>>11187796Tortura brought his arm back and swung the whip. Becky could hear it whoosh through the air and then her back exploded. Her mouth went open in a silent gasp of pure agony, and then her back exploded again. She had never felt such pain in her entire life. As a wrestler, she always had training, and knew how to gimmick all the blows to the point where she never really felt pain in the ring, just a pushing or pressure. But the agony here was intense. And once again, her back exploded in pain. Her eyes began to fill with tears, and the blood rushing through her ears was blocking out most of the other sounds. She began to twist, desperately trying to avoid the blows, but Tortura would take careful aim, and strike her.
The whip landed on Becky's shapely back and buttocks over and over and over again. Becky continued to twist and writhe as her beating continued. Although she was determined not to scream or cry, tears began to flow down her cheeks, and each time a blow landed a cry of misery would escape her lips. "Rollins will be here soon," she kept thinking to herself, for it was the only thing that allowed her to endure the whipping. But each time she thought the whipping was over, and that Fiend's horrible laughter would stop, there was another hissing sound and then more pain. Fiend came to Becky, grabbed her by the hair, and twisted her pretty face towards his. "Enjoying yourself, The Man?" taunted Fiend. Becky looked at him through tear filled eyes, and was trying to think of something clever and strong to say, but the whip landed and she let out a cry. Fiend roared with laughter, and as Fiend held the miserable girl's hair, Tortura applied the whip again and again and again and again...
