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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Sept 4, 2014 16:11:12 GMT -6
Aizen watched with a smirked across his lips as Azayaka repeatedly lashed out at Karin. Karin flinched with each strike and tightened her fists within the restraints as she pulled against them. Aizen started to walk around Karin to face her.
"I am sure with each lashing you will be smiling inside thinking you saved the real culprit from any punishment." Aizen only looked into her eyes of deep seated hatred for him.
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Sept 4, 2014 16:14:02 GMT -6
"You bet I am, sick bastard," Karin spat before growling at a particularly stinging lash.
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Sept 4, 2014 16:23:58 GMT -6
Aizen leaned forward drawing close to her ear. "You must take me for a fool. I knew whose soul phone it was even before you claimed it. She escaped nothing."
Another hard lash cracked across Karin's back as Aizen pulled back, an evil smile across his lips. "Loki and I enjoyed her very much no more than a few moments before I arrived here." Aizen stepped around her. "She is still there with Loki as we speak and when I return--" He turned looking at Karin from the corner of his eyes. "I will enjoy her some more."
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Sept 4, 2014 16:29:24 GMT -6
The next lash Azayaka delivered to Karin's back was the hardest of all the previous ones. As she drew the whip back, Karin's back suddenly flashed, turning into the backs of dozens of men she recognized from the Rukon District. Her jaw tightened further and she swung even harder, cursing a stream of profanities in her mind. She let loose onto Karin's flesh over and over, still not satisfied when she saw blood trickling down her spine.
Again, she swung harder than ever.
As she saw Karin's leg lash out to attempt to kick Aizen, Karin's figure reappeared and she lowered her aim, slashing the whip against the back of her thighs. Her legs buckled from the pain and she swung again, this time the whip wrapping around her legs. She pulled back, making the leather release her, the friction ripping her skirt to pieces, revealing her undergarments.
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Sept 4, 2014 16:45:53 GMT -6
Karin growled loudly as the bitch stopped her from nailing Aizen, swinging back and forth, in her ruined and blood-spotted top and bike shorts. Her eyes flashed at Aizen. "Someone won't always be watching your back, ASS HOLE! You'll pay for what you do to her!! What you do to all of us here! This time you won't escape!"
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Sept 4, 2014 17:12:35 GMT -6
Aizen's chuckle was malice as he turned grabbing Karin's chin and lifted her head to look at him. "I don't need someone to watch my back. Especially against a little brat like you."
He dropped her head and walked to the wall of whips. He removed the cat-o'-nine tails and walked over to Azayaka. The hooks, barbs and razors chiming softly as they collided together as he walked toward his daughter. Handing them to her he ordered her.
"Do not stop until she can no longer stand."
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Sept 4, 2014 17:23:25 GMT -6
Azayaka tossed aside the leather whip and took the multi-braided whip from her father. "With great pleasure."
She did exactly as her father ordered. She summoned the image of her former tormentors and raised her arm back putting everything she had into each swing. Each swing with the tailed whip cracked louder and stung ten times worse than the heavy, bulky whip she previously used. This one was lighter and thus yielded better results. She leaned into her swings, using her weight to make them hit harder. Each lash against her already bloody skin hit harder and harder, leaving almost ten times the marks that the single whip did. By the time Karin started to go limp, Azayaka realized that her mind was quiet. She grinned widely.
It always worked. Every time. She expected nothing less. After all, she was the demon spawn of the devil himself.
She didn't let up. She was just getting started.
The metal hooks and barbs dug and ripped into her flesh with every swing. Blood streamed from the gaping wounds, dripping onto the floor every time they were cut open even more by the razor sharp blades on the whip. It only took a handful of swings and her skin could not be seen underneath the amount of crimson blood. Even after she saw Karin start to shake, she kept going. When she was bored of marring her back, she switched to her legs.
"I'll make sure you won't be able to walk for weeks. Insects and rodents can crawl on the ground like they're supposed to."
