Sitting back in the electric chair, Hedwig smiled in satisfaction as she lay over the armrest. She had spent the night in the Torture Chamber, having enjoyed the after-glow from her work and the overall pride. She slept well to be sure.
Reaching over and taking a plate from an Imp, (chicken with sautéed mushrooms) the Mistress grinned as she started to dig into her breakfast. Stabbing into the chicken with her fork, Hedwig couldn’t help but think back to the previous day. Yes, yesterday had proven to be a most satisfactory day, and she was pleased that the Mentor had kept his word. This was a most marvelous torture room, and she had been kept quite busy... especially with such a menagerie of clients, she hadn’t been bored once today. Different species, different preferences; it really kept the Dark Mistress on her toes.
And she thoroughly enjoyed all of it.
There was the human assassin, Gil. She had chosen him first because when she’d first gone to the Dungeon to see what the Keeper had on hand for her, he was the one who just seemed to radiate the most fear. It was always nice to start off the day with an easy target, a warm up for the creative genius that would just make the rest of the day easier.
“Wuh-wait!” Gil shouted as she was dragged kicking and screaming into the Dungeon by a large troll. “Can’t we talk this out!?” He screeched just before he was tossed into the center of the room.
Turning to look at her green-skinned helper, Hedwig nodded her head to him in appreciation. “Thank you, herr Smeeg. You may go back to your regular duties until Hedwig fetch you again to help with the less than compliant clients, ja?”
The troll nodded his head his head as he lifted the human up before Hedwig before dropping him head-first onto the floor, making him crumple at the Mistress’ feet. “By yer leave...” he garbled out before turning from the two smaller humanoids. He closed the door behind him as he left the Torture Room; the lock clicking into place.
Looking up at the Mistress, Gil chuckled nervously as she came over to him with her whip. Oh this was going to suck...
Hedwig grinned as she reached over on the platter for her cup of wine that had been provided her along with the meal. Yes, that Gil may have been rather easy to turn, but... well, he was enthusiastic about it for sure. He had been a virgin, (and still was) hence why he had been terrified about being put to a torture chamber, and for good reason virgins of either gender made great sacrificial components.
Still, while Hedwig denied him that which he most desired from the get-go, she did indulge in pleasures both of them had. Who knew they could have such similar outlooks on life, what with her dominant nature and the Rogue’s Submissive side. After an hour or so of fun, Hedwig easily turned him to their side.
Next, she decided to go with Zog...
And she frowned at remembering THAT occurrence. It wasn’t that she wasn’t up to a challenge, but unlike her first client, the Orc didn’t get it!
“SAY MINE NAME!” Hedwig shouted as she used a whip across Zog’s backside.
The large piggy-individual hung from the ceiling by his wrists... he swung slightly from the lash and replied, “Zog!”
“No, no, MINE name!” The Mistress shouted again before giving him another lashing.
“Zog!” The piggy deviant cried out.
“MINE NAME! MINE NAME!” Hedwig growled before rearing back with the whip and applying a rather harsh blow to his porcine backside.
“SQUEE! ZOG! NAMEIZZOG! REALLY!”
Her eye-twitching, Hedwig stared at the Orc. This was going to take awhile.
Shaking her head, Hedwig let out a sigh. You couldn’t win all the time. Still, while she had converted the Orc to her current employer’s side, she just wished she could have gotten some more satisfaction from that time.
It was then a small, malicious grin came to her face. As she brought her wine-glass to her lips again, the Mistress had to admit at least the third client that day had proved far more along the lines of what she expected. A challenge that understood what was going on and acted as expected.
Yes, the treatment she chose to break the Dark Elf had proven most entertaining.
“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” Thogan shouted as his body convulsed energetically as a couple thousand volts of magically-generated energy coursed through his pale body and made his skin smoke.
Her hand on the switch, Hedwig watched the Dark Elf shake and rattle. He seemed to be confident when it came to her whip had proven himself to be able to hold an awe-inspiring level of calm, even under duress.
That was no fun!
Thankfully, it seemed that the Assassin had no skill that concerned suppressing pain that was induced by the good ol’ electric chair. Oh did she ever get such joy from his screaming!
Finally flipping the switch, Hedwig smirked lightly as she looked at the slightly smoking form of the Dark Elf. “Are ve haffing fun yet?”
Slightly foaming from the corners of his mouth, Thogan jerkily turned his head to glare at his captor and tormentor. “F-fucking... DWARF!”
Her eyebrows narrowed at the insult the Dark Elf flung at her. How dare that nocturnal nasty compare HER to such a stout and unattractive creature!? Oh, she would show him!
Flipping the switch back into the opposite position, Hedwig grinned in a most evil fashion as she watched the Dark Elf convulse and scream once more, his internal skeletal structure visible through his skin at certain points.
Nodding her head, Hedwig had to agree that client had been a most satisfying individual. He stood up to her for awhile, but like all of those she was set upon, was eventually broken. It took time, (she even had to have him brought in food so he wouldn’t die on her) but he finally submitted to the torture and accepted his place as a minion of her master.
That thought made Hedwig frown. She had yet to meet her master. She would have to rectify that. After all, she had served him well already, what with having to take on all those clients and the Maiden...
“SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” Was the noise as Dusque let off a shrill scream as her carapace was hit with the end of a hot poker.
Slowly withdrawing the poker, Hedwig grinned. It had taken awhile to get the Maiden properly bound, what with her great strength and numerous limbs... but with the Spider-taur safely secured, the Mistress was on a roll.
“You VILL submit to the Dungeon Keeper!” Hedwig commanded as she pressed the hot-poker into the Maiden’s carapace, right between where the human torso connected with the Spider thorax.
Letting out another shrill scream, Dusque fought against her bondage. When the poker was removed, she breathed heavily for a moment. She looked over her shoulder and glared at the Mistress, eyes glowing red with murderous rage. “When I break free from this, I’m eating you alive.”
“Oh, there vill be breaking,” Hedwig agreed. “But it vill be you that breaks.” And with that said, Hedwig pressed the heated end of the poker into the screaming Maiden, this time going right for the small of her back and searing flesh.
Hedwig nodded and was glad she didn’t try this with Orc. They tended to smell like rotten pork when burned.
Nodding her head, Hedwig had to admit the Maiden had been a challenge. Despite all the beatings, all the pain, she was willing to stand up to the Mistress... and from what she could gather from her, it was because she’d been rather pissed at a Horned Reaper.
Yes, it was surprising to learn her employer was powerful enough to control a Reaper. But at the same time, the thought was very alluring. He must have been a powerful man, and therefore, could probably take a beating...
...Or give a good one.
Placing her glass back down on the tray, the Mistress nodded her head. Yes. She really needed to meet her Dungeon Keeper in person.
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