Third person P.O.V
Ben dragged an, obviously pissed, screaming and kicking (Y/N). He'd managed to get her down the stairs and through the living room before she actually began fighting against him. Guess she realised Ben, was more bark than actual bite.
"God, she seemed so quiet before... What the hell happened?!" He mumbled to himself. One hand was over her mouth, in attempt to muffle her voice, then other around her waste, to hold her close enough to him. No matter how much she struggled, he wouldn't let go, his hand and arm remained tight over her body. She attempted to do multiple things to make him release her, especially his hand over her mouth, which was making it hard to breathe. She bit and licked his hand, though it just shocked her tongue and left a nasty taste in her mouth, as well as making her teeth ache. He probably would have let go and allowed the girl to scream in any other case, but
... He knew if the other Pasta's heard her, she'd be gone and he couldn't get her back. Sure he was fucked up either way, but he'd be especially fucked if someone took her.... Jeff isn't exactly the type of person you could calm down if he was angry... And he'd be REALLY pissed about something like that.
One of them could easily take her away, and he didn't even know who was there or who was out... So that leaves a lot of people that could do it. Ben, wasn't exactly the strongest, nor was he well at physical fighting. The others.... A lot better.
He just wanted her for torture, perhaps just to anger his friend... nothing perverted, knowing what Jeff would do. But the others..... May do something like that, since they could fight Jeff and have a chance of winning. Sure they could do it when they're out, but... It wasn't the same, in a way. There were more tools they could use to torture there, and more space.... Guess you could say it was more 'Fun'?
At most, when it came to perverted things, forced kisses, or removing of clothing would happen. (Y/N)'s, clothing.
Nothing more, surely....
Finally making it to the basement, Ben unlatched the door and shoved her in front of him. He held her arms behind her back, hissing in her ear, "Walk, or I'll push you down the stairs..."
(Y/N) didn't say anything for a moment before slowly nodding in response to the threat. She began to walk down the stairs in front of him, going into the darkness of the large room. Ben followed, locking the door behind the two. His hand remained over his mouth for another moment before he pulled back, revealing a white cloth tied around her mouth.
Once they actually made it to the bottom, (Y/N) frowned. She felt like someone else was there.... A third person..... Ben felt it as well, shown when he grabbed her shoulder and slowly began walking backwards up the stairs.
After a moment, only having made it to about the third step, (Y/N) felt something slither around her ankle. Her gaze slowly went down, seeing a tentacle typed thing had grabbed her. It was a grey color, almost black.... "V
What he Fuck?!" She said through the cloth.
Once Ben saw it, his eyes widened. He mumbled, "Fuck" under his breath before attempting to pull her back fully. Though (Y/N) was pulled to another dark figure in the corner of the room, a wide grin across their cheeks. She was held upside down, so all she saw was a large toothy grin, and... A black trenchcoat?
"Well hello Dollface~"
