<strong>"I don't beg."</strong>Irina sneered, though the gun at her temple made a nervous tremor run down one of her arms to her fingers.<strong>"Maybe your ork friend is just really useless?"  </strong>She taunted.  His threats were terrifying, but limited.  It would only be so long before he grew bored of her, however sadistic he was, and eventually, somehow, he'd slip up and she'd get her chance.<br/><br/>The music was horrifying, driving into Irina's skull like a drill.  She wanted to cover her ears, but still bound, all she could do was toss her head back and forth, then try to focus on other things.  A headache quickly blossomed, a pounding growing behind her eyes as she hung in her restraints, naked, exposed, and helpless.