Chapter 3: Montbeliard, France

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The pain was intense. I felt my body screaming, and the more I tried to pull my fingers in the worse it seemed to get. I was strapped down to a chair with a belt across my middle and my arms were tied to the arms of the chair. "Please!" I cried out as I felt my eyes welling up with tears. "Please! No more!" I shouted again as I clenched my lids shut tight hoping that would block out some of the pain, but it was to no avail.

"Who signed the pact with you?!" Came the same voice I'd heard from the earlier dream. I knew I had absolutely no control over this. I'd have to take the pain and watch along. "No one! I-I signed nothing of sorts!" I heard my own voice yell.

"Lies!" I heard the monsignor yell from somewhere above. I opened my teary eyes and took in the blurry sight in front of me. I could see a blonde man seated in front of me hunched over my left hand and saw he had a contraption that held my fingers. He twisted a screw tightening the slabs of metal on my fingers. I could feel it squeezing my knuckles. I'd also had some other contraption strapped around my neck it looked like a wrench, however then ends were sharpened into two-pronged forks, and they were pressing into my sternum and under my chin. Obviously preventing me from passing out during this torture. I screamed again as he tightened the knuckle crusher some more.

"Please. Please." I gasped begging this man to end this madness.

"Oh. Tut, tut, tut. Adrienne. We haven't even started the hard stuff yet." The man replied with a glint in his eye as he released my now broken knuckles from his contraption.

"Madame. Just admit the truth, and all of this will end. We will stop." The monsignor said catching my attention. I sent a glare up the stone steps where he stood by the door next to the two guards that had been in the hall. I sighed in relief as the man put the contraption back on one of his many shelved torture devices.

"Keep at it Monsieur. Until she can come to terms with her truth." The monsignor said before turning on his heel and leaving me at the mercy of this man.

The silence was deafening as he turned to grab another device from his torture shelf. I sighed feeling my eyelids become heavy as my head bobbed only to be awoken by a sharp pain under my chin and breastbone. I cried out in surprise. My body exhausted from the hours of pain.

"Alright, Adrienne." The man said looking at me appreciatively. "Let us begin." He finished holding up another weird contraption.

"No. No. Please." I tried again now pulling at my restraints. The man gave me a pained look as he slammed his hand on my left arm preventing me from moving it even an inch. I gulped holding my head up as to prevent the forks from jabbing under my chin. His eyes continued to glance towards the door.

"Let us not make this any worse than it already is." He said now gripping my chin and moving this new contraption to my mouth. "All we're asking for is the truth." He said. "If you cannot tell us that, then we shan't have you to speak at all." With that, the pear-shaped end was put into my mouth. I felt confused as to what this would do, but I really didn't want to find out.

The man began to turn the key at the end of it and I could feel the part in my mouth begin to open. I made a slight noise out of shock only to have the man chuckle slightly with a shake of his head. "Now is where it gets interesting." He finished with another turn of the key I felt the sharp tabs on the end begin to push into the roof of my mouth and into my tongue pinning my tongue to the bottom of my mouth leaving me unable to talk.

"There we go." He said moving to untie my arms and re-tying them behind me in the chair. He unbuckled the belt around my mid-section and stood me up slowly moving me to a different contraption. On that was made of wood. It had four legs like a table. Only instead of a flat table top, it was just one triangular shaped beam. I made a noise as I attempted to pull away from the burly man. "Enough!" He snapped pulling my arm roughly along with him. Next thing I knew he was tying a new rope to the one binding my hands together. He tossed it up over a hook that was hanging up high towards the ceiling and he then bent at the waist gathering the skirts of my dress up. "C'mon, Lass. Up you get." He muttered hefting me off the ground with a squeal.

He then dropped me onto the point of the bar. I questioned whether this was going to hurt at all until I felt the man pulling me up by the ropes. My arms burned in pain as they were pulled up at an awkward angle. The weight of my body was all resting my shoulders and arms when I was suddenly dropped down on the point of the wooden beam again. I cried out feeling all my weight pressing down on my most sensitive of areas.

"Well, witch…? Anything to say?" One of the guards asked from up by the door. My eyes hardened in a glare as my head shook back and forth. I heard the torturer sigh as he yanked on the rope again. I felt my shoulders screaming in protest to the sudden ache as I was lifted in the air again. I heard my grunt of pain as I bit the inside of my cheeks to prevent from crying out.

"The truth shall set you free, Lass." the torturer said in his heavy Irish accent as he dropped my body back to the wooden triangle. I grimaced behind the pear-shaped contraption still digging into the top of my mouth, and into my tongue. The torturer then released the rope leaving me to sit on the pointed end of the wood beam. He came closer his hands going to the key end of the contraption and twisted it so the pear end closed allowing me to move my jaw again. I took a gulp of air filling my lungs during this resting period.

"Adrienne. This would all stop if you simply admit your guilt." The torturer said his hands resting on the beam on either side of my body. I watched as his eyes seemed to linger on my exposed thighs.

"I'd rather die with an innocent soul, then live condemned as a witch." I muttered back to him leaning in closer to his face. "You should know that, Gerard." I finished lowly my eyes sending daggers. Gerard's eyes glanced up in the direction of the guards. Worry plain on his face.

