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"This has to be some sort of joke," you bark out loudly. Your voice echoes around the rooftop as you train your eyes on Reiner and Bertholdt. They stiffen as your voice reaches their ears.
Slowly, Reiner turns around, his eyes dark and steely. The hard look on his face sends chills down your spine. His hazel eyes zero in on yours.
Fear wracks through your body at the blank expression on his face. This isn't the same Reiner that you went through training together.
You take a step back, readying yourself up just in case you have to make a quick escape. "That was a funny joke. I think I'm going to go find the others now."
You take another step back, your heart thundering in your chest. You pivot around and shoot your gears to the closest building behind you and you take off, not even daring to look back.
You know one thing. Based on Reiner's lack of reaction, you had walked in on something that you should never have heard.
The wind whips strands of your hair into your face as you make your escape. Your body is screaming at you that you are in danger. You need to find a group of your comrades, and fast.
You hear the sounds too late. Before you know it, you are being thrown back as a heavy object hits you. Your ears ring as you are thrown through a window into an abandoned home. Your head connects to the ground and your vision goes white.
When your eyes focus back in, you see Reiner hauling himself up from your body. You see his lips move, but you can't hear through the ringing in your ears. He turns to Bertholdt to say something. Bertholdt looks nervous, sweat beading between his brows. His eyes look everywhere but at you.
You close your eyes as your head starts to pound. You pinch them shut as tightly as you can to alleviate some of the pain.
You hear a muffled sound as you are nudged onto your back by a large combat boot. You see Bertholdt head down the stairs out of the corner of your eye.
Your attention focuses back in on Reiner as he leans down to pick you up in his thick, muscular arms. He rolls you onto your side and loops one arm under your knees, the other one securing itself around your shoulders. He hoists you ups and your arms and legs dangle uselessly over him.
You feel Reiner's chest rumble as he starts talking loudly to Bertolt. You shut your eyes tight as he makes his way down the stairs towards where you assume Bertholdt is.
Everything hurts and you can't think. You do, however, start to hear words here and there. Your eyes slip to Bertholdt, who is standing by a basement door, holding it wide open.
"... Bring… -tern." Reiner's voice cuts through the ringing in your ears. You flinch in his arms at the sudden sound. He looks down at you with his piercing amber eyes and studies you with the same hard look he had on earlier.
Bertholdt grabs on to a lit lantern and heads down first.The dim light flickers across the stone walls as they make their way down the stairs.
You close your eyes tight again once you are down the stairs and as you are lowered onto a desk. Thoughts start to fight through your foggy haze when Reiner starts unbuckling your straps.
"... What ar… doin?..." Your eyes loll over to look at Bertholdt over by the bottom of the stairs. He is breathing heavily, sweat now pouring down his face.
You will your ears to listen closer to their conversation as the blond replies.
"Relax, Bertl… silence… live a little." You look back at him in time to see a smirk split across his face.
"What… are you… doing?" You ask, your voice low and weak from your head injury. You cough a little, your throat dry.
Reiner looks down at you, his lips thinning into a stern line. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, you won't even be able to remember your name."
His words pierce through your foggy mind clear as daylight. You freeze in terror, your eyes widening in realization. "Don't. Please don't." You beg, you lip trembling. Tears fog up your eyes as you start to squirm.
"Hold her down, Bertl." Reiner commands. His hands fly to your thighs to pry them open as Bertholdt hesitantly traps your arms down on either side of you with his large, clammy hands.
"Please, stop! No! I promise I won't say anything, just don't do this please?" You start sobbing uncontrollably as you try to wiggle out of their grasp. Reiner doesn't seem to listen to you. He pushes your thighs out further and starts taking off your straps.
Terror fills your body as you continue to try to free yourself to no avail. You don't want this. You'd rather be eaten by a titan. You wiggle harder as your thoughts fly throughout your skull.
"Stop fucking moving!" Reiner bellows. He lifts himself up and he brings his hand up to wrap into your hair. He forcefully lifts you up and knocks your skull back into the hard top.
You go limp as stars fill your vision and everything becomes fuzzy. Shock flows throughout your body as Reiner lowers himself back into his original position and continues to take your straps off.
"Reiner, let's just throw her to a titan and be done with this." You can hear the worry in his voice, but you can't focus or think. The pit in your stomach weighs down heavily.
