23. The torture room

Her hands were pulled back with blocks of chains almost twisting and dislocating her shoulder, she had to station herself on tiptoes to reduce the pain. She was sweating profusely, drenched in smelly sweat and breathing heavily in the oven hot room.

Her lack of endurance for physical pain was doing her a good lot of harm.

"Please! Set me free" she pleaded in whispers. It was getting very hard to breath, her head felt dizzy like the world was upside down. The place was so hot, too hot. There was something like a lit fire burning in the room but she was turned away from it. Nevertheless, the heat was adding to the temperature of the room.

Ludwig's torture room had a whole lot of instrument that could cause pain and anguish to a person's soul, it even had the banned once.

There was pear of anguish, tongue tearer, thumbscrews, the hook, chappy chopper, stun belts, stun baton, spiked batons, neck Cuffs, restraint chairs and what have you.

Loan was in charge of torturing captives or members that betrayed the group. Many men and women have been tortured to death in that torture room for decades.

Loan had a specific hatred for Tory and that hatred was going to come in handy.

She was left hanging in the blocks of chain for a while before Loan came in again. Tory contemplated between begging again or just letting them do whatever they wanted to her until they killed her. They were brutal mafias anyways.

Her light brown eyes followed his every move from the moment he stepped in. He walked dramatically slowly towards her with a cold expressionless face with slight contentment. He went around her to the burning coal in a metal pot then took one of the long metal rod that had been left there to heat.

He had a piece of heat resistant gloves on.

Loan wasn't a man of many words, he wasn't a man of words at all so he went straight to business with Tory.

"Gahhhhhhhhh!" She let out a high pitched screech as the hot metal rod burned the skin of her knee cap when he placed the heated rod on it.

Her voice echoed through out the torture room, she couldn't even hold in her pain and pretend it wasn't hurting.

He lifted the metal rod away and whispered, "Beg me!" He moved his face closer to hers as he said it.

"Burn in hell dick!" She managed to yell in his face.

"We'll see who burns" he placed the hot metal rod on the second knee cap.

"Gahhhhhhhhh!"

Both the skin of her knee caps were now completely burned out and replaced by red blotches that hurt like hell.

Now, he replaced the metal rod, picked another and raised it a bit to burn her elbow, both elbows.

He was satisfied with the music of her pained screams and he was ready to end her, a pleasure to him. He decided on slitting her throat with a knife, his favorite way of killing people.

"What a waste" Loan held the sharp knife at her throat, the sharp edge pierced the skin there and blood began to drip.

An evil smirk spread across Loan's lips, his eyes locked with Tory's and...

"What is frying in here?."

Loan was forced to hold still at the sound of Levi's voice.

"That's enough my man!. Come on knife down, she's not even an enemy" Levi began to move towards them.

"She is" Loan spat, "stay out of it!."

"Slit her throat and I will slit yours right after" Levi still managed to speak playfully, "set her free from those chains, now."

Loan dropped the knife but didn't waver.

"Okay I'll do it myself."

"Do you even know who she is?."

"I have ears. She's the captive, her father owes my brother money, if that's not it kill me right now. And Delilah told me."

Tory was set free from the chain by Levi but she was in abject pain she couldn't possibly walk or move. She felt like all of her bones weren't in place.

Levi took her out of the torture room in his arms. After threading for a while, his sensed danger, he figured someone was watching him and he became alert.

Still holding Tory gently in his arms, with one swift movement he shifted right just as a silver speck flew pass where his head had been. He watched as the silver speck hit the far wall behind.

" A German carved knife," he said admiringly, "how classy. Hold tight mi'lady, this might be a little bit bumpy."

He faced the assassin that threw the knife, prepared for a fight.

****

Ludwig refused to lay down on the bed in the sick bay, no way he was showing any sign of weakness, he was the boss here and he was going to act like it.

His ankle was wrapped safely with a white bandage, he still had a drip connected to his wrist. He waited impatiently for the blood to run out so he could get the hell out of that sick smelling place.

"Daddy!. I heard you fell down while riding your bicycle."

A blonde girl said seductively in a baby voice as she swayed her hips to Ludwig. She was clad in nothing but a two piece clothing over her major private part.

Ludwig's brow arched up thoughtfully, he hadn't heard the door open, but he quickly replaced the look with a welcoming smile at her.

"I heard daddy could need a little cheering up" she bit her pink lips and went down on her knee in front of him, she began to finger his belt.

He took a fist full of her hair while she tried to unbuckle his belt.

"Nice tattoo you got there!" Ludwig stated sternly staring at the scorpion tattoo on the back of her neck.

The blonde halted, then she dipped her hand in the one piece bra and brought out a syringe.

"You really like to play, don't you?" He caught her right hand as she tried to stab his thigh, with all his strength he twisted her hand the other way around so her elbow snapped and he heard the satisfying crack. The blonde get a pained high pitched cry.

"Most people have this tattoo on their head" he took the syringe with the other hand and stabbed her temple with it. She passed out immediately.

Ludwig might be a fuck boy, but he knew which pussy was safe and which wasn't.

Time to resume business again, he had to make Alexander pay for sending an assassin to him even though it was an incompetent one.

He took off the drip pin on the back of his wrist, took one of the ladies leg and began to drag her out of the hospital section of the community.

As he got outside, he noticed an unconscious body on the floor, "Delilah!"