-1A/N: Rape in this chapter.

April 5th 2011

Cassie Blake (age 15)

"Time for your punishment Cassandra"

I stared at him, petrified.
"Punishment? For what?"

"For running. You disobeyed us, which isn't right. It would have been so much easier for you if you hadn't run" he moved towards me. I jumped off my bed, moving away. The bed was the only thing between us. Mark was blocking the exit. I was screwed.

"We can do this easy or hard Cassandra. Either way, the result will be the same…for me anyway. For you it's the difference between a few bruises or a broken leg" I didn't move. He sighed.

"June! I need you here!" June appeared at the doorway.
"Yes Mark?" I stared at her, wondering if she'd ever been in this position.

"I want you to take Cassandra into the attic"

"Err…I'm…"

"Don't argue! Just do it!" he shouted. I saw fear flash across her face. She came over to me and took my arm. She dragged me to the door at the end of the hallway and pushed me inside.
"I'm sorry" she whispered, shutting the door. I heard the lock click and looked around. There was a set of stairs which I guessed led to the attic. I headed upstairs, deciding it was better to go up there myself then be dragged there.

It was cold in the attic and dark. I shivered and started to search for a light switch but couldn't find one. I stumbled around, using my hands to guide me. There were boxes everywhere. I guessed they'd been left by the owners.

I heard the door downstairs open and I froze. They were coming to get me. I looked around for a place to hide but there was nowhere. I squeezed myself into the furthest corner and hoped they didn't see me.

"Cassandra!" called a quiet sing-song voice. I stiffened, trying not to breath too loudly.

"We know you're here Cassie" said Leo "It would be a lot easier if you just came out" I heard their footsteps on the creaking floorboards. I stiffened as the drew closer. A beam of torchlight hit my eyes and I let out a small gasp in shock. Leo's angelic face loomed out of the darkness at me.
"Found you" he grabbed my hair and pulled me out of my hiding place.

"What have we told you about running away Cassandra?" Leo scolded me. He throw me to the ground. Mark pulled off his belt and tied my hands together.

"Leo, can I borrow yours too? For her mouth?"

"Why bother? The only person who'll hear is June and she doesn't care" Mark shrugged. He dragged me over to the middle of the room. Leo fetched a coat stand and hooked the belt around a loop so my arms were raised above my head.

"What are you going to do?" I asked, desperately twisting so that I could get free.

"We are going to show you exactly who is in charge around here" said Mark "And what will happen if you mess with us" he sat on top of one of the boxes and Leo came over. He was holding a small pocket knife in his hands and the expression on his face was scarier then anything I'd seen so far.
"Do you know what this is Cassandra?" I was too scared to answer. He slapped me across the face.

"He's talking to you bitch! Answer!" snapped Mark.

"It's a knife"

"Well done, you're a genius. I am going to make it so that you will never run away from us again" his placed his hands on my shoulders, then they started a slow descent. He unbuttoned my shirt, slowly. His hands caressed my curves, tenderly. I imagined this was how a couple would treat each other.

He removed my shoes, socks and trousers next. I hung there in just my underwear, wishing I could cover myself. I felt tears on my cheek. Leo wiped them away.
"Don't cry honey. It's not that bad" he got on his knees in front of me and lifted my bare foot "You know, in ancient Greece when people committed crimes their punishment fitted the crime. So if a person got caught stealing they'd have a hand chopped off" he trailed the edge of the knife over the sole of my foot. I tried to pull it up.

"now, now. This is never going to work if you don't stay still" he grabbed my foot again but I kicked him in the face. He took a deep breath, not getting mad and turned to Mark. They seemed to communicate without words. Mark came over to me and held my foot still. He was stronger then Leo and I couldn't pull free. Leo placed the knife on the ball of my foot and sliced across. I screamed in pain.

"Shh, little bird. We're just clipping your wings" he called. I struggled harder. My foot was slippery with blood, surely Mark couldn't hold on? My foot connected with the side of his face but the blood made it slip. He released my foot and grabbed the other, ignoring my pathetic attempts to escape. Leo sliced two lines in my foot in quick succession. I screamed again.

