>>11188021Tortura took the pliers, push them against the end of the little toe on her left foot and firmly grabbed the tiny nail. Becky could feel the cold steel on the end of her toe and began to whimper, "Oh, God, oh God no God no please... aaahh! AAAHHH! OH GOOOODDDD!!! NOOOOO!!! AAAAEEEIII!!!" Tortura had reached around and immobilized her lovely toe and then, with a quick jerk, wrenched the tiny toenail out. He held the toenail up and showed it to Becky who was screaming in pain. Holding the nail
in front of the quivering girl's face, he taunted, "Now, for number two!" He went back to her left foot and went to the next toe. Becky's pitiful attempts to wiggle her toe away from the pliers were humorous to Tortura and Fiend, and this time, instead of wrenching the nail out, Tortura pulled with exquisite slowness until the nail was removed. Becky's agony was unbelievable, she screamed and screamed. Tortura then removed the next two toenails on her left foot in much the same fashion, grabbing them with the pliers and slowly, exquisitely slowly, pulling them out. "OH GOD NO NO AAAHHH!! AAAHHH!!! PLEEAAASSEE NO MORE NO MORE AAAHHH!" Becky's couldn't believe the pain she was feeling. Her screams and pleas were more pathetic then ever. She thought several times during her suffering that she must surely faint, she surely couldn't physically stand the agony, but the stimulant that Tortura had given her was keeping her awake, and ready for pain. Tortura then took the soldering iron, and slowly used it to burn the exposed beds where Becky's toenails used to be. Besides causing excruciating agony to the miserable girl, it also staunched the flow of blood. Now all that was left on her left foot was the big toe nail.
