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The second time she was ready, the pain having less of a bite as he worked. This ring was cold against her hot skin, making it sizzle as he slipped it in, cooling the wound even as he licked it. As he spoke she opened her mouth with a sassy retort but got cut off with a resounding slap. Her head lolled to the side from it, having no energy to keep it up after the strike. It hung there, watching him pull the battery out as a small flare of panic rose in her.

Fuck you Rufio. Fuck. You.

Sure enough he set it up to clamp onto the rings, meaning not only would it eletrocute her but the rings would heat up, burning her sensitive skin. She glared at him hatefully as he sat down, knowing he wouldn't take any answer she had. Kaige was gone, and this was his excuse to torture her. Red had left her with this monster, and there was no amount of the truth or a pile of lies that Rufio took seriously. Nysa had tried them all.

"Tried checking the closet?" she sneered, keeping her sass although she knew it would cost her.
 

Name: Rufio Arellano
Location: Cell Block A
Tag: Nysa.

No answer. Just the usual sass, which only dug Nysa’s hole deeper and deeper. Rufio did not care though. There was already word coming in that Kaige might have been recaptured, which meant this was all for naught. Well at least from an official standpoint. It meant a lot for Rufio, relishing in the pain and agony he could cause this little siren bitch. He was going to make her scream now, for the electrical currents would heat up the steel rings and start to burn her body from within. He saw what heat did to the outside of her body. Now he was going to test the inside.

He turned the knob to low, causing a weak current to beginning flooding into her body, shocking her and heating the rings slowly. “Shame. I thought you were smarter than this, Nysa. Why defend someone who so easily threw you under the bus?” Rufio mused a loud, watching the effects of his torture. He waited a few moments before he turned the knob to off, letting her catch her breath, before jerking the knob all the way to medium. There he kept her for a full minute, before turning it off for several seconds and starting again. Each new session lasted longer than the last, Rufio slowly turning the knob towards high, where it would really begin to hurt and cause misery. Tendrils of smoke were already rising off her body, causing him to lick his lips.

Soon the pain would be unbearable. And this time there was no one to temper Rufio’s actions.
 
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