But it doesn’t stop, on the opposite, it seems to hurt even more and more and more with throbbing flames. Xxx I am scared to death. All of them full strength, like trying to hit a baseball out of the stadium. A piston of pain thrusts down my entire body to my rotten head, ejecting any thought or emotion through my popping eyes and my screaming mouth, replacing them with pure pain. Because from now on I will live under The Implement, do you know? It’s 20:15. The wide-open-mouth gag is kept to prevent me from biting my tongue. The Implement is in the hands of The Executioner, a very huge and strong individual with massive muscles. But it doesn’t stop, on the opposite, it seems to hurt even more and more and more with throbbing flames.
