Underworld: Live (Sanoci x Dr. Nibbles)

[Dr. Nibbles]

Live in3...

The room was dark and spinning when Rachelle awoke. Her vision was still blurred as the drugs used to intoxicate her had not yet worn off. A bright light turned on and shone bright in her face causing her head to ache and her eyes to see double. She moved her wrists and realized she was bound behind her back and to something. Something metal and cold was tight against her petite wrists.

2...

She panicked instantly, her body trembling from fear, she attempted to stand but her ankles were bound by a similar metal restraint. The room became more clear, a shadowy figure could be seen past the light. Rachelle screamed but her mouth was bound with ductape, the taste of blood filling her mouth. She suddenly feared for her life.

1...

Rachelle squirmed and screamed as the room became more and more visible. The sight of billhooks, blades, whips, and more sexual equipment lie around the room on perfectly organized trays. Her eyes grew wide. She could not even begin to comprehend her own fear as the camera that sat beneath the light became revealed. Rachelle had heard of these before. Rape dungeons. Girls abroad like herself in foreign countries get captured all the time. She always thought the statistics were so unlikely. That it would be save to party in the Czech Republic alone... she was gravely mistaken.


Action

 

[Sanoci]

Looming passed the darkness was a suave individual dressed in an obviously expensive single breasted white suit with matching trousers and polished dress shoes. Cackling ominously as leather gloves strapped onto his sleek olive skin, making his presence known to the audience watching from the comfort of their homes to one of the luxurious clubs where those of wealth and prestige gathered to fulfill their barbarous urges in secret. Waving nonchalantly at the camera, his mood shifted to a more enthusiastic tone with glee displayed in his movements.

" Welcome denizens, I bring you entertainment for tonight. We going to party hard, rough, and of course bloody! Another American whore visits us, we give her good welcome . "

Speaking in an atrocious form of English, one could deduce he wasn't fluent in it, but unfortunately a big percentage of the customers were English speakers of some degree. No one knew the form of the sociopathic entertainer dubbed Vicious Viktor, yet what distinguished him was his formal attire and burlap sack which was bleached white and donned into a mask resembling a scarecrow. The white made it the perfect piece of parchment for the art he had in mind. Taking a slow lingering glance at his instruments, then at the woman, Viktor whistled cheerfully as a carried a fiberglass cattle prod that possessed metal tips with dull barbs. Slowly approaching her, the customized prod sent a shock, thrusting it against both her left and right breast.

" You calls those tits? Last bitch had bigger ones than that. I have a secret for you."

Watching her agonize by both physical and psychological pain had a bulge materialize from his pants. Clamping onto her right earlobe, Viktor engulfed her ear and slurp onto it passionately. Giving the woman a little ecstasy momentarily was a cruel feint, puncturing his yellow teeth through her earlobe as he began to chew through it like gum. Though his speech was confusing, his bloody mouth uttered something terrifying.

" You're going to die tonight, but first we are gonna play a game." , he said as he started to pace backwards, forcing her whorish mouth open and spitting her right earlobe down her throat.

"Call it one of many gifts tonight! "

 

[Dr. Nibbles]

Rachelle beganing sobbing out of fear as soon as the masked Ukrianian marched from the shadows. "W-what?" she stammered barely audible. "What?" that was all the quiet innocent girl could muster in her posh Brittish accent. She squirmed more when he returned with the cattle prod.

Rachelle begged him not too before he ripped her expensive blouse and electrocuded her naked breast. She flinched hard as the shock rang through her sensitive nips and into her chest. The second shock caused her to bite her own tongue and cause blood to dripp from her mouth and onto her now tender pink tits. "S-stop... I have money... I can pay you to stop." she begged. But not before Viktor leanted down and bit hard into her ear lobe. Rachelle screamed for mercy and stomped her high-heels into the ground the best she could in protest.

"NO STOP! PLEASE!" she cried as the flesh was spat down her throat. Rachelle imeediately gagged and spat the bloody chuck onto the floor, seeing the damage for the first time. Its was minute but the pain was far from. "PLEASE I'LL DO ANYTHING!!!" she begged as her body convulsed from pain, tears streaming down her face.

 

[Sanoci]

Her anguish was visible through her raucous whimper, perverse eyes filled with glee over her misery. They were all alike, pleading for their lives by the mere mention of some financial gain just to end the party. Viktor was too amused and well funded for this service to be bribe by the contestant. Roughing her up prematurely was probably more to get the blood pumping for the audience, taking a slow glance at her bruised exterior as he held the cattle prod against her nimble neck.

