her until
her arms and legs are stretched taut.
Fan Wooh stands before her, looking into Tsu Ming's terrified eyes. She
is spread eagled, stretched tightly for whatever monstrous torture Peony contemplates.
"You look enchanting foolish girl. Why not abandon this ill
advised loyalty to your pig of a husband. Tell me where he is hiding, while you
and your family are suffering the consequences of his seditious actions."
"I cannot tell you what I do not know! You must believe me!
None of us have any knowledge of any rebellious activities by him, nor where he
may have gone!"
"I do not believe you! You not only know where he has gone but you
and your family here are part of the entire affair! I will extract this
information from one of you! Number One daughter; see what you can do to
convince this foolish person to reveal what she knows. I wish to hear her
scream!"
"Yes father. You will soon hear the melodious strains of unspeakable
agony issuing forth as I play with her. You have taught me well."
Peony lifts the implement she had retrieved from her collection of
instruments. It appears to be a small cordless drill with a pistol like
handle, however it has a more devious use. It has no means to hold a
drill but has a long screwdriver like rod protruding from the business
end. The end has a silvery-gray tint to it. She holds it up in
front of Tsu Ming's face and squeezes the trigger. A small red LED
illuminates and in a very few moments a curl of smoke rises from the tip.
Tsu Ming's eyes widen and bulge from her face as she realizes what Peony
holds, a cordless soldering iron. Keeping her finger on the trigger Peony
moves the tip close to Tsu Ming's face, twisted sideways as it is, tracing
a path near her nose, across her cheek and down the side of her neck keeping
the smoldering point scant millimeters from her cringing flesh. Down over
the swelling mounds of her voluptuous breasts, circling the stiff nipples,
downward, skimming so close to the ribs standing in sharp relief on Tsu Ming's
taut torso. Around the mound at the jointure of her widely spread
thighs.
"Where first? Hmmmm? Where shall I burn you first little one?
That is what I'm going to do you know. I'm going to burn and sear your
flawless ivory flesh with the glowing, smoking end of this
instrument. I will trace paths over your body. Wherever I
feel it will bring the most pain. You will shriek and scream, begging for
me to stop. The only way to stop the terrible pain will be to tell my
father what he wishes. Do you wish to save yourself this tremendous
pain?"
"I beg you, please have mercy. I do not know where my husband is. If
I did I would tell you, but, I do not know!!"
"Foolish girl you lie! Now my little friend here is going to show
you how foolish."
"Nooo,,, Nooo!! I'll do anything you want, but I cannot
tell you what I do not know!!!"
Fan Wooh smiles in pitiless satisfaction and nods to his demonic offspring.
Peony glides around the lovely figure before her, stopping at her back.
Tsu Ming tries to follow her with her eyes but she hangs suspended by the
brutal collar about her neck, her head twisted to one side. She hears
Peony stop behind her, her body tenses, will Peony sear the iron into her someplace
back there? But of course!
Peony lightly touches a fleeting brush of the shimmering point of the iron at
the very top of Tsu Ming's spine. Tsu Ming jerks away as best she
can. Peony giggles as her victim quivers in terror, the muscles of her
back twitching in anticipation of the next touch.
"My, my, a bit tense are we?"
"Please nooo! Pleasseee! Noooooooo!!!"
A wolfish smirk on her face Peony places the tip of the hot iron to the exact
spot she just left. This time maintaining contact with the smooth ivory
flesh. Tsu Ming stiffens, every muscle in her body straining, trembling.
"YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!"
Peony keeps the iron against the valley between the shoulder blades, carefully,
slowly drawing it downward. Slowly, slowly till the smoking point reaches
the cleft of Tsu Ming's bottom globes. Her howl of agony rings from the
walls and ceiling of the torture chamber, her body bent in a taut bow in an
effort to pull away from the ferocious, burning point, the cruel collar biting
into her twisted neck. The scream trails to a wailing moan of agony.
Peony touches the top of a shoulder, drawing a path of searing pain down and
across the outraged muscles of Tsu Ming's back, ending on the opposite hip from
the shoulder. The shrieks of excruciating agony cascade from Tsu Ming's
wide stretched mouth. Now the same on the opposite side. The screams quaver and
rise. Peony walks around in front of her prey, smiling.
"Are we having a good time my little one?"
"No More! No More! Please have mercy! No more!!!"
"Why of course! Talk!"
"I DON'T KNOW!!!! I DON'T KNOW!!! Please stop! No
more!!"
Peony steps close and looks into the wildly terrified eyes darting about,
looking for respite, mercy, anything to stop the unending pain.
"I think I shall strip the skin from these stiff nubbins here."
She flicks a nipple with her free hand. Tsu Ming twists and tries to
shake her head, her eyes bulging in terror as she looks down at her taut
breasts with their pointed peaks.
"Noooooooooooo!!!"
Peony smiles, nodding her head and lifts one sumptuous mound in her hand.
"Ohh YESSSSSSS!"
Peony touches the point to the edge of the aureole and slowly drags the
scorching tip across to the upstanding nipple, up over the erect point, down
and the rest of the way across the aureole. A shriek so loud and shrill
Zhaing, used to much screaming, covers his ears. Peony is delighted, she
touches the tip to a spot next to where she has just stripped the skin from the
shuddering breast. Another horrific howl of agony bursts forth from Tsu
Ming. Peony slowly and meticulously works her way around the shuddering
point, flaying the skin from the nipple, now shiny and weeping where the skin
was been stripped away. The screams pause only long enough for Tsu Ming
to gasp air into her lungs and scream again. The piercing, stabbing pain
seems to drive into her body to her very core. She shakes and shudders,
futilely struggling to deal with the outrageous pain. It bores into her
brain, surely pain such as this has never been endured by a human before. If
only the savage collar would sever her head and end the torment.
Peony is obviously enjoying herself immensely as she finishes striping the last
of the skin from the nipple. Letting the once beautiful, full breast
slide from her hand, she reaches to and cradles it's twin. Tsu Ming
wriggles her head, screaming, "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
Peony's face is a mask of pure unadulterated delight as she prepares to flay
the twin of the swollen nipple she has already burned. She places the tip to
the nipple.
"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"
It takes Peony 20 minutes to strip the skin from the large nubbin.
Tsu Ming's shrieks go on and on. Her body is one great shuddering,
quaking, piece of tortured flesh. Muscles spasm and convulse, sinews
strained to the breaking point as Peony plays her hideous game. She steps
back to admire her work, smiling evilly. She looks to Fan Wooh who nods
his head and smiles approvingly.
"You do well my daughter. Please go on with your very talented
demonstration."
"It will be a great pleasure father. Let me move on to even more
engaging diversions."
To Be Continued.............................
