you again? | tord x reader

it's all your fault

[ TW: this isn't for people that are sensitive to torture or rape. stay safe ]

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Tord walked towards his big brown closet, he shuffled through some coats and revealed a secret button, the men in his room stared at him with determined eyes

He pushed the button softly, a small sound emitted from the button as it opened a hidden door to a bright room

"Let's get started" He said as he pushed the door slightly to show them the secret room, the men nodded as they walked towards it

"Yes, sir"

—— MEANWHILE ——

You choked on your own breath as a sigh of relief came out of your nostrils, you thought you were left for dead; the dark and floaty feeling you experienced as you were out almost felt like the time of your near death

You felt a cold leather collar strapped to your neck as if you were a rabid animal, a scent of metal and musk swirled through the air as you struggled to even out your breaths.

An ominous chuckle echoed through the dark and humid room, you opened your eyes but all you could see was black, a shock of panic traveled through your spine as you felt a rough hand explore you're exposed body

Memories flashed in your head, you remembered what had happened, your heart raced as you swallowed harshly — this wasn't good, not at all.

"You're awake, I see~" a familiar raspy voice spoke up, your ears twitched as a nervous feeling filled your thoughts, you tried to move your limbs but they were restrained with heavy chains, you gritted your teeth and tried to release yourself from your restraints

You blinked through the dark cloth in your eyes and winced at the feeling of the yellow leader touching your body with his rough fingers, you've never been touched like this before, but it wasn't as pleasing as the public says.

He removed his hand from your body and giggled slightly, he swiftly slashed through your cheek with a sharp knife

You jolted and screamed in pain, the thick blood from your cheek started to rush out of your newly gained gash as if it were a river, you felt your words jumble as you tried so hard to speak up.

The man took off the cloth from your eyes and watched as your eyes pleaded for mercy, he licked his lips, he was definitely enjoying seeing you in pain

"So...wanna start with introducing yourself? I've never known your actual name" He said with an evil stare, you spat on him in anger and exclaimed "I'm not telling you anything" your voice cracked as you tried not to cry, he nodded sarcastically and went further away from you, he grabbed what appeared like a silver blowtorch with black detailing, you gulped visibility as you struggled to remain calm

Your breath shortened as the tall man approached you menacingly, you felt as if your heart was about to explode, he turned on the blowtorch and waved the flame in front of your eyes; the heat of the fire made your eyes water, as well as your forehead.

"Protest all you want, you're still going to talk" he said as he caressed your collarbones, you gulped as the sweat in your body increased, he moved the flame towards your hand and grinned "Which finger should I burn off first? The pinky maybe?" He said as he took your fingers and examined them