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Dark Jewel

Edward POV (Chapter 3)

I was taken from the room where I'd been abused so thoroughly and was dragged down a hallway into a room lined with little doors.

"This where you keep your dogs?" I asked. I felt drunk and sore and couldn't believe I was still conscious. I wondered briefly if during all that pain, someone had slipped me some meds, but at the moment, I didn't really give a fuck.

The large man laughed. "Yeah, we keep our bitches in here. You included."

I was about to ask what he meant when one of the doors was opened. "Inside, you pathetic piece of shit."

I woke up a bit for that. "I'm not sleeping in that little hole."

"It's either there or by Mistress Chelsea's bed. And trust me, bro, no one wants to be a slave in that sick fuck's room."

"Enough," a voice called. "Don't make me tell him you were talking shit about one of his best employees."

"Shut the fuck up, Elly. No one fucking asked you," came the reply. He gave me a little shove and I somehow managed to back myself into the hole. It was made of plastic and metal and I had no fucking clue how on earth they'd managed to find dog crates this big. Because that's what it looked like. Dog crates.

I found myself lying on a thin mattress, similar to a hospital bed and I could immediately feel the hard bottom of the crate beneath it. But none of that bothered me as my bravado failed and I passed out from exhaustion.

I woke up and it was pitch black. I tried to sit up and banged my head on the low roof above me. I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face.

"Who's there?" I called out softly.

"It is just me, Bella. I'm in the bed above yours," a sweet voice said.

I sighed. Bella. I'd found Bella. Charlie Swan's daughter, the person Jasper was sent in to find. Well, at least I knew where I was. Suddenly I realized…they must have been there, at Jasper's funeral. They must have seen me there. I clamped down on my anger at Jasper and asked, "Are you a captive here too?"

A pause, then, "Yes."

For some reason, I couldn't help myself. I guess I just needed to feel connected to someone. My hand moved through the large grate that made up the front door of my cell and I reached up toward her voice.

Soft hands found mine and I said, "Nice to meet you, Bella."

"Wh-what does that mean?"

I sighed once more. "I know your father. Well, that is to say, I've met him."

"You've met Dad? Have you seen him? How is he? Does he look okay? Is he…"

"He's fine, Bella," I told her. "He's worried about you. He…he sent Jasper into this hell-hole to find you."

"I saw Jasper! I was with him! He…oh, God. He…died because of me."

I tightened my grip on her fingers. "No, Bella. Jasper was FBI. He…he was doing his job." I knew my voice sounded sad.

"I'm sorry, Edward. I know he must have meant a lot to you…"

Here, I snorted. "To me? No. To his girlfriend and their baby, yes."

"H-he had a girlfriend?"

I nodded, and then remembered she couldn't see me. "Yeah, my sister."

"You-your… So, wait. You mean you and Jasper…you weren't…you didn't…uh…"

"Bella? What are you talking about?"

She blew out a breath. "Didn't you care for Jasper?" she said finally.

I snorted again. "Care for him? Care for him?! I've never even met him. But I'll tell you this; if he were standing here in front of me today, I'd punch his lights out for hurting Alice. He meant the world to her and he had to go off and get himself killed out of sheer stupidity and I…"

"He was killed in cold blood," her voice sounded hurt.

"You cared for him." It wasn't a question.

"He was nice to me. He didn't…he made it so I could enjoy it, not just to do it."

My heart broke. "I'm sorry, Bella. You sound so sweet and young and innocent, and there's no way you should be in this place."

"You either, Edward."

I felt my face harden. "Yeah, I know. If not for Jasper, I wouldn't be here."

"Well, if not for Jasper, I'd be dead, Edward. So I'd appreciate you not talking shit about him!"

"Will you two shut up?" a voice called in the dark. "I don't want to get a whipping because of you!"

I blew out a breath and lowered my voice. "Bella? I'm sorry, okay? I just…I've never even met him. It's easy for me to hate him for what he did to my sister."

"Yes, Edward, because clearly he went and got himself beaten to a bloody pulp and thrown off the balcony on purpose!"

I felt my stomach flip over. I hadn't known how he died. No one told us. It was a closed casket. Not even Alice was allowed to see his body. "God, Bella, I'm sorry."