"Now, Don't start that, my dear." He muttered. Leaning in again I could almost feel his lips in my ear. "As far as I know. I was bewitched into your bed those nights." He threatened. "You talk; I talk." He finished pulling away with a glint in his eye.

I looked up seeing the guards, not at their post and frowned. "Wh- where have the-?"

"Away," Gerard smirked his hands now at my thigh gripping the pale flesh there. "Gerard." I began my voice held a new raw emotion. "Hush." He began leaning into me. "I know your secret, my sweet."

"And I, yours. Monsieur." I tacked on the last word with a grin. He scoffed at me.

"Aye, Lass. However, who do you think the good townspeople of Montbeliard shall believe?" He said his grip on my thigh nearing painful. "The woman with a long list of promiscuities, and several other charges of witchcraft? Or, the man that gets the accused to repent their sins, and sends them away with a clean conscience, and a new soul free of sins."

I scoffed as he released my thigh leaving a painful red mark where his hand had been. He marched over to the rope and before he could start pulling. "What if I could help you get home?" I said it so quickly I could barely hear the words accurately.

"What in gods name makes you think I'd want to go back there…?" He asked his eyes narrowing at me.

"Gerard." I began running my hands back and forth over the pointed end of the beam. "I know you. I remember your stories of your life back in Ireland before you became a condemned man. I'd certainly get homesick after 3 years." I watched the wheels turning behind his icy blue eyes.

"Mmm, no." He said with a shrug as he yanked on the rope propelling me upwards again. I yelled out of surprise my eyes doubling in size at the pain again. "Gerard. Please." I begged.

He dropped me without any hesitation slamming my body back onto the wooden beam. I was gasping for breath trying to adjust my body to my new position. "Don't bother, lass. Keep moving like that and you're liable to get a splinter." He chuckled as he wiped his sweat covered hands on a rag he'd kept on one of his shelves. "Gerard," I whispered softly my head tiredly hanging low now.

I felt him come closer, I could smell his scent suddenly. His hands gently rested on my thigh again. "Adrienne…" I heard him mutter softly.

Turning my head I faced him leaning my forehead against his and my eyes fluttered closed. "I-. You know I don't enjoy this." He said. I moved my head now getting right range of motion and pressed my lips to his. His arms went around my body and pulled me closer. I moaned at the gentle human contact, he lifted me from the beam easily and set me down on the nearest flat surface- which happened to be the rack. The newfound closeness affected my body more than I showed, I could feel him through his britches. His hardness right at my core.

Unfortunately, the friction from the previous torture only caused the already sensitive nub to be more sensitive. I gasped as his hands moved from around me to my hips for him to jerk me closer to him.

"Hmmm. As much as I'd like to say that you don't affect me. You do." He admitted huskily his left hand jumped to my nape of my neck sliding into my long dark hair. His blue eyes matched mine as our icy cool gaze began to heat up. I melted into the kiss as I pulled my tied hands, trying to undo the bindings. He chuckled in response to my frustrated groan. "What? Not enjoying it?" He muttered against my mouth. I huffed in response my hands still bound at the wrist no matter what I tried.

Reaching deep down into myself I felt the coil of power and willed myself to be free only to be tied still. I groaned in annoyance only to feel him smirking against my lips, "Trouble?" He asked softly.

"What-what did you do?" I asked breathlessly.

"Well, I torture accused witches. You didn't actually expect me not to take precautions just in case the accusations proved true. I have the place hexed against magic- even my own." His mouth resumed its assault against mine. I groaned as his hands moved between my legs under the skirts of my dress. "Gerard." I gasped in surprise as his other hand jumped to his britches and began untying the laces. "Yes." I moaned softly.

"You'll have to get a little louder; unless of course you'd like for us to be caught." He muttered. Suddenly his pushed his length into me without warning. I cried out and felt his hands moving up my bare legs and reaching my hips under the dress. I was left bare from my waist down, I cried out again when I felt him slam into me. "Oh god," I whispered his ear right by my lips as he kissed down to my neck, "Harder." I groaned out my head lolling back in ecstasy.

"Your wish is my command, Lass." He replied his hand in my hair gripping it harder as his other yanked my hips towards him.

Kayla woke up breathing heavy; her heart was pounding and she could feel the remnants of what she'd been through in the dream-or whatever it was. She wasn't sure what she was being shown in her sleep, but it felt too real to simply be a dream.

"Kay?" She heard Reid's voice next to her with a grin plastered on his features. Kayla's eyes met his and she threw herself at him. Her lips crashed into his and Reid stilled with shock. "Uhmm… Kayla?" He mumbled in between kisses.

She made a noise that told him to continue, but her mouth continued to attack his. "O- okay." He said just going with it. Her hands were practically ripping his clothes off him. "Whoa. Alright, alright." He said helping her remove the offending garment. She was practically attacking him. Her hands flew down to his boxers not even taking those off she just pulled him through the opening the front slit and all but impaled herself against him. Reid groaned at the sudden contact. "Oh my god." He muttered her hair hanging over his face. Her hips began the steady motion sending Reid's senses skyrocketing. "Kay- Kayla." He gasped as her hands trailed over his chest sliding down to his abdomen.

