Thank you for all the support. Glamagirl, everyone wants Matt to make Edge his bitch. Even I want Matt to make Edge his bitch. I think I made the guy too evil. Renna33, there are no dumb questions. The writer agrees; what Randy is dong to Jeff is rape. But Randy doesn't think so. Jeff's struggling with what to think. Hey, at least he's giving and not taking. NeroAnne, Matty was calling all the other bad guys in the Raw locker room, Orton was no exception. It was pretty bad for him though, Matt called him when he was in front of Edge. Jeff-plus-device-equals-delicious. Check. It's not possible to die from worry, or frustration, I am living proof. JNHwwe, happy you love it. XD!

Captive;

Chapter eight/ 'Water Torture'
Rated; M/ L, S, V

(December, 22, 2008-- Monday)

Edge hummed happily as he finished filling a large bucket with ice water. He had two (like you'd see the Divas use during a Wet 'n' Wild match) prepared. True to his word, he arrived very very early and Randy was on a plane to the next venue. Edge lifted the buckets and carried them down the steps to the basement.

Jeff awoke with a gasp, coughing and spitting out water as it was tossed in his face. He stared at Edge wide-eyed as he shook his head in attempt to shake off the ice cold liquid.

"Morning." Edge grinned widely.

"W..what the f..fuck?" Jeff asked through chattering teeth.

"I'm tired of you insubordination, Jeffrey. From now on you do what I say." Edge scooped another cup using a plastic drinking glass.

"Fuck you."

"That's what they all say, 'Fuck you'. Well, it aint gonna save you and it don't make you a fucking hero." Edge replied quoting 'The Devil's Rejects'. He tossed the ice water at Jeff.

Jeff coughed again shaking, freezing.

"What's wrong, Jeffro? You cold? Yeah, I think last night you were playing frigid bitch."

"Y..you're c..crazy, Adam." Jeff chattered.

Edge scooped up another cup and poured it slowly down over Jeff's head.

"That cold, baby?"

Jeff gasped and tried to shake off the water. Edge refilled the cup getting ice cubes this time. He pulled Jeff's pants away from his body and dumped the contents of the cup inside. He liked it when Jeff yelped at the coldness as it ran down his legs and the ice cubes got stuck in his crotch area.

"That'll cool you off, Hardy." Edge smirked.

"Somebody help me!" Jeff tried again.

Edge grabbed his face and stared in to his eyes.

"What the hell did I tell you? I've spent a shit load of cash on this place. These walls are thick and sound proof. The windows are fucking bullet proof and there's bars on all of them. No one lives nowhere near here for miles. Even if a hunter was trespassing in the woods, which is my private property, they would not hear you scream. Stop trying!" Edge ranted frustrated.

He let him go and picked up the bucket and poured every last bit of it over Jeff's head. Jeff spit out more water, choking on it as some went up his nose. He blinked his eyes a few times trying to focus. The water had invaded them and made his vision fuzzy. His clothes were soaked. Edge went over and grabbed a knife and walked back to Jeff staring at the shiny blade. Jeff swallowed wondering what he had in mind and not really wanting to know.

Edge picked up Jeff's wet shirt and placed the knife underneath it and brought it up slicing all the way up the front exposing Jeff's bare chest and abdomen.

"Hold very still, Jeffrey. I'd hate it if I slipped." Edge looked up at Jeff smirking as he cut both sleeves. The soaked shirt fell to the floor with a wet thud. Jeff hung shirtless and shivering.

"Edge, p..please. Why are you d..doing this?"

Edge ignored him and tugged at Jeff's pants, unfastening them and jerking them down as far as they'd go. They didn't go far enough since Jeff's legs were spread to far apart. So Edge had to resort to plan 'B'. He went over to the table that held some tools and grabbed a pair of scissors.

"Hold still."

Edge started at one pants leg and cut all the way up, then he did the other. He pulled them away from Jeff's body.

"Undies have to go." Edge smiled.

He cut through both sides of Jeff's underware. Jeff was freezing even more now having his bare skin exposed to the cool air. Edge must of turned on the air conditioner. Chill bumps became evident all over him. Edge watched as the said undies fell to the ground.

"Hum, it's the cold water, I swear." Edge smirked.

"Y..you're a l..lousy piece of shit, y..you know that?"

Edge grinned, best compliment he'd gotten all week. He reach down inside the other abandoned bucket and grabbed a piece of ice. The cube froze his hand with an awakening stinging sensation. He ran it across Jeff's stomach and up his chest circling one of his hard nipples. Jeff held his breath letting a few sharp ones escape every once in awhile.