"You should be. He-he was a good man." I could hear her soft sobs starting.

Realizing I'd been enough of an ass, I said quietly, "Goodnight, Bella."

She didn't answer me.

~*~

I don't know how much time elapsed, but there was a soft light in the room the next time I opened my eyes. I think I fell asleep, because my body jerked as I heard a metal-on-metal sound. I looked out of my door and saw a chain dangling down from Bella's box/bed. My fingers brushed it before they clamped around it, tugging gently.

It was a ring on a chain. I pulled it into my space and gasped as I got a look at it in the dim light.

The soft white pearl was surrounded by small diamonds set in white gold, Alice's favorite, and I knew engraved on the inside would be Alice's initials, MAB, Mary Alice Brandon. I clenched it tight in my hand as I remembered the day I gave it to her, her sixteenth birthday. She had loved it. It was the first and last time I'd bought jewelry for a woman, which, I guess, looking back on it, was sad, in a way.

Alice had always been like an annoying little sister to me. She was seven years my junior, and was only eight years old when our parents adopted her. I had been a surly fifteen year old and our brother had been sixteen.

I sighed as I thought of him. He was the perfect all-American boy. On the outside, at least. He was the star of the football team, loved by every girl that had a pulse…and half the men. I felt sure my bi-sexual brother starred in a lot of fantasies. Some of which, I'm sorry to say, I had walked in on in college.

We were college roommates, both of us going into medicine. I had found out the hard way that my brother's bread was buttered on both sides. How odd that it was me that ended up in this place when he'd more than willingly handle it. After I'd walked in on him with one of his teammates and the head cheerleader, he'd sat me down, told me all about his sex life. Not that I'd wanted to know, but hey, it did at least give me a glimpse as to why some things were like they were. And if I wanted to admit it to myself, I learned a few things that day. Not that I had been a slouch in high-school. Everyone knew we were both sure things. We could have any girl in the school, and did, on occasion. We were both in the same grade due to when our birthdays fell, so we more often than not, did the whole double-date thing. Girls always ate that shit up.

I palmed the ring wondering why Alice gave it to Jasper, which is probably how Bella ended up with it. I also wondered how he managed to sneak it in, as I had been stripped naked while I was unconscious.

Coming to no conclusions, sleep found me again and I drifted off once more.

I was jarred awake again as harsh light invaded our space and someone hit the door to my cage. "Wake up, Masen."

I groaned and managed to pull myself from the cubical.

"On your knees!" The man, who, I still hadn't figured out his name, demanded.

I dropped to my knees but glanced up as he opened the door above mine, Bella's door.

I saw first pale, porcelain skin, then dark mahogany hair, and then, she was wrapped around the man, giving him a kiss.

I felt my stomach drop even as my cock began to rise. What the fuck was wrong with me?

"Mmm. Thank you, Bella," the man said.

"You're welcome, Felix," she said softly.

Felix. So that's what the fucker's name was. Good to know.

"Bella, you are to go to Master Marcus' room today. Edward, you're coming with me."

I looked to Bella for a cue, and seeing as she said nothing, save dropping to her knees and bowing her head, I figured I was to do the same.

Felix laughed. "I might have to put you two together, Bella. Edward's already behaving better than he has in the past few days."

I wanted to growl, but after remembering what horrors I'd had thrust upon me yesterday, decided keeping my mouth shut was in my best interest.

We were made to crawl on our knees like fucking…like…well, like slaves, I guess would be the appropriate terminology. Bella was dropped off at a door and it was shut behind her. My heart lurched and I longed to make sure she was alright, but I was led down the hall back to, oh, God…back to where I had been yesterday.

I must have made some sort of noise, because Felix stopped and said, "Silence."

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from saying anything as I crawled through the door.

I saw the bitch from yesterday, the one they called Chelsea, smiling at me. "Hello, my beautiful. Are you going to behave today? Or do we need to call Janie and her bag of tricks in?"

I had kept my eyes on the floor, but my body stiffened as I remembered what had happened when the small woman, no bigger than Alice, had come in.

