At this point, I was too weak to even let out grunts of pain, I just took it in silence. After that, I really have no idea how long that was; he let me fall to the floor again heaving. In the hour or two I was there (I later found out the whole thing took two and a half hours) I received the most vicious beating in my life. Again he let me have a few moments to breath, but he didn't wait long, he wanted to finish me off and stand victorious. I remember seeing it in his eyes, he felt like a strong man that day, so I guess mission accomplished!
"Ant so tuff now are you little boy", he said to me as I just lied there breathing heavily. He was having a ball with this, he felt powerful like never before. He asked me if I wanted to stop, to which being a cocky bastard told him if he even started the beat down yet. Yea that was a dumb thing to say. He responded by slamming a knee down right to my relaxed and very beaten stomach. He laughed and said something I couldn't even try to make out. I was seeing stars at this point. He continued doing this a few more time before he sat down on stop of me. He gently rubbed my stomach and chest, trying to soften the beaten that he inflected on me.
Yea right…
As he saw me relax a bit, I thought he was done for the day, so he launched a new assault right to my solar pelxus and upper abs. There had to be a steady 10 mins of nothing but "ooph" "ughhh" "ahhhh" from me. Each punch sunk in, and made my body shake from the impact! He knew I was done, or at least very close to it. More like done…. Standing me back up (i was wobbly at best) he pulled back his arm and launched a mean right cross right to my gut and forced it in as hard as he could. My arms wrapped around my gut as I feel to my knees. The only reason I was still upright was because his fist was still firmly implanted in my stomach. With a mean laugh, he threw away my arms and landed one last upper cut to my stomach before I hit the ground.
I was done, and I couldn't even tap out.
He laughed and said I was "the most awesomeest person ever" and massaged my stomach and chest until I could at least sit up on my own. Now that I think about this again, I think it was a good half an hour before I could even move my arms. I wound up spending the night at his place and he took me home the next day.
Thankfully nothing required me taking off my shirt for the next couple of days…