Torture 101

Posted on Tue Dec 31st, 2019 @ 12:23pm by Avalon [ADMIN NPC] & Lieutenant Commander S'hib

Mission: Casperia Prime - A lesson in relaxation
Location: Unknown
Timeline: MD3?
568 words - 1.1 OF Standard Post Measure

IC

Morning had come, not that those trapped in the cages knew it. Among the cages, Orions walked, taunted and kicked awake, those who had somehow managed to sleep. One walked past the cage where S'hib was and smirked. He paused, it was the same one as the night before. "Hello horsie." he taunted. "Hope you are strong, cause today we prep you for your new owner."

S'hib simply rolled away from the Orion, snorting as he did so. "Fuck off." He neighed with a venomous tongue, content to go back to sleep as he dragged the chain over him.

There was a laugh behind him. "I am sure you will learn how to Fuck well Horsie. Be ready!" he gloated. "I hear that your trainer loves fucking slaves over."

"You sound like you want to watch..." S'hib snorted, rolling back over to face the Orion. "That your thing is it?" S'hib smirked, taunting the Orion.

"People pay money to watch" The Orion sneered back. "Pony Rides will be a great money maker."

Then another male Orion came up and stood beside the first. "Ah the horse. Gonna make a lot with him." The second Orion commented at the first.

"Yeah, Boss says the circus and the breeder want him. Maybe they will share him?"

"Maybe. Eliian will be coming for him shortly. She is gonna record the session. We will be able to sell it." The second continued studying S'hib coolly but not speaking directly to him. "Said something about a halter and bridle and one of those slings they use on earth to breed horses."

"Interesting. Eliian enjoys the research as much as the actual event." The first commented with an evil grin. "I will recommend electrical cattle prods as well."

"Yeah good idea. Oh the boss says we have a few more coming in soon. Bajorans. They will be fun. I liked the last time we had them here, cutting off their nasal ridges was such fun" The second turned and headed off. "Feed the beast and move on Li'atic."

"Getting there." He sneered at the back of the second but placed a tray of what passed for food beneath the cage with a kick. "Eat up horsie and you may get a carrot."Then he walked off in the opposite direction.

S'hib watched the two talking with more disdain than he thought possible, everything was quickly becoming nightmarish and It made his blood boil that. "Scool'darah!" He cursed in his native tongue, the guttural tones echoing around the cave.

But then his rage faded away like a candle snuffed out by a strong wing, Bajorans they mentioned... could they be talking about more crew from the Elysium? "Naxea..." He muttered under his breath, sitting up with his heart racing.

panic sweeping over him for the first time since arriving in the damp cave, his failure to protect himself now meaning he couldn't possibly protect the crew of the Elysium.

But what could he do, aside from the collar around his neck and the chain hanging from it he was naked... something he gathered the Orions figured would bother him. "Breeding?" He snorted quietly with disdain, remembering his time working on his parent's farm on earth. "The fuck are they planning." He snarled, standing up on his muddied hooves, the chain hanging in front of his body, dragging across the floor with every few swings.