Working off a nice sweat.

"Oww!!" She cried as Rheena slapped her across the cheek. She had a feeling actions would speaker louder in this case. "Be...because... because of the way you reacted... when I did this.." She said, and tried to quickly lean her head up just to smooch her lips.

Every slap, every strike, every whimper and cry in pain, Rheena just couldn't stop. She wanted an answer, but at the same time, she just wanted to continue breaking Amy down. She could tell she was starting to really bring some pain to Amy, the girl's optimism and resistance beginning to come apart, but it felt like there was still a long way way to go.

Rheena heard Amy begin to speak her reason, her icy eyes meeting Amy's brown orbs, not aware of what the girl had planned. When she started to move closer though, Rheena's eyes widened just a little, a rare expression of surprise coming from her usually placid and blunt face. As bar as she could, Rheena backed her face away, bending her back enough that Amy never got the satifaction of a kiss. However, the girl's lips were no more than an inch from Rheena's, their breath's touching one another's skin as they were just barely out of contact.

Rheena was almost speechless, feeling confused by the closeness between them right now, and keeping adament, even though she started to feel her heart beating a little faster. It was strange, but she kept herself composed, yet she didn't strike Amy just yet. "...What are you.. doing?" Rheena said with her eyes still widened, her voice barely seeming to crack, starting to seem like she just might be slipping from her blunt composure.

Amy blinked when Rheena leaned away from the kiss, and looked up at her eyes. "It was when you reacted to it the first time. You enjoyed it. I could tell. Also.. I've never actually kissed a girl on my own before.. you're my first, for some reason I can't explain."

When their eyes met for those few moments, Rheena stood still, almost like a deer froze in the headlights. The only sound after Amy's words for nearly ten seconds was her slow, steady breaths, her eyes piering to Amy's, nearly breaking her gaze, as what Amy said seemed to effect her just a little. She had already beaten Amy pretty well, but she could have gun much, much further. Yet what Amy said seemed to stall her, until finally...

"You're wrong, ..there is no joy in this shell of a body." Rheena hardened her gaze once again, and shook Amy a little, before pulling her back by the strap of her top, and forced her back into the steel door, after using her free hand to open it so the door flew open when Amy was slammed into it. The shower room stood before them, tiled floors and walls, a slight mist in the air and the scent of bath soap surrounding them. But as relaxing as the enviroment was, Rheena had practically thrown and dropped Amy into it, allowing her to fall on her backside and as she was harshly dropped onto the tile flooring.

Amy was about to say something after Rheena made her retort, but let out a loud yelp as she was thrown in past the door and slammed her back onto the tile flooring, and tumbled to her front. Her body felt sore all over now, causing her to shiver heavily in pain.

Refusing to stop, Rheena was going to continue, having no end in site to the abuse. She loved every little emotion you got from a person as they were slowly being beaten down. And right now, Amy was becoming more entertaining than ever. The way shewas getting her hopes crushed in thinking Rheena was really 'not this kind of person,' she would have laughed about this all if Rheena knew how to.

After Amy was thrown onto the tiled loor, unable to get up, Rheena walked in with her, closing the door behind them, and went to grab Amy by her two pig tails, balling the girl's hair up tightly and tugging by the roots all in one fist. "Scream and beg, I might be more merciful if you do." Rheena said with a stoic, blunt expression on her face. Then a moment later, she would slam Amy's face towards the tile wall, forehead first.

Amy clenched her teeth, refusing to obey her, and then ended up getting her face slammed against a tile wall, and ended up busting her head open on it.

After the next attack, Rheena quarked her brow with how much damage she just inflicted. She didn't prefer making sudden injuries like that, it took the fun out of slowly torturing a person, causing massive trauma like this just made it feel less satisfying. There was a diference between torturing someone and breaking them on the inside, to physically breaking them open on the outside, where the wounds were critical. ..No sense in breaking something that couldn't eventually be put back together, there would then be no chance for more 'fun' later.

Rheena stopped as Amy collapsed to the ground, looking down at the destroyed girl who was wearing only her panties and sports top now, noticing the blood coming from her forehead. This was no longer any fun at all! Rheena would adjust her glasses again before kneeling down, squating in front of Amy, slapping the side of her face to get her attention as she glared coldly at her. Then, she spoke her blunt, cold words, as if she was finally giving Amy a chance of mercy. "Just tell me you were wrong about me. Erase every good thought you ever had of me, and this will all be over."

Amy tried to pick herself back up slowly, and shook her head. She heard Rheena's offer, and looked up at her with a weak smile. "Heh.. heh... I don't wanna." She smirked, despite the pain she was in.

The moment Amy found herself on the feet, Rheena would attack her again. This time, it was coming from pure frustration. She was getting sick of how this girl continued to shrug off her attempts, baring everything she ever did to her, and practically seemed to taunt her. Did she have a deathwish or something???

"Stop that!" Rheena finally raised her voice, a growl coming from her town as she bared her teeth, and lashed out. One hand grabbing Amy's right shoulder, the other tightly cupping and squeezing her left breast, Rheena pushed Amy back, enough to slam her back into the tile wall, and pin her there, squeezing tightly, not caring where her hands were. For that brief moment, she had a look like a rabid dog ready to attack and bite her with a tight clench of her jaws, but the moment she shoved Amy against the wall, she took a long, steady breath, composing herself again and returning to her colder tone, glaring coldly into Amy's eyes. The two looking right at eachother, face to face, only inches away. "..Stop playing around. This is not a game, you don't have an 'extra life' when I kill you."