Obey Me - Brothers and Sister (BEING REWRITTEN)

Part 3

TRIGGER WARNING: GORE

Darkness... That's all that she saw, the itchy and smelly cloth wrapped around her eyes. She yelps as she heard a door near her open. "Lazari~" A cold chill ran down her spine. She froze in place, silently begging for her big brothers to come for her. "Nothing? That's no way to treat your new master~" A tear was threatening to fall. She repeated in her mind over and over again not to move or respond. Yet of course, her impulse got the best of her when a hand touched her neck. She flailed around, the cold, sharp, metal cuffs slicing her wrists, the chains clanking as it did so. The screams that she made could break anyone's heart. "Shh...we wouldn't want anyone to hear would we..." The voice taunted. "That's exactly what I want to happen-" "Ah ah ahh~ No we don't my dear Lazari~. My my, we definitely need to punish you, that mouth of yours has gone unchecked." A harsh blow of a whip after another to Victoria's back shoots her straight up, guttural screams leaving her mouth. The woman clamped her hand over Victoria's mouth. Victoria bit the hand, then a harsh punch to her face sent her unconscious. 

When she wakes up, she finds a gag around her mouth, but her eyes are no longer blocked by the blindfold. 'Alright, at least I can see...How long has it been?' She thought to herself, she looked around the room, she saw a grandfathers clock in the corner, reading 3:00 a.m. 'Well, I assume that means I have been here for at least 2 days...I want Lucifer...or Mammon or Levi, Satan...Asmo...Beel or Belphie...Anyone.' Her thoughts were rudely interrupted when a slam was heard. She looked over and saw her mother, Loretta, smiling wickedly down at her. "Lazari, how long has it been since I've seen my baby~" Victoria scooted away from the woman, a look of disgust in her eyes. "Aw~ did Lucifer tell you all the lies he always does." Loretta says with an over-dramatic pout on her face completed with a childish and whiny "Hmph". Hearing this made Victoria want to cry out, scream, for her brothers to come get her. Save her from the madness her mother causes her. She closes her eyes, a few tears slipping out of them, 'Lucifer, I need you right now...I need you to come save me... I know you can't hear me, but I hope you are close...' She looks up in fear and sees a bunch of torcher devices around her. Her mother's manacle laughs fill her ears just before they start ringing in shock.

Next thing she knew a bunch of smoke filled the room, it had a poisonous smell, making her nose scrunch up and her eyes sting, a string of coughs erupted from her throat. She looked up at her mom, who now has a gas mask on now. "I have made so much more games for us to play since you've been gone, it's a perfect opportunity to catch up~" She said wickedly. Loretta pushes a red button and the floor begins to shake. Suddenly, a platform rises, lifting Victoria up by the chains on her wrists. It stop as soon as her feet were about 4 feet away from the ground, hanging by the metal handcuffs that were digging into her wrists even more now, she winced at the pain. "So, this game is called 'Whip', I whip you, and you don't do anything about it since you can't." Loretta squeals in amusement. "Oh isn't this so fun already!" She screeches. "MFPH!" Victoria coughs in the gag as the slap of a whip hits her straight across from her shoulder to her low stomach. She can feel the small dots of blood trickling down, the line was so thin it was like a paper cut, making the stinging unimaginable. The whip came again and hit right in the same place it did the first, making the paper cut deeper. Victoria wiggled around, she made pathetic tosses and turns, as if she was having a nightmare. Instead, she was living in one. One of torcher, one of pain, unimaginable pain. While she was struggling the whip came and hit her mid struggle making her scream. Now her thigh was cut, it was so thin no blood escaped, but the stinging was even worse than the first two. "HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS SO MUCH FUN!" Loretta yelled and laughed as she whipped the girl over and over and over again. Another hit of the whip landed on Victoria's cheek, the tears that cascaded down her face mixed in the thin cut, the saltiness making it hurt even more, in turn making her cry more. It was a never ending cycle. It felt like it was never going to end, but eventually it did.