Modern Military System - 14 .....Was a trap....

“LANCE!!!!!!!!” Amara screamed as he was tied down at the dungeon of the manor.

Amara was captured because of the suspicion that had arisen about that bartender that brought a traitor to the manor. Well, now she is there to pay the price.

Just when Amara was craving for food, The daughter of the duke tore a piece from the bread. Sounds generous right? Well, she put it inside her mouth and spit it right inside Amara’s mouth. “Gotta keep my precious toy alive you know?” she said as she wiped her mouth.

Amara said, “Look do me a favor and get me out of here. In return, I will make sure nobody will put you two feet below the sea.”

“Hahaha, that’s why you’re my favorite toy, the others broke so easily you know?” She said as she poured the water to Amara’s mouth.

The water was not an usual water. It was fucking boiling water which was poured straight into Amara’s mouth. She was laughing as she saw Amara’s agony drinking that boiling water. Amara spit out the water and, “Gee, a dog should be obedient. Guys, pour the water to her mouth please,” she said as the soldiers poured the boiling water right into Amara’s mouth. She laughed more when Amara screamed in agony.

“Puehh, Dear you fucking daughter, how long are you going to try?” Amara said as the daughter was reading the book titled, “Interrogation Method”. It sent a chill down Amara’s skull.

“Ok, you’ve finished,” She said as she grabbed a bucket of water and the soldier put Amara on the ground and tied him up. She put the clothing on his head and started to pour water on Amara’s head. Yup, she was waterboarded.

Amara mumbled and struggle as Amara got drowned in that water. She knew how to handle this, but survivability in that kind of situation is largely unknown and the situation had been made worse by the fact that the person next to him was looking to torture her just for fun.

The water continued to pour down like rain to the cloth made Amara drowned. Slowly, she lost her consciousness. Sue took that opportunity for a rest from that living shit hole. The guard hanged him again in the cell and left him.

And yeah, another bucket of ice-cold water was poured down her head to wake him up, the cycle of torture continues. A bit of whip and a bit of hot metal rod. Really damaging, Amara doubted that any person had survived this far with this kind of torture.

“Wakey, wakey Amara,” Count Ferdinand woke him up and slapped him right in the face.

“What the fuck do you want now? Taking my honor and my glory? Now what? Taking my life?” Amara asked as she struggled herself to release herself from the rope.

The soldier cleaned it up and threw another bucket of cold water to his body, Amara rambled because he simply can’t talk anyone since it was not necessary. She just wants to get out and killed the count’s

“So, Amara, how did you survive? I wonder,” Ferdinand said as he kicked him in the nuts again.

“Fuck off,” He said as the soldier put a dirty rag again inside Amara’s mouth and Ferdinand whip her about a hundred times in a row.

“Where is your wife? Does she don’t feel sad knowing that her husband and daughter is this cruel?” Amara asked. “Don’t you feel kind of bad doing things like this?” Amara said.

“Nope, my wife doesn’t know this and I’m enjoying it right now,” Ferdinand said as she put the whip on the ground and replaced it with the torch that was hanged on the wall. He touched the torch on Amara’s torso and produced quite a burn marks. He continued to do so until Lance exhausted.

“Exhausted yet?” Ferdinand asked as he looked at Amara’s body which was full of blood and wounds. The pants that he wore had already full of holes and burn marks. Amara’s face looked very miserable considering a day full of miserable torturing.

The count left her inside the dungeon alone with a guard. Amara was hanged up that night too and he couldn’t sleep at all. She loses her hope of surviving since the manor was heavily guarded and the person that knew this tragedy was only Lance.

“AMARA!!”