Meat Tenderizer by Hoku Lani – Non-Fiction

Unable to stand any longer, the son of a God falls to his knees. He actually said he would defeat evil by letting it do the worst to him. The tool used to drop him to his knees was a Roman flagellum. Really nothing more than a flagrum, in which small rocks or bone fragments were also attached on the end of the thongs.

The flogging reaches a fevered pitch, opening huge wounds, exposing muscle, sinew, ribs, and opens a gaping wound, much like a window at his Achilles’ tendon. Looking down at the leather whip consisting of three thongs, each ending with two lead balls designed to tear flesh, I thought how wise Lilith was to suggest the perfect weapon of choice for inflicting such Divine pleasure.

Blood covers the ground in puddles as I lean over and whisper in this fool’s ear —

“This instrument is typically used to tenderize a piece of meat and any fool who willingly accepts the judgment of god, when he claims to be that god, is a piece of meat crying out to be tenderized.”

Continuing with the flogging, I step back and strike again with full force, the iron balls cause deep contusions, and the leather thongs and sheep bones cut into the skin and subcutaneous tissues.

Every strike on this God child’s back, sends waves of pleasure throughout my core. Both of my thighs appear to be weeping as the juices seep from my crotch. As the flogging continued, the lacerations tear into the underlying skeletal muscles and produce quivering ribbons of bleeding flesh while my body also quivers repeatedly in numerous orgasms delivered by almost every strike.