S-O-D (Part 6)

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Suspended, they waited for what would come next. Their discomfort does not matter, nor that the bindings hurt the skin; the weight makes itself felt in the places bearing the most, that is what they are there for: to endure and withstand.

What comes next is to complete the greatest number of pints on the bodies of both slaves: metal clamps, black, cold, those that bite the skin, arranged one beside the other, in rows that begin above the pectorals, near the collarbone, and extend down to above the genitals, at navel height. The clamps have a ring attached to them, to which a rope is tied.

How many clamps per row? 35 in Cuan’s case, 10 more in painboy’s case. 70 clamps for the Irish slave, 90 for painboy. Fair.

But the perverse spectators ask for more. And they are indulged, obviously; that is what they pay for. 40 more for painboy, on his pectorals, on his abdomen, on his cock and balls: 130 clamps in total bite, seize. Each one causes intense pain, multiplied by the total: a delight for the sadists, a nightmare for the tortured.

Something similar happens with Cuan, and the slave feels it. It is already a lot of accumulated punishment.

But what they have endured in this punishment is going to increase noticeably, and it will be seen which of the two is tougher.

The Albanian executioner takes the ends of the ropes that join the rows of clamps on both slaves: 4 ropes in his hands, which he links and orders, wrapping them around his right hand, gripping them and preparing to pull hard.

He knows he must do it with a single movement to achieve the intended effect: subjecting the slaves to an exercise of brute force that will make them scream in pain. One single movement, with all the force possible, and remove all the tied clamps, which, as they tear violently away, injure the dogs’ skin. Cuan knows it and fears it; painboy has experienced it and knows it is strong, but that he can tolerate it.

There is a moment of tension. The Albanian makes as if to pull, but at the last moment he does not. He gathers strength. The slaves look on, fearful and expectant.

Then, after another interval, without warning, he pulls, and the clamps come violently off the slaves’ bodies, stretching the skin until they release, producing the desired impact. The slaves shudder with pain and Cuan lets out a desperate and anguished scream, while painboy gritted his teeth and resists, honoring his well-earned reputation.

Cuan keeps writhing, and on both slaves’ skin remain the marks of the clamps after being ripped off: it is easy to recognize the row where they had been placed, squeezing and biting the dogs’ flesh. But the other clamps remain on the slaves’ bodies, and the mechanism the executioner will use to remove them is no less brutal and painful; he will use the riding crop to knock them off with blows, one after another.

The blows of the crop are f...