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Ravn's punishment

A short Oneus drabble

!Warning!:torture

The air was heavy, the room was dimly lit no other source of light than the moonlight coming from the barred window. There was nothing else but soft panting and the occasional rattle of shackles to be heard. Ravn's arms hung heavy and chained above him. He was kneeling on the floor hunched over waiting…listening. He should have known better than to disobey but he had to try, all that power could have been his. Ravn forced himself to sit upright on his knees with his head hanging low as he heard the heavy metal door of the chamber slide open. He didn't have to guess who it was. By now he knew this man by the sound of his footsteps and especially by the energy the devil radiated. His superior walked in, stopped in front of him and took his jaw into his hand forcing him to look at the man. Keonhee dropped the boys head and walked to the side of the room to retrieve the (still blood covered) whip. As he came closer he started to speak. "You're an idiot. Did you really think that was a smart idea?" Ravn didn't answer. He knew better than to do so. "Disobeying a direct order, just so you could have a glimpse of the power I hold. You're a fool." As the first lash lands the devil continues "You're weak. A powerless nobody who thinks he can achieve anything. Truly you are a pathetic sight." The lashes get harder and more frequent and the devil grunts as more energy is required. Bloody whip marks forming on the low demons back. Ravn's breathing gets heavier as he screams and pleads his master for forgiveness. When he's done Keonhee drops the now bloody whip and walks to the front of the lowlife making him look up. "You're worthless." The words dripped with venom and his cold eyes were staring into those dull exhausted ones. The devil walked out and Ravn pulled on the shackles begging to be let go. He looks up with hope when the door slides open but it quickly vanishes his breath gets caught in his throat and his body freezes in horror as a certain pink haired maniac walks into the room dragging a baseball bat behind him giggling "oh we're going to have so much fun!"

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one time i was at the dentist and he told me that if u close your fists around your thumb and press really hard you cut your gag reflex and on that day i touched the back of my throat with my fingers so: imagine jack learning this ~a whole new world~

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