Chelsea laughed. "That's what I thought. Normally it only takes once. But not to worry, I'm sure you'll piss off someone and earn the chance to pleasure her once more."

I felt bile rising in my throat. I hadn't eaten since I don't remember when, but I still felt like I wanted to vomit. Was this what my life was? Was this it? Do as they say? Live in fear? Die? I wasn't sure I could handle this.

"Come forward," she said sharply, and I made my way across the cold tile, my knees already aching until I was before her.

"So pretty," she said as she lifted my face to look at me.

My eyes met her cold, dead ones and she smirked. "You have fire in you, Edward. I look forward to harnessing that energy. Now, will you behave for me? Or will I have to hurt you more?"

"I'll behave," I said softly, though it pained me to say.

Her hand whipped across my face and I tasted blood as the ring on her hand cut my lip. "First rule; NO TALKING. I will tell you when you may speak!"

I felt tears stinging my eyes. That fucking hurt.

She grasped my soft cock, tugging on it roughly. "Second rule? BE FUCKING READY." She shoved away from me and said, "I believe you need a little lesson on that, don't you?"

I swallowed hard, not knowing what was next.

She walked over to the intercom and said, "Send in one of the little cocksuckers."

My eyes grew wide, but she tugged on my arm. "Stand," she commanded.

I got to my feet and she shoved me against the wall. Only, it wasn't just a wall. There were all sorts of ties and ropes and other things I could only feel. She strapped my hands and feet to it, tying my legs apart on another rope, before she stepped away. I was in now what was almost like a harness of sorts.

I saw her reaching for a remote control, and I heard a small motor start whirring before I felt myself being lifted off the ground and away from the wall.

I was in a harness, hanging about six inches off the floor. My feet were supported by the ankle restrains and the two inch piece of rope that was already cutting into the arches of my feet.

I gasped, but managed to hold most of the moan in as a man appeared in the doorway. He was standing, which I guess showed he had some form of authority or something, I still wasn't sure. He also had on pants, something I'd probably kill for right now. I didn't have a problem with nudity as a whole, but I had a feeling clothes meant you were somebody.

He bowed his head. "Mistress," he said softly. "You called for assistance?"

I looked him over. He was slim, but looked rather powerfully built, like myself. A swimmer's or runner's body, that's what Alice said.

"Ah, Leo, yes, you'll do just fine. I want you to show Edward how he is to always be ready for his masters."

His eyes lit if possible and he eagerly dropped to his knees before me. "My pleasure," he said with a half grin.

Glad I could amuse you, fucker, I thought.

But that was before I felt him. My eyes closed and rolled back in my head as he began massaging my legs lightly. "Just relax, Edward. You have to learn how to enjoy the pleasure we give you." His hands traveled up, up, up, until one cupped my balls. My cock twitched, seemingly of it's own volition.

"Ah-ha. You like this. Good, Edward, that's so good. Now, you need to get just a bit harder; let me taste you."

I felt the blood heading south and I whimpered just slightly as his tongue flicked out to touch my tip. Now, I had never really liked guys, like that, but there was just something…I wasn't sure what, but I responded almost immediately.

"Good boy," he said softly. He kissed my tip before he put my head in his mouth. He pulled away and said, "Mmm, you are tasty. Like sunshine." Then his mouth descended all the way onto me.

I got lost in the moment, the feel of the warm wetness that surrounded my cock. It felt so damned good. I'd always had an active imagination, so it was easy for me to envision him a woman instead, perhaps Bella. She was quite lovely, and I felt her pussy surround me.

She felt wonderful. So wet, so hot, so tight…I could feel my release begin to build. "I…I'm…"

And then I was ripped from my fantasy as pain shot through my cock. I screamed and my eyes shot open. The man, Leo, was standing next to me now, and I could have sworn I saw sadness in his eyes as Chelsea grinned. "Very good, Leo. You're finished. You may go back to what you were doing now."

I watched in horror as the needles and clamps that were in the cage around my cock were tightened to the point that I saw a few pricks of blood.

"Oh, Edward, you will be such a delight," she murmured as she moved behind me now.

"No-no…" I said as I tried to move away from her.

