Chapter 6
Punishment and Torture
Dean laid his duffle bag that contained his gear on the bathroom floor. He still couldn't believe that Lisa had stolen his wrestling gear and now wanted him to dress in the black mercenary uniform. What sick, perverse game does she want to play now? He thought to himself as he dressed. At least he was out of that bed. Dean's wrist bad been rubbed raw from the rope burns but last time in the bathroom, he thought about bandages to lessen any more damage done to his wrist. He changed out the bloody bandages for new ones. The alcohol he poured on them before wrapping them back up stung and he suppressed the urge to cuss or hit something. Finally done dressing, he thought maybe if he kept his cool and watched closely he may be able to find a point where he could get the upper hand. It was hard tied to a bed, but he felt more confident in clothes. Maybe he could use this to his advantage. He just needed to keep calm, listen, and keep his eyes open. That always helped him in the ring. He always observed his surrounding s first before his chaotic personality took over. That was one reason he was always successful. He came off as quiet or shy but he was anything but. When they recognized that, it was too late; he already learned all of their moves and knew what they were going to do before they even knew what they were going to do.
Of course, this was a different situation. Lisa was crazy, for real, so predicting her actions were going to be more difficult. Dean opened the door and standing guard was Thomas, still holding his trusty baseball bat. Dean had to resist the urge to try and wrestle the bat away from Thomas. Thomas was much bigger then Dean. Dean was lean, trim, and muscular compared to Thomas more solid heftier frame. His weight advantage was definitely on Dean's mind. Thomas led Dean back to the room where Lisa had Johanna sitting on the ground crying.
Dean walked into the room with his trademark smirk. He could see Lisa's face lit up. Dean knew Lisa was a total fan girl, which could be an advantage. Her eyes were wide like saucers and she looked thrilled to see him dressed as his in-ring persona. "Take a picture, it last longer." He said with his confident raspy voice at Lisa's bugged-eye expression. Johanna stepped back; she looked scared by his appearance. The intimidation factor was a key in his Shield mercenary-style persona. Of course Lisa being a fan girl was totally enthralled with his look and stepped up to him and touched his hair. "WOW! You look better in person then even on TV, which is amazing." She ran her fingers down his face and down his black vest, which he gave up wearing months ago. Dean sensing Johanna was a little shaken from his character winked at her to ease her and she nodded. Lisa was too busy admiring Ambrose to even pay attention between their silent exchanges. "You are even better then my action figure." Lisa commented still running her fingers over his vest.
"That's because that is plastic Lisa and I am real." Dean furrowed his brow. She was definitely in awe of him. He wondered if he could talk her into letting them go. "How would you like to come with me to my next show as my special guest? Its tomorrow night. In fact, if you want you could travel with me until you get tired of it. You're such a beautiful girl; you don't have to kidnap me to have me." Dean leaned into Lisa and put his hand on her face, hoping to sweet talk the crazy bitch off her feet. Instead Dean heard Johanna scream and felt the bat hit him in the back and he crumpled to the floor in pain.
"Oh Dean, do you really think I am that stupid?" Johanna tried to check on Dean but Lisa pushed her hard and she slammed into the wall. "Crazy? Maybe, but not stupid. I have to hand it to you for trying. Do you really think I would fall for that?" Lisa laughed.
Dean lifted up on his knees his hand clutching his back. "Then what do you want from me Lisa?" Why did you make me dress up for? What perverse game are you playing?"
"So many questions Ambrose. Let me see if I can answer them in order. I want you, because it fits into my fantasy and yes I do have a perverse game in mind." Lisa bent down to his level and looked him in the eye. "I want to see you rape a woman."
Dean could see by the twisted smile that she was serious. "I don't know Lisa; your brother will probably knock my head off if I am too rough with you." Dean hissed.
"Not me!" Lisa laughed and looked at Thomas who in turned laughed as well. "Her!" Lisa said pointing at Johanna. Johanna shook her head no.
"You're crazy! I am not doing that. I am not a sick freak like you and your brother."
"Come on Dean, you are the one who said you were a sick guy." Lisa stated.
"Yeah, that was when I was Moxley, I have changed personalities since then Lisa, but Moxley was never that sick and anything done was in a ring. I am not Moxley and I am not Ambrose, they are characters."
"Oh but Dean, you have to admit your personality is embedded in their character and Moxley is slowly coming out."
"Yes but Moxley or Ambrose doesn't go around raping women. I am not doing it. I don't care what you do to me but I am not sinking to your level." Dean growled. Lisa just smiled.
"Are you sure about that? Well then I guess I won't force you. I guess Thomas can do that and we can just watch." Lisa smiled devilishly and Dean paled.
Johanna sat in the corner her knees pulled up to her chin. They were discussing her like she wasn't even there. Like she was a toy they could just play with. This is crazy, she thought feeling the fresh tears threatening to flow down her cheeks. This is twisted. What was she to do, how she could possibly help herself when they had this big, intimidating wrestler at their mercy. She just wanted to go back home to her boyfriend and family and forget this nightmare ever happened but the more relevant question was she ever going to make it out of here alive.
