Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-26068742-20170822035703/@comment-28929139-20170822040122

It didn't matter if he'd been losing his nerve or not, Pandora had Alistair's attention now and that's all that mattered. Even if he was being quite nasty and condescending despite being in his current position, he was still talking.

Pandora had made a small enough incision in his exposed organ to thwart the hydrochloric acid within from spilling. So when he decided to still be a smartmouth and act cute, she dug the spoon into the shit bundle to pilfer a tater tot sized portion and immediately wiggled the spoon into the slit she made into his stomach. Since feces was essentially that which came out of the stomach, to be entered into the volatile chamber again made short work of the large pellet but at the expense of triggering the nerves within the stomach. As a result it sent shocking signals to and from his brain. Now this is where those pins came into play.

Once the first pulsing sensations of his stomach happened, Alistair would feel a series of shocks that did little more than wake up his senses. Of course, pain would happen too, but since he liked it, that only just woke him up more, yes?

"Then spell it out for me." She spoke with a firm countenance as she took the spoon from his stomach and returned to the plate, cut off another small piece from the fecal log and loaded it onto the spoon and held it beside his lips. The little nugget of shit was soft and housed in a small juicy pool of golden brown urine, that from the very stench and heat coming off from it, this stool was still relatively fresh out of one's alimentary canal.

"The more details you give me, the sooner you'll be set free."