Chapter 2
Waking up I found myself lying on a cold floor, my head still aching, I sat up chains clinking together noticing I was only in my t-shirts and green trousers everything else had been removed even my watch, my shoulder wound healed leaving just a hole in my t-shirt. I opened my eyes groaned as my head protested opening them everything was pitch black no light anywhere, I wondered if it was me or the room and a tiny pinch of fear at the thought of never being able to see again. I could only wait for my team.
The door to my cell creaked open and a ray of light shone in, I felt a brief wave of relief of relief that I wasn't blind before fear as 2 Jaffa walked in ignoring me but grabbing my chains around my wrists and ankle forcing me to either walk or be dragged behind them, I was dressed in my t-shirts and olive green trousers but no boots. The corridors we passed were gold everything was that I could see, finally we reached out destination the gold doors swung open. I was forced in and down to my knees my head pushed to the floor, the room spun with the change, my concussion making it known. Slowly I looked up; Aphosis sat on a gold throne watching me with amusement.
"Who are you?" He asked his voice deep,
"Captain Samantha Carter" I told him then with a raised eyebrow,
"And you are?" I asked knowing it would piss him off, his eyes flashed and he jumped off his throne coming over to me.
"I am your worst nightmare, your God, your master" He grinned as I hid my wince as he stroked my hair the Jaffa holding me in place as I tried to fight him and the intense sick feeling.
"You will serve me, you will beg for mercy, you will be mine" He gloated.
"Go to hell" I told him, he then nodded to his Jaffa who dragged me to 2 hooks hanging me off the ceiling by the chains off my wrists so I could just reach the floor with the tips of my toes. Aphosis came over, smiling in a way that made my gut clench.
"My slave you don't have a choice and should not speak unless spoken to" he warned I shut my mouth deciding it was the best decision; he took a knife and unsheathed it stepping closer. He pressed the cool metal blade against my neck and pressed sharply. I maintained eye contact determined not to let him win, the blade moved downwards slicing through my t-shirt, his eyes travelled down my chest a smile gracing his lips as caressed my stomach,
"So beautiful for a Tau'ri" he marvelled tickling me slightly, Goosebumps appeared on my arms, he saw and laughed, then looked me in the eyes again, I met his gaze hiding my fear. Still I glared at him so he returned to my chest, I felt vulnerable but was determined not to give him the satisfaction of seeing me react to him. Gently he ran the knife down my front from my neck to my stomach button
"Enjoying yourself slave" Aphosis whispered in my ear. I kept my eyes closed remembering my training never let them know it was bothering you imagine yourself somewhere else. His hands were now of my trousers pulling them and my pants down in one swoop. I hung naked in front of him suddenly there was nothing no hands or knife or kisses, I opened my eyes to find him grinning, the knife replaced by a whip which reminded me of school history and the British sailors and the cat a nine tails.
"Tell me slave do you wish for pleasure or pain?" he asked, the pleasure implicated in the slight raise of his eyebrow, I didn't talk neither option sounding particularly pleasing.
"Speak now slave or perhaps you prefer both?" the threat was clear pick or be subjected to both, I weighed up my options being raped or being whipped,
"Speak now" he ordered, in the background his Jaffa were leering, I remained silent remembering the USAF code of conduct I knew I couldn't pick, even though the whipping sounded better.
"Very well" he decided coming over, first he whipped me I cried out involuntarily with the pain as it crack and hit me again and again, eventually I passed out but was woken when a bucket of freezing water was thrown on me,
"Slave you disappoint me" Aphosis noted "A brave member of the Tau'ri I thought you would have lasted longer.
I was dragged from the throne room to another room again it had gold metal walls engraved with symbols, I was barely able to walk from the whipping and beating, my inner thighs were bruised and cut, we reached the room the Jaffa dragged me in chaining me to the wall, as I lay gasping in pain Aphosis entered with a male slave who was carrying a gold pot. Aphosis sat on a gold chair which was brought in by 2 other slaves while the original slave came over to me,
"And now the pain" Aphosis said without ceremony, I glared at him if being whipped wasn't painful what was. I wished I hadn't asked myself that question as the slave emptied the contents of the gold pot onto me, it was acid I realised to my horror.
My skin everywhere was burning, painful, I screamed in pure agony, I was restrained but desperately clawing at my skin trying to get off the runny solution, I was ripping my skin I could feel it tear but I didn't care, the pain was incredible white and red fire, every nerve ending was on fire, erupting but I hadn't passed out, why hadn't I passed out? I could hear laughing if I opened my eyes I know I would see Aphosis and his Jaffa laughing at me but I couldn't, it hurt.