Pain in darkness - Warning - Contains scenes of violence and torture

[Iradtoki]

The ship had left CZ 220 in a rush, leaving no time for Althea and Cordelia to find a rescue party. The bounty hunters had finally succeeded where so many others had failed. They weren’t going to risk their prize. Pulling her into a cell they stripped her of her gear and dressed her in slave rags. Locking the other stuff away separately, they didn’t want her calling for help either. Jumping quickly into hyperdrive they made for Tattooine and docked into a private port before dragging the girl with them. Iradtoki held no illusion to where she was, she was in her Masters home. The hutt looked up with a malicious grin to see his pet finally dragged in before him and thrown to her knees before handing the lead hunter a few cred sticks worth a kings ransom who bowed his head leaving Iradtokis gear to the side and left

Khalorvoh: Oh my pet, you are a little scamp aren’t you, so much you have cost me and all so you could be off your leash for a while? We will get to your punishment soon for your disobedience but first there is one other thing we must be sure of.

The hutt waves his hand and a human man comes in from the side room, a large needle in hand. Injecting her with it with little care for the pain it causes her she could be heard whimpering briefly before he bows his head and turns leaving again.

Khalorvoh: That my pet in case your wondering is Bavo Six. A nice little concoction that means I won’t have to worry about you telling me stories rather then the one thing I want to know. Now tell me pet, why am I after you?

Iradtoki: Because I know about the books of the Je’daii texts you bought to sell to some dark buyer

She had said it, she didn’t want to say it, but it poured out before she could stop it, a whimper escaping her as the hutts eyes darkened at her answer though he nodded briefly.

Khalorvoh: Well now pet, you have placed me in quite a dilemma. I would simply kill you, but now I need to worry about the Republic and the Jedi themselves. They will come for you and if your dead then there will be bigger issues. No I won’t kill you. We will have to make sure though you won’t ever talk.

He nodded over to some soldiers who walked up grabbing her roughly, she thought for a moment she saw some compassion in his gaze, but it was soon hardened with a look of anger, perhaps even hatred

Khalorvoh: Fifty lashes per day every day for her insolence and the trouble she has brought me, no food and water for the next three days, and keep her in containment. Let the doctors know to begin pain therapy. She will break, hopefully before those Jedi fools arrive to retrieve her. After her third day, only enough to survive. Nothing more.

The soldiers nodded pulling her off to one of the smallest sections of the halls detainment areas. The sound of the lash and screams of pain following their arrival to the count of fifty as per orders before Iradtoki was thrown into a small room, the lights shut off, and the door closed tight letting in no light. No food or water would arrive for three days, and the only people that would arrive would be the doctors or the soldiers with a whip. Quietly, through her tears of pain she reached out to the force to heal the worst of her wounds and stop the bleeding before curling up on the floor to rest.

[Iradtoki]

Several hours had passed, though for Iradtoki she really couldn’t be sure. It seemed like days in the lightless room she had been locked into. The doctor opened the door flooding the room with light causing her to wince. He walked in hauling her up and into the light while examining her over

Doctor: Hmm, the lash marks have already healed. She has access to the force. Make sure to make a record of this.

Data Droid: Recording…

She was a bit disoriented from the light exposure but looked around noting several armed guards as she was lead to what looked to be a medical room. Two soldiers wordlessly grabbed her, hefted her onto the table and strapped her down then took their place back by the wall. Iradtoki noted quickly they did not seem to want to watch whatever was going to happen. The doctor walked over grabbing measuring tapes to make recordings of her physical size calling them off as the droid continued making notes.

Doctor: Now miss Iradtoki, you have unfortunately come across information you were never meant to know. We need to remove that knowledge, and unfortunately there is no really nice way to do this, so it is going to hurt, extensively. Its nothing personal, but your Master pays me quite well. I do advise just submitting, let the pain do its work. I mean, it takes away my fun in the matter, but it will lessen the pain for you.

He walked over to her attaching sticky pads to the side of her head, then clipped in chords attached to them before shoving a bit into her mouth

Doctor: Can’t have you bite off your own tongue now can we? Well then, shall we get started?

