Content Warning: intense gore, torture, and traumatic flashbacks :,0 (my poor baby :,0)
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There was slicing, and sharp, stinging pain like fire and knives stabbing beneath the skin, like a thousand fire ants biting down with razor-sharp teeth, like scalp being torn off a person's head with just two bare hands.
There was blood, everywhere.
Shao Cheng wanted to stop.
He wanted it to stop.
Over and over, he wanted to sit up and roll away. The pain was stabbing, stabbing, his insides were being ripped apart. But he didn't. He grunted and sweated and stayed still, even as the pain split his bones and burned his nerves to a crisp. He pulled against the straps until his wrists and ankles bled and his face was red and blue.
He screamed. He screamed into the gag, like a tortured beast.
