Aubrey
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Post by Aubrey on Dec 20, 2006 20:44:51 GMT -5
Aubrey landed weakly in a heap on the floor, coughing and panting for air and crying from both the near suffocation and because in order to be dragged up the stairs and thrown into the room, Raechen had had to touch him, and the poor boy was terrified of touch. Trembling, he turned to look at the two before he slowly stood.
"P-please.." he begged, moving to lean against the wall. "Please d-don't.."
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Post by Arion on Dec 20, 2006 20:53:37 GMT -5
Raechen slowly approached Aubrey, then grabbed him roughly, turned him around and shoved him against the wall he leaned against! Then he grabbed the boy's arms and put them in the chains hanging from the wall, fastening them there tightly!
"Be silent!" Raechen insisted. "I'm afraid that my dear friend Eligor insists you be punished. So you shall be."
With that, Raechen tore the shirt from Aubrey's back and threw it to the floor. Then he tore away the boy's pants and threw them to the floor as well. Then Raechen stepped back and pulled out his whip again! Raechen raised his whip, preparing to make all his sick, carnal, desires come true!
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Aubrey
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Post by Aubrey on Dec 20, 2006 21:01:44 GMT -5
Aubrey could not fight against the frightening Nymandine man, but only cried pathetically as he was touched, body shaking with fear as he was stripped bare. He shivered, pale flesh having nothing now to protect it from the air.
Futiley, he tried to struggle against the chains, but found no such luck, knowing it was a worthless effort from the beginning. He looked behind him, a new fear welling up in him. What was going to happen next? He caught sight of the whip and whimpered, placing his forehead against the wall. If he could try to phase it out.. maybe.. maybe..
But this would prove futile as well, and he knew it..
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Post by Arion on Dec 20, 2006 21:18:50 GMT -5
Raechen lashed out! He cracked the whip across the boy's back and buttocks, dozens of times, getting more excited the more the boy cried out! Then as the boy hung limply in the chains, Raechen stepped forward, unbound his wrists, wrapped the whip around Aubrey's neck again, and dragged the boy to the bed, throwing him face down on the bed, keeping the whip tight around the boy's neck! Then Raechen smiled a sick, twisted smile as he shoved down his own pants!
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Aubrey
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Post by Aubrey on Dec 20, 2006 21:25:39 GMT -5
[little bit of powerplay there..]
Aubrey hurt everywhere, the whip having left angry red welts across his flesh, even breaking skin with some of the more powerful strikes. It was funny, how much it hurt and how scared he was, but he could not cry right then.. He was tired, and dazed, and the fire in his body only made him want to pass out and find out this was all some sort of horrible dream..
He did not resist this time as the whip came around his neck, body shaking from being in such pain while his mind felt even a little numb. He welcomed the bed more than he should have, thinking for a moment that he might get to sleep before he chanced looking behind him and saw for himself what was going to happen next..
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Post by Arion on Dec 20, 2006 21:48:50 GMT -5
Over two hours later, Eligor watched as Raechen walked down the stairs with a wicked smile on his face. Eligor smiled and handed Raechen back his battle axe.
"You forgot that," Eligor told him. "You were obviously eager."
"He'll be up there for a while," Raechen told him. "He'll in fact have a hard time moving for a long time."
Neither of them noticed a young half-zhoan-half-human waiter listening in by the name of Loran. There was a small crowd in the bar right now. Eligor wouldn't care if Loran were gone for a little while.
So Loran crept up the stairs and went into the room where he saw Raechen take Aubrey. Loran knew Raechen from experience, he knew how brutal he could be, and he knew how terrified Aubrey was all the time, this experience would be devastating for him.
Loran opened the door to the room, his eyes went wide with what he saw!
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Aubrey
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Post by Aubrey on Dec 20, 2006 21:54:57 GMT -5
Aubrey lay limply on the bed, bleeding from wounds in his back- some from the whip, others not- his poor, abused buttocks, and even a few other places where Raechen's grip had actually pierced his flesh none too ceremoniously. He panted for air, dizzy and tired. He wasn't sure where the pain was coming from entirely, but he did know one thing..
He hurt.. It was a dull, throbbing pain that seemed to cover his entire body without any one main source, and newly dulled, crystal blue eyes stared at the wall, tears falling from them, yet no sound escaping him. His mind had not yet accepted what had just happened, and chances were high that when it did, he was going to be more of a wreck than he was now..
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Post by Arion on Dec 20, 2006 22:02:29 GMT -5
Loran quickly rushed down the hall then back, bringing with him sheets and clean clothes, not nice clothes, but clean. Loran went into the room, then shut the door behind him so no others would come in. He could preserve what little dignity Aubrey had left.
