Loki looked on in fear as the dwarves heated the needle and readied the strong thread. Thor held him tight infront of him as the dwarf Brokk came forth with the thick thread and red hot needle.
"Since I can not cut off your head, I shall do with it as I please since as promised belongs to me. You have spoken such lies and twisted such words that I shall have your mouth sewn shut and your silver tongue silenced!" Brokk came face to face with Loki with a devilish grin, but no smirk crossed Loki's face. He whimpered as the man grabbed his face in his hands and held him tight.
Loki screamed as he tried to squirm free. "Brother do not let them do this!"
Thor grieved at his brothers words, but said nothing as tears fell and he grasped him tighter. Loki squirmed, but found no escape as Brokk drew the needle to his mouth.
The needle burned as it entered. Red hot with searing pain. Loki screamed in agony as the needle went through his bottom and then top lip and was strung through by the harsh leather string. Brokk only smiled as he worked.
Only half way through, Loki's cheeks were wet and his eye red with tears. He no longer could scream, now horse from his yells.
Thor wept silently as he continued to hold his brother tight.
Brokk finally finished, Loki exhausted dropped to the ground as Thor let him go.
"No more lies from your silver tongue Odinson." Brokk smiled and then turned to place the needle down.
"When may he remove the thread Brokk?" Thor asked the dwarf, he chocked as he said them.
"When I see fit. Until then, if he dare to remove them, I will find him and sew his mouth shut again. Do you hear me Loki?"
Weak and in pain, Loki could only nod as his tears stung touching the holes in his mouth. Blood ran freely from them as he wept.