Quick warning this chap contains non con so if you don't like that stuff please do not read.
Cat was never a heavy drinker.
True she appreciated a good gin now and again and she was also fond of a good scotch but she hadn't had any recently. So why she was waking up with a major headache was a mystery to her. It didn't feel like a drinking headache though.
As she became aware of her surroundings she became aware that she wasn't in her normal home at Winterfell. She tried to remember that the hell she had been doing last and while her memories were foggy she defiantly could recall herself bringing out the groceries to the car and then a noise of rustling leave then nothing. It was like something out of a bad horror movie.
She tried to move her hands but the seemed to be restricted by something. When she woke up more she could see what it was keeping her hands restrained. Two rather thick straps of leather. This acted as her wakeup call and that's when her thrashing truly started.
During her attempted escape she heard a small snicker, almost as if someone was enjoying seeing her struggle. "I see you've finally woken up." It came from the direction that the sicker had as well.
There was a man in the room with her but only now had he chosen to come into the light. He was wearing a mask that covered the majority of his face. Catelyn wouldn't be able to identify him at all.
Before he could come any closer to her she growled for a moment and stared him down.
"I will kill you with my bare hands." She didn't even have to think about it. She wasn't going to be intimidated by anyone. Especially some sick person who had chained her up.
"But if you kill me then who'll play the game with Theon? Only I know the rules." Ramsay loved that few couple of seconds before the penny dropped with his victims. Catelyn's heart stopped for a moment. She realised that Theon had really been kidnapped by this mad man. She thought that it had been Theon just running off but she guessed that this just proved her wrong.
"This is a one way mirror. You can see Theon but he can't see you. The game is simple. I will leave this door open but you must resist the temptation to come into the room. If you come in I will kill him. Got it?" He had thought all of this out and he knew it would work. If it didn't then he'd have to find two new people to play with.
He flicked the switch and waited for Catelyn's reactions.
She had originally been planning to kill him with her bare hand but what she saw completely stopped her and any plans of escape.
Catelyn was able to get a proper look at Theon now and she immediately began to regret every time she had bad mouthed him and wished he was dead. It was the worst she had ever seen him. She had worked part time in social services and she had seen children who had been neglected who had looked exactly like. It was even more terrifying to see it on an adult. Skin and bones was the only way to describe him. Filthy could have also been used as well to describe both his body and his hair.
"The key to get out of the chains is in your pocket. Only use it when I say or the both of you die. I can't stand cheaters." It was extremely annoying when people disobeyed his games but yet when he screwed other people over he found it hilarious.
"Why are you doing this?" Her eyes never left Theon for a moment. She wanted to make sure he was still breathing but she saw the chest raising ever so slowly. Malnutrition could cause breathing problems and she doubted he was kind enough to get him to a hospital.
"I'll go tell Theon the rules of the game now." He left the room completely ignoring her question.
Ramsay re-entered in the room where Theon was situated. He hadn't been in this room before but it was weird. He was sat facing a huge mirror. It looked like the interrogation room where Robb would sometimes bring him into the station for great make out sessions.
Ramsay had turned off the sound so Catelyn wouldn't be able to hear what he was going to say to Theon, the specific rules he would be implementing for him. He had a feeling that Theon had been here long enough to know that he should follow the rules perfectly.
Theon was tied to a chair and there was also a table in the room. He didn't know what he was planning but he could guess that this game was going to be especially brutal. Theon thought that maybe since it looked like a police set up then maybe he was going to do some kind of torture interrogation.
"Okay Theon I'm going to explain how his game works. I have Catelyn Stark in the other room, the door is open. If you say the word, I'll let you go but she'll have to take your place. She seems a lot feistier then you. Might even give me a better fight. Breaking her would be fun. "
Theon had gotten pretty good at telling when Ramsay was fucking around and when he was deadly serious and he knew that Cat was in the room next to him. He then put together it was a one way mirror. Cat could see him but she could see him. She was looking at his wrecked body.
"Also imagine how Robb would feel. You trading your place for the mother. How pathetic." Ramsay was just twisting the knife now, taking a hit at both his confidence and his love for Robb.
He had been here for about two weeks and over that time Ramsay had reinforced the message of how pathetic he was. He was starting to believe it himself. He had gotten himself into the situation too. Ramsay had even coined a small rhyme about it 'Reek, Reek it rhymes with weak.' Like a virus it had physically implanted into his brain and was festering into his subconscious.
He didn't know what to do. Freedom was the only thing he wanted. He would give anything for it but not Robb's happiness. Even if Robb didn't love him anymore he still loved Robb and he knew that he wouldn't put Catelyn thought this.
