Losing The One You Love

The Torture Continues

Pha was losing it, he found it harder and harder to hold everything together. As the new day approached Pha was ready for his daily 'raping', he was almost numb to it. He was totally unprepared for what they had in store for him next. Unlike some of the previous punishments there would be no little break in between changes. Mr Panitchayasawad had upped his game even more. Pha was really going to feel the heat this time round.

Pha was woken up by a cold bucket of water dumped all over him, soaking his clothes and his bed. He was shivering, badly, when 2 men grabbed him forcefully and hung him on a wall, with his arms and legs stretched out wide, his back facing them. They hastily removed Pha's wet shirt and threw it on the ground nearby. Pha had no clue as to what was about to happen, he was totally in the dark. He figured it must be something extremely painful and he was dead right. 

Before it had even registered into his brain he was hit with a large whip, leaving behind several cuts in his back. If Pha could of screamed he would of but his voice was still missing. He began to cry, as both men whipped his back one after the other, causing more and more cuts to appear on his back. Blood was flowing from his back in a constant stream, pooling on the floor underneath him. He had big tears falling down his face as the pain was unbearable, he was so close to passing out just after 10 hits. This continued till Pha had literally passed out a couple of hours later. Once they were done they quickly cleaned his back before placing him on the bed and leaving the room with everything they brought in with them. Leaving him alone in that state till tomorrow where a new torture begins.

The next day was different, it was the first time he was not facing the same punishment twice. They had upped the playing field. Pha was forcefully awoken the next morning. His back was still in excruciating pain that he could barely move. The look on Pha's face did nothing to deter these 2 men from their task ahead. To be honest these 2 men were having fun torturing Pha on a daily basis. After what he had done to Yo and the others they felt he well and truly deserved everything headed his way. They weren't ever going to go easy on this bloke. He was too much of an evil character to get any sympathy from either one of them. They were going to make Pha suffer the rest of his life. Neither Yo or his friends deserved what Pha did to them, and they were going to show Pha what true torture feels like. He was never going to see the light of day again.

After waking up, painfully, Pha was forced onto a small wooden table the men had carried in. His hands and feet were tied as usual, so he wouldn't be able to move. Then one of the men left the room in a hurry only to re-enter a few moments later with 2 buckets, filled with hot coal. Both men were wearing heat proof gloves and were very eager to get started. When Pha saw the buckets his heart sank. He could see what the guys had in store for him today and it really terrified him. He tried to break free of his restraints but had no luck what so ever and before long Pha was silently screaming as he had hot coals placed all over his body. They were way hotter than he expected them to be.

It was only moments before the coals began to burn, so hot that they left behind 3rd degree burns. Pha knew he was going to be permanently scarred, there was no avoiding it. Soon his whole body was in shock as he had 2 hot coals placed on his cheeks, left there for a couple of minutes. He had massive tears flowing from his eyes, he couldn't stop them from coming out. He was in immense pain. When his entire front, including part of his neck and face, were covered in 3rd degree burns he was untied then flipped over so they could do his back. It was even worse on this side, as he had the hot coals placed all over his back, over the wounds he had received from yesterday. If he could of screamed it would of been the loudest scream ever but his voice was still missing in action. He was forced to endure this punishment till almost his entire body was covered in burn marks, barely a patch of skin was left untouched. 

This went on, even after Pha had passed out from so much pain coursing through his veins. He was like a lifeless corpse when they were finally finished with him. When they were satisfied with the outcome they quickly patched him up before untying him and placing him harshly into his bed. Pha was in so much pain he couldn't move a muscle. This was the first time Pha had honestly wished they would just kill him. Everything was becoming too much for him to handle anymore. He quickly banished the thought from his mind as he tried to hold on to what little hope he had left. They will not beat him he said to himself, though this time he could hear the emptiness in his words. He was slowly losing his will to live.

Mr Panitchayasawad and the other were very pleased with the results. Everything was going according to plan. Pha was in his own living nightmare with no chance of escape. It wouldn't be long till he broke. Mr Panitchayasawad was this close to taking everything from Pha and leaving behind an empty shell.  Not much longer now till Pha begged for the sweet release of death and when that day comes he wouldn't stand in Pha's way. He would offer him the sweet, satisfying release of freedom himself from his earthly body and the hell he was living in and that day was fast approaching.