Chapter 6
Location: Rob's House.
Saturday Evening
The bile rose in her throat. The cuffs were welded shut, permanently attached to her body. She worked her way to her knees, the only upright position afforded to her by the short chains binding her wrists and ankles to the wall behind her.
With strong but trembling hands, she gripped the chains and yanked in a wild attempt to pull them from the wall. However, she was rewarded, only by sore arms, and cut wrists. Unwilling to give up. She redoubled her efforts, straining until the pain in her wrists made her head swim. She leaned back against the wall to catch her breath and order her thoughts. Emily's head throbbed as sharp spikes of pain stabbed through her temple with each breath.
The bang of heavy footsteps on the stairs snapped her focus back to the present and she clenched her hands into fists. Feeble, cold light suddenly illuminated the room from a single bulb. Emily blinked at the abrupt change, squinting up at Rob.
"You could let me go and we can forget this?" Emily pleaded
She was shoved back to her knees and a hand pinched her nose, squeezing it viciously. She gasped for breath, mouth wide open as the metal O shape gag was placed between her upper and lower lips tying it behind her neck. Emily shivered as the fear and panic was building up in her chest.
"That will keep you quiet" I sneer at her locking it tightly in place. I drag her across the concrete floor. Smiling to myself as she tries to fight me more. Who would have thought watching this strong woman fight was such a turn on. I can see the fear in her eyes as I hoover above her, raking my fingers over her skin.
Her body trembles as I graze my fingers over her breasts watching her nipple become taut. I twist them slightly not too hard, that can wait for now, she is aroused I can tell her actions making me stiff. I pause slightly as she becomes limp under me. I slap her across her face to make her wake back up. Oh, I have power over this beauty. "I already told you, you are mine" I sneer at her finally answering the question.
Fingers caressed her in a mockery of tenderness, brushing across her nipples and down over her stomach again. Emily shuddered internally as he ran his finger along her jaw where her skin met the iron edge.
Sickeningly, Bright flashes appeared behind her eyelids as her pain and shame engulfed her consciousness. As she was dragged into another room and slammed against the wall, her hip and shoulder connecting with the cement block wall with bruising force. Her weak legs tried to buckle but she was hauled back to her feet.
Chains rattled against the wall and she felt a different pressure pulling at the back of her collar. Slowly, the pressure increased until her toes grazed the floor with just enough contact to keep her from strangling.
She breathed frantically through her nose as she fought to stay conscious despite the iron pressing against her windpipe. The thought of hanging to death before throwing the bastard in prison incited her and she resolved to make it through this. She could not wait to see the looks on their faces as Rob slammed the cell door shut.
The chain binding her wrists was short, pulling her arms uncomfortably behind her back, but hands forcing her elbows together made her teeth grit in pain. More chains bound them until they met and the bones ground together. Lips once again pressed to her ear and a hand balled into a fist with her breast pressed inside.
"See you later," Rob said sweetly "Then we'll see what I can do with you."
He released her flesh and she heard his footsteps recede. Once the door slammed and she heard the bolt slide home, she knew that she was alone. However, all thoughts of escape were pushed from her mind as she teetered on her toes, balance hindered by the painfully short chain linking her ankles. She refused to die this way.
Emily's entire body ached. Her shoulders strained as she tried to move her arms to relieve the pain radiating from her crushed elbows and swollen hands. She was on the verge of collapsing, her toes and calves struggling to relieve the choking pressure on her throat.
Her breath wheezed in her chest. She did not know how long she had been chained in this position. She did not know how much longer she could stand this torture.
The door at the top of the stairs banged open. Footsteps approached her and, suddenly, the chain holding her up was released. She collapsed, exhausted muscles refusing to support her any longer. Deep laughter filled her ears, echoing deafeningly in the dank basement.
"Thought I would check on you, and allow you to lie down for the evening" Rob smirked
A yank on her collar dragging her struggling form across the floor before he flung her onto the bed as she choked for breath Emily's teeth caught on the metal gag that ripped into her gums. Rob gripped her hair as he undid his pants thrusting into her mouth, after he had relieved himself he removed the gag.
"Sweet dreams" Rob smiled before leaving and locking the door behind him
She fought to steady her breathing as her tears fell; the panicked rasps of her breathing filled the dark, cold air. She curled into herself as best she could, pulling her chained feet up and trying to calm herself as she lay on the cot.
Her thoughts soon turned to JJ, Sarah and the team, her family. Tears sprung back to her eyes. Emily held JJ smiling face in her mind.
"I'm sorry JJ," Emily muttered as let the darkness take over
Location: Rob's House.
Early Sunday Morning.
Emily was brought out of her light painful sleep the moment she heard the scrape of the lock, and she tensed at the shudder of panic that grasped her chest.
Without a word, he gripped Emily's collar and heaved to her feet. He led her by her chain leash as quickly as her cuffed legs could hobble, chuckling at her ineffectual struggles.
