CHAPTER 44
Hey guys ! Thanks for sticking around all this time with me ! This chapter is from Edward's past and he wasn't so nice (LOL) then as he is now. This is before he found the school. Don't be too angry with him. This is his demon personality.
There is kidnapping and rape scenes – please be warned.
Edward's POV :
It was May 5, 1981.
I came down my basement stairs with my newest prize flung over my shoulder. She was struggling a bit but not much. Her long red curls hung over her face as I reached the bottom of the staircase. I put her down a little callously, letting her back hit the concrete floor as she gave a guttural UGGHHH sound…her face was hidden from me, as I had put a plastic bag over it and duct taped her around the eyes and around her neck - and just left her a tiny little hole in the plastic where her mouth was.
I had her hands bound behind her, also with the gray duct tape, and her ankles were taped together as well. She was dressed for now, in a little pink crop top and a slutty short leather skirt, cheap high heels on her feet.
At being put down, she really started to make noise now. Five short little growls tore out of her throat.
"Shut up.", I took her chin in my hand, my mouth close to her face, "Shut up right now."
I gave her a light slap to her face and she did silence her noises, her breathing shallow and deep.
"The more noise you make, the more you're going to piss me off.", I informed, having little patience with this one, "So be smart. And shut your mouth."
Now she was making little girl crying sounds…
"I can close that hole up really easily.", I played with the torn hole in the plastic, my finger moving it around a little.
She was whimpering now.
"Shut up. Shut up.", I said softly to her as she began to quiet herself.
Now she was silent.
"Or don't shut up, I don't give a fuck, no one can hear you anyway, bitch.", I toyed with her.
She let out a little gasp of air and I covered her nose and mouth with my hand, cutting off her air supply for a moment.
I finally allowed her some air and she exhaled, her little glossy mouth opening fully.
"Aww.", I watched as the torn hole stuck a little bit to her wet lips.
"That hole closes up on its own sometimes, doesn't it ?", I asked.
She stuck her tongue out a bit to move the bag away from her lips.
I gave her another little slap.
"Keep that tongue in your mouth.", I demanded.
My hands went to her very small top and pulled the right side of it down, pulling out the very large white breast inside it. She panted, not screaming yet as I massaged it a little. They were clearly implants, unusually round and too firm…I took the other breast out as well, seeing every little blue vein right under the ivory skin. I was already getting thirsty just watching them pulse.
"Mmm", I said with approval, "Looks like I caught a good one here…"
She gave another little mewl of protest but I quickly stopped that when I smacked my large hand down over the right breast. A little jump and a yelp of pain from her.
As I put my nose to her plastic cheek, I inhaled her scent. Very nice. She was crying a little…or pretending to…
"I like this.", I felt my mouth smiling as she shivered beneath me, "I think this'll be just fine."
My tongue came out and licked up the plastic side of her face as she cried a little harder, turning away a bit.
I grinned down at her and imagined everything I could do to her today.
"You just fucking lay there and be quiet until I decide exactly what I'm going to do with you.", I sneered into her ear as she trembled even more, her mind afraid at the way my voice sounded right now.
Her breathing was faster now, the plastic hole moving up and down around her mouth.
"And if I see you move off this fucking spot", I threatened, "It's gonna be a LONG fucking day for you. You understand me ?"
She was so scared she didn't even answer.
"Just nod your head if you hear me, bitch.", I said without mercy.
With a whimper, she nodded her head slowly.
I leaned my hand on her face to stand up as she braced herself, giving a little groan as I walked out of the room for a moment. This was a little test for her. I could read her mind, I could see her even if I wasn't in the room.
And I could see and hear my little pet, Jane, naked in the back corner, naked, chained to her leash. She watched the new girl with anxiety, her mind wishing she could help her somehow…but knowing she dare not even try it. Her long blonde hair hung there around her naked shoulders.
Victoria, the new one, was already disobeying me…she rolled onto her stomach and was trying to reach her hands, her fingers, to the duct tape around her ankles. Typical. I knew she would fuck up already, she's new. She couldn't reach the tape at her ankles anyway…but it was a valiant effort.
Victoria came into a club I was already in last night. I was working on this other girl and she was already mine, drinking and kissing me, trying to unbutton my shirt right there at our table. This girl was brunette and very pretty. Her blood was average in its scent, and that was fine with me. Not every drink had to be superior stuff. But when I saw Victoria walk in, with that long, firey hair, all curls and length…I knew I had to have her.
Yes, I know why. My Mommy issues again. For a split second I almost thought it WAS her, walking in, to collect me, screaming my name, Six. But when she spoke I knew it wasn't her. No Irish accent, and Victoria's voice was more ditzy, not as much depth and pain like my mother's voice had.
I wanted to hurt her…to make her weep at my feet…wanting her blood was secondary for me with this one. I wanted her for a long time…just to torture her.
The very lucky girl I was with right now would live another day. I didn't even say anything to her, I just stood up and walked away from her, going off on my own, just watching this new redhead for awhile, observing…listening to her thoughts.
She was looking to hook up with someone, horny as Hell. Perfect. I kept my distance and ordered a drink from the other side of the bar…I would let her see me…to see if she liked me for the position. I did my brooding thing, looking not interested in any woman there at all. She liked that. I drank my drink and then another…and then she walked over to sit next to me. That's right, bitch. Come to me.
Trying to start a conversation with me for her was a bit difficult. I acted like she was annoying me…and that attracted her even more. In about ten minutes, she was putty in my hands. She wanted to do me in the men's bathroom. Ukk. I talked her into coming back to my place. We fucked all night and the next morning she was already getting dressed while I "slept" next to her.
I pretended to wake up.
"What're you doing ?", I asked, groggily, rubbing my eyes.
"I have to go.", she smiled at me, putting her slutty shoes on, "I have work in an hour."
"Don't go to work.", I sat up and took her hand, smiling at her, "Call out and stay here with me…."
I gave her my best smile and she thought about it. I patted the spot next to me and invited her back in.
She smirked, but then leaned in and kissed me.
"I would love that.", she admitted, her nose nuzzling against mine, "But I can't."
My face turned deadly as she turned away from me, standing up, about to leave. Who does this bitch think she is ?
"Bitch…", I heard my voice turn into someone else suddenly, "I said stay."
Before she could even turn back to me, I was up, had my jeans on, and the plastic bag was over her head.
As she screamed and fought against me, the duct tape began to wrap around her eyes and head…blinding her. Then around her neck, over the plastic, limiting her breathing somewhat.
Now here she was, in my basement, trying to free herself.
Now she was trying to twist her wrists in the duct tape, trying to break it. Jane watched her…nervously. Victoria was already off the spot I told her to stay in. Jane knew what would happen next.
Jane kept fidgeting, chewing her nails, playing with her hair, sitting on her little burlap cloth. Her mind was telling her not to say or do anything. But another part of her was aching to help the new girl. Maybe she could get free herself even, finally.
Jane could see the woman's breasts sticking out of her shirt and it reminded her of the first day she was there, struggling, seduced by the beautiful stranger in a bar where she worked, she too, had had a wonderful night at the fancy home of the prince who had found her…and the next day she was down here, just like the new girl with the red hair.
No one had been there to help her that day…
Victoria was really crying now, frustrated that she could not get loose. Finally, she just laid there, defeated. If she had any idea what I was going to do to her, she'd have fought like a maniac to get free.
I came back in and Jane scurried back into her corner even more as I glanced her way.
I stood over Victoria and shoved her onto her back with my boot. She screamed and tensed as I scolded her.
"What did I say ?", I asked her, "Did I tell you to stay on that spot ?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry !", she yelped in a high pitched voice, cringing.
I straddled her with my feet and bent down a bit, frowning at her.
"What am I going to do with you ?", I asked calmly, "Are you capable of following simple instructions ?"
"Yes…yes…", she quivered.
