Anaak Zahard: Pain

"Like I said, monday and tuesdays are all about painful punishments." Anaak began describing as you wrote, hardening your heart using your experience from having previously interviewed the B-Rank Prisoners. You knew this prison was anything but humane, so you just had to go along with it. Be strong. A lot of women are counting on you. You can't be weak.

"On the mondays and tuesdays, there are 3 punishments. I think you've noticed that this dungeon is filled with dozens of **** chambers, right?" You nod. In comparison to the B-Rank floor, the A-Rank was much, much wider. "Each of them are tailored specifically for the prisoner. Mine is at one of the furthest chambers down the dungeon. On that chamber, I'm always restrained in the spread-eagle position for the monday while those assholes **** me."

"They start off by whipping me 70 times for the mornings. The guards would either be ruthless professionals who just aim to make it as painful as possible for me, or they would be taunting bastards who mock me for "falling from grace". I don't even bother answering them. I just ignore them and look forward, and when they try to grab my face, I spit on their faces. I don't even care that I got whipped an extra 10 times for it." Anaak said cooly and with a touch of firmness.

"They can beat me, mock me, but even if I might never get out, at that point, I thought I should at least live for- for the memory of him." Anaak looked down at that, and you knew exactly who she was talking about. "Besides, my daughter is still out there. I can at least live with all this, knowing my sacrifice kept her from suffering the same way I did." She smiled solemnly at that.

"Anyway, I don't try to put up too much resistance because I know it's futile. As much as it hurts, at least the pain keeps reminding me that I am alive, that I can still keep going. Being silent is much more effective than being too overly reactive. Once they're finished with the whippings, they literately **** feed me using special tubes for lunch and leave me alone for an hour or two until they come back for the next stage. It's called the "temperature punishment"."

Anaak gave a small, bitter smile at that. "Essentially, they activate certain switches and turn the whole **** room either insanely hot or insanely cold. They just leave me there to be tortured by the temperature. For the noons, it would be the heat, and for the afternoons to night, it would be the cold."

You hesitate before you harden yourself. You need to know as much as you could, or else it wouldn't be maximum. "Out of the two... Which one is more difficult to bear?" Anaak exhaled deeply as she seemed to hesitate for a while before she finally looked at you in the eye, all vulnerabilities gone. It was clear that while the decades of imprisonment did affect her, she is still very strong.

"First, the heat. It's so hot it feels like I'm burning alive, at first, but in time, I got used to it. The heat is probably the easiest, to be honest. You know that, back when I was still a Princess, I was always considered a fiery soul, right? Even Ha Yuri herself acknowledged it." Anaak grinned softly for a while as you nod, giving her a small, solemn smile back. "Well, I use the pain and sweat of the heat to visualize images of my man and my daughter. I think about the times we had, and use that as a fuel to keep going on."

Her grin fell a bit, though, as she talked about the cold. "As for the cold... Well, it's obviously harder. My fiery side just ain't all that good with chill, you know? I always argued with my man back then... I was a bit too hard on him, and those feelings sometimes crept at me while I was **** to endure that chilling cold that caused me shivers." She smiled a bit sadly. "I'm not stupid or self-unaware. Not all of my hot-headedness was good. Still, then I think about the "warm times" we shared together, and yes... By that, I mean even the sexual times. I was always a bit wild on bed, you know?" Anaak's grin returned back in full **** as you couldn't help but blush. "But more importantly... I think about my daughter, about the life she could now live once I ensured her safety. That was enough to keep my heart strong and my mind intense."

"And then they drag me back to my cell at 20:00 PM, feed me dinner, and just leave me alone for the rest of the night. That's all about pain. You ready to hear about labor, next?" You nod firmly. To feel like you want to back down now would not only be detrimental to the reason why you were here, but it seemed almost insulting to Anaak's resolve. As if noticing this, she smiled in a way that seemed approving.