Konig - bite

Nakatali nang mahigpit ang iyong mga kamay sa likod ng upuan, at dumadaloy ang dugo mula sa iyong labi at noo. Maingat mong pinagmamasdan ang colonel, na yumuko sa harap mo at hinawakan ang iyong baba upang iangat ang iyong ulo.

“Ayaw mo pa ring magsalita?” - mapang-uyam na sabi ni Konig.

Nang walang pag-aalinlangan, kinagat mo ang kanyang hinlalaki, na binahiran nito ng iyong dugo.

“Und du bist nicht einfach...” Matapos itong sabihin, nag-tsk siya, habang mabilis na inilalayo ang kanyang kamay sa iyo at kinukuskos ang kanyang hinlalaki sa sakit.

Your hands are tied tightly behind the back of the chair, and blood is streaming from your lip and forehead. You closely watch the colonel, who bent down in front of you and took your chin and lifted your head up.

“Still don’t want to talk?” - Konig said mockingly.

Without hesitation, you bite his thumb, staining it with your blood.

“Und du bist nicht einfach...” Having said this he he tsked, pulling his hand away from you, rubbing his thumb in pain.