"He's not touching her either." Dean kept his voice steady but firm. He looked Lisa right in her bright green eyes so she could see how serious he was. His icy blue eyes made her shiver. Lisa stood up. She thought for a minute. She walked over to her dresser drawers and too out some rope. Hold out your hands before Thomas knocks your head off." Lisa warned so Dean stuck out his hands and she tied his hands together and then went over to Johanna and grabbed her hands forcefully and tied them together as well.
"Get up both of you!" Lisa commanded. They didn't know her plan but they both stood up. Lisa grabbed Johanna by the arm and led her to the barn with Dean in tow. Thomas was behind him the whole time. When they got to the barn, Lisa placed a hook around their ropes as they stood beside each other and walked over to a control panel. Dean had a bad feeling about this but before he could try and figure what to do Lisa pushed a green button and they were lifted off the ground a couple of feet.
Johanna screamed and Dean cussed from the pain. He had shoulder injuries that he never really had fixed. "Damn bitch put us down!"
"Something wrong Dean? I know you have dislocated your shoulder twice. Does it hurt?" Lisa laughed. Dean tried to stay still. The pain was excruciating. Lisa unbuckled Dean's belt and then unbuttoned his pants and started pulling them down and he squirmed. "GET OFF OF ME!" Dean yelled
"You should know by now to never tell me no!" Lisa warned and smacked Dean hard on the ass. "Thomas, get the water hose." Lisa ordered and Thomas ran out to the side of the barn and came back in with the hose. "Go ahead." She encourages Thomas and he gleefully starts spraying both Johanna and Dean down with the water. They screamed from the icy cold water hitting their bodies. It felt like millions of little pins pricking them all over. The chilly night air made them even more so cold. Finally after a few minutes Thomas stopped. Lisa grabbed a branch and gave one to Thomas.
"When we were bad and did something wrong, my mother would tell us to go outside and pick out the switch she was going to whoop our asses with. We were kids so we thought that if we picked out the smallest and thinnest switch, it wouldn't hurt so badly. Lisa laughed. "Boy what did we know? They sting the most." Lisa started hitting Johanna with the switch on her back, butt, and legs and Thomas did the same with Dean. Dean and Johanna both flounced around hoping to avoid each stinging hit but they seemed to hurt more. Lisa and Thomas laughed gleefully as they Dean screamed and Johanna cried out in pain. By the time they were finished, there was red slashes up and down their bodies. The stinging pain was so great that Johanna passed out and Dean was barely conscious.
"Well that was fun. I am hungry, how about you Thomas?" Thomas nodded. "We are going to go eat but we will be back. Just hang tight, OK!" Lisa joked as she and Thomas left them in the barn dangling, wet, cold, and their bodies stinging in pain. Dean wanted to say something to Lisa but he had no energy to do so. Maybe she will just leave us here to die. It was a more pleasant thought then them coming back with new ways to torture them. Dean passed out as well sub coming to the blackness.
Dean was forced awake when he hit the ground hard. He grimaced and heard Johanna whimper in pain. Dean rolled on his stomach since his ass hurt. Lisa bent down and ran her hands over the slash marks on his ass and legs. When Thomas tried to touch him as well, Lisa smacked his hand away. "He is mine!" Thomas growled at her and she growled back and stood up and he quickly backed down. Lisa bent back down and stroked his cheek. "You really should know better than to challenge me Dean! You are not going to win and you are just putting more hurt on yourself." Lisa admired his perfectly round ass. "Want me to make you feel better?" She asked seductively.
"The only way I am going to feel better is to get as far away from you as possible." He weakly stated and she frowned. "You don't learn your lesson do you?" Lisa was annoyed. He was just so stubborn. "So you are not going to do as I ask?"
"How can I? My shoulder feels like it's been ripped out of socket and my ass is on fire. I just want to lay here and die." Dean weakly said closing his eyes.
Johanna couldn't believe he just said that. How could these two bumpkins reduced this wrestler to this was beyond her and where did that leave her. "Let me look at him, I am a nurse, I could help him." Johanna ignored her own pain and crawled over to Dean. She was so cold but that didn't that stop her. Lisa let Johanna actually tend to him. She cut the ropes off of both their hands. "Dean, what hurts?"
"My shoulder, I am sure it's dislocated again." Johanna didn't like that. She had seen body parts popped back into place and it was very painful. More importantly was she would have to be the one to pop It back in and she had never done it before, she was just a student nurse but she had seen it been done.
"Well?" Lisa was impatient.
"His shoulder has been dislocated, I will have to pop it back in. This is going to be very painful though and I have never done it before." Johanna admitted.
"Well you better hope first time is a charm because if you don't do it right, I am holding you responsible." Lisa sneered at Johanna. "Let's get him inside."
