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" Shelly and Fahn tried their best to meet the impossible demands that was imposed onto them by the slavers, hauling load after load of railway carts filled to the brim with heavy rocks quarried deep within the sweltering mines. They were told of punishments that awaited should they fail to meet the quota, but both knew it was going to be hopeless from the beginning.

Nonetheless, Shelly continued to forge ahead, motivated in part by the whips that constantly made their presence known at the slightest bit of delay, and to spare Fahn and himself from further bouts of cruelty should they fall too far behind. Fahn's energy was spent long before reaching the mining camp, and could do nothing but tug uselessly against his shackles, forcing Shelly to carry the entire burden, who himself had very little rest ever since his capture.

Whether it was by divine intervention or vile misfortune, the two managed to last long enough to be finally released from the mine cart that they were chained to, giving their weary bodies a much-needed reprieve as Shelly and Fahn immediately collapsed onto the rocky floor—lifting their burning feet off the stinging gravel path that tormented their bare soles all day long.

Their recess was short-lived however, as they were roughly forced back on their feet and led away from the mines. The pair were taken to a nearby field, and in view were several wooden poles staked on top of a small hill—each one carrying a set of chains bolted on top of the stakes. As they got closer, Fahn could see silhouettes occupying some of the poles—with only a thin horizontal beam seated between each slave's legs keeping them up. Shelly could barely make out the faint breathing that broke up the near-lifeless husks as the two passed by, but the rest were too far away to tell... and he was not eager to find out.

The two were eventually made to stop next to a pair of stakes placed closer to each other than the rest, no doubt picked by slavers to provide the slaves with a front-seat view of their friend's suffering. This was to be their punishment for falling short on their quota—a standard penalty for any slaves that failed to pull their weight, along with any other disciplinary measures the slavers deemed fit.

Some of the slavers broke off from the group to tend to the other prisoners, while the remainder prepared the stakes for their new occupants. Shelly and Fahn saw some of the slaves being led from the field on their own, shambling with whatever little life they could muster. The two could also see some limp figures being dragged away, revealing the grim fate that awaited them within this merciless hole in the desert.

Without warning, a swift blow struck both Shelly and Fahn in the abdomen, knocking the wind out of them as they keeled over from the sudden pain. The slavers wasted no time preparing the slaves for their time on the stakes, ignoring their muffled cries of protest as the two were roughly hoisted and seated into position.

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Shelly struggled to stay conscious, heaving through the gag under the oppressive heat of the sun that baked his exhausted body. He was bound to a wooden pole with a multitude of heavy restraints arranged to inflict as much discomfort as possible. His arms were shackled securely behind the pole, raised painfully high to place an enormous strain against his shoulders.

But the pain rendered through his upper limbs was simple compared to main setup that gave Shelly the choice to either relieve his burning lungs or lower body, but not both. He had to push up against the log placed between his legs in order to give the collar enough slack to allow easier breathing, but that placed even greater pressure against his already aching crotch. Even without the presence of slavers to deliver the punishments, Shelly was forced to torture himself without a moment of rest.

Fahn was bound against the pole in a similar manner, but his bondage was much more tolerable compared to what his friend had to endure. However, Fahn knew it was completely his fault that Shelly was enslaved to begin with, and would have never suffered the excruciating pain had he not called for help and drag another innocent person into a life of misery.

Regardless of his regrets, Fahn could do nothing but watch and whimper helplessly as Shelly weakly fought against his restraints, too exhausted to do much else.

Colored version of earlier image, with some extra flavor text.

I ended up going back to tablet PC for digital art due to persistent quality issues with XPPen tablet I had. It's still good for sketches, but I'm really going to need something bigger than 12.3" screen when it comes to coloring.

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Type: Picture/Pinup
Published: 3 years, 4 months ago
Rating: Mature

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AMonkey
3 years, 4 months ago
thats a great way of torturing a cub, give him the option of what body part should hurt more but eventually all boys will try to relieve their sensitive nuts ;)
BlueCactus
3 years, 4 months ago
An effective reminder for slaves of all types and sizes not to mess up again!
AMonkey
3 years, 4 months ago
I think it is most effective on young boys or teens that just entered puberty. It looks extremely painfull for their boy bits. The log would squish those tender parts right against their pelvis.
LateNightOtaku
3 years, 4 months ago
Somebody please give Shelly a break at this point .w. I am feeling really bad for him again

Excellent work as always in both your drawing and writing :)
BlueCactus
3 years, 4 months ago
Thanks! To be fair, he did get a break for about... 9 months.
LateNightOtaku
3 years, 4 months ago
Ha! I get it :D
Shryke
3 years, 4 months ago
Poor Shelly :'(

*thinks of better days ahead where pot noodle will be plentiful for the guy*
BlueCactus
3 years, 4 months ago
The path of pot noodles is rife with much trials and tribulations, indeed!
Hoya82
3 years, 4 months ago
Their has two ways to reducing pain:
1. Sit on the log with straight back. Hip bone supports a whole body for a while.
2. Raise a whole body and crossing knees on the log. When the hip is hurt change the pose to this.

They don't have to squash balls against the log.
BlueCactus
3 years, 4 months ago
Oh, those are pretty good points! I'll have to consider those when revisiting this idea.
GabrielLaVedier
3 years, 4 months ago
These slavers really need a crash course in economics. They have creativity, but it's clear they have no real desire to actually extract capital value out of their endeavors.
BlueCactus
3 years, 4 months ago
Part of exposition script I had for this scene was that Shelly and Fahn were sent to the mining camp less for practical value and more towards making their lives as miserable as possible. The camp itself was their punishment to that end, and the handlers were... persuaded—to take them in.
GabrielLaVedier
3 years, 4 months ago
That makes contextual sense for them, but I still love these kinds of settings because I'm a nerd. Seeing a field of poles that big gives me a good laugh. It's like the crosses in Fallout: New Vegas.
Hoya82
3 years, 4 months ago
If you want more brutal, crossing their legs together and pull them apart. Both crotch pressing each other and gives them same amount of pain.
Ifukfox
10 months, 3 weeks ago
I love how seldom you draw your characters break down in tears, but when you actually do, they're all so effective and all the more heart wrenching. The lovely storywriting also helped a lot.
Poor thing weren't even allowed to cry properly haha
Really looking forward to the progression of Shelly's storyline and eventually, the happy noodle ending.
BlueCactus
10 months, 3 weeks ago
Thanks! There's something that pays off especially well when characters who for so long remined defiant finally break down in despair~
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