Chapter 11 – The rest of the first day.

Warning, fairly explicit scenes of physical violence.

Haruka slumped against the wall again, the pull on his right arm sending pain throughout his upper body. Whenever they had left after the beating, they had left the blindfold in place and his arms still strung up against the wall. He couldn't sit down and his legs kept giving out when he tried to stand up. Standing up hurt his ribs horribly but resting by putting weight on his arms tore at his wound.
"It can't be later than afternoon yet," he yelled at himself. "They haven't even done anything major to you yet. How can you be in so much pain?" He felt disgusted that he was such a sniveling brat and wanted so badly to moan and cry. He kept telling himself he should be able to ignore the pain but it went on and on with out any rest and he thought it was going to drive him crazy. Then he heard footsteps at the door.

"Well there Haruka, how are you doing? We were so sad that you couldn't join us for lunch." Haruka could smell dinner on their clothes, his stomach growled. He jumped when a hand reached out and caressed his cheek. "Oh my, you have a fever. We don't want that." He sucked in a startled breath as he was suddenly dashed with freezing cold water. "That should cool you down. Come, Vinnie, let's give our dear friend a rest."

He heard the rustling of chains and suddenly his arms slumped, the tension draining from his shoulders. He slumped to the floor and lay flat; his throbbing cheek against the cool linoleum. He felt enormous relief from being trapped in the sitting/standing position he had been in all morning. As he drifted in the greyness he felt something, movement around his left hand, pressure..... Haruka reared up as a scream ripped from his throat. "Oh," came a voice above him. "My bad. I do believe I broke a finger. Are you SURE you can't give me those codes, Haruka?" Haruka fainted 3 more times, always revived with more freezing water before the men left the room. With the blindfold still on he was never able to tell when the heel of Crusader's shoe would come down on one of his fingers, breaking bones and cracking knuckles. After the last time, Crusader looked down at the still form and the crumbled, broken fingers of his left hand and muttered to the others, "I believe we will leave now."

"Boss?" Asked the heavyset man who had leered at Haruka earlier.

"Yes, Jinjou. I believe our captive is still too spirited. You may have your turn at him later."

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Nishiwaki, Mifune, Noda and Morishige had just evacuated the Embassy, drawn up the search plans for the bomb squad and decided on an additional guard rotation for the Embassy when Nishiwaki's phone beeped again. He listened to phone and then very gently and with great care set it down on the table. The others darted uneasy looks at each it other. "It seems," he said with deliberate calmness "that the Senate has called an emergency Senate meeting for Friday." There was dead silence in the room for at least 5 minutes. "Mifune, cancel all leave and vacation time until Sunday – except for Ishikawa and Iwase. If we drag them back Dr Sakai will have my ears. At least those two can enjoy some time off."

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This time Haruka was out for hours. Or at least he assumed he was. Being blindfolded all the time made it hard to tell. But even though he was laying on the floor with enough play in the chains for him to work it off, he didn't. He knew the games played in interrogations. He would leave the blindfold on and give no one an excuse to inflict more pain and pretend it was his fault. He tried to settle into a more comfortable position and whimpered in agony as he moved his left hand. For a moment he thought he was going to be sick, but deep breathing and tightening his stomach muscles allowed him to handle it. It wasn't just his hand that had hurt, any movement seemed to cause more pain than he had thought possible from just a simple beating. He gave up on moving and tried to again to find the comforting darkness.

Suddenly Haruka was picked up and pressed against the wall. His arms were pulled over his head and he whimpered again as pain flared in his shoulders, right arm and left hand. "What was that whimper for, you little bitch. You that hot for me?" The body that pressed up against his was heavy and the hands stroking his body were large and broad. Dear God, they going to use rape as part of the game. He shivered involuntarily. "Ohhh, did you like that?" One hand pinched one of his nipples as the body behind his rubbed against his ass. He bit his lip so as not to cry out, but then the other hand closed on his member and squeezed the inflamed, painful tissue. A high pitched yelp was jerked out of his mouth.

"Oh, that's right. You're just a little sore there, aren't you?" There was a chuckle in his ear accompanied by the thrusting of a large, thick tongue into the ear canal. Then a bite, almost heavy enough for teeth to meet through the earlobe. Haruka stiffened but managed not to cry out. Suddenly both hands moved down to his hips, grabbing the globes of his butt and pulling them towards his hips. Haruka could not help it, he screamed as it felt like a knife tried to rip through the insides of his body and his lower body was slammed against the wall. He felt the warm liquid blood run down his thighs. He couldn't stop himself from whimpering as again and again he felt like he was being split open with each thrust. It seemed to last forever. Tears rolled down his cheaks as he thought of Motohisa and his tender loving. One final thrust and it was over. Haruka slumped against the wall sobbing for the memory of his lover and their wonderful times together. He felt soiled and broken.

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This is story is much longer than I ever expected it to be.