Ramtal Slave Dungeon

13:34 minotaur21560: With pleasure I see an imprisoned enemy general who after some days has recovered from his torture. I greatly look forward to the coming ceremonies of death and sacrifice. And I decide to open his cell and pull him out, still naked, into the corridor. "Captain Irongut - this is the captive enemy general I have told you of." and turning back to my Enemy "And this was once a slave, executed twice and resurrected by the infinite power and mercy of our Lord Darkram... is now a captain of the guards. Perhaps he will educate you in the justice of this Empire that makes your former nation look pale in comparison."
13:37 Roid_Irongut: I nod to the slave. “So you are the man the bull told me.” I check you after the bar. “I don’t support torture but you must know your place.”
14:02 minotaur21560: The Enemy General has a sort of nobility, knowing he has fallen, knowing he will become a spectacle, an advertisement for the power of Empire. He is aware of our customs. That the Torturer will personify the God of War. That the former General will embody the defeat and obliteration of his former nation. And he will be humiliated, tortured and finally executed.
14:03 Roid_Irongut: “You have to get over me before do that bull!” I stand up
14:04 minotaur21560: "...It will be a sort of allegory... he will be given blunted weapons which are for mere show... there will be no hope that he could ever inflict more than a scrape or surface wound on me..." I turn, surprised at the passionate outburst from Captain Irongut. "What? You do not see the necessity of such a lesson, of such a spectacle... We must educate the prisoners...it is a part of their program of reform."
14:06 Roid_Irongut: “Killing a slave and resurrecting him only wear his soul down. The humiliation won’t educate them anything. Turn him to a servant would serve the empire better.”
14:08 minotaur21560: "Such complicated ideas will only get in the way of progress, Captain who was a former slave himself..." I turn to look at the prone form of Dal the slave who hangs suspended from the ropes, his cock still straining at maximum, balls hanging heavy with churning seeds of larval undead spiders. "And I think Captain you had some 'ethical' problems with our medical practices??" I turn back to the captain with a glare.
14:12 Roid_Irongut: “Just basic human understanding…maybe it’s too much for you monsters to understand.” I throw the glass aside and it shatters on ground
14:16 minotaur21560: My eyes narrow again... This seems to be getting serious... But this beast, too huge even to be contained in a breastplate. My eye flicks over to the wall. Quickly I grab a bullwhip that hangs on its hook, unfurl it, lean back and let fly WHACK!!! across the huge exposed pecs of the monster "STAND DOWN CAPTAIN! You are OUT OF LINE!"
14:17 minotaur21560: I crouch warily, holding the whip at the ready.
14:19 Roid_Irongut: “Grrrrr…” I growl as the whip left a red mark on my broad chest. I said nothing but growl and step closer to the bull
14:20 minotaur21560: I speak in a low even voice, my hairy chest inches away from Irongut's huge torso, "You are letting your feelings run away with you, Captain... I give you one more chance before disciplining you. I suggest you GO TO YOUR QUARTERS!"
14:22 Roid_Irongut: “Only the dark lord and the general can command me. You have no authority over me executioner!” I take one step closer and press my bulging pecs against yours.
14:23 minotaur21560: This is too much... after my years of naked loyal service to the Imperium, to be denigrated by a former slave... I step back, flying into a rage. Bending back like the trunk of tree fighting gale force wind, then FWAP!!!!! the Tongue of the whip wraps round the fight arm of the miscreant captain and again FWAP!!! a blow to his midriff. I aim away from the armor. Trying to inflict maximum pain... no longer wanting him to snap out of it, but wanting to PUNISH.
14:29 Roid_Irongut: The whip bite my flesh like venomous snake. I endure the pain and stare the bull with silent anger. Then I pull the straps and let my armor fall on ground. “Do your worst bull!” I yell
14:33 minotaur21560: "My worst makes your dreams of hell look like a Child's Christmas in Wales. You will regret crossing me, Beast. Now you will be TAMED!" The whip moves like ocean waves crashing against the rocks first left, then right, trouncing his exposed flesh, the back, the belly, the shoulders, and I begin to advance, taking control of the space, forcing him back... His meaty flesh now crisscrossed with red, stripes that seem to spell words of doom!