The blond manhandles you until he has the straps fully off. He throws them across the room and continues to your uniform top. "Come on Bert. Where's the fun in that? This island devil needs to pay for her sins."
"But we can do that by feeding her to a titan. We don't need to be doing this."
Your shirt is yanked off of you and your head thuds onto the hard surface again. Tears still cascade down your cheeks as he continues to your pants. By this point, he just rips them apart and off of you. "Please… stop…" you nutter quietly, a sob tears through your throat.
"Why? Just look at her." He slaps your clothed cunt and you jolt in place. He leans down and licks a fat stripe up your stomach. You shiver at the disgusting feeling and you wiggle in place. "She can pay this way."
He grabs the front of your bra with both of his massive hands and rips it in half. Your now bare breasts jiggle up and down as they are jolted by the movement.
You force yourself to look into his eyes as he grabs the fat of your boob and squeezes hard, forcing a painful squeak out of you. If it weren't for the red dusting his cheeks, you would think he wasn't feeling anything.
You lay there limp as Reiner continues his assault on your chest. The pad of his thumb brushes over your nipples and you arch your back a little as tingles shoot down your spine.
"See?" Reiner looks up and looks at Bertholdt. A grin splits his face. "Best damn way to pay. Touch her a little."
He resumes his relentless assault on your nipples. Lowering his head, he takes one into his mouth. You clench your eyes shut at the slimy feeling of his tongue lapping your bud. You wiggle a little bit, trying to test Bertholdt's hold on your wrists.
His hands are sweaty, and you are able to slightly pull away. You act without really thinking first, yanking your hands out of his grasp. He lets out a surprised squeak as your arms shoot down. Blood pounds in your ears and your flight response kicks in.
Reiner let's out an angry growl when your palm smacks into his nose. Stumbling back, he brings a hand up to his now bloody nose to swiftly put it back in place. You surge forward and try to make a quick run to the stairs.
"HELP! HELP!" You scream, hoping someone can hear you. Just as you take your first step, your foot catches on a loose board and you fall forward.
You fall face first into another stair with a firm smack. Pain shoots throughout your face and you let out a blood curdling scream. You scramble to keep moving, but a pair of long, limber arms wrap around your waist and yank you back. The force of being yanked back makes your neck snap back at an awkward angle, sending searing pain down your spine. You're soon wracked with terror. "STOP! NO! HELP!"
"H-hey," Bertholdt shouts in your ear, "calm d-down!" He pins you to the closest wall, the sheer coldness of the concrete a stark contrast to your very heated skin. You shiver violently and try to fix him with a glare as best as you can.
"Let go of me." You hiss. It comes out more pathetic than you want it to, as your cheek is smooshed against the wall and Bertholdt's body is pressed firmly against yours.
"You're in no position to be making demands, useless bitch." Reiner's voice cuts through the air across the room. "Bertl, have some fun while I heal."
You feel the taller man freeze. "What?"
"Have some fun while I heal. Anything you want. And after that," he pauses and you hear his boots clank against the ground as he makes his way over to you until he is standing right in your eyesight, "I'm going to teach you a lesson."
You try to flail, wiggling in Bertholdt's grasp, anger written all over your face. "Fuck you, Reiner. I'll be the one teaching you a lesson once I'm free." You pause for a second and gather spit in the back of your throat before you are hacking at him.
The spit lands on his lower cheek, and a look of disgust shadows in his eyes. He lifts an arm and wipes the spit off before his other hand darts out and grabs a fistful of your hair.
Bertholdt takes a step back and let's you go as Reiner yanks you forward. You aren't able to react fast enough, so you go limp. You slam into his chest, your head tingling. He gives you no time before he's shoving you onto the ground.
You yelp as your knees crack against the ground painfully. Tears prick the corners of your eyes, and before you can look at him yourself, he is yanking your head back.
"Open your mouth." He demands, tightening his hold on your hair.
You glare at him, tilting your head away from him as best as you can in defiance. Fuck if you are going to give in.
"I'm not going to say it again." He holds your hair tighter, bringing your head back around to face him straight on.
You set your lips into a thin line and your eyes shine with hate.
His hand shoots out and connects with your face with enough force to twist your head at a direct angle. You scream as chunks of your hair are pulled out. He then grabs your chin between his thumb and forefinger to bring your gaze back to his. His huge fingers dig angrily into your jaw with enough force to bruise.