"Y'know, some people play with ice as a form of foreplay." Edge informed.

Jeff turned his head and groaned. Edge lead the cube on its cold trail down to Jeff's navel circling around it then dipping the ice inside. Jeff sucked in his stomach trying to get some distance as he began struggling again.

"Y'know, that isn't helping your cause. Seeing you squirm like that only makes me hot." Edge growled licking his lips. "Especially when I have you chained up and naked."

"Pl..pl..please.. d..d..don't." Jeff chattered.

Edge smiled at him and stuck the ice in his own mouth and began sucking on the cold little cube. Jeff hated the sounds he was making. Reminded him of Randy. Edge took the ice out of his mouth and threw it to the ground causing it to shatter on impact.

"All you had to do was use that pretty little mouth of yours to make me happy. You coulda avoided all of this."

"N..never, Edge."

"Never? Hum, we'll see."

Edge scooped up another cup and tossed it at Hardy who yelled from the intense stinging of the ice coldness. It felt like needles attacking him all at once all over. There was supposed to be this numbness that comes with coldness, and Jeff sorta felt that, but it was a frozen numbness. Stabbing and painful.

"How about this, Jeff? I'll go get Matty. I'll kid-nap him too. Bring Matty down here and torture him and kill him slowly and make you watch him die. How about that? Huh? Then you'll wish you would've done everything you could to have kept your brother safe."

"You c..could never h..hurt Matt." Jeff snapped. He didn't like what Edge was insinuating, but be damned Edge know that.

"You know I could. You're afraid I will." Edge cupped his hand under Jeff's chin.

Jeff jerked away. Edge grabbed the bucket and walked around behind him pouring it slowly down his back. Jeff yelled as the cold water cascaded down his flesh. Adam smirked as Jeff stood shivering, and cursing him under his breath. Hardy always did have a nice backside and the water running down his back and ass only added to it. Edge tossed the bucket down, the sound of it hitting the floor causing Jeff to jump.

"You look cold, Jeff. I think you need to warm up."

Edge walked around to the front of Jeff and wrapped his arms around him against Jeff's struggles and not caring that he was wet.

"Ooh, yeah. Keep wiggling. I like that." Adam purred.

He grabbed a hold of Jeff's ass holding him tight against him. Jeff turned his head, he was so tired. His arms were hurting, his legs were hurting, his asshole was hurting. He couldn't take anymore. Edge's fingers slithered between Jeff's cheeks causing him to tightened up all over.

"Losen up, Jeff. It will only hurt more if you're tight." Edge rubbed his middle finger on his sore pucker, pushing and taunting to enter.

"Let me d..down, Edge.. I need t..to pee."

"Piss. I don't care. You're really gonna piss here in a minute."

With that Edge slid his middle finger inside of Jeff, getting a scream.

"Ohh, yeah, you like that, you whore." Edge taunted.

"F..fuck you."

Edge smirked. "Okay."

He dropped down in front of his freezing captive leaning over Jeff's side, arms wrapped around his mid-half. He held Jeff's cheeks apart sliding two of his fingers deep inside of him. Jeff screamed again as Adam probed at his prostate rubbing it and torturing him.

"Oh, God, please, stop... fucking stop!"

Jeff sighed when Edge did stop, got up and exited the room. Jeff gazed around, quivering, covered with chill bumps, naked, cold, and scared shitless cause he knew Edge was coming back. And Edge did come back, carrying a box.

"We're gonna play. I got toys. Do you like toys, Jeffrey? They're not from JAKKS Pacific, that's for sure." Edge announced with an eerie delight.

Jeff stared at him with an intent to kill. Edge grabbed a stool from the corner and drug it around behind Jeff. He sat down on it and opened the box. Jeff knew whatever toys Edge had and what he was planning on doing with them as far as 'playing' wasn't good.

"Don't worry. I'm gonna use lube this time. I fear you getting to broken. I like you tight. Don't want you to have a Grand Canyon-sized asshole.. like my wife's or my last girlfriend's pussies were.. Oh, but I didn't do that to them. They were already well worn in when I got there if you know what I'm saying." Edge rambled.

Jeff had froze at the word 'lube' and hadn't moved. He jumped when Edge popped the top of the K-Y Jelly bottle and squirted it on a 'toy'.

"Lean foreward a bit, please." Edge took hold of Jeff's hip and guided him foreward.

"Edge.. stop.. enough.. I've had enough of this bullshit!" Jeff took his stand.

