"How is it, sir? Does the President like it?"
Whack! The thong left another split trace on Fuyuhiko's skin. He whined pitifully and slacked in his chains. The muscles of his naked back and buttocks trembled in steaming agony. He bited his lips unable to stop the whimper in his throat. Blood and saliva trickled down from his mouth increasing the feeling of helplessness. The leash on his neck didn't allow him to look back at his torturer.
"Tanaka... Please... Stop it... "
"I don't think so, sir!!" - another whack, as merciless as the previous ones, made old man's body to squirm. - "You are one stony bastard and you deserve to be punished properly. I can never get enough returning you the pain you caused me all these years!!"
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