He gathers spit in his mouth before his hand slides to the side of your face, his thumb forcing its way into your mouth. Yanking down, he hovers directly above you before opening his mouth to let his spit pool to the tip of his tongue and drop down directly into your own mouth.
You try to spit the fat glob of saliva out of your mouth, but Reiner presses down on your own tongue, forcing you to swallow it.
You gag as it slides down your throat. This is pure torture for you. You force yourself to look directly at him with a blank look on your face, as if he hadn't just spit into your mouth and forced you to swallow it.
He doesn't say anything at all before he is pulling you up and forcing you back against the wall. Your back connects painfully with the contact. His lips slam against you, his teeth smacking into yours. Pain resonates throughout your skull. His tongue forces its way into your mouth and you bite down roughly. The metallic taste of blood instantly coats your mouth and pools to the back of your throat, causing you to cough and choke.
Reiner pulls back, his pupils blown wide as he looks at you. He is panting, a deep blush coating his cheeks and nose. He grinds his hips into yours and you flinch when you feel the hard outline of his throbbing cock against your bare thighs.
Your face pinches in disgust and you jerk your head to the side, and you try to spit out as much blood as you can onto the stone floor. "I can't believe you. Why are you doing this?"
He doesn't answer you. One of his hands reaches down to unclasp the top of his pants. He unzips the zipper and pulls his pants down along with his briefs until his thick member slaps against his clothed abdomen.
You stare at it in horror. How the fuck is he going to fit that inside you? His cock weeps precum and is massive, red and angry. "Please, Reiner. Stop." You feel like crying. This isn't how today was supposed to go.
"Come on, please. Let's just kill her and get out of here." Your eyes fly to Bertholdt as he speaks those words and you take your chance. Reiner won't listen, but maybe he would. "You can't let this happen, Bertholdt. Please. Help me. Please. Please."
"Shut up, bitch. He isn't going to help you. No one is. Now, turn around," Reiner commands.
"No. Let me go."
He grabs your arm and he spins you around until your front is flush against the cold wall, him right up against you. One of his hands makes its way into your hair again. He pulls your head back until his face hovers above yours. "I'd rather fuck you." He then smashes your head into the wall before moving as swiftly as he can. Pathetic that he has to subdue you like this.
Before you know it, his chest is flush against yours, pinning you to the wall. He grips the plush skin of your thighs with enough force to bruise into your skin and hoists your legs up and straight out until the tip of his fat cock presses against your hole.
You're unable to move anything and you feel as if you're having an out of body experience. Your heart thunders loud and hard in your chest, and you finally let tears cascade down your face in defeat.
"You don't get to be prepared. You spit on me." As soon as the words leave his lips, he shoves his whole cock inside of you until his thighs are flush against your ass.
You sob loudly as you are assaulted. His dick carves its way into your tight pussy without giving you time to adjust, big, hot and painful for you. "Please."
"No." He pulls out and roughly pushes back in until his skin meets yours. The tip of his dick slams painfully against your cervix with every inward thrust as he sets a brutal pace.
Your cunt clenches around him involuntarily, pulling him deeper in with every inward thrust, your ass jiggles in tandem with him, your head continuously knocking against the wall.
You let out a gurgled moan at the intense pain, your legs jerking in an attempt to free yourself again. It feels like he's ripping you apart fucking you dry on his cock this way.
"Fuck. She's so tight, Bertl." Reiner huffs out, his breath hot on the back of your neck. Shivers run down your spine. "You should try her. It's like she's just pulling me in."
""R-Reiner, I-"
"Shut up. You've had a boner this whole time. You can't tell me that you don't want some of this." Reiner pulls back until only the fat head of his cock is in you before angling himself to the side enough for Bertholdt to see. "See? Just look at this."
You take the opportunity to wiggle violently to try to get out of his grasp, but you are stopped when his hand snakes down to the nape of your neck and forces you still by pressing your cheek hard into the wall. "Stop this… Please." You whimper as he slowly pushes his cock back into you, the thick veins rubbing against your battered, sensitive walls.
"Yeah, that's right. Just watch." Reiner purrs, his cock still slowly spearing into you until his hips are flush against yours. He pulls out and slams back in, the force of his thrust knocking your head into the wall again. He turns his head towards the other man.
"Here, have a turn." With that, he lets you go and steps back. You tumble down onto the cold floor with a resounding thud. At this point, your brain feels fuzzy. You can't even feel the pain anymore.