Loran slowly approached Aubrey. "Aubrey," he said slowly. "I...I brought you some sheets and clothes, here."
Loran moved to wrap the blankets around Aubrey's shoulders.
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Post by Aubrey on Dec 20, 2006 22:07:27 GMT -5
Almost immediately, Aubrey tensed, his shoulders raising and his eyes closing as the fabric touched him. Fresh tears fell from his eyes and his entire body shook and trembled, small sounds escaping him as he began to cry again. It hurt.. so.. much..
He had never felt so.. so..! He couldn't name it, but it was there. Contempt. Loathing. All things aimed at himself for not being smart enough to tell his father that Iodar was not safe to travel in. He knew the man had known that, but.. He should have said something!
But he hadn't, and now he was here, hating himself, feeling dirty and disgusting, not worthy of other people's care and even affection. No, he was sullied now, impure, garbage..
He couldn't stop crying.
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Post by Arion on Dec 20, 2006 22:18:52 GMT -5
"It's okay," Loran whispered putting the blanket around Aubrey's shoulders. "I know it hurts. Poor boy, the first time is always the hardest. I know how devastating it is, but...it will get easier."
Loran felt horrible giving such advice, but he knew how it went. There was no way Aubrey would escape this torture again. The only way was...
Loran shook his head. 'Forget it' he told himself firmly. 'I may have heard of others escaping, but I don't even know how, so I can offer no hope to this boy.'
"I wish I could undo his for you," Loran told him. "But I'm afraid you're just going to have to find a way to survive it."
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Aubrey
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Post by Aubrey on Dec 20, 2006 22:35:34 GMT -5
Sobs escaped him now, sound accompanying them as he reached up to pull the blanket around his shoulders even tighter. He was so embarrassed, and he hurt so bad! He didn't want it to get easier! He wanted to be able to get away from it all! To never be used in such a way ever again!
His tears fell more frequently now, a feeling taking over him that was nothing less than true pain and suffering. True sorrow.
He wanted to hide himself from the world, to never let the world look upon his broken form ever again. Of all things he could have wanted though, the most mundane was so simple, yet so impossible because he would never let another touch him ever again..
He wanted a hug..
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Post by Arion on Dec 20, 2006 22:52:08 GMT -5
ooc: (subtle)
Loran's eyes filled with tears at the sight of this poor boy, knowing more pain than one of his innocence should ever know. Loran had long ago learned to use his body to survive in Iodar, but this boy was far too innocent to ever learn such "skills."
Loran lay beside the boy and hugged him close from behind. Loran knew Aubrey would have to either learn to live with this life, or find a way to escape it.
But until then, Loran would do what he could to make things at least a little better for Aubrey.
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Aubrey
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Post by Aubrey on Dec 20, 2006 22:58:16 GMT -5
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Aubrey continued to cry, shaking and voice beginning to become a bit hoarse from too much use that was strenuous on top of that. He would never let another touch him again! But.. Loran hugged him, and he did not fight. A sharp hiss escaped him as he felt his injuries pressed against in the embrace, but he did not fight.
No, because as much as he vowed to never be touched again, he needed this one. He needed it like a fat kid needs cake after a week of fasting. It was no surprise that when he finally calmed down, he hiccupped, but his breathing calmed a bit, and it almost seemed as if he had fallen asleep, save for that he occasionally sniffled..
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Post by Arion on Dec 20, 2006 23:02:21 GMT -5
"Aubrey," Loran said hesitantly. "I...I'm sorry to ask this...but what will you do? You can't go on like this. What are you going to do? If you try to escape you'll be found and brought back, to severe punishment. Eligor has friends in the military, you won't get far without help."
Loran was worried about what Aubrey's answer would be. He knew Aubrey didn't have the skills to escape Iodar on his own, but what could be done?
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Aubrey
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Post by Aubrey on Dec 20, 2006 23:10:33 GMT -5
The teen was silent for a long moment, and then he sniffled again- a sign that he was still conscious. Aubrey was thinking hard, wondering that exact same thing. He seemed calm enough now, if only temporarily so. What would he do..? He couldn't just sit there and take it like some trained dog.. No, then Eligor and Raechen would win.
"I could always try to kill Eligor," he said in that hoarse, overused voice of his, but it was obvious in the tone that he didn't believe it could be done. "Or.. I could try to hide maybe.."
His voice almost told that he had little will to go on, little will to face what was to come.. And it was partially true; right now, he just wanted to sleep, and then worry about what to do. If it came to it, he could probably at least try to kill the Nymandine owner.. Maybe..
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