I looked up and turned my eyes to Jane, who paled and tensed the second my eyes were upon her.
"You.", I snapped my fingers, "Come here."
For a second, she froze. She knew she should come right away but her body was not cooperating.
"Come here, I said.", I sneered and pulled the chain her neck was connected to. Loud clanging echoed in the air and Victoria whimpered, unaware of what that was.
Jane came crawling over fast now, coming to her Master before she got in even more trouble than usual.
"Yes, Master.", she groveled already as I grabbed her by the hair.
I brought her over next to Victoria and said, "Down."
Jane laid down on her stomach, her legs straight as I knelt one knee on her back, keeping her there. She would've stayed there anyway, but, a little pressure never hurts.
I grabbed Victoria's face, asking her, "Do you hear that ?"
"Yes…yes…", she answered.
"Yes.", I repeated, "You have company, whore."
Victoria gave a tiny little growl at this news.
Jane was right there, her face next to Victoria's head.
I turned Victoria's face to Jane and asked her, "Do you see her, Jane ?"
Jane nodded, her eyes sad, her mouth in a little pout.
"Yea.", I agreed, "You remember that, don't you ? That's how YOU got here, right ?"
Jane nodded again, her eyes wetting a bit. Victoria was just crying a little.
"Yes Master.", Jane's voice was so small….it made Victoria more afraid now.
I moved my knee to rest on Jane's head…and now the other knee on Victoria's head.
"I bought you a little friend.", I said to Jane, "Thank me."
"Thank you Master.", Jane tried to sound appreciative. She didn't.
"And you…", I moved my fingers over the plastic around that flaming hair of Victoria's, "You have NO idea what's in store for you."
Victoria made some more noise, the fear escalating in her heart.
"If you could only see HER face…", I looked at Jane, "You might get a hint at your own future."
I smiled at Jane and softly ordered her.
"I want you to tell our new guest what it's like here.", I said.
Jane's pout turned downward, her chin trembling. She tried to think of something to say…that wouldn't anger me.
"You were scared the first time, weren't you ?", I asked Jane, as if we were discussing the first day of nursery school.
"Yes, Master.", she said tearfully, trying to hold her composure.
"Mmm hmm", I recalled, "And you're still scared NOW apparently."
Jane's eyes filled with more tears as I correctly determined that fact.
I moved to lean in to Jane's face and she leapt almost out of her skin.
"Good.", I kissed her nose, "I like you scared. That makes me very happy."
Jane gave a little whimper as I pulled her hair a little.
"I want you to do something for me, my little pet.", I said into Jane's ear.
"Look at this new piece of meat.", I turned Victoria's face back to her, "Look into her face even though she can't see you and tell her it's going to be okay. I want you to LIE to her. And tell her she's going to be just fine."
My voice was extra deadly in these words and both of them started to cry again…but they did it quietly so I allowed it.
Jane fought through the tears to croak out the words.
"You're gonna be o-you're gonna be fine.", she breathed.
Eh.
"Try and make her believe it.", I suggested now, "Even though you KNOW it's bullshit."
Victoria growled a little bit, struggling to break loose again.
Jane winced and took a breath.
"It's gonna be fine…", Jane repeated, in her frail little voice, "He's not…gonna hurt you…"
I almost laughed.
With a grin, I turned to Victoria now.
"Doe she sound believable to you ?", I asked her.
"Noooo", Victoria sobbed a little.
"No.", I repeated, "I agree. You're a horrible FUCKING liar."
Jane shivered and her fists clenched.
"I'm sorry Master.", Jane cried.
"Not yet you're not.", I informed, "But you WILL be."
I grabbed Jane's hair and demanded, "Go get your bed."
She crawled away, towards the burlap thing in the corner.
"Go get that piece of shit that I gave you for a bed, crawl.", I ordered her.
While I waited for Jane, I opened the plastic a bit more around Victoria's mouth…and I moved my fingers over her nice, full glossy lips. She trembled and didn't struggle but her breathing was distressed.
"That's all I care about right now…", I told her, "This fucking mouth of yours."
I pushed her cheeks together until the lips puckered up nicely…and I licked my tongue over them as she gave a little sob.
I slapped her face three times as Jane returned, her frayed sack of burlap between us.
"Thank you, Jane.", I took it and placed it over Victoria's face, holding it there.
"Can you smell that ?", I asked her as she coughed and gagged a bit. Urine, sweat, and misery filled her lungs.
Jane looked very ashamed, down to the floor.
With my lips almost touching Victoria's, I informed, "That's what my fucking slaves smell like."
"That's what YOU'RE gonna smell like.", I grinned as that realization came down upon her.
"Come.", I suddenly grabbed Jane's chain and pulled her over, closer to my new pet.
"Look at the little club whore I got for you.", I told Jane, "I thought she'd go well with you, a little bar slut."
"Thank you, Master.", Jane replied.
"Consider yourself OWNED.", I spat the word at Victoria. Now she was mine.
"You have NOTHING now.", I informed her coldly, "I have everything."
She stared at me, and thoughts of defiance ran through her head…but in front of me she only answered, "Yes, Master."
I had work to do to break Victoria. I stood up, grabbing Jane's dirty hair.
"You.", I regarded, "Back to your fucking hole…and take your bed with you."
"Yes, Master.", she winced and took the burlap sack as she scurried into the corner under the staircase.
Later on, after the first round of training, I decided to drag Victoria over to the same spot to hang out with Jane for awhile. I shoved her under there with my boot until they were both there.
I glared at Jane.
"If she moves her ass this time, ", I pointed at Jane, "It's YOUR fucking ass, bitch. You got that ?"
Jane nodded vigorously.
"Speak.", I demanded.
"Yes, Master.", she cringed.
"Do whatever you have to do to keep her there.", I permitted.
I walked out again, leaving them alone.
Jane started to tend to Victoria right away, not to untie her but to wipe her mouth off, to wipe some of the saliva from her face, try to ease the horror there. They were both naked now, Victoria's clothes in shreds on the floor a few feet away.
Victoria peeked and asked Jane, "How long have you been here ?"
I smiled to myself. Jane has no idea how long she's been here. She has no calendars.
Three years, seven months, and sixteen days, actually.
Jane just frowned and replied, "A really long time."
They exchanged names, that was sweet.
Victoria started to cry and Jane laid her head down on her chest, holding her, trying to comfort her. I nearly laughed as they became best friends.
"Part of the reason I chose you was because of this fair skin…", I looked at it as I dragged my nails up Victoria's other leg now, "Sooo easily marked….so fragile…and sensitive…I'm Irish, too."
Then I took both of my hands and scratched my nails up both her legs at once as she growled and tried to endure that. I could hear her suffering and it was making me warm inside. My mother's evil face flashed in my mind and I could see her in pain…at my hands…I felt so good I wanted to come right then.
Whenever Victoria or Jane would close their eyes during a particularly hard lesson, I would scold them.
"Open your eyes.", I almost shouted, "You don't GET to HIDE."
"What makes you think you're going to find any PEACE behind those eyes ?", I even denied her that much peace.
I took her head in my hands, staring into those terrified little eyes, saying, "Good. That's exactly where I want you."
The following months were filled with days of fucking, humiliation, torture, forced interaction between the two pets…contests between the two to see who could take the pain longer…and with two of them I could hurt one to get the other to perform better.
In time they became very close…too close. Even Jane began to get a little rebellious at times. But then all I had to do was hurt the other one and they got right back in line. For a long time, this was a great arrangement for me. I fed from both of them anytime I wanted. It was nice not having to hunt down my prey every night. I got a lot of work done this way, too. My music, my art…it all flourished nicely. I even took more courses in medicine to add to my already full resume.
This was a time where the demon was completely in charge. I laid down and let him take over. My human side was nearly dead now…and I wanted it to die. I had turned off any humanity I had inside me. And life hurt LESS this way, believe it or not. Being numb and evil, I felt like an animal who had no choice in it.