14:37 Roid_Irongut: Sweaty pours and spills with every lash. The salty water makes those red marks sting like vicious mad bees. I growl and take the pain as a warrior but slowly stumble back, growling.
15:23 minotaur21560: Then you make a misstep, one I have been maneuvering you toward... your foot is on the area where, when I press a panel, a weighted net drops from the ceiling pinning you under it. I let you struggle pointlessly for a while, mainly just to exhaust you, but I am the Imperial Torturer, and in a matter of mere moments later you are suspended in mid air, arms and legs held by taut rope at wrist, knees, ankles. I winch you this way and that way exactly like one of the slaves.
15:26 Roid_Irongut: “Grrrah damn you bull!” I growl and pull my limbs but those weighted ropes makes struggles of my powerful arms and legs futile.
15:28 minotaur21560: Like swimming in fog... only succeeding to make your big meaty body sway slightly on the long ropes... I look up... take out one of my short blades... the castration knife, reach up to catch the waistband of your loin cloth with it... and RRRRRRiiiiPPPPPP... The cloth drops gently to settle on the stone floor, exposing the Captain's manhood.
15:30 Roid_Irongut: The clothes rips and my entire heavy bulge exposed. My fat cock and two bull balls drop downward by gravity. My face turns red by anger and humiliation
15:31 minotaur21560: Your legs swim in space, still sporting the leather guards with the insignia of the imperial army, yet that alone is what is left of your grand uniform. I watch you as you move your limbs helplessly in space like a fish swimming in an aquarium.
15:34 Roid_Irongut: “You dare to use those tricks on glorious imperial warriors? You have cross the line executioner! Lose these damned ropes at once or you will taste my fury!” I pull and my bulging biceps and leg muscles makes ropes making harsh sounds.
15:38 minotaur21560: My head still hidden by the full hood of execution, but my eyes glint with a cruel light of mischief. "You need time to understand what is what in this, my little corner of the Glorious Empire -- the PANOPTICON... And look around you... it is getting crowded." Indeed there are many that hang suspended now... the slave Brody, lower down, having passed out, swaying gently with his snores.... and not far away, Dal, who is also asleep, while baby spiders grow inside his ball bag... and behind... the forest of crosses...where Elias hangs.
15:41 Roid_Irongut: “We are not sick decorations of your hideous bull den. I keep pulling and stretching ropes to their limit. “Just when I free myself…” vines pop on my wide neck as I spit words through my gritted teeth.
15:41 minotaur21560: "Or insects caught in a web?"
15:42 Roid_Irongut: I’ll end your wicked jokes…
15:42 minotaur21560: I turn to take a pole that is stored among others on the wall, my beloved fighting staff... I hold it in my two hands, right hand up, left hand down...
15:43 minotaur21560: I stand with it planted next to my foot, then a step, and I rotate it once... crouch... stand... almost in dance... and WHACK! the end pokes straight into your belly with full force, sending your body back as far as the ropes allow... you swing forward as the pole returns to its position of rest.
15:49 Roid_Irongut: “Guuuo!” Saliva flies out my bearded mouth when the pole end smashes into my navel. My bowels haven’t fully recovered from General Garras’ devastating punch and now the pole stirs them hard. The impact sends my titan body back. When my body drops the pole again hits my navel. “Gaaarh!” I cough and spill out more saliva.
15:50 minotaur21560: I gloat... seeing on your face, the change, the tides have moved... the weather is different now... I pull back, preparing a second blow. The slow dance again ... and this time it is not the pole's end but a full broadside against the protruding muscle gut WHAP!!!!!
15:52 Roid_Irongut: “Hurrrg—“ I emit a great groan but this time I flex my abs in time. The damn tool only enter 1 inch to my thick gut meat. I make beastly growl and push the pole out with my sheer abs strength.
