Survivor

Chapter 7 - Show No Pain

    When we got to the post Artemis pushed me to the ground, took my arms and put them in the cuffs hanging from the post. The post went to my chin when I'm standing up and the cuffs were connected to it high enough to where my elbow was level with the top of my head. The handcuffs were black and had gunk on them, they were metal for sure but with out the shininess of the them. The post was the same but you could tell it was metal since the upper part of it was shiny.

    In the corner of my eye I saw a long black tail looking thing that looked to be made of leather. There was a black handle with the tail attached to it. The handle was about 3 inches in diameter and where the tail met the handle, it was the same size. But the longer the tail had gotten, the thinner it was. The tip looked razor sharp, it probably was too.

    After a few seconds of that sinking in I knew that was the whip they were going to use on me when I saw Artemis pick it up. I guess he does all the punishing himself and gets joy from other people's pain. After he had picked it up he looked at me with a menacing smile, gave a devilish wink then started walking behind me. I felt my shirt lift up off my skin. There was a rip of clothing echoing through the air and shortly after I felt the sun beating down on my skin. My hair was then pulled over my left shoulder, completely exposing my back, stomach and breasts. Thank the Lord there was nobody in front of me. I heard his footsteps on the grass become softer as he walked further from me. I have no idea how far back he went before he stopped. The back door opened and by the voices I knew it was Wicek and Damon. They had stopped talking before the back door closed.

    Artemis laughed an evil, rage filled laughed. The whip cracked in the air, as it landed on my back pain erupted emmidately over my entire back. I jerked a little and whimpered. I knew it was going to hurt but I didn't know it was going to be this bad. His laugh came again, only this time there was amusement and joy in it. Loving my show of pain.

    At this point my back hurt so much it was numb. I knew the cuts were overlapping each other and blood was sliding down my back at a steady pace. I promised myself I was going to show no pain, give him no satisfaction and I plan to keep that promise. I heard him take a step forward and whip me again. Not even a second later he did it two more times.

    One of his friends yelled at him to stop, I was too weak to know what one. Hell, I barely understood what they said. When he did another whip, I was fading in and out of blackness. I could here voices yelling and some blurred words. The earth was spinning around me, going in and out of focus. If it wasn't for the chains on my wrists I would have been laying on the ground by now. I think his friend knocked him to the ground because there were no more whippings coming. Although I couldn't feel my back after the third time I knew he was still doing it by the sound in the air. But there was no more of that.

    There was a jingle of metal and a couple seconds later my body hit the floor. Right before I closed my eyes I saw a tan and brown glob. Wicek was the only one that was all tan and brown. I think it's him but I'm not to sure. There was a place on the glob that kept moving with with a noice coming out. I felt my self slowly going up into the air. It took me a few seconds to realize the brown glob had picked me up. I squeezed my eyes shut while he was standing, trying to let the darkness take me and take the pain away. It was slowly overcoming me. With every second it consumed me further.

    Right before I completed went into the blackness surrounding my mind and taking me I found out who had unchained me and was carrying me somewhere. I knew his voice by now. "I'm sorry Damien had let this happen. Damon knows his son had done it and will set things straight. I'm sorry it had went this far. I'm so so sorry," Wicek said. I felt my body being laid on it's side on something soft and with that I was out.