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08
Aug
17

Journey to hell – archived

Clash of wills

 

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07
Aug
17

Moving on

Journey to hell

 

Fuck ’em!  All those cocksucking motherfuckers back at court.  Not a single hard-dick to the lot of them.  Never got a thing done in their collective life.  Daylight robbery.  Fuck them all!  Tiradates had to get back.  Undo this trickery.  Get his prisoner back.

But …. one thing he just had to do before he left. Gloat.

 

06
Aug
17

Messenger

Journey to hell

 

Tiradates had got the army to lay up by the river.  Camp, rest  ..  before Tiradates was summoned to the emperor in triumph.  And giving time to break the stubborn will of this prick-of-a-prince.  Last night’s shaming was just the start.  Tiradates would have him worked over.  He’d break.  he’d snap.  Tiradates was a man who got things done.

Worked on. All day, every day. Until the emperor’s messenger returned …..

 

05
Aug
17

Fuckarse!

Journey to hell

 

The fool had too much spunk.  Days of being worn into the ground  ..  but still the resilience to stand up to his men.  To look down his nose at Tiradates.  Who-the-fuck this prick-of-a-prince reckon he was!  What-the-fuck did he think he was still?  Prince?  Slave of the empire, that was what.

Too much spunk. Had to be smashed out of him. Starting here. Starting now.

 

04
Aug
17

Limitations

Journey to hell

 

It was hell.  He felt sick to the pit of his stomach.  His eyes full of just what he’d give the earth not to see.  His lips coaxing a burgeoning strength he’d give his life not to touch.  Dozens of times this had been forced on him before.  Menander’s tongue had been up and down blood-packed flesh like this before.

But no … NEVER like this …….

 

 

03
Aug
17

Cocksucker

Journey to hell

Things had just ratched up  ..  by more than just a notch.  With the appearance of that general.  He had sat watching  ..  every fibre of his being scrutinising Maciste’s face.  Even when it was Menander crying out his pain ..  and the soldiers were howling with delight  ..  it was Maciste’s reactions that filled Tiradates’ eyes.

Surrounded by boozed-up troops  ..  not a drop of liquor had passed his lips.  His men were drunk, raucous  ..  getting off on lording it over captives who couldn’t hit back.  Bullies.

But that general  …..  he had a different agenda  …..

 

 

02
Aug
17

Binding

Journey to hell

 

His idea.  His plan.  His party.  Tiradates had funded this feast.  Start of these days when he’d cripple this prince-slave’s pig-headed will.
Going to plan.  The sergeant was earning his fee  ..  winding his men up  ..  goading that prick-of-a-prince.  Putting the fucker in his place.  No reason to complain.

But sidling idly by .. not doing? Not Tiradates’ style. He got his hands dirty ….

 




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