| I look up at the yellow orb and wave. *laughs*
I picked up a young Jhelomite girl whom I thought would be a useful source of information. It was a spur of the moment thing, an opportunity to be seized. The trouble with unplanned activities is that unless you are extremely lucky, they usually end in failure. This one turned out to be no different. I did not really hurt her all that much as it soon became apparent that she was ignorant and na?ve. Still, I frightened the wits out of her psychologically and told her I would let her go if she kept her trap shut. I let G re-emphasise what would happen if she told anyone about being my guest and threw her in a cell to think on things overnight. The next day Faeryl, tired of her snivelling, threw her out.
Unfortunately word got back to me that no sooner was she free, she had blabbed about what had happened to two humans known to me. Given who she had spoke to, I was not particularly concerned. It was an easily deniable situation, but there are principals at stake here. I ordered Faeryl to bring her back to me. She stupidly denied she had spoken out at first, that was her first mistake. *grins wickedly* What followed was the systematic brutalisation of a young girl. A harsh lesson indeed. First by me, then by G, then by both of us together. Several days of this followed. She will never be the same again. In the end there will only be one conclusion. If she is still alive by the time we grow bored, she?ll be nothing but a gibbering wreck. Her life ruined and without meaning. Better for her she dies. Let that be a lesson for all. Nobody crosses Vierna Hun?ett, second daughter to House Hun?ett, and gets away with it!
I said that unplanned activities rarely succeed, well the next one proved to be the exception to the rule. I was strolling through the yellow town with G when none other than T?ristre Von?Sah passed us. *laughs with delight* I quickly accosted her and after making sure the streets were quiet, advised her that it would be in her interests to come with me without fuss. *laughs again* It was the last sensible thing she did that night. So now I had in my possession as a guest a priestess?a PRIESTESS would you believe??of the impotent masked coward Vhaerun!
She refused to give me any information, but I expected that. This was not some soft human or elf but a Drow. A totally misguided one, but a Drow nonetheless, conditioned to suffer. So I, G and a few of my followers set to work. Tied securely to a post, a few judicious beatings were handed out. This naturally led to several broken bones. I am determined to torture Vhaerun out of her and bring her back to what a true Drow?a true Drow female should be. Still defiant, she started praying to her god. *laughs* Big mistake. Oh stupid T?ristre do you not know he has ran away. Ran away from his mother like he always does. *laughs more* So for her insolence and stupidity I burned the top of her right thigh with a white hot iron. I burned the same spot repeatedly, the room stank of burnt flesh. I doubt the wound will ever heal. And still she remained defiant. Stupid bitch!
There is a little sex game, a favourite of mine, which involves the use of a burning candle. What you do is hold the candle above your partners body and tilt it in such away that the hot wax begins to drip. When the hot wax hits certain sensitive areas, at first there is a little pain, but it is followed by exquisite pleasurable sensations. It is also a variation of an exquisite torture. I had T?ristre tied face down onto a table, so that before me her naked back presented me with a canvas. I had in my hands a white hot iron and a length of copper wire. Positioning both just above her back, I touched the copper wire with the hot iron. As the copper melted it dripped onto her back?.oh how she screamed! I then proceeded to etch a spider image on her back using the molten copper. Is it not wonderful. A spider burned into the back of a Vhaerun priestess. *laughs wickedly* Lloth burned into her flesh forever! Oh the beauty of it!
When done I threw her into a secure cell. She will never leave this place alive!
I watch, I assess, I report.
Vel'drav l' sil'in qu'ellar d'Hun?ett zotrethen??Jal zhal sha-rasa!!!
Lloth tlu laoles, dosst handmaiden orn naut hojh dos!!!! |