The prisoner awoke slowly and the featureless gray walls of the torture chamber came into focus.
She was lying on the floor, the rough concrete cold on her skin.
The memory of her previous ordeal seeped back into her, and she shuddered.
Slowly sitting up, she was hit by a wave of confusion, for her body showed no signs of the brutal whipping she had endured.
There were no scars, no welts, her skin was smooth, and to her surprise, even had a healthy sheen, as if it was freshly moisturized.
"Amazing isn't it?" came Nina's voice, making her start violently.
She trembled at the sight of Nina, sitting on a wooden stool beyond the bars of the cage.
"One of Commander Xander's newest inventions, a stem-cell and nanobot based treatment that completely heals non-lethal injuries, and leaves the skin looking flawless," explained Nina, a cruel smile on her lips.
At the press of a button on her wrist unit, the cage bars retracted, and Nina uncoiled her whip.
"Short version, I can chastise you until the message sinks in," said Nina, swinging the whip over her head.
The prisoner scrambled to evade the lash, but Nina was too quick, and the whip cracked against its calf, slicing open the skin.
The prisoner screamed in agony as blood gushed from the wound.
"You passed out on me the last time. This time, I'm going to make sure you stay awake to feel every lash this time," said Nina, swinging the whip again, slicing open the skin on the prisoner's back.
"Just kill me and be done with it!" wailed the prisoner, curling into a ball on the floor.
"Now where's the fun in that? No, you're not getting that martyrdom you so clearly crave," said Nina, lashing the prisoner again, this time, with less force.
The prisoner howled as the whip bit into its flesh, but not hard enough to break the skin.
"That's right! Scream! This is what happens to vermin who think they can shave their heads and try to attack with stilettos!" spat Nina, lashing the prisoner again.
The prisoner screamed and scrambled around the torture chamber trying and failing to evade Nina's whip.
The screams of pain echoed through the chamber, and Nina felt herself growing wet between her legs.
She lashed out harder, slicing open the skin on the prisoner's back, thighs and arms.
The prisoner lost the energy to scramble, and collapsed into a quivering heap on the floor.
Nina approached the prisoner, and kicked it hard in the ribs, savoring the dull crack of breaking bones as her boot smashed into the prisoner's ribcage.
"You really shouldn't have shaved your head, vermin! If there's one thing I hate, it's bald bitches who don't value their femininity. And that's exactly what I'm going to beat into you!" whispered Nina, into the prisoner's trembling ear.
With that, she grabbed the prisoner by the ear, and knocked its head into the floor.
"Clean the vermin and transfer it back to cell 717" she ordered into her earring communicator, before leaving the torture chamber.