A trusted military officer is abducted, stripped and interrogated for the password to nuclear weapons.
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The Doom of Sergeant Lance Thiele - Part 1
By Otherside
Series: The Doom of Sergeant Lance Thiele
Sgt. Lance Thiele is a well known and respected soldier of the army. He is very committed in his job and is willing to sacrifice just to perform his role as a soldier. He is dubbed as the “tough guy” because of his strength and excellence in their missions. Because of his known commitment and dignity, he was entrusted a special mission. It is the mission to secure the nuclear weapon that was hidden inside a military vault. He is the only person entrusted to know the vault’s password. He performed really well in his job that no unauthorized personnel ever got close to the vault.
As a reward, his commanders awarded him a two week vacation leave. Other soldiers had spent their holidays a month ago but Lance chose to work instead. That’s why his commanders thought it would just fair for him to be paid of his missed vacations.
Lance packed his things and started on his way. He decided to spend his vacation in his own rest house. Unknown to him a surprise was waiting for him.
Lance was shocked when he saw the whole disarray in his house. His sofa was ruined, his kitchen tools were scattered on the floor, his TV set was shattered. He alerted himself; he took a gun from his bag and loaded it. He must be ready in case someone attacked him. He searched the whole house until he felt a sting on his neck as a sedative was shot into him. The sergeant’s sight blurred and he lost consciousness.
Lance woke up in a dark room. He could not envision where he was due to the room’s darkness. He heard some footsteps and a click. The lights suddenly turned on revealing the sergeant with both of his hands tied up in the air. He was in a Y position. He still wore his khaki pants but his shirt was gone exposing his broad muscular chest. His biceps bulged as his arms were tied. His dark tanned body glistened in sweat. His six pack was perfectly carved in his muscular abdomen. No one could deny that Sgt. Lance Thiele had the looks and the body, a true living Adonis.
A man in black jacket went in. “Welcome Sgt. Lance Thiele it is my pleasure to meet you,” the man greeted him sarcastically.
“Who are you? Why am I here? What do you want?” the sergeant asked continuously in a loud voice.
“One question at a time please. Let me introduce myself. Our organization baptized me of the name “Eros”. You can call me that way too.”
“Organization? The terrorist group of Nibiru,” Lance concluded.
“You got it. I am a member of Nibiru. And I think you already know what we want.” Eros walked around him. Once at the sergeant’s back he leaned into his ear and whispered, “The password of the vault containing the nuclear weapon.”
“I pledged to keep the password secret. I will never tell it to you,” Lance insisted as his captor walked around him.
Eros grinned at him, “I knew you would say that.” Eros punched the sergeant’s handsome face then gave a blow on his hard abs. Lance received several punches on his face and on his body but he was still committed to his pledge to keep the nuclear weapon safe inside the vault.
“You really are the tough guy. Your muscular body can endure my punches.” Eros took a thin steel bar and hit the sergeant’s back with it. Lance coughed as the steel bar made an impact on his bare back. “The password!” Eros shouted at his captive.
Lance shook his head instead. “I will never tell you! I will offer you something. Release me and come with me. Help us subdue the rebellion group of Nibiru. The military can offer you protection and immunity from cases in return for your help.”
“Do you think you are the only one loyal here? I am loyal to my group the same as how you are loyal to the military. I will never betray them. So stop your nonsense offer and tell me the password!” Eros held up the steel bar and hit the sergeant’s bare chest.
“Agghh!” Lance coughed, his body dangled as the steel bar hit him.
“You are tough Sgt. Lance Thiele but let’s see if you can still endure this. No matter how hard the muscles, every man has a weakness.” Eros grinned deviously right in front of the sergeant’s face. Eros reached for the belt around the sergeant’s waist. Lance didn’t like the idea running through his mind. He struggled as his captor reached for his belt. He kicked Eros in his abdomen causing him to fall off his feet but Eros was able to remove the belt.
“I won’t let you do that again!” Eros stood up and took a chain connected to the floor. He locked up the sergeant’s right ankle with it. He did the same with the right ankle using the opposite chain connected to the floor. Lance was now in an X spread eagle position. His chest started to pound faster. His sweat was dripping all over his broad muscular chest down to his six packs.
Eros walked toward a table that sat in one corner of the room. He picked up a sharp pair of scissors lying on the table then walked back toward his captive. He used the scissors to cut the khaki pants of the poor sergeant. Lance struggled. The scissor cut through his right thigh. Blood started to stream from the wound.