Edge laughed and slapped him on the ass. "See, you just never learn. I'm doing this with or without your permission. I do what I want when I want. I do you when I want."

Jeff groaned and hung his head. He was so tired and in so much pain.

"I'm trying to be nice and make it so it doesn't hurt so bad. I keep telling you to relax, but you keep tightening up. Now hold the fuck still and relax."

Jeff cried out as Edge pushed a gel-like sex toy into his asshole, slowly fucking him with it, watching with horny fascination. Damn thing wasn't that big. Only five inches and kind of slim. But Jeff was so sore and still tight, so the pain was not much different than if it had of been Edge's cock.

"You like that, Jeff? Does it feel good?" Edge taunted pulling it out and pushing it back in.

"God.. please.. stop.. please."

Edge liked it when he begged. "What? Doesn't it feel good?"

Jeff shook his head.

"So, I guess your saying it hurts then?"

Jeff nodded. Sucked to give him the satisfaction.

"Ooh, good, now we're getting somewhere." Edge pulled it out and placed it back in the box. He scanned over the assortment before selecting another one. He looked it over. It was much bigger. More expensive, fancier. And it did more than vibrate when turned on, the damn thing wiggled and moved. He thought he'd save it for later. He selected another. Another Jelly one that was made to resemble a penis. It was six inches and a little bit bigger in girth than the last one.

Jeff panted, praying over the mumbling voices in his head. If he lived through this nightmare he was sure to be insane. And not just crazy insane, but actually mentally sick in the head crazy psycho insane. Edge was busy applying the lubrication to this one before he slipped it inside no more gentler. Jeff shouted louder as Edge fucked him with it.

"Oh, yeah, you like that. You like being fucked with things." Edge taunted.

"You're gonna pay, Edge. Even if it takes forever you're gonna pay." Jeff shouted his voice strained.

Edge took out the six-incher and picked up the one he liked best. He turned it on. Jeff's eyes stared wide and frightened as he heard the buzzing of the vibrator. He struggled more, knowing it wouldn't do him a bit of good and Edge was just getting harder on it.

"Just hold still and it won't be so bad. Geez, you're being a baby. I'm starting to feel like a pedophile, I'm a lot of things, but I'm not a pedophile." Edge held it at Jeff's entrance.

"Stop it! .. damn it... no..."

Jeff screamed as it went inside. Edge held it there letting it buzz and probe at Jeff's insides all its own.

"Please... stop.. Edge.." Jeff begged wincing and whining.

"I might.. but you're gonna do what I say from now on." Adam placed his free left hand on Jeff's hip.

Jeff clinched his teeth.

"No! You don't own me!"

Edge stood up. Still holding his toy in place. He grabbed Jeff's hair and pulled his face around to the side to look at him.

"I do own you. You're mine now. Forever." Edge pushed his head foreward before he forced his body over and started moving the toy in and out of Jeff's ass fucking him hard and fast with it.

"Okay.. please.. goddamn it... I'll do anything."

Edge stopped. Jeff knew he'd regret it, the damn thing was worse than Edge's dick was.

"Anything?" Edge licked his lips.

Jeff swallowed.

"Anything!" Edge repeated heatedly.

Jeff nodded breathing heavy. "Name it."

Edge smiled victoriously. "Fine, Hardy."

Edge pulled out his toy and put them all away. He got the keys out of his pocket and uncuffed Jeff's legs first then his arms. Jeff crumbled to the ground. His whole body aching. Edge grabbed the handcuffs and jerked one of Hardy's arms behind his back snapping the cuff in place. Jeff winced as he jerked the other behind him to join it. Edge grabbed the knife.

"C'mon, Jeffy. We're going upstairs."

Edge lead Jeff upstairs getting frustrated when Jeff crumbled twice. Jeff waited for Edge to tell him to get on the bed, or on his knees. Instead Edge dried him off with a towel, uncuffed him and held the knife on him while he let him dress in dry, warm clothes. He even let him pee.

The day passed. Edge fed him and basically forced him to watch boring television. Jeff now sat in the floor hands cuffed behind his back, in front of Edge as Adam occupied the couch rambling about Vickie as he played with Jeff's hair. Jeff wanted to go home. He was sick of being Edge's toy. The sweet thoughts of watching Matt kill the sycophant drowned out some of the shit Adam was bitching about.

Edge looked down at his watch.

"It's time for RAW." He declared.

He picked up the remote and flipped it over to the USA network as the show began. Santino Marella and Beth Phoenix were threatening Christmas.

"Do you believe in Santa, Jeffy? Think he'll visit you here?" Edge said holding his head stroking and running fingers through his hair.