True, he and Catelyn didn't have the best relationship in seven kingdoms but Ramsay was something that no one else should be exposed to. "What do you want me to do?" He asked knowing he wouldn't like whether he agreed or not.
"Scream and look at the mirror." He whispered in his ear. Theon could guess that the screaming would be involuntary.
Ramsay had designed it so that Theon would be forced to see him on top of him while looking directly at Catelyn in the process as she watched as he broke underneath him. Ramsay always liked to think of himself as the game master and his rules meant that everyone who wasn't him had to suffer for his amusement.
And the sexual aspect of all of this was long overdue for Ramsay. He had kept him for two weeks watching him waste away, listen to him scream and seen his resistance. He was ready to do this.
"Let the game begin."
As soon as the bolts of the chair were undone he was thrown onto a table he had brought into the room. Theon assumed he would bring out the knife and sure enough he brought out the blade that had already been introduced to his skin many times before but this time instead of going for his skin he went for the rags that Ramsay had provided him with.
The knife cut them swiftly and the top half of his body was revealed to her. She thought that his face was the worst that she could see but was proven wrong when her eyes were made witness to the practically mangled mess that was his torso. The knife marks and showing ribs were enough to make even the strongest of men gag but it was the branded X mark that made her physically throw up. It didn't look healthy at all, it was a very sickly yellow and the top had slightly crystallised with a red rim around the edges.
She was so entrapped by the markings on his body it took her a moment to even realise that Ramsay was in the process of taking of his trousers.
Theon knew what he wanted at this point and what he was going to do. He would have been fighting but it was Ramsay. He was going to do what he liked with him regardless of what he said or did. He also knew well enough at this point that he had probably rigged it so that Catelyn was tied down or something so she physically couldn't come in. Catelyn had already gotten the key and unchained herself.
Catelyn wanted to do many things. She wanted to bang against the glass to let Theon know that she was there, she wanted to rush in there and smash his face into an unrecognisable pulp but most of all she wanted to just hold him and tell him that he was going to be okay and that Robb was going to find them both now.
A vague recollection of Robb telling her that it was the second week that this Mr X killed his victim. If she wasn't mistaken tonight would be the final night of Theon Greyjoy's life. It dawned on her that this was it. He was going to torture then kill him and she would be the star witness.
She ran over to the door but then stopped herself. If she stayed put then Mister X said he would spare him. She didn't care what she had to do or if she had to take his place. She would do it without a second thought.
Ramsay dropped his own pants and the reality of the situation became real to Theon. He was going to be raped in front of his future mother in law and likely be killed afterwards. He was welcoming death at this point. If they got out of there alive he didn't think that he could look at Catelyn ever again.
The scream that left his lips as he made the first push in shocked both Catelyn and Ramsay. Ramsay because it had been the loudest and most pained he had heard it while Catelyn was shocked at the horror of it all. He sounded like a banshee and there was sobbing. Good god there was sobbing. And pleading as well, pleading for Ramsay to get off of him.
He wasn't going to lie. He and Robb had done it a lot of times before. More than he would like to admit but Robb had been a total gentleman during all of it. They had gone at a speed which suited both of them. He had also had the luxury of having lube readily available, Ramsay was only going to be using blood as the thing that would try to ease Theon's pain.
Reality sucker punched him in the face when he felt Ramsay's canine like teeth sink into his shoulder. He had drawn blood and was in the process of licking it. Catelyn was disgusted by this as well, he was like some kind of cannibal.
Theon was too frightened to move. If he did move he would be free from all of this. He could once again feel the ocean salt against his lips. Cat on the other had would have to feel everything he had felt and more. She was considerably older then him and he had an inkling that every though she could sass the ear off him to hell and back it wouldn't be enough to withstand the torture he was put though.
Ramsay quickened his pace, making sure to make it as excruciating as possible.
Theon didn't mean for the quiet moan to escape. He tried to cover his mouth to silence himself but Ramsay was quick and had already caught on to the involuntary sexual noise. Ramsay stopped for a moment to savour the moment, he had finally gotten his pet to do something for him.
"Do you hear that Catelyn? He likes it. Tell me I'm so much better then Robb ever was." He said the venom dripping of his snake like tongue. Theon's cried where muffled as he tried to smash his face on the table to cover the fact that his body was reacting to him in this way.
"You are so much better then….then..." Theon was struggling to get it out due to the pain of Ramsay still ploughing into him and it felt like the ultimate emotional betrayal. He still had no idea if what Robb was saying on the tape was true but if it was he would feel only a slight bit better about the moment.
Ramsay wasn't a man of patients when it came to answering him so he slammed his head down and went in really close to his head so that his lips just brushed the top of his ear. "Say it or I'll knock your teeth out." He said as a warning, he then bit the ear in a sexual way once more making Theon make noises he didn't want to be making.
