40 Sharon Stone (1/2)

Sharon lasted about 9 rounds, just shy of the double digits.

It is a far cry from what Halle Berry had to endure when she unrestrainedly sends my precious family jewels to heaven, let alone comparing to the thousand of times I did.

Feels like a lifetime ago despite it was only barely a couple of months since I had ran into Halle.

Years have actually passes for me due to one thing or another, but my appearance remains the same, frozen in time.

Freezing time is just too awesome.

There are so many applications.

Every new idea I try, more appears – the cycle never ends.

Speaking of cycle, one is about to end.

”Please... please... don't... please... Mr. Maxwell...”

Sharon cries desperately.

A metal bat grips tightly in both of her hands. The top of the weapon is bent, coating with bloods from all the times she has used it to tenderize a piece of human meat.

In front of her is a table.

Howard is on it, spread out and beaten to a bloody pulp.

It is not my handy work.

Sharon did all of that, under my enforced guidance.

She has refused to do it at first, but a little flaying here and there does gets her started. It is either her or him, and she chooses him out of fear or pain or both.

It is also the only time I have tortured her physically, after giving her the frightening impression of my fake profession – the hypnotist.

People always shove others in front of the hypothetical train to save themselves. There are exception to the rule of course, especially a mother protecting her child.

As for her mental state, Sharon is on the verge of insanity.

Anymore would push her over the edge. She will never recovered from something like that. It would be a waste if she has to be submitted into a mental institution or worst. She is one of the more talented actresses in Hollywood after all.

The same could not be said for Howard. He is already gone after the 7th round – quite amazing mental forte if I think about it.

Howard did suffer the full brunt of the torture, starting with his manhood each and every time due to what I have said back in those seminars.

I have meant what I had said then. It is entirely his fault for completely disregarding my stern warning.

It might be better that he didn't feel anything anymore for what I am about to do.

I will definitely have Howard killed in a rather public manner.

His death will serve as an good example to everyone working under me in Terra Entertainment.

The cop will question the circumstances around his death, but there will be absolute no proof linking back to me asides from some small minor details.

”Please... I will anything... anything at all... just don't make me do... anymore of this...”

Sharon utters as she continues to smash Howard with the metal pole, earning some fainted yelps and screams from the unconscious man.

This is purely reflex. Howard is in a coma due to being in so much pain.

I stop Sharon and take the metal back off her hands. She breaks down afterwards, collapsing onto the bloodstained carpet, crying hopelessly.

Sharon cannot possibly goes through another torturous loop, and I don't really want her to. What she has been through is sufficient to teach her a lesson.

She will not dare to lie in front of my face ever again.

In an instant, I am back in my seat behind my desk, facing Mr. Weinstein and Miss Stone. They looks like they have been through hell and back and then through it again – several times. They don't seems to have any word to say.

”I suppose I should thank you for your hard work, Mr. Weinstein. Please have a rest now.”

The moment I finish speaking, Howard vanishes into thin air, right ing front of Sharon.

She is attentive enough to see what had just happened.

”Please no more, please no more.”

Sharon screams and cradles herself into the corner. She still believes that she is under hypnotism.