Altheras was shuddering from the pain by the time Jace had finished slipping so many needles through his skin. He'd never really liked needles, and having to take so many of them at once was making him dizzy. He was used to pain, but this kind of methodical torture was enough to break even his resolve.<br/><br/>He whimpered quietly, having to fight to keep himself from screaming. No matter what the staff might turn a blind eye to, he had a feeling that an actual scream would earn him Jace's wrath, and if the man was capable of what he was doing right now, he shuddered to think of what else he might do.<br/><br/>When the candle was taken from him, he gasped, fighting for a moment to catch his breath properly as the pain and intensity of keeping the candle in the grip of his teeth had been more important than getting air. His chest was shaking with his pants, and he looked up at his new cellmate, his eyes deeply tinged with fear and perhaps even respect.<br/><br/>"I won't do anything for anyone without your permission, Sir. Those are my orders." His voice quivered as he spoke, but there was no questioning to his tone. He knew what Jace demanded of him, and he would do it to the best of his ability. Though he probably still wouldn't actually fight somebody who tried to take him by force. He'd simply never been much a fighter and if his new master expected him not to give in to the violent ones, he was going to have to fulfill his own duties and protect his pet from such things.