The Whip
The lashing tongue of the whip kissed the bound flesh beneath it like a serpent, leaving in its wake a raw and bloody trail. The one of the receiving end of the flickering devise whimpered in pain, afraid to cry and not willing to give them the satisfaction of hearing him cry out. Over and over and over again, one blow's icy pain melding into the next. The serpent wrapped around his neck, startling him and stealing his breath.
"Are you going to tell me where your little gundam friends are now?" Unfeeling, snickering, completely enjoying watching the lithe body real at every sting they dealt.
He spat in his face, eyes narrowed and scornful. No words were needed. He was afraid to speak, not sure at to how strong he would sound. Rather seem impudent than frightened. The whip retracted, blood seething down the downy throat and pooling in the contours at the base of his neck. A strike to each arm, each leg, every part of exposed skin was kissed repeatedly with the icy leather tongue. Mortal red pooled on the cold stone floor, leaving bloody trails down the legs of the victim.
I'm going to bleed to death he thought, I already feel dead, god what's taking so long. Let me die.
The whip was the only reminder of life to him, it's cold pain reawakening all senses.
I will never betray my friends so why do you keep this up? I'm dead. See how my body hangs lifelessly from these chains? Can't you see? Stop it already. Leave me to die in peace.
One, two, three, four… each amazingly finding a new area to split open, fresh blood to spill.
"Why don't you speak? Afraid you may dishonor yourself with the information we seek?"
I have no voice. You took it from me with your vile serpent. Take my life. It means nothing to you and it's useless to me. Just hurry up and kill me.
"Pity, you were a beauty." Regret? No, he's mocking me with that sadistic tone.
The whip strike once more and night falls over the tired eyes. One, two, three, just in case. The door opened and the man left the cell, his feet leaving trails of the blood he'd spilt. Darkness encloses and death befalls. Shinigami has come to claim his prize.