Wyatt opened the locked door quietly before making his way over to Valentina. She was motionless, only staring his direction with an exhausted, almost comatose look on her face. His evil voice lingered throughout the dimly lighted room, "Valentina, sweet and innocent Valentina. Do you understand now why you must listen to what you are told? I hope you aren't in too much pain because I'm sure Roman wants to see you, and I would never let dear Roman see his best friend so weak and harmed."
Bray picked up a towel, wiping her face clean; her eyeliner stained her contoured cheeks. Bray walked to the foot of the steel frames bed with Valentina following him with her eyes. He pulled her high waisted pencil skirt back on to it's original spot. He rubbed her feet carefully before replacing her platform heels as well.
"My, my, my! What soft, delicate skin you have. It feels like a child's blanket," Bray announced before walking her by head. Flattening out a couple stray pieces of hair, he pulled on her gag. This causes her head to follow. He shook his head in disapproval. "I told them not you use something so degrading on a lovely woman like you. They barely left you any room to speak. Go ahead, try to speak, darling."
There was little hesitation on Valentina; she tried her hardest to form real words. "Mm mph mph mmmmmph." Bray laughed, guiding her head around through the gag. When he did that, Bray left more room for Valentina to breathe, though her speech remained the same. Bray pushed her head on its left side as he unbuckled the gag.
"I'm sure that could've been tighter," he muttered in her ear once it was finally removed. "Oh, I apologize for the ill treatment on my henchmen's part. I told them how it should've been done. Guess they developed a sweet tooth for pain. Either way, you're not the only one who will be experiencing pain tonight. Roman will learn from his mistakes. He will understand the wrongs and the rights. Now, as for you, I can't have you calling out. Luck may turn its tables in your favor! I'm going to have to silence your pleas, understand?"
"Yes, sir," Valentina said, trying her absolute hardest to avoid looking into his dark eyes. Her body was sore and weak from the early tortures; she was a broken woman. At this point, it didn't matter what Roman or anybody else could do in an effort to save her. She was already beaten.
Bray held up two gags in each of his taped hands: the prnis gag in his right and the enormous red ball gag in his left. Valentina eyed the penis gag with fear written all over her face. "I'll give you a choice since you were so responsive to your punishment. You can choose your silencer. Before you say anything, I'm going to assume that you want what's in my left hand more than what's in my right." Valentina nodded shamefully, locking eyes with him.
Bray reacher her head, forcing the gag in with little to no trouble. He buckled it on the tightest setting. He pushed her head to stare up straight at the ceiling. He laughed when all she did was obey. "Try to scream, darling. Use those pretty lungs for their given purpose."
"Mmmmmmmph," that was all the Valentina could manage to work through her stuffed mouth. Bray made sure there was no wiggle room with her gag. If somebody found her, the plan would be ruined. Bray lite all of the candle around the room before turning off the lamp. The room was much dinner than before. It sent shivers down Valentina's spine to even think about what else was in store for her.
"Anything," Roman asked Jimmy with a sad look on his face. Jimmy informed him that nobody had seen or heard from her, but that almost all of both locker rooms were in the hunt to find her. Roman rested his head in the table he was sitting at when he heard some footsteps approach.
"Tell me you did not lose my girl to some Duck Dynasty wanna be preacher," Naomi said with visible anger. She rested her hand on her hips, eyeing Roman up and down. He simply put his head back down on the table. "I'm going to tell you this once. If anything happened to that girl, I will not hesitate to hunt you down and chop you dick off, alright? My girl doesn't need this shit right now."
Jimmy tried to calm his wife down, who was continuing on with her copious amount of threats. Roman looked up after a few minutes of silence followed. When he did, Naomi put her hand in his shoulder. "Look, I'm just nervous about all this, alright? She's not exactly the strongest diva in the division. Plus, Bray Wyatt is all kinds of crazy. We've all seen what he's done to other people. I just don't want her to get hurt real bad. Lord only knows what that man could do to a stick like her."
Roman, who at this point was mentally panicking, faked a smile. He thanked Naomi before he walked to the gorilla station. His match was next up on the card. When he left, Naomi decided to take a walk to clear her head off all the stuff going on around her. She noticed Wyatt's pals, Rowan and Harper, heading down a hallway. She followed them, keeping a safe distance away to ensure her own safety. They entered into a busy hallway. People probably passed the door a thousand times. She sat by the door, listening in to hear what was happening. The two psycho men creepily sang the song 'I'm a Little Tea Pot'.