<Posted from IM between Bliss & Amberghylles><br/><br/>Brom's heartless laughter mingled with her wails in the air, punctuated by the crack of his whip in the air above her before he brought it to bear on Felicity's back again, well aware that her clothes were poor shielding from it's sting. "That's it!" he cheered, "If you can make it to your door I'll leave you be..." The cottage loomed in the moonlight, not so far as to be unreachable. But then he cracked the whip again, landing another line of pain across her back.<br/><br/>"Oh! Oh god, PLEASE!" she shrieked, that spare hope enough to give new energy to her stumbling run as in the distance she saw home, with all the light and safety it represented. The strike of the whip nearly sent her sprawling though, steps stuttering over the uneven ground.<br/><br/>"Just over there," he said softly, "Just a bit more rabbit..." The whip cracked against her back once more. "Just put one foot in front of the other little rabbit..." He swung lower, landing a line along Felicity's lower back, across her vulnerable kidneys.<br/><br/>Her body jolted up into an arching curve at that jolt of searing pain into her lower back, nearly stopping in her tracks with the pain of it. Desperately though she did what he taunted her to, putting a foot forward and then the other, her leg buckling beneath her.<br/><br/>“You're so close," he said mockingly as he coiled the whip into his hands and lashed out again, aiming high and lashing her across the shoulders. "Crawl my little rabbit... If you don't reach that door you may not see the dawn. I might just use you till you break like a poor little doll..." And once more his whip cracked, striking at her other leg.<br/><br/>With each terrible strike, she screamed out, and struggled to get her legs under her, scrambling for balance against the lines of pain that criss-crossed her body, hot and throbbing under her increasingly damaged clothing. "I can... I..." the whip took her leg out from beneath her, and she crumpled to the ground, sobbing.<br/><br/>Brom moved closer and stood over her. "Can you?" he asked softly as he curled the whip slowly around his fist to shorten it's reach. "I think you're ready to give up and be my little dolly..." Then he lifted the whip and snaped it once more, aiming now for the base of her neck above her collar.<br/><br/>"Nggg-AAAGH!" she screamed out, body arching and writhing in the dirt as the whip sliced against the base of her neck, the slim leather cutting open the soft skin with no cloth in the way to dampen the blow.<br/><br/>He kicked at her shoulder as she writhed, rolling her onto her back and planting his heavy boot on her chest between her heaving breasts. He leaned, putting just enough weight on his heel to make it difficult but not impossible to breathe. "Looks like you're not going to make it home tonight little rabbit."<br/><br/>"Please... m-my Lord..." she gasped out, both hands coming up to clench and clutch at his armored calf. "I b'beg of you sir..."<br/><br/>"Yes," he said with a nod of his armored head, "You will indeed beg much from me before I'm done with you I think." He pressed his foot down just a little more firmly, forcing more air from her lungs. "Why don't you start by begging me to let you keep breathing? What are you willing to offer me for that privilege? What will you give me that I can't just take?"<br/>