Part 2
Syndra approached Xolarand's desk with a look of annoyance on her face.
"Is this why it takes so long? It's just you?" She asked.
Xolarand ignored her question and moved right along, picking up the first pile of papers. "Let's begin. I ask you some questions, and you answer them."
"No." Syndra flatly stated, arms crossed.
"Are you sure?" Xolarand said, peering over his reading glasses.
"This is clearly rigged. No matter how I answer it'll be wrong, so quit the fucking games."
Xolarand sadly shook his head. "You made your choice, so live with the consequences. Xellma, you have a new doll."
At those words, Xellma popped up from below the desk with a shocked look on her face. "Oh, who is it?" She asked, before wiping her mouth.
"Her." Xolarand said sadly, pointing at Syndra.
Xellma looked over and saw it was Syndra, and couldn't contain her glee, immediately jumping up and climbing over the desk.
"I've been waiting a very long time for you. We're going to have so much fun. Well, I am at least." Xellma purred, approaching Syndra. "Can't believe you saved us the trouble and decided to be a doll."
Syndra tried to punch Xellma, but she just stopped it with a single hand and tutted.
"Fuck you!" Syndra shouted.
"Syndra Valmaris, you are a doll, and dolls aren't violent." Xellma said, releasing Syndra's hand.
Syndra tried to punch Xellma again, but all that happened was she gently patted her.
"What did you do?" Syndra demanded, raising her hands again and trying to punch Xellma to no avail, the punches stopping short or landing as gentle pats.
"Syndra. Dolls. Don't. Think." Xellma said, narrowing her eyes. "Follow me, and don't dawdle."
Syndra's arms dropped lifelessly to her sides and she nodded, going to stand next to Xellma.
"Xellma, Vordea wants her for something later on, so don't break her too much." Xolarand said, chuckling. To see Snow Thief put in her place was satisfying. "Send me another doll, would you?"
"Victoria will come see you." Xellma said, winking.
"Oh she's being punished again? Fifth time now?"
"She's always too rough with them. Make sure to break her spine." Xellma said idly, as she twirled Syndra's hair.
"Well I do need a new chair. What are you going to do with Syndra?" Xolarand said, as he began to put away Syndra's file.
"Well she is pretty cute when she's not talking, isn't she?" Xellma said, giving Syndra kiss on the cheek. "I'm still more into torturing women than fucking them, though."
"I have an idea for her." Xolarand said, smiling. "Give her to Miss Valorian."
"I think they would both enjoy that too much." Xellma said, shaking her head. "Do the rus come to Hell when they die?"
"They do." Xolarand said, smiling broadly. "Do you have one in mind?"
"Of course, Rebecca Ashe's eldest daughter, Verka Ashe. She always loved the taste of female elves." Xellma said with a wicked smile.
"She avoided punishment, you know. What better than a gift for her?" Xolarand said with an evil laugh.
Xellma waved good-bye to Xolarand as she left his office, Syndra following behind her. Oh, this would be the perfect torture for Syndra, and the perfect reward for Verka. She grabbed Syndra's hand, and Syndra responded by moving to walk beside her, no emotion on her face.
"Syndra, are you excited to be my daughter's toy?" Xellma asked, a large grin on her face.
"A doll has no fear, mistress." Syndra replied lifelessly. "I will do whatever you command."
"Good." Xellma replied, stabbing a dagger into Syndra's back. "How does that feel?"
"It has missed my spine so I am still able to walk, mistress." Syndra answered listlessly. "I am still able to feel pain, so walking may become difficult if not removed."