Leo released my feet and stood up, wiping the blood on his jeans.

"Now Cassie. You're not going to run away again, are you?" I looked away. He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. His fingers smelt like blood, copper and salt mixed with something else.

"Are you Cassie?" he repeated. I closed my eyes refusing to look. I felt a hand on my leg, moving to rest at the edge of my pants. My eyes shot open. Leo's blue eyes were fixed on mine "I'm waiting for an answer Cassie" I shook my head. "Good, cause you know what will happen if you do" Mark was pacing impatiently.
"Can I have my turn now?" he sounded like a spoilt child who's friend wouldn't share with him. Leo backed away, leaving space for Mark to move. He unhooked me from the coat rack and threw me to the floor. I tried to crawl away but my feet wouldn't move and my arms were still tied together. Mark moved to kneel beside me. He roughly assaulted my chest, tearing my bra off my body. I started crying, knowing what was going to happen. What I'd tried to avoid, what I'd fallen down the stairs for. All was for nothing, it was going to happen.

His hands were everywhere, clawing at my skin like an animal. I tried as hard as I could to move away.

"No struggling Cassandra. It'll only end in tears. Yours" his voice hardened on the last word.

"Mark, please don't do this" I begged. He groaned.

"Whinge, whinge, whinge! Just shut up will you?"

"Please!" I cried out again. He hit me, hard.

"Shut up!" he ordered "Or I'll shut you up permanently!" I lay still, silent "Better" His hands went to my knickers and he pulled them off. I clamped my legs together but he forced them apart. He pulled his jeans off and his pants. I closed my eyes, cringing away. I wriggled my wrist, trying to get it free. I felt the belt stretch slightly. I pulled harder, hoping they wouldn't notice. I dared peek out of the corner of my eye and I saw they were both focused on the lower half of my body. Mark pulled me to my feet and pushed me against a wall. I kept trying to pull my hand free, rubbing the skin raw in my attempt. Mark's hands were on my waist.

"Do you know how long we've been planning this Cassandra? How long we've wanted to have your stubborn, stuck up body at our mercy?" I didn't answer, I was too busy trying to pull my hand free "well, since you obviously don't want to talk why don't we get on with the action instead?" before I had a chance to protest he had thrust himself into my virgin body. I screamed. Yes I'd heard from girls at school that your first time hurt but I never imagined it would be this painful. I screamed again as he pulled out and pushed back in again. Each thrust was agony. I hated it, hated the world for putting me in this position. I wanted to run but I couldn't. Even standing hurt tender feet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a screamer!" laughed Leo as I let out another cry. Hot tears mingled with drying sweat. I stank, smelt like him. I tried to focus on something else, other then the pain. I had to focus, try to get out before they could do anything. Once again I tried to jerk my arm free and, joy of joys, it came out.

"Mark!" Leo warned, just as I slapped him across the face, digging my nails in so as to inflict as much damage as possible. Mark's face grew angry as he grabbed my flailing hand.

"you know what? I was going to be nice to you, but now I'm not. Give me the knife Leo!" he called. Leo handed him the knife and he pressed it into the palm of my hand.

"Make a single move against us and you loose a finger" he threatened. I could see he was deadly serious. I forced my mind to go numb, turn my body to stone. I let him violate me, over and over again until he finally finished and moved. I hoped they'd be done then but they weren't. Leo grabbed me and lay me on the floor. He placed his booted foot on my ankle and bent down, pressing the knife into my abdomen.

"You know anything about baseball, Cassandra?" he asked.

"no"

"Well, there's one really big thing about that sport I need you to remember. You get three strikes, then you're out" he carved a single line on my stomach "That little stunt was strike one"

A/N: it took me a while to write this chapter because I wanted it to be…well, not good but emotional. I hope I managed because I put a lot of effort into it. If you have any suggestions for tortures, or things Cassie must suffer through, let me know. You will be credited in the chapter.