Alone in the Dungeon - Page 12 (Patreon)

Doucette was panting and breathing heavily. Although she was the one who was shackled to a vulnerable position, it looked like she was the stronger one. Siyrik was too far from her to kick him again. He was staring at her with a bloody face. It was a pleasure to see him like that. Doucette knew he would take revenge, but she was going to suffer anyway. Siyrik was unpleasant, and seeing him sitting on the floor with a bloody nose and confused expression was a joy. His humiliation was worth the suffering they would inflict on Doucette when they would start to break her.

When her attack was over and rage was fading away, she started to think what would happen next. Siyrik had prepared hot irons, but Doucette did not believe he would use those. At maximum, he could use a cane, and even with a cane, he should strike light enough not to make wounds on the skin. Most likely, she would be staying like this overnight, or they would tie her to another uncomfortable position.

But there was also very weak and silent doubt that Siyrik planted in her mind. He mentioned Mistress losing her patience with Doucette. What if that was true and she gave permission to make heavier torture? That could be possible because she had made a lot of trouble to guards. But did she give permission to damage her? Idea of intensive torture was intimidating but secretly Doucette was wondering how pain from that kind of torture would feel.