He walked briefly from her line of sight and turned a switch from 0 to 4 on a dial going up to 6, the sound of loud buzzing was heard across the medical rooms as well as muffled screams on pain, off and on this went for what felt like eternity before the droid beeped an alert to the doctor as her vitals were getting too low for sustainability.

Doctor: Already? he let out a low sigh I had so hoped she would last a while longer, but oh well, always later.

He walked back over removing the bit and smiled at the haze of her eyes, nodding his approval he had two of the guards drag her back to the room, promising to see her again very soon. Her mind clouded and foggy as she was dumped back into the room, her body twitching still from the electrical energy as she curled up as best as she could, waiting for the pain to fade off and her mind to try and clear.

[Iradtoki]

The twitching had stopped some time ago, the pain was far less then it had been from the shocks though she still found herself a bit hazy. She flinched as she heard the door open again, the light blinding her eyes yet again as she was pulled out and brought into another room and chained but this time upright. She looked around spotting a man grinning at her, and between the look and the emotions, her stomach twisted. His emotional state was a near constant state of euphoria and joy, but his grin was sadistic. Nothing good was going to come from this

Interrogator: Ahh, you must be miss Iradtoki. Welcome welcome my dear. Such fun were going to have today. I am gonna ask you many, many questions, you of course are going to try and deny me my answers. Then, I am going to make you scream. Such fun we will have!!

Iradtokis stomach turned at the realization of what was to come, fear filling her features as she heard his “game”. She could only watch as he stepped over to a table picking up a blade. She swallowed thickly as he walked back over and grinned at her once more

Interrogator: Ready?..Name the Jedi that protect the planet you were on.

Iradtoki: Stays silent, swallowing again fearfully but refusing to tell him anything

Interrogator: Oh such a good girl playing along! he moves forward cutting a line across her arm, not deep enough to do serious damage, but enough to make it hurt and burn Now, Who are the Padawans on the planet Veles you associate with?

Iradtoki: Again silence aside from her sobs of pain

Interrogator: Makes another cut along the side of her face Who will come to free you?

Iradtoki: Her eyes light up for a moment as she mentally pictures Zain, Althea, Andro, Seela and her own Master…yet quickly she bites it down, hiding it again, refusing to tell him anything

Interrogator: Ahh, I saw that my dear…Thats okay, it wont matter. another cut though along the side of the lekku getting a shriek from her

The process continues for just over an hour, getting no answers from her, he grins once more setting the long bloodied blade aside and looks to a guard giving a light nod to something before she is unchained and dragged back to her cell, though she is not left as usual, instead two others enter along with him and brutally beat and kick her till she lays crumpled and beaten on the floor, two turn and file out as the last one does a vitals check, ensuring she won’t die from the savagery then turns heading out as well locking her back into the darkness.

[Iradtoki]

She heard them coming before she saw the light under the door, she cowered back against the wall, whimpering softly in fear as to what might be coming. As the door opened two soldiers stepped inside and the whip came into view. She visibly trembled as they approached her, one using a remote in hand to lower manacles from the ceiling as the other grabbed her and hauled her up, the other quickly attaching the manacles.

The whip cracked again and again against her bared back. Screams of pain ripping through the chamber as drops of blood stained the floor around her. She could hear them barking questions, mostly about who her friends were, who would come to her rescue, who were the Jedi that she worked with, though short of the screams she remained silent. Eventually she blacked out from the pain and was dropped back to the floor. The whip coiled as they turned and walked back out of the room. The promise to return in the morning for her daily punishment left in her ears as the blackness swallowed her once more.

[Iradtoki]

Falling unconscious was not sleep, and every movement when she came too was like burning fire across her backside, she whimpered painfully as she tried to sit up. Having landed on her back on the floor had really distressed her back. She tried to settle against the back wall again as she wanted badly to sleep. Then she heard it again, her body tensing as the sound of boots came outside the door. She trembled whimpering visibly as the door opened. The guards looked in seeing her awake, the doctor coming in behind them calmly

Doctor: Ahh your awake. Good good, it means your still alive…

He walks over and pulls her forward pouring a cleaning solution over her back causing her to scream in pain, tears running down her face as she struggled to pull back to the wall

Doctor: Oh? We are feisty are we? Good, bring her to the medical office…Turns and walks out to his medical office as the guards enter the room grabbing Iradtoki as she struggles and drags her along too

Doctor: Lay her out on the rack there, after such a trying day she needs a good stretch. he had his malicious grin again

*She trembled as she was stretched out over the rack, chained into position as she struggled to pull free, the pain of her back arching through her as she whimpered.

