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Break my Mind (Nsfw)

// Warning: Torture, gore, non-con themes, implied past non-con, implied self harm. Could be triggering. You can skip it if need be. //

Creak, the heavy metal door's hinges creaked as it was pushed open. The sound of dress shoes clicked on the tile as a man walked in. His dark brown hair was slicked back and pristine suit was finely pressed. Eddy recognized this man as one of the directors of the organization, "Welcome home, 909."

All Eddy could do was glare. They had gagged him with a metal spider gag, spreading his lips open wide. Honestly he wasn't sure if he should be more scared of getting teeth pulled out or something else. He knew all too well that either was possible.

A tender yet ring clad hand came up and stroked his cheek. It was soft, almost affectionate. It made his skin crawl. Eddy wanted to throw up when he felt the kind gesture He knew better than to trust the hand that comforted him. The hand that fed him.
"You just couldn't be a good boy could you, 909. If you were none of this would have happened," Eddy could only listen to the silky voice, his full focus was on it. Even his eyes lingered on the man, he knew what was coming.

The gentle hand became a fist, striking him hard against the cheek, making his head lash to the other side, "Now, now, 909, we can change that. If you just cooperate, we can forget about how bad you've been. Can't we?"

The worst thing about being popped right in the cheek with a spider gag was that he couldn't clench his jaw. With his mouth open it made it hurt all that much worse.

The director kept an all too soft smile on his face as he cupped Eddy's possibly bruised cheek. Stroking it with his thumb, "All we want to know is where Alex is, nothing bad will happen to him."

As for Eddy that was very questionable. He knew their game all too well, they would use him, abuse him and when he was of no more use kill him. Only they knew how much use he was. And Eddy had a feeling he wasn't all that useful. He pulled against his restraints. Sadly the chair he was bound to was bolted to the floor and metal. So knocking it over to break and then focus on his restraints was an option. His shoulders slumped forward, this wasn't going to be fun.

His eyes skimmed the room, seeing a table in the corner with all the different tools of torture laid across it. A shiver ran down his spine as his eyes looked over it.

"Oh, you finally noticed your play table. Doesn't it look like fun 909?" The man chuckled, finally letting go of Eddy's cheek. With long strides he went to the table, "What should we play with first? Hmmm, hard choice, it all looks fun."

His ring clad fingers brushed over all the equipment before landing on a bottle of pills, "Let's start here, I think zero would appreciate it."
He picked it up by its lid then grabbed a glass of water that just so happened to be on the table. To Eddy it showed that the director had been planning this. He hated pills! He never knew what was in those damned little capsules and he hated it. In this situation he knew it could only be bad.

The director set the glass of water on the floor once he was in front of Eddy, "How many should we give you? I think two should be enough, not too much but not too little either."
Eddy could swear that he just liked hearing his own voice since Eddy could only make sounds that barely had semblance to responding.

Carefully he got two capsules in his hand, tossing the bottle to the side, just letting the rest spill on the floor. Someone would clean it with the rest of the mess, "Oh if Alex comes to save you, he's going to be in for such a reply. At least he'll know his precious boyfriend was well taken care of. I still remember the first time, the tears in both of yours eyes. How he screamed and struggled for them to not hurt you, but your eyes were already glazed over too tired to scream or thrash any longer. Never seen a couple break so beautifully. Now to imagine what his reaction will be when he finds you dead. Your eyes glazed over permanently."
Eddy glared as his head was pulled back by his hair, the capsules being plopped in unceremoniously. Then the water was poured into his open mouth. It got on a lot of his face though since it was basically poured on his faced.