But, like everything else, it began to sour over time. I got bored of them. Even Victoria, who I really enjoyed hurting for a long time…because she was so similar to my mother…that even got old after a time. Even when I forced her to speak with an Irish accent, which was funny at first…but then, just sad.
I realized Victoria was not my mother. My mother was in the ground, free from ever feeling any pain again. She was free. And I was not. And that enraged me.
One night, I hosed them off, washed them, and stood them up, their hands above their heads, ankles apart, a spreader bar between them. And I allowed several men to come to my basement and bid on them. They were terrified but it had to be done. They were lucky I didn't just kill them. I thought of it but part of me had grown a little attachment to them and felt it wasn't fair to destroy them. They had been obedient little whores, for the most part.
Damn that human side of me. It's always there, even if it's just a grain of sand.
I didn't care who bought them but finally one man wanted them both. I liked the idea that they'd be together so I agreed. I didn't even say goodbye to them. I just watched while he and his men boxed them up and carried them out. I remember Jane screaming to me, not wanting to go. That was slightly touching. Victoria didn't give a single fuck. I had been very hard on her, more than Jane. I didn't blame her for hating me.
And that was the last I ever saw of them. But now here they were, as vampires, Jane doing something that was crippling me and making me so weak I couldn't even ROLL OVER !
I was fucked and I knew it. If anyone ever deserved to get me, it was these two. But Bella needed me now and I hated that I wasn't there to help her.
Victoria strode up to me and grabbed my hair, yanking my head up and that even hurt me too ! I growled out, not doing anything to resist as she strapped something tight and cold around my throat. I gagged immediately and tried to speak. I couldn't! I only choked emptily and kept opening my mouth, wanting my voice back.
She was smiling down at me, enjoying this immensely.
"Isn't he cute ?", Victoria asked Jane.
Jane was beside her, and did not have the scared eyes of a rabbit like before. No. Now her eyes were deadly and like a shark's…empty…lifeless.
I swallowed just looking at her.
"I don't see it.", Jane insulted me, "I think he's the ugliest creature I've ever seen."
I was too busy to care about her little jibes. My arms and legs were so fucking numb…I tried to wake them up.
Victoria nodded in agreement and her high heeled boot kicked me right in the balls as I tried to scream…I felt that everywhere in my body…I felt like bones just broke inside me.
"Crawl, you little slut.", she stared down at me, in distaste, "Let's go someplace private so we can be alone."
Fuck. The very words I used on her to pick her up that night. I'm dead.
It was difficult to crawl but I had a tiny bit of power left enough to do a very weak crawl across the baseball field, towards the old hospital. That's where they were taking me. I prayed no students came out here and got a glimpse of this. But no such luck. Before too long, we were almost there. I was so weak and even SWEATING venom by the time we got there, I was shivering. Every now and then Jane would hit me with some new kind of pain. There were so many to choose from. One moment it felt like fire…the next time it felt as if I were being stabbed everywhere…I even felt blood all over me…but when I looked, there was no real blood there. Next time it was a pain like rats were eating me from the inside out. This power was incredible. I wished I had it.
"He is so slow.", Jane kicked my ass with her shoe as I huffed silently and fell forward, trying to move to her liking.
"But that's okay.", Jane added, "It's fun to show MASTER all my new powers."
I tried to speak again…but still nothing came out.
"Oooh!", Victoria turned to Jane, "Do the one where it feels like he's drowning !"
I dared to shoot Victoria a look at that moment. I was kicked in the face for that….and then I started to drown…from the inside. My lungs felt like they were filling up with liquid…it was excruciating…my body felt so bloated…as if my intestines would burst at any moment…and then I couldn't breathe…even though I should be alright not breathing…I dug my hands into the dirt and convulsed as they laughed at me, enjoying the show.
They didn't rush me moving now…they allowed me to endure this for about 15 minutes. Finally, when they got bored of that they released me and I fell to the ground, sucking air like a fish out of water…I shook like a leaf.
"Come on, you little prick.", Victoria yanked my chain, forcing me back up on my hands and knees again, "We're almost there."
I wished I could just have a moment to talk to Bella one more time. To say goodbye…and not to kill herself without me. I feared that might make her change her mind back to that fate. I hoped her new friends would be there for her. She would need someone. I wished I could've been that…someone.
But I never saw it working out right for us, as much as I wanted her and loved her. Maybe it's better this way…for her. I was having a war within myself…the demon wanted to whip her and make her lick floors. The human in me wanted to take her out of this school and start a new life with her, just the two of us. To start over, to erase all the horrible things I've done to her, seal every wound I had sliced into her, body AND heart included.
But I knew I couldn't do that. I had tried to rid myself of the demon inside me so many times. He was unbreakable. He's just part of me now. And I hated that Bella would have to live with him, too. She deserved so much more. I kept waiting for her to realize that and free herself from me. I would let her go, and be happy for her that she would have a great life then.
They were sure to kill me, these two. I can't even blame them. I was evil and heartless and I fucked them up beyond repair. They were justified in taking my life. Well, at least James never got his hands on Bella. There was one small miracle there. The dream of me having revenge on James didn't even seem to matter now. I just kept thinking of Bella.
At least Bella is asleep now, I told myself, and Miss Nickles is not dead. They would find her, and see that Bella was innocent. I prayed for that. To die not knowing if Bella would be locked into some prison or mental institution was unbearable.
Then something occurred to me. What if these two bitches killed Miss Nickles and are framing Bella for it now ? Who knows how long they'd been watching us here ? What if they know all about Bella and me ? Fuck, I have to get out of here.
Eternity seemed to pass by the time we got to where they were taking me. Oh. The abandoned hospital. Where I first began to train Bella. Where I first made love to Bella, in the showers. At least I'd die in a nice place where I had great memories.
How these two knew about my secret hideouts was a little mystery but what did it matter now.
There were lots of my things around here…cages, whips, devices, tools…I had a sinking feeling that a quick death was not in my future. It would be slow…like the months I gave them.
"I think this is the place.", Jane announced as they took me into one of the rooms. I collapsed, laying there on my stomach, no energy left inside me.
Suddenly a terrible agony inside me began to grow…it felt like little insects were eating me. I curled my fingers into fists and trembled, my eyes clenching tight as it spread all through me.
"Open your eyes.", Jane said curtly, "You don't get to hide behind those eyelids."
Fuck. This is going to suck.
"Did we tell you to lay down ?", Jane asked, her voice clear and superior.
I shook my head, unable to even scream.
"Right.", she raised a brow, "On all fours. Now."
The pain remained but I still obeyed and got up on all fours. It hurt just to do that. Venom sweat dripped from my hair onto the floor below me. My legs and arms trembled violently as I tried to stay upright.
"Stay just like that until we decide what we're going to do with you FIRST.", Victoria grabbed my hair again, smugly looking down into my very weak face.
"Such a shame.", she shook her head, "So cute on the outside…so fucked up on the inside."
Truer words were never spoken.
Another strange part of Jane's power was that not only was I in pain but I was completely limp and unable to move if she wanted me that way. I almost felt human as they began to tie me up, with silver chains, one thing that could hold a vampire at his full strength. And I certainly was not at full strength. They finally chose to encase me into one of my own creations, a metal kind of box that had holes for my arms and legs…they would be closed into the box, bound with shackles inside…and then only my body and head would remain free on the outside. It could tilt back laying me down or stand me up. Right now I was in the standing position. My shoulders were visible but the rest of my arm was in the box behind me…my knees were visible…but the rest of my legs were trapped in the box also. I could hardly do a thing to stop them as they placed me into it…I couldn't even SPEAK.
Once I was secure, though, they definitely wanted me to be able to beg and scream…so the thing around my neck was being taken off.
