The Darkness Inside.

Posted on Thu Jun 24th, 2021 @ 9:17am by Vice-Consul Josephine Carlyle-Cragen & Commander Arrianna Salannis an Vantar

Mission: Darkness Rising - A Phoenix Lalor Sub Plot
Location: unknown
Timeline: MD6 15h00
686 words - 1.4 OF Standard Post Measure

Arrianna was dragged back into the cell and shackled to the wall again, naked, Her body had been beaten extensively. But she was not permanently damaged. Only that she was throughly tortured and violated, again and again. She was bound and gagged again. It even looked like Bishop, or others, raped her repeatedly at some point. They made her enjoy it...

'Well done Arrianna, You proved yourself strong... You didn't snap under the torture... That would make you stronger. Do you see. Abandon your high and mighty morals. There are so many pleasures beyond your vaunted principles.' The Viceroy stated.

Josie was almost as bad. She felt dirty inside and out.

Arri moaned in pain. The suppression collars held back most of Arri's telepathy. But she managed to touch Josie's mind through their weakend link... 'I couldn't.... let them get away with touching you like that..... I swear when I get loose... Cragin... Bishop... Carrington... Lovejoy... I just want to see them all burn now.'

~Arri love..~ came the reply ~I tried to stop them, better me than you love~

~You are my love.. I had to draw their attention away... I'd die for you.~ Arri stated. ~They broke me. They made me beg... I want to kill them all. Mountbatten... Lovejoy... even his bitch... All of them... Then Starfleet will know I am not to be FCUKED with!!! One day I will be the master!!!~

'Yes, Arrianna, prove you are not a disappointment.' Josie heard the Viceroy's voice. 'You're becoming stronger every time you survive them, Arrianna. Soon, with patience, you will have your revenge... Tis better to be feared than loved, Arrianna?'

~Arri! do not listen to her! Listen tome!~ Josie begged ~Its not the fleets fault. This was not mountbatten!~

'There was no coincidence you were enslaved, Arrianna. And yet here you are. A willing slave whore..' The Viceroy noted. 'Yes, Josie. you heard the screaming... You know what happened when it stopped; the time of Arri's life happened. She learned how to truly give in.'

~Shut it bitch. You lost, go away. Arri knows you are just a weak ghost screaming as you fade~ Josie replied. ~And she knows that I will do anything she wants without needing to be a slave.~

'I'll be around, Arrianna. You'll realize I'm right one day. Do it, Become just like your ancestors. The warlords knew strength, and so shall you.'

"The warlords knew only slaughter..." Arri stated. "I know honor?!? Even though...."

~You saved me Arri, you are stronger than her~ Josie thought She wished she could hold Arri close, comfort her but instead she could only send her, thoughts.

"No..." She said in her telepathy. "We're slaves, Josie... I'm just a slave...."

~Arri~ Josie thought. ~Arri love. Please... hold on... we have to find a way out of this~

"Don't fight Josephine... We're slaves... It was never meant to be... Be a good girl and give in or they may torture me again."

If Arri knew what had happened to Josie, she would not be saying that, but Josie was not about to put more on Arri. ~Arri, the only person's slave I am is yours. Yours only Mistress~ She sent, remembering their acting in the MU.

Arri hung there. Sobboing for some time. Truly wanting to be held, But Josie's presence was enough. She was trying not to be a slave. But the pain. Slave Arri was as dangerous to her as the Viceroy.

"Arri I love you, no matter what" Josie said softly. Soon they would come for her again. Soon the drugs would take over again. "I love you I will fight. Promise me you will fight too."

"I am a slave Josie.... I am.... a..."

Josie bit back a sob as the door opened and guards dragged her from the Cell and Arri.

"Hhve fun Josie.. make sure you please our master." Arri's eyes shook as her love was dragged away again. She was fighting.. But she didn't want to be tortured again. Drugged again. But a part of her was... wanting it.