Operation: Merciless

Chapter Forty-Three | Kiss Me

George awoke to the steady beeping of the monitor beside him. He removed the mask from his face and scanned his surroundings with a frown. His hand brushed against something on his neck, and he discovered a bandage covering an injury. It was clear that Dreamer had drugged him and fed from his neck.

George's memory of how he ended up here was hazy. The last thing he could recall was Dreamer expressing his longing for George, and then nothing...

Dreamer entered the room, capturing George's attention.

"Good morning, sleepyhead!" Dreamer exclaimed, approaching the machines and checking them. "You handled that well." He removed the wires from George and neatly stored them away.

"The morphine should wear off soon. It's potent pain medication, so you might not be feeling much now, but you will soon," Dreamer informed George as he removed the blood pressure cuff from George's arm.

Morphine? What kind of drugs has he been giving me? George wondered.

Dreamer then released the restraints around George's waist and helped him up from the bed. "Let's get you back to your room. Give me your wrists," Dreamer instructed. George complied, offering his wrists, and Dreamer cuffed him before leading him out of the room and down the seemingly endless corridor.

Upon their return to George's room, Dreamer gestured for George to lie back on the bed. George complied, allowing Dreamer to remove the cuffs from his wrists and replace them with cuffs tied to the bed, securing his ankle.

George watched as Dreamer exited the room.

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Eventually, George began to feel the pain that Dreamer had warned him about. He did his best not to let the pain overwhelm him, knowing it could be much worse.

When the door opened, it revealed a weary Dreamer. "Are you doing okay, George?" Dreamer asked, approaching him and inspecting his neck before removing the gauze to check on his wound. "It's healing," Dreamer noted.

"Shift over," Dreamer instructed, and George quickly complied, eager to alleviate some of the pain. "Come here." Dreamer opened his arms, and George nestled into his embrace, feeling the mask against the back of his neck.

During his time with Techno, Dreamer had never removed his mask, at least not as far as George knew. Dreamer must appreciate having more privacy now.

"My Georgie..." Dreamer whispered into George's ear. It was evident that Dreamer was obsessed with George.

"Look at me," Dreamer directed. George turned to meet the gaze of the mask's eyes.

Dreamer gently brushed George's hair from his face. "You know I love you, George..." Dreamer spoke in a hushed tone.

George wasn't entirely sure he understood what love meant anymore. Everything he had loved had been taken from him. He could only comprehend a twisted version of love—Dreamer's version of love.

"You do know that, right?" Dreamer reiterated, bringing George's focus back to him. George nodded, determined to give Dreamer whatever he needed to stay content. If love was what made Dreamer happy and less likely to harm him, then love was what George would offer, as there was little else he could give.

Dreamer raised his mask, leaning in to kiss George. George allowed it to happen without resistance, his silence a testament to his submission.

Dreamer eventually pulled back. "What's wrong, Georgie?" He gently caressed George's cheek with his fingertips, seemingly concerned.

George wondered why Dreamer was even asking, as if George had the capacity to voice his thoughts.

"Up," Dreamer said, and George obeyed swiftly, fearing he had done something wrong. But what had he done to upset Dreamer?

George got up, trying to avoid looking directly at Dreamer.

"George!" Dreamer snapped in a more demanding tone, causing George to meet his masked gaze. "Kiss me," Dreamer stated matter-of-factly.

Confused and apprehensive, George hesitated.

"Do I need to repeat myself?" Dreamer threatened, baring his teeth. George didn't want to provoke Dreamer, so he gave Dreamer a brief kiss before retreating.

"Try again," Dreamer ordered in a testing tone, leaving George perplexed.

George didn't understand what he was doing wrong. Feeling desperate, he grabbed Dreamer's shirt and attempted to pull them closer. However, he was abruptly slammed into the wall, realizing he had made a grave mistake.

"YOU FOOL!" Dreamer screamed, and George recoiled, fearing Dreamer's rage. "I've told you time and time again! DO NOT touch me!" Dreamer retrieved a knife, seemingly eager to inflict harm.

George tried to escape, but the chain held him in place. When he felt the knife cut into the back of his leg, he screamed as blood gushed from the wound.

"Where do you think you're going!?" Dreamer exclaimed, moving closer and pressing a button from his pocket.

George screamed, clutching his collar as bolts of electricity coursed through his body. Weak and in agony, he pleaded with Dreamer to stop, tears streaming down his face. When Dreamer finally released the button, George was left gasping for breath, free from the torment.

Dreamer knelt beside George with a menacing snarl. "Lucky you! I quite enjoy hearing you beg," he declared. "Now, get up!"

George struggled to his feet, his injured leg causing excruciating pain with every step. The knife remained embedded in his leg.

Dreamer released the chain, grabbing George's arm and forcibly attaching a cuff to his wrist before dragging him out of the room, blood still dripping from his injured leg.

Every movement intensified the pain in George's leg. When they reached The Lab, Dreamer seized him by the arm and slammed him onto a table, causing George to cry out in agony.

Dreamer immobilized every part of George's body except for his injured leg, which he yanked closer to inspect the wound. After removing the knife, he grabbed some bandages and applied them, pressing firmly to stop the bleeding.

Moments later, Dreamer retrieved a stapler and began stapling the wound shut. George screamed with each staple, feeling every one pierce his skin. With no pain medication, the agony was unbearable.

Once Dreamer finished, he wrapped George's leg and left the room. Although Dreamer was gone for a short while, he soon returned and removed the restraints, dragging George out of bed.

George was once again cuffed, and Dreamer led him through the halls until they reached George's room, which now featured a cage in the center. George wanted to plead not to be placed in the cage, but he knew it would be futile.

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Keeping the chapters going! Aren't we proud! Anyways hope y'all enjoyed this little torture chapter for our favorite Gogy for no reason at all!!

Stay calm, Stay alive
~Onyx

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-former editor han