15:54 minotaur21560: Hah... I laugh to see the man in his deep duress... and then... eyes narrowing as I swing the pole ... stepping so that it wraps, full circle, as I hand it round, repositioned... Like lightning it strikes... a jagged thunderbolt... WHACK against the warrior's hanging balls.
15:56 Roid_Irongut: “Gaaaaahhhh!” I roar when the pain stings my nerve like lighting. My bull balls got smashed and almost pushed back to my groin. I bend my waist like a shrimp and sour bile courses up into my throat. “Gaaah..uhhh…urrrrg…”
15:58 minotaur21560: The torturer's uniform does not allow me to hide my pleasure.. The naked hirsute servant of the Empire is aroused by this punishment of the Beast.... "You have needed to be disciplined for some time, Irongut!"
16:02 Roid_Irongut: “Guuurrrr…curse you, foul demon.” My whole massive body trembles from agony in my smashed balls. “One day I’ll give back the pain hundredfold on your deformed body!"
16:03 minotaur21560: Behind my hood I smile... crouch, hold the pole high, letting you see the rubber end... and then I turn. It whirls, scything through the air, before I move again, dip, thrust from behind... plunging it between your meaty hips. I look for the target, find it... slowly press for entry...
16:04 minotaur21560: The victims limbs struggle hopelessly in the air without finding purchase, as the end of the weapon impales him.
16:06 Roid_Irongut: At first I groan and flex my glutes to repel the wicked pole, but little by little they give in and the damn pole slowly penetrate my behind. “Uhhh…fuck…ahhhh—-
16:09 minotaur21560: The Torturer's raging erection impossible to hide, and he brings the pole again to rest, at the vertical, planting it neatly next to his feet. "This is the first lesson... but in the art of torture, it is essential to give the subject time, time to consider, time to digest, to reflect. So you will hang here among the other trophies for this night, Irongut. Do not cross an Imperial Torturer except at your peril."
16:10 Roid_Irongut: My answer is a thick phlegm to your masked face
16:12 minotaur21560: Behind the hood, my eyes now seem to smolder and burst into flame as the hock of spit drips down the dark cloth. Without a word I crouch, circling. In terrible slow motion I wield the pole until WHACK! WHACK! like a viper it strikes, battering the hanging ball bag with a one-two double blow.
16:13 minotaur21560: The victim writhes in pain. I see his face scrunched like folded paper as he tries to manage the sheets of flame that come down his nerves.
16:15 Roid_Irongut: “Uoooahhhhh!” I curl up. Though my limbs are still bound by ropes. I close my legs yet my balls are too big to hide, and you smack them harder than before. My face turns pale like a dead man and my body spasms uncontrollably. Thick saliva ropes drool down the corner of my mouth.
16:18 minotaur21560: I turn, now, my head is down, still angered, and like some hulking vulture or carrion bird I retrace my way to the guard house, first depositing the pole in its holster on the wall next to the whip. I do not look back. I will let the victim stew in his own misbehavior. I will let him steep in the backwash of his pain. Tomorrow we will see where things lie... And so another day in the Panopticon....
16:21 Roid_Irongut: I pant and still curl up against the pain inside my poked gut and balls. Sweat dripping my body makes a pool beneath me. Still I seize the concept of freeing the slaves and this pain only makes the fire of my will burns brighter.
19:37 Roid_Irongut: I notice Garras coming into the dungeon while I still struggle to break free. “General! Your captain need your aid!”
19:44 Roid_Irongut: My muffled voice seems did not reach Garras’ ear. I groan and keep pulling those ropes.
19:52 Garras: The bear for his part simply examines the cages he walks past. He does not make eye contact with Roid nor does he seem to be in any kind of hurry. He finds today to be a fairly quiet kind of day, all things told.. but for some annoying buzz that continues to grunt and huff. The bear, finding a particular slave in a cage to be whimpering quietly for sustenance, can't help but sneer as he takes a wide shouldered stance, his grizzled muzzle taking on a cruel vicious grin. With a click and a shift, the bear's thick ten inch cock flops out into the air, his dark furred heavy plum sized balls sagging ominously. There's a shift and a cruel chuckle as he begins to piss into the slave's cage, the thick pungent stream smelling of ale as the acrid stream splatters into the slaves food bowl, the one they had collapsed in front of. And now the metallic pang of urine is like a hailstorm as piss wets his moaning face, eyes shut and flinching as the hot liquid slips down only to wet his tongue.
