Chris groaned as he stirred awake. His eyes shot opened wide as he saw his was suspended by ropes and chains upside down.
"Well well finally awake hmmm bout time Chrissy. Now then welcome to hell." Wesker says pushing the mirror out the way.
"Just let me go you sick bastard!" Chris yells. "Such arrogance! You cheeky little brat the gull to order me!" Wesker says sternly.
Chris was gonna curse Wesker but he felt a sharp pain on his back. "Argh ahhh!" Chris's body began to spasm as he was shocked.
"That was just the first one. This is daddys electric whip made special for a naughty boy like you!" Wesker says.
"Wesker you stop thi...argh ahhh argh!" Chris screams as Wesker whips his back. The whipping hurt enough but the following shock was worse as it went through his whole body.
Wesker didnt let up until Chris's back was welted red and raw. Chris was barely keeping concious. "No sleeping yet Chrissy. This is just a taste of Hell!" Wesker says slapping Chris's face hard.
Chris's screams soon filled the room as Wesker attached nipple clamps to him. Chris soon felt the painful electricity again this time through his sensitive nipples.
But Wesker wasnt done yet he got the whip and began lashing at Chris hitting his stomach and chest repeatedly.
Chris had felt pain before but normally it didnt last this long. Normally he would dodge or the foe that injured him was dispatched.
But that wasn't possible now. His hands were useless in the baby mittens and cuffed behind his back.
Wesker whipped a nipple clamp off with the whip the relief was short lived for Chris as Wesker whipped the exposed nipple.
Chris screams until his voice is raw. "Such a sad display Chrissy I havent even begun to get serious yet." Wesker says.
Chris was feeling so much pain he barely could register anything Wesrker said but soon a knee to his face almost knocked him out.
"Now then shall we get started Chrissy Hell has so many layers so many levels. Over the years I've collected quite the collection of wonderful toys. And you boy are the lucky one that gets to try them out." Wesker laughs.
Chris struggled to stay conscious. He felt the blood trickle down his face. Wesker was looking over his devices.
"Oh Chrissy this is so so hard. I mean really hard. Choices choices so many choices I truly am spoiled for them." Wesker says but he tosses darts at Chris and they pierce his chest.
It hurt sure but Chris had expected worst. But soon he feels as if his veins were buring. "Whats coursing through your body is Devils breath. It was use to punish slaves and make sure they died agonizing deaths. They didnt have an anitdote but I do but should i waste it on you?" Wesker smirks.
Chris was spasming his body was on fire. Chris couldnt endure this he was just ready for death. Wesker laughs seeing Chris gritting his teeth to keep from crying out too much.
"Such a resolve Chris but Devlis breath isnt a quick death. Not even a day or a week it can last in the body an agonizing year. And i have plenty more to supply you with." Wesker says.
Chris could barely take it now. A whole year of this pain he couldnt bare the thought. Wesker didn't let up Hell offered no breaks and he began whipping Chris again. His legs his arms his chest all was fair game.
Chris couldnt take it anymore. "Mer...arg ahhhhhhh argh!" Chris couldnt even form words. He lost consciousness his eyes closing as he saw a grinning Wesker before everything faded to black.
Chris thought he had died but he woke up the devils breath causing intense pain inside his body. But soon Chris felt an unbelievable itching and burning from his crotch.
Wekser laughs holding a bottle of Itching powder in his hand. "Did you honestly think it was over Chrissy no my simple boy its time for level two of Hell!"
Chris was just praying for Death at this point. What was Level two if he couldnt take level one.
