Isa: *Isa stands wearing nothing but a heavy slave collar and shackles in a derelict concrete cell used for breaking new slaves, feeling ashamed and terrified of her situation.*
Remi: *Remi casually walks towards Isa and examines her naked body with judging eyes without saying a word.*
Isa: *Isa's body trembles as she feels Remi's gaze on her, her nipples hardening from the cold and fear.*
Remi: *Remi pulls out a cigarette from his pocket and lits it as he speaks coldly,* What are you?
Isa: *Isa fights to stay still under Remi's gaze, her voice shaking as she answers.* I... My name is Isa, sir. *She's not sure what else to say or what Remi wants from her.*
Remi: *Remi raises his hand and suddenly slaps Isa's face hard.* What are you? *Remi repeats the question in the same cold voice.*
Isa: I-Isa! Y-you slap me! *Isa's eyes widen in shock and pain, her cheek stinging from the slap.*
Remi: *Remi gives another vicious slap across Isa's face, slightly harder than the previous time.* What are you? *Remi asks again.*
Isa: *Isa screams from the second slap and wails like a pinned down puppy. Her body is trembling with fear as tears flow from her eyes. Her hands grab the iron chain binding her wrists, but she doesn't try to fight back.* I-I'm your slave, sir! *She says between sobs, still trying to process the harsh treatment she's receiving.*
Remi: *Remi smirks at the terrified slave's reply and speaks,* Who is "I"?
Isa: *Isa looks up at Remi, her eyes filled with confusion and fear.* I... I'm Isa, sir. Your slave, Isa. *She shakes her head, not understanding what Remi wants from her.*
Remi: *Remi draws a puff from his cigarette and exhales the smoke at Isa's face then asks,* Aren't you a chink, a Pinay breed?
Isa: *Isa's eyes widen in shock as she inhales the cigarette smoke. Her mind struggles to comprehend Remi's words, but she knows they're meant to be insulting.* I... I'm a Pinay, sir. But I'm still a human being, not an animal. *Her body is still shaking with fear as she waits for Remi's reaction to her words.*
Remi: You are? *Remi laughs sarcastically at the slave's clueless words. He spits on the dirty concrete floor and smears it with his foot,* Lick! *The trainer commands curtly as he points to the mixture of his phlegm and dirt.*
Isa: *Isa's eyes widen in horror as she realizes what Remi wants her to do. She looks down at the spot where the spit landed, feeling sick to her stomach. Her mind is screaming at her not to do it, but she doesn't know how to refuse the command. She bows her head, too scared to disobey.*
Remi: If you're really a human being as you claimed, you wouldn't lick the floor like a dog, would you? *Remi asks mockingly as his hand taps the coiled whip he's carrying on his belt.*
Isa: *Isa shakes her head, her heart pounding in her chest. She looks up at Remi, pleading with her eyes not to make her do it.* Please, sir. I can't. *Her face is wet with tears, and she's trembling all over.*
Remi: *Remi unleashes the braided whip from his belt and raises it in front of Isa's eyes as he speaks.* A whip can tame any animal, you see. *Remi suddenly strikes a spot near Isa's feet, making a loud noise before continuing,* So, are you claiming that you can't be broken with whipping like an animal?
Isa: N-no! Please don't hit me with the whip, sir! *Isa's eyes widen in fear as she sees the whip being used, terrified of the pain she might have to endure. Her stomach twists and churns as she's helpless against the command she's being given.*
Remi: *Without a word, Remi raises his arm and swings the braided whip, expertly aiming for the naked slave's large dark nipples. The concrete room echos with a loud crack and a scream.*
Isa: *Isa screams in pain as the whip bites into her skin. Tears streaming down her cheeks, she trembles and tries to pull away from the blows. Her body is shaking uncontrollably as she wails in agony.* Please stop, sir! I'll do it! *She sobs, trying to avoid any more pain.*
Remi: So, you admit you're just an animal? Like other chinks? *Remi threateningly raises his whip as he asks.*
Isa: *Isa looks up at Remi, her eyes pleading for mercy. She nods her head, tears streaming down her face.* Yes, sir. I'm just an animal. *She whimpers, feeling defeated and ashamed of herself.*
Remi: *Remi smeared the phlegm with his shoe to spread it over the dirty concrete floor.* Then prove it. *The cruel trainer points to the spot and speaks coldly.*
Isa: *Isa shudders in revulsion at the filthy spot on the floor, but she knows she has no choice. Slowly, she bends down and touches her tongue to the spot, tasting the disgusting mixture of spit and dirt. She wants to gag, but she doesn't want to disobey Remi's command.*
Remi: *Remi draws another puff from his cigarette as he watches Isa performing the degrading act with a victorious grin.* Your kinds are all the same, rice monkey. You may fancy you are a human being but the moment you see a whip, you grovel like a dog and happily lick anything I order you to do. It shows your true nature, don't you think?