19:59 Roid_Irongut: My struggle seized as I see what the general’s deed. At the beginning I thought he was checking all slaves’ sign of life as part of his duty. Then he stopped at one cell and release his thick bear cock. The next second he did exactly the thing I hardly think he would do. He piss to the food bowl like filling drinking water for the slave. “What are you doing general? Don’t you have any sense of compassion?” I yell
20:08 Garras: The bear has the slow smile of a beast at the top of his own Maslow pyramid as the slave wretches at first, but recognizing that this is to be his sustenance. And bitterly. Shamefully. Filled with disgust with himself, the slave forces himself to crawl to the bowl and lap from it like a dog, choking coughing and gagging, his eyes bleeding with tears as he drinks the bear's projection to survive without the gnawing of thirst in his belly. The bear, for his part, simply walks away, shaking his cock as he advances towards Roid without shame, his heavy veined cock flopping a couple more times from his thick fingers before rather indulgently putting away his pride and stopping to crane his head up at Roid. "Mmmmh. Captain." The bear snorting and hocking a wad of spit aside before grabbing Roid's chin.. the smell of piss still ripe as he turns the titan's head as if examining an apple at the market. "It seems your misdeeds have caught up with you."
20:13 Roid_Irongut: The foul irritating smell of piss drills into my nozzle from those sharp claws grabbing my jaw. “I do not regret stopping the executioner’s sadistic play.” I growl and try to pull my head back. “If I were you general…” a big grin appears on my face. “I’d drink more water because your piss is as smelly as your fur.”
20:22 Garras: The bear arches his brow as Roid openly admits heresy. And then frowns sharply when the Soon-To-Be-Slave-Again retorts with a churlish grin. "You ask me about compassion, but who left that slaves watering bowl empty?" The bear flickers his own dark grin as he lets go of the STBSA's chin. "Humans. You really do pride yourselves on your arrogance. You think yourself above me, considering me mere beast." The bear rolls his neck from side to side and the pops are explosive. "That it precisely why my compassion is treating humans the way they treat 'mere animals'." The bear adjusts the fit on his gauntlet before quickly shunting his clawed hand out to grab Roid by the cock and balls and yanks down hard, pulling them til it feels like he might just rip them off, making your entire body bend and bow as his grip crushes Roid's balls and fills his gut with nausea, his twitching cock faring no better. "If I were you, Captain... I would recognize my place on the food chain."
20:24 Garras: The bear snarling sharply as soon as he says it before using his other fist to uppercut into Roid's solar plexus, those damning knuckles spearing into that hellish quarter with a vengeance, the storming fury of an apex predator.. crushing violence wielded like a judge's gavel.
20:31 Roid_Irongut: My back arches to an almost impossible angle just to avoid my balls getting ripped of my body by that big rough bear paw. The pain stabs my brain like fire and nausea fills my gut. “Agggh…unnng…you are strong indeed general Garras. I give you that, but you will always be a beast if you——hurrrg!” A huge fist interrupts my words and smashes into my solar plexus, crushing my big stomach behind gut meat. Yellow stomach juice flushes up my throat and spills on your black fur like rain.
20:39 Garras: The bear smiles as he embraces that sweltering downpour, knowing full well the agony the human must be feeling to have upchucked his precious fluids. "That is the first sensible thing I've heard from your lips Roid. I will always be a beast." The bear sneering as he lets go of the Titan's balls only to slam his fist into the back of them to slap them up into the base of your cock. "You must think yourself so clever.. But you are not as discrete as you think Roid. I suggest you take a good hard look at the bind you find yourself in. Because if this behavior continues... A lot more than just your vow to serve Darkram will be shattered." The bear snorting as he then walks off, still steaming with bile, wearing that liquid like trophy blood and a self satisfied grin... Checking the other slaves... And fading off into the distance.
