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The henchmen drag us deeper into the concrete bunker, the heat and the whipping leaves us too weak to resist. A steel blast door swings open and we are forced into a dank chamber with a rusted metal grille wall. The henchmen cuff us to the grill. A generator is connected to it with wires, the crime lord and a guard standing next to the controls.

"I thought those muscles were just for show," he says. "I was wrong. Those huge muscles are like armour. But they can't protect you against everything." He laughs.

"The bigger the muscles, the bigger the nerve network. You know the pain your muscles feel after a heavy workout. Well, shall we try that? A heavy workout for your muscles and nerves? That should loosen your tongues."

He lights a cigar and nods at the guard.

"Hit it!"

Art of suffering by GlendyLucast

Description
The henchmen drag us deeper into the concrete bunker, the heat and the whipping leaves us too weak to resist. A steel blast door swings open and we are forced into a dank chamber with a rusted metal grille wall. The henchmen cuff us to the grill. A generator is connected to it with wires, the crime lord and a guard standing next to the controls.

"I thought those muscles were just for show," he says. "I was wrong. Those huge muscles are like armour. But they can't protect you against everything." He laughs.

"The bigger the muscles, the bigger the nerve network. You know the pain your muscles feel after a heavy workout. Well, shall we try that? A heavy workout for your muscles and nerves? That should loosen your tongues."

He lights a cigar and nods at the guard.

"Hit it!"

Art of suffering by GlendyLucast