She frowned a played overdone emotion “If you tell me your true name I can make all that pain go away” she purred and struck his side whit the whip, a sharp cracking sound as the length of the hard whip struck his flank. She was quiet skilled it was actually much louder for effect then for true harm stinging non the less<br/><br/>“We can do this for terribly long… did you ever see a grown man cry?” she asks in a surprisingly sweet voice stroking his face with a hand, her touch is silken soft soothing delicate.<br/><br/>“After a day or two, I had knights whimpering and begging” a cold smile as the stroking hand slaps Jules across the face, and again and again. The claps are teasing meant to frustrate small waves of her hand and back hand she repeats it several times before she stops and picks up the rubbery ball to force it back in his mouth.<br/><br/>The taps a finger against it making it grow larger to the size of a fist, uncomfortably stretching his jaw and making taking breath trough his mouth all but impossible. She puts her face closer and pinches his nose shut waiting a long moment and letting go “No, no little pet you are mine now and I will not let you die. Don’t worry my Jules I am quiet skilled in this game .. “ she smiles and smacks him with the whip again this time over the back<br/><br/>“Well you think about it while I have some more fun” she grins at him and stands up walking out of his field of vision behind him..    nothing the low sun turns into a red sky and still nothing.<br/>