20:44 Roid_Irongut: My eyes roll back when my bull balls get smashed so hard that more stomach juice gushes out my mouth. My vision blurs and my spirit drifts away. I try to growl but my mind turns black and my head drop down.

Later

04:19 Roid_Irongut: “Hunnf…” wake up with my sore gut and find myself still tied
04:22 Roid_Irongut: Parts of the ropes are torn by my struggles last night. “Must get free…” I keep pulling with my exhausted muscles.
04:24 minotaur21560: My face, now half masked, appears like a storm cloud at the window of the guardhouse... then the cloud moves aside, replaced by satisfaction, seeing the big body of the beast, striped with welts of the whip, bruises blue-green on his gut and manhood... I snicker and disappear inside for a moment.
04:28 Roid_Irongut: I focus on my struggle without a care for what the executioner is doing. Sweat dripping down my exhausted yet still powerful muscles. Ropes start breaking and now I can move my wrists. “Just…one more..pull…”
04:34 minotaur21560: I emerge from the guardhouse, having packed a couple of undead spider larval syringes onto my belt, planning to use the beast to incubate some big ones... with alarm I see he has almost broken free, with ropes only still suspending him from behind, at ankles and one wrist and one round his waist...I rush to prevent his escape.
04:43 Roid_Irongut: I hear the bull humming. He enters the dungeon with delightful steps which means my torture is not finished. “Grrrrrr…” I make one final thrust and break myself free. My battered huge body slams down against the cold stone ground. “Hufff..hunfff…” I hold up my upper body up with elbows, then slowly get on my knees. I pant and my body—though still trembling—finally back to its feet. I see my shining armor scattered at the corner just like my muddied dignity. I pull the table cloth from where I was seated for drinks and wrap it around my broad waist to barely cover my ample manhood.
04:47 minotaur21560: I break into a run. With each footfall, my cock bounces among the tools and blades that hang from my belt. I reach the miscreant as he pretends to modesty, looking as incongruous as a gorilla trying to wear clothes, I tackle him from behind, snake my arms under his and secure him in a nelson... my lack of bulk made up for with passionate outrage and a lust to torture.
04:55 Roid_Irongut: “Get…off me you…frenzied bull…” the girth and strength of your two arms are just half of my muscular one. However I’m wounded and those two vicious serpent arms with ripped muscle fix my movement from behind. Muscles on my broad back ripple as I twist hard... still can’t get you off me. “Enough!” I roar and push my massive body back until it squeezes you between my thick back and the stone wall. The dungeon shakes.
05:00 minotaur21560: "UNNNGGH" Air knocked out of lungs as the beast lunges backward, smashing me against the huge stone blocks of the prison wall... his bulk is overwhelming, but my anger like a flame sustains me... Refusing to give up my hold under his arms, I work my foot forward between his treetrunk legs, just a few more inches and I can fell him like a mountain pine that falls, struck by lightning...
05:05 Roid_Irongut: I feel his legs getting closer to my low hanging heavy balls. His thick skin scratches my inner thigh and makes chill crawl up my back like lightning. I growl and smash my back on his crushed body again to stun the bull. I hear the heavy foot steps of general Garras nearby. My chance of escaping this torture will be zero if the bear joins with the bull.
05:06 minotaur21560: "UNHHH!!" in frustration as the beast becomes like a rolling rock, flattening me against the wall, frustrating me wish to fell him or at least to smash a knee into his bruised balls.
05:07 Garras: Theres so much rumbling and shaking going on that soon the clack of sable armor begins to echo out as the beast stalks down the halls. In the stairwell before the lower floor is a wall of tools and the bear grabs from it a pair of daggers, the obsidian surface glossy and glinting.. gleaming..a sharp sickle curve to both... His eyes beginning to narrow as his hackles rise. The sound of the executioner ricocheting in his ears.
