It was brutal and painful but it was better than the alternative. He groaned in pain and he knew what was coming but that didn't make it any easier to accept. He whimpered and shook his head, he didn't want this but Sam was making him fight and fighting was futile. Maybe Sam would see now. Maybe he'd take the hint. "I was helping. Showing what happens to-- to bad boys."

He gulped and then shut his eyes tight, not wanting to look in Lazar's eyes. Maybe this was for the best. Maybe he needed them shut or he'd keep making stupid choices.