It looked like a plain silver collar…only it had cut my voice off somehow. No one bothered to explain that to me.
I felt so sick in my stomach, as if I had a human stomach. I felt wet and hot everywhere…my clothes were still on, for now. My tank top and shorts that I had worn for class. I knew it would only be seconds before they'd cut those off my body.
In moments, my voice seemed to be coming back…the two of them were preparing things off behind me where I couldn't see.
I swallowed a couple of times and finally found my voice again. Now…what the fuck would I say ?
"Victoria…", I began, glad that my voice was back.
"Don't say my name.", she backhanded me across the face…hard. Damn ! My cheek throbbed furiously, and it felt bruised.
"Just relax, Edward.", Jane said, coming up to me on my left side, "We're going to be playing with you for a long…long…long…time."
Jane snapped on a white latex glove, and my mind imagined what she would be doing with that.
"Look…", I began, "I get it. Revenge. I'm a huge fan. And that's fine. You have every right."
"Isn't that nice ?", Victoria looked at Jane with a grin, "He ALLOWS us to get revenge on him."
"No.", I shook my head a bit, feeling dizzy somehow, "Fuck…what did you do to me ? Why do I feel
sick ?"
"You just wonder about that, baby.", Victoria was placing another chain around my neck as I blinked, hating it that my vision was off this way.
"Nice choke collar.", she complimented me, pulling it and choking me with it. I was amazed that I actually struggled to breathe when she held it tight. My whole body tensed and spasmed a bit as Jane watched me turn purple.
"What a nice shade of blue.", she finally gave me a smile as I didn't even have the ability to pass out.
"Yes, but I prefer the purple.", Victoria calmly observed as she suffocated me slowly.
After about ten minutes, she let go, allowing me a little air. I gasped and coughed, feeling my arms and legs trying to move now, to break out.
"This is going to be so much fun.", Jane predicted, "And why not ? We've waited long enough."
"True.", Victoria grinned at her, "Revenge is sweet, isn't it ? And we're just getting started."
"Jane…", I turned to her and the look she gave me almost floored me. The little sad mouse she was – was completely gone. She looked like a psycho now.
"Call me by my name one more time.", she leaned in as I tried to lean back away from her, "And I'll eat your balls right in front of you."
FUCK !
"I'm sorry.", I heard myself say softly, "I just wanted to say…I know what I did to you…I can never make it right. But-"
"But.", her red eyes flickered, "But…you don't want us to hurt you ? You want us to let you go ?"
"You wonder how long we're going to keep you…", Victoria cut in, holding a very scary looking dagger under my chin. I wondered if that could hurt me now. Anything is possible.
"If there's any way you can escape…", she continued, moving the blade down my neck to my shirt. With a little slice, she cut into the shirt and her other hand tore it off me.
"We can hear you scream but your pathetic begging needs work.", Victoria informed, and stuffed my shirt into my mouth, jamming it all the way in as I growled.
"Keep that in your mouth or Jane will fry your balls right before your eyes.", Victoria threatened.
"MMMMM", I felt my eyes narrow at them. Now I was getting pissed off…and my demon side was waking up quickly.
"Aww he doesn't like being gagged.", Jane observed, "I guess he thinks his voice is very important."
Victoria used the dagger now to slice inside the side of my gym shorts. She yanked those off and saw I was wearing black briefs underneath.
"He wears underwear now.", Victoria seemed surprised, "Every time he took his pants off, there was only his little baby cock in there."
HEY ! I gave a little growl through the shirt in my mouth. It sucks being gagged.
"You go ahead and make all the noise you want.", Victoria said to me, "We WANT to hear you scream and growl and cry…it's all we've wanted for over 40 years."
Through my gag, I garbled the words, "Well it's not going to happen!"
I doubt they knew what I said. They didn't react.
But who was I kidding ? Fuck, they had me screaming my lungs out on the baseball field.
"Save it, sweetie.", Jane tapped my cheek, "You're going to need your strength."
Victoria slid the dagger blade into my briefs and very close to my cock as I tensed, watching her closely.
"Oops…", she grinned, "Did I get too close ?"
She suddenly looked angry and jerked the blade up, slicing the briefs down the middle…she yanked them off, making my ass lift up a bit as they were yanked away.
I looked down at my cock, not erect yet but looked worried. I apologize for all that is coming next.
"This isn't turning you on ?", Jane came from my side and stared down at my flaccid cock.
"You'd better start imagining some supermodel.", she said, "If you're not rock hard in three minutes, I'm going to drive nails into that thing."
I tried to say something else…but they couldn't understand me. I closed my eyes and quickly thought of Bella…knowing they couldn't get into my head…I pictured her naked, tied to my bed…when I looked down, I was fully erect and hard as marble.
"That wasn't so hard, now, was it ?", Victoria asked sweetly and began to wrap very thin wire like things around my shaft. I growled in argument but she didn't stop a thing. I turned my head towards Jane as she began to pinch my chest nipple, just enough to harden it a bit…and then she showed me my evil clamps…the ones with sharp teeth in them.
"MMMRRRGGGGGGG", I shouted as she let the metal teeth bite into my flesh. This isn't right, I'm a vampire…this shouldn't be working on ME ! What did they do to me ?
I felt my head fall back a bit as she came around and put one on my other nipple…and that hurt worse than the first one. She twisted the dials and the teeth tightened as I screamed out loud.
At this the two of them smiled at each other, proud of themselves that they were finally doing to me what I had done to them.
"Music.", Victoria said as I panted, wondering what the fuck she was doing to my cock down there.
The thin metal wires felt very tight around my cock and almost hot as she twisted them around the head a few more times.
"This nasty little cock is going to suffer a lot from now on.", Victoria said, almost to herself.
"RRRRRR", I tried to struggle a bit more now. Jane was up near my head now, tying thin chains around my forehead, crossing over my face, clamped into the metal box, then around behind my head…then crossing over my face again…one link went over my eyelids, then another in my mouth, clamped to the box. Soon my whole face was adorned with chains. I was able to see, my eyes able to open half way.
"There.", Jane kissed the chain over my face, "No more pretty face."
"That's just for now.", Victoria said to Jane, "Right ? We're still going to burn his face off later, right ?"
"Of course.", Jane chuckled, "This is just for fun now."
Burn my face off ? I didn't do anything even CLOSE to that to THEM !
I couldn't shove the shirt out of my mouth now if I wanted to. I tried to raise my head but it was near impossible.
"NNNNNNN", I tried to protest but they still ignored me.
"Oh, don't argue, slut.", Victoria glared at me, "Consider yourself OWNED. Now you have NOTHING."
I felt my arms give a defiant jerk in the box behind me. But I was going nowhere. This was my fucking contraption.
"Not even your cute little face…", Jane said, "Not even your hard little cock. Those belong to us now. And after we're done with you…your face will be a hideous mess…and your cock…will be my new necklace. And your balls…Victoria wants them for a pair of earrings."
"Yea", Victoria smiled, "So…enjoy this torture part…this is just for us…to break you…before we really start fixing you."
Fixing me ?
I was well aware that they could very well tear pieces off me and I would still live. I wouldn't bleed or die like a human. I would just be…without those parts anymore. Fuck. They were planning some sick shit here.
I tried to ask them to take the gag out so I could talk to them…but it was too much to say through a shirt in my mouth. I'd have to wait until I could speak again.
Jane found more of the clamps with the teeth. She began to bite them into my balls and tighten them cruelly as I roared. I couldn't see well down there but it felt like she put at least six down there ! I went from wanting to beg for mercy to all out shouting and raging at them.
They took their time starting the torment on me. I guess they were savoring it so much they didn't want to rush past a single moment of it. I struggled and it did make me feel better to struggle than not. I get it now when a slave struggles.