05:11 Roid_Irongut: “You are a stubborn bull demon…” Though just a bit but I admire my executioner’s will to flatten my balls. I keep pushing my weight on his body but he just doesn’t let go. Then I see the grumpy bear general stomp his way to me with a pair of obsidian daggers. I growl louder and smash the bull harder with all my remaining strength
05:12 minotaur21560: With eyes bugged and torso crushed by the beast's mass, yet I see hope in the looming form of the Generalissimo brandishing his daggers... The hope dawning in my eyes only to be extinguished by another cruel lunge from the musclebound lug.
05:15 Garras: The bear doesn't even wait to get into close range before taking one of the daggers and making a sliding motion with his hands to send the dagger tip flying straight into the titanic oaf's belly, the sheer obsidian edge scything it's way through to the handle and there's a hard eyed devil in the bear this day as he continues to advance with a hackling growl.. every inch of him promising death.
05:19 Roid_Irongut: “Hunnng!” My massive body suddenly freezes. My muscled limbs spasm and my back arches. In a blink of eye I lose my resolve to crush the bull. I lower my head seeing the dagger buried in my navel to its hilt. The general just cut though my muscle gut like butter to make the blade drink away my strength as well as blood.
05:19 minotaur21560: I feel the impact of the first knife embedding itself in the oversized gut of my enemy, and I feel his reaction, as the pain overwhelms his mind... Violaence and Militant Purpose ever triumph over sloppy sentiments and the Rights of Man. This Beast again will hang in mid-air, like a great curing side of beef... I will ensure he learns new geographies of pain, new frontiers of humiliation! I encourage the bear "Hold him down so that I can tie him!"
05:23 Garras: The bear simply tosses the other dagger aside when he watches Roid flinch at the ineffable edge of the sable knife as he gets close enough to lunge, grabbing Roid by the arms and lurching him up to his feet with a sudden vicious knee that stabs the knife further into that gut so that the blade extends out the back of his body.. "He's not going anywhere..." The bear snarling and then curling a grin before meteoring his thick bear skull into a brutal headbutt smack dab in the middle of Roid's forehead with gunshot smacking impact force
05:28 Roid_Irongut: The knee does not just crush the defenses of my thickly muscled gut but pushes the damned dagger through. The cold steel cuts my gut meat then slices my fat intestines and breaks through my musclesdback. “Gooouuuuhhh…” blood gushes out and wets my beard red. Then the furry bear head rams my skull almost bashing out my brains. Blood shoots to the ceiling as my head forced thrust back. My tortured whole body spasms violently and almost collapses if the bull’s arms were not supporting my weight.
05:30 minotaur21560: HA!!! I am freed as the overgrown boar of a man is trounced by the great bear general. I hear the crack of skull against skull and see the rivulets of blood drip from the second stab....I hold the prisoner until I feel him succumb... then drop him... And I will not let the opportunity slip and grasp one of the suspending ropes, loop it quickly round the huge girth of Roid's gut...and with a second rope loop round each of his ankles... and wrists, and knees with others... Rushing to the wall I choose the right wheel to twist and winch, winch, winch... the huge body jerks, and its limbs jerk slightly after as it is raised again off the floor. This time when he awakens, he will feel PAIN!
05:33 Roid_Irongut: I can only muffle and twitch my finger when those damn ropes bind me again. My vision is blocked by my own blood but I can still hear the bull’s sadistic laugh and feel the pain in my stabbed navel. I get pulled off the ground and I immediately start pulling my limbs, but every tug make the dagger cut my bowels more, blood oozing out to form a pool below.
05:36 minotaur21560: When I return, I have the plates of crystal.... I set them down, turning cranks to alter the orientation of the victim, spreading legs out... reaching to grasp a thinner rope that hangs down for the purpose... I make a noose, fit it round the beast's flopping cock, and pull it up, raised like a flag of surrender above the hanging ball bag exposed between the opened legs.... And then I attend, taking great plates, fitting them across, screwing them slowly closed, flattening the warrior's bull balls. The plates are rock crystal, foggy but clear enough to see balls become great ovoid patties flattened, sandwiched in crystal... I step back - it is a magnificent sight, the picture of defeat, a great hog captive... ready for slaughter... marked by red on forehead, dripping from the wound to his guts.... "Think upon your misdeeds and Correct yourself!" I say, in the language proper to an officer of empire.
