Eurasia Enne Zahard : The of the Great White Shark

"I take it you are already aware of the guards stationed within this prison as being robotic, so I won't go too far into it. I'm just going to say that they were designed to be stronger than Top 100 High Rankers, as to be able to **** me with a degree of efficiency considering my power. At least they don't **** me mentally, so I could tough it out without much problem for the most part." Enne declared, looking down on herself as she shook her head.

"For the mondays to wednesdays, I am tortured through 250 lashes of the whip in the morning and then in the night, while I also suffer intense electro shocks from 13:00 to 16:00 and "burned" from 17:00 to 18:00." Enne said the words bluntly, as though she had gotten used to the pain even though it still left a sour taste in her mouth and mind whenever she thought about it. "As for the tuesdays to saturdays, I am tortured through the usage of thick dildos through my most intimate parts."

Seemingly able to continue describing her punishments without pause, Enne next spoke "I am allowed to eat 3 times, but I must do so with my hands chained behind my back, using only my mouth to take in the food. For sundays, I have no punishments. I believe that's the basics of it. Now, I believe I shall discuss my experiences with the forms of **** I went through, but be warned... They are not pretty."

You smile solemnly at her. "I am actually more concerned for your mental state than I am concerned for my own. As you know, I have interviewed many prisoners within the Imperial Prison, and I have grown, for a lack of better word, "bitterly desensitized" towards it all. I will bear the truth and write it to the best of my ability, Lady Enne."

Enne stared at you for a while, before she gave a small, sad chuckle. "Desensitized, huh? Well, I guess that's the same for me. Spending all those years of ****, you practically grow numb and adaptive to it. I am still pacifistic, and I try my best to feel and think nice and optimistic, but I think I'm much more open to accepting reality, while never really giving up or falling to pessimism."

"Well, let's begin with the whippings, shall we? Like I said, I am whipped 250 times. Since the ones whipping me were robots, they aren't sadistic, just cold and determined to fulfill their function. They struck hard everywhere around my body, from my hands, my legs, my back, my chest, and even sometimes at my face or my most intimate parts, and they don't stop or pause to look at their handiwork. Of course, plenty of those struck the parts that had already been developing some red scars, so it hurt a bit more, but they weren't as precise as normal guards would be, although they make up for it by being much, much stronger than those guards."

"I do not have any scars, though, since while these chains, wrapped entirely around my body, bind my shinsu, I can still use it to just enough of a capacity to heal rapidly, above most High Rankers even in this state. I can also perform some Reinforcement if I want to, even if not to the point of breaking free of these chains, although... a fair share of the time, I decided to take those hits head-on. It's part of my efforts to... punish myself for the lives I took. I never cried or screamed. I didn't even bother staring or looking at those robots as they did their job. I just thought about how, very, very slowly, but still surely, I could feel the pain I was enduring make up for the lives I took."

You nod, eyeing Enne understandingly and with sympathy at her words, soft-spoken and ****, yet still carrying resolution and hope for better days.

"As for the electro-shocks, they are administered non-stop for the entirety of the 3 hours between 13:00 to 16:00. My body and my prowess in handling shinsu, however, even with these chains binding me, allowed me to find ways to reduce the pain of those lightning shinsu shocks to a minimum level. Sometimes, I still gritted my teeth or clenched my fists, but I never cried out loud. I would prefer not to describe the techniques I used to block off the intensity of the shocks, though. It's... too complicated." Enne said softly as you didn't push the matter. The woman before you was quite entitled to some secrets, after all, and perhaps writing about her secrets would doom her to be tortured even more intensively.

"When I said I was "burned" from 17:00 to 18:00, I meant several intense heat rods were jabbed in my back and kept there, causing my body to feel like it was being burned alive. It would have been an excruciating form of **** for most people, but again, my body was strong enough to not only survive, but withstand that ****, and I also know ways to use shinsu in subtle ways even with these chains on to reduce the pain, blocking off it's influence and protecting certain parts of my body."

"I can't break out of these chains, but it's still within my power and skill to find ways to handle the tortures efficiently. Sometimes, the heat felt like a more profound way to atone, so I would let down my means once in a while to feel the full brunt of the suffering, although I never quite screamed. I sometimes let out a few small, barely recognizable gasps, but nothing more." Enne said as you nod, gazing at her eyes with both respect and understanding. While she wasn't nearly as powerful as Lady Yurin, Eurasia Enne was certainly resourceful and mighty indeed, and even with her mind and heart suffering, she still retained quite the astonishing amount of clarity.

"And for the tuesdays to saturdays, now that's where things get a bit hard even for me. Those robots... They basically impale dildos into my most intimate parts and they then trigger it to drill in and out of me. It wasn't just pain, but also some degree of sexual pleasure. And I- I am not familiar with such feelings. It was truly an ingenious, cruel way of ****, and one I struggled to adjust to. Even now, I still let out a few moans at certain occasions. At least those robotic guards were programmed to be indifferent and to solely carry out their duties, not to be cruel or taunt me." Enne said, her voice now taking a slightly sharper and more bitter edge.

"I have grown used to being naked by now, though, so I wouldn't be ashamed even if it were to be male guards who tortured me. I think you can tell with me not minding at all you are a man and seeing my bare body." You blushed a bit at Enne's words, but Enne didn't seem to care as she merely shook her head. "I would not describe my means of handling the pain of that particular ****. I only have one last thing to tell you. I suppose you are wondering how I am allowed to pee or defecate?"

Your eyes immediately turned grim at that. From what you had learned from Anaak, she was basically **** to piss or defecate on her cell, the stench remaining for a while before vanishing, a subtle dehumanizing part of her imprisonment, and the same applied to Nen Neya, although the other A-Rank Prisoners and all of the B-Rank Prisoners you interrogated could still at least call for a toilet. It seemed that Enne was tortured more strictly, yet also somewhat less harshly than Anaak, and while her tortures weren't as "creative" as the ones used on Lady Yurin, it was done on a much more rapid pace per day.

"Well, to put it simply, I'm not allowed to go to the toilet. I just had to urinate or take a shit here. The stench and my leaks would immediately vanish, though, without leaving the scent. They don't care to **** me by keeping the scent, at least. I would have been able to resist that too, but it's a slight comfort." You exhale deeply. So Enne truly was treated with utmost pragmatism, focusing more on imprisoning her than making prison life uncomfortable.