Who: Kaioh Michiru and 2 NPC Fangirl kidnappers What: Narrative: Kidnapping and torment When: From Jan. 29th-Around Feb 4th Where: Undisclosed basement in suburban location. Rating: R. TW: Violence, Forced Drug abuse, Water Torture/Water Boarding, Nudity, starvation, Psychological torture. Basically bad stuff. Status: Complete
It had been a few days maybe? Maybe a week, and the beginning had just been beating her and calling her every name in the book. Telling her to call off the proposal or they'd kill her. But was killing really worse than what they'd been doing?
Michiru hissed out of pain as they decked her one last time. The few girls that had thought they had claim over Haruka. She coughed out the sputtering of blood, the opiates in her blood aiding in limiting some parts of the pain, but intensifying others. She couldn't sense Haruka, and vice verse.
She looked up out of both eyes, her eyes still slightly swollen from the bruising of the day before. "Why are you doing this. Let me go..." She coughed out the blood and her jaw dropped when one of the woman picked up a bat. "What are you goi-" Her jaw dropped in horror. Eye wide as everything went slower than her brain could comprehend.
She was cut off by the worst pain against her leg. It hurt so bad. And yet they hit again and again. It seemed in slow motion as one final and harder hit to her leg caused the audible pop and crack as her femur nearly split in half, the sound seemed to explode and hit the damp and moldy walls of the basement she was in because it echoed in her ears.
In the back of her mind the pain crept up and she screamed out in agony. To shut her up they shoved a dirty sock in her mouth followed by an actual ball gag and wrapped hard rope around her head and mouth. One final kick to her stomach and the girls left her there, walking up the stairs and turning the light off before slamming the door and locking it behind them. Leaving her to cry and whimper as her entire body throbbed.
How could they do this? It's not like it was her fault, they had unhealthy jealousy issues. Her being with Haruka had led to this. She didn't remember much of the next few days, other than the girl coming in to burn something into her stomach with a sod iron, and to give her the next doses of whatever drug they were using. Were they attempting to get her addicted?
It wasn't until a few hours had past that one of the women came back down. Calling her variations of slut and whore, telling her she obviously only wanted Haruka for money, for fame, so that she could control Haruka. That wasn't it at all, and yet it's how she felt. She felt the gag removed and stretched her jaw. Her hands had been tight and she didn't have enough control of her powers to transform at will.
What happened next was even more of a flash. She was strapped to a board, her head closest to the floor and a piece of thick plastic wrap was strapped over her entire person after they stripped her down to panties.
Michiru struggled against the restraints, trying to get some focus, but the opium serum in her system made focusing far harder than she ever imagined. Starting from her toes she felt water rushing over her, a feeling of going into the see.
It was calming at first, until it met her face and she tried to breath in by instinct and was met only with plastic. The water rushed over her and her eyes rolled back as human fight or flight began to take over. They pulled away so she could just barely breathe before pushing it back down and pouring more and more water. Her mind went into a haze of fear and desperation.
They let her stop for only a few minutes, demanding that she cut it off. Demanding she promise to leave Haruka... She shook her head, gasping for air still. Swimming was one thing, this was another entirely. Here was fear that was sharp against her nude features, and the fact they had stripped her down made it even worse. She cried out as the plastic was shoved over her features against, tears starting down her face as this time scolding hot water was poured and her eyes rolled back from the pain.
They didn't let up for what seemed like hours until finally they let up and tossed her off the board, keeping her locked up by a make shift dog chain around her neck. These people were insane. She whimpered and curled into a tiny ball, the drugs mixing her senses and all she could do was hope she fell asleep.