Torture (2p! Italy X Reader) (DISCONTINUED!!!)

II - Hell

You awoke in a pitch black room.

You tried to move your arms but they were chained to a metal pole.

"Help! Someone please help me!" You yelled.

Someone shushed you, gently but creepily as if a ghost were shushing you.

The lights turned on, blinding you for a bit.

As soon as your eyesight adjusted, you saw the same man who slapped your face very hard.

His arms were behind his back for some reason.

"You!" You exclaimed. "What the hell do you want with me?!"

"Shush, bella." He said, his magenta eyes staring into your soul. "No matter how-a much you-a yell, no one can-a hear you..."

"Why am I chained here?" You whimpered. "Where am I?"

The man approached you and sat in front of you.

"My name is Luciano Vargas." 'Luciano' introduced himself. "What's-a your name-a?"

You looked away from his magenta eyes. "I didn't ask your name, Luciano! What I am asking is for you to tell me where the hell I am!"

Luciano scoffed and laughed.

"Sei grintoso! Amo le ragazze che sono come grintoso come voi!" He laughed. "Tell me your name, and I'll answer your question."

(You're feisty! I love girls who are as gritty as you!) 😎😗

You looked at Luciano with your (e/c) eyes and scoffed.

"Okay, fine..." You mumbled. "It's (y/n) (y/l/n)...now where am I?!"

"Grazie, (y/n)." Luciano smiled in a evil way. "You're in my home!"

"Are you alone in here?" You asked, avoiding his magenta eyes.

"Of course I'm-" Luciano proudly said.

But he was no longer proud when another Italian accent interrupted him.

"Luciano, my dear fratello~" An Italian accent interrupted Luciano. "Where are you? I want to talk to you!"

"Alone..." Luciano groaned. "Per l'amor del cazzo, Flavio! Lasciami stare!"

(For fuck's sake, Flavio! Leave me be!) 😗

Luciano groaned and places a hand on his face, and possibly muttered cusses in Italian.

"Why?" 'Flavio' whined from somewhere. "I-a just want to-a talk to you, fratello~"

Luciano groaned in his hand.

"Alone now, are we?" You sarcastically asked Luciano. "Ain't that obvious..."

"Shut the fuck up, (y/n)." Luciano groaned at you.

You laughed silently until a figure appeared from the darkness of the room.

"I knew it!" A blonde Italian chuckled. "I-a knew you were in this-a damn room! I'm intelligent, eh?"

Luciano rolled his eyes as he turned to the Italian.

"Flavio..." He growled. "Get the fuck out...bastardo..."

"Who he?" You ask cocking your head to the side. "I know he's Flavio, but what's your relationship with him?"

"We're brothers..." The siblings said simultaneously.

"Oh, j-jinx, Luciano!" Flavio laughed. "You-a owe me a girl and a scarf!"

"Stronzo..." Luciano groaned.

Flavio approached you and pecked you at your cheek.

"Ciao, bella~" He cooed. "May I-a ask, what is your-a name?"

Once you were about to say your name, Luciano said it already.

"Her-a name is-a (y/n) (y/l/n)." He said. "Now, leave-a Flavio..."

"Si, okay..." Flavio said, rolling his eyes. "Bastardo..."

Luciano heard his brother and swiftly placed a knife next to Flavio's neck. "You said what, Flavio?"

"Nothing, Luciano." Flavio slightly smirked. "I-a said-a nothing..."

Luciano removed his knife away from Flavio's neck. "Fuck off."

"Si..." Flavio rolled his eyes as he walked out of the room.

Luciano gritted his teeth and sighed.

"Che stupido stronzo idiota..." He groaned.

(What a stupid idiotic asshole...) 😂

(y/n) tried to wriggle her arms free from the chains, but it was no use.

"Why are you hiding your arms?" You ask as you wriggle your chains.

"Its because-" Luciano faced you and something caught your eye- a whip in Luciano's hands. "I was-a going to whip-a you until you-a die..."

He approached you and you wriggled like a worm.

"Get away from me, you bastard!" You yelled at him. "Get away!"

Luciano ripped off your (f/c) blouse and took it off.

He licked his lips, seeing your breasts through your lacy bra.

"Stop it!" You begged, tears stung your eyes.

Luciano didn't listen while he unzipped the zipper of your jeans and took it off.

You were almost naked in front of Luciano.

He stood up and flicked his whip.

You started crying in fear and worry.

"Please!" You cried. "Stop it, Luciano!"

Luciano flicked his whip against your back, sending pain everywhere in your body.

You let out a yelp and cried even harder.

Luciano whipped your body endlessly.

When will this hellish torture end...?