Doctor: So, who are your friends in the Jedi?

Iradtoki: in a moment of defiance spits in his face

Doctor: wipes away the spit, looking down to her as he frowns at her That was very naughty. I see your more feisty then I thought today. We will have to ensure this is corrected. turning the handle four times he hears the body strain under the pull, cries of pain following the movement.

Iradtoki: Feeling her body strain she struggles as her abilities with the force activate under the strain as a scalpel flies up and slashes across his face forcing him away from the wheel. The guards immediately rush over to help the doctor as he looks at her with a look of malice

Doctor: Connect the damn electrodes!! NOW!

The guards rush over connecting the sticky pads and the wires, hooking her up and backing away as the doctor storms to the panel immediately without mercy turning it from 0 to 6 instantly causing her body to jolt severely through the painful shocks, screams of agony escape her as her body arches painfully, turning it off and on several times in anger. Before he allowed her to be unchained though, he walked over with a large syringe.

Injecting it into her she felt a surge of energy hit her body, a large dose of adrenaline as she realized the implications of it, not able to rest as she was dragged back to her cell. Thrown inside she curled against the back of her cell as she shook badly, unable to sleep, unable to focus, pain dulling her ability to think rationally, she sat there curled up muttering to herself slowly without any logical sense.

[Iradtoki]

She hadn’t been allowed to sleep, even when the adrenaline wore off, they would randomly come and pound on the door, sound a siren, anything to startle her and wake her back up again. Soon boots came to the door again and she coward against the wall curling into herself fearfully as the guards entered. One pushed his remote button as the shackles were again lowered causing her to whimper knowingly as the other walked over and hauled her up again allowing the first to chain her back into position. The whip cracked again to the count of fifty. She screamed in pain though they were no longer as loud, her throat was raw and sore, she slumped in the chains as he reached fifty and stepped away for the moment.

Eventually she was unchained but dragged off to a different room, chained into another standing position she felt cold water hit her body briefly as she was hosed off then set in a chair and chained in to watch and wait. Eventually the Interrogator came in, a tray wheeled in behind him and the first thing to afflict her senses, was the smell of food, purposely strongly scented to draw her attention, and a pitcher of water as well. The man sat nearby pulling the cart close between them but out of her reach as she eyes the tray hungrily. He grinned as he saw her reaction

Interrogator: Now miss Iradtoki, perhaps today you might want to be a bit more reasonable with information hmm? he smiled cutting across a portion of ahrisa and pouring a glass of water slowly, knowing all too well how it had her attention. Come on now, I know your hungry, tell me the name of your friends?

Iradtoki: Looked at the food and water, she could hear her stomach growl hungrily and her throat burned from all the screaming and the lack of water, she visibly trembled, though shook her head, refusing to betray them regardless of her own suffering

Interrogator: smiled having expected that answer and slowly, almost painfully so began to eat, and slowly drink, making sure she witnessed everything, stopping now and again with the same question to see if she would answer

Iradtoki: She tried to put her mind anywhere but on the food. She couldn’t betray them, she started thinking of the code of the Jedi, mentally reciting it to herself though she couldn’t deny the scents of food drawing her and keeping her unfocused, she had barely gotten a third of the way through when she couldn’t remember the rest without her mind being foggy.

Interrogator: You are strong willed young one, but you like all the others will break in the end. Why not just give me their names? I can promise the pain will lessen considerably and I will even give you food and water against your Masters orders, all you need to do is give me their names. putting on a sweet tone, trying to sound as if he cared or was in any form concerned about her

Iradtoki: She knew he was lying about his caring about her, he didn’t care, no one here did. She closed her eyes and shook her head refusing him once more

Interrogator: Sighs Ah very well, move her to position two in her cell and carry on as prior orders stated.

she was dragged back to her cell, the chains still hanging as she was put back into them, again she felt them beat into her as she lay hung from the chains, this time though they kept her awake and aware as they injected another adrenaline shot into her and left locking the door, leaving her chained. She could only touch the floor if she stood on her tiptoes to keep her in distress and pain. She either had to stand on her tiptoes constantly, or be held up by her arms. Neither was exceptionally pleasant.