She slapped my ass with her hand. "Silence or I'll be even worse. And you don't want the punishments worse, Edward. No, I'm going to bring you pleasure like you've never felt. I'm going to take you past the point of reason, past the point of pleasure. You'll be screaming to cum before I'm finished with you. And who knows? You be a good boy? I might just let you cum. Would you like that?"

I couldn't have responded if I wanted to as tears leaked from my eyes.

"Tut, tut," she said softly. "You look so beautiful like that, Edward. Master will be very pleased when he sees you. But there is still some work to be done." I jumped as her tongue slipped out to lick at my shoulder. "Mmm, you are so delicious. I'm so glad I have the pleasure of breaking you in. Ah, Master has no idea the joy he has brought me."

I closed my eyes once more and I heard her moving behind me.

I felt her hands traveling down my back, almost lovingly massaging the muscles there until they reached my ass. I clenched automatically and she said, "Relax, or this is going to hurt even worse."

My heart sped up and I sucked in a breath as I felt something probing there. It was cold and wet and I cried out again as I was penetrated.

"There, there, it's the smallest plug we have, Edward. I'm not a complete monster. Though, the desire to see Master plow into you is quite overwhelming at the moment, but alas, he wants you ready for use, not fucked up." She sighed before she moved away again. "Pity. Fucked up is what I do best."

I couldn't see her, didn't want to see her, so I jumped when I felt her hands on my chest. She tempted and teased my nipples until they were both standing at attention. "Mmm," she murmured again before one was encased in warmth. I opened my eyes then to find her suckling on it as her hands began to fondle my sack.

I was in pain, but…it started to almost…feel good?

I felt myself being lowered to my feet just as her mouth touched mine. She moaned into it as her tongue thrust into me. I was uncertain what she wanted, but, figuring she didn't want a cold fish, I began kissing her back with all my might.

"Oh, Edward," she whined as she pulled away. "You are such a good boy. You anticipate your master's needs so effectively. For that, I think I'll reward you."

She stepped away with a swish of her blood red cloak. She hit the button on the remote, causing me to rise in the air again. She went back to the intercom and said into it, "Send me Felix and a sub. Now."

She smirked as she turned back to me, and to my surprise, whipped off her cloak to reveal…nothing. She was naked beneath. Her olive-tone skin looked like coffee ice cream and she was bare below. I had to admit, she was a stunning woman.

"Mistress," Felix said as he entered. A vibrant red-head was on her knees, crawling in as well.

"Ah, Victoria. The best cunt licker in the place. Very good, Felix. Thank you."

"We were just preparing to practice her cocksucking skills," Felix growled lightly.

Chelsea laughed. "I think I know somewhere much better for you to put that cock, Felix."

His eyebrow rose. "Yes, ma'am, as you wish." He stripped off his charcoal grey cloak and his blue jeans to show a very well formed body and a, damn, even I had to be impressed by the wood the man was sporting. He grinned. "See somethin' ya like, Masen?"

I felt the blush heat my skin as he laughed. "I think the boy's got more issues than just being the new slave on the block."

"Enough, Felix," Chelsea said flatly.

He bowed his head. "Yes, ma'am, where do you want me?"

"Upon the chair," she demanded.

Felix planted himself in an odd-looking chair. It had a high back to it, a large seat, and the front was concave. It was oddly similar to the ones I'd seen while doing my OB/GYN rotation, also known as a 'birthing chair'. I wondered what it could be used for when Chelsea went over to Felix and sat upon his lap, backwards. I saw her eyes widen with pleasure as she sunk down onto him and he hissed as his hands grasped her hips to hold her steady.

"Ungh, Felix," she muttered. "Your cock is one of the best I've ever had in me."

He chuckled as he pulled her lying onto his chest. "And your ass is one of the sweetest, Mistress." He grasped her hips, putting first one, then the other leg across his own, leaving her spread-eagle. I could see her pink pussy lips, glistening with her desire from across the room.

"Slave, forward," Chelsea growled.

I watched, transfixed, as the woman, Victoria, crawled over to Chelsea and began licking on Chelsea's pussy and clit.

