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I have some free time if you need art. Had a lot of fun with this one. #deathheadmoth #graphicdesign #inprogresspic #freehand #blend #throwback #SoulSucker #alchemistartisan
"I hear you have a thing for hot blonde vampires." Booker purred in a sarcastic tone before smirking darkly at the woman.
I want you to count out every strike while I spank you
If the chains embeded in vervain areound her wrists weren’t torture enough, not knowing what the wicked witch had in mind drove her crazy. She stared at the cold wall in front of her, her dress all ripped her in back and then she heard his steps walking towards her. He stopped behind her and she whimpered at the feeling of his breath against her ear, ‘’I want you to count out every strike while I spank you’’
‘’Please’’... She whispered quietly, and he answered with taking her dress off, exposing her back. Of all the people on the island, he was the person she feared the most, and who she tried to get even with. Not only he had control over her family, he also made her feel all kinds of pain the last few days. Today, it seemed she’d feel physical pain.
Chloe heard his steps taking some distance, and the whistle of a whip. The first strike burned like wild fire, and relutanctly she started the counting. As he went on, she noticed something was off... The wounds weren’t healing. ‘’Stop! Please! Stop!’’, she screamed, trying to squirm away from the shackles.
‘’Damn, Chloe... Now I’ll have to start over’’, Karlisle said, and she could swear he was smiling. ‘’Wh-Why I’m not healing?’’ she sobbed.
‘’Wrong!’’, he said sharply before striking her back again, harder than before. Her knees got weak and the only thing that kept her up were the shackles. ‘’He stroke her again and she cried in pain. A loud sigh was heard and she heard him walking towards her. ‘’I’ll tell you this again, and I do expect this is the last time I tell you. You, pitiful dead living beings. You’re just a puppet in my hands. If I want you to think there’s bugs eating you alive, I can make that possible. If I want you to drool like some veggie I’ll just need to snap my fingers, and if I want to make you bleed like a human, I have that knowledge and power to make it real’’
His cold tone made her get more scared than before. She looked at him by the corner of her eyes and begged. ‘’Please, stop it’’ she whispered. He shook his head and pursed his lips. ‘’This out of my hands, you’re the only one that can make it stop if...You count every strike’’, he grinned and took his position again. The whip hit her back again, and she muffled a scream, before starting the count for the second time that night. Once he finished it, she felt like there was no skin in her back. She felt her muscles all exposed and her own blood covering all over her body. And it wasn’t an illusion. It was real. She heard him talking something, and then the room got silent. The last thing she remembered about that night was the sound of her own blood dripping on the floor, and then she blacked out.
“--Do I know you?”