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Chapter 10 by Suckersoprano Suckersoprano

Which does he pick?

Bench.

Dago didn’t like the looks of anything in this room, not right now not with Leviathan. He wanted to get the fuck out of here. He tried to push Leviathan away from him, who was less than amused. Leviathan pushed Dago to his knees so quickly that Dago couldn’t remember hitting the floor. His arms and legs were quickly bound to the legs of a black varnished bench. Dago tried to pull the bench apart, but found that it was too strong for even his vampiric powers.

Leviathan circled the bench a few times with a hand on his chin. He began to pull off his jacket and daintily hung it on a hook on the wall. He moved to the table and began to mix colors.

“Fucker, let me go!” roared Dago, trying to provoke Leviathan into doing something other than mix oil paints, “Fuck you! It’s your fucking fault for having shitty cells!”

Dago was already sounding hoarse and panicked. He was afraid and was showing it by trying to bare his teeth. Leviathan didn’t say or even express anything until he had the right colors he wanted. He set down the paints he had mixed and moved over to Dago again.

“You’ll shut your mouth or I’ll find a gag,” Leviathan said in a level voice.

“Fuck off, freak!”

Leviathan turned around and produced a large black ball gag and quickly fitted Dago with it. Dago tried to fight, but he wasn’t going anywhere. He could only fight it for so long without Leviathan threatening to break his teeth in. Dago wasn’t completely silenced, but his profanity was no longer a bother to Leviathan.

Leviathan returned to the table and came back with a knife. Dago shut his eyes, ready to die, but instead found that his clothing was being shredded off of him. He started to struggle again. Dying was definitely preferable to what Leviathan was trying to do. Leviathan dumped the useless strips of cloth into a wastebasket and then circled around to examine his work. He stopped, positioning himself behind Dago intentionally. Dago tried to look behind him, but couldn’t.

“Yes, things are going to be very painful for you from now on,” Leviathan said, kneeling behind the bench.

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