Claude and Sebastian cleared the table, after Alois and Ciel were finished with tea. They worked in silence until the table was clear.

"Shall I give you a tour?" Claude, said, practically spitting the words out.

"Why not…" Sebastian replied, a small smirk on his face.

As promised, Claude led Sebastian all through the house, showing him the study, innards of the kitchen, as well as where the Butlers slept. Sebastian was highly pleased with the state of the old mansion. It was very well kept and he even let Claude know this…

"Why thank you" Claude replied at the dry compliment.

Claude led Sebastian down stairs and into the basement, to explain what types of tea they had sitting to ferment to perfection.

Claude closed the basement door behind them leaving both butlers in complete blackness.

Sebastian's eyes grew wide as he felt himself being led through the room, Claude stopped after a moment and slipped his hand under Sebastian's arm, making sure he brushed up against the other butler in the process.

Sebastian's heart stopped beating for a moment as Claude opened another door behind him. The next room was pitch black as well.

Claude placed his hand back on Sebastian's shoulder, squeezing it lightly, as in reassurance.

Sebastian let out his held breath and relaxed.

Sebastian held his hands out in front of him when he heard their footsteps echoing closer and closer. Good thing he did because Claude pinned him against a wall.

Sebastian sneered as Claude spun him around so they were facing each other.

Sebastian shivered lightly as he felt Claude's warm, wet tongue, slide all across his face and down his neck.

As Sebastian let out a slight moan and shiver he heard something clamp shut.

Claude pulled away immediately and Sebastian struggled, but was chained to the wall.

There was a quick flash, and then the room was illuminated, Claude struck a second match against the brick and lit another torch on the opposite wall.

Sebastian had to close his eyes for a minute, due to the severity of the light, after being consumed by darkness for so long in the bowels of the basement.

Once Sebastian's ruby eyes had adjusted to the light, he knew where he was… He was in a torture chamber… Claude was standing over a table, fingers to his chin, pondering what "tools" he should use on the Phantomhive Butler.

He finally walked back over to Sebastian, holding a scalpel similar to the one Madame Red used to have in her medical kits. Only the blade on this one was rusty and duller.

Sebastian smiled cynically and knew what was in store for him. He looked deep into those emotionless topaz eyes and only smiled as Claude began to cut Sebastian's pale skin from the outer corner of his eye, to the tip of his chin, leaving blood, the color of Sebastian's eyes on his white gloves as well as on the floor, among the mass puddle of old, flaking dried blood from centuries too days before.

Claude placed the scalpel in his teeth as he pulled off each glove, slowly and then simply discarding them to the floor. His fingers soon found Sebastian's jacket, which he undid the buttons with the dexterity only a spider could have.

Within seconds, all of Sebastian's buttons were undone, leaving his pale chest exposed to the cold and dampness of the basement. Claude cut two circles, not deep, but enough to bleed, into Sebastian's chest and upper stomach, one circle inside the other.

"Heh" Claude laughed to himself as he walked away, Sebastian hung his head, knowing Claude would keep this up, as long as he possibly could.

Claude returned again and this time, with the whip.

Wrapped firmly around his hand, Claude un-wound the long straps of leather.

He stood a good eight feet away from Sebastian and pulled the whip high over and behind his head.

"Crack!" was all that was heard for a moment… then the sound of dripping blood. Claude cracked the whip on Sebastian's stomach nearly twenty times before he was finally satisfied.

Sebastian had beads of sweat dripping down his face, stinging the incision Claude made earlier, he was in immense pain, but never gave note of it. He was a demon after all, so why shouldn't he handle it like a demon.

Claude picked up one of his gloves, saturated in water from the dripping from the ceiling, and wiped off the blood dripping from Sebastian's abdomen.

Sebastian looked down, and sneered at what he saw…

"Now, you belong to me, Michaelis…" Claude hissed in Sebastian's ear.

Carved into the hide of Sebastian's stomach was a spider web…

"Sebas…" Ciel uttered upstairs from Alois' room before he was out cold.

Sebastian's contract reacted with his master and Sebastian pulled the chains from the wall, and pushed past Claude, running upstairs to check on his precious Master…

"Bocchan!" Sebastian grimaced as he held his stomach, trying in vain to halt the bleeding…