Chapter Title: Punishment
Pairings: N/A
Warnings: Violence, torture, the usual.
My body felt weak, cold and bare. I was laying on a stone floor, a thick iron shackle wrapped around my left ankle, giving me about a foot of chain to move about with. It clanked and made horrible clattering noises when ever I so much as twitched. I sighed, curling up in a ball, the darkness surrounding me.
This room was dark, and somehow the lack of light and warmth intensified the feeling of being naked, of being entirely vulnerable.
I heard a door open, but I couldn't see anything. Then I heard the shuffled of footsteps, and my entire body tensed, knowing what was going to happen next. I tried to relax, knowing it would hurt less if I relaxed, but my fear paralyzed me.
And so the first crack of the whip, the little bits of metal lodging themselves into my skin tore through me, and I screamed. He kicked my face, telling me to be quiet. That it was my own fault this was happening.
But I had never done anything. I'd never done anything to deserve this but be born with spirit of the coyote inside of me.
But to Akito, it was enough. And so I didn't try to run away. I layed down the floor, on top of my hands so they wouldn't instinctually try to protect my back as he whipped me, and I accepted my punishment.