Hi guys, hope you enjoy this one going for a hurt/delayed comfort story here. So maybe you would care to stick around to find out what happens next. Lemme know what you guys think. This is my first time doing this so… yeah enjoy! XOXO

Her vision is blurred, but slowly and gradually clearing. In a daze, Judy awoke in a room… Her nose twitched to the overwhelming smell of bleach. She looked down, her body recoiled at the sight of her paws, feet, and torso tautly bound to a metal seat. Her shock developed into a mild panic as she does not tolerate claustrophobic situations well. After a good minute of futile struggling, she came to her senses and decided to take deep breaths… in and out… just like in yoga class… in and out… If she succumbed to claustrophobia now… she would have no chance of escaping she thought to herself.

By the time the rhythmic breaths had calmed her heart, her vision was fully restored. She noticed the room she was held in must have once been a lavatory. She could see the rusted broken pipes where toilets and sinks were once rooted. The walls were tiled white, but in some areas near the broken sinks, the tiles were off-white with splotches and stains of grimy yellow and red.

She looked up and could see 2 dim white lightbulbs flickering at varying intervals. This place made her hair stand up as the ominous imagery and the smell of bleach was truly eery. She looked down and thought to herself, "I hope Nick made it back to Bogo…" Suddenly there was a slight metallic creaking.

The sound seemed to originate from the left side where it was dark and unlit by the dim lightbulbs. She could see the shadow of what appeared to be a door slowly swinging out.

Her heart and mind began to race… someone is coming… The calming effect of deep breaths were no longer helping as the anticipation and anxiety flooded her mind. Her breath seems to be the only sound she could hear now as the door swing seemed to have ceased.

She stares down into the veil of darkness hoping her eyes will adjust and identify the subject within. There was a long silence as the sound of her breathing seemed to fill the room. Come on Judy… calm down think of something.

Then suddenly…

A light clacking noise of hooves seem to slowly emerge from the darkness. Her ears perked up and her paws clenched the arm rests.

She took a gulp. Her brows furrowed as her gaze narrowed in on the sound, trying hard to see past the blackness.

The clacking slowly approached the edge of the shadows and then suddenly halted.

She could make out a tall, thick figure. There was a small reflective glimmer coming off of the subject's face. She looked closer. Sunglasses…

The sweat of her brow had reached her chin. She took one deep breath and inquired loudly and authoritatively, "Who are you?! Show yourself!"

Her voice echoed throughout the tiled room.

A long silence…

She continued to stare intently

Suddenly, the figure slowly emerged from the shadow with the widest and most frightening grin.

A pig. She shuddered andher eyes widened as he stepped further out from the shadows.

He was wearing nothing but blue tinted sunglasses, khaki shorts, and a butcher's apron. His right hoof holding what appears to be a small gray remote.

The apron was stained with large streaks of red and the shades and hues varied indicating a mix of new and old blood.

She slightly gaped at the horrifying and impending sight, imagining her fate. She shook her head and recollected herself as she yelled out, "You better let me go right now! The ZPD will be here any moment!"

The swine's grin seemed to widen as if her threats were amusing comments. He began to slowly advance toward her. She seemed to sink into her seat a little with each step he takes. Her tail looking to dig a hole through the chair. Of course to no avail.

As he drew closer about 4 feet apart, she could smell his heavy breath. A bouquet of rotting and putrid odor flooded her nose. She felt nauseous. She crinkled her nose and squinted her eyes a bit in attempt to shield her orifices from its encroaching foulness.

He suddenly leaned in close to her face which made her wince and squeeze her eyes shut. His mouth opened and spoke in a deep and bass filled voice, "Officer. Judy." The smell intensified.

"I am warning you… let me go now." She threatened with her eyes still shut and her body slightly quivering.

He closed his mouth, retracted his face, and returned to his strange smile. He walked off to the side as he began to pull out a tool box and a large bucket of water from behind her seat.

"What are you doing? Did you not hear me?! Undo these bindings right now!" she demanded.

The bucket was shaped such that he was able to slide it in front of the seat and submerge her feet into the water. She winced from this surprise and the water's coldness.

As he opened the toolbox, he pulled out 2 electric clamps which he had hooked up to a box behind her seat.

Judy's breath quickened and her eyes jumped around franticly as he was setting things up outside her field of vision.

He maneuvered in front of her again slowly with the clamps in hand as he slowly clamped them onto her two erect ears.

Oh sweet cheese and crackers. No. no. no. no. no.

She had seen enough torture scenes in movies and taken enough physics class to know where this was going.

Her eyes widened intensely and her body began to tremble. Her voice started to choke up but she refrained from begging. "No! Don't do this. Let me go right now and there might still be a chance for you in rehabilitation or some-"

"Officer. Judy. You need… to tell me right now…"

She furrowed her brows and tightly held her mouth shut. She slowly tilted her chin up. Her trembling intensified.

He spoke again, "Tell us… where Officer. Nicholas. Wilde. Is."

She blinked once. And debated her next decision carefully…

"No." she replied adamantly. She knew what was going to become of Nick if she disclosed his information.

The pig smiled widely. His right hoof flipped a switch in the remote.

Judy's body shot up in an instant as the lights began flickering dimmer and dimmer. Her jaw locked, but she could hear herself screaming through her teeth. She could feel every fiber in her body in full arrest. Her eyes began rolling back. The pain and jolting sensation was unparalleled to anything she had felt before. The burning and tightening feeling felt like forever…

when suddenly, she felt her body violently dropped back into the seat muscle' tension slightly relieved.

She sat, head tilted up toward the ceiling, there shuddering, breathing quick labored breaths, and spitting out an unusual amount of excess saliva she produced during the electrocution. Her neck twitched and her vision was blurry. A few tears rolled down her cheeks. That had hurt a lot more than she anticipated.

She slowly gazed down only to be met by a blurry image of the pig's menacing grin.

She managed to cough out, "You monster."

"I need you. To. Tell me… Officer. Judy." The pig spoke again with his unusual pacing of words.

Her gaze was weak and filled with pain. She scrunched her nose and tried to reclaim some composure, but her muscles felt like they were burning. The pain seemed to incapacitate her.

Despite this… she slowly sat up and mustered up what little strength she had to shake her head resolutely. "Never…"

The pig smiled again… and flipped the switch once more.

The lights dimmed and flickered. A rabbit's screamed echoed in the room.

It hurts… so much, Nick… Help me.