Loiral and Marcus - Recapture - 7.iv
Loiral has the peculiar experience of becoming familiar with the manhandling well before he consciously understands. At first it is purely a rhythm in the pain. Agony jumps and flares in patterns. Across his back. Across his front. Each limb in turn.
Water is poured across his lips and he is desperately thirsty but he does not want it. He doesn’t have the coordination to drink. It gets into his throat, his lungs, leaves him coughing and choking. Agony in his chest, over and over. Then, before the spasms end, the pattern begins again.