He had been pitifully grovelling but none quiet as much as now. "You're so much better then Robb master. Please." Theon couldn't see Catelyn's eyes but he'd bet anything that she despised him in this moment. He'd just said that in front of her and there was now ways that she'd forgive him. He was cheating on her son right in front of her eyes. From his point of view he was letting him do it to keep her safe so he translated this as technically consenting. That was the way Theon saw it however from where Catelyn was seated she could see more clearly what was going on. Ramsay was forcing him to do it.
"I'm so sorry Cat!" He pleaded proceeding to avoid eye contact with her by looking down at the table as Ramsay continued the dirty work. This wasn't worse in terms of pain that Ramsay had inflicted onto him but in terms of what it was doing to him mentally it was more devastating then everything combined.
Catelyn shuddered to think that Theon had been tortured to such a point he was apologising for this when none of this was his fault. It was creepy when she thought about it, he was apologising for being attacked.
Cat tried to cry out but she knew that she would have to stay silent or he would die. If there was any way to get out of this with both of them alive she would've found it by now Catelyn was a woman who took action and when she wasn't able to that was when she panicked. Much like Ramsay she needed to have control of the events that surrounded her.
"Look at him Catelyn, I know your trying to look away." Ramsay said as he made a particularly hard thrust, making the body underneath him squirm.
He was silently crying as Ramsay kept the promise to fuck him into the dirt. Or rather into submission.
Catelyn didn't like Theon but she couldn't stand this. It was a sickening display. She couldn't see his face throughout the attack and she didn't recognise his voice at all. While he was at the police station Ramsay had changed his voice to sound a lot higher than it really was. For this he was using his actually voice.
None of them had any idea how much longer that it continued but Ramsay would say he had done long enough that Theon had stopped all of his crying and was just lying there with short breaths as he made short sobs and waited for it to end.
Catelyn could see how his body reacted when Ramsay finally did him the mercy of finishing up. It made the worst sound. It was a squelching with a hint of Theon breathlessness as well.
As Ramsay pulled away from Theon lay there and tried to process what had just happened. He had just fucked before the mother of his ex-fiancé. How is anyone meant to react to that situation? Before Theon's shaking body could move an inch he felt Ramsay grab his head and slam it down hard into the table, promptly knocking him out.
"You can come in now. The game is over." Ramsay said looking straight at her. His eyes then cast themselves back down to his handy work. That had been one of the most things he had done in a while. He never thought that having an audience could be that much fun but he was proven wrong.
Catelyn didn't need to even hear the end of the sentence before she was in there looking at the mess that befell her eyes. His injuries somehow managed to look worse up close, the only difference was she was all out of stomach contents so throwing up was impossible at this point.
"Oh my god, Theon." She tried waking him up but it was clear he was out cold. She quickly checked his pulse just to make sure he was still alive. When she heard a rapid thumping so breathed a sigh of relief.
"I doubt he's going to hear you at all but do whatever makes you happy." He said as he waited by the door with an apple in hand, crunching loudly and completely disregarding the emotions that she was feeling.
She didn't even acknowledge he was in there. She tried to wipe the wetness from around his eyes. He had cried so much during all of it. "I did what you wanted now let him free." Cat said holding his head hoping he would wake up so she could tell him that he was okay and that he was going to be free from all of it.
"I have already done my part." Ramsay said taking another bite out of the apple.
Cat was confused. She knew he was crazy but what he was saying didn't make any sense.
"He's free… from the X isn't he?" He said pointing his knife over to the X
She had wanted him to go away but she never wished this upon him. She wouldn't wish this treatment upon the Lannister's let alone the man her son was going to marry. There was a tremendous amount of guilt that she was feeling for not being able to save him.
She didn't cry easily but she was going to burst into tears at the sight of him.
"Cat…" Theon said half consciously. His brain was like static at the moment. All fuzzy with no idea of what was going on, the only reason he said Cat was because it was the last thing he saw before blacking out. He wasn't aware that she was the one holding his head and comforting him. All he knew was that it smelt like Robb and that was enough to comfort him.
"Theon. It's going to be okay. We're going to get you out of here. It's okay."
This was exactly like the time she had comforted him when he was younger and Ned had brought him home for the first time away from the bastard of a father Balon. She had held his head and told him to be a strong boy and that he was so brave. He didn't exactly look like a strong boy at the moment but he knew that the strong boy was in there somewhere and he needed to be brought out.
Theon stirred more as she spoke and Ramsay knew he had to intervene. He couldn't have Catelyn telling him that Robb still cared. She heard Ramsay coming up behind her swiftly when she turned her head she was met with a metal crowbar to the head. It was an instantaneous knock out. He had gotten good at knowing how much force to use on a person when using it.
