Slayer, Interrupted

CHAPTER 8

FAITH’S PUNISHMENT

Faith and Thowk got to a dungeon, and before she knew what hit her, he splashed her with that disgusting paralyzing goo and hit her with a really sharp whip.

She fell on her knees, and yelled: "Thowk, please, I'm on your side, remember!?"

"I just wanna make sure you do nothing stupid... I want you to punish your pet, not cuddle it."-Thowk said and ripped off her shirt to be able to hit more skin and draw more blood.

"Buffy."-Faith said through her teeth, and Thowk hit her harder.

"What did you just say?"

"Her name is Buffy. She's not a thing. You keep referring to her as 'it'."

"Of course it’s a thing. A toy. A pet. Whatever you wanna call it. If you don't wanna be like your toy, you'll never say something like this again."-Thowk warned her and hit again.

Faith screamed and he chuckled. She wanted to kill him sooo bad, but she couldn't move for an inch... Now she understood a bit better how Buffy must have felt, and she felt horribly sorry for her.

Thowk grabbed a knife and pulled a long, deep scratch over her back before he whipped her again.

“Aaaargh…”-Faith growled and sobbed at the same time, wishing she could move. She felt blood run down her back. The wound hurt and the whiplash widened it and made it hurt so much more.

I can’t believe I thought that fucker wouldn’t hurt me. Shit, this fuckin’ hurts!-Faith thought and fell down on the floor, face first. She couldn’t move anything but her head, and it took a lot of force for that tiny movement. She could see Thowk looking at her, grinning. He seemed to be pretty pleased with himself at that moment.

"What is her name?"-he asked and looked at Faith, tempting her to say the wrong answer.

"B... T-toy. Toy."-Faith quickly corrected herself when she saw Thowk started lifting the whip again.

"Good girl."-Thowk said and returned her ripped shirt. She was so relieved; she just couldn't go back to Buffy. Her back was bleeding pretty badly, but Faith didn't cry. She wouldn't give him the pleasure...

Thowk splashed her with something that made the paralysis go away. Faith didn’t even know he could do that, he always used his goo on Buffy until it lost effect on its own.

“Can I go now?”-Faith asked, almost hissing with pain. She wrapped her shirt around her waist cause she couldn’t even stand to think anything could cover her back at that moment. It hurt like it was on fire, and once again she thought about Buffy and how much all the tortures must have hurt her.

"If I ever come to your cell again and see it unchained, you'll get hurt much worse. I'll leave it alone today and tomorrow, I want it to be ready for the tournament the day after tomorrow."

Faith cringed every time he called Buffy 'it', but she kept quiet. She just said: "Ok.", trying to look cool, but she was pretty worried about that tournament, even though Buffy got a bit stronger.

“You can go now.”

He didn’t have to say it twice; Faith was out of his chamber two seconds later. She walked as fast as she could and when she was sure that Thowk couldn’t see her she broke into tears.

What the hell, Faith?! You don’t cry! Pull yourself together!-the dark Slayer thought, angrily wiped her tears away and headed back to her cell.