05:37 minotaur21560: yet I hope for other orders, to be given leave to remove the masculinity of this pig of a rebel....
05:43 Roid_Irongut: My scream echos in the dungeon louder and louder. You didn’t just crush my balls but crush them slowly. You adjust the angle like carefully fitting pieces of art together. Blood and white foam drips down my howling mouth and a piece of my fat intestines slides out of my gutted navel. The pain is almost unbearable even for a muscle beast like me. “I yell…grrrrrr…” I almost surrender my will to the cruel arts of the demon. I bite my lips hard and swallow my words back with blood.
05:49 minotaur21560: "Your pain is lifted up as offering to the cruel gods of order, to the vast immobile stones of this society, built like a monument to the god-king who is Stern Father, calling on their strength and purpose, and is a Tyrant to his enemies, crushing their will and thought. You will bleed. You will anxiously wonder if you will ever cum again as your balls are smashed between cruel plates. You will reflect on whether you ever really were a warrior or man, or always have been a groveling balless slave..."
05:54 Roid_Irongut: “The gentle chanting of cruel words praising the dark lord crawls into my brain. My mind slowly turns blank and the pain seems eased while the executioner’s elaboratedpoetic phrases washes through my muddy brain. “Obey…the god king… introspect my deed…cleanse my soul…” I mutter
05:57 minotaur21560: It is a pleasure to see the broken body of the warrior hang again in mid-air, in my garden of pain, with his cock held up by the noose, exposing the balls flattened... This is the fate that belongs to Enemies... And this warrior becomes mere animal as I apply on him the arts of torture!
05:59 Roid_Irongut: The blood loss makes my mind blank and the pain in my gutted navel and crushed balls forces the chanting words into my brain, turning me to a blind fanatic like the bull executioner and bear general.
06:05 minotaur21560: I stand before the subject now... raise my two arms over my head, presenting to him, the Object... Phallic punisher of size appropriate for a tusked wild hog... My arms high spread my great chest, excite the pegs that bite there to bring the white flame of pain into my mind, reminder of the rule of Service to the art of Torture. "This object will teach you the Truth! This pain will show you that history has only one end, Ramtal is its fruition and Darkram its Gardener... When you are penetrated, when it is inserted, as you hang with balls flattened and cock held high, you will know the depths of your abasement. You will know that your girth and muscle exists only to serve him, to become his sword, his weapon, without your own will. SUCCUMB TO DESTINY!!!!" And I am behind him now, raising it, aiming it... it pushes between the hips of the defeated warrior... they part like the gates of a falling city... battered down by an invading army...
06:06 minotaur21560: As he is breached, the visions flash and shimmer in his mind... his limbs tremble, his eyes roll back in his head that is still streaked with blood... The battles... endless wars.... defeated enemies... crushed rebellions...
06:07 minotaur21560: "BEHOLD THE TRIUMPH OF JUSTICE! BEHOLD THE INEVITABLE VICTORY OF RIGHT!"
06:09 Roid_Irongut: The pole penetrates my ass and the propaganda flushes into my mind. The fire burning in my brain is way more painful that the dagger in my gut. My eyes roll back and tongue falls out of my blood dripping mouth. “Praise..the god king…” then my head falls forward.
06:17 Roid_Irongut: My mind drifts in the pale interval between dream and reality. Then surely I gasp and my soul is pulled back to my body. “What the—where—-hurrrg…” the pain in my bleeding gut and clenched ball reminds me the punishment I went though, but I can’t remember why I was comdamned. I should always be the god king’s loyal captain…or what am I?
