White Room Torture Novels & Stories

he said to Thunder, and the man trudged out of the room, shutting the door behind him. I watched as Liam stood from his chair and walked to the small table in the corner. He lifted some kind of lever on the side of the table, and the top opened to reveal a collection of whips, knives, and clubs in different shapes and sizes. My eyes went wide as I realized what this place was. It was a torture room. I tried saying something again, but only muffled sounds came out. “Shhh,” Liam said quietly as he slowly grabbed one of the whips, turning it over in his hands, admiring it. “We haven’t started anything, and you’re already getting fussy.”

he replied. She lifted her hands above her head and brought them down in one sharp motion with all the force of her body behind it and felt the lock pop. She shook the useless plastic strap-free and walked to the cage door. She could hear the murmur of voices from the other room, and the external door opening and closing, sending a vibration along the metal walls and the floor beneath her feet. “What are you doing?” The woman whispered from the other side of Niarthen’s cage. A man began to whistle, breaking into lyrics every now and again. Through the plastic dividing door, she could see his silhouette moving. He was casually mopping the floor, cleaning up the operating room that they had us

I began as I moved towards the center of the room. “If you keep up with this, he’s going to bleed out and you’d have all wasted your time with him. Torture doesn’t need to have immediate effect, it can take a while—a few weeks or thereabouts, as long as it guarantees you results. White torture, also known as white room torture, is a kind of psychological torture in which the victim is completely isolated and denied any senses. A prisoner is confined to a cell that robs them of their identity and senses. It is most commonly employed in some remote places, but there is evidence that some influential wolf packs have also used it to devastating effects.”

He had taken me back into the mansion, through the various hallways upstairs till we stopped at the elevator, then we headed downwards. “Every person of power has one little space, where they work it out, draw information, get answers to political and war issues, or anything relating to the enemy.” He said as we strolled through the hallways, then stopped at the door at its extreme. “This is ours.” he said pushing it open, “The white room” introducing me to blood, torture and hell's portal. It was simply a large dark room, with two chairs, a sink at the farthest end of the room, and a table filled with several tools. Today, I strolled through that same hallway with Caden, Reid and Calum, rea

“What has he done?” “He is currently torturing one of the fish people in the White Room,” he informs me. That fucking room. I hate it. It was intended to be a room for interrogation, so we could learn more about supernaturals in order to stop them, but people like my brother just use it to get a sick thrill from torturing them for fun. “Thank you for bringing this to my attention, you may go,” I instruct as I close the door.

"Axel, I would never—" "You just did," I growled, turning on my heel and walking away. The party was over for me. I couldn’t care less what happened the rest of the night. Moving through the restricted wing of the house, I texted Baron: "Keep an eye on Ryan. Make sure everything goes smoothly. I’m done with the party." I hit send and made my way to the dungeon. The white room. A place designed to break the mind before the body. Four white walls, white floors, white ceiling, and white bed—devoid of anything that could ground a person. There was a hidden compartment filled with instruments meant for pain and control. A space forgotten by most.

It wasn't difficult finding the one room he rarely used, not did it take time swiping the keycard and stepping into the automated doors as soon as he had been granted access. In contrast to the dim illumination on the hallway, the expansive room Andre stepped into was washed aglow in blazing whiteness, ranging from the walls to the torture devices arranged beautifully on the headboard. It was the kind of whiteness that started to make an occupant feel dizzy after a few hours. And the current unwilling inhabitant of that room had been there for three days, dressed down to his pale skin and white underpants, bound in white ropes which suspended his body in such a way that it served as a leash

How long I've been hanging from the ceiling, my toes just barely touching the cold cement floor. There are no windows in this room. There's no clock, not that I would be able to see it anyway with the internal darkness. The lights flick on when I have a visitor. When it's torture Declan time or to shove food and water down my throat. When they take me down from the ceiling, four men come in to restrain me while they strap me down to a metal table right in the middle of the grey room. They need four grown men to restrain me; it should honor me. Even after they torture me, they're still cautious. I've endured worse.

"Sure, but I am on my way to work." "We will pass by it." Chameleon winked. He nodded and used their motorbike. The three of them reached the warehouse and Viper excitedly showed Conrad the few bodies that had been chopped. He frowned at the craziness of Viper as they tour him around and finally to the torture room. He saw a woman in the closed glass room, sitting and staring at the lifeless man who had shackles on both arms and legs and was naked. "This guy likes to be rammed in the ass." Viper, the chatty kid said.

You have to go alone, no couples allowed and the lights are off you can’t see shit once you’re inside, you are blindfolded and from then on you can end up in a fucking gang bang, or be fucked just by one person, the sky is the fucking limit. The white room is dedicated to couples, only one couple at a time, and they have all the privacy they desire. There’s a curtain and they can close it if they want, but if they want some people watching, they just leave it open and the green light above the window will flash while people are inside.