Several times they tipped the box so I was laying flat and they were writing things on my body. Using permanent markers or something. I couldn't peek to see what they were writing but it didn't hurt me so I didn't care. I hated the helpless feeling of being at their fucking mercy as they did whatever they felt like, preparing me for the big things to come. I wished they'd get to it already.
I kept trying to listen for Bella…to see if she woke up from the sedative yet. What time is it ? Is it day or night ? I couldn't tell where I was at the moment. It couldn't be dark yet.
I gargled my protest every now and then…not caring at all if they liked it or not. On the end of my cock, Victoria tied a little rope to the wires and tied that around my neck, making my cock stand up, against my stomach, locked up, almost as if they had taken it away from me.
Then she was doing something to my balls. Tying silver strings around each one and placing little heavy weights on the other ends. I growled out when those took hold and pulled me downward. I clenched my eyes and breathed as best I could.
"I thought he'd be more angry.", Jane observed to Victoria, looking at me as I stared back at them.
"Just wait until he starts hurting.", Victoria gave my ass a couple of hard slaps behind me as I growled.
"You'll hear him.", she stated like a fact.
"Let's take the gag out.", Jane decided, and began to pull the shirt out of my mouth. There was only one chain across my mouth after that came out. It allowed me to speak.
"Before you start begging.", Jane tossed my shirt aside, "Let me remind you your own philosophy on that. Begging is useless. We're not going to be persuaded by your silver tongue. We're not going to see the error of our ways and forgive you, hug you, and go on our way. It's not going to happen. So save the begging for your afterlife, if you have one…you can beg Satan not to chew on your dick. But here, you can beg…we would love to hear it…but it won't save you."
"I know.", I said, my tone serious, "I know. Do what you have to do."
What point was there in begging them ? She was right.
"Good.", Jane said, "Now that that's out of the way…we can begin."
"Just one thing.", I cut in, my voice a bit stronger now.
"What, prick ?", Jane nicknamed me.
"Promise me that you won't hurt any of the girls in this school.", I almost demanded.
This was a gamble. If they sense that I wanted the girls unharmed, they might just hurt them to get to me. Or, maybe if I didn't fight them, they would honor that promise.
They looked shocked and looked at each other.
"WE aren't the ones who torture little girls here.", Jane eyed me with hostility, "YOU…ARE…still hurting the girls who go to this school ! You haven't changed ! Only now instead of seducing innocent women you're kidnapping little girls out of their fucking school beds !"
I almost hung my head. She was right again. They must've been watching me somehow.
"We have no intention of hurting any girl here.", Victoria chimed in, "If anything, we're SAVING them…from YOU. We don't hurt innocent girls…that's YOUR shit."
"Alright.", I said, not adding anything further to that. If they were really only going to hurt me, then that was fine. Bella was safe…they were all safe. It's just me. I was fine with that.
"Anything else ?", Jane asked me, annoyed.
I shook my head.
I could see the word SLUT in red across my thigh. Something feral inside me woke up right then.
"Then get on with it, you little skanks.", I said in my old voice…the voice they remembered. The demon.
They looked at each other, glad I went there. They laughed and seemed glad the game was on now.
"Jane ?", Victoria smirked at me and I looked at Jane, still this tiny little thing….but her eyes leveled me.
I felt like my cock was being blowtorched by the hottest flame I'd ever felt in my life.
I roared and jerked my legs…my arms…slamming my head against the metal box as they smiled at each other, celebrating…enjoying my screams…loving the show.
Five minutes later, it was still burning…but nothing was really happening to my penis really. Finally, I felt broken down…and a minute later I was begging them.
"PLEASE, NO MORE !", I heard my voice go very deep, "PLEASE ! FUCCCKKKK ! NO !"
It stopped a couple minutes later. I hung there, limply after the pain just left my cock. I panted and felt sweatier, weakly stuck there, half in the box, half out.
"Six minutes.", Victoria said to Jane, "I told you. He's not used to feeling pain. I told you he'd break fast."
"It's not about breaking him.", Jane said as she glided her eyes over my body, "It's about hurting him…over and over and over again."
I heard my own voice groaning as they discussed me. They tilted me backwards a bit as I shouted out…and Victoria was holding something in front of my face.
"Do you know what this is ?", she asked me. A very thin, silver, long thing was in her hand. It looked like a very thin, long wand, almost like something you'd use to play a triangle.
"No.", I answered curtly.
"Oh yea.", Victoria looked at Jane, "How should he refer to us ?"
"I don't want him calling ME Mistress.", Jane said without hesitation, "How about Your Majesty ?"
"Oh, please.", I spat out before I thought about it.
I got another hot jolt of pain in the balls. I screamed out and heard myself saying it.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!", I shouted and it stopped.
"You can call me Goddess.", Victoria informed me. I nearly rolled my eyes.
She waited.
"Yes, Goddess.", I said, giving her a stern look. I'd love to call her Mommy. I wondered what she'd do to me then.
When I get out of this, these bitches are going to pay. If they thought I was bad in the eighties, wait til they get a good look at me now. That was the demon talking, waiting for his chance.
"So…what's your power, Vict-Goddess ?", I asked her, taking a chance.
"I can see the future…", she said, proud of herself, "And I am part witch. I can cast spells when I want to."
Oh. That explains why I feel sick and how I'm vulnerable. It's a fucking witch's spell. Cool. Those didn't last forever.
Jane hit my mouth with a jolt of pain that made me feel like my teeth were being ripped out. I arched and howled as my lips burned. I heaved a few breaths in and out after she stopped that one…
Jane warned me.
"Don't try to figure a way out, bitch.", she sneered at me.
"No…no….", I swallowed, "I'm not…I swear…."
"Going back to this.", Victoria showed me that silver thing again, "Any idea ?"
"No, I said, Goddess.", I almost scowled the last word out.
"This…goes right into that little tiny hole in the head of your little penis.", she informed with a sugary sweet tone.
"The Hell it does !", I shouted back as she tilted the box up, standing me up in front of her.
I watched her with shocked eyes as she placed the end of this thing right at the hole in my cock. I struggled hard this time…
"NO, PLEASE DON'T !", I strained to break free, my legs battling in the box.
She kept moving, gently sliding the thing in a bit as I screamed. It was also hot and it felt like it was piercing my cock !
"OOWWWWW OWWWWW OWWWWW !", I banged my head against the box, the chains on my face jingling as she lowered it down deeper inside.
"UUGGGGGHHHHHHH!", I screamed like my guts were being torn out, "GET THAT FUCKING THING OUT !"
"You're misbehaving, slut.", Victoria smirked at me, loving having the power over me right now.
"NO, NO MORE !", I saw her pushing it further in and I threw my head back and roared like a lion. Her hand was holding my shaft as she kept pushing it in…slowly…it seemed to last forever.
"Good idea, Vic.", Jane watched, her arm around her little friend.
I winced and panted as she pushed it in even further, I felt my cock would split right open down the middle.
"NNNOOOOOOO NOOOOOOOO", I pleaded, feeling bloody tears in my eyes, "PLEASSSEEEEE"
"More.", Jane said to Victoria as I yelled and she continued piercing me with the fucking thing.
Finally, only a couple inches of the silver thing was sticking out of my cock and I hated the sight of it as they let it stay in there.
"PLEASE TAKE IT OUT, PLEASE !", I felt so weak now I was not above the humiliation of begging.
"No.", Victoria smiled at me, "Be good and maybe I won't shock that thing. Skank."
I made myself shut up as they found some more ways to cause me pain. They began to shock the clamps on my nipples and I bellowed as they kept doing that over and over again. They seemed to like that.
"Remember all the times we would scream and HE would tell us to control our bodies…be quiet..", Jane reminisced.
"Oh yea.", Victoria recalled, "SILENCE. He just hated the noise of our screams."
"He's not too quiet, is he ?", Jane asked.
"Not at all.", Victoria chuckled.