06:19 minotaur21560: I see the victim regaining consciousness... I see that the treatment is working... but I feel the urge to TWIST the knife so to speak, to give him another look at the fate of those who dare resist the pull of gravity, of dialectic, of progress... and I pull the punisher back and then push in deeper... my own cock hanging long between my legs.
06:22 Roid_Irongut: “Urrrg!” I puke more blood when the bull twists and stabs me again with the dagger. “What’s all this about…executioner…I’m the loyal captain of the great empire battalion. What makes me deserve this torture?”
06:28 minotaur21560: Carefully I assess the victim's state of mind. Is the reeducation now sufficient? Has the reform penetrated deep enough? But I also see the blood loss, the pale color of the face... It would not do to let him expire without the explicit orders of the Dark Father of Ramtal... I begin to slowly winch him down... legs closing gradually... I will reduce the tension to ensure that he does not pass out completely
06:33 Roid_Irongut: I grunt and endure the pain the dagger and clamp brings to my body. I lay my broad back on cold stone ground panting like a horse. I’ve been tortured greatly for sure…but I can’t remember the reason. I try to pull the blade and vice off me but I’m too weak and lose too much blood. I look at the bull and hope he can help his…friend?
06:34 Roid_Irongut: And my eyes move to the sight of @Mikey hoping he can help his captain.
06:36 minotaur21560: I feel the great shadow of the king as he again sits on the huge stone throne overhead in the upper platform... I remember how it is carved with scenes of terrible torment visited on the enemies of Ramtal. I kneel, praying fervently for guidance.
06:37 minotaur21560: I see Mikey also feeling certain indecision. I also glance back at the forest of crosses on one of which Elias hangs, his belly round a cruel thrusting central post as he faces downward.
06:38 Mikey: I catch the sight of Roid making eye contact with me. I feel badly for the man. I wish I could go to him and help him. I look to minotaur to follow his lead on what I should do.
06:40 minotaur21560: I lean down and carefully open the crystal plates. The captain's girth is still like a huge boar. His balls are not permanently damaged but they will be bruised and blue for several days... I turn to Mikey. "You may help him out of the other bonds. I think the crisis has passed."
06:43 Mikey: I take a risk and pull the dagger out of Roid, putting my hand there on the large cut hoping to stop his bleeding.
06:44 Darkram_The_Great: "Wish to be eaten by my hounds once again, Captain? If that will happen one more time, then believe me: I will make your life a whole Hell, where you will never die, but be forever eaten by my precious dogs. Understood?"
06:45 Roid_Irongut: “Hurrrnnnk!l my back arch as the blade leaves my muscle gut. Blood spills and I push my exposed guts back inside. “Thank you…warrior Mikey…now your captain just need some stitches and rest”
06:52 minotaur21560: I look over my shoulder at the soldiers. "Mikey, there is healing salve and a few potions in the studio. You will see them on the table. Bring them out and I will minister to Captain Irongut in a moment."
06:54 Mikey: As my leader gives me a directive I immediately go into the studio, knowing which items he is talking about, remembering where they are. I return with them quickly, standing again next to Roid.
06:55 Roid_Irongut: I still lay my back on the cold stones. I pant heavily and the pain burns inside my stitched muscle gut
06:56 minotaur21560: As if afraid of breaking him, I set Elias down on the stone bench in his cell with great care. And lift a cover to drop it over him.
06:58 Roid_Irongut: I groan and somehow the pain inside grows worse
07:00 Darkram_The_Great: "Watch and learn from Elias, Captain. He wishes to suffer to get redemption. He knows his place. He has more loyalty to me than you could ever have."
07:03 Roid_Irongut: “I…urrrk…I will my lord.” Sweat pours out my exhausted body.
07:10 Mikey: I wipe Roid's sweaty forehead for him as he closes his eyes. "It will be okay man, you rest now. You will be alright."
07:13 Roid_Irongut: I hear Mikey’s words and nod. My sweaty battered body relaxes and my heavy breath becomes lighter. I close my eyes and rest on the ground which stained by my puke, blood and sweat. My consciousness sinks into darkness again.

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