*****WARNING FOR NON-CONSENT! PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER IF THIS BOTHERS YOU!****
Sorry this chapter's so short, but I have to write a paper for Uni and it's due by 11 p.m. Hopefully I will have the next chapter up tomorrow night!
A door opened in the room where Ri was being held and a brutish-looking man walked in. He was taller than Moriarty, with a shaved head and a scar running down the right side of his face. He was aimlessly twirling a vicious-looking KA-Bar knife in his hand. His face broke into an evil leer when he saw the naked woman restrained in the chair.
"Oh Jim," the man intoned. "You do give me the best presents."
"Now, now Seb," Moriarty answered, checking his watch. "You can't play with it too rough for another hour and 56 minutes. But that doesn't mean you can't play gently."
Sebastian Moran laughed gleefully as he walked up to Ri. He held out the knife and ran the tip of it down her throat.
"Maybe a little bit rough," he asked Moriarty hopefully.
"I suppose a little bit rough couldn't hurt. Just don't break it yet."
The sharp edge of the knife sliced down her cheek, leaving a trail of blood in its wake. Moran moved the pointed tip to her exposed nipple, pressing it into the sensitive skin.
Ri didn't so much as whimper. She wasn't about to give this piece of shit the satisfaction.
"Can I remove the gag," Moran asked "It would be such a shame to muffle those delicious screams."
Moriarty shrugged.
"It's not like anyone can hear her. Do what you want. Just make sure it takes a long time."
Moran slit the gag in two, freeing it from her mouth with the knife. She spit in his face. Stars burst behind her eyes as he hit her, hard. Ri could feel blood trickling down her chin. Moran grabbed her hair, roughly pulling her head back as he pressed the tip of the knife into her throat.
"I like it when you fight," he hissed. "Makes the conquest that much better."
"Careful," Moriarty warned from the edge of the room. "You can't break it yet."
Pain exploded in Ri's abdomen as Moran hit her. She doubled over as much as the restraints would allow. He moved closer. Her skin crawled as she felt his breath against her. His hand roughly grabbed her jaw, forcing her mouth open. He stood up, unbuttoned his trousers with his free hand and pulled out his cock.
"I feel teeth and you won't have any," he growled, shoving his semi-flaccid penis between her lips. "Now be a good girl and you might make it out of here alive."
Ri was choking as he thrust himself into her mouth. She closed her eyes, willing her mind to be anywhere but that room.
Moran was now fully erect. He pulled it out of her mouth. He stood back, sliding the knife between Ri's legs, trying to force them apart. Every ounce of strength she had went into keeping her legs closed. He turned the knife so that the blade was against the soft skin of her inner thigh.
"Open wide," he snarled.
Ri didn't move, staring at him defiantly. She couldn't hold back a gasp as he sliced the tender skin open.
Moran stepped back and knelt down to where her ankles were bound to the chair. He cut away the ropes and went to forcibly open her legs. Ri saw the opportunity and took it. They thought she was weak, scared, but they were wrong. As soon as her legs were free she wrapped them around Moran's neck, twisting sharply. The crack of his neck breaking echoed in the room as his lifeless body slumped to the ground.
"NOOOOO," Moriarty screamed.
He ran across the room and began to mercilessly beat Ri with the butt of his gun. Between the beatings, the loss of blood and the after effects of the medication, she quickly slipped back into unconsciousness.