"One for every man that betrayed us." Al announced as he delivered ten more blows.
After the first two strikes red specks began to appear on Troy's shirt, Al knew he had broken skin.
He commanded the guards to strip the man of his shirt and continued to whip Troy.
With every impact, as much as Al tried to deny it, he resisted the urge to flinch, the urge to feel.
Once all ten blows were delivered, the floor was red with Troy's blood as the man groaned.
A doctor was quick to check if the man could handle more or if he was about to die.
"He can still take more." The doctor confirmed with a nod as he quickly moved aside.
"Pour ice cold water on him, I think he needs to wake up a little." Ray said with a grin as he waved for a guard to approach and do as he commanded.
A bucket of ice cold water was poured on Troy, making the man jump in jock, waking him from the pain induced trance.
