Chapter Text
(Sammy's perspective)
A few months ago, in prison:
Sammy gulped. How did he always get himself into these situations?
This time, it was five guys - not the same ones as last time, but that didn't make it better. Caleb had gotten those three to back off, but Caleb was nowhere to be seen. "Shit shit shit. Come on guys! It was a misunderstanding!"
He didn't even say anything new! Caleb had made it pretty clear he had to be more cautious, as if that encounter with those guys hadn't been enough already. It was still that stuff from last time, word got around. Damn, they were going to kill him!
"Guys! Please, guys! No harm no foul! Guys?"
And then another guy showed up. Caleb? No, not him. Even bigger than him. Ivan!
The Russian guy was a giant, towering even over the big guys like Caleb. He was old, like really old - but far from old enough to not be intimidating any more. Ivan had been in here for many years, maybe for life. He had grey hair, all over his body. He had a big full beard hiding some nasty scars on his face, and the hair on his chest and back might hide even more scars. He looked a bit like a gorilla. Only you shouldn't tell that to his face. One guy had done that, and then the next day they found him without his tongue.
And he had heard the stories from years ago, how some guys had found out something bad about Ivan and cornered him - kinda like those guys cornered Sammy right now. Only those guys all left in a body bag, and whatever that had been about, nobody tried getting into Ivan's face ever again.
Sammy had stayed away from Ivan. He wasn't suicidal! That Russian guy had a reputation. He barely talked at all, he was the silent type like Caleb, very much unlike Sammy. But after what he had done to those guys, no way he was getting in his way!
If he was here for him, Sammy was dead. Even if Caleb would somehow turn up, he was dead either way.
But he wasn't here for him, not like that. Instead he stood between the guys and Sammy.
"Ivan? We got no problem with you. Just that kiddie fucker over there." their leader told him.
Ivan just stood there menacingly. And finally spoke. "I like him."
Nothing else, but the rest was implied.
He liked him? Sammy never even talked to him. How? No, he wasn't going to question that.
Their leader tried again. "But he's a kiddie fucker! Do you understand?"
Ivan shrugged. "I like him."
The guys took a few steps back and looked at each other, and then they slowly backed away.
Once they left, Sammy turned to Ivan slightly bewildered. "Yo man! Ivan? Not to sound ungrateful, but why did you save me? We don't even know each other."
The big Russian guy turned around. "You kiddie fucker?" he asked. Sammy should have denied it, but somehow he didn't think that was a good idea. So he nodded. "Yeah man, that young pussy is just too good!"
Ivan nodded. "Kid pussy is best!"
And walked away. Okay then? He needed to talk with Caleb about this.
He did talk with Caleb about this. Who in turn talked with Ivan. And so they turned into a little crew of three. And while Caleb alone hadn't been enough to keep those other guys away from him for good, both Caleb and Ivan were more than enough.
And it turned out Ivan wasn't in here for life, even though he had been in here for many years. They got him when his latest victim caught him by surprise - the acid meant to torture her ended up in Ivan's face, scarring him for life and allowing her to get away. That was enough to send him to prison for a long time, but now he would be out very soon, around the same time Caleb and Sammy were getting out. Not much later they added Gavin to their crew as well, much less impressive than Ivan, but Sammy trusted Caleb with the decision making.
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(Flo's perspective)
Whatever they used to keep Flo awake wore off, and once again Flo was drifting off. Hoping to never wake up again.
But once again, a syringe took her back to the painful present. "Mmmmhhh!"
"There she is! See, big guy? That pussy ain't done yet. I ain't gonna kill a pussy before my friend Ivan gets a chance to play with her, no way this nigga would do that!"
That was Sammy again, if she remembered the names correctly. So many evil men! She just heard someone grunt as a response. Not anybody she met before, she didn't think so.
"So, what do you wanna do? Not much untouched skin left on her body. Not much skin at all, kinda." Sammy snickered, sounding proud of what he did to her. Flo was just whimpering in pain.
As a response, she felt the other guy put his hands on her hips. Her very much skinless hips covered in needles, driven deeper into her flesh by the touch. "Nnnhhh!"