The sound of your heart beating hard thuds in your ears and you can barely keep your eyes open. You don't register the moment Reiner steps back, a nervous Bertholdt hesitantly taking his place.
It takes a few moments before anything else happens. You don't react when you feel the thick tip of his cock at your entrance, and you still don't react when he starts to slowly push in. Sweaty hands grab your arms and pull them behind your back for leverage as he spreads you open on his very thick cock. He's even bigger than Reiner, tearing you open even more.
You let out a loud scream that startles Bertholdt, making him jerk forward fast to cover your mouth with one of his hands. "St-top screaming."
You scream again through his hand. It feels like he is in your stomach, rearranging your guts. Tears prick the corners of your eyes at the unbearable pain tearing through your vagina.
You clench around him, trying to accommodate the pure size of his massive cock, and Bertholdt lets out a primal growl. You aren't prepared for the power behind his thrusts, your head knocking into the ground each time he fucks into you.
You weakly try to brace your arms against the ground to soften the impact. You moan as he changes his angle, hitting that bundle of nerves inside you. You jerk forward as pleasure rips through your body.
He pauses for a moment as he's readjusting. "What was that?"
"I think you found her sweet spot, Bertl. Keep doing what you were doing. The whore seems like she's enjoying it." Reiner sounds excited, a boisterous laugh bursting through his chest. It echoes around the room and chills you to the bone.
"You son of a-" you let out a choked noise when Bertholdt pushes his fore and middle finger into your mouth to press down on your tongue to stop you from talking.
He thrusts into you again, but this time shallowly, as if to test something out. Your eyes roll to the back of your head when he hits your g-spot, your back bowing out.
"F-fuck you're right." The pace he starts is erratic, but he hits your bundle of nerves with each stroke. "So tight."
Your brain feels like it's melting with each inward thrust, his heavy balls slapping your clit each time. Your cunt throbs and starts to produce wetness, making you feel guilty. Why is your body reacting like this? It isn't right. You let out a long whine.
"Please," you moan, your body jolting forward as he continues his onslaught. You can feel your cervix bruising with the abuse.
"Spoken like a true whore." Reiners voice cuts through your anguished noises. "Begging for cock. Dirty bitch."
Your head is yanked back, Reiners face filling your vision. "Bet you want more, and I'm feeling generous." He lets go of your hair and he grabs your shoulders, pulling you away from the wall. Bertholdt still fills you, the tip of his cock hitting your sweet spot again. You let out a moan, unable to fight back or say words.
"Open your mouth. I won't ask again." The blond demands, one of his large hands coming up to cup your chin. His fingers tighten on your jaw in a silent warning.
You obey mindlessly, just wanting this to be over at this point. You can't think or move, your body caving to the abuse it's enduring.
"Fuck, Bertholdt, she's learning. Keep fucking her."
Bertholdt doesn't waste a moment before he's thrusting deep inside of you, both of his hands now free and grabbing onto the fat of your hips.
Reiner pulls you up more before he presses his throbbing erection to your mouth to sit the bulbous tip on your tongue. You lick the slit without thinking, his cock jumping at the feeling.
"That's right, do that again." He demands, snaking his hand into your hair.
You lick the slit again and again before you swirl your tongue around him. He lets out a long groan before his hips thrust forward, his dick slipping to the back of your throat. You gag when he hits your uvula and you try to jerk your head back, but his firm hold in your hair stops you.
He thrusts in again, ignoring your movements. Drool pools to the corner of your mouth and your jaw aches with the thickness of his girth. You gag uncontrollably, unable to move.
Bertholdt curves himself against your back, his fingers digging harder into your skin. He powerfully thrusts into you, his movements shoving Reiner's cock past your uvula. You let out a gurgled moan as his thrusts abuse your g-spot, hitting deep in you. You find it hard to relax your throat and you start to panic.
You're unable to breathe as Reiner holds your head against him, your nose pressing against his pubic bone. your eyes roll to the back of your head, your body giving out.
Reiner uses your mouth, not caring that you can't breathe, Bertholdt thrusting into you with the same mindset. You are forced to bounce between them as they thrust in tandem with each other.
You lay there uselessly as they use you, unable to do anything even if you had wanted to. Your body reacts to them, your cunt producing more wetness and starting to throb uncontrollably. There is no resistance as Bertholdt's cock spears into you relentlessly.