“It’s your fault,” Eros said. No matter how Lance struggled, Eros was still able to cut off his pants. The only garment left from him was his plain white briefs. “Now for the best part!” Eros grinned.
“No! Please no!” Lance shouted but his captor already had his undergarment cut off. Lance’s soft unerect penis drooped as the last cloth on his body was removed. His genitals were fully exposed in front of his captor. Both of his feet were tied so he could not even move his legs to hide the precious jewels dangling between his parted thighs.
“Whoa! Huge balls!” Eros tried to tease and humiliate the sergeant. Lance’s face flashed red at the thought that he was standing in front of somebody with his genitals fully exposed. Lance just thought of the time when he bathed with his co-soldiers to remove the shame out of him.
Eros stepped closer and bent over until his face was right in front of the sergeant's genitals to take a closer look. He cupped the sergeant’s low hanging balls with his right palm. “Your balls are so big. Your left one actually hangs lower than the other,” Eros commented with a grin.
Lance just ride at his captor’s trip and joked. “So do you like my big balls? I bet you really like it. How about your own balls? I guess you really admire my balls because mine are big unlike yours which are very small!” Lance laughed out loud at his joke. He was trying to use reverse psychology by putting the shame to his captor.
Eros freed Lance’s balls and stood up. He looked eye to eye to his captive. He grabbed the sergeant’s balls and squeezed it.
“Aaahh!” Lance cried in pain.
“You are not in the position to insult me! I have your life in my hands or shall I say I have your balls in my hands. I can castrate you whenever I wanted to!” Eros shouted at Lance’s face.
Lance’s chest pound as he hears the word ‘castrate’. He never wanted his precious nuts be removed from him.
“But don’t worry I will never do that. Let’s just have some play.” With these words, Eros released Lance’s balls and walked away. He left for awhile and when he returned he pushed a table on wheels. A jar of gooey sticky substance was placed on the table along with a spoon and some strips of plasters.
Eros wore a pair of medical gloves. He then opened the jar and scooped some of the orange substance using a spoon. “Don’t worry it’s just some beeswax,” he explained. He stepped closer to his captive and spread some of the wax on the thick bush of pubic hair above Lance’s penis. Eros took a strip of plaster and pressed it against the waxed area.
Lance realized what his captor was about to do. “No!” he screamed.
Eros pulled off the strip. A thick black bush of pubic hair was removed along with the plaster. “Aaaaahhh!!!” Lance screamed and agonized.
Eros just looked at him with a devious smirk. “So now will you tell me the password?”
“No! I will still not!” Lance insisted. He was panting and breathing heavily.
“Ok then let’s continue.” Eros scooped another spoonful of wax and placed it on the Lance’s left hairy armpit. He pressed a strip of plaster against it and pulled it off. Hairs on sergeant’s left armpit were also removed.
“Aaaahh!” lance screamed once more.
“The password? Tell me now!” Eros demanded.
Lance just shook his head. Eros prompted to do the same thing on Lance’s right armpit. Lance gave out another scream as his right armpit was also waxed. “Stop this please!” Lance desperately begged his captor.
“You can stop this by telling me the password,” Eros replied.
“No! I will not!” Lance insisted.
Eros scooped another wax and spread it on Lance’s scrotum.
“No! Not there!” Lance screamed horribly.
Eros pressed a plaster and pulled it off. Lance’s testicles jolted amidst the air as the plaster was pulled off. Pubic hairs were removed from the smooth surface of Lance’s scrotum.
“Aaaahhh!!! Aaaahhh!!!” Lance screamed as pain hit his skin.
Eros repeated the process. He applied wax on the remaining bush of pubic hair around Lance’s genitals. Eros asked for the password but Lance still insisted despite of the pain he was experiencing at the hands of his captor. Soon, all of Lance pubic hairs were gone. Lance was panting and breathing heavily. His throat was exhausted from sceaming.
“Water,” Lance said in a low voice.
“I’m not that bad to not give you some refreshments after a painful waxing experience.” Eros left to get a bottle full of water. He stepped near Lance and poured the content of the bottle. Lance opened his mouth to gulp the precious liquid being poured at his mouth. The soothing cold of water quenched the tension on his dry throat.
“I’ll leave you for awhile. Decide now my dear sergeant because you will experience worse than this once I return.” Eros grinned as he walked and left the room
Lance was left in the middle of the room, tied spread eagle panting. His armpits and private area were red and searing in pain. Lance hoped that he could still endure the tortures to come.
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