Yandere Grell x Male!Reader

Another punishment

She left the room for quite a while, leaving you in suspense, and some time to try to figure out how to break out of these chains. You looked at the ones around you feet, and realized they required a key to be unlocked- it seemed like the same key that unlocked the doors. Great. You heard the door click, unlocking, though there was no reason to do that now. The door then swung open, slamming into the wall, even though you expected it you still jumped. She strutted in with her death scythe, knives, and the bat she stole from you in hand. You yanked against your chains, trying desperately to free yourself of them regardless of the fact that doing so was useless. "It's so cute watching you struggle, sweetheart. That terrified look in your eyes, it's so adorable~. Now, which one should I use first?" You shivered, avoiding looking at her but her eyes still locked on the weapons she held. "None of them, get away from me Grell." You tried to keep your voice steady, but she just laughed at you. "Oh well, perhaps if you gave into it I would've been a bit easier on you. But, then again, seeing you like this is just too fun." She dropped the bat and the knife, taking her death scythe into her arms. She revved the chainsaw, grinning widely as she rose it up, you backed against the wall. Was she honestly just going to kill you right away like this?! No, she's not like that. She's going to make you suffer, she's going to make this as messy as possible isn't she- You suddenly screamed in pain as the chainsaw was dragged down your body, not too deep to kill you, but still a deep incision into you. Your body went limp, your instincts kicking in to clutch at the wound but only pulled sharply on the chains before you collapsed. She looked down at you and chuckled, then put down the chainsaw as she walked over to you, pulling keys out of the pocket in her coat and unlocking the small metal platform that kept you chained down; despite your pain you jumped at the opportunity, quite literally, shooting up and fighting back, though you were stopped as your feet were still chained down. She grabbed your throat, still giving you that sick grin of hers. "Still quite feisty, hm? Aw, you sweet thing, you know you're not going anywhere." She set you down, then gripped your forearms with one hand and undid the chains around your wrists with the other, all while you continued to thrash around against her. She ignored it, set them aside, gripping both your arms separately and moving your arms in front of you, then tied them back together with the chains. She then lifted your arms up, and you looked at her, confused, looking up. Somehow you had failed to notice the hook above you, which she then hung you from by your chained hands. Your feet were still attached to the ground as your 'stood' upright, almost dangling. She then walked back to the weapons, looking down at them and you could tell she was questioning to herself what she should use next in her own mind. "I'll be back, love." She then exited again, oh god what else did she have. She only kept you waiting for a moment, coming back with a couple handsaws, smiling as your eyes widened in fear. Was all of this seriously necessary- "Sure, knives are prettier, love, but I figured since you put me through all this trouble to find you, perhaps you've earned this special little treat~" She spoke so sweetly, answering your question as if she read your mind. She strutted up to you, the coping saw in hand. You shrunk back, shaking as she grabbed your jaw, lifting your head as she put it to your neck, just below your jaw. "Grell, please no-" you spoke softly just before you emitted a cry of pain, tears rolling down your cheek as she glided it back and forth for a while, pushing the blade through your skin until she was satisfied. "You try to resist, then beg for mercy. Will you ever make up your mind, love?" She took the blade away from your neck, still holding your head, as she placed it on the opposite side, a bit lower this time. More tears rolled down your cheeks as she cut a bit deeper than last time, feeling a shooting pain with each move she made. It felt like forever when she took the blade away; she made every movement precise and slow, making sure you felt every torturous movement. And you did damn well. She then stepped back, looking at you as if you were a piece of artwork on display, watching as the blood dripped from your neck and all across your torso. "Hm... what next.." she tilted her head then smirked, walking back to her small pile of weapons, picking up the larger bow saw. "Enjoying this, darling~?" She asked you sweetly, pushing the saw blade into your right thigh, then raking it down. Your body jolted, screaming in pain and forming it into a loud "NO!!" She smiled widely, forcefully pulling it back towards her, then pushing it back, each move sending even more unbearable pain through your body. "Good~" she then smirked, drawing her body closer to yours, her head snaking towards your cheek to kiss it, but you thrusted your head forward, ignoring the screaming pain in your neck as you bit her before she got too close. She instinctively flinched back, then chuckled as she grabbed your jaw again, forcing your head up, exposing your neck again, curling near it as she planted light kisses all over it, especially over your cut. Her kissed then moved further down, into the small space where your neck met your shoulders, and suddenly bit into it; her sharp teeth piercing your skin, feeling as if she was about to rip a good chunk of it off. However, she let go, putting your head back down and making eye contact as she licked your blood from off her teeth. Your stomach curled at this, but didn't want to see what would happen if you spat in her face again. She then released your jaw, walking back to her weapons, this time picking your bat, swinging it at full force at your torso. You yelled in pain, and she delivered another swing, this time to your shoulder. She kept swinging, striking your uncut leg, your side, then threw it down with the other things. "Hm.. that seems about enough for now... don't you think my love-" you lifted your head, instantly crying out "YES! PLEASE JUST STOP!!! Please let me go, please-" you stopped as you felt the pain in your neck, tears rolling down your cheeks. You weren't sure how much pain you could take, you already feared bleeding out due to the first strike with her death scythe. She chuckled at you, walked up to you. She scanned your body, seeming quite proud of her work. "Oh love, it seems I was quite right, you look so cute with red dripping all over your body, now don't you~?" You ignored her remark, getting increasingly nervous. "Will the bleeding stop..?" She tilted her head at your question, "Why would it need to love? Oh well, that first mark may need stitches anyway. I'll just have to clean you up, seeing as you're a bit tied up." She giggled a bit, then left the room again, hopefully to get a first aid kit or something. You sure as hell hoped this wasn't going to be a daily thing, or something that was ever repeated again for that matter. How the fuckin hell were you going to get out now? You had to figure something out.. you had to.