Rigel had locked the androgynous beautiful boy—who served as one of the leaders of the secret eting—inside a prison cell.
He then entered the cell himself to torture the defiant youth.
"Kukuku. Prepare yourself."
"What are you planning to do…? I won't yield to sothing like torture!"
The androgynous beautiful boy shouted.
Rigel grinned wickedly and declared,
"No, you will yield. What I'm about to do is a form of torture that doesn't involve pain, yet brings unimaginable suffering."
"W-What…? Just what are you—"
"You'll understand soon enough."
With that, Rigel tied the boy's hands behind his back with rope. He then restrained both of his legs as well.
"Kukuku… There we go…"
"Ugh… What is this? —Ah!?"
The beautiful boy let out a scream.
The ropes binding his hands and feet were connected to another rope, and he was hoisted into the air. His body faced downward, with both arms and legs pulled upward. Naturally, the strain on his limbs was imnse, causing intense pain.
(What the hell is this…? Suspended in this position, I can't move properly at all…)
The beautiful boy grit his teeth, lanting his current situation.
"Fufu. This pose is sothing like an 'inverted shrimp hold,' I suppose. How is it? Painful?"
"Gah… Guh… Y-You bastard… Rember this… I'll make you regret it."
"Hou… You've got plenty of spirit. But I wonder how long that bravado will last?"
Rigel laughed with amusent as he touched the boy's body. Then he began slowly spinning it. From above, it was in a clockwise direction.
"Guuh!? What the hell are you doing!?"
"What, you don't get it? Then learn with your own body."
As Rigel answered, he continued rotating the beautiful boy's body. The rope suspending him twisted more and more, gradually digging into his flesh.
"Uuu…! Guh…! Aaaah…!!"
The burden on his limbs was already heavy. He had no idea how much worse it would get. The boy scread in pain.
At the sa ti, he felt sowhat let down. All Rigel was doing was slowly spinning him while he hung in the air. The rope was twisting because he kept turning him clockwise, but…
This much I can endure.
That was what the beautiful boy thought.
"Fufu… It's twisted quite nicely now. This should be good."
"Kuh… D-Do you really think… sothing like this… will make scream…?"
"There's still more to co… The real fun starts now. My part is done for the mont. I'll just watch comfortably from outside the cell."
"Wh-What!?"
"Kukuku. Enjoy yourself."
Without answering the boy's question, Rigel left the cell.
Only the suspended beautiful boy remained.
"W-Wait… What the hell are you planning!? —Mmh?"
Even though Rigel had left, the suspended boy's body began to slowly rotate again.
It was only natural. The rope that had been twisted clockwise by Rigel's hand was under heavy torsion. Once released, it would naturally spin counterclockwise to unwind itself.
"Uuu!? Guh… Gah… S-Stop it…"
The beautiful boy desperately tried to resist, but no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't escape this state. Being suspended made it impossible. The only ways to stop the rotation were for soone else to hold him still or wait for the twist to naturally unwind.
But this was a prison cell. In other words, he had no choice but to endure and wait.
"Guh… Uuh… Aaaah…!"
The beautiful boy let out agonized cries. The pain in his suspended arms and legs was bad enough. On top of that, the unceasing rotation gradually increased in speed. The act of spinning itself wasn't terribly painful, but continuously rotating in the sa direction at high speed caused horrible dizziness.
"Uep… Guh… Gah… Haa… Haa…"
He felt nauseous but desperately held it back.
Finally, the rotation began to slow down. The beautiful boy felt a mont of relief—but then—
"Wha…? I-It's starting again…!"
This ti his body began rotating clockwise again.
Rigel had spun him clockwise manually. Then ca the natural counterclockwise unwinding. Now it was spinning clockwise once more.
"Uuh… Uuu… N-No more… I can't…"
Tears welled in his eyes as he muttered weakly. The pain in his limbs was considerable, but far worse was the seasick-like sensation. It felt as if his brain was being violently churned inside his skull.
"Kukukuku. How about it? Still not going to scream?"
Rigel, standing outside the cell, laughed with enjoynt.
"Kuh… Sothing like this… won't…!"
The beautiful boy forced a defiant expression even as his face twisted in pain. However, deep inside he was growing desperate.
(If this keeps up… it's bad… Soone… please co quickly…!)
Even though he thought that, no help would arrive. This was a heavily guarded prison. No one was coming.
"Nice. Do your best to endure, okay? If you were a woman, I'd probably skip the torture and just rape you… But since you're a man, I can purely enjoy the torture."
"Uuu… If I were a woman, you wouldn't be doing this kind of torture…?"
"That's right. Well, it depends on my mood… I might have lost patience and moved straight to rape."
"..."
"Got sothing to say? Well, it doesn't matter since you're a man. Just quietly keep enduring this torture."
As he listened to Rigel's words, the androgynous beautiful boy was crushed by despair.
"Well then, enjoy your suspended spinning for a while. I'll co back later."
