Hello again! Well folks I give to you Chapter 3!!!

Tell me what ya' think of it of course.

Enjoy

This chapter's about Ianto – the real one! Definitely can't make any mistakes with this one!!

Chapter 3

If he hadn't been completely exhausted Ianto Jones would've rolled his eyes at the predicament he'd managed to get himself in. Typical! It hadn't been his turn to go out Weevil hunting when they'd nabbed him. It had been Owen's. I think I'm going to make him a special cup of coffee for this. If Owen hadn't had such a bad night, you know with his endless sleeping an stuff, then Ianto wouldn't be here Owen would. Yep, his situation was very ironic. If they'd caught Owen his constant complaints probably would've made him into their dinner or something like that. Ianto on the other hand was lucky enough as to be control his complaints and resentment over being a prisoner, he had lasted how long was it... a day, a week, a month? He didn't know and he realised that he didn't want to know. Oh God! I've definitely got to get out of here before I stop wanting to know things, information, facts and figures!! I might stop caring about... wearing suits... Jiggling his hands slightly Ianto realised, yet again, that the handcuffs were as tight as they had been the last time he'd tried to run, tighter even. He stopped jiggling his hands and sighed quietly, thinking hard about his situation and how much he really wanted to cause Owen's dead body a severe amount of pain. "Bloody dead bastard!" He muttered under his breath, a sudden jolt of anger and frustration coursed through him kick-starting his limbs. He twisted his wrists and pulled at the cuffs hoping shear-bloody-will would get him out of them. No such luck.

With another wave of anger and frustration he slumped back and growled quietly making the back of his throat tickle. He remembered what they'd first said to him.

"You will not attempt to escape, any attempt will result in you being punished. You will routinely be fed upon and you will not resist." Hadn't given a reason why he shouldn't do that so Ianto made a mental note to find out "You will experience any pain that yourself will feel, any pain caused to you by us will not be felt by your other self." Oh great! He bit his tongue so as not to say: "Just physical, or emotional too? Because if it's both, I must warn you Owen might hurt your feelings a bit." He was pretty sure what their response to that would've been and for him it most definitely would have been painful. Very painful indeed. Instead he'd gone with a simple, mocking "Anything else?" He couldn't keep the smirk off the ends of his lips when he'd said that to them. He knew he'd regret it... and he did.

CRACK! Like a whip hitting it's target a long, slimy tentacle snaked out and hit across his chest, he'd collapsed right there crying out in pain as it's teeth has cut across his chest like a serrated knife. As he was lying there, collapsed on the ground, his chest had started to burn. Like someone was pouring acid on his skin. "We have teeth that are coated in an acidic material so it might be prudent for you to be a bit more respectful... human!"

Out of desperation Ianto pulled hard not caring whether the cuffs dug into his skin and made him bled, he was already bleeding from multiple cuts across his arms, chest and face. Oh well! He thought. At least Jack can't say I follow orders all the time! He smiled slightly and that was when it hit him, across his torso.
CRACK! That whip-like sound as it came in contact with his skin, ripping and tearing and burning as it slid across at an impossible speed.

He shrieked in agony. His chest heaving and bleeding some more he looked up at the owner of the tentacle.

"No escaping or you get punished!" It – no other word for it really, well, nothing befitting of a gentleman – gargled, sounding as though it had water in it mouth.

Staring at it defiantly, Ianto's eyes twinkled as he said calmly and clearly, which was amazing considering the fact he could hardly breathe and his heart was beating so loud that he was sure it could be heard on Mars, "I'm a glutton for punishment."

OH MY GOD!! I HATE MYSELF!! I'M BEING SO MEAN TO IANTO!!

OH GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE?!

Okay, that's a little over the top but I DO hate myself now, I'm hurting Ianto! *Suddenly mortified, then grins mischievously* I think I'll write another fanfic eventually where it's Owen who's kidnapped – or maybe Gwen! THEN I'll feel better!