#alchemistartisan

If the chains embeded in vervain areound her wrists weren’t torture enough, not knowing what the wicked witch had in mind drove her crazy. She stared at the cold wall in front of her, her dress all ripped her in back and then she heard his steps walking towards her. He stopped behind her and she whimpered at the feeling of his breath against her ear, ‘’I want you to count out every strike while I spank you’’

‘’Please’’... She whispered quietly, and he answered with taking her dress off, exposing her back. Of all the people on the island, he was the person she feared the most, and who she tried to get even with. Not only he had control over her family, he also made her feel all kinds of pain the last few days. Today, it seemed she’d feel physical pain.

Chloe heard his steps taking some distance, and the whistle of a whip. The first strike burned like wild fire, and relutanctly she started the counting. As he went on, she noticed something was off... The wounds weren’t healing. ‘’Stop! Please! Stop!’’, she screamed, trying to squirm away from the shackles.

‘’Damn, Chloe... Now I’ll have to start over’’, Karlisle said, and she could swear he was smiling. ‘’Wh-Why I’m not healing?’’ she sobbed. 

‘’Wrong!’’, he said sharply before striking her back again, harder than before. Her knees got weak and the only thing that kept her up were the shackles. ‘’He stroke her again and she cried in pain. A loud sigh was heard and she heard him walking towards her. ‘’I’ll tell you this again, and I do expect this is the last time I tell you. You, pitiful dead living beings. You’re just a puppet in my hands. If I want you to think there’s bugs eating you alive, I can make that possible. If I want you to drool like some veggie I’ll just need to snap my fingers, and if I want to make you bleed like a human, I have that knowledge and power to make it real’’