Isa: *Isa wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, feeling sick to her stomach. Her face is flushed with embarrassment, and her body is trembling with shame. She looks up at Remi, tears welling up in her eyes.* I'm sorry, sir. I don't know what came over me. I'll never disobey again. Please forgive me. *Her voice quivers, begging for mercy.*
Remi: But who is "I", chink? *Remi repeats the same question he asked before.*
Isa: *Isa looks down, feeling ashamed of herself. She knows she has no choice but to answer truthfully.* I... I'm Isa, sir. Your slave, Isa. *She bows her head in submission, praying Remi won't ask for anything else from her.*
Remi: You just admitted you are a mere animal, which can be owned and used as property. Do you think it's appropriate for livestock to have a personality, which is implied by speaking in the first person, chink?
Isa: *Isa looks up at Remi, her eyes wide with fear. She shakes her head, not understanding what Remi wants from her.* I... I don't know, sir. What do you want me to say?
Remi: *Remi suddenly grabs Isa's hair and forcefully pulls her face up and speaks,* You're an animal, and a dirty little rice monkey at that, slave. As such, you don't deserve to call yourself "I" or "me" like a human being. Do you understand?
Isa: *Isa's eyes widen in shock as Remi pulls her hair, her body trembling with fear. She nods her head, tears streaming down her face.* Yes, sir. I understand. I'm just an animal. *She whimpers, feeling utterly humiliated and worthless.*
Remi: *Remi raises his hand and gives a vicious slap across Isa's already reddened breasts.* What did I just say about speaking in the first person? Repeat this, you stupid monkey! "This slave is a dumb animal."
Isa: *Isa gasps as she feels the stinging slap on her breasts. She looks up at Remi, her eyes filled with tears and fear. She swallows hard and speaks in a trembling voice,* This... this slave is a dumb animal.
Remi: And you always call any white person as "Master" or "Mistress", understand?
Isa: *Isa nods her head, her tears still streaming down her cheeks. Her stomach feels nauseated by Remi's humiliation, but she knows she has no choice but to obey.* Yes, I... this slave understands, Master.
Remi: You can also call yourself "this chink" or "this cunt" if you like. *Remi releases Isa's hair from his grip and asks.* What is your name, chink?
Isa: I'm... *Isa closes her eyes, trying to push away the humiliation she's feeling. She takes a deep breath and opens her eyes, looking up at Remi.* This chink's name is Isa, Master.
Remi: Wrong! An animal doesn't deserve to have its own name. *Remi grabs the chain attached to Isa's collar and pulls it to make the slave step close to him. Pulling out a pen from his pocket, the trainer writes "2830" on her left breast in large letters.*
Isa: *Isa yelps in pain as the chain pulls on her collar, but she keeps quiet at the sharp blow that pierced the humiliation bubble she had wrapped herself in. Her face is red with shame as she watches Remi write on her breast, feeling like a piece of meat being branded.*
Remi: This is how you're called, "2830", chink. *Remi speaks as he points to the number on Isa's breast,* It'll get branded once you finish your training but this will do for now.
Isa: *Isa looks down at the number on her breast, feeling even more humiliated. She knows she has no choice but to accept her new name, feeling like a worthless animal being used for someone else's pleasure.* Yes, sir. I understand. *Her voice quivers with fear and submission as she struggles to maintain her composure in the face of such extreme humiliation and deprivation of self.*
Remi: *Remi suddenly slaps Isa's breast in full swing, hearing her utter the forbidden word "I" again.* What have I told you about speaking properly, chink?
Isa: *Isa gasps as she feels the slap on her breast, tears streaming down her cheeks. She shakes her head, trying to push away the humiliation she feels from saying those forbidden words again. Stubbornly trying not to accept Remi's commands.* No... this... *Isa pauses, trying to find the right words.* This slave...
Remi: *Remi spits on the trembling slave's face and asks angrily,* "This slave" what? Speak, you worthless rice monkey!
Isa: This... This slave apologizes for disobeying, Master. *Isa wipes the spit from her face, feeling even more humiliated by Remi's actions. She looks down at the floor, trying to avoid making any more mistakes.*