How about rack of Lamb?
Jake awoke still blinded by the light in his eyes, his back and shoulders on fire with pain, his skin sticky with blood. Jake was going to die he knew it. He turned his face to the right as he heard footsteps coming toward him. He felt hands on his back, he didn't fight them he was too exhausted. In his mind he could still feel the bite of the whip on his flesh.
The chain he was suspended from jerked suddenly as he was slowly lowered to the ground. When his bare feet touched the floor he was forced to his knees, his arms still raised above his head. Then he felt cold water on his wounds, gentle hands guided a rough cloth as the caked blood was washed off him each swipe of the cloth bringing fresh stabs of pain.
Jake was then blindfolded tightly as the wounds dried. He heard the clink of the chain as was jerked off of his knees and again suspended in mid air in pain and darkness.
In the darkness he heard a whoosh and felt a large blast of heat near by, the scrape of metal on metal and the sizzle of metal being cooled quickly.
"Now the fun really begins Eddie darling." The voice in the darkness purred, footsteps coming toward him again.
Pain shot thru him as his flesh was seared; Jake found his voice, even with the ball gag in his mouth, he screamed until he couldn't scream anymore. He prayed for this torture to end, he prayed for death, and then he prayed for his friends to find him alternatively as he was burned and bitten repeatedly.
Jake awoke still blinded by the light in his eyes, his back and shoulders on fire with pain, his skin sticky with blood. Jake was going to die he knew it. He turned his face to the right as he heard footsteps coming toward him. He felt hands on his back, he didn't fight them he was too exhausted. In his mind he could still feel the bite of the whip on his flesh.
The chain he was suspended from jerked suddenly as he was slowly lowered to the ground. When his bare feet touched the floor he was forced to his knees, his arms still raised above his head. Then he felt cold water on his wounds, gentle hands guided a rough cloth as the caked blood was washed off him each swipe of the cloth bringing fresh stabs of pain.
Jake was then blindfolded tightly as the wounds dried. He heard the clink of the chain as was jerked off of his knees and again suspended in mid air in pain and darkness.
In the darkness he heard a whoosh and felt a large blast of heat near by, the scrape of metal on metal and the sizzle of metal being cooled quickly.
"Now the fun really begins Eddie darling." The voice in the darkness purred, footsteps coming toward him again.
Pain shot thru him as his flesh was seared; Jake found his voice, even with the ball gag in his mouth, he screamed until he couldn't scream anymore. He prayed for this torture to end, he prayed for death, and then he prayed for his friends to find him alternatively as he was burned and bitten repeatedly.