Even that little touch hurt like hell!
"Knife." He finally said a word, his accent sounded kinda Russian. "You want my knife? Sure big guy, what do you wanna do - oh."
And with a swift cut, she felt her clit coming off. "Mmmmmppppffff!"
"That thing was a work of art, such a waste to cut it off." Sammy complained. Only to correct himself. "But of course those needles would get in the way. Yeah, I got it big guy!"
And then she felt a dick pressing against her coochie. Not that again! Of course he would fuck her.
Flo tried to prepare herself, she just hoped his dick wouldn't be as big as the first guy. He forced it inside. Oh god!
It was even bigger! How? How was that possible? Ahhh! Her insides protested, feeling just as bad as her outside. The pain was so bad, Flo's whimpering turned to screaming again.
The big guy just grunted in response and kept going.
"Yeah man! Fuck that pussy hard! ... Okay, I'm shutting up."
It felt like her insides were getting torn apart! Even worse than before! Everything felt awful!
Was he moving her guts around inside of her? Organs were shifting around, she had horrible stomach cramps, she felt like she'd puke any moment!
Getting raped was never fun, but this was the worst one.
And then the big guy finally came. "Kid pussy is best." he stated while pulling out. And Flo just whimpered. So much pain! She just wanted it to be over.
"Now, play time."
"Yeah man, sure man! Any tools you wanna use, Ivan? They got everything here, look at this shit? Whips, branding iron, knifes, pliers. All that stuff!"
"Give me hammer!" Ivan ordered.
Hammer? "Nnnhhh!"
That couldn't be good. Oh god, not even more pain. I just want to die! It was the first time she really thought it, but she meant it. Flo just wanted to die, all of this was too much!
"Hold arm." Ivan ordered. And she felt Sammy grab her right arm, holding it steady. Why? Oh god, please don't!
The hammer came crashing down on her ell bow. "Nnnnhhhh!"
Oh god! She felt the bone shatter, she felt the fragments shoot into her flesh.
"Left!"
Sammy moved his hands, and the hammer came down on her lower arm, between her wrist and her ell bow. Once again that sickening crunch and the sharp pain. Her arm! He broke her arm!
"Right!"
He moved his hands again, and then the big guy crushed her upper arm the same way with his hammer. Flo howled in pain into her gag, not that it sounded any different than before. Her arm felt horrible!
"Other arm."
Once again, the hammer came down hard on her ell bow first. And then her lower arm, and then her upper arm. Her arms were useless! Only kept in place by the restraints, her arms were completely destroyed now. She felt the pieces of broken bones injure her flesh, it felt awful!
"Now legs."
Nooo!
Sammy was holding her, and Ivan was using the hammer. On her lower leg, on what was left of her kneecap and finally on her thigh bone - that was already damaged by the drilling before, but the hammer destroyed it completely. And then on the other leg as well.
Her legs were useless!
"Damn, look at those legs! Flapping around like that, looking kinda funny."
Ivan let out a short laugh. "Hurting girls always funny."
Flo was getting dazed again. All that pain, she just couldn't take it any more!
"Yo man! That pussy isn't gonna stick around much longer. Better get the others to finish her off."
She drifted in and out of consciousness again, until once again a needle entered her neck and Flo shot awake. "Nnnnnhhhh!"
"She's not gonna survive another dose. And let's face it, she's not gonna survive another hour. Time to finish it." she heard a man's voice. One of the guys from the beginning, not one who raped her, but he did cut off some of her fingers. If that really happened. It probably did, they did even worse since then.
Now a woman's voice, not Scarlet and not Lacey either. "Perfect timing, this won't take that long. Hi there, sweetie!"
The man took her down, she got that much. He carried her somewhere else, cuffed her hands over her head and made her hang from them - with her arms broken in several places that felt even worse. Then he tied rope around her ankles and forced her broken legs backwards, connecting the rope eventually to the cuffs around her hands.
"Nnnhh!"
All her weight was resting on her wrists. And she felt very scared hanging there like this.
"Mmmmpppfff!"
"Now we got you where we want you." the man said.
