Superboy Defeated and Tortured 6

 "My dear monsters, put on your fist-armours." Ordered Lex, "and let bombard this fine superb set of muscles to the end."

Bien couldn't move an inch now, he was disconnected from his own mobility as all the 4 joints were detached completely. The pain nerves were still screaming but to Bien, it was just a sense of great numbness.

He felt that every part of his muscles was racking and cracking, especially with the intent pulling forces, it was rubber stretched to the maximum extent. But now he was more worried with the abs bashing, he really was not sure how much more he could endure, his tolerance threshold although was fantastic but under this kind of prolong and extensive torments, he might reach the limit soon. He knew that million of people were looking at his marvellous set of 8-packed abs as the camera was now focusing the close-up of these tight and welted ripped muscular blocks. He knew that if he succumbed and begged Lex to stop, millions of people would be disappointed and abandoned him forever. His reputation for "toughest body" superhero would be vanished instantly.

It was a fight to him, although he was practically under Lex's mercy. But it was still a fight which he had to win.

All the monsters couldn't wait to start as they installed the different types of fist armours -

a. brass-knuckles which emitted electrical

bolts when making contact with

muscles.

b. metallic glove with spiky

protrusions.

c. leather glove with hooks.

d. metallic glove with hot plate.

The monster with electrical brass-knuckle started first. Bien's abs had been categprised into 4 sections, first to fourth layer, there was the soft spot just around the groin which was reserved for Lex. Each monster was tasked to completely annihilate his abs layer by layer.

This monster was to target on Bien's first layer. He touched the skin surface and slowly fisted his right fingers. Superboy just closed his eyes but the handsome face was still calm and defiant. Then the monster showed an evil grin, pulling his arm to the back and unleashed the first punch.

"Kapoww!" TV screen which focused the first pack of muscle showed the punch contacted the thin skin, then sank into the muscluar fibres and followed by "hissing' sound caused by electrical bolts. The whole handsome face of Bien contorted badly but he still managed not to scream. The electrical pain was like millions of needles poking deep into his abs. Then left punch followed into another slab of muscle in the first layer. Then the continuos barrage of furious jabs went on and on and on. The TV screen now showed half screen of his battered abs and another half his handsome face which flinched with every ferocious punch. But to everybody's surprise and to Lex's greatest rage, Bien managed to keep quiet in the noise of thrashing. After 10 minutes, Superboy started to grunt, the massive pain began to take its toll. The muscles now was beet-red and the non-stopping punches just punished Bien's abs relentlessly.

After 15 minutes, the first monster halted. Fantastic act from Superboy, although he actually passed out a few times during the beatings, he garnered his tough image perfectly well. But gosh, the first layer of Superboy's abs was beyond recognition, it was bluish purple with some red spots which were tainted with blood. Although he tried to be quiet but the pain was too excruciating to bear, he groaned laboriously and he really didn't know whether he could keep up this superb resistance for the second monsters.

So the horrible gut punching went on. Metallic gloves with sharp spikes drove Bien to unbearable growling at last. The action went on with leather glove and hot-plated glove, the gruesome test for human's muscles versus monstrous strenght with metallic pummeling. Bien just simply shriecked with every punch, intermittently he passed out then regained consciousness again, badly battered again, pulverised to his final limit of the pain threshold, screamed like an animal, fainted and then the torturing pain shocked him up. When they stopped, Superboy panted liked just finished 100m dash, gasping for air, the abs contracted and relaxed slightly as it was so tout to move a muscle. He felt like tearing stabs when the punches connected accurately with his specific slab of muscles. He rolled his eyes, sweats dribbled like stream and kept on blurting out blood curdling screams. The destruction and deformation process spread from one layer to another, skin torn, bruises deepened, real meat lacerated, any bleeding was stopped by heat cauterization which was exceptionally painful. The smoke, the screamings, the thrashing sound and all the cheers created the goriest torture scene as ever.

When 1 full hour was over, the 4 monsters comnpleted their task with satisfaction. Bien didn't know how many times he fainted and came to, he only knew that his abdomen was covered in dumbfounded agony and now he had no idea how his abs looked like. Under such position, he couldn't even see his own stomach. He just felt that it was really bad, terribly bad.

And it was really really bad.

TBC