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Author: Hugh Miliator
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The Humiliator. Chapter Eleven

THE PRISON PIT

BANG! went the first bolt. BANG! went the second bolt. CRASH! went the door, flung back against the wall. I woke, startled into terror in the black. I felt the push of air pressure as a big form thrust in through the low door. I cowered into my straw nest, gibbering with fear, trying to work out where I was and why I couldn't move my hands to protect myself. Strong hands grabbed my ankles and dragged me out into the cell, raking my whipped chest along the floor grit. (You don't lie on your back with a rod behind your elbows and your wrists manacled!) And then I was being kicked. Short jabbing kicks designed to hurt rather than injure, but expertly placed for maximum pain. On the ankle, hip bone, shoulder blade, shin, ribs. Wherever bone came near the surface, unpadded by muscle. I tried to roll into a ball on my side to protect myself - hard with your hands bound and a rod through your elbows. "No no, please, no" I was screaming, but the rain of kicks continued. I could hear him breathing hard with the violent exertion. I was terrified he would kick my head which I could not protect with my hands, but he made no attempt to do so. But the elbow, (God!) and the kneecap, (oh dear God!) and even my handcuff-bruised wrist bone got it. Then, with equal suddeness, it stopped. The door slammed shut, the bolts crashed home and I could hear his boots receding over the cellar floor. ...

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