Chapter Two-Hundred and Eighty-Two

John curled around himself, his stomach twisting painfully with the hunger from more than four days without food, and only enough water to keep him alive. He hadn't been granted a trip to the restroom in hours, and his bladder felt like it was about to explode if he didn't get a chance to relieve himself soon. "God damnit…" He groaned, rocking back and forth in an attempt to stop the pain. "Leon!" He shouted, praying that the asshat would hear him. "Leon! Bathroom!"

Mathew scoffed, rolling his eyes as he watched the kid squirm in pure agony. "What the hell did you do to piss him off so bad?"

"His niece is obsessed with me, but I'm engaged to another girl." He moaned in pain as his stomach began to feel like it was starting to eat itself. "LEON!" He screamed, the veins on his neck starting show through the skin on his neck. "LEON! DON'T MAKE ME TAKE A PISS IN HERE!"

Leon appeared a few moments later, opening the door and grabbing John by the collar of his jumpsuit. "This is the last time I'm coming to get you. It's three in the fucking morning, I'm not getting out of bed to get you to the bathroom again." He shoved John into one of the bathroom stalls, listening as a zipper was undone and John relieved himself with a sigh.

"Thank you…" He whispered, leaning against the stall for a moment before he was forced back into his cage.

"Don't bother me again." He growled, pushing John so hard that his weakened body collapsed to the floor.

John coughed, pushing himself onto all fours as he spoke. "Yes, Sir…" He rasped, his voice hoarse from lack of water.

Leon scowled at John's busted toes, watching as Maddy rewrapped the kid's foot. "You better be able to fight tonight." He spat, watching as John's eyes turned from their usual brown, to the black he'd learned was anger. "Jessica will be by later. Don't try anything unless she asks."

John nodded, his body going lax when Leon had left. "I'm so sick of fighting." He breathed, flinching as Maddy pulled the wrapping too tight on his foot.

Maddy nodded, remembering the tapes from John's fights in Mexico. "Just give Jessica what she wants. It'll stop."

"No. I can't betray Claire. I would rather die fighting, than live with the guilt of betraying her." He glared at nothing, feeling a thin needle pressing into his neck just moments before his world went black.

Jessica smiled as John's head lolled to the side, able to see that he was starting to come too. "Morning sleepy head." She brushed his hair out of his face, rubbing her thumb along the line between his furrowed brows. "How do you feel?"

John cracked his eyes open, stiffening when he saw that he was completely naked. "What the-" He was cut off by Jessica's hand over his lips.

"Shh…" She whispered, letting her other hand travel down to just below his hips to tease him. "Here, maybe this will help you relax." She took her blouse off, unclasping her bra to show her breasts to him. "I promise, if you fuck me, I'll get Uncle Leo to let you out." She straddled his hips, pressing her breasts to his pecs and moving herself against his manhood. "All you have to do, is say yes, and I'll let you out of these chains so that you can fuck my brains out."

He fought the feeling of the blood rushing to his genitals, gritting his teeth as he tried to force the blood back to any other spot in his body. "No." He growled, his eyes going so dark they looked like ink. "I'd rather take the punishments than the guilt." He pulled at the shackles around his wrists. "Now, kindly get off of my dick and put your damn shirt on."