The Story of Hanna/Chapter I - Interrogation - Refuse to Tell Him
You stay silent. You're still debating if you really should tell him. It doesn't look like Robert is happy about you keeping your mouth shut when being asked a question, and he lashes out in rage. He slaps you, this time with his palm. "Fine! Have it your way!" His rage is not quenched with a simple slap. He kicks the stool from underneath you and you feel yourself fall few inches down, only to be stopped painfully by the tight iron wrapped around your wrists. You scream in agony, lucky that nothing broke.
"I'm so sorry!" you scream. "I'll tell you!"
"I don't care anymore! The interrogation is over, and I've decided on your punishment."
You only have on wish: "Please don't hurt me…!"
"I'll decide whenever I'm going to hurt you or not. What I need you to do understand, Hanna, is that you're a slave. You're property, and I am your caretaker, okay? So, promise me, you will never, EVER, try to escape this place ever again."
He's about to push you somewhere you don't want. You have a power, or a curse, however you want to put it. There is a powerful devil on your back, and he's holding you accountable for every promise you make. It's a source of great strength, but at the same time, the drawbacks are remarkable. If you break your promises, there will be a punishment that will make you weaker, sometimes even permanently. And Robert wants you to promise to never try and escape ever again. Should you make such a promise, a promise you can't keep, it would come to bite you in the ass big time.
"Say it, Hanna. Promise that you will never try to do something as foolish as escaping ever again."
"Yes…" you say softly. You feel the devil cling his hands of oppression on you. He hasn't heard you made a verbal promise yet, but he knows that you are implying. The devil is patiently waiting for you to say those words, so he can curse you.
"Say it properly, or I will have to punish you", Robert says and presses the handle of the whip against your belly. He raises your blouse with it, exposing your bellybutton. "And not just me… Dusty will punish you too… He's a well-trained dog. He knows how to punish naughty girls like you…"