Anaak Zahard: Labor

"Well, to be honest, the labor is essentially them teleporting me into a mine, where the guards there told me to carry all the heavy mining equipments and start digging for 14 hours. They threatened to punish me harshly if I attempted to defy them by not mining anything, but to be honest, at least being allowed to exercise and move around a bit was much better than just being tortured, so I went along with it most of the time." Anaak shrugged as she started describing the punishment of labor.

"It's not like labor is nearly as worse as this fucking position, either." Anaak gestured at her naked body, restrained in a crouching position as it was. "Like, I could lie down on the ground and take a few breaks since the guards don't keep watch on me constantly, those assholes so assured that I wouldn't escape that they just expected me to come out when they shouted at me to. Here? I can't lie down at all, not even when sleeping."

"Does that position still hurt, Miss Anaak, even now after decades of imprisonment? Did you ever adjust to it?" You asked her softly as Anaak merely nodded with a shrug.

"Well, I had to. At first, it was uncomfortable as hell. My muscles were always so stiff, and trying to move them even a bit was painful. By now, though, it's only a few faint aches. I still sweated whenever I am like this, but it's still not nearly too hard now. I could take it." Anaak said confidently as you nod respectfully at her.

"Now, back to the subject of labor. It's basically done on the thursdays, and fridays, and as much as I hate working as though I am a ****, I can't lie and say I don't enjoy it more compared to the tortures of the mondays and tuesdays. The mining equipment was heavy enough for me to struggle at first, but I quickly adjusted to the weight. If anything, I guess... Enduring all the pain and the labor have helped me at least grow fucking stronger." Anaak allowed a small smirk at that as you nodded solemnly.

"I'm basically made to mine everything I could find inside those mines. They aren't the same, and seem to alter time and again. Sometimes, I got some gems, but most of the time, I simply got either metals or common rocks and mineral. Most of the time, I take it they only make me go through all those labors just because they want to humiliate me by forcing me to do **** work. It's not as though those materials could ever be used for war plans or anything." Anaak shook her head with a scowl before regaining her smirk.

"If only those assholes knew that labor was actually the closest thing to being my "favorite" punishment. Anyway, that's basically it for labor. Honestly, I can actually almost really smile, instead of scowling back when they **** me to eat with my hands tied behind my back." Your eyes widened at those words as you almost dropped your quill and journal.

"Yep, that's how I am treated. I'm essentially **** to eat and drink like an animal, all while those guards taunt me about how I have "fallen from a mighty Princess of Jahad to lower than a mere common woman, a naked prisoner". Anaak scowled, but then she shook her head as you looked like you were close to snapping. "Look, boy, I wasn't just angry and disgusted about it. Do you know what else I felt?"

"... No." You said solemnly, forcing yourself to calm down. This was what you had to do. You just had to grit your teeth and endure whatever immoralities the Jahad Empire employ.

Anaak looked at you with a slightly determined expression. Even after everything, that feeling still remained. It was one of the reasons she was able to endure it.

"I then recalled the love I have for my daughter and husband. Even then, that love and those memories were what gave me the strength to endure it. I could endure anything as long as it was for my daughter's sake, even if she wasn't with me... That was what I thought of during that time. I also felt like I had to keep going, because I heard my husband's last words before he was struck down. He told me to "Live on as much as you could, no matter what", and although, up until now, I haven't really been given reason to hope, I still chose to keep living because to just roll over and die wouldn't be what my husband wanted, and my daughter survives to this day. In the end, my suffering wasn't in vain, because you told me my daughter has grown up and I'll be free one day." Anaak smiled solemnly as she nodded reassuringly at you, who sighed deeply as you nodded.

"Alright, time for the last punishment of the week... Sexual Punishments."