Sin lay still even after the lashing had stopped, it hurt to move, and he might not have noticed the man pause if not for the air becoming still, something he would always be aware of, no matter what. He felt himself being lifted by his hair and pulled weakly away, trying to avoid the gaze.

"Just let me go home," he managed to murmur. "What is it about this world?"

He grinned weakly and spat in the man's face. "Still alive, and not planning to die any time soon."

With a more than grim face, did Xiao Lan whipe off the spit with a handkerchief. 'I see, you want more whipping. Never thought you'd be that kind of boy...' He whispered just barely into Sin's ear.

But instead of doing it out in the open, he dragged him off by his hair. 'I'll make sure you won't be able to even blink when I am through with you.' He chuckled.

His mind conjuring up ideas to use this boy in. What fun he would have, with or without struggling.

"That kind of boy...?" Sin echoed in confusion, he couldn't really think straight anymore, but the man's whisper made him shiver involuntarily. He wanted to leave the body he occupied, it was getting too much, the pain and whatever else he was feeling made his head feel like it was going to explode. It didn't help that he was being dragged by his hair.

He tried to scramble up a little behind his captor, using his hands to draw enough strength barely to keep himself moving. Once indoors he would be in more trouble. He needed to buy some time.

"Please," he said finally, his voice husky from weariness and inhaling dust and smoke. "I need some air."

'You don't need air, you need brains. And a good dose of grey cells as well.' He muttered sarcastically. Not in the least thinking of Sin's well fare.

'I should hang you, kicking me. What is the world coming to?' He growled, still pissed about that fact. Though he forgot the serious whipping he did, because that wasn't about him.

'I'm going to rape you and I am going to rape you good.' He was in a bad mood, beyond bad mood actually. Dragging Sin still until he neared a tool shed.

Seeing nothing would work now, Sin didn't immediately regret his former actions as any human might have done. He was trying instead to work out a proper human response that might diffuse the situation. None presented itself of course, and a hand in his hair had quite enough leverage to keep him at bay.

"Tools...?" Sin dipped his hand to the ground one last time, taking in enough energy for at least some movement before he was dragged on. He was feeling a lot more apprehensive than he was letting on. He'd read a lot of books and watched more than enough TV to know that sex could hurt, and what this guy planned might well go into the realm of agony.

Backing down now wasn't an option though, so he kept as quiet as he could, wincing now and then as the pull on his hair grew more painful.

Xiao Lan didn't enter the tool shed, instead. He walked past it. Most considerably, a remote part that was good for what he was planning to do.

One would be shocked to see the place though, there was dried blood on the wall of the tool shed and what hanged above the spot, could be recognized as a tool for keeping people up while they were being whipped.

He let og of Sin's hair and pulled the hangers down 'But before raping, I'm going to make sure, you're learning your lesson properly.' He chuckled, grabbing Sin by his collar to position him right under the shackles.

Sin was glad they didn't go indoors at least, and when he could, he pressed his fingertips to the ground to gather enough energy to make his captor's job that much more difficult. For some illogical reason he was quite angry at the fact that his school uniform was ruined. Then reminded himself that he'd only be going back to school if he made it away with his life.

The dried blood didn't put his mind at ease either, and he twisted in the man's grip, trying to prevent himself from getting locked into place. "Let go of me, you sick fuck."

"I'm not even human," he finally admitted. "There's nothing you can gain by raping me. We aren't the same species! Don't you watch National Geography?"

'What do species have to do with this? Humans marry cats or whatever else has a pulse or not and something to insert. And I can gain pleasure from raping you. You're not a smart one, are you?' Xiao Lan commented, throwing Sin a sidelong glance.

'Now stop playing around.' He demanded, hooking one hand into place, then struggled slightly to get the other into place as well.
'Should I first rape and then whip, or first whip and then rape? Hmmm, or whip and rape at the same time?' He pondered out loud, not giving Sin's body a moment of rest, as he grabbed the boy by his chin.

'What to choose?' He asked, brows lightly quirked.

The comment about his intelligence might have made Sin more angry if he was more human, but right now he was much more pissed off at the fact he had no real fight left. Being dangled by his hands was possibly the worst situation for a Cural, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"You stop playing around first," he said indignantly, twisting around in the man's grip. He growled once his chin was grabbed, forcing him to look at the last thing he wanted to see. If he was going to get raped, he'd really rather not remember the experience or the rapist.

Maybe being cut up for meat would be better than this. Sin's heart pounded fast and loud, he had never even thought about... well, maybe he had thought about it, but he'd never seriously contemplated sex with anyone. As far as he was concerned, he could have been the last of his race.

"Why not just ditch the rape?" He asked hopefully, dismissing for now the option to kick the guy again. It wouldn't help, and it would just make him more angery.

Xiao Lan's mouth contracted into a slight grin 'You're actually asking me to do the so called, love making? What a bold person you are.' He commented, clearly, he ignored the actual meaning.

'Let's skip the foreplay and just have the main course right away.' He whispered, letting go of Sin's chin and walked around him. Not giving a fair warning as he cracked his whip at the boy's back.

'Consider this a stimulant.'

Sin sighed, there really was no talking to this man. And he really would have liked knowing the guy's name so he could insult him more personally. Yelling something like 'you son of a bitch, Master' seemed to ruin the effect. He wasn't given much time for thought though as his captor continued to completely misunderstand him. On purpose, he felt sure.

It made him more uneasy to not be able to see the slaver, so he twisted a little to keep him in sight. This was a mistake. As he did so, the whip lashed out and landed a stinging hit against his side. The tip tore the fabric of his school shirt and an angry red welt rose up against his ribs.

