I woke up this morning thinking it was Saturday, which I am sure, is wishful thinking on my part. I worked 50 hours last week, will have 55 at least this week, and I’ll put in 12 just today. I’m exhausted. So my brain decided today was the start of the weekend. Don’t I wish! But alas, it is just Wednesday, which means I have to select a WIPpet to post from the novel I haven’t written in, in like a week, save for a few hundred words I managed yesterday. My goal was to finish Nephil’s Destiny by the end of October to start a new project for NaNo, but now I don’t know if that’s going to happen, so I’m just tired and disappointed all the way around. Add to that I’m house and dog sitting for my parents for a MONTH, nursing a puppy with pneumonia back to health and dealing with my Aunt in hospice for end stage lung cancer that has moved to her brain and I’m just done. Totally done. But alas, I have selected a WIPpet. Mind you, it is one to reflect my mood, so beware, choppy seas ahead. You get 10 paragraphs for the 10th month. Simple math today. Once you’re done, go here and read all the other wonderful, hopefully not as dark, contributions to today’s WIPpet.
Abalam leaned back in his chair and considered the situation at hand. “It’s up to you what happens next, but I do need your decision.”
Knowing she was out of time, Lux took a deep breath and offered a bright smile. “I’m going to have to decline.”
Abalam stood. “Good. I was hoping you’d say that.” He cracked his knuckles and rolled his shoulders. “I’m pretty anxious to get started, so I think we’ll jump right in.” He snapped his fingers to gather her hair back into a ponytail, keeping it off her face. “This is going to be extremely unpleasant for you.” He picked up a pair of shears and cut her shirt off her body and slashed her jeans off at the knee before removing her shoes and socks. “Remember, I ask questions and you answer them. You must tell me the truth, and you must answer the question asked. If you fail to do so, you’ll be punished. The longer you go without giving me the information I desire, the more unpleasant this becomes. Do you understand?”
“See? You know how it works! Have you done this before?” Abalam looked at his trays of tools admiringly. “Have you ever been tortured before, Lux? I won’t continue to ask twice. When I ask a question, I expect an answer.”
Pouting, he lovingly ran his fingers over the instruments. “What spell did you use to unlock time and send Amaya and Deacon through to Atlantis?” When she looked surprised, he smiled. “Oh, yes, we know about that. Unfortunately, Lucifer and Lilith arrived after you had cast it and were unable to document the spell you used. We’d like you to tell it to us so our witches can cast it and we can go after your friends.”
“I don’t remember.”
Abalam’s smile got wider. “I was so hoping you’d give me a reason to do something nasty to you.” He flicked his hand and hummed as classical music began playing in the room. “I like music while I work.” He perused the selection of tools before picking up a clamp in one hand and a scalpel in the other.
He stood and walked to the side of the chair, leaning over until his face was mere inches from her neck. Lux felt warm breath on her cheek and trembled, her whole body shaking in the cold air. Abalam’s tongue darted out and brushed over her earlobe, tasting her skin and sucking the flesh into his mouth.
“There are many erogenous zones on the human body. Earlobes are one of the most overlooked. A scrape of teeth or a flick of a tongue can bring sexual arousal.” He brought the clamp up and pressed the cold metal to her skin. “The opposite side of that coin is pain. The more nerves that are in an area, the greater the amount of pain I can bring you with very little effort.” He clamped the tool down on her ear and pulled the flesh taut. “Feel how much that hurts with just a little pinch?”
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