Chapter 9 #3
I almost gagged at the consistency and taste of the vile stuff, but forced it down with great difficulty.
If there had been some sugar and milk added in, I would have enjoyed it, but the cruel bastard made me eat it plain, cold and just disgusting.
I glanced over at Becca. She took small bites and ate her meal slowly, never looking up from her plate.
I was so hungry, I actually thought I would lose control and swipe some chicken from her. I stopped myself for two reasons. The first being that I didn't want to be punished again, and the second, because it was humiliating.
I stuffed my aching belly with the glue-like substance, then washed it down with two huge swigs of water. My friend still had a good amount of food left when Hector snapped his fingers, grabbing our attention.
"Okay, ladies, time's up. You will be on a strict schedule during your stay here. If you cannot follow the rules, you will be whipped with ten lashes on whichever part of your body I choose." He clapped his hands.
"Let's go. Up on your feet. Get into the shower, both of you. I don't want any talking or goofing around. You have fifteen minutes to clean up, then it's bedtime."
We jumped to our feet, not wanting to piss him off.
As we walked toward the bathroom, a woman entered the apartment.
Beck and I were still naked. I instinctively wanted to cover myself with my arms, but knew better.
The devil would beat me with his strap, so I stopped myself.
The mystery guest managed a smile and walked to the kitchen, where Hector was.
Becca and I just ignored her and jumped into the shower. We didn't exchange any pleasantries, as instructed by the slimeball in the other room.
The warm water stung my ass, but I got over it quickly. There was no time for a pity party. We had to be out in fifteen minutes. I was going to behave myself for a while because if I didn't, my ass would be turned into mincemeat and I would starve to death.
Beck and I just smiled at one another, then toweled off.
We brushed our hair and let it air dry. There was no blow-dryer around, and we were almost out of time.
We marched into the den and were met by Hector and the woman who had walked in earlier.
She was very attractive, with long black hair, light skin like the two of us, and dark brown eyes.
She was sitting on his lap. His hand was underneath her summer dress, caressing her leg. Gently, lovingly.
He wasn't mean or rough with her. I was embarrassed standing in front of this stranger with nothing covering my body. I'm positive Beck felt the same. Hector smiled at us, pointing to her.
"This is Layla. She is one of my slaves. She will sleep with me tonight, and in the morning, she will assist me with your training."
He snapped at her; his voice turning icy again.
"Off my lap. Remove your clothes and get into bed."
She jumped off immediately and headed to the bedroom. He stood up, went to the closet and grabbed two leashes, bringing the pair over and attaching them to our collars.
My stomach knotted. Our chains were back, and there was a naked woman lying on his mattress.
Where the hell are we going to sleep?
He led us to his room, stopping at the foot of the bed.
I glanced at Becca quickly, my heart fluttering in my chest. She kept her head bowed, looking down at the floor. Not a sound escaped her lips. I just realized we were already being conditioned to obey. Removing our leashes, he nodded towards the crates.
"Crawl into your beds."
What the fuck! He was going to make us sleep in dog cages, like two animals!
I heard a small gasp come from Becca, but she caught herself, most likely fearing another bitch slap from Hector. My cheeks flushed, hot and embarrassed. I wanted to kick the motherfucker right in his nuts.
We both got down on all fours and crawled into the cages like two fucking helpless dogs. Once we settled on the mats, he tossed throw covers at us, then locked us in with a key. There was no way to escape. Even if we got out, his baboons were outside guarding the door. We'd be shot dead.
His laugh was cruel and shrill.
"I hope you're comfortable and you get a good night's sleep. You will need your strength for tomorrow's exercises."
He glared at me as he began removing his clothes.
His body was pretty buff, but he wasn't as big as Atlas.
No tattoos on his tan skin, dark hair peppered his chest, arms, groin and legs.
I didn't even peek at his dick. I had no interest in seeing it.
The man made me fucking sick to my stomach. He was a diabolical, evil bastard.
He jumped into bed next to the now-naked Layla.
"Get on all fours." He ordered.
"Your pussy feels too loose, so I'm going to fuck your ass tonight. I may have the doctor add a few stitches to tighten your sloppy hole up."
I saw Layla's face turn a deep shade of red. I wasn't sure if it was because of his insult, or because he was going to screw her in front of us.
Either way, she obeyed without saying a word.
God, I didn't want to see or hear this shit!
I looked away from them, but he would have none of it.
"I didn't give you permission to turn your head, green eyes. Both of you need to pay attention because this is what you'll be trained for."
Beck and I had no choice but to watch the sick bastard screw her. He grabbed some lube from the nightstand and slathered it between her ass cheeks.
He positioned himself behind the poor girl, wrapped her hair in his fist and yanked her head back. She yelped, but his hand came down hard on her bottom.
"Shut the fuck up. You know I like it rough."
She whimpered, but kept her voice low. He plunged into her full force, her screams piercing my ears.
His laughter echoed in the room. He fucked her brutally, grunting and groaning like a filthy animal, until he finally got off. I wanted to die right then and there.
He was so repulsive.
He slid out of her backside and knelt in front of her.
"Take it all, bitch."
Poor Layla cried softly as she took his length into her mouth and sucked him clean. When the monster was done getting his jollies, he pulled out, then slapped her in the face.
"What do you say, whore?"
She knelt in front of him, bowed her head and lifted her arms, palms up.
"Thank you for fucking me in the ass, Master."
He turned, training his eyes on me.
"Because you were such an obedient little bitch, tomorrow one of these girls will eat your cunt and get you off. Now roll over and get to sleep."
His stare bore into me.
"The same goes for you two. The show's over. Lights out."
He leaned forward and shut the lamp off on the nightstand, leaving the room in total blackness.
I heard Becca sniffling as I turned on my side.
I was so fucking nauseous, literally. This man was going to humiliate and degrade us beyond anything I had ever experienced with Atlas, and I was frightened.
What's scarier is the fact that he's pissed off because we cost him twenty-two thousand dollars.
That meant he would be even more brutal with us.
The tears silently fell as I thought about Atlas, and how much I needed him. I finally closed my eyes, allowing the darkness to take over.