Fragments of a Shattered Life 7
Title: Fragments of a Shattered Life
Part: 7/28-ish
Rating: 18+
Warnings: Explicit violence, non-con
Genre: Angst
Characters: Jack Harkness, Tenth Doctor, Martha Jones, Rose Tyler
Summary: The Doctor and Rose run into Jack after POTW but all is not as it seems. Note that this is a very dark fic.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: Starts 104 years before Chapter 1
Chapter 7 Training and Retraining
Year 200,101
Initially Jack's training was the same as every other worker assigned to the Pleasure Palaces. The management did not want their merchandise damaged so the method of discipline was strictly through the bracelets. These caused intense pain with no damage or scarring to the prisoner. What the management also knew from long experience was that the first few rapes were the ones that mattered. After dozens the psychological impact on the prisoner was much diminished. So the training started with four days of continuous assault before “client scenarios” were enacted with guards playing the part of the clients. Any failure to please the “client” would be severely punished with the bracelets until the “client's” wishes were fulfilled. After a month of this training the workers were assigned real clients. By this time all the new prisoners were able to serve their clients with a smile and leave them believing that everything they did was entirely consensual and fantastic for both parties.
Having come from the Earth prison where he had been forced to admit publicly to the murder of 256 people and organising terrorism, Jack was already broken. He had lost all his self respect in the prison on Earth by confessing to something he had not done, rationalising his compliance in the end by the fact that no one he cared about would ever know. He fought the training for a while but he no longer had it in him to fight for long. At the end of the month Jack was also serving clients obediently and with a smile.
After six months the management were sufficiently confident of Jack that they implemented their long term plan for him. He was to serve a particular subset of clients who wanted to use violence and cause suffering and injury. These clients were usually limited to using whores at the end of their useful lifetimes, and such opportunities were rare. In Jack's case they could do anything they wanted and it would cause no long term damage so he could be used in that way over and over again. There would be no limits. The only snag was in getting him to cooperate. They needed him to treat the client the way the client wanted, with fear when they wanted to terrify, with suffering when they wanted that, or even by begging for more pain when they wanted to think he enjoyed it.
The aim of training was to bring the prisoner into line so they would fulfill all their clients wishes without disruption, particularly to the client. In Jack's case the treatment he would receive from the clients themselves would be so traumatic that the training itself had to be utterly brutal. Fortunately (for the trainers) there was a lot you could do to a man who did not stay dead and after the extra two months training period for the special clients this policy worked very well on Jack.
The Pleasure Palace management soon realised that they had to limit the number of clients, not only because they didn't want to saturate the market, but also because they learned during Jack's training that too many deaths in a short time slowed his rate of healing and recovery. An eventual compromise of one client per week was chosen. The rest of Jack's time was devoted to recovery and fitness, as that was something that carried over between deaths.
From this time on Jack's life was hell. He held onto his sanity by holding on to the happy times in his life, largely the times with Rose and the Doctor.
Year 200,205
For over 100 years he had endured that life. But now the Doctor had destroyed the delicate balance that Jack had found. Everything he had clung to had been snatched away and he had been sentenced to a repeat of his earlier training for the violent clients. The beating and rapes they had sent on a vid to the Doctor were nothing, just a softening up. He suffered that much frequently with his usual clients.
But things did not turn out the way the management expected. Instead of resuming his previous good behaviour after the intensive retraining, Jack became completely unresponsive. He obeyed orders like an automaton but showed none of the reactions that clients would want. Not pain, suffering or pleasure. The spark had gone from him.
The management intensified the retraining sessions with Jack but nothing worked. It was as if he had turned off. He was now essentially useless to them in the Pleasure Palaces. No client wanted an unresponsive piece of meat to fuck or abuse. In the end they gave up and decided to hold an auction to sell him on.
Chapter 8 here: ohinyan.livejournal.com/2636.html
Part: 7/28-ish
Rating: 18+
Warnings: Explicit violence, non-con
Genre: Angst
Characters: Jack Harkness, Tenth Doctor, Martha Jones, Rose Tyler
Summary: The Doctor and Rose run into Jack after POTW but all is not as it seems. Note that this is a very dark fic.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: Starts 104 years before Chapter 1
Chapter 7 Training and Retraining
Year 200,101
Initially Jack's training was the same as every other worker assigned to the Pleasure Palaces. The management did not want their merchandise damaged so the method of discipline was strictly through the bracelets. These caused intense pain with no damage or scarring to the prisoner. What the management also knew from long experience was that the first few rapes were the ones that mattered. After dozens the psychological impact on the prisoner was much diminished. So the training started with four days of continuous assault before “client scenarios” were enacted with guards playing the part of the clients. Any failure to please the “client” would be severely punished with the bracelets until the “client's” wishes were fulfilled. After a month of this training the workers were assigned real clients. By this time all the new prisoners were able to serve their clients with a smile and leave them believing that everything they did was entirely consensual and fantastic for both parties.
Having come from the Earth prison where he had been forced to admit publicly to the murder of 256 people and organising terrorism, Jack was already broken. He had lost all his self respect in the prison on Earth by confessing to something he had not done, rationalising his compliance in the end by the fact that no one he cared about would ever know. He fought the training for a while but he no longer had it in him to fight for long. At the end of the month Jack was also serving clients obediently and with a smile.
After six months the management were sufficiently confident of Jack that they implemented their long term plan for him. He was to serve a particular subset of clients who wanted to use violence and cause suffering and injury. These clients were usually limited to using whores at the end of their useful lifetimes, and such opportunities were rare. In Jack's case they could do anything they wanted and it would cause no long term damage so he could be used in that way over and over again. There would be no limits. The only snag was in getting him to cooperate. They needed him to treat the client the way the client wanted, with fear when they wanted to terrify, with suffering when they wanted that, or even by begging for more pain when they wanted to think he enjoyed it.
The aim of training was to bring the prisoner into line so they would fulfill all their clients wishes without disruption, particularly to the client. In Jack's case the treatment he would receive from the clients themselves would be so traumatic that the training itself had to be utterly brutal. Fortunately (for the trainers) there was a lot you could do to a man who did not stay dead and after the extra two months training period for the special clients this policy worked very well on Jack.
The Pleasure Palace management soon realised that they had to limit the number of clients, not only because they didn't want to saturate the market, but also because they learned during Jack's training that too many deaths in a short time slowed his rate of healing and recovery. An eventual compromise of one client per week was chosen. The rest of Jack's time was devoted to recovery and fitness, as that was something that carried over between deaths.
From this time on Jack's life was hell. He held onto his sanity by holding on to the happy times in his life, largely the times with Rose and the Doctor.
Year 200,205
For over 100 years he had endured that life. But now the Doctor had destroyed the delicate balance that Jack had found. Everything he had clung to had been snatched away and he had been sentenced to a repeat of his earlier training for the violent clients. The beating and rapes they had sent on a vid to the Doctor were nothing, just a softening up. He suffered that much frequently with his usual clients.
But things did not turn out the way the management expected. Instead of resuming his previous good behaviour after the intensive retraining, Jack became completely unresponsive. He obeyed orders like an automaton but showed none of the reactions that clients would want. Not pain, suffering or pleasure. The spark had gone from him.
The management intensified the retraining sessions with Jack but nothing worked. It was as if he had turned off. He was now essentially useless to them in the Pleasure Palaces. No client wanted an unresponsive piece of meat to fuck or abuse. In the end they gave up and decided to hold an auction to sell him on.
Chapter 8 here: ohinyan.livejournal.com/2636.html