[Iradtoki]

She had hung from the chains for hours, her arms burned as she tried desperately to rotate between standing on tiptoes and hanging from her arms, to give each a reprieve as much as she could. Her eyes closed as tears ran down her face as she heard the boots, she knew they were coming again, and there was nowhere to hide chained up like this. They walked in and unchained her as they pulled her back to the medical room, the doctor giving her a very displeased look as she saw the gash on his face.

Doctor: Ah, so were back. Hopefully with a bit of an attitude adjustment. If not, I will gladly give it again. he walked over attaching the sticking pads to her head as she trembles attaching the chords as he smiles down at her, the malicious look in his eyes as he steps back to the dial Alright now, lets start with a single name of one of your friends hmm?

Iradtoki: Eyes water with fear and pain, her body trembling as she watches his hand on the dial, shaking her head at the question

Doctor: Bad slave, bad bad slave, and bad slaves get punished. turns the dial from 0 to 4 instantly, sending a course of electricity through her body as she screams in pain and then turns it back to 0 Now…lets try this again, give me the name of one of your friends?

Iradtoki: Whimpers fearfully, her resolve starting to crack from the endless pain and torture, she starts to word something then stops herself, clearly breaking mentally under the constant abuse

Doctor: Notes the shift in the resolve and smiles to himself, hitting her again with the electricity set from 0 to 4, holding for several seconds then removing it again, walking over to her sobbing and battered form and gently caressing her face It pains me to mar something so…beautiful…give me a name…and I will let you go back to your cell…one name…thats it, and that will be all for now…his tone laced with honey and fake concern

Iradtoki: whimpers flinching at the physical contact though unable to pull away from him, her eyes close as she speaks in fear and distress Z…Z…Zain…oh gods Zain…im so sorry…begins to sob again

Doctor: Nods and motions for a guard to take her back to her cell for the time being looking to one of the droids recording things

Droid: That name is already on file doctor, nothing new was gathered.

Doctor: Perhaps not, but she is breaking, slowly and surely she will break and give me more. We have time. The fact she even gave me his name is a start.

Iradtoki was brought back to her cell and set back inside, though she was given another shot of the adrenaline to keep her awake and on edge, they didnt touch her beyond that and walked out, leaving her again in the darkness as she curled back into a corner crying heavily

[Iradtoki]

She was alarmed to hear them coming back so soon, it was early, she could still feel the adrenaline so knew it couldn’t have been more then a few hours. She curled into the wall whimpering as she was blinded by the light. Two sets of hands grabbed her from each side and pulled her along with them, back to her Master as she was thrown before him

Khalorvoh: Ahh, my little pet, how nice of you to come visit me…I hear you have been giving the doctor and my other servants a hard time? Such a naughty pet. Though it seems you are starting to remember your place aren’t you.

Iradtoki: In a soft almost inaudible whisper Yes…

Khalorvoh: Yes WHAT? Shouts at her suddenly at her lack of decorum

Iradtoki: yelps in fright as he suddenly shouts angrily Yes Master…she quickly stammers out seeking to appease him

Khalorvoh: Much better quickly calming Now, I have been thinking long and hard about your punishments…the removal of food and water and the lash is hardly enough, especially for the credits, resources and time you cost me looking for you to get you back rather then you returning to me like a good little slave, plus the collar you broke.

Iradtoki: Swallows hard in fear, wondering what he might in his rage decide to actually do to her next, looking at the growing crowd who had come to spectate and laugh at the slave who dared defy her Master, even other slaves.

Khalorvoh: You named one of your friends as “Zain” yes? Well, I think as punishment I shall send my assassins to go and remove the miserable wretch, teach them what happens when you don’t return my property!