Soon, moans filled the air and I felt myself desperate for release, in spite of the thing surrounding my cock. Fuck, it was like being live watching a porno flick.

"More," Chelsea demanded, though I didn't know who she was talking to.

The two she was with must have, though, because I saw Felix's teeth grasp Chelsea's neck as Victoria grasped a vibrator from a drawer below the chair and thrust it into Chelsea's pussy as she continued to lick, suck and nip at the woman's clit.

"Yes, fuck, yes. Harder! Both of you!"

I felt pain coursing through me at the desire to cum watching this, though I couldn't. I felt my orgasm approaching and it hurt like hell when it couldn't come out.

"Yes, yes, YES!" Chelsea screamed, followed quickly by Felix's grunt as he too, came.

She shoved Victoria away from her pussy with a foot to Victoria's chest and said, "Enough, the both of you." She stood. "You may go back to your day, Felix. Take her with you. I think Edward's seen all he needs to see."

I was gritting my teeth as hard as I could as I watched Felix dressing before he ushered Victoria from the room.

"Now," Chelsea said, her face still flushed from her orgasm. "Do you think you could do that for me, Edward? Could you fuck me good with your mouth? If you did, I might be willing to reward you further."

I held my tongue and she cackled. "Good boy! You are already learning. You may speak."

"Yes, Mistress," I said with a gravelly reply. I knew it was too much to ask for my own release, so I said, "Please let me lick your pussy."

She clapped her hands together. "You may, Edward."

She grabbed that damned remote again and lowered me down, down, down, until I was on my knees once more.

She then brought over a straight chair and sat it in front of me, sat upon it, and pulled my head toward her pussy. "Do well, Edward.

~*~

Hours later, I was returned to my bed. I was quite fortunate, I guess you could say. I fucked her very thoroughly with my mouth and tongue and was rewarded with a meal of crackers and some water. I whimpered a bit as I attempted to climb into my bed. My cock hurt like hell, and I couldn't get in on my stomach and I finally had to sit my bare ass upon the cold tile floor and scoot in. I still had the butt plug in which would remain until morning. My hands were free though, so I debated on if I should pull that out or not. I had my hand back there, grasping it when it occurred to me that there might be something that prevented its removal…it could be engaged or something that would mean I'd rip my colon or anus if I tried to remove it. I felt another tear slip out of my eye as I miserably lay upon my side, fervently hoping sleep would come.

It didn't. And it was a while later before I heard a shuffling of feet in the room.

"To bed, little Miss," Felix said, almost kindly, as he hoisted Bella up onto her bed.

"Thank you," she murmured. Odd. I thought we weren't supposed to talk? Maybe she was further along with her…whatever than I was?

"Lights out," Felix said gruffly before he slammed the door shut, turning off the lights as he went.

It was pitch black once more as I heard Bella moving around above me. "Oh…oh, no. Where is it? Where!" She let out a keening sound and started sobbing.

"Bella?" I asked, though my voice was strained. I was in a world of pain. "What's wrong?"

"I lost it. Jazzy's…I can't believe. Oh, what if they found it? Oh noooooo!" She was wailing now.

"Bella, shh, calm down. What did you lose?"

"Jasper's ring."

Alice's ring, my mind thought, automatically. "I have it," I said flatly.

"You do? Oh, thank goodness! Can I have it back?"

For some reason, maybe it was how miserable I was, maybe it was because I was pissed off at Jasper, maybe I just felt like being an ass, but I said, "No. You can't."

"Why? You-you don't care about him! I do!"

"It wasn't his. It was Alice's! I gave it to her! Me!"

"Y-you selfish ass!" she said. "It was Jasper's! It's the only thing of his I have left!"

"This is the only thing of Alice I have left!" I shot back.

There was silence for a moment before she said, so low, I almost didn't catch it, "I don't know why he ever loved you. You aren't worth it!"

What the fuck did that mean?

A/N: Thank you to everyone who has reviewed. Reviews receive a sneak peek at the next chapter. We are anticipating the next chapter to post on January 2nd. We are both very busy moms and the holidays are killing our schedules. A two week break between chapters is still just barely allowing us to write more chapters. We are trying and we are not abandoning any of our stories.