Chapter 39
I come to, lazily blinking my eyes open. The first thing I see is Cea hanging from the ceiling by chains, her head slouched to the side. My blood boils and I hastily try to jump to her, but I can’t move. My body is strapped to a metal chair, chains wrapped around me, holding me down. I look around the room, trying to see if anyone else is in here, but it’s just us two.
I return my focus back to her. Her shoulder is out of its socket, her cheek is swollen and marked red, beginning to form the marks of a handprint. She’s in nothing but her underwear and thoughts of other people setting eyes on what’s mine sends me raging. I’m so heated, I wouldn’t be shocked if the chains melted from my body.
“Cea,”
I whisper-shout.
She doesn’t move, not even an inch.
“Cea,”
I say louder.
Her head lolls to the other side.
“Baby, wake up and look at me.”
She finally begins to blink her eyes open. They go wide when she sees me, a tear escaping and rolling down her face.
“Hey, shhh…shhh…it’s okay. You’re okay,”
I say, hating seeing the fright in her emotions.
“Blaze…there’s so many of them,”
she cries.
“So many of who, baby? Talk to me,”
I plead, willing to say anything to keep her awake and her attention on me.
“Women Blaze. Little girls. Soo many little girls.”
She’s sobbing now.
I try to hide the horror I’m sure is on my face.
“We will help them, Mi Cielo. But first we have to get out of here, okay? Stay awake. Stay with me.”
Cea slightly nods, her eyes drooping back down.
“Aww did the love birds finally reunite,”
Richard chuckles, making his way into the center of the room, my phone pressed to his ear. He mumbles into it, but I can’t understand what he’s saying.
“You piece of shit,” I snarl.
“Tsk, tsk. I told you to mind your manners Valentino.”
He gives me a disapproving look.
He walks toward Cea, his hands lazily gliding down her body.
“Don’t fucking touch her.”
He mumbles something else into the phone, before hanging up and stuffing it back into his pocket.
“I hate to do this. I really did want to stay and play, but alas I have matters elsewhere,” he says.
Richard walks closer to me, grabbing my chin between his finger and thumb. “But don’t worry. My guards have been ordered to take real good care of you.”
he winks, before patting my cheek and walking off.
“I’ll fucking kill you.”
“Promises, promises.”
I barely hear his words as he exits the room.
Two guards come in, heading straight for Cea. The first guard grabs her by the hair, giving him access to her neck. I watch as he bites down hard then licks up the column before shoving his tongue into her mouth. I can tell when she bites down hard before the guard shouts, rearing back and punching her in the jaw.
“You stupid, worthless bitch.”
“Don’t you fucking touch her,”
I attempt to get out of the chair again, but it’s useless.
The second guard comes up next to me, sitting his hand on my shoulder, acting like he’s holding me down, when he really isn’t doing shit.
“Oh boy, you better sit back and enjoy the show, this is about to get real good,”
the guard snickers.
Defeat and hopelessness fills my bones from what I’m about to witness.
“Not again…”
Pain ricochets through my jaw and shoulder. I’m so tired, I feel so helpless. How much worse could this get, but I ask the thought too soon.
Pete lowers the chains and unlocks the cuffs suspending me in the air, causing me to drop to the floor. I land on my bad shoulder and I cry out from the agony.
He kicks me to my stomach, forcing me to roll onto my back.
“Come on Ethan. Let’s have some fun,”
Pete urges, his yellow teeth smiling down at me.
If I had the energy, I’d flip him off.
“You sure are a pretty thing,”
Ethan says, squatting down, rubbing a strand of my hair between his fingers.
“This one even has curves, Pete. More for us to hold on to,”
he cackles, taking my nipple between his fingers under my bra, pinching as hard as he can.
I cry out as Pete grabs his knife, cutting the bra down the middle and snapping it in half. It falls to the sides, Ethan grabbing them, ripping it from my body, while Pete moves to work on my underwear. He wastes no time assaulting my core, shoving two thick fingers into my entrance. Tears falling as Ethan takes one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting hard.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll get you good and ready,”
Pete whispers from above me.
“Please stop,”
I beg, tears and snot covering my face.
“Get the fuck off her or I swear to God I’ll force you to fuck each other's cocks in your own blood,”
Blaze roars.
I hear the rustling of belts being undone and the unzipping of a zipper.
