"No one has the right to lay claim to another person." The words were spoken defiantly as the Joker glared at her. She'd already gone through this with him but it seemed he needed a reminder of that. Watching as he dipped a dagger into the pesticide, Ivy kept a wary gaze on the psycho, rolling her eyes at his comment on her telling him everything he wanted to know, "In your pathetic dreams."
And then there was more pain. Not just shallow cuts this time, but cuts that also put the pesticide into her blood stream. Sometimes the pain got to be too much, her vision blurring and going white at times. She couldn't focus on just what he was carving into her, couldn't make sense of the different designs to form the letters. She just knew she hurt. As if that would break her? Did he think her that weak? Of course he did. He was a typical male, disgusting.
Of course, then there was a dagger in her hand and the red headed woman cried out in shock and her body arched against her bindings.