[He has been tortured before, and he had been seeking pain since for the last few weeks, going with anyone who would hurt him and quiet the craving in him for even a moment.
But this is extreme, his mind barely comprehends it as his fingers are broken and bent, as nails are ripped from flesh, as skin is ripped away and tendons destroyed. The world fades into pain and the sadistic giggles of his torturer. Still his cider laced blood betrays him, turning the pain, even pain this extreme and terrible into a rising tide of pleasure that he can barely comprehend.
By the time Feitan asks, it's almost laughable. The damage is too much, too far already. So much that it takes a moment, his mind almost numb with horror but also with pleasure.]
Keep...
[Why stop? It feels like he is stood on a precipice, right on the edge and though there is still a fading part of his mind that is telling him to move back the rest is telling him to tumble over.
He's been chasing something since this all began, a pain so great it would sooth his soul. Redemption for all his evils.
He deserved this pain and so much more. The cider sang to his worst instincts and he gasped slightly as he tried to speak.] Keep... Going...
cw: ripping nails, skinning, gore, very self destructive thoughts
But this is extreme, his mind barely comprehends it as his fingers are broken and bent, as nails are ripped from flesh, as skin is ripped away and tendons destroyed. The world fades into pain and the sadistic giggles of his torturer. Still his cider laced blood betrays him, turning the pain, even pain this extreme and terrible into a rising tide of pleasure that he can barely comprehend.
By the time Feitan asks, it's almost laughable. The damage is too much, too far already. So much that it takes a moment, his mind almost numb with horror but also with pleasure.]
Keep...
[Why stop? It feels like he is stood on a precipice, right on the edge and though there is still a fading part of his mind that is telling him to move back the rest is telling him to tumble over.
He's been chasing something since this all began, a pain so great it would sooth his soul. Redemption for all his evils.
He deserved this pain and so much more. The cider sang to his worst instincts and he gasped slightly as he tried to speak.] Keep... Going...