"Wait—"
Ignoring the boy who tried to say sothing, Rigel walked away. He opened the door leading out of the prison room, stepped outside, and slamd it shut with a loud bang.
---
Rigel had left the beautiful boy in limbo as part of his neglect play.
It wasn't simple neglect, however. He had bound the boy's hands and feet, suspended him from the ceiling, and even added rotational torture on top of it. After killing ti outside for a while, Rigel returned to the prison cell.
"Hey. Sorry for the wait. —Hm? You look pretty pale. You okay?"
"…"
"No reply ans you're fine, right? Then—"
"W-Wait… please… Haa… Haa… Just let rest… a little longer…"
The beautiful boy begged while gasping for breath.
"Hah? Rest? Don't spoil yourself. Do you not understand your position?"
"B-But… This is just too much… Uep…"
It was probably the result of being spun endlessly while suspended. The beautiful boy looked severely nauseous, as if he had suffered seasickness on a storm-tossed ship.
"Ooh, you look like you're suffering. If you were a woman, I could have trained you as a sex slave, but…"
"Wha—!? I-In that case—"
The beautiful boy shouted as if he had found a ray of hope.
But Rigel cut him off.
"Too bad. I don't have any interest in doing that kind of thing with a man."
"T-That's not—"
"Don't worry. I have a promise with Miranda, so I won't kill you. Though I'll make you suffer enough that you'll wish you were dead. Kukuku…"
"P-Please listen to ! —Mgh!?"
"Idiot. A traitor like you doesn't even have the right to open your mouth."
Rigel shoved a cloth into the beautiful boy's mouth and tied it tightly like a gag so he couldn't spit it out.
"Now then, shall we continue? For now, the suspended torture is over. I'll loosen so of the ropes."
"Mgh!?"
Rigel roughly untied the ropes. For the beautiful boy, whose body had been damaged by the long suspension, even this was extrely painful. His eyes widened in agony.
But there was nothing he could do about it now. Not only had his joints taken heavy damage, but he was also ntally exhausted. He no longer had any strength left to resist Rigel.
"Kukuku. Next, I'll tornt you with a different thod."
"…?"
"Just watch."
Rigel grinned and reached for the boy's clothes.
Rip!
With brute force, he tore the upper garnts off the boy's body.
"Muu!?"
The beautiful boy blushed in sha. It was a reaction more like a maiden's.
"Hou. You've got quite a beautiful body. Looks just like a girl's. —Hm? This is…"
Rigel stared at the boy's body with interest. His eyes stopped on a certain spot.
"You… Why are you wrapping a sarashi around your chest?"
"Mnu!? Mnn—!!"
"Ah… I see. So that's what it is…"
Rigel made an expression as if he had figured it out.
"Kukuku… Did you get injured in the chest or sothing? Co to think of it, you ntioned you were working as an adventurer to broaden your knowledge, right?"
"Nn!? Nnn!!"
The beautiful boy desperately shook his head. It looked as if he was trying to deny what Rigel was saying, but—
"Bullseye, huh? Well, it doesn't matter what kind of wound you have. It shouldn't affect the tornt I'm about to inflict on you."
"Nn!?"
"For now, I'll check what kind of injury it is. It'd be boring if you died unexpectedly from so wound I didn't know about. —Here we go!"
Rigel roughly unwound the sarashi wrapped around the beautiful boy's chest.
When he saw the two exposed mounds, he burst into mocking laughter.
"Hahaha! What cute little nipples. Pretty rare for a guy to have nipples like these, aren't they? No, even most girls have bigger nipples than this. Kukuku…"
"Nn… Nnu… Fuu… Haa…"
Being laughed at by Rigel, the beautiful boy's face turned bright red with embarrassnt and humiliation.
"However… there's not a single wound anywhere. Now I don't understand why you were wearing a sarashi."
"Mnu! Mnn—!!"
The beautiful boy seed desperate to say sothing. However—
"Well, whatever. It's probably nothing important. You were probably just embarrassed about having girly nipples… Is that it?"
"Mngh…! Mnggggggh…!! （T-That's wrong…!）"
"Hahaha… If you were a woman, I'd want to suck on them, but… Unfortunately, I don't like n's nipples."
"Mngh… Mngguh…!"
"Hmph… What's wrong? You're making a weird face. Got sothing you want to say?"
"Mnu… Mnuu…!"
The beautiful boy desperately tried to convey sothing, but the gag muffled his words, and they never reached Rigel's ears.
"Whatever. I'm not interested in your nipples anyway."
With that, Rigel flicked the small protrusion on the boy's chest with his index finger.
It wasn't the gentle caress he used when fondling won during his rapes. It was a very crude flick.
Even so—
"—Nn!"
The beautiful boy's body twitched sharply.
"What? A man, yet you feel it from your nipples? Haha… What a disgusting guy. —Well, whatever. That was enough of a sideshow. Let's move on to the next torture."
Rigel laughed as he spoke.
Then he took the androgynous beautiful boy with him and headed to another location.
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