Late night rave leads to sparks

[Just to let you know, this is going to possibly be my darkest chapter. This chapter is going to contain descriptions of tortchure. Some forms I come up with comes from the deepest, darkest, most fucked up, most perverted part of my inmagination. If you are squeemish or get offeded by such descriptions, please exit now. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. If there is anyone left reading this at this point you must be brave or sick in the head but anyways enjoy the show.]

*Darkness filled Raven's head. Her head swirled with different emtions in her state of unconginous. She is suddenly awakened by a splash of cold water across the face, to her already soaked body. Still grogy she hears a faint voice, that she barely reconizes.

Voice-" Hello skank!"

*That voice, that name, Natosha. Still opening her eyes, she feels a sharp sting of a palm across her face.*

Natosha-" I said wake up skank!"

*Raven full awake now, realises her arms and legs are chained and pulled in four directions, spread eagle style. She also notices a sharp pain in the right side of her neck, caused by a tube stuck in it, hanging from the celling.*

Raven-" YOU FUCKING BITCH! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

*Raven tries to summon up her rage to break her bonds and to kill the laughing blonde in front of her. But no matter how pissed she got, nothing happened, no glowing eyes, no tenicles, no nothing. Natosha just laughs, watching her presioner strugle against her bonds.*

Natosha-" Silly, silly, skank. Strugle all you want, not going to do you any good. If you didn't already notice the I.V. jammed into your neck, it's pumping into your system a speacial tranquilizer, designed to surpress any supernatural DNA, including demon blood. So in other words you're just a weak, defenisly little girl; while I'm ultra powerfull."

Raven-" What you want with me?"

Natosha-" Why, to test my new play pen. I was going to first use this stuff on Jira, but since you're his skank, I'll test on you first, just to see how many ways you can skin a cat, if you know what I mean."

*She walks behind Raven to a far wall and grabs a whip, the comes right behind Raven and whispers in her ear.*

Natosha-" Lets first try out the whip with the razor tipped end, shall we?"

*Before Raven can even respond, Natosha cracks the whip across her back. She yells from the lash, as it cuts clothing and even tears some skin with it. Natosha examines the cuts and a huge grin grows as she is pleased from the damge it can do.*

Natosha-" You know, back it acceint Rome, they would order 40 lashes for punishment for a crime, but they would always stop at the 39th because they thought the 40th would actucaly kill someone. I wonder if that's true? Lets find out only 39 more to go."

*Fear fills Ravens mind from Natosha's words, but soon is replaced by agony as Natosha continues and doesn't stop until she gets all 40 lashes in. Raven breathing heavy and tears in her eyes and blood dripping from some of the cuts on her back. Her back is exposed and red now. Natosha noticing that Raven is still alive is disappointed, but only for a moment becuase she gets to try some more toys.*

Natosha-" The Romans would be proud of you, but lets see how you can handle something from the Far East."

*She goes to another table and picks up a steel cat claw and walks in front of Raven this time. Without warning, she scratches Raven right across the stomache, causing Raven to shriek in pain. This only makes Natosha do it again and again. After exposing her mid-section, Natosha notices the clothing barely clinging to Raven