Thread: Black Wands (ThomasRHellsing and Lady Vi)

Draco let his eyes harden on Marie, they became as sharp as razors. His tone was light, but with an underlying edge as sharp as a blade, Marie, if I was to check your Kit, I'd find that the actual pain relief and numbing slave RIGHT? Not the one with capsayisan extract? Oh don't give me that look, you forget I know your shtick, the dread witch Marie. He shook his head, It says something when our side calls you the dread witch. I know of your fetish for side along pain remember, it's why I recruited you. Hell it's why I made you and Torture McRapey partners. He likes hurting people, you like making the suffering last. So I just want to warn you, if my arm started to hurt worse or sting more AFTER the healing, well one or two of my Crucio's may miss Granger later. He slowly held out his hand knowing she'd understand. Thomas and Marie were somewhat similar, but also very different. Thomas was certifiably insane. The crazy like a fox Death Eater put himself under the Imperius curse every morning. That meant what he wanted to do, he did. It also made him totally guiltless no matter what he did, he could butcher a family mudbloods and make a stew out of them and sleep like a baby the next night. It also made the Crucio curse and Imperio curse not effect him. A mind can't be effected by the Imperio curse twice after all, and if Thomas didn't want to feel pain he wouldn't, so the Imperio would shut down the majority of the pain. Of course, if it was held long enough it would probably cause some sort of brain damage, but as Thomas had told him once, Who cares better to die of an Aneurism then a Crucio. Marie he knew wasn't into pain. The woman wouldn't cut herself, or cut someone, no in some what Marie was like Umbridge, if Umbrige had been subtle. He'd once heard her rape kit had packs of salt. Marie was the sort to do little tiny changes, that caused painful repercussions. A wrong herd in this salve, a bit too much of this or too little of that. She got off on holding your hand, saying their was nothing she could do, when in fact she'd purposefully made it worse. Draco Malfoy was NOT a fool though. In the basement, Thomas looked a bit affronted, Really Iva? Do you really have such little faith in the god of torture, sex, and debauchery. Their called warming charms. Careful applications of them to the manacles, will keep our little Mudblood from getting early release from our chains. Plus it's ironic, she'll think the chains are dooming her, when they are what's saving her. He looked at his lover. Enjoying the sight of her powerful legs. He felt a familiar twitch in his lower body. He decided to test a theory he'd been working on. Moving over to her he let one hand rub her crotch roughly, the other capturing her right breast through her top. He spoke quietly, You know my little halfblood, I've always wondered if you were the spy in our midst. Ever since I saw you change your base form our fifth night together. But you assured me, the reason you kept it a secret was your shame, your hatred of your unclean blood. But still I watched. He kissed her neck, slowly moving up to her ear, I don't care for this war to end. If it does, I'll be bored. So, I'm going to tell you something. In my bag of supplies is a large beaker of bubotuber puss. Somewhat rare this time of year. I would like you to get it out, and put it on the table on the far side of the room. Were you to have an accident, after all it is rather cold down here, and numb fingers are hard to control. Well, then I would have to go to Diagon Alley to get some more. Draco would end up going with me, of course to keep me on task. He'd grab a few of the arriving rookies as well probably. Which would leave Marie and 4 rookie death eaters here. If one of their bodies was well a thoroughly disposed of, one would assume they were the traitor. An hour to find the bobotuber puss, alot can happen in an hour. So pet, you have a choice to make. I can't wait to feel your tongue when you reward me later. Thomas then released her as he said, I'm heading up stairs now. Come and join me when the beaker is on the table. He winked at her. Moving up the steps. Were he not high on the imperio curse, he'd wonder if he'd made a ridiculously stupid choice. But as he was, he just smirked and pulled out a black and mild. Lighting it, he said, in a somewhat loud voice, Hey love bird, you know none of the acid got on his cock right? He laughed at his own lame joke, So how'd commander Draco doing, my dear nurse pain? Want me to amputate?