"Fuck, I'm about to cum." Reiner moans out, his chest heaving. He shoves his dick deep into your throat again before holding you to his soft, blond hair. His hips jerk a couple of times before you're choking on his thick ropes of cum.
Your body continues to jerk forward, Bertholdt showing no signs of being done. You feel like you're about to pass out. Tears stream down your face and onto the cement floor.
Reiner pulls back and out of your mouth, his cum mixing with your saliva as it drops out of your mouth. You slump forward, your chin hitting the ground with a sharp smack as he lets go of you and steps back.
"Let's get her on her back. I want to see how far she can stretch."
Bertholdt listens, almost as if he's as mindless as you are, and he flips you at breakneck speed, as if he can't wait to be in your tightness again. Your arms and legs flail about uselessly as he does so.
"Wait." Reiner says, halting Bertholdt from filling you again. "One of us needs to be on the bottom for this to work."
"Okay, who's going to be on the bottom?" Bertholdt asks, speaking for the first time since joining in.
"You can be. I still have a lesson to teach this devil." Your eyes stay trained on the ceiling as you are manhandled on top of Bertholdt, your back flush against his tone body.
He grabs the base of his cock and presses it to the opening of your cunt before he shoves himself into you until your ass meets his hips. He lets out a string of curses as you clench around him.
Reiner situates himself on his knees in front of you two before he grabs his own throbbing cock and presses it to your already full hole and starts pushing in.
You are so fucked out that you don't register the pain coursing through your being as he forces himself into you, his length sliding in along Bertholdt's. You lay slack, taking everything you are given, small sounds making their way out of your throat.
Your pussy clenches before giving way to his cock. He lets out a loud moan and he throws his head back as he carves his way into you until he is hilted too.
You feel so full as they seem to let you adjust to them. Your chest heaves and your tongue lolls out of your mouth, drool dripping down your chin.
Reiner falls forward on one arm until his body hovers over yours, a blush spreading across his face. His pupils are blown wide, and sweat beads along his hairline. "Fuck." He hisses, the arm not holding him up grabbing the fat of your boob. He leans down to take the hardened nipple into his mouth and sucks.
You arch into his mouth, tingles spreading throughout your veins. You moan helplessly as he starts to move in you.
Bertholdt stays tense, as if he's waiting for Reiner to tell him he can move. The blond seems to notice and he pops off your tit with a resounding pop and opens his mouth to speak. "Go ahead and move."
Bertholdt springs into action and fucks up into you, a strained moan tearing out of his throat. He sets a brutal pace, his cock moving against Reiners own cock within you, hitting your cervix with each thrust.
Reiner switches arms and brings his mouth back down to your other boob, his hand massaging it. He makes a few experimental thrusts, his bulbous tip hitting your sensitive bundle of nerves with each thrust.
Your nerves are on fire, your body reacting against your will. You moan out, your hands finding their own way to Bertholdt's hips to clench at the muscular skin. You arch into each thrust, your pussy holding a death grip on both of their cocks.
Reiner pulls back again, a smirk splitting his face. "Seems like the devil likes this. I think I know the ultimate punishment." His hand let's go of your boob and trails down to find your clit.
You jerk as pleasure shoots up your spine, moans spilling from your mouth. Your body bows beautifully to meet his fingers on your throbbing clit, chasing the feeling.
"That's right. You get to cum, but you're ours. I think I'm gonna fuck this tight little pussy whenever I want." He growls out, before he's kissing you. He sucks your tongue into his mouth, his own stroking around your teeth, exploring everywhere he can.
He groans into your mouth as you tighten around them, the vibrations in his chest making you wetter. Your tongue moves by itself and strokes his own, earning another moan.
Bertholdt jackhammers into you, his warm breath puffing against the nape of your neck. Your eyes cross as he brutalizes your cervix, with bruising thrusts.
You can't even feel embarrassment at the loud, squelching noises your pussy makes as they work in tandem. Bertholdt's balls slap against your skin hard, surely leaving red makes in their wake. He lets out a strangled moan as his thrusts become jerky.
"Gonna cum," he hisses in a strained tone. His spit sprays across your neck.
Reiner pulls away and grins, a long line of spit connecting your mouths. "That's it, Bertl. Fill this devil scum up. Fucking breed her."
Bertholdt jerks a couple for times before you feel warmth spread throughout your cunt as he shoots ropes of cum into you. "Fuck!"
