Torture Me

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WARNING!! This chapter contains: blinding with light, torture methods, referenced past abuse, and panic attacks, non consensual kissing

Dazai woke again later, still in the same room,
He sat there doing nothing for probably 1 hour before Mori came in,

He walked up to dazai and picked up his list, before dazai could say anything Mori shushed him with a small peck to the lips, Mori looked over his list and found his next torture method, but first.. he and dazai had to have a chat.

So Osamu... Mori started, don't call me that. Dazai said sternly,
Mmm.. why not? Doll.

Dazai stiffened, he did not like Mori out of all people calling him "doll"
What do you want with me, he asked, Mori looked at him for a second before replying, mm... Entertainment I suppose, a way out of boredom,

Dazai growled under his breath, so doll,
That name again..
We might as well get started as it seems this conversation is going nowhere,

TW!! Blinding with light

Mori flicked a light switch, a light just above dazai turned on a Mori grabbed his chin,
He turned dazais head up and forced his eyes open,

Dazai couldn't close his eyes Mori was making sure if that, he couldn't look away either,
His eyes burned from starring at the lightbulb and his neck hurt like hell,

All dazai could do was stare, eventually his neck started cramping but he couldn't move and he refused to make any sounds of distress,
He started to see colors moving across his vision, he couldn't look away for too long that made his eyes hurt,

Black spots were clouding his vision, his hands gripped the chair as he struggled against Moris hands and the restraints,

Mori was having fun, he liked watching as dazai struggled against his hand, how he tried so hard, but failed every, single, time.

TW end

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When Mori finally let go of his chin dazais head snapped back to where it was before, he shut his eyes, his breathing was uneven, he was seeing colors and shapes every time he opened his eyes, Mori watched with great interest as he saw the outcome of another one of his torture methods,
Mori turned off the light and walked up to dazai and forced his eyes open for him to inspect, his sclera was a pinkish and his brown eyes were unfocused and faded, his eyes looked so bloodshot you might think he hasn't slept in years,
Mori backed up a bit as dazai shut his eyes again, he watched as he struggled against the restraints on his wrists and ankles,

After a while, dazai decided to just sleep, his eyes were burning his neck had cramps and he was tired from struggling so much, the restraints were leather so dazai couldn't just do what he did with his chainsmand break free, he had been thinking of a plan for a while but it wouldn't work unless he could get out of the damn chair, dazai knew where he was, he was in a building under the mafia, hidden from everyone, as far as he was aware no-one knew where it was except Mori, and dazai,
Dazai had been here alot as a kid so he knew the entire layout,

As he was thinking, he thought about what happened a few years ago,
When Mori did... That..
He used to be in this exact room at times when he was 13, usually all he did was cut him a few times before... The dogs...

Hi! I finished this a few days ago but editing and work has delayed it's posting, so sorry for that, I'm also sorry that it's not as long as the first chapter, I tried to add more things to make it longer but it's still short,
Anyway thank you for reading, I will work on the next chapter as fast as I can,