Torture Part 2

Another wave of cold water hit me and my wet fingers threatened to slip off the steel bar above my head. I had brought my knees up in order to avoid the sharp spikes below calling upon the Force to provide the additional strength I needed. Salty drops splashed into my face and eyes from the pool making it harder to see.

I could hear the door opening and the watery barrage stopped suddenly.

“It’s enough you stupid bitch. I want her alive not half dead. Jedi are not immortal.” Marusi’s shouted at her in annoyance. “Get that thing out of here.”

Octavia obeyed with a grunt and disappeared dragging the hose behind her.

“And now to you, my daaarling.” He cooed with satisfaction to have the upper hand in this game. “We are going to have a little talk.”

I shook the water out of my hair and face to be able to see more clearly. I noticed a shiny object in his hand as he walked toward me his face a grimace of pure joy to see me helpless and at his mercy.

“And now we shall see how the Force really works.” He stretched out his hand and jabbed the object into the side of my neck.

As the liquid swam through my body I had a feeling of floating above ground. TRUTH SERUM!! That bastard. It would be hard to fight against its affects and not to say anything involuntarily The room began to swim and spin around me and I knew that my face was contoured into a silly grin until the muscles of my mouth and cheeks hurt. Marusi’s voice came from a far distance but yet echoed very clearly through my mind.
“If you are a good little girl I might let you get out of there.” He walked around me. “How does it feel to have lost control over you?” he laughed in self satisfaction.

“Not…quite….yet.” I managed to say.

“Oh, you were always a stubborn one.” Marusi stroked my hair as my head lolled from one side to another. “But I think you are ready for me now.” A wolfish grin twisted his mouth.

As coherent thoughts left my mind my body became semi limp, making it harder to hold on to the bar. I gritted my teeth while my hands kept slipping off the smooth metal.

“Would you like some relief?” Marusi leaned over, his face close to mine.

“Nggghhh.”

“You just don’t learn, do you?” he cackled. “Let the games begin.”

My jumbled brain only vaguely registered what he was about to do. With a few quick movements he cut into my tunic and stripped it off me leaving only my undergarments in place. The burn marks stung as the salt water penetrated my skin. Not the worst of pains but as I was unable to relief the itch it became most uncomfortable.

Marusi reveled in my discomfort from what I could see of his facial expression. My eyes could no longer focus and rolled slowly into the back of my eye sockets.

“Too bad this body is wasted for the Jedi.” His voice sounded husky. “You could have had it good with me.” A harshness suddenly underplayed the baritone.

Grabbing a handful of hair he jerked back my head. “Where is the treasure of the temple.?” He growled with malice.

“Wha…tre….treashure?” my tongue had the consistency of a bantha steak only less flavorful.

“The money the Jedi stash in there. You can’t tell me that you live from nothing.” My head flew forward when he pushed my face into the water.

Just before I thought my breathing would stop he pulled my pulled my head back up.

“Tell me, NOW.” He shouted.

“No….m…monnneyyy.” I babbled. The ringing in my ears increased.

“I should have known better. You are as useless as Kenobi.” Marusi used his weight to submerge me under water. My fingers let go. And then I felt nothing but stabbing pain as the durasteel spikes penetrated the skin of the bottom of my feet.

Kenobi….The name sounded familiar. I couldn’t remember where I had heard it. All thought vanished while I sank deeper into my wet grave.