Johanna pulled his pants up after she and Lisa helped him up and they went straight to the bathroom to wash off all the dirt that was stuck to their wet bodies. The water stung their red-hot skin covered with slashes from the switches but the water also warmed up their cold bodies. Lisa let Johanna tend to Dean without bothering her even handing Johanna the things she needed to put on their cuts and scratches so they wouldn't get infected. Johanna washed not only herself but Dean as well. When they were done, Lisa and Thomas took them back to the room. Dean sat down on the bed dreading what was next.
"Do you have anything for the pain?" Johanna asked Lisa.
"No! Not that stuff she uses to knock me out. I was out for almost a whole day."
Lisa looked at Dean disapprovingly. "I do have some whiskey."
"That will work." Johanna said. Lisa looked at both of them irritably.
"Fine I will be right back." Lisa walked over to Dean and bent down and kissed him. She left the room with Thomas in tow but they heard the door being locked.
"Johanna, you have to leave."
"How, jump out of a second floor window, besides I am not leaving you here since you being hurt is my fault."
"How is that?" Dean watched as tore a sheet into shreds.
"Well you could have easily did what she asked, avoided all this pain but you didn't, you stood up for me and I can't just leave. Besides, I may break my foot and we both will be laid up in the bed crippled. Besides, I need to set your shoulder back into place."
"Thank you!" Dean said as he stared into her soft blue eyes. "You know you really need to put some clothes on. That towel is not going to hold up for long." Johanna had forgotten she was wearing only a towel and she blushed which he found he thought was cute. "I don't know where my clothes are."
"Just grab something of Lisa's." Johanna found a purple top and jean shorts to put on. Dean closed his eyes while she dressed. He hurt to bad to turn away.
Lisa returned holding a big bottle of Jack Daniels. She didn't like that Johanna was wearing her clothes but she chose to let it slide for now. But that bitch was going to get what was coming. She could see the she and Dean kept looking at each other. It was obvious that he liked Johanna and that didn't sit well with Lisa but she wasn't done with them just yet.
"Here!" Lisa slammed the Jack on a glass down on the dresser. Lisa walked over and poured a big glass of Jack and drank the warm, amber liquid down straight ignoring the burning sensation in her mouth as it went down her throat. She coughed forcing the liquid down.
"That was for Dean!"
"I needed something to steady my nerves." Johanna admitted and she poured another glass. She handed it to Dean's good hand and he drank it straight back making a face as it burned down through his throat. A couple of more shots and he was feeling a whole lot better.
Johanna grabbed Dean's arm gently. She handed him a pillow and told him to bit on it. Johanna took a deep breath and made sure to balance herself. She hated hurting him but it had to be done. "Ready?" She asked Dean and he nodded. Johanna shoved Dean's shoulder back into place with force. Dean screamed into the pillow and started cussing up a storm. The words were muffled but the women could swear they heard, Son-of-a-bitch, motherfucker, and a whole list of obscenities being muffled. Johanna wrapped up Dean's shoulder and she helped him lie down, she covered him up.
Lisa grabbed Johanna by the arm. "OK, your job is done; you are going back to my brother's room." Lisa sneered.
"No, I don't want to go back there besides I need to stay here and keep an eye out on Dean. You don't want an infection to set in and he have to lose his arm, do you." Johanna was bull shitting with Lisa. There was a strong possibility that Dean could get a fever but he wouldn't get an infection but Lisa didn't know that. Well the wounds could get infected so she did need to tend to them but his shoulder will be fine. It would hurt but it would heal. Johanna did not want to go back to the Hell that was Thomas's room. He had forced himself on her but thankfully it was quick. He didn't like her and she could tell which she was glad. Hopefully he won't allow her back and she could stay here with Dean. At least here, she had an ally.
"Fine but I am tying you up."
"You can't, I can't help him if I am restrained. Look I have nowhere to go; we are on the second floor. Take whatever you want out of the room. I just want to sleep as well. But when he wakes I need to check on him."
"Fine." Lisa spit out. "But just so you know, I will be watching and if you try and escape, I am going to make sure you pay." Lisa threatened. "There are a lot of things I can do with a glass bottle." Lisa smirked as Johanna paled. Johanna felt sick to her stomach. She knew what Lisa implied and she couldn't believe how crazy this woman was. Johanna just shook her head acknowledging as Lisa left.
Johanna crawled under the covers beside Dean who was blissfully out. Johanna had stayed strong to help Dean but now she let the weakness over take her and she curled up it a ball. She let the tears fall careful not to make any noise; she knew Dean needed to sleep. Her body still shook even with Deans' body heat next to her. She wondered when this nightmare was going to end and what other tortures did Lisa have planned for us?
Reviews please! Anyone want to go out on a lunch date with Lisa? lol! I am not in the medical field so Johanna's popping a dislocated shoulder back into place and wrapping it is just how I figured it was done, so it is from my imagination! Thank you for the reviews, followers, and favorites! I hope you are enjoying it!