Chapter: 10

Light flooded in through the doorway and, without warning, the overhead light came on causing both women to wince at the harshness of the blinding light that assaulted their eyes. Natasha and Pepper both glared at Kevin who walked in with Greg following behind him. Kevin strolled up to the bed in a much peppier mood than the last time they had seen him.

"Good morning my darling," he said brightly as he leaned over and pushed some hair out of Natasha's face. She jerked away from him as much as she could but he didn't seem to mind. "Oh don't be like that." He sat down on the edge of the bed and reached over but paused and gave her a serious look. "If you be a good girl I'll take this off." He said nodding to the tape that was still over her mouth. She kept her glare on her face but didn't pull away again when he reached over and, as gently as he could, removed the tape. On the other side of the room Greg took off the tape that covered Pepper's mouth as well. "Good girl," he said with a gleam in his eyes.

"You ready?" Greg asked as he pulled out a key. Kevin nodded then looked back at Natasha.

"It's come to my attention that you two might need a trip to the bathroom," he said and got up from the bed. Natasha's hope for him to just have a moment of stupidity was crushed as he came back with a syringe in his hand. She let her eyes grow wider at the sight. She never had to act much when it came to needles because if she were being honest with herself she truly was afraid of them. He ignored her trying to play the part of the scared prisoner. He actually smiled as he grabbed her arm to keep her from moving it around and brought the needle to her skin.

"Kevin you don't need to…" she felt the needle pierce through her skin "don't."

"Ah," he said when she tried to pull away. He held her arm tighter and emptied the syringe. She started feeling dizzy a moment later as he took the needle out. She could tell that he had at least given her a proper dose that time. She didn't feel nearly as bad as she had when he had first injected her with something. She wondered briefly if it was the same drug he had used before but her thoughts were quickly fogging and she couldn't concentrate on the thought any longer. "Now that's my good girl." Kevin whispered and caressed her face gently.

"Natasha," Pepper called out as she was being led from the room.

"C'mon darling," Kevin said as he undid the chains from her wrists and ankles. He helped her off the bed and led her out of the room behind Pepper.

"Mr. Stark are you really going to let your friend go through all the pain I have planned for him today?" John said with a concerned tone that was obviously fake.

"Do you really think you'll convince anyone with that voice," Clint said back at him using the same kind of tone. That earned him a hit to the abdomen again. He groaned slightly but kept the smirk on his face. John grabbed a fist full of his hair and glared at him.

"You are getting on my last nerves." He said and pushed the archer's body away. "It's not a place that someone in your position wants to be." John said and shot him another glare as if to dare him to open his mouth again. Clint never was one to back down from a challenge.

"Is that what daddy used to say to you?" John hit him again and his eyes rolled in the back of his head for a moment.

"Oh," Tony chimed in "it was mommy wasn't it?" That earned him a black eye of his own. John hadn't really meant to hit Tony but he was getting so aggravated that he couldn't help it. He took a few steps back and turned away from them. He then took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down.

"I think we're getting to him Tony." John heard Clint say and a thought suddenly came to him. He smiled as he thought about his new invention and how it could always use a test subject before being put to its actual use. He kept smiling as he left the room without looking back at his two prisoners.

Greg smirked up at her as he got the chain locked back around her ankle. Pepper only gave him a halfhearted glare. Her hopes had been shut down when he had noticed the hairpin and had taken it away from her. She didn't know how they would get free now. Greg continued to stare at her and it was making her a bit uncomfortable but she didn't have long to think about that when the door was flung open. It slammed against the wall with a loud bang that made her jump.

Kevin stormed in yanking Natasha with him. He had one hand twisted in her long hair and the other held her wrists together behind her back. Pepper took in his now blackened eye and the fact that one of the straps from Natasha's dress was ripped. It didn't take a genius to figure out the situation. Kevin roughly pushed her forward and she landed hard on the edge of the bed.

"Natasha!" Pepper called out and tugged against the chain that held her back. Natasha had just managed to think about moving when Kevin was there turning her on to her back and holding her down with his weight. He grabbed her wrists and tried to pull her up to where she would be laying on the bed properly but she struggled against him as best as she could with the drugs still going in her system.

"Don't fight me Natasha!" Kevin's voice was strained from the effort to keep her down. "Get over here!" He yelled at Greg who quickly went to his side. Together they managed to get her on to the bed and Greg helped to get the chains fastened around her ankles while Kevin worked on her wrists. Pepper felt broken. She couldn't do anything to stop it and could only watch as Greg left the room and Kevin moved so that he was straddling Natasha's waist.