You feel your stomach start to expand at how much cum he is shooting into you. You cry out at the uncomfortable feeling as you get stretched out.
Reiner rubs small circles onto your clit, making you completely forget about the uncomfortable feeling, a moan ripping out of your throat. You whine as your cunt starts to feel sensitive. He is still thrusting into you, but at a slower pace until he comes to a complete stop.
"You good, Bertl?" He asks, looking at the man below you. He continues his assault on your clit and you can't stop reacting.
"Yeah, I'm finished. I think I'm gonna go wait outside. Please let me get up." Bertholdt answers, squirming uncomfortably below you.
"Alright. I think I want to fuck her on that desk." Reiner replies. He snakes his arms around your waist and pulls you up flush against him, before he is standing up with you.
Bertholdt's now flaccid cock is pulled out from you as Reiner stands up with you, his cock still deep within you. he walks across the floor, his erection moving deeper into you.
The cold contact of the desk, papers and all, press into your back. You feel something poke at you as you lay there. Your legs are firmly wrapped around Reiner as he manipulates your body until he finds a position he feels comfortable in. Your head falls off the other edge of the desk at an uncomfortable angle.
You feel cum seep out of your used hole as Reiner sets his own pace. This time it's slow, deep and hard.
His thrusts jerk you upwards, papers and pens falling off the desk with every powerful stroke. Your head moves side to side, heavy and empty. His thumb finds your clit again. He presses a little too hard.
His balls slap heavily against your ass, his hips pressing flush against you with them. You try to grab onto anything you can, but you can't find purchase anywhere. You give up and let them flop around.
"Gonna fill you up even more than this." he growls out, his hand not on your clit grabbing at your distended stomach. "Fuck."
More moans and sounds spill out of your mouth as you feel a weird pressure building up in your core, the coil pulling taught. "Hnng."
"Yeah, that's right. You're gonna be so full that you aren't gonna be able to escape."
His thrusts get harder and he slightly changes his angle until you're falling apart beneath him, your body arching upwards. Your pussy contracts as you squirt, your juices spraying out to cover Reiner's pelvis and lower stomach.
You cry out as he continues to circle your clit, dragging out your orgasm. You slump as you come down from your high, your pussy now overly sensitive. You find that you can't move at all, so you lay there and take it.
"Holy shit," Reiner huffs out, coming to a complete stop. He started at you with wide eyes, his mouth hanging open. "You're gonna do that again before I cum."
He starts fucking into you, making sure to angle himself to hit your g-spot again and again.
You're helpless as he wildly rubs your clit, his thrusts still hard and deep. You mumble incoherent words, your head lolling side to side.
"Fuck, you're clenching so tight around me. A dirty whore devil like you only deserve to be bred and that's it."
You cry out as another orgasm is ripped from you. Pain mixes with oversensitivity as you tighten around him again.
"Just like that. God, I'm gonna cum." He ruts into you a couple more times before your tight cunt milks his orgasm out of him. He still within you, his hips flush with your ass as he empties himself into you.
Your stomach bloats even more as rope after rope of cum fills you up. You mewl weakly, your body heavy.
He pulls out of you, his chest heaving. Sweat covers his whole body, his shirt clinging to his chest. His limp cock is covered with both of your cum, wet and shiny.
"Fuck, we gotta do that again." He starts pulling up his pants and buckling everything up. He looks around for a bit before walking over to a corner.
You can't watch him, fatigue making your whole body heavy an immobile. You feel semen drip out of your used cunt and down to your butthole.
Reiner comes back, rope and a makeshift gag in hand. "I'm going to tie you up, and then come back to fuck you whenever I feel like it. I don't want you to die just yet."
He sets the stuff down beside you before he is hauling you up and over his shoulder. He walks you around the desk to a hard backed chair before he plops you into it. He turns to reach across the desk to grab his supplies before he starts wrapping the rope around your body and the chair.
After you are secure in the chair, he forces your mouth open and shoves a piece of cloth into it. "That should do. Now be a good devil and stay still."
He turns around and walks to the bottom of the stairs before turning to look at you one more time. "Not like you can move anyways." He turns back around to start walking up the stairs and he lets out a deep, psychotic laugh.
You swear you can still hear him laughing as he shuts the door to the basement. You can't help it when your eyes close in exhaustion, sleep instantly taking you away.