With muscled ease, he shoved her through the doorway into a bleak room. A variety of vicious instruments and whips hung on hooks along one wall a round board with straps situated in five positions fastened to one wall.
Rob calmly shut the door firmly behind him before turning to face her. Rob lifted Emily on to the board strapping her arms and legs the fifth strap was fastened across her forehead.
"Prefect" he sneered as his eyes raked over her naked form "This Emily is for your pleasure"
Emily closed her eyes as she tried to control the panic that was coursing through her body. She flinched as she felt the whip slice her body.
"I am your owner you belong to me! Any questions?"
Emily stayed silent she wanted to scream to cry to shout but she had learnt listening to the tapes that if she did she would not last too long.
"Good now let me teach you" Rob sneered
More metal slipped over the backs of her knees and they were yanked further and further apart as the strain in her hips grew. He bolted them in place, leaving her painfully stretched and with her genitals humiliatingly exposed. She heard rather than saw him walk unhurriedly about the room, heard his steps stop before the rack of instruments.
An enormous gag against, her tightly closed lips. When she refused to yield, he pinched her nose closed until she was forced to take a breath. With one swift motion, he shoved the long gag between her lips. It pressed disgustingly against the back of her throat as she fought against her gag reflex.
The phallus stretched her jaw wide, causing the iron collar to cut into her skin. Straps wound around to the back of her head and she felt a lock click, fastening it too tightly into her mouth. She groaned, shame and desperation colouring her.
Emily tried to follow his movements but could only catch partial glimpses of him. Her ears, however, were unobstructed and an involuntary shudder ran through her body at the sharp crack that split the air. A second later, a cool breath of air tickled her skin just before she heard a second crack of the whip.
The pain followed, cutting through the delicate and sensitive flesh between her legs. She dug her teeth into the gag, struggling to reign in her scream of sudden pain.
A second stroke landed just to the side of the first Emily ground her teeth against the phallus, growling in pain. She tugged uselessly at the metal binding her as a rain of lashes welted her fragile flesh.
Soon, the metallic tang of warm blood filled the air and, with each whip stoke, red flecks spattered her legs and the floor. Screams formed high in her throat gradually grew to wails of agony ripped from deep in her chest. However, Rob ignored her as he whipped her again
Her vision began to blacken at the edges and she let her head loll, the coolness of the table almost a comfort to her. The pain between her legs began, not to fade, but to seem as if it was someone else's pain and she was only a silent observer.
Only as the door slammed shut once again did Emily's bruised mind realize that the whipping had stopped. Fingers tenderly caressed her shredded flesh, pinching and exploring her ruined folds. Emily could do little more than shudder in protest and disgust.
His hands left her body unable to turn away; she stared blurrily up at his smirking face through fluttering eyelids. He grinned widely as he saw that, even after her first lesson, she still had fire in her eyes. Slowly, he showed her the item he had concealed, dangling the roll of wide silvery tape from his finger.
With exaggerated gestures, he peeled the edge of the tape up and drew out a length. Almost lovingly, he pressed the extended tape over her eyes. He removed the gag once her eyes were covered. The blood dripped from her mouth.
"I will let you rest for a while I will be back after" with that Rob turned and walked out the room locking the door behind him as he left Emily hung to the wall the pain emanating through her body. "Save me JJ" Emily whispered as the sobs ripped from her lungs.
JJ's Home.
Sunday Afternoon.
"Emily it's me again, I know you are just ignoring me but I really want to make sure you're okay, if you don't want to talk that's fine just send me a message please I worried" JJ sighed softly, it wasn't like Emily to ignore her phone the panic was slowly raising in her chest as she rung Garcia.
"Hey my sexy kitten," she chuckled into the phone "JJ not Morgan," JJ half teased "Pen have you heard off her, I know you tell me not to worry but I am, she wouldn't ignore me, I even tried her work phone and got nothing." Garcia listened to her ramble slightly and even she was shocked that Emily was not answering her work cell.
"Kitten, I know she will kill us for this but let me trace her phone she may have lost it, we all know what her and phones are like. It is like trying to teach Rossi how to use a PDA pointless" JJ chuckled, out of all of them Emily had gone through five phone in the past few months if it was not when she tackled the unsub it was when Sarah had thrown it across the room. "Have you tried to get hold of Sarah?" Garcia asked "She went back to boarding school early Saturday morning" JJ sighed "Believe me I thought of ringing her house phone"
"That's odd both cells are near the bar?" Garcia said as a more a question to herself "What you mean bar?" JJ asked. "I mean our bar you know our hang out, she could have lost them because I think if I am seeing this right it's in the street." Garcia said slightly puzzled. "Garcia where is her car?" Garcia chuckled "Already on it" she mused "Garcia she is in the SUV not her own" JJ remembered. "Oh that's even easier" she smiled pulling up the information "Okay that's odd" JJ could hear the tapping on the laptop "I think my baby is broke because it is saying they are all in the same location" JJ frowned as a cold shiver ran through her body.