Superboy Defeated and Tortured Part 5

 

Superboy was completely helpless now. There was no way out for him. His super strength was gone, he was left with human power but magnificently hard body. Bien Regalado had been training so hard to become a perfect superhero mentally and physically. But now, bit by bit, they were melting down. But he still refused to succumb to their request - "begging for mercy". He just held on spunkily to receive the hellish tortures and grilling.
But so far, they inflicted mostly his physical endurability which he could stand although he already fainted a few times due to overwhelming pain.
Superboy was in a total dismay state now - half conscious in never-ending pain, could hardly stand firm, head dropped down with soft moaning, gastric juice and fresh blood dripping down from his mouth. He was still held in full nelson by a strong thug with both of his hands trying in vain to cover his damaged abs due to destructive assaults.
"Look at me, superboy." Lex ordered. Bien was too weak to held up his head but he had to do it, if not he would affect his image of being the toughest superhero around. He managed to stared at Lex defiantly and asked, "What's now..erghh..".
"Let me have a good look at your superb abs, Superboy." Lex said, " You are crowned to have the most well-developed abs among superheroes, let me see whether you deserve it."
Bien slowly put both of his arms behind his head. Every movement now incurred unbearable pain to the muscles groups used, but he complied with strong will. Compared to the previous bashing, this pain was actually nothing. His whole body was exposed now - both arms were still gripped by the thugs, but the pecs, abs and obliques were obviously still sinew and solid with the shining sweats glossed the perfect texture and morphology of his musculature.
Superboy was the champion for Abs-Crushing competition among superheroes last year. This was the ultimate dream for his enemies to destroy and annihilate his abs. No other superheroes could match the shape, hardness, texture and formation of Bien's abdominal muscles. In the competition, no superhero could reach the final testing except Bien where they had to strain their abs to stand the electrical grilling. Most of the superheroes gave up when the metallic grill tore up the muscular bulks, but Superboy's understrained abs resisted the fastest-speed grilling for 30 seconds and walked away with the award.
But now, he was too weak to strain anymore, his abdominal's resistance was terribly weakened, furthermore without the super power, he was reduced to merely a normal human being.
"Give him some pats." Lex said.
A thug immediately grabbed his wrists behind his head and both thugs who locked his arms happily threw some punches on his abs.
"Errh..." Bien's handsome face was slightly distorted but he just arched his body slightly to withstand the rains of punches.
he groaned softly and bit his lips but managed to open his eyes looking at Lex withour fear.
"Nice abs and tough act," Commented Lex angrily then he shouted, "Put him on Gut-Stretcher now!"
The punching stopped and he was pulled to the machine again. This time they placed him in front of the protrusion beam with his back leaning against it. Then they hooked his wrists and ankles to the metallic cuffs and suddenly Superboy screamed gutturally "Eiaaa....uarghhhhhhhh". They suddenly pulled his four limbs backwards forcefully and wracked a whole gush of pain flooding to every part of his hard body. Bien was instantly suspended above the floor in a horrible jerk and his handsome was completely deformed in massive agony. He closed his eyes tight but mouth wide opened with the red tongue jutting out, trembling. The pain was beyond imagination, the bony pain, the muscular pain, the nervous pain, all stacked up and exploded in his body.
But nobody empathized him, instead they achieved the height of joy seeing Superboy struggling in great distress.
Bien felt like all his limbs were going to be detached from his body, he naturally reacted by pulling them inwards to neutralise the outwards forces. The scene was too good to be true for Lex, he saw every bundles of his muscles stretched, every nerve surfaced on the skin, the muscular lines deepened, the 8-packs were virtually broken into 16 smaller compartments due to the over striated fibres.
Superboy trembled, squirmed and gritted his jaws with shivering grunts "eee...iaaa..rghehhhh..". Then the mechanical pulling halted, his body level dropped slightly but the protrusion beam was still right behind his backbone. At that stage, all this shoulder joins and thigh joins were at the brink of dislocation, so the act stopped at the most agonizing level. This was not a merciful stop but this was one of the torturing procedures. Now the pain escalated as 4 joints were strained to the fullest. Superboy's eyes now were wide opened, jaw clenched and head snapped backward. His poor growling filled up the whole torture chamber.
Then "Wauuu...oughhhhhhh.." His whole body rocked up in a horrible thrust and Bien shrieked like there was no tomorrow. They purposely pushed the protrusion beam forward in a quick shove and it instantly dislocated all the 4 joints by tearing the tendons, ligaments and the nerves.
The pain was beyond any description, Superboy just passed out and hung motionless in the air. The sweats of pain oozed out profusely and wetted his face and body. Bien was temporarily off from the suffering as he already fainted but on and off his body twitched in despair.
Lex approached the poor Superboy, he didn't want to spare him any respite. He hated Superboy so much that he wanted to see him in agony all the time.
He studied Bien's body under the new position where his hands and legs pulled to the back in parallel to each others, but the frontage of the body was pushed to the utmost forward point. All the musles groups in his pecs, abs and obliques were tugged to the back, spreaded symmetrically in opposite direction. Both of his pecs were flattened
and thinned, so was the 8-packed abs, so tout that it felt like a big piece of granite.
The shape of the ribs appeared one by one, the oblique muscles were so thin now. Finally the fabulous abs - every slab was stretched to rectangular shape but the demarcation lines were still obvious and all the 8-packs could be departmentalised easily. The belly button was pulled downwards, all the welts were extended and bruises torn further apart.
The groin area was shifted downwards with the loin cloth hanging vertically barely covering his flacid cock and balls.
Lex cunningly removed the last piece of loin cloth and totally disclosed Bien's fantastic manhood. All the thugs and monsters cheered as they had long wished to view his sex-tools. Suddenly Lex planted a knee into his manhood-burk! and Bien's regained consciousness in shooting pain. But the groinal pain was nothing compared to the pain from all the 4 joints, he just gritted his teeth to bear it.
There was nothing he could do now. He was just suspended there waiting for Lex's next move.
"Wooshh.." Lex let out a sigh of disbelief when he fumbled his fingers all over Bien's harder than rock body.
"Let's destroy this piece of human flesh forever." Lex announced, "Let the real gut-punching begin."

TBC