Pete's fingers roughly thrust in and out of me, and nausea creeps up, the urge to purge everything inside of me out, hopefully onto them growing.
Grunts fill my ears and I peak through my eyes to see Pete and Ethan stroking their cocks, preparing them for the torment they’re about to put me through.
Ethan grabs my cheeks in one hand, squishing them until my lips stick out.
“Be a good girl and suck my cock,”
Ethan growls.
“No!”
Blaze repeatedly yells in the background, but it eventually becomes noise.
Ethan slides his length into my mouth, forcing it down my throat. That’s all it takes, the contents in my body come spewing up and I puke all over Ethan’s cock.
“Son of a bitch,”
he shouts, ripping his cock away, allowing me space to finish puking. He gives me less than a second to catch my breath before he’s forcing his cock into my mouth again.
Against my better judgement, I bite down as hard as I can. The metallic taste of blood floods my mouth and for the first time during this session, I catch myself grinning. Until a hard kick lands into my ribs, forcing my body to slide an inch across the concrete floor.
“Ahhh,”
I groan, folding into myself to hold my sides.
“You stupid whore! I’ll teach you a fucking lesson!”
Ethan snarls.
“Grab the other chair and sit in it, Pete. This bitch is about to learn a lesson,”
his deep voice growls throughout the room.
I hear the scraping of a chair, before my body is hoisted roughly off the ground and I’m thrown into the arms of Pete. His disgusting smell assaults my senses once again and I gag.
“Leave her the fuck alone! Please!”
Blaze pleads, crying out.
I can feel Ethan pick me up by my ass, spreading my legs, shoving me down onto Pete’s waiting cock. I scream as I feel his cock ripping me wide open.
“No, please no,” I sob.
“Lean back so I can get her ass. This bitch isn’t fucking biting me again,”
Ethan spits.
I feel myself lean forward with Pete, a painful burning sensation lodging into my back entrance. I scream in agony as Ethan forces himself in on one thrust. Tears cover my face, the pain almost becoming too much. Their grunts and moans fill the room.
My head hangs off the side of Pete’s shoulder, having no energy to fight back. I open my eyes to find Blaze staring straight at me. Tears pour down his face as he forms the words “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” I mouth back as I pass out.
I watch as they rape her, fucking her back and forth like she’s a seesaw they’re having the best time on. The chains repeatedly rattle from me continuously pulling, trying to break, but it’s no use.
Their cum drizzles down her legs and all I see is red. Once they pull out of her, they drop her body to the floor, not even trying to be gentle about it. Pete drags her back to the chains, attaching her wrists, only this time, he doesn't hang her in the air.
“That was fun. We will have to do that again,”
Pete says, as Ethan chuckles, zipping himself back up.
“I’ll kill you,”
my voice comes out darker than I’ve ever heard it.
They both belly out a laugh.
“Not sure how you’re going to do that, when you’re chained up buddy,”
Ethan says.
Gun shots ring outside the room, Ethan and Pete looking at each other panicked.
“What the hell was that?”
Pete shouts.
“Hell if I know,”
Ethan says, face flushed.
“Well go fucking see. I’ll keep an eye on these two.”
Ethan doesn’t make it to the door, when it’s blown open by two other men. They’re dressed differently from Richard’s and I wonder briefly if they also work for him. Until they aim their guns at Pete and Ethan.
“Look buddy, I don’t know what’s going on here, but we have strict instructions to watch these two,”
Pete grumbles.
The two guards look at each other, then focus back on Pete and Ethan refusing to say anything.
“Well, let me pay you for watching them,”
a deeply smooth voice echoes throughout the room.
Aaron appears with an AR-15 aimed and ready, a sadistic smile on his face.
“We don’t want any problems. We were just following orders,”
Ethan shouts.
“Then you shouldn’t have touched what’s mine. Say bye bye mother fucker.”
Aaron pulls the trigger, shooting Pete in the shoulder before moving to Ethan. They both grab their arms, dropping to their knees, shouts of pain leaving their mouths.
I look over to Aaron and he hurries to me, trying to figure out how to get these chains off me.
“You’re here,”
I whisper.
He grabs my face in his hands.
“I’ll always come for you two, baby.”
He places a quick kiss on my lips. “Now let's get these off and take care of these motherfuckers.”