My hands clenched even more tightly on the pieces of the bolt.
14
142
It was now stained with my blood.
14
143
I could feel the muscles of my arm and back pitting their strength against the obdurate metal.
14
144
A spear sank into the wood of the platform.
14
145
Sweat burst out from every pore on my body.
14
146
Another spear struck the wood, closer than the first.
14
147
It seemed the metal would tear the flesh from my hands, break the bones of my fingers.
My hands clenched even more tightly on the pieces of the bolt.
It was now stained with my blood.
I could feel the muscles of my arm and back pitting their strength against the obdurate metal.
A spear sank into the wood of the platform.
Sweat burst out from every pore on my body.
Another spear struck the wood, closer than the first.
It seemed the metal would tear the flesh from my hands, break the bones of my fingers.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter )