Part 3 This is going to hurt you a lot more than it hurts me!
Part Three - This is going to hurt you a lot more than it hurts me!
Approaching another elevator Nat stopped and turned to Cam. "Ok Mr. Cam, I'm
going to take you to the lower levels now. It is there that your sweetheart
awaits you. She hasn't slept and I just went over her preparations about an
hour ago. Believe me when I tell you that if you think you gave Tara a night of
terror, your sweet Katrina's was infinitely worse. There is nothing as
terrifying as your first night in a dark wet dungeon enduring your pubic hair
removed one by one and body poked and violated by a bunch of fat-slobbering
beasts that use your mouth as a urinal and cum receptacle. Umm because of that,
by the way you may want to refrain from kissing your sweetheart, her mouth was
violated by at lest 15 men last night. She has not been anally or vaginally
raped yet though. Once again her pussy and ass are now solely for your
enjoyment." Nat took a breath and continued, "When we get downstairs we will
walk past several torture cells where other women are being tortured or left to
slowly die. There will also be other clients down there, but all the door to
the cells have mirrored glass so you will be able to watch them, but they will
not be able to see you. This is to prevent some of our more squeamish clients
from getting embarrassed or upset if they are doing something especially
gruesome or perverted to their victims. If you see something you like tell me
and I will add it to Katrina's checklist, just keep in mind that if you snuff
her too soon then the fun's over."
Reviewing Natalie's words in his mind Cam gave Katrina a smile and thumbs up.
"Another thing Cam," Natalie said, "I have a big surprise waiting for you and
you don't have to pay for it if you allow us to add your night with Tara to our
sales catalogue's. Your face and distinguishing marks will be carefully blurred
out of course." "You taped that?" "Yes Sir! And let me tell you, we'll get
thousands for each copy of that tape!" she said with a smile. "Fine by me." He
said, "But this surprise of yours better be good." Natalie let one of her
irresistibly cute giggles escape and nodded saying, "Oh yeah your gonna love
this!"
With that Natalie hit the button for the elevator and entered when it arrived
followed by cam. After pressing a button and quickly entering another password,
the elevator began its gradual trip downwards. A minute or so later the
elevator stopped and the door opened.
The first thing that Cam noticed was that unlike the level above, this floor was
not lavishly decorated. This halls and corridors of this floor looked like the
halls of a run down hospital or insane asylums he had seen in movies. The
lightning was dim but ample and there was a musty smell, which could only be
defined as somewhere between the smells encountered in a hospital and a
whorehouse or lap dance area of a strip club. The floors were tiled and clean,
but walls were barren except for rows of door stretching to the hall into the
dim haze. These observations aside, Cam realized it wasn't his eyes or nose
that made his heart jump, it was his ears. From every direction came the sounds
of screams...screams of pain...screams of agony...screams of despair and screams
of terror. Screams like the ones that were so fresh in his mind from his night
with Tara and screams like the ones he had recorded and saved from movies and
Internet movie files. It was the screams that were making his dick hard it was
the screams made smile like he had never smiled before.
Noticing that Cam was in a daze Natalie grabbed his arm and guided him down the
hallway. They passed room after room, each inhabited by women and sometimes a
woman and/ or man torturing or raping her. Some were chained to beds, other to
chairs or walls, but the thing that was most noticeable was each of their eyes.
In each of their eyes there was terror. The terror that one feels when they
finally realize that here almost half a mile underground, there was no escape,
there was no hope, their lives were purely to serve as fuck toys with bodies to
torture, experiment on and abuse. Their only escape was death, but for many of
them death did not come quickly, condemning them to days, weeks, months and
sometimes years of suffering and agony. It was apparent to Cam that there was
no mercy in this place when he came to stop at the 5th cell that they had
passed.
Inside the cell maker A5 was a shorthaired brunette most likely in her mid
twenties. She was chained to a steel bed with no mattress. Sitting in a chair
beside her was a man (obviously another Client) and male mentor that was
assisting him in torturing her. Cam could not make out what the man was doing
exactly, but he could not see her entire body was covered in blood. Her screams
could be heard in interval between the man's laughter and the mentor yelling
instructions. Natalie gently put her arms around Cam's waist and tip toed so she
could get a better look. "Ahh!" She remarked, "That's Shao Lin and his client.
Shao is the Master of the "Death of a Thousand Cuts". Basically in the client is
given three different knives to be used at his leisure, one is a scalpel used to
make the initial slices, it is extremely sharp and used to precisely cut the
girl around her vital area as to not kill her to soon, the second one is a
somewhat less sharp but larger and used the most to cut her. It is also used to
connect incisions, and sometimes to lift away skin from her body so she is in
constant agony due to the salt which is rubbed into the skinless areas by Shao
as he waits for the client to make the next cut. The third blade is I think
unique to this facility and Shao's method of torture. That blade is serrated
and used to make cuts in the woman's bones away from any vital organs or
arteries of course. While this knife is not used nearly as much as the others,
because of the amount of blood that it causes, every time the client uses it
Shao cauterizes the wounds with a red hot iron that he keeps beside him to stop
the bleeding. All in all, this method of torture seems long and horrible to the
victim, but most die from this form of torture in little under a day. Shao has
tried different methods of transfusing blood to the victims while they are being
tortured, but most die anyway simply from the trauma caused by the ordeal. I
would not suggest this for your sweetheart though, after last night's
observations, she does not deal with pain well at all. She seems to have an
unusually low threshold for pain. Hell, she passed out three times alone while
they were plucking her pubes last night. Lets move on."
They continued down the hall away from the screaming bloody mess that was in A5.
The next few cells housed captives, but currently no captors so the pair swiftly
moved to B1 where a girl who looked to be 15 years old or younger has being cut
with red-hot blades as what looked like a client was raping her viciously. The
man was pounding away as the female mentor pressed the glowing hot blades to her
chest and stomach areas. This girl looked to be in a state of shock her eyes
looked like they were glazed over as she starred off as if they were transfixed
on the wall. Her mouth was open as if she was to scream in terror, but only
small screams of anguish escaped her throat. Peering into the room Natalie
commented, "These two have been at it for a while it looks like. They only
brought her in a day ago and she already looks as if she fallen into a state of
shock. Sometimes torture is too much for the young one's mind's to handle,
especially one as young as her." Nat sighed softly and said, "Let's move on
much more to see and your honey awaits you."
The next few cells held a woman on a rack, a women being beaten with reeds and
canes and a woman shrieking in terror as a short fat man slowly cut off her
breasts in pieces and placed them in a small frying pan heated by a portable gas
grill. This caught Cam's attention. "Are they going to eat her?" Cam asked.
"Most likely," Nat replied, but often many men like to dissect their women and
force them to eat themselves. It does wonders for the victim's psyche. Cam
grimaced and Nat chuckled as they moved on.
Rounding the corner, Nat turned to Can and said, "Ok we can continue the tour
later if you like, but the your surprise is in the next room and your sweetheart
awaits you in the room after that. Cam who's erection was practically
uncontrollable at this point smiled and nodded remarking that he was ready to
see his prize now. Chuckling, Nat led him to the door of the next room unlocked
it and opened it so he could enter.
Chained to what looked like a gynecological table complete with legs stirrups
was a gorgeous dark haired women in her early twenties. Tears were streaming
from her eyes as the two approached her. "This is my surprise?" Cam asked.
"Yes she is Sir." Natalie replied, "I liked you to meet Andrea, Katrina's
younger sister!" Cam's eyes beamed with excitement. "Holy shit, she's almost
as hot as her sister!" "That she is," Nat replied and walked over to the naked
girl and unchained her legs only to refasten them securely in the table's
stirrups. To Cam's surprise the girl did not struggle at all as Nat manipulated
her legs into the stirrups. "Is she already broken?" he asked. "In a way," Nat
replied ensuring the each of Andrea's legs was securely fastened into the
stirrups. Earlier the men visited her and warned her that if she resisted them
or myself they would break her legs. As a warning they snapped a couple of her
toes. Cam nodded in approval and walked up between the girls widely spread legs
peering at the delicious looking bare pussy, which was open widely before him.
Purely as if instinctively he hand reached out to touch the remarkable entryway
into Andrea's womb, but Nat stopped him. "Wait Sir, our primary goal is to make
Katrina suffer not her sister. Don't be dismayed though you'll have ample time
to fuck them both when we're ready, but the reason that Andrea is here is to add
to Katrina's suffering with the knowledge that her sister will die with her
because of her mistake. "I see." Cam replied mentally fighting the urge to once
again attempt to plunge his fingers into the gapping fuck hole so invitingly
displayed before him.
Covering Andrea's head with a dark red pillowcase to hide her identity Natalie
proclaimed, "This slut is ready! Let's have the guard bring in your sweetheart!"
Once again Cam's heart was racing with anticipation. This was it, he thought,
this is the day I make that whore pay.