Then they began to shock the clamps on my balls. I growled and roared so loud the echoes kept jumping back at me.
"Open those legs.", Jane demanded, "Open them! Keep them STRAIGHT."
I growled, angry and opened them as wide as they would go. I glared at her, breathing hard as she touched the two nubs to my metal clamp that was biting into my lower balls. She zapped me and I screamed again.
The longer this went on, the weaker I seemed to feel. I had a little fight left in me…but not much.
I closed my eyes and felt blood coming out of them, running down the sides of my face as they discussed what to do with me next. My body was shaking…against my will.
Next Victoria was sitting on my face, making me lick her pussy as she suffocated me.
"Come on, lick…", she teased, "Lick if you want some air soon. Or else you're going to smother."
I licked her like it was the last pussy I'd ever lick…I shoved my tongue in there and fucked her with it, swirling and doing everything I could to get her off….and get her off ME.
"Oooh.", she grabbed at her own hair, "He's not bad at this."
She came a couple of times…but then when she got off me, she said, "You are worthless at eating pussy."
I glared at her, knowing that's what I told her once when I forced her to do it to Jane. She was getting even now.
"Say it.", she taunted me, "Say I am worthless at eating pussy."
"Okay.", I breathed, "You are worthless at eating pussy."
I screamed out as Jane hit me with a new wave of pain. This time a stabbing pain right in my chest.
Then Jane was taking off her underwear and climbing on top of my face. I growled out, trying to turn my head but she numbed my entire body…leaving me only my tongue to move as she forced her rank little crotch on my mouth. I guess it made sense, I had never given them any pleasure when they were mine, but my cock was always in their mouths.
My legs tried to break free as she cut off my air, taking her ride on my tongue as I dropped the resistance and did what I had to do. She was screeching out above me and coming in my mouth...then two more times she came after that before she released me. I panted and gagged silently as they had to agree I was pretty damn good at eating pussy.
"Let's play with this now.", Victoria tapped the tip of the silver thing in my penis with her fingernail.
"OWWW", I shouted out, "NO please…Goddess…please take it out."
"You're funny.", she answered and began taking my little shocker toy to the silver thing.
"Please….", my body tried to break loose again.
"I love how sweetly you say please…please….", she laughed, amused.
Twice she shocked me through the entire shaft as I screamed.
On the third try my inner demon broke out.
"You fucking CUNT !", I felt my eyes glow red now, "If you do that one more time, I'll rip your throat
out !"
Jane came closer now, getting back into this. I didn't care right now. If I was going to be tortured endlessly, I would go down fighting, not begging like a little bitch.
"You're being rude, slut.", Jane stared me down.
"Fuck you too, you tiny scared bitch!", I shot at her with my mouth too, "You were always afraid of your own shadow…for years ! Now you're all big and bad because you have me chained up ! Fuck you ! You're just a scared bitch with a power now ! You're still NOTHING ! And you'll always BE NOTHING !"
Damn it felt good to say all that. But now…I would pay for it.
"Would you like to keep your cock, you little bitch ?", Jane asked me calmly, "Because…we are still undecided on that point. I think we should saw it off right in front of you…but Victoria says if we keep it on you, we could have a lot more fun in the future torturing that little piece of shit between your legs."
Victoria smiled at Jane then at me.
I swallowed and gritted my teeth.
"Yes, please.", I forced myself to say the two words. But my stare was not a weak one this time.
"Convince us.", she folded her arms, waiting.
That was a fun conversation. Even after everything I said I don't think they bought it. I was sure to lose my dick…someday.
Hell, even I wasn't convinced that I should keep it.
Next, Jane started a pain in me that felt like she was burning my cock with fire.
"Just relax.", Jane smirked at me as I screamed, howling like a wounded dog, "It's only a little pain. I thought you were tough."
"NNNNNNOOOOOOOOO", I hollered as they kept going, not giving a shit about my pain.
I was wordless minutes into this, thrashing and growling in my agony.
I got a one minute break after they finished that little episode for now.
Not begging, I just hung there, waiting for the next round. I wasn't even trying my wrists or ankles anymore.
Bella's POV:
I blinked and my eyes began to slowly open. I was in a very silent place…there was no noise at all. It was weird. I was on something very soft…as I focused my eyes, I saw I was laying on a white surface…like a very soft mattress. All I could see was white…I was in a padded room. The floor, walls, even ceiling were padded with white mattress looking things. I was in something, too. On my body.
I looked down and saw a straight jacket on me. I almost hyperventilated. This was my biggest fear. To end up here, like this.
I couldn't even sit up right without my arms. They were crossed in front of me…and the sleeves buckled behind me at my spine, holding me. I had to roll over onto my back…and then make my upper half sit up without support. It was hard but I finally made it.
At the padded door, there was a little window near the top that was closed.
"HEY !", I shouted, feeling more angry with every second, "HEY ! You can't do this ! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ! You can't just lock me up this way !"
I called and called…finally the window opened. Dr. Carlisle was there looking in at me.
"Dr. Carlisle.", I called him.
The door opened and he stepped inside.
"Hello, Bella.", he greeted me with concern, "May I sit down ?"
I shivered and nodded.
He sat across from me, a couple feet away.
"Listen…", I said, panicked, "I didn't do anything to Miss Nickles. She's fine ! She left to go to another school."
He shook his head and was about to answer but I cut him off.
"Where's Mr. Cullen ?", I asked, "Just…get him here…he'll explain…I just need to talk to him for a minute."
I didn't want to involve him or implicate him in any way…and I wouldn't. But I was out of my mind, being locked up in this shit that I was that desperate.
Where the Hell was he, anyway ?
"Who ?", Dr. Carlisle asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.
"Mr. Cullen.", I repeated, "I just need to ask him something…"
I just needed him here…to spring me.
"Is this a family friend or something ?", he asked.
I felt my body flinch involuntarily.
"Mr. CULLEN.", I almost shouted it, "The gym teacher…the music teacher…"
He knows who Mr. Cullen is.
"In Forks ?", he asked me.
"NO.", I yelled, "Here ! You know him ! He's been in your office a couple times with me already this year ! Mr. Cullen."
Dr. Carlisle made a very confused face now.
"I've never heard that name.", Dr. Carlisle said, and his face said he really believed it, he wasn't just fucking with me.
"This isn't funny.", I breathed, getting very upset now.
"Bella, it's alright.", Dr. Carlisle said even more softly now, "Don't get upset."
"I'm not getting upset.", I felt tears in my eyes, "I want Mr. Cullen. Go get him. You KNOW who he is."
"The…gym teacher.", he repeated, as if I were nuts.
And he was pretending to go along so I wouldn't go crazier.
"YES !", I shivered. This was freaking me out.
"Alright…", he carefully stood up, not making any sudden moves, "I'll go get him. I'll bring him back here."
Now he's fucking humoring me. Bastard.
"Wait…Dr. Carlisle…", I felt tears forming in my eyes, "He's the gym teacher…you know…nice looking…white skin…the dark copper hair…you know who I'm talking about, right ?"
"Yes, of course.", he smiled at me, putting a hand on my shoulder, "I'll get him for you. Relax and stay here. I'll be right back with him."
I frowned at him and exhaled. He really doesn't know who I'm talking about. What the fuck ?!
"Wait.", I pretended I couldn't breathe…I gasped and bent over a bit.
"Oh my God.", Dr. Carlisle came over to me, "Bella ? Are you alright ?"
He was so close to me…I made my move now.
I slammed my head so hard into his, hoping it would be enough to knock him out. I got lucky. He went down, onto his back, not moving.
My own head was really sore now. But I didn't have time for that. I winced and began to jerk my shoulder back and forth…the one I had dislocated in the ice this winter. I never tried this before but I knew once you dislocated a shoulder, you could pop it back out again whenever you wanted.