Sin cried out in shock, then bit it down. "Just give me coffee," he yelled back. This was deliberate, it wasn't just a matter of someone trying to prevent him from running away or hurting them. This was deliberate, purposeful torture. He tried to keep himself from thinking about it.

'I'd rather not have my toys choke on fluids, while I play with them.' Xiao Lan answered, grinning sadistically. He was glad to see such a nice effect.

'Pay attention. We're going to hit the 50 mark. If you're still alive by then, it would make raping you so much more memorable.' Giving him another crack with the whip.

'Where are you from?' He asked, another crack 'Answer my questions without lying and I'll take off one hit.'

Sin gripped the chains holding him up tightly, winding it around his palms to try to help him bite down on the pain. He had never experienced anything like it, having been protected from the Cural's end by the Elder's seal. The worst he'd had was brawling with other humans and fighting the Acanthes. Both tried to incapacitate, not purposefully cause prolonged pain.

Fifty? Sin's eyes snapped open and he echoed his thought in an incredulous shout. "Fifty? I'd never survive that." What was the guy expecting him to do, count the lashing?

He bit down hard on his lip, causing it to bleed again as the next hit landed. This time more squarely on his back since he had stopped trying to turn. He could feel it criss-cross the older welts on his spine but did not cry out. He also pondered lying, but... survival won out when another hit stung his skin.

"I am Cural," he muttered softly. "We are elementals who died out a long time ago, but some of us were sealed away for survival."

Xiao Lan stopped whipping at him. 'I see...' He only responded 'Why are you in this world?' He asked, whipping 3 times.

He wondered why, as the boy previous accused him of, the Acanthe family was after something like him. To Xiao Lan, he was nothing but a mere spot on the window.

After a few ragged breaths, Sin felt he could think again. If he could get used to the pain, it wouldn't be so bad. The next question made him a bit confused, but the slaver didn't leave him enough time to think of an answer. He cried out in pain, trying to twist away again so the whip would land less heavily.

"Fuck! That hurts! How the hell should I know!?" He shouted, he didn't realize questions were going to get philosophical too. If he had to have a purpose, then it was to live and continue his line. Though he didn't have a clear idea on how to do that either.

"I'm probably the last one alive," he said finally. "Maybe I'm just meant to stay that way." No thanks to you, he added, but in the safety of his own head.

Xiao Lan took a break on the whipping, shrugging 'Uhu, sure. The last one, that's why you're a good object for breeding.' He chuckled.

'How did you come to this world?' He asked, not cracking his whip at his back this time. He just waited for a satisfying answer. Had to keep the element of surprise intact, you know.

Breeding? This gave Sin some pause in his thoughts of death and insults on the man's grave. That was what he was meant to do, wasn't it? Though... he wasn't too sure what would happen if he had let the Acanthe do it their way. Would his race then be one born only in captivity. Like those animals on TV. He clenched his fists.

"I woke up," he replied without even thinking to the next question, but something was off, he didn't notice it though. Sin's eyes were blanking out as he answered, as if this detail was some automatic response engraved into his memory, whatever the truth may have been, this was all Sin knew. "I woke up and walked from the cave. The seal was broken. There were a hundred, but I saw no one else alive."

Xiao Lan cracked his whip again at his back 'Silly boy. Seals can't just crack, like a woman being put to submission.' He spoke out, lashing his whip out at him again, then stopped.

'Are you going to behave now?' He asked, stepping closer and pressing a finger into a wound. 'It would be better if you would just... behave. And let me break you in at the same time.' =D

(... *loses blood -_-)

Sin twitched as the whip landed, but the response was slightly delayed, as if his mind was snapping back from some distant place. He breathed heavily and tried to pull free of the shackles, the metal biting into his wrists with the force he inserted. The next hit made him growl. He could feel air on his back, stinging the welts, his school shirt must have been a mess.

He heard the guy step in behind him, and pondered kicking him again, but couldn't muster the strength to do it. He gritted his teeth as he felt a finger pressing against what he felt sure was an open weal. He was torn on what to say. Much more of this, he was sure, he will faint. He had taken a sound lashing already earlier. "Just... let me down," he said finally. "I promise not to kick you anymore."

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A storm was brewing. Possibly a little too fast for this time of year. The clouds gathered over Xiao Lan's compound like a thick blanket, lightning flashing overhead, threatening at any time to hit one of the taller buildings.

The rain pelted down fast and brutally, hitting the ground with an angry rhythm. A stroke of lightning followed the rains down, landing where Sin had used his powers the most. A gust of steam rose from the singed earth, and a figure rose with it, hidden by the white fog.

When it cleared, a youth around Sin's age appeared. He was clad in black leather, the lower part of his face veiled with some black cloth. He scanned his surroundings and seemed displeased. Sin was not anywhere to be seen, and the signature had been so recent.  

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Xiao Lan gave it some actual thought. Then pressed his finger deeper 'Attempt something else and we'll have more trips to this place.' He informed, pulling his finger back out.

He let Sin down from his shackles and held him up, stepping back, while dragging him along and sank through his legs 'You might want to ret a bit, before I have my dessert.' He chuckled, pressing the kid against his chest and held him there.

'Hmm. I wonder if there's new mail.' He pondered out loud, he might be a cruel man, he always looked forward to mail from a certain someone. It smelled like home and her hand writing was so clean and fresh, it send tingles down his spine. That of course, because a lot of people he had gotten mail from, had a hand writing that needed a decoder to figure out the words written down. He could see she took time to write her letters, but the ones from other people, like they were speeding through it, while driving a car of some sort.