Iradtoki: No…No please Master…please I beg you…dont hurt him please…she crawled before him bowing her head to the floor literally pleading with him, fresh tears forming as the guards grabbed her and pulled her back into position

Khalorvoh: Ahh, you have grown soft for this one…looking over to the assassins in his group Bring me his heart…she can have it as her first meal a dark sneer on his features As for the moment, you disgust me. motions to the guards as she remains with her head to the floor sobbing, the sound of a whip cracks repeatedly to the crowds encouragement as she cries out, the spectacle of her torture and beating being dragged out infront of onlookers for some time before he speaks again That will be enough…for now…take her back to her cell. Original orders regarding food and water and the lash stand. I will send for her when I want her again.

with that she is carried back to her cell, no longer able to stand on her own from the pain and dumped in a broken heap on the floor, a new adrenaline injection given then the door is shut again leaving her sealed in the darkness with the knowledge…Zain is going to die

[Iradtoki]

She looked up in exhaustion as she heard the boots approaching, fear creeping up her spine as she swallows thickly, though with no saliva left. The door opened bathing her in light as she grimaced and recoiled to the wall, the doctor stepping in and examining her again

Doctor: Ahh there you are, now now, no crying, were just gonna move to my office…boys wont you give the slave a hand?

The guards walk over carrying her and bring her into the medical office once more, chaining her back into the chair before stepping away back to the side and standing at attention. The doctor stepping forward attaching the pads and wires to various points of her body as he sits in a chair across from her holding a remote

Doctor: Alright dear, now you are going to start giving me names. Starting with your friends hmm? keeps the remote where she can clearly see it, his hand on the button

Iradtoki: Whimpers fearfully looking at the remote but avoiding eye contact with him I…I cant…they…they already are out to hurt Zain…please…

Doctor: Oh, I am sorry but that is the wrong answer pushes a button and her body is filled with electrical energy briefly as she tensed up crying out in pain Now…another name, come on slave. Tell me their names, or I will make this far worse for you.

Iradtoki: whimpers fearfully, her body trembling as she shakes her head, not wanting to betray her friends

Doctor: Sighs shaking his head Well slave, you have forced me to be more vicious with you. I didn’t want to be, but you have forced my hand. he walks behind her and out of sight before she hears something rolling over as he wheels in a burning brazier, metal prongs inside Now…I am going to ask you again, give me a name?

Iradtoki: P…please I can’t…please…she eyed the brazier fearfully as she trembles, tears running down her face as she struggles at the bindings

Doctor: Wrong answer again slave. Pulls out one of the metal prongs showing it to have a flat end that glows red hot, he presses it tight against her shoulder causing a sizzling sound and the smell of burning flesh as she shrieks in agony. The blade is held there a few moments before being placed back in the brazier before looking back to her Names…now.

Iradtoki: stuttering her words S…Seela…please…just stop…please…

Doctor: Nods to the droid to add that name to the record as he looks at her Keep going, I know theres more then that. fingers the next rod as if threatening

Iradtoki: L…Lucas…A…Althea…Andro…please…thats it…please…

Doctor: Good girl, very good girl, see I knew with some “encouragement” you could speak very openly. Now lets move on to the Jedi, give me their names.

Iradtoki: No…not that please…don’t ask me to betray them…

Doctor: Ahh my dear slave, you seem to value them more then the pain your going to suffer for refusing me, lets see how long that lasts shall we? Picks up another of the rods, placing it into the center of her back causing her to arch forward and scream struggling against the bindings before he sets that one away. Pulling out a third one and touching it to her side over her ribs. Another scream echoing from her as she sobs painfully, the fourth and final one at the moment touching her inner thigh as she recoils unable to scream anymore from the pain and rawness of her throat

Doctor: Now slave, names, and no more games or I won’t stop at three.

Iradtoki: Hangs her head as tears stream down M…Master Nulaa, Master Hohenfel, Master Vrake…thats it…I swear…please…no more…

Doctor: There now, see, it wasn’t “that” bad. Walks over picking something up off the table, then slips around a tight collar at her neck, locking it in place Alright boys, take her back to her room, standard procedure.