I knew it would hurt but I had to get out of here. Something was horribly wrong. There IS a Mr. Cullen. I'm not that creative to make THAT shit up.
Finally, the horrible pain was upon me and I held in my scream….my arm hung low on one side and now I could get the fucking jacket thing off. I pulled it up over my head and placed it over Dr. Carlisle. I switched off the lights and snuck out of the padded room, locking Dr. Carlisle in there.
Putting my arm back into the socket was rough. I once saw Mel Gibson slam his shoulder into the wall to do this. I did it now. It went back in but I never felt anything so painful before. I didn't have time to dwell on it, though, and I took off, searching.
Where would he be ? It was already dark outside and I was running, going to the gym. Maybe he was in his office. That's stupid, he doesn't LIVE there. I went anyway…knocking on his office door….no answer. No lights on. He wasn't here. I ran then to the music school. I found him there once. With every step I took I grew more and more panicked. I even asked a couple teachers along the way if they saw Mr. Cullen. They had no idea who he was either.
"Oh my God.", I cried as I searched every room in the music school. I didn't find anyone. I was shivering, grabbing my own hair…then I got a brilliant thought. The KENNELS ! Rage and Fury ! I ran there next, careful to stay away from lit up roads and places where they might be looking for me. I kept myself in the shadows…I finally got to the kennel and DID find Rage and Fury there.
"Thank God.", I breathed, letting them out of their cages, "You guys know Mr. Cullen, right ?"
They barked and started to run…I followed them as fast as I could…and when I started to slow they came back to me and pulled me by my sleeves. Something IS wrong. They led me far off, away from the school…towards the old hospital where Master would bring me lots of times.
Edward's POV :
"What a pretty face…", Jane was holding my chin as I jerked my face away from her touch. They had taken the chains off my face and gagged me with a thick marble ball gag.
"Don't be like that, you little pig.", she slapped my face harder now and I gave a little growl.
Victoria was making little marks with the black marker…dashes…right where my shoulder was. My other arm was also marked the same…as if that's where some kind of cut would be made. I looked at that, confused, as she moved down to my thighs….and began to make more dashes there…as if that's where my legs would be sliced off. They were mind fucking me.
Jane was writing something across my cheek as I tried to get my face away from her.
I was being combative at the moment, tired of them…tired of them touching me…talking to me…Bella needs me…I have to get out of here.
She's awake now…I couldn't hear her very well but I could hear her voice…it was very light…I couldn't make out what she was saying. What the fuck ? How are these bitches fucking with my abilities ?!
This is pissing me off. I would not have them fucking with my connection to Bella.
They had tied my cock underneath me, as if it were gone already. They had me standing up now, out of the metal box…my upper half bent over, my ass exposed, my hands still bound in chains behind my back. They were discussing fucking me in the ass with a strap on. They were letting me hear every word of it, too. I struggled, my weight all on my toes as I dangled from ropes that held my waist and neck, connected to the ceiling above me.
"RRRRRRR", I growled, not wanting anything in my ass. I knew the more I protested, the more they'd want to do it.
They decided that Jane would fuck me first. I thrashed my chest around a bit, hating the hard ball in my mouth, my teeth tight against it as they approached me again.
"Aww he looks scared.", Victoria taunted as she walked in front of me, my eyes deadly as they glared back at her.
Look again, bitch.
"Hey, you fucked us in the ass.", Jane reminded, "Payback is a bitch."
I tried to get away from her but Victoria grabbed the chain around my neck, tightening it.
"Don't worry.", Victoria put her fingers on my lips, "We're going to take this out of your mouth…"
She was taking the ball gag out and I was glad about that. But then she was strapping on a black dildo at her own waist now. I just looked at her with disgust. Glancing behind me, Jane had a similar strap on thing around her waist too.
"You're going to suck my dick while Jane fucks you in the ass.", Victoria informed with a sweet smile, "And you better suck me good or I won't be so nice to you when it's my turn back there."
I wanted to say "Don't." But it was useless.
I could feel Jane spreading my ass cheeks. I winced, jerking my arms defiantly as she inspected me.
"Behave bitch", she said, "Or I'll unleash shit inside you that they haven't even NAMED yet."
It seemed endless as they took their turns with me. Every time I tried to fight back and resist them I got hit with the pain again…a different one each time.
"Aww look at us.", Jane had commented at one point, "We're all together again, just like old times."
The thing that sucked the most is…I deserved this. It's nothing I hadn't done to them…and so many others. I'm sure they were all watching, their ghosts cheering them on.
When they tired of this game, they let me hang there, broken…defeated and filled with shame and agony.
For the first time in centuries, I realized how it felt to be my slave. Is this what Bella feels ? I almost wept at the thought of it…and then she smiles at me and lies to me, telling me she's fine and she loved it…and loves me.
I felt bloody tears on my face and they let me be alone for a few minutes while they cooked up a new game. I tried to hear Bella…I couldn't. And that hurt me most of all. Did they sedate her again ? Would they take her away from the school ? Would the police come and get her ? I had to get to her first.
At one moment, Victoria was holding Jane's hand and I realized they were a couple. Woah…so I kinda brought them together. I would love to see their faces if I said that out loud to them.
If I could get them into a relaxed mood, maybe I could make a break for it somewhere and get to Bella.
I began to devise a way to get out of this. Divide and conquer.
"I can't wait to castrate you…", Jane was saying to me, "I would love to feed it to you and watch you swallow it. Would you like that, you little slut ?"
My bravery was back and I said, "No, I wouldn't."
Her pleasant face turned psycho again and I was on my ass again, curled into a ball, my stomach ripping apart inside…I groaned and panted, trying not to scream…but it was so hard to keep it in...then the pain ramped up even higher.
"UUGGGHHHHHHH", I finally shouted out, my fists behind me, my toes curling as the pain even seemed to go there…
"This little whore doesn't understand yet…", Jane said to Victoria, "That he's our little toy now. And he better be FUCKING compliant to everything we SAY !"
I could hardly open my eyes with the pain…I truly would've believed my intestines were outside my body if I couldn't see it with my own eyes that I was fine on the surface.
"Say it, you little bitch.", Jane increased my pain, as I cried out, "Say that you will be a good little bitch. Say it or the pain gets worse. And it won't stop until you say it."
Fuck.
"I'll be a good little bitch.", I said the words. It didn't mean I had to MEAN them. The demon rolled his eyes and walked away from me.
"Again.", she urged.
I exhaled and winced.
"I'll be a good little bitch…", I said more clearly now.
The pain just stopped instantly. I laid there, still in my fetal position, trying to catch my breath.
"Clean him up.", Jane said to Victoria, "He's all messy."
Jane walked out of the room. I saw a golden opportunity to manipulate Vicky a little.
Victoria walked over to me and smiled, grabbing my choke chain around my neck.
"Come.", she made kissing sounds, making me walk on my knees towards the showers.
Gently, I said to her, "Does she always boss you around like that ?"
Victoria glanced back at me, leading the way.
"She's not bossing me around.", she corrected.
"It sounded like an order to me.", I said quietly, "But it's okay. I get it. She has the better power. It's only fair that she's in charge."
There you go. Swallow that Vicki.
"Her power is NOT the better power.", she said defensively, "If it wasn't for MY power, we wouldn't even have YOU now."
"Why ?", I asked, moving slow on purpose.
"I could see things…that set this up…", she said, being evasive, "I figured out how to make you vulnerable…I saw…well…never mind. "
"I think you are the stronger one.", I lied, acting as if I admired her, "Even…back then…I knew you were the one to watch. I just don't like seeing her push you around. It's none of my business."
We were at the showers now and she connected my leash to the bars next to the shower. She turned only one faucet all the way, clearly upset about something. Great. It was the hot water…and the steam was everywhere as it came down over me while I knelt there, looking up, letting the water move down my face and hair. It did feel very nice, actually. For a human, they'd be scalded.