" You do anything you say? Be a good little girl, obey my orders and entertain this crowd tonight. Maybe you live, maybe you don't. Guess we continue."

Taunting this woman, giving her a false sense of hope was always the icing on the cake. Switching off the electricity from the cattle prod, he skipped towards his medieval styled display case that was adorned with plenty of malicious instruments. Unsheathing a bowie knife pressed near the belt buckle where the knife originated via the sheath, Viktor caressed her tender breasts by the edge of the knife touching her nipples to enable more fear into the tourist. Gradually lowering it, the knife started to tear into her clothing to strip passed her skirt and the fabric of her undergarments, pushing cold steel from the blunt side to tease Rachelle with the feeling of something near her delicate folds.

" Let Vicious Viktor here make you feel good! You girls like the exotic sex, no?
"

 

[Dr. Nibbles]

"No" she whimpered, feeling already the taste of defeat. "No please."

Rebecca's voice was full of frailty. She wanted to fight but the fear, pain and full awareness of the situation was too overwhelming all she could do was be still and pray that he showed her mercy. Then he picked up the knife, and Rebecca knew that such a prayer would not be answered.

"C-crowd....what?" she said in fear, realizing the scope of where she was at and what was happening. She looked around the room, terrified and too fully aware of how terrible this night was going to become... and possibly be the very same night that ends her young life all too soon. She began to sob again as, any sane person would.

"I didn't do anything... please...stop." she quietly pleaded as her delicate, expensive skirt was torn as well as her thin, lacey panties. She let out a yip as the blade touched her body, she expected the worse, her body tensing as the cold steel slid across her tight folds and succulent breasts. She looked at him with red, tear filled eyes...

"Why?" was all she could mutter.

 

[Sanoci]

" You're luscious, grade a rib eye to these viewers. Best of all, you're a foreigner thus expendable." Viktor purposely severed her faith with devious facts that easily could contribute towards this despicable show streaming privately to the demented audience indulging themselves via their twisted vices that were deemed horrific for normal society. Cackling excessively at her misfortune, extracting a dirty rag concealed through his pockets. Whether or not she gave him resistance made no difference as he stole her sight by forcefully blindfolding the victim.

"You're truly in darkness now ! "


Amidst the psychological warfare being bestowed mostly to prolong the exciting bits, Vicious Viktor took satisfaction in plunging his filthy digits roughly into her slit, forming a v shape almost to spread her lower lips wide open while beginning the agony of some masked sociopath slurping onto her tensed nipples. Mostly done as some foreplay, it masked a sinister intent into false security over the more vile acts he planned for her. Her nipples alone were tempting, aggressively applying suction, tugging through his teeth, and superfluous amount of saliva to otherwise lube them up and get them erected. Stopping abruptly, his bowie knife pressed below her nipples to bleed ever so gently and to feel the cold embrace of steel which represented death. Keeping her legs open with those folds, he demeaned her as more words uttered past his lips.

"Quite the pussy you got. Real tight, so are you a virgin or just not getting the proper helping of dick? Better yet... what the biggest thing you had up there", Viktor said with perverse thoughts lingering with emphasis on thing more than penis.

 

[Dr. Nibbles]

"No! PLEASE STOP!" Rebecca begged and screamed, thrashing for freedom well aware that on her own there was no hope, blood, dripped from the slight cut under here breast, Rebecca arched her back and gasped trying to fight Victor the best she could. Those heinous words left Victor's lips, questioning her sexuality.

"Wh-what?" she stammered, "N-no, don't touch me... don't fucking touch me please! God damnit stop!" Rebecca was stammering and rambling out of fear, thrashing in her shackles knowing full well that Vicious Victor intended to rape and torture her infront of an audience of sick, perverted sociopaths. "PLEASE I DIDN'T DO SHIT TO YOU!!! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!!!" Rebecca let out a shrill and terrified scream that broke down into a horrified sob, her mascara flowing from her eyes as the tears fueled by fear streamed down her face.

Though all was lost, Rebecca had to hold onto some sort of hope. Or at the least find some sort of reason to this madness. Why her? Why now? She was so young and so innocent. Was it because of who her father was? Or is this just happenstance...

"Please god no..." she whispered, refusing to answer any of Viktor's heinous inquiries.