Bruce Lee Framed and Arrested Chapter 7

 

Bruce was practically worn out and drained out after a few hours of inhumane

torturings. Although his whole body muscles were still stiff and rigid and amazingly beautiful, but the abs was truly in poor shape. It was all purplish with the blood clots with numerous pebbles and glasses buried insides his 6 packs. Every burial spot of pebbles and glasses emitting endless throbbing agony, Bruce tried to pushed out the pebbles and glasses but all his painful effort ended in vain. The worst part was when he strained and his abs contracted, the fighters took the opportunity to slam the solidified packs to worsen the pain. After a few times of trying, Bruce gave up.

"So you want the pebbles and glasses to be removed?" Asked John, "Let's remove for this tough hard guy."

They took out a burning charcoal stove with 5 metal retractors. They heated the metal retractors in the fire. The retractor was a scissor-like instrument, but instead of cutting, it was used to clamp. They then cleaned up Bruce abs to clearly show the wounds with pebbles and glasses tucked inside. The burning stove and the metal retractors injected cold fear into Bruce's mind. But he knew he had to face any tortures which were going to take place.

John held a retractor with the hot burning end. He watched Bruce closely with an evil smile, then he moved the retractor closely to his abs, the end was still burning hot, then he slowly poke the retractor into Bruce's rock hard muscles. Oh gosh! The sharp ends of the retractor melted its way into Bruce's hard pack around a broken pebble. Inch by inch, the sharp tip sank deeper and deeper, Bruce's expression was beyond description, he was dumbfounded, his eyeballs bulged out like being sucked, his mouth opened wide with the tongue shaking, he couldn't make any sound, his whole torso stretched and writhed uncontrollably. The pain was horribly gigantic, he strained until all the veins engorged and surfaced on his forehead, neck, arms and thighs. But then all of them were highly elated and delighted, their joy of seeing Bruce in pain reached the maximum height, some of them just shot loads of juices inside their pants. Bruce's handsome face distorted terribly when John closed up the retractor to clamp on a pebble, when he pulled the pebble out, Bruce screeched like hell and fainted.

That was a thrilling start for them, but to Bruce it was an endless torment where every one and each of the pebbles and glasses was removed by this way. They squeezed, they poked, they clamped, they twisted, they pulled, they did every action to remove the pebbles and glasses, afflicting fathomless pain to Bruce, he just yelled, groaned, grunted, twitched, trembled, fainted, came to, fainted again, shouted but he never BEGGED!

Some guys were really astounded by the pure toughness shown by Bruce, also his endurability to pain. After the last piece of glass was removed, Bruce fainted again. But he didn't beg for mercy, John was highly infuriated and disappointed.

Then Tei whispered something in his ear. He smiled and asked the fighters to release Bruce from the bondages, then turned him around with his butt facing towards him. Some people started to cheer when they thought of what John was going to do to wake Bruce up. Bruce was pinned on the wall by Leong and Sukardi. Tei and Chenui pried open Bruce's asshole, John then inserted a hot burning retractor inside his asshole! Bruce was immediately waken up in great agony which he never encountered before, he screamed again and then fainted.

They then lied Bruce down a a stool which supported his abs. They tied both of his wrists and ankles to a weight which was targetted at his manhood package. Tei woke Bruce up with a huge stomp on his partly burnt abs. Under such situation, Bruce had to pulled his legs and arms together to lift up the weight, if not, the weight would free drop and crush his cock aand balls which were layed out on the stool. When Bruce pulled and strained, his whole pecs, abs and lat striated into bundles of muscles, the pain inflicted was unbearable. Leong pressed his abs and pecs, he said, "It was harder than washboard." They actually tested the hardness of the muscles by hitting his abs with bamboo poles, the pole simply snapped into 2 parts when it connected Bruce's super-hard muscles.

Bruce gritted his teeth, clenched his jaws and supported the weight. They were so turned up looking at Bruce's hot hard bod. Then John removed a burning charcoal from the stove with the blood-stained retractor and placed it on his abs. The charcoal scorched Bruce's skin with a hissing sound. Bruce moaned in great distress, but more charcoals were placed on his ripped abs by the fighters, they chuckled and laughed joyfully to witness Bruce's sufferings. The air was smelled of flesh burning ordour, the hissing noise mixed with rough groans from Bruce.

It was a real human barbecue which was so barbaric and cruel.

TBC