"Man, you guys did a number on that little trooper." she heard the first guy who raped her say in an impressed tone.
Then Mr. Parker: "Yes, our snuff baby had an interesting day. And now it will get even more interesting."
"Yeah, suffer you little bitch!" Derek added in his usual bitter tone. He sounded like he hated her so much, for no reason at all!
"Yo man, this is gonna be awesome to watch!" Sammy agreed in his relaxed voice he used all the time.
Gavin added: "Best show I've ever seen!"
"Fun." she heard big Ivan agree.
"Oh yeah, it's gonna be fantastic." Scarlet giggled. And she heard Lacey join in. "Yeah, we went all out, now I wanna see what you got!"
"I agree with you young folk, this is going to be a nice watch." An old voice. Sounded like the old shopkeeper maybe?
"Of course it is! Because I'm the one who came up with it." The woman again. Not one of the girls she knew, at least she didn't think so.
She heard Miles complain rather quietly: "I'd have crucified her and burned her! But I guess this is fun too."
"But before we get to the best part. You whipped her back, but none of you whipped her front side? Shame on you guys! Or not, because now I get to do that."
"Oh yeah, whip her first, Niki! I would have done it myself if I was a big strong guy. But I'm just a helpless little girl who you all would love to torture yourselves." Scarlet announced in a theatrical and teasing voice. She knew that kind of tone well, because Flo had used it all the time at school. Although certainly never like that.
"Fucking bitch!" she heard Derek mumble. While Niki and Lacey giggled along with Scarlet. "I like you!" Niki announced.
"Because I'm awesome!" Scarlet kept teasing.
"Stop it!" the first guy's voice boomed through the room. "Don't think I can't punish you. Would you like to go home right now, young lady?"
Yes please! But Flo realized he wasn't talking to her. Just to Scarlet. Who's involvement was still a mystery to her. How could she be okay with this? Lacey wasn't any better. They had both been part of their group!
"I guess I'll get on with that whipping then." Niki filled up the sudden silence in the room.
And to Flo's dismay, once the whip came cracking down on her, the mood around her got much better again.
"Mmmmhhh!"
"Yeah, make that bitch suffer!"
Niki kept whipping her - focusing on her front side, since her legs and the rope were blocking her back. And it felt horrible!
On her chest, it cut deep into her skin, often reminding her of the painful barbed wire as well. Like she would rip off her skin, just like before on her back! It was the worst when it hit her where her nipples used to be, in those open wounds.
On her tummy, that skin was already gone. Those hits felt even worse. Every hit down there felt like it hit an open wound! Horrible!
She kept screaming into the gag, while everybody was complimenting her tormentor.
"Yo girl, doing a great job! You're gonna whip off her guts if you keep going!"
Niki giggled, and then she stopped.
"I have no idea if the whip could do that. But I'm not gonna try. No, it's time to start the final act. And for this one, you're actually going to see, Flo. Because it's way more fun if you do."
She felt her hands on her face, the only part of her body that didn't hurt. The blindfold over her eyes got removed and Flo had to blink a few times to adjust to the light.
She could see all of the bad guys. She only knew them by their voices, but it wasn't that hard to tell who everybody was. The big white guy. The equally big Latino, with all the tattoos. The short middle aged guy with the glasses and the mustache, he had to be the one apologizing all the time.
The blonde woman just putting back the whip. The younger blonde, that had to be Lacey - longer hair than Niki, taller, smaller breasts. The redheaded girl, Scarlet - she'd seen her before of course, but never without clothes, same as Lacey. All of those girls were so pretty. How could they be so evil? Unlike the old shopkeeper. He was so ugly! But that was really the least of her problems.
The red haired boy, that had to be Miles. He looked like a nice guy, she'd never have thought he could be capable of this. Travis, clearly Lacey's twin brother - he looked a bit like her, especially with the unusually long blonde hair for a guy, but instead of tits he had muscles, he was probably working out. Still not as many as some of the older guys.
The huge old white guy, that had to be Ivan. He was towering over all of them! And he looked very ugly as well, with the hair covering most of his body and the deep scars in his face. And then the scrawny black guy and the scrawny very pale white guy with the long black hair, both relatively young. Sammy and Derek.
