YUNGBLUD And The mysterious House Of horrors, the Black Hearts Club

chapter 10 Death Game

Chapter ten of House of Horrors, the Black Hearts Club.

Death Game

First he heard them coming,  than he saw them!
Clowns!
Scary masked devils
Wearing black clothes and holding night sticks!
"No,,, no stop it!"
"What do you want!!!!" ....
Who are you guys..?!!!!...."
"Let me go!!!!......
Dominic sputtered out as the two masked men hauled him out of the damp room and  dragged him forward.
Satin was gone, probably run off when he heard the men coming.
Dominic had lost all track of time.
It could have been days or even a week later, but he had no way of knowing.
All he knew was that he was ravenously hungry and thirsty too, and on top of all that his mussels were still and none cooperative.
Dom did't recognize either of them and that was enough to scare him shitless, how many guys did Richard have working for him....
Down the dim tunnels that lead to more hollowed out rooms attached to the main basement complex.
The basement was so much bigger than he had originally imagined.
It's winding passageways confusing him further, as he was half dragged half carried along the dimly lit low tunnels.
Finally they stopped out side  the bathroom where Richard had water boarded Dom.
The tub was still there!
"No.....please.....not again!"
Dominic began to beg, thinking that they were actually going to drowned him this time.
And he just didn't think he could take it all over again.
but instead one of the men pulled back a grimy shower curtain and motioned for Dominic to shower.
"hurry up and get in!"
"But I don't want too.?!?...."
Dominic protested....
"Undress now!"
One of the guys barked folding his arms and turning to look away.
"But why..."
Dom wined...
"Because I bloody well said so, Now do it before I get a mind to help you."
Dominic quickly obeyed.
"Fine than!"
He faced the shower to grown at the sight of it.
The ancient shower unet was Thilthy with bugs laying dead at his feet, and rusty water stains streaking the showers walls.
A green bar of soap sat on the edge of a sink in a small glass dish to the side of the shower.

Dominic pulled his shirt off over his head, and slowly stepped out of his jeans.
His chest still slightly marred from Richard's belt.
It was to cold down here but Dominic resisted the urge to shiver.
"Owe!"
He gulped, as even colder water rain down onto his head and sholders.
Brownish spray that smelled a bit and looked like rust.
Fuck, why were these men making him shower.
What fucked up shit was he in for now.
What sort of drama did they have planned to do with him.
Dominic could only imagine the shame and humiliation that was probably coming next.
"Hurry the bloody fuck up! Do you think we have all fucking day?"
The larger of the two men grumbled.
"Get your skinny ais out here!"
"Okay okay..... god!"
Dominic retorted running his fingers through his hair, rinsing the bubbles away and stepping back out of the shower.
"About time!"
The smaller guy wined tossing Dominic a heap of clothes.
"Put theos on,... and hurry up about it this isn't a tea party!"
Dominic caught the clothes, just barly before they fell onto the sopping wet floor.
One of the men sounded vary Irish, and he was grumpy as hell too, Dom was't sure about the other guy, but he was big and intimidating behind his grim reapers mask that did a good job of hiding his face.
Finally Dominic had the clothes on!
"shit!
What had they given him to wear????
The musky suit and tie was stiff but clean, with a white shirt and polished black shoes.
Clothes that would have better suited a dead corpse from out of nightmare before Christmas!
"Are we going to a funral or somthing, what's up with these old clothes...?"
Dominic asked boldly as they trooped up stairs, their footsteps banging on the old wooden floor boards.
"Just shut up."
The clown masked Irishmen hissed, pushing open the large set of oak doors.
And togather they walked singel fial through a little narrow room.
With pail green walls, and a singel light bulb that hung from the cracking celing.
Its white plaster yellow with age and water damage.
Through a door that turned out to be the back of a large book case.
How convenient!
Dominic muttered.
And togather they Emerged from the small inside room, to enter what could only be a   game room.
It was pretty obvious that this luxurious, yet abandoned
Part of Richard's manstion, had not been used In years not even once.
The pool table and chairs  were drapped in dusty sheets.
The cupboards held boxes stack up on top of eachother, containing countless board games that Dominic had never even heard of before.
It was elegant but that hadn't mattered, people these days didn't play board games half as much as they use to.
It was a shame really, sitting here quiet, silent, clouded in the dust of time.
Dominic saw a magnificent chess board game, still sitting out on the marble top table, with its little glass chess pieces still laied out neatly as if  along time ago, someone had got up and left right in the middle of the game.
"Could you be any slower!"
One of the men finally puffed, pulling Dom out of the room and down the hallway attached to it.
"What's so interesting about a creepy old room I want to know..."
The ireshman scoffed, opening the adjoining set of doors that creaked loudly in protest.
Only to show off another dismal hallway and another similar set of doors leading away into the dark.