She is quickly released from the chair and dragged back to her cell and dumped inside, a new adrenaline shot and left to sit for the night in darkness. Left to cry for her betrayals and the loneliness in her heart

*the guards walk back over

[Iradtoki]

It was day three, she had seen no food and water in days, her strength was gone and she was emotionally shattered. All she could do when she heard the boots coming was to curl into a ball and cry. It didn’t take the guards long to get the door open and heft her up into the chains for the daily ritual whipping. Her back was a torn mess from the repeated lashings and the new ones bled and the whip tore open some of the scabbed over ones. The count of fifty was had before she was hosed off to be made presentable for others and she was dragged back in front of her master.

Khalorvoh: Ahh theres my little pet now. Good news pet, my assassins have already returned, they have a present for you as well. motions one forward and a raw human heart on a platter was set in front of her causing her to scream and recoil, new tears welling up as she took in the bloody heart in front of her. Ahh, but don’t worry my pet, I won’t make you eat it, after all, I am not truly “heartless” laughs coldly at his own joke which other around him soon follow suit as he gestures to a guard

Guard: * Approaches bowing his head and picks up the tray as a Massiff was brought in, the heart tossed to the beast directly where Iradtoki could see the beast devour it hungrily, ripping it apart, then bows to his lord and returns to his station handing off the platter to a slave girl to take for cleaning*

Khalorvoh: Now then, as for you slave, you will be put to work, back to slave rations and “medical” treatments, any fuss will see you whipped and put in the box. Guards, my floor is dirty, put her to work, she may have her first slave meal after it sparkles. he grins down to her as she keeps her eyes to the floor, tears still staining her face as a bucket and a rag is set in front of her.

Grabbing the cloth she sets to work, not really having any choice she is made to work through his entire guest hall which can easily stand five hundred people comfortably. This took her till around noon before she was brought to her cell and given a small serving of cream of comprat soup, a loaf of haroun bread and a small serving of water, hardly enough to even begin to ease the pangs of starvation or dehydration, but enough to keep her alive. Not known was the spice added into it called Glitteryll to start to damage memory processing. They weren’t sure if it could damage old memories as much as new ones, but it wouldn’t hurt them to try it on a slave.

[Iradtoki]

her day had been a haze of heavy labor, beatings and whippings and being injected with various things that left her feeling hazy and dizzy. She could barely remember her own name let alone where she was, she had guards commonly around her to keep her on task and guide her to the next one. Each meal would also be laced with different drugs that kept her awake, yet disoriented. Her nerves always felt like they were on fire, yet she was never allowed to stop

As the day passed and night was drawing near once more she was brought back to her cell, the doctor waiting for her once more as she lowered her head with a stressed whimper but didn’t dare move lest he order her punished again.

Doctor: Good, nice to see a good obedient slave. walks over doing some cursory examinations, checking her weight, size, inspecting her eyes, the new vast scarring covering her body. Yes, yes very good. She will survive tomorrows orders, proceed as expected. I will check on her periodically through tomorrow to ensure she survives the next punishment.

She cringes hearing there will be another punishment, her body beginning to tremble in fear. Tears running down her face instantly

Doctor: Now now, don’t cry, you did this to yourself you know…rubs a hand down her face almost lovingly, though his eyes showed a very different hunger that made her eyes widen as he again looked her over much more slowly before clearing his throat and stepping back Another time perhaps. For now though, keep her here for the night. Then he turned and walked out closing the door leaving her in darkness once more

[Iradtoki]

Dawn came early, not that she had slept at all, the adrenaline, the drugs, and the loud noises they purposely caused would not let her. She heard the boots coming as she cowered back, knowing they were coming, tears forming in fear as she knew there would be nothing good from their approach. She noted one had a holovid recorder, sticking it on the wall as she was chained up in a standing position again, standing on tiptoes so her arms were not supporting her as dead weight. The guard moved behind her drawing out a new whip, this one barbed as he drew back and began striking at her viciously, causing her to scream in agony. His partner moving to pick up the holovid to ensure he got the best angles of pain and anguish, the heavy scarring on her body and the blood covering her, though wise enough to ensure he and his partner were never in the shots

The count was well over the normal fifty, blood was trailing down her legs as the brutal torture continued, till she was completely limp in the chains unable to support her own weight anymore. The camera again trailing over her body, perhaps a bit more slowly then healthy revealing darker hunger and lust though slowly marking every bruise and cut and burn. Eventually the holovid was turned off as they moved and unchained her, giving her some water, all she would see for the day before dragging her out before her Master once more, delivering the holovid to him

Khalorvoh: Ah, yes very good. Now I believe today you will serve penance for wounding the good doctor, for wasting my time and resources and thinking you had the right to believe you could become some worthless Jedi. You have put me in serious issues, and thus as my slave and pet, you must be punished. Take her to the Box. All day.

