Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Lost doesn't want to be found ❯ Chapter 5

“Glare all you like but it's not really going to help you in the slightest.” Said the man smiling in front of him.

 

He seemed to be the boss in his fine suit and his perfect hair. He wasn't one of the Sumos that dragged him here but this man was in no way lacking in muscle. He was well toned and tall almost in the way a boxer would be all sleek and coiled.

 

He grabbed Takuya's chin and brought himself within inches of his face. “Where is the rest of Weiss Kreuz? Where are they hiding?”

 

Takuya smirked though a split lip and just spit in the other man's face. He had no idea what the other man was talking about and didn't really give a shit either.

 

With a roar the other man backed away and landed a sharp blow to Takuya's face, knocking his head of the wall behind him. Takuya couldn't help but laugh. He was almost in hysterics and knew he was more than likely going to die in this - for all he knew it was a basement- dark concrete Hell.

 

“You and hold out for as long as you want but eventually you will break and we will kill the four of you.” Mr. Suit had seemed to regain his composure and was trying to scare him again.

 

All Takuya could think was `good luck with that'. He had nothing left now and even if he knew what a Weiss Kreuz was he wasn't sure that would help in the least.

 

They could and most likely would kill him and he still wouldn't have a soul in the world that would show at his funeral. If he was part of some sort of gang he was sure they would have come to take him back or kill him out right well before now.

 

“Since you are in such a great mood why don't we play a little game?” Mr. Suit was talking again. Why couldn't the man just shut up and leave him the hell alone?

 

“Yeah and what sort of game did you have in mind tough guy?” That got him a glare. Ha sure showed you didn't I.

 

“Let call it choose your punishment. I'll give you two choices and you get to which you'll receive.” The jackass was smirking again.

 

“Ok I'll go first. Suck my dick or let me go? I'd prefer the letting go but the cock sucking could be fun too.” There take that jackass!

 

“Sorry it doesn't work that way. I'm in control here and you'd best remember that. Now would you like to be gang raped or whipped? Those are your choices for today.” If this guy hadn't been leering before he was now and Takuya couldn't help the shiver that ran down his spine at that thought.

 

“I'll take what's behind door number two if I really must.” Takuya resigned himself to a very unpleasant stay here in the dungeon.

 

“I'm rather surprised. You were quite the slut before. Oh well. Have it your way. Boy's if you will. Just member Yohji, you chose this.” Mr. Suit motioned two of his men over to Takuya. They grabbed him under the arms and turned him around fastening a chain around his neck to the wall behind him and did the same with his ankles and wrists.

 

Before Takuya could retort the first of many lashed rained down on his already abused body. He cried out in shock from the first blow but had himself under control by the second.

 

It felt like the wiping lasted for hours but it may have only been one. The small room was only like by one overhead florescent light and there were no windows. There was a small sink in the corner and a drain but other then that it was all cold unrelenting concrete.

 

He was about to start sobbing like a little girl when they decided to stop. They were right though he did choose this and he was likely to choose this again if rape was ever up on the menu again. Who really wanted to be violated by a bunch of big ugly strangers?

 

They took him down from the wall and he was given the slight relief from having to try and hold himself up when all his strength had left him a long time ago.

 

Takuya slumped against the wall and hissed at the pain in his is ankles to his shoulders and everywhere in between. He was in for a rough night!