"Reid." She groaned her back arching causing her hair to tickle his thighs.

"Oh my god." He said feeling the steady building of pleasure. It was all happening so fast that Reid could barely keep up- and, that was saying something. Her hips ground down against his, her hand slid up to his hair at the back of his head and pulled him to sit upright her mouth catching his in a searing kiss.

"Please." She whimpered into his mouth. Reid got the hint and bucked his hips up against hers as she bounded back down on him. A groan ripped from her throat at that.

"Yes." She gasped out, "More. Reid, please." She practically begged. He flipped them over and had the upper hand now. He shifted their position so that he had her legs together holding her feet up by his shoulder. "Oh god." She gasped as his hips' movement got faster, and harder with the new position they were in.

"Oh God, yes. Reid." Kayla moaned her back arching up off the bed underneath.

"Babe…" Reid trailed off the sight of her only spurring him on even more. Reid knew something was off the minute Kayla opened her eyes this morning, but when she all but jumped him he knew for sure. Kayla broke him from his thoughts when she moved her hips in a circular motion against his, "Oh god. Baby." He sighed out. He opened her legs and slipped between them hovering up over her. Now his thrusts into her had an edge of roughness to them, and she seemed to love it all the more.

"Oh, baby. Yes, yes, yessss." She groaned her arms going up over her head as her hands gripped her own hair. She was relaxed with her eyes closed as she moaned and writhed under him. Reid just admired her form and studied her face when she started tensing. Reid could feel her climax nearing.

"C'mon baby." She said her hands grabbing at whatever part of him she could, which was currently his forearms holding him up above her. Reid doubled his efforts purposefully pushing her towards the edge, "C'mon babe." He whispered down to her. He was just as, if not more close to his climax, than she was. Kayla's back was arching up again her breasts brushing against his chest sending him even further over the edge. Kayla tossed her head back and screamed his name. Reid stilled though as her eyes opened they flashed a bright yellow color and changed back.

After a silence, they laid there intertwined catching their breath. "Oh my god," Kayla said breathlessly. "That was amazing." She finished stroking his back up and down. Reid just grunted in agreement as his head rested in the crook of her neck. His hands pushed his upper body up and he looked down at her remembering her eyes flashing a yellow color.

"Babe…" He began slowly. "You- you feeling okay?" He asked rolling over next to her.

She took a breath turning her head to face him. "Yeah, I feel great now." She practically purred leaning over and kissing him.

"Wha- what just happened?" Reid asked staring at Kayla his eyes searching for something, anything out of place.

"Uhm… we just had some amazing sex." She replied nonchalantly. She moved in closer to Reid snuggling just under his arm.

"N-no. I know that. I meant before the mind-blowing sex." He replied bringing the conversation to a more serious topic.

"Oh." She said her tone changing to one of disappointment. "I- I was back with Madame D'heur." She answered now playing with the sheet covering her. "As she was being tortured…" Kayla trailed off. Reid perked up looking at her closely.

"Tortured? Oh god. Kayla are-are you?" He began.

Kayla nodded cutting his question short, "I'm okay physically. It's as if I'm watching a movie. From- from her point of view. I can just feel the pain that she felt, along with her emotions."

"That was her emotions?" Reid asked shock in his tone of voice, "She was turned on?!"

Kayla chuckled and explained what had taken place, she explained that the torturer seemed to be someone Adrienne knew well. "Oh, yeah. I did find out her name this time. Adrienne D'heur. From Montbeliard, in France." She added glancing over to Reid. He suddenly sat up swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and began to slide his jeans on.

"Uhm… what're you doing?" Kayla asked confused as she watched him huff as he fixed his pant legs.

"Now that we have a full name, we can look into it." He said shaking his jeans out. "Although, I'm pretty sure most of the books are just what took place in Salem. I don't think they go back much further than that."

"Ahh." Kayla nodded her eyes scanning over Reid. "You uh-. You sure you don't want to shower first?" She asked him. Reid just quirked an eyebrow at her. "Your boxers babe." She pointed out.

Reid looked down to see his boxers had a wet stain on them from where Kayla had been grinding and running herself against him. "Oh, well thanks for that." He said pointedly looking at the bed only to find it dry as a bone.

"Sorry babe," Kayla muttered as she stood allowing the sheet to slip back to the bed. Reid's eyes followed her form hungrily. She reached her dresser and grabbed some undergarments, also tossing Reid an extra pair of boxers she's had since forever. "Kayla, if you ever apologize for sex. Apologize because we can't have it. Not for the mind-blowing kind." He said catching the boxers and quickly changing into them. "Seriously babe. That was awesome."

"I'll have to keep that in mind, Monsieur." She said throwing that last word out with a wink. Reid chuckled as he encircled her in his arms. "Where're we headed to?" She asked with a quick kiss.

"Well, we can still check the Danvers' barn for any books in the basement containing her name, or location." Reid decided. Kayla nodded as she quickly finished dressing alongside her boyfriend.

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