forum "What did they do to you?" (Angsty Whump-y One on One) (Closed)

Started August 20, 2019 by @Moxie group

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"Okay," Rowan said quickly, afraid to break or upset Nora. "Thanks for telling me," she said quietly after a moment. She wished she could hug Nora, take care of her. But she was here, strapped to this table, helpless. They both were.

Nora was jolted out of her less than restless sleep by the sound of a loud alarm blaring through the room. It almost sounded like a fire alarm. Oh, fuck. Her eyes snapped open and her head jerked forward. They needed to get the hell out of dodge. "Rowan!" She exclaimed loudly. The alarm was eardrum bursting loud so she needed to shout in order to have Rowan actually hear her.

"Nora!" Rowan yelled when hearing her name. What was going on? Were they about to die? Would their captors leave them here to burn in the fire, or whatever was going on? They would probably suffocate and run out of oxygen before they burned. She frantically tried to find a way to unstrap herself. She had to reach Nora and carry her out of here.

Just as soon as it had started, the alarm stopped. "Good morning ladies. Did you enjoy your wakeup call?"

"Bastard," Rowan muttered.

Nora was hit by blinding rage the second she heard that voice. "You know what? I'm going to rip off you fucking arms and beat you to death with them, you goddam shit weasel!" Her hands curled into fists. What she wouldn't give right now to kill that bastard. "The second I get out of here, I'm going to fucking kill you! Do you hear me? I'm going to fucking kill you!"

The longer that they were stuck her, the more angry she got. It wouldn't bide well for her capturers if she ever managed to escape.

"Nora, stop, it's only going to make things worse," Rowan whispered, though she wasn't sure Nora would hear her through the bags over their heads. She hated the bag. She hated not being able to see, having her senses stripped away from her.

"Time for our daily question," the man said. "Which one of you is the mechanic?"

"Time for your daily response: go fuck yourself," Nora snapped in response. There was no way that she would ever give them a proper answer. It never ceased to amaze her that these bozos actually expected her to tell them anything. They beat her up and put a bag on her head! Screw them!

"Take this bag off of my head, shit weasel."

The man sounded bored. Rowan dreaded what was coming next. "Take her away," he said. The door opened and two pairs of footsteps came in and started wheeling Nora's table out.
"No no no no no no no," Rowan said quickly. "Please don't." She tried not to seem like she was panicking, for Nora's sake.

"Let me guess? We're going through the same boring as hell routine as yesterday? Can let at least spare me the pain of listening to your fucking speech this time? The sound of your voice makes my ears bleed." Nora refused to show the fear that she was feeling.

The pain from her previous beating hadn't ceased yet and now that pain was about to double.

The voice just laughed. Nora was wheeled into the same room as yesterday and strapped into the same chair. Her hood was yanked off to reveal a blinding light. "One more word out of you, and both of you will get a privilege taken away I don't think you'll want to get taken away. Got it?" the voice asked.

"What fucking privileges? You don't even feed us!" Nora exclaimed and rolled her eyes. The second the hood was off, she squinted and huffed. The light was blinding and made it hard to see. After a few minutes, her vision was restored and she could actually see what was going on.

The voice tutted. Around Nora, the two guards were plugging in a cord that attached to the chair Nora was in. Unrelated to the conversation, though Nora didn't know that. "Last chance. Will you stay quiet today?" The voice paused, waiting.

Nora craned her head and looked to see the cord. Well, that was certainly new. "Last chance. Will you go fuck yourself?" She ran her mouth too much for her own good. Everyone always said it would be her downside but she never did care much for what other people said.

"Well then I suppose you're spending the night here tonight," the voice said, sounding smug. "And you look cold, dear. I think we'll turn up the heat." The room started to warm up to the point of discomfort as hot air was pumped in. The guards finished with the chair and left the room.

Nora sighed heavily before she leaned her head against the back of the chair. Was this supposed to be a form of torture? Sure, it was hot but she lived in the desert for several years. She was sued to the hot and humid weather. "Same time tomorrow, shit weasel?"

The temperature continued to climb. A thermometer was nailed to the wall and though Nora couldn't see it, it kept climbing. 100°. 110°. 120°. 130°. 140°. Once reaching 140°, it stayed like that for an hour, just enough to push the girl to the brink of death. After an hour, the temperature started to rapidly drop. 100°. Eighty degrees. Sixty degrees. Forty degrees. Twenty degrees. Zero degrees. Negative twenty degrees. Negative forty degrees. It remained at that temperature for another hour, then climbed back up to seventy degrees. Three more hours passed and nothing happened.

Nora could handle the early hundreds but she started to get baked when the temperature climbed high. She sweated like crazy and panted, she was desperate for some water. Once at 140° she passed out and didn't wake up again until it was at seventy. By then she was simultaneously sweating and freezing her ass off. To say she was miserable was an understatement. She coughed and shivered and just felt sick. Her lips were badly cracked and her entire body ached. The pain in her leg was especially bad.

An hour passed. Then another. Rowan laid there, wondering what was happening to Nora and when she would get to see her again. She closed her eyes and thought about all the nights they spent together, sharing body heat and comfort. What she wouldn’t give to be laying in her bed with Nora right now. . . .

The door opened and one guard entered. He flipped a switch and Nora’s chair started to hum. He walked around to the other side of it and pressed a button, sending an electric current through Nora.

(Oh, prepare for the puns!)

Nora was jolted to her senses by a electric current. It ripped through her body and caused her to yelp. Fuck, fuck, fuck. It hurt like hell! The second she caught her breath, she locked eyes with the guard and put a shit-eating grin on her face. "That was a shocking turn of events. I don't know watt you were thinking but your current plan won't work. Though it hertz a lot I'm still not going to tell you anything. However, I am amped to see what you'll do next."

(Yessss that was amazing)
The guard pressed the button again. At the same time, the door buzzed opened and the second guard walked in, wheeling in a giant metal tub. He wore thick rubber gloves. The first guard pressed the button again, then walked over to the tub where the second guard handed him a matching pair of gloves. He pulled them on.