Only Once Ch11

A/n: I'm back, finally! So, I have the rest of the story mapped out and I'm working on getting them all written so I can get back to posting this one every Wednesday, again.

Warning: There is mention of drug use and sexual assault in this chapter. You've been warned.

JakePOV

I knew that Emmett belonged to that club and I was slightly nervous about getting involved with him and his affairs. But, if everything Rosalie and Jasper had told me about this Edward guy and the way he was being treated was true, then I had to help in some way.

I knew about the collars and the necklaces that they wore to show that they were in the lifestyle so I decided to start there. I bought one at the local sex shop and put it on because I knew that Emmett was due to come into the shop today to pick up his motorcycle.

I only hoped I could pull this off.

I was a nervous wreck when I heard him pull up but I stood up and wiped my hands off to go greet him. But, not before I made sure that my necklace was showing.

"Hey Jake, is it ready yet?" His booming voice echoed through the shop as he approached me.

I laughed and stuck out my hand for him, "You know it is, just like you requested."

"Did you get it all done like I asked?" He asked as he walked around his custom bike, inspecting it.

"Yep, all done." I said and crossed my arms over my chest.

After he was satisfied with the bike, he looked up at me and I could tell the moment he noticed my necklace.

He nodded to me, "You in?" His eyes narrowed as he watched my every move.

"Oh...um, not yet, but learning. My new girl wants to get in to it, but we haven't found a group yet." I said calm and confident.

He looked at me with his head cocked to the side, "Come by my club Friday night, we'll see if you fit in. If you do, I'll get you set up with some training. Do either of you switch?" His eyes roamed my body and I had to hold back the shiver of disgust that wanted to run through me.

"No, strictly het." I informed him and his face fell.

"That's too bad." He looked back to the bike before he turned back towards me. "Regardless, be there at seven forty-five. Tell them Head Master E sent you, they'll let you in."

I nodded my head, and held in the strange gamut of emotions that I felt at how easy that was.

"See ya then." He started up the bike, waved at me and drove out of the garage.

Now I just had to call Rose and let her know we were in.

EPOV

I had no idea what day it was because I had been locked in the dungeon since Master shot me up with heroin.

I hadn't had a hit in a day or two, I could tell from the debilitating withdrawal I was experiencing. I knew that he wasn't going to kill me, but he was sure going to try.

Master and Sam had tag teamed me thoroughly and I knew that I had suffered injuries because I could see the dried blood on my thighs as well as the pain through from my backside. But, as I was chained to the cross there was nothing that I could do but wish for death.

I felt myself slipping back into unconsciousness when Jasper's face appeared in front of me.

"Hang on baby, I'm coming to save you. Just promise me that you'll hang on." He whispered to me as I dreamt of us walking on a beach, hand in hand...the sun on our backs as we played in the water and a golden retriever frolicked in the shoreline.

"I love you," he said as he leaned in to kiss me. I swear I felt his lips on mine just before I was awoken to a splash of cold water that spliced across my body.

"Wake the fuck up, pet!" I heard Master's voice yell at me. I slowly opened my eyes as my body stung from the chill of the water.

"It's time for another dose, but since you're such a pansy and can't handle a good fucking, you'll suck my dick for the next hit. And, if I'm not satisfied with your performance, you'll keep sucking everything I stick in your mouth until I am." He moved closer and slapped my face to get my attention, "understand?"

His eyes were cold and filled with hate as he held my jaw to force my eyes to his. I slightly nodded my understanding.

"Good," he said as he released the chains that held me suspended against the wooden cross. I fell to the floor, weak, hungry and detoxing. I had no strength to fight or even stand, so there was no point in even holding on to hope for someone to save me, not when I couldn't even save myself.

I lay on the floor and watched his feet move around the room before he knelt in front of me, and pulled my arm off the floor. He popped my vein a time or two before the needled sliced easily through my skin.

It didn't take but a few seconds for the drug to take effect and I could care less what happened to me as I drifted in and out of coherency.

I heard his zipper being pulled down and I saw his cock in front of my face when he dropped to his knees in front of me. When my mouth didn't open he took to slapping my face with the head of cock. I wanted to throw up, but knew that it wouldn't fair well for me if I did.

I didn't care anymore as all hope of Jasper's words in my dream died down when Master slid his nasty cock in between my lips.

"Suck pet, and suck it good." He demanded and grabbed a handful of my hair.

I did as he instructed and eventually swallowed all that he gave me. It felt like hours had passed and my high had long since faded away. Numbness and pain altogether racked my body as I writhed on the floor while he stood over me and watched.

"Where's that fag twit now?" He said as he got down in my face to gauge my reaction.

I showed him nothing because I was dead inside.

Jasper could never save me. I only hoped that my death would save him from anything Master had planned.

Because all I wanted in that hopeless minute was to die...

A/n: Poor Edward...is there any hope for him?

See ya next Wednesday.

Kyla