"Get off of me," she said in a low and dark voice. Kevin was about to say something when a drop of blood fell on to her cheek. He reached up and noticed that his nose was bleeding again. Rage filled him and he hit her so hard it left a dark handprint on the side of her face.

"Stop!" Pepper screamed but Kevin ignored her and studied Natasha. She still didn't make a sound, showed no sign that it hurt, and that pissed him off more. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look him in the eyes.

"You don't tell me what to do Natasha," he growled at her. Natasha didn't like the sound of her name coming out of his mouth. His fingers dug painfully into her skin and she was sure there would be bruises. "I own you. You are mine," a sick smile spread across his face and he released her. "You are mine to do what I want with." He sat up and his weight pressed into her. He reached up and wiped at the blood he could feel dribbling out of his nose. He paused for just a second then touched his finger to his nose and looked at the small amount of blood that came off on it. "Your defiance can't go unpunished." His voice was a lot calmer than it had been a second ago. He smiled down at her and she didn't even flinch when he wiped the blood that was on his finger on to her cheek that was still red from where he had hit her. Pepper felt her stomach turn at that. He started to lean in closer but apparently he remembered the last time he tried because he stopped and wrapped a hand in her hair to hold her head down. He leaned in closer until she could feel his breath on her skin. She tried to throw him off of her but he yanked her head back exposing her neck and making her still her movements. He brought his lips to her neck and she tried to fight back horrible memories that were coming to the surface.

"Stop it!" She heard Pepper yell but Kevin didn't seem to care at all. She felt him smile against her skin and he whispered to her.

"You're going to learn who you belong to Natasha," he kissed his way up to her ear and lowered his voice even more when he whispered in her ear "I want you to cry out for me Tasha." Anger roared inside of her because only Clint was allowed to call her that. Before she could do or say anything about it though Kevin moved quickly down her neck and to the place that was right above her chest. Without warning she felt his teeth biting into her skin. She couldn't help the small yelp of pain as he bit down hard, on the border line of drawing blood, and held it there for a few moments before siting up and admiring his work. He beamed at the sound of her pain and watched as she tried to catch her breath again. He trailed his finger on the mark he had made on her. It was deep and was sure to stay there for a good while. "You're my Tasha now," he said and was about to lean forwards again when his phone buzzed. He looked at it and his smile grew bigger as he climbed off the bed and headed for the door. "I'll be back love." He said before the door shut.

Tony finally had scouted out all the tools he would need for the idea he had come up with. He had to make sure that he had everything he would need for his plan that he had created. He turned to Clint and hoped that the trust he had built up with the man was enough. He was about to open his mouth to talk to him when the door burst open and he inwardly cursed at John's timing. A moment later Kevin entered but stayed back away from everyone else. John held two bracelets in his hands and a smirk on his face as he walked over to Clint.

"So, are you ready to give in yet Mr. Stark?" He attached one of the bracelets to Clint's wrist using some sort of special tool.

"You know I'm flattered and all but I don't really like getting jewelry from dudes," Clint said before Tony could respond. John smiled as he stepped back and pressed a button on a wristband that he wore on his own wrist. A surge of electricity went through Clint's system but it wasn't anything that he couldn't handle. "Is that all you got?" He snapped when the current was cut off. John smirked and looked to Tony.

"Are you ready to give in yet Mr. Stark?" He asked and Tony squared his jaw. John twisted a small wheel that was on the wristband. "A shame really." He pressed the button and another surge of electricity ripped through Clint's system with a much stronger shock. He tried his best to hold back the scream that threatened to rip through him. A moment later it stopped and Clint gasped slightly despite himself. John smiled widely at that. He looked over to Tony who was glaring daggers at him. "I made these myself," he said turning another bracelet over in his hands. "They actually work better than what I expected them to." He took a step closer and held the piece of metal up for him to see. "If I turn this up all the way it would kill him in less than three minutes." He said and looked Tony straight in the eyes. "Want to see?"

"You really are a pathetic bastard." Tony replied and John made a show of turning the wheel on the wristband up as far as it would go and pressing the button. Clint did scream then as the electric current raged through his system. Tony screamed at John "Okay!" Suddenly Clint slumped down and John looked up at Tony with an evil gleam in his eyes.

"What was that Mr. Stark?"

"I said I would do it you sick bastard." Tony said with a death glare in his eyes.