Chapter 31 #2
Losing the fight with my gag reflex, I puke violently on myself as the full horror of what’s about to happen hits me. I can’t do this. Holy fuck.
The quiet hum I didn’t notice was part of the cage shuts off before a stream of water hits me in the face. Screaming at the chill, I drop back against the bars of the cage as the vomit is washed away into a drain behind me.
“I wonder if there will be more of that. I swear, you never had a weak stomach before. You’ve gotten weak in my absence,” Clara complains, studying her nails as the hose is put away. “I hope this isn’t going to be a common theme for you. God forbid you’re pregnant or something.”
I swear, I almost vomit again at the thought. Sucking in a breath of air, I shake my head in denial. I can’t be. I’ve only been with my alphas for three weeks at best, and I recently had my heat.
No. I’m not pregnant. I’m not.
“Well, hurry up, Jake,” Avery groans, still using Bell as her chair. “I want to have fun! You’re such a slowpoke.”
Jake glances nervously at me, the wheels beginning to turn in his head as he thinks. It’s too late for him to get cold feet, right?
We’re already here, regardless of the state of my uterus.
Cassidy glares at Jake as he comes closer, and he looks like he’s concerned she could kill him just with her glare. If it was possible for her to do this, he’d already be dead.
As he grabs her hair and shoves her head back, she thrashes and seals her lips shut.
“Goddamnit, I am so tired of your bullshit!” he growls, showing his true colors as he backhands her.
“Bellamy, Winter…close your eyes!” she screams, her alpha bark so strong that my eyelids shut at her words immediately.
“Wait. No! You can’t do that. Open your eyes!” Madam Clara yells, her own bark on display.
It does nothing, and I can’t force my eyes to open no matter what I do.
Cassidy’s screams become muffled as Jake curses and the gag is pushed into her mouth. I can only imagine that that’s what is happening due to her gagging.
The rest of my senses become more focused as I strain my ears. I hate myself for needing to bear witness to Cassidy’s mistreatment, but I also silently thank her for blinding me as the first zipper being pulled down hits my ears.
Flinching, I feel my breaths become more rapid, and Avery cheers as she claps her hands.
“Clara, I guess you’re not the baddest bitch in the room, are you?” she giggles. “Stick your dick in her! Cunt or ass? Dealer’s choice!”
“If they can’t see her, they may as well hear her scream,” Clara grumbles.
Cassidy remains silent as the man forces himself inside of her, ruining everything they’re trying to accomplish. Still, I can hear skin hit skin, and the soft whimpers of pain that release when she can’t hold back.
I’m sobbing as I wrap my arms around myself, though I don’t deserve comfort. No one does when Cass is hurting.
It’s when the gagging begins that I gasp for breath, not needing Avery to tell me that someone is fucking Cassidy’s mouth.
“Damn, the girl can swallow cock like a pro!” she laughs.
Bellamy growls and I hear him move and buck his body.
“Yeehaw! Are you flirting, little man?”
“Get off me!” he yells.
“Honestly, Avery. Show your own little omega dominance and continue to MC Cassidy’s performance,” Madam Clara scoffs as if we’re simply rowdy children. “Ebert! Put your back into it!”
“Yes, ma’am,” he mutters, and then the choking begins.
“Oooh. Ebert likes to choke out his fucks. Kinky!” Avery laughs. “I wish Jakey hadn’t left. He should enjoy what he helped happen. We never would be here without his help.”
I hope he’s run over by a train and crows peck at his body for hours while he remains alive, I whisper into Bellamy’s mind.
Amateur. I hope he’s raped at auction one day, and he’s sold to an alpha named Bob, who uses him as a human shitter, Bellamy snarls back.
This is the best we can do to accomplish what Cassidy tried so hard to save us from. She doesn’t want us to witness what’s happening, so Bellamy and I will distract ourselves with thoughts of revenge.
My brain is chaotic as it finds ways to protect me, clinging to anything it possibly can. It’s a constant pivot on repeat, until I feel as insane as this situation is proving to be.
We are their toys, not people.
An electric prod presses against my skin, making me scream as the pain courses through my nerves. I obviously never saw it coming, so there was no way to avoid it.
Though, there never is. Not when there’s nowhere to go inside this cage.
Bellamy also gasps out my name, which means he felt the same pain. I doubt he was tased or anything while Princess Psycho is on his back.
“Pay attention, Winter!” Clara hisses at me, before I’m hit again with the electrical probe.
“Leave her alone,” Bellamy gasps.
“You know, I don’t like guys, but I might be in for a revenge fuck to lose my virginity,” Avery says.
“That boy is too cold to get it up for you,” Clara says dismissively. “Damn, you’re done already, Frank?”
“It’s been awhile,” the man says sheepishly.
“Next!” Clara yells.
This is a hellscape that just keeps getting worse.
“Ooh ooh! Let’s play a game! I’ll give points for the person who makes her scream. She’s a tough bitch to crack. Make her bleed from her holes and choke on your knot,” Avery squeals.
“The gag is going to make that last part a little difficult,” Clara snorts. “I’m down for the rest.”
Die, die, die, die!
I keep the mantra going in my head, but Cassidy loses the fight after the third man slams into one of her holes. Based on her scream and cry of pain, it must be her asshole, and I shudder in sympathy.
The men get more and more cruel, going back for seconds as Avery loudly gets up.
“I want to play too. Let me get an electric prod too,” she decides. The next moment, I can feel as she pushes it into Bellamy’s side. I drop onto my back as I writhe in pain, despite not being currently electrocuted.
“That’s a cute trick,” Avery murmurs.
“Enjoy your experiments. I don’t give two shits as long as it gets the job done, and they can still be sold after,” Clara muses.
“Fuck yes!”
The cage door is opened and I’m pulled out by my hair. Avery is already bored, I suppose, with the men raping Cassidy, because she fists my hair and shoves my head into water. My hands are pulled tightly behind me as I buck and scream, swallowing water as I’m held down while on my knees.
Now, there’s nowhere for me to go. I’m not sure where they got the water, but it doesn’t matter as I blindly drown. Bellamy screams in my mind, while I try to fight to get my head out of the water.
At this point, I’m begging to pass out. The panic attacks me at not being able to breathe, breaking me faster than anything else. When I was little, I almost drowned, and I’ve always been afraid of bodies of water since.
While I held my own with Bellamy, I can’t anymore. Fear is screaming through my body, and I’m convinced I’m dying. Logic doesn’t live here anymore, and I can’t pull myself back from the mindless panic.
That fickle spark inside of me begins to flicker, and I begin to lose my grasp on it.
Every time I’m allowed to breath in a gasp before Avery shoves me back down causes me to let go of it a little more.
Snot is coming out of my nose, tears are streaming down my cheeks, and Bell can’t carry a tune to save his life or mine.
There’s no distractions, no help coming for me, the future is a black hole as deep as my blindness.
Maybe they’ll hold me down for too long and I’ll just die. There’s no God, hope, or help coming.
Maybe death…is the answer.