Guard: Yes sir. Grabs the slave and drags her out across the sand which blissfully is still cool as the sun was only just starting to rise. She whimpered as the metal box came into sight, heavily armed guards standing around the area with massiffs close at hand. She was once again injected with a mixture of drugs and adrenaline and thrown roughly inside then heard the metal door slam shut behind her. Sealing her into what would become her boiling hot prison.

[Iradtoki]

The sun was setting when they came for her, she was barely conscious and struggling to say focused, she was constantly babbling and seemed to be hallucinating. She was pulled back to her cell where the doctor entered checking on her. Nodding as he made notes and checked her vitals. She had several spots that were showing signs of heat burns and she was showing signs of heat stroke. He quietly advised them he would bathe her himself as it had to be more carefully done and proceeded to do so to prevent her from going into shock.

By morning she came to, having been allowed to sleep that night for her healths sake and noticed the new clean rags, though she cowered against the wall as they came for the morning routine. The lashing as per usual was bloody and painful, though she truly seemed broken, always cowering, flinching, eyes keeping to the floor as she follows and obeys in silence. She was truly a broken slave once more. Her Master was pleased

[Iradtoki]

She had been put to work, an exotic dancer for the men, she didn’t dare fail her work or knew the lashings that would come from it. She moved with the grace of years of training for such would offer even in her frail form, feeling the lust and hunger as her mind was emotionally assaulted from her emphatic gifts. She was made to dance for hours, her body aching and sore as she moved through the rhythm, her Master keeping close watch on his pet.

As her shift ended she was dragged out again, belittled and humiliated for her flawed dancing that, given her condition the fact she was dancing at all was a miracle in itself. She felt the whip biting into her back as she fell forward sobbing in pain, a nights sleep not having taken away the multiple days of exhaustion and the lack of food and water other then the very basics to keep her alive were making her weaker and weaker by the day. She looked up as the doctor came in before averting her eyes fearfully as he walked in cupping her face causing her to flinch as he forced her to look at him as he injected Bavo Six into her neck causing her to wince

Doctor: Why is your Master angry with you? Come slave surely you know?

Iradtoki: I…I did not dance well enough to please him, I…I need to do better…

Doctor: For todays issue yes, what of why he has been punishing you all this week?

Iradtoki: I…I don’t know sir…I clearly displeased him…So he is punishing me for it…

Doctor: Nods contently as he injects another mixture into her with the adrenaline Very good, won’t be a problem now, but better safe then sorry. Take her back to her cell, no food and water tonight for her poor performance as per her Masters orders.

The guards nod hauling her back up as if she were feather light and dragged her off throwing her in her cell, one of the guards looking around a moment to ensure no one else was watching them and proceeded to beat her brutally, kicking and punching her as she curled up into a ball to try and minimalism the blows, taking his rage and anger out on her for his own minor pay, anger with her Master for slights and generally crappy lifestyle before kicking her in the ribs one last time that got a resounding crack before he walked back out slamming the door tightly, his companion following close with no sign of sympathy or concern

[Iradtoki]

The doctor came that evening to check on her once more and found her curled up holding her side, checking her over he just shook his head having a guard hold her down and in place and forced the rib bone back in place causing her to scream in pain. Reviewing the battered bruising he easily surmised what had happened but was hardly worried, slaves were beaten all the time to get back at their masters after all.

Making sure nothing else was broken he administered another high dose of adrenaline to her as he felt her tremble at his touch, leaving her side he stepped back by the guard and nodded leaving him to tend her as he stepped out and went to seek the guards from earlier in the day. Finding them, he sighed and shot both in the head without a word laying them low where they sat before going and reporting to her Master.