They all looked excited. And they were all naked, the old shopkeeper sitting on a chair and everyone else standing nearby. The guys were playing with their dicks, Scarlet and Lacey playing with their coochies. This was so surreal! And she was still in so much pain, the sight didn't really distract her from it.
Niki came back, without the whip this time.
"Yeah, now you got a good look at everybody. Everybody in here right now, the others are busy elsewhere but you didn't meet them anyway. But now you should take a better look at what's in front of you."
She looked down. There was a huge buzz saw!
Not directly under her, a little bit to the front. But so high, it would easily reach her coochie. And likely go all the way through her tummy. Oh god!
"Nnnnhhh! Nnnnhhhh!"
That thing wasn't on yet, but she was very scared that might change any minute. This was even worse than anything else!
"We're gonna kill you with that thing, Florence. That's your full name, isn't it? I didn't remember, until Scarlet told me who you were."
Remember? Remember what? And killing her? Finally! She wanted to die, then they couldn't hurt her any more! But like this? No, she didn't want to die like this!
"We never met, you know. But I knew your big sister. Stella. Went to school with her, we were in the same class."
They were? She looked just as pretty as she always imagined Stella would be right now. The same pretty blonde hair!
"We didn't really get along, you know. But I knew she had a little sister. She didn't really like you either, just so you know. She always complained that you took the spotlight from her at home. Maybe that's why she was such a bitch at school."
No! That wasn't true!
"I hated her. And she hated me. Well, I got the last laugh. It wasn't in this dungeon, it was in a different one. But I got her! She was my first kill. I fucked her to death, that bitch!"
"Nnnnhhhh!"
That couldn't be true! No! She always thought Stella was alive somewhere!
"Well, now you know. Right in time for you to join her. In heaven, in hell, I don't care. But your last few minutes on earth, they are gonna be fun to watch." she concluded. And turned on the buzz saw. Noo!
Everything about Stella forgotten, Flo looked at the horrible saw. It was turning so fast, she didn't want that thing to touch her! And it was very close to her. Just a few inches away.
"Of course it can't reach you like this. So I'm gonna move it a little closer. Got a little automatic for that. It's gonna move very very slowly."
Her eyes glued to the saw, she watched how it started to move indeed. Just a tiny bit, but it was getting closer.
"Nnnnhhh! Pllll! Nnnnhhhhh! Mmmmppfff!"
She looked for pity, for any sign one of them would come to her help. They all watched, but she didn't see any pity. Just excitement. They were horrible! All of this was!
The saw kept coming closer. She needed to get away from it somehow!
Could she swing back? But then she would swing forward and it would be even worse!
Could she lift herself up? Her arms weren't strong enough, and also broken! Her attempt to do it anyway just resulted in even more pain in her arms, but no movement at all.
It wasn't working!
Could she move her legs out of the way, swing her body backwards somehow? She tried, but her legs were broken too, every little part of them. Every attempt to move just hurt her even more, and she screamed in pain. But didn't move an inch.
"Can't move away, sweetie? Yeah, those broken bones gotta be a bitch." Niki teased her.
She couldn't move away at all!
She could just watch the saw get closer. Even closer. She still tried, but she wasn't moving an inch.
And the saw reached her coochie.
"Nnnnhhh!"
The saw easily got into her coochie, dragging in the rest of her body, and her tummy exploded in pain. Worse than the rapes, even worse than the hot iron!
Disbelieving, she watched the blood splatter everywhere. And the saw cut into her guts. Oh god!
Any attempt to get away again was stopped immediately, the saw sliced through her body and dragged her in even further.
"Yo, that's messy!"
"Fucking die, you bitch! Yes! Die for me! Yes, that's what you get for being so pretty! Die!"
The saw kept going, and Flo was still alive. Watching her guts get shredded. Not really comprehending what was happening to her. She had never seen that much blood. And she was getting sleepy.
Saying she passed away peacefully from the blood loss would be a stretch, but she lost consciousness within seconds and was dead not much later. Flo's ordeal was over.