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Post by Karin Kurosaki on Sept 4, 2014 17:43:03 GMT -6
Karin hissed and cursed through her bloody lips as her body swung back and forth at these clawing whips, wincing each time the claws stuck and dragged down through her skin and muscle. Her moist top was clinging to her chest from the physical effort of keeping her cries inside. Her legs had grown weak, and she'd wrapped her good hand around the chain above her for some support. Trembling, shivering, she felt dizzy.
As the whips dragged along her legs, Karin cursed loudly and struck out, only to find herself bound and her leg to buckle. FUCK! She had nearly blacked out! Her eyes sparking intense fury, her head pounding, she hunched her shoulders and raised her head.
"Then get on the ground, DAMN!, fucking bitch!" she spat. Her legs slid unsteadily on the blood soaking the floor. "You're the scum, not FUCKWIT! me!" she cried out harshly, throwing her head back.
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Sept 4, 2014 17:54:53 GMT -6
Azayaka growled and snarled deep in her chest. She had had enough of this bitch's mouth. She walked over and picked up the other whip. She lashed out with it, capturing her throat in the length. She wrapped the extra around her hand, pulling back on the whip. As she coughed and sputtered, Azayaka whipped her over and over with the cat o nine tails.
"I told you not to speak to me like that!" Azayaka roared, whipping her with each word as she strangled her. She tossed away the cat tails and walked closer to Karin. She pulled harder on the leather whip, moving close to her ear. "The next time you open your mouth to me or my father, I'll cut out your tongue and force feed it to you."
Before Azayaka could stop herself, Karin had passed out, her entire body sagging from the chains. She unwrapped the long whip from her neck and tossed it aside as well. She undid the shackles and kicked her unconscious body to the floor before it had the chance to fall. She turned to her father, wiping the blood splatter from her face, her body shaking in rage.
"I'm finished," was all she said, as if she were a five year old pushing away her plate of food at dinnertime.
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Sept 4, 2014 18:22:23 GMT -6
Aizen looked to Karin as her bloody and beaten body lay at his feet. He looked to his daughter and smiled. "Do you feel better, my dear?"
Hearing the door to the chamber open Aizen looked over to the corridor as Nnoitra entered the room.
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Post by Nnoitra Jiruga on Sept 4, 2014 18:26:51 GMT -6
Nnoitra looked to Karin and grinned wide. "Dumb bitch. Let me guess she fought it to the end didn't she?" He looked to both his master and Azayaka.
"Who's handy work anyway?" He questioned referring to the beating Karin got. He walked over and bumped her with his foot.
"She still alive?"
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Sept 4, 2014 18:29:23 GMT -6
"Barely," Azayaka scoffed. "And that would be my doing, thank you." She let out a huge sigh, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. "Silence. Finally."
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Sept 4, 2014 18:47:33 GMT -6
Aizen smirked and looked to Nnoitra. "Take her back to her room and leave her be. Let her suffer the torment of her beating for a few days. Then if I am feeling generous I will let Inoue heal her."
He looked to his daughter. "Clean up and enjoy a peaceful evening. Things should be very quiet tonight."
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Post by Nnoitra Jiruga on Sept 4, 2014 18:51:49 GMT -6
Nnoitra nodded and walked over picking up the limp and bloody body of Karin. She was a mess and Azayaka handy work on her would not soon be forgotten. Draping her in his arms he left for Karin's room.
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Sept 4, 2014 19:01:24 GMT -6
Azayaka smoothed her hair back as they walked from the chamber, Nnoitora lifting Karin's body over his shoulder.
"I should be so lucky."
As if she jinxed herself, the moment her feet were over the threshold, horrific screeching filled her ears, like nails on a chalk board. She cried out in pain, grabbing her head and dropping to her knees.
You thought you could get rid of me so easily?! You foolish child!
"Enough!!" She slammed her fist into the floor, violet energy channeling from her hand to the concrete. The floor cratered. "You created, me so make her stop!!!!"
She added no subject to her plea, but there was no need. They knew who she was asking. She clawed at her scalp and pulled on her hair, unable to bear the white nose any longer.
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