'Think he'll visit you in hell?' Jeff thought to himself.

Then Randy came out, waiting for his match with Batista to begin. The referee informed the announcer that Dave couldn't compete thanks to Randy's brutal attack which included The Animal getting punted in the head by the vicious Legend Killer last week.

"Ooh, that's a tragedy." Edge snorted and rolled his eyes.

They watched as Randy bragged and went on about how it was satisfying that Dave was hurt. And about Batista hoisting him up on his shoulders only to drop him to the ground the night after he had won the World Heavyweight title. And that he's been dreaming of kicking him ever since. And how Christmas had came early this year.

Edge had long stopped watching Randy's rant and was now eyeing Jeff whose eyes were focused on a spot on the floor. He jumped when he felt Edge grab his shirt and pulled for him to get up.

"C'mon, on your knees, let's go." He said muting the tv.

"Edge, I.."

"You said 'anything'. C'mon. Don't make me tie you up again."

Edge was sick of Jeff resisting. He pulled him up and onto his lap.

"Don't make me drug you. I don't want you drugged." Edge used one hand to unzip his pants.

"No. I'm not gonna do it. I'm not your whore, Edge." Jeff struggled.

Edge shoved him away and his head hit the coffee table hard. He wasn't out, but he sure as hell was woozy. He tried to sit up and shake off the cobwebs. That's when he noticed Edge was gone. He looked over at the door and began crawling toward it. Edge stopped him by stepping on his back. Jeff cried out under Adam's weight. Edge popped the top on a syringe and pushed the bottom of it to release the air.

"No..no..no.."

Edge bent down and stabbed the needle into Jeff's arm earning another yell. This drug was working quickly, more effectively. Running through the younger man's veins making him groggy and drousy. Jeff was still awake and aware, but weak, like he couldn't move. Edge jerked him up and dragged him over to the couch.

"I tried to warn you, Jeff. You'll never learn." Adam grunted.

He sat the younger Hardy on his ass with his back propped up against the couch. Edge straddled over Jeff's body on his knees.

"Eg.. ples.. I.. d'anna." Jeff slurred.

Edge didn't give a damn what he wanted. He pushed his jeans down past his dick.

"C'mon, Jeff. Open your mouth... That's it."

Edge forced Jeff's mouth open using his fingers and directed him down over his waiting cock.

"Shit.. fuck.. ohh, that feels good... see, this is all you had to do."

Edge panted holding on to Jeff's head as he helped move it up and down. Jeff closed his eyes tightly. Willing himself not to think about the reality that was happening. He needed to swallow, but that would add to Edge's pleasure. He didn't even breathe.

"Ohh, yes.. ohh.. shit.. your mouth.. uhm.. so wonderful.." Edge groaned loving the feel of Jeff's lips on his erection.

Jeff almost gagged when Edge's cock hit the back of his throat.

"Careful, Jeffro, don't get choked." Edge joked.

It wasn't funny. Everything Edge had put him through was sick, twisted, and degrading. He could taste the precum, sickenly sweet and sour. Edge lifted his head back holding it in place with both hands. Jeff grunted as Adam began to thrust his hips fucking his mouth. He felt Edge's hands on his head, his thumbs caressing his cheeks then moving back around to twist in his hair. He felt faint and really just wished he would go on and pass on out. He felt dirty, like a whore. He just wanted it to be over. He heard Edge panting and moaning, he felt his fingers in his hair.

"Umm.. shit.. ahh."

Edge heard Jeff choke as he shot cum down his throat. The sticky white fluid ran down his chin getting on Edge's cock and his pants. Didn't bother Edge, he had gotten what he wanted. Edge pulled out and fixed his clothes. He shoved Jeff on down to the ground as he stood back erect. Jeff spit out what he could of Adam's cum onto the carpet. Edge unmuted the television and sat back down on the couch watching the rest of the broadcast stealing glances at Jeff who laid done for on the floor.

"Yes, Christmas came early this year." Edge smiled relaxing back in to the couch.

That one got away with me. Okay, I sorta feel bad. I think I made Edge too much of a bad guy. But this isn't a fluffy/romantic story. It's supposed to be dark and evil. There is so much to go. And I have so many ideas screaming at me.

The line Edge utters from The Devil's Rejects goes originally like this; "That's what they all say, 'Fuck you'. Well, it aint gonna save ya. It don't scare me none and it don't suddenly make you a fucking hero." I love this line, I thought it'd be cool to have Edge say it. I don't own that movie either.