The guard left with her examined the girl closely after the doctor left, and being sure the hall was clear. She looked up at him as she felt the emotional difference from him, there was compassion, sadness and kindness. He moved quietly pulling a hidden canteen out holding it to her lips gently letting her drink from it, ever alert and listening for others to return. He gave her a sad look at her state but knew deep down, short of this small kindness, there was nothing he could actually do for her.

Hearing boots he gave her an apologetic look and moved the canteen back to its hiding place and laid her back on the floor, then busied himself to appear to be cleaning her cell minorly as the Doctor returned once more. She cowered and trembled as he moved over with another of the needles, injecting her yet again with the mixed substance as she was picked up and dragged back to the dance floor for the nights drunken patrons. There she spent the night dancing to hungry eyes of lust, the emotions she could feel weighing down on her soul.

[Iradtoki]

She was left to dance all night, by the time the sun was rising on Tattooine her feet bled and her legs felt like lead. She could barely focus as the guards finally came to get her. She was dragged back to her cell, where she was chained up by the arms, pulling out the barbed whip they proceeded to lash not only her backside, but her legs as well, getting new shrieks of pain from her. As she shrieked she tried to left her legs from the pain, pulling them away, fresh tears stinging her face as the lashing continued, she lost count around the one hundred mark and the lashing felt like it went on for hours.

Eventually they stopped and approached, her body soaked between sweat and blood as he jabbed a needle into her, mixed between adrenaline and the drug mixture he laughed in her face as he left her hang there for the day, her arms already aching and she couldn’t put weight down on her feet without feeling the pain of the lashes and the burning from dancing all night. Every inch of her ached as she hung there for hours.

Late in the afternoon she heard footsteps as she shook and whimpered, the door opening as she was blinded by the light and cowered as best she could from the chains, whimpering softly and begging not to be hurt more

Guard: Shh, its okay…shh…I’m not gonna hurt you, not unless I don’t get a choice. he looked her over, noting the blood now stained over her frail frame as tears stung his own eyes. He gently caressed the side of her face making her flinch and whimper at the contact in fear. Okay, I’m sorry…pulling out his canteen of water again he put it up to her mouth allowing her to drink, pity and sadness filling his eyes as he watched her guzzle down the water.

The guard kept a close watch for others as he moved to examine how bad the wounds were, wincing visibly at the deep gashes in the back of her legs, and had to control himself from crying out when he saw her backside. Never in his short time working for the hutt had he seen so much pain and destruction on a slave. The scars would never fade from her, the pain they would cause would be there for life if she survived. Hearing boots he quickly pulled out a needle and giving her one last sad look, he injected the mix of adrenaline and drugs into her system in time for a guard to examine what he was doing. Which he then walked out nodding to the guard as they both shut the door again, leaving her in darkness, hung painfully from the shackles

[Iradtoki]

The doctor came in early in the evening, Ira was supposed to dance tonight and he was to ensure she was prepared. As the door opened and he walked in he found her still hanging from the shackles and quickly rushed over to her checking her state of health, two guards moving behind him

Doctor: Idiots! Who kept her chained like this?! her body was soaked in sweat, her eyes couldn’t for the life of her remain open for more then a few moments, he quickly motioned to the guards who unchained her from the standing position and gently moved her down once more to the floor Ugh, the Master is not going to be pleased, she cannot possibly perform tonight. She wouldn’t even be able to walk to the main hall let alone dance.

The doctor sighed checking her over, her body shook from exertion as she laid there unable to move, her breathing was hard as sweat and blood coated her small form. In his estimated guess, she would be dead in a week from now if her master didn’t start taking better care, not that he had much say. Giving her the drug mixture short of the adrenaline he watched her body tense a moment before slumping again. Rubbing her cheek softly which got little more then a whimper he shook his head getting up

Doctor: Leave her, we can’t bring her to stage tonight. I will come check on her in the morning. he sighed leading the guards out, locking the door wondering if she will actually even be alive by morning, he shrugged again locking the door and headed up to tell her master that sadly his little pet couldn’t dance for him tonight, she would need to rest. He wouldn’t be happy, but he would have others to perform.

// That’s all for this story, the rest will be handled IG. I hope you all enjoyed!