She was looking at me, letting me get wet without touching me.
I smiled at her, making my face act nice. Let her think I prefer her over Jane. Then Victoria can take Jane out…that pain thing will go away…and it's just her I'd have to deal with. No problem.
"So…", I swallowed, the water in my lips as I asked her, "What is my future ? Now ?"
She smirked at me.
"Not good.", she informed joyfully, "You're going to be with us now…for the rest of your days…eventually you will break…you'll obey like a hungry dog. Occassionally, we will allow you a little blood…just enough to keep you pretty. With no arms or legs, you'll never be able to get away…you'll just be a living thing kept around to entertain us. But eventually, even WE will get sick of torturing you…and we'll just toss you into the fire…it'll be a really romantic night…for US."
I fought the urge to struggle and watched the water move down my body, the letters from the marker not fading yet.
"I deserve that.", I agreed quietly, looking down.
"Yes, you do.", she said with ice in her voice.
After another minute, she turned off the water and led me back to where Jane was…no soap…okay. I was glad I was a better Master to my pets than she was.
Jane began to complain when she saw me that I was still dirty. Victoria frowned and asked, "Was I supposed to soap him up and buff his nails, too ?"
Uh oh. Dissension in the ranks. Perfect.
"Forget it.", Jane picked up a cloth and roughly rubbed it over my face as my eyes clenched.
I understood this because I was the same way. I liked cleanliness in my slaves. Maybe that part of me rubbed off on Jane.
"Thank you, Your Majesty.", I said sweetly to her, trying to create a little jealousy between them. It was worth a try.
Your Majesty. She wishes.
"Ready for more, slut ?", she took the chain around my neck.
"Yes, Your Majesty.", I said, playing the part of the good little slave.
One of my cages was there, dangling a few feet off the floor. It was a nice square one, with rectangle long openings in it.
Victoria opened it and Jane said, "Get in, little pig."
I went, knowing I'd have more chances to dig under their little partnership. I was sure in a couple of days I'd have them at each other's throats.
Once inside the cage, my legs came out the slats in the front. My lower legs dangled off the ground as Jane shackled my wrists to the bars behind me. The chain around my neck was laced through the bars behind my head…locked down so I couldn't move my head much.
"Expertly done, Your Majesty.", I complimented her, and saw Victoria give a little squint with her eyes as she slammed and locked the cage door with a padlock.
"Shut up, pig.", Jane was not falling for it as fast as Victoria had. I guess it made sense. I had Jane for a longer time and I did unspeakable things to her.
I knew all this polite shit would go away as soon as she started to hurt me again. I couldn't keep my demon quiet during that.
"Are you enjoying your first day with us, pig ?", Jane interviewed me.
I sarcastically answered.
"It's been a thin slice of heaven.", I didn't hide the sarcasm in my voice.
"This little bitch has some mouth.", Victoria noticed.
"That's alright.", Jane looked over me slowly, "We have DECADES to teach him some manners…centuries…"
"Your Majesty…", I cut in, using my manipulation tactics again, "May I ask something…before we begin again ?"
She liked my manners.
"Go on."
"Is is true…", I asked, "That you plan to cut my arms and legs off…and…keep me…forever ? Until you burn me, that is ?"
Jane looked pissed that I had this information. I knew she would be.
Now she was looking at Victoria, clearly annoyed.
"I mean…", I continued, "I don't mind…I just wanted to know…"
I nearly laughed at the looks they were exchanging. This was going to be too easy.
"Victoria…", Jane said, "How does he know about that ?"
"It's not Victoria's fault…", I defended her, "I mean…Goddess' fault…I made her tell me."
Take a sip of that.
"You…made her….", Jane kept eyeing Victoria, "How does a slave MAKE you tell him something ?"
I smiled a little shyly.
"I think Goddess likes me.", I glanced at Victoria, "Even though she's mad at me right now…we always shared something special…even from day one."
Jane was really jealous now. You could almost SMELL it.
This is a big reason I gag my slaves when I have more than one before me. Words are sometimes more deadly than whips or canes.
"We'll discuss this later.", Jane shot to Victoria.
"Yes, pig, it's true.", Jane turned to me now, "Before we leave here in a couple days, we will remove your arms…legs…maybe your sweet little penis…we'll see…and then you will be placed in the very same burlap sack you gave me for a bed. You'll live in there, smelling that slave smell you were so fond of once…and we will return home. Oh, you'll never see our home. Only the basement. We have a nice little box there for you to live in. And once in awhile, maybe, we'll feed you…and take you out for some more painful fun…and that will be your life…just like it was OUR lives…when you had us. Anything to say ?"
"No, Your Majesty.", I said. I really wanted to tell them to fuck themselves…but as long as they wouldn't hurt any girl in the school here…I was fine with my fate. If I had to determine a sentence for me to serve, this was very fitting. Maybe, someday, they would kill me…then I would be free…finally.
"Then, let's begin.", Jane was disappointed that I didn't fight more over my life sentence. But she wasn't aware I was still working to get out of it.
"Stick your tongue out, pig.", Jane said to me a few seconds later…I stuck it out and she opened one of the metal sharp toothed clamps…placing it to the tip of my tongue…and letting the teeth bite into it.
Since I was now vulnerable, it did fucking hurt. I arched and growled, my wrists jingling behind me.
"Keep it out.", Jane had more clamps in her hand, "Bring your face to the bars…stick it out all the way."
I put my face to the bars as she said, cutting off my air a bit with the choke collar tightening and put my tongue out completely, my eyes clenched.
"Open your eyes.", Jane raised her voice, "You don't deserve any peace in those closed eyes."
Shit. She really DID remember everything I said to her, didn't she ?
I opened my eyes and watched as she pinched a clamp to the right of the first one….I kept my eyes open, groaning as the sharp teeth sunk into my soft tongue…then another clamp…then another…and another…I began to get loud by the fourth one.
"Hurts ?", she asked me, smiling like a little girl.
I nodded.
"Tell me.", she urged.
"IT hrrttsss", I said, my speech a bit off with the clamps on my tongue.
"Good.", she tugged on the first one she'd placed, bringing my face closer to hers.
"That's right where I want you.", she used my words again, "Do you THINK I give a FUCK about ANYTHING you're FEELING ?!"
Damn. I'm a bastard. I did say those things.
I shook my head.
"Say it.", she snapped.
"Nnnn YYrrr MMJJSSttyyy", I answered.
The fucking things were throbbing in my tongue…I couldn't even put my tongue back into my mouth with these things all around it.
"Keep your face there…and that tongue out.", Jane ordered, "Your tongue is the only valuable part of you."
"Ysss Yrrr Mjjsssttyyy", I was playing good boy now.
Victoria and Jane went on to putting the sharp toothed clamps all over my body…each from their own side of the cage. The pain was intense but not as bad as Jane's power could make it. I laid my face to the bars in the cage and kept my eyes open as they bit into me…my back…my ribs…my balls…my legs…my feet…in between the toes ! Oh you bitch Victoria…that was a good idea. My ass was next…and with each one I growled and panted, trying not to scream out…yet at least.
"Wow…you have a lot of these.", Victoria said to me as she clamped one onto my cheek, right below my eye.
"RRRRRRR", I flinched, that area especially sensitive.
"This is like decorating a Christmas tree.", Jane said, placing a clamp on the side of my neck.
"UUGGGHHH", I winced. They were both having a great time, slowly abusing me.
Suddenly, there was a great crash in the distance…and a bark.
My boy ! Rage.
I tried to compel him to go away…to get out of here and take Fury with him. I wasn't sure if it would work since these bitches were fucking with my power now…but I tried it with all my might.
I smelled something…the most wonderful smell I'd ever known.
Oh no. No. No. No. Bella get out of here…what the fuck are you doing ?
END OF CHAPTER 44