30 Kit
Shooting me up with more drugs, I knew I looked like a cracked-out whore.
My body began to feel the heaviness of everything they had been injecting into me.
It took me back to the days of when Saul used my body.
He had made me a druggie that needed another fix, and the other men were cruel in how they gave it to me.
Some had me snorting a line off their dick while others coated their cocks in it before shoving it up my ass.
This life would never be what I wanted, and the old but familiar sensations were coming back to fall over my body, begging me to give in.
They were trying to get me addicted to drugs again after I spent so long being clean.
This became the hardest part to come to terms with because this exact business belonged to Ryatt and Kayos.
Being shackled to the wall, my drowsy eyes found Saul standing before me.
It took me a minute to even register that he had my leg slung over his hip for his shaft to plunge into me.
My mind turned bleary from the high, and I stayed numb.
Unsure how much time went by, I knew it had been long enough to lose basic sensations in my body, so my lower half just hung from the wall like a rag doll.
They were shooting me up with too much, and I knew this wouldn’t be the end of their game.
Over his shoulder, I could see the shadows of men standing among us.
Saul brought me here like a prize because he wanted to see them all use me.
He wanted them to see he owned me once again.
I wasn’t sure how many had fucked me so far, but it didn’t matter.
There’d be no escaping the sensation of being a cracked-out whore.
There was only reliving what I once had to fight through the addiction later.
Anika would hold the bucket to my lips every time I had to purge the drugs out when I slipped up.
The second they forced them into my body, I knew I tumbled back down the slippery slope.
Cocaine wasn’t something one could just stop doing, and I battled that addiction every day in our compound.
Trying to see straight, I fought through the haze that blocked my mind to see if anyone I knew stood in the room.
So far, I hadn’t heard any news of these idiots finding my establishment, so I knew the others were safe from this.
Saul forced his knot to begin inside of me right as I began to gain my senses.
He made me take his release, load after load.
Even though he branded my cheek with the mark of a dud, he showed the rest of these men it was for display. A power move, and he won.
Responding the way that I was meant to, my body took his knot because I didn’t know how not to anymore.
No extra thought needed to do it because of all the years I spent with the men who captured my heart.
This life I’d been forced in wasn’t forgivable, but I could see how easily betrayed they were.
Saul played everyone, and he could sink his teeth into me again.
After years of hunting him, I found out I had been the prey the whole time.
He knew where I was because Mandy became his informant.
He just thought I’d been claimed, but they figured out my secrets before I had time to discover what was right in front of me all these years later.
I missed every clue ever left because I blindly trusted Mandy.
She was a friend I thought I didn’t need to vet more because she was there for me before all of this, but I knew that had been her guise to keep me close.
She helped him since before the guys left me.
Closing my eyes, I took it. I let Saul finish inside me before letting the next man step up to do the same.
At least with the drugs, I wouldn’t purr.
Saul knew that about me from the last time he forced me into this lifestyle.
I was officially, once again, his Omega whore, unclaimed to do his bidding.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to lose myself in the break of my soul, but I knew better.
They might own my body, but they would never taste my tears again.
Saul craved licking them right off my cheek because that was how depraved he’d grown in this life.
Simply fucking a whore wasn’t enough for him, so he needed to do demented things to us for him to reach a climax.
Having me in his grip again was enough to trigger it, for now.
I just had to have faith in the information I gave Damien. He shouldn’t have any trouble stumbling into Castiel’s bar, but I knew he’d be stealthy, and do it when the mission wouldn’t reveal his identity. Having to put up with this was excoriating the innocence I had left.
“Look at her submitting to me, the secret queen of the fallen empires,” Saul chuckled. “She’s nothing more than the filthy cunt between her legs.”
“I guess that makes us two cunts that didn’t amount to anything,” I snapped back at him. “At least I’m young enough to try again.”
I knew my makeup formed dark circles around my eyes, creating the savage appearance I needed for him to understand just how deranged this depravity drove me to. Spitting in his face, I hissed with every ounce of power I had left. He wiped it off, pissed I’d dare make the move I did against him.
“You’ll regret that.”
“You say that like I have something to lose,” I chided right back. Even though the nightmares were present again, I couldn’t afford to cower.
“You have everything to lose, and I’m the one about to obliterate it all. Your hidden empire? The boys you’re trying to protect from me? Tell me, do they know? Were you brave enough to tell them who ruined you after they so easily abandoned you? Did you tell them who it was that broke you?”
“Do I look broken?” I blinked slowly at him as I fought through the haze of drugs. “All you did was help me make sure to fortify more. You’ll never burn my kingdom down because you’ll never find the key.”
“Maybe you’re right, but I do know I have something certain people will easily trade for it.” Ripping my hair back, he made me look over to see someone filming all of this. “I wonder how they’ll feel when this live video goes viral?”
“My life is not worth the many who’d fall, and they know that,” I said directly to the camera for them to see it.
Saul clamped my throat, causing me to wheeze within his grip. “Then I guess we better give them something to motivate them more.”