Since Ramsay deciding he was going to keep Theon he needed the police to stop looking for him. What better way to do it then by faking Theon's death for him. And how better to do it then by having a witness to go back and tell them.
Now just to get everything set up.
Theon was unfortunately the first of the two to wake up. His head was still messed up but he felt a small shred of comfort as he felt warm clothes back onto his body and he wasn't bent over a table. He could tell that he was chained to a chair ad something felt wrong with his abdomen, like there was something squidgy on it. He saw red and assumed it was him who was bleeding. When he didn't feel any pain he only got more confused about the entire situation.
"Theon, If you play dead I'll let her go. If you don't I'll let you go." He said as he seemed to tighten something around his waist.
Theon instantly knew his answer. He wasn't going to let anyone else endure this type of treatment. He nodded and Ramsay filled him in on what was going to happen as soon as Cate woke up. As Ramsay told him the plan he got sicker with each passing moment.
When Cat woke up again she was bound to the chair once more but this time Theon was tied to a chair opposite her. He looked a wreck with his head hanging low to avoid her gaze. He didn't want to see the shame that would burn in her eyes.
Cat tried to think of what to say but nothing came to mind.
Ramsay held the knife up to show her that it was indeed real. He made a small cut on her forehead and she made a painful sounding scream, Theon still didn't look up. If he did anything that might upset his master then it would only end well for Ramsay.
Without a seconds warning he plunged it into the fake blood bag he had put onto him. Catelyn screamed as she saw it happening. The illusion was all too realistic for her. She honestly believed that one of her own had died before his own eyes. It just kept on pouring out of him like sand out of a sandbag. She thought she had seen the worst but this was took the cake. She somehow managed to throw up even more.
Theon upon seeing this freaked out and screamed at the top of his lungs before promptly fainting and giving him the illusion of having been killed right in front of her. It was warm and did feel like realistic blood. He guessed it must have been from either another animal or another person.
"You said you'd free him." He heard her say though her anger and sadness.
"I did. I freed him from this life." He was often used to fucking people of with the way he manipulated his words. That sweet little victory was so delicious to him.
"You bastard." There was no joy of being rid of him. She thought she would enjoy Theon leaving her son but not in this way. Robb was the only one who could fix him after this. Theon wasn't confident in himself at all and this had likely destroyed any part of him that was still clinging on.
"Well, while that's true I suppose you're glad he's dead. Now your son can move on. Also with his death you get to live." He tried to make it seem like a good thing. She had been one of the few people to survive his game and that was a rare achievement by most people who met him.
Cat had to admit that the only other time she had let herself cry this hard was when she thought that she had lost Bran after the incident. She only cried when she lost one of her children and right now Theon was like her child.
Ramsay was bored by the tears seeing as they were common by the women he brought here. They were all the genetic 'Don't kill me sir' and 'Let me live'. They had amused him for a while but lost their charm after the first couple of times. Cat seemed different but he had enough self-discipline learnt from his father that he shouldn't keep her.
He whispered in her ear gently. "The best part is he could have stopped it too but he wanted you to live. Don't you feel like a bitch now?"
She couldn't deal with this new information. Theon had gone through all of that just to save her. She didn't want to admit it but before these events she would have let him take her place. Theon had used his body to save her. She grasped his head heard and cradled him whispering how sorry she was for everything.
"Anyway, it's been lovely but you really have to get home. Sansa and Robb are worried sick." He said as one again he was behind her as she was in her distraught state. This time instead of a surprise blow to the head he instead used the small drop of chloroform. She was out pretty much instantly seeing as how her body had gone through a lot in one sitting.
Theon was awake to see him dragging the body away by the ankle. She looked like a lifeless corpse.
"Don't…" Theon said praying that he wasn't going to do what he had just done there now. Ramsay looked confused for a moment then back down to the body he was dragging. He only laughed when he copped onto what Theon was saying.
"I'm not going to do anything like that, no she's much too old for my taste. My father on the other hand would have loved to take her. Should have invited him over before sending her back. Oh well, my father's a dick anyway I'm sure he'll live without it." He rambled to himself.
Theon was at rock bottom, the only person he had seen in two weeks who wasn't master or his father and she was being taken away to go tell the world he was dead. No one was going to come save him after this. This was going to be his life the rest of his numbered days.
Just as Ramsay picked up her body he looked at Theon one last time. He had shown his loyalty to him by both not leaving the room and by doing as he said concerning the blood bag and death scene. He was proud of how his little project was coming along.
"Well done Reek, I'll reward you when I get back. With a bath I think. And a meal too."
