Lighting a lantern is pure torcher.
When my kidnappers shoved a sock down my throat, I was filled with such clothing for them.
The professional torturer had to hire a bookkeeper who understood a cruel accounting.
My friend Grant had his skin forcibly removed. What a flay Grant violation.
The server at the restaurant told such awful jokes, it was torture. I wanted him charged with waiterboreding
The hardest working torturers take advantage of frequent flayer points.
To make crucifixion victims suffer, they nailed them die agonyly.
Forced against your will to eat frozen water? You’ve suffered a great ingest ice.