Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Agonies of Love ❯ The Whipping ( Chapter 5 )

Arivid swallows guiltily. "I don't want to do this… I have to tear up your back to appease your father. I promise I'll make it up to you somehow." He stands up, and lies Seth down on the cushion.

"Please remove your shirt and pants," He says in a business-like fashion, as if he is torturing a prisoner. "I wouldn't want to ruin your pretty clothes, heheh."

Seth looks over his shoulder. He has never used that tone with me before… Seth makes no move to divest himself of the clothing.

Arivid slaps Seth's face to turn him away. "You don't wish to show me your bare back?" He asks contemptuously. "Fine." Arivid brings the whip down onto Seth's back. "I'll just tear your clothes to ribbons like the rest of you. What will your father say about it? Will he want to pay for a new set? Or will he make you pay by giving you to his friends for nights of pleasure and passion?"

Seth cries out and hastily manages to remove his shirt before the whip crashes down on his tense back several times in rapid succession. He winces and bites back screams each time he feels strips of his skin pulling away from his body.

"Trying not to scream, eh? The less you scream, the harder I hit. That's the way torturing goes. I thought you knew that, Priest," Arivid sneers. Tears roll down his cheeks at having to treat his love like this. I have to put this cold, unfeeling mask on. I have to make it look to his father like I hate Seth. It'll be over soon. Right after his first scream, I'll stop and clean the wounds. He'll wear a shirt until we get to the palace, then I'll make him take it off to prove that he was actually beaten. Arivid brings the whip down three more times, viciously tearing into the prone man's blood stained back.

Seth throws his head back at the ferocity of the strikes and issues a bloodcurdling scream. He collapses into the cushion, sobbing and trying to curl in on himself.

Arivid throws the whip across the room in disgust and immediately kneels, starting to pet Seth's hair. "Seth! Seth, I'm so sorry. Please, please forgive me. I just wanted you to scream once and that would have been enough. I couldn't hit you as a lover; I had to hit you as a General. Please forgive me."

"I forgive you. Just, please don't hit me anymore. Please make me presentable to the Pharaoh since we must appear before him as soon as the Physic gets here to set my arm…" Seth reaches up with his good hand and touches Arivid's chest. "You did nothing wrong, you were only following orders."

Arivid takes the hand and kisses it. "I'll go get water. We can use the cloth from one of your spare shirts to wrap around you for now. Once we get to the Palace though, you must go in without any covering." Arivid runs out to the well with the basin used earlier to clean the walls.