Notes: Be warned. This is the start of Edward's time with Victoria. There will be punishment, but I don't think it's that graphic. Beware !
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EPOV
The whole ride over here, on the train, I had tried to remember who I was before Bella. Eyes down, quiet, silent mostly…agree with everything Victoria says. Don't even argue with your eyes. No matter what happens, you submit…you accept. Behave. Smile. Don't show defiance. Don't show anger or fear, unless it's demanded.
I hated coaching myself back to what I was. It felt like the worst kind of cheating on Bella, or Dr. Bella, more correctly. I keep telling myself it's only for a few days…it's an act. But the sad thing is, I really was this slave only 14 days ago. A subconscious part of me felt like…even though I had learned some new tricks, I was still that weakling, deep down.
No. I am not. I won't be. Perform for a few days and get what you need and then get the hell out of there. You will not become Victoria's bitch again. The internal struggle continued as I got to the back alley of Fire.
This is where Emmett found me for the first time. I looked around for a moment, the darkness still smiling overhead. Would it have been better for me to have died out here? Would it have been easier for everyone I know if I'd just vanished like that boy?
I took out my key and exhaled a breath, sliding the metal into the chiseled lock, turning it with a little jiggle, as usual, and I opened the door.
Going inside was making my flesh crawl and right away I knew I'd been changed inside. It didn't feel normal or routine to be here, as it used to feel. The dressing room area was dark, all lights turned off. I lifted my tongue a bit inside my closed mouth, feeling the little square there. Be careful. Don't bite down.
The dungeon is always locked and only Victoria has the key to that room. Otherwise, I could just sneak in here, enter the dungeon, and get my evidence, and sneak out. But life is never that easy in reality.
I silently walked through the dressing rooms, and crossed the red line once more. It almost hissed at me, as if it knew even if Victoria didn't that I wasn't the same and that this time, I hadn't left my heart and soul behind when I stepped across it. I am brining my whole self across you this time, you fucked up line.
Katie's father is inside the club now…Bella's lover is here…I'm not just a faceless whore shadow anymore. I'm someone…I matter. I'm flesh and blood. I am special. I am loved.
I don't see Victoria yet. I can't even smell her perfume at the moment. Maybe I got here before her. Maybe she'd overslept. Yea, right.
For a moment, I pictured Charlie driving around, finding a good place to park where he would not be in sight of the club or anyone around it, the ear bud in place, waiting to hear my most disgraced moments. I still hate that he or anyone has to hear any of this. But I have been humiliated before.
The club was dark and empty and the vampire cage alone, hanging from the ceiling, almost smiling at me as if it had missed me. I ignored its gaze and turned right, going down the hallway of private rooms. I don't need light to point the way. I know it by heart…and the darkness has always been my friend…until lately…when an angel revealed to me the magic of the sunshine.
Please forgive me, Bella. I ached as I thought the words, my legs feeling like cement, dragging me every inch of the way. Please hold on. I would die for you, too. I would bleed, scream, beg, starve, and burn for you. Don't give up on me. Hold on.
Going down a long staircase, I finally reach the lower basement floors of Fire.
This is where the seediest of things occur at Fire. Drugs are purchased down here, mostly in the two rooms on my right hand side. I walk down the hallway, passing the dungeon door, locked and also padlocked, unopened. The door at the end of this dim, cold gray brick hall is the one she calls mine. It's not locked. Nothing special is in here, only me, most of the time.
Opening the door, I flick the light on, and the sudden bulb overhead burns bright, stinging my eyes, a blur of blue color in my vision as my eyes close, trying to adjust.
The room is not fancy in any way. Gray brick walls, a simple twin sized bed with metal cuffs, two at the head of the bed, two at the foot of the bed. I don't always sleep restrained, but sometimes. The cuffs must always be there, another of Victoria's rules. A black comforter laid on it, neatly made, and I wasn't sure if that was the way I had left it, or if someone had maybe washed it and remade the bed while I was away. I decided it didn't matter and placed my duffle bag on top, knowing it wasn't time to unpack just yet.
I was in trouble and nothing else would be done until I received my punishment. I took off my shirt, folding it and placing it on the bed. I kicked off my sneakers, then socks, tucking them into the shoes, shoving them under the bed with my bare feet. I cleared my throat and unbuttoned my jeans, unzipping them, moving them down off my white underwear, lifting one foot to remove them, then the other. I folded them, too, placing them next to my shirt.
Now the underwear, whore, my inner slave seethed at me. I told myself to start acting my part and do it.
I exhaled again and almost frowned, sliding my fingers down, taking the underwear with them, feeling a slight chill on my ass as I stepped out of the briefs. I folded them, too, and laid them on top of the jeans.
Now the fun part. Please forgive me Bella.
It seemed like it took me forever to do it…but I knelt on the hard cement floor, letting my head drop down, really feeling true shame already, and aligning my arms behind me, folding them straight and perfectly, making sure my posture was correct. No slouching, no hunching.
I wanted to cry. I nearly did. But I kept shouting at myself to be tough, be the way I was, even if it's only for show. I tried. And then I tried again. Again.
My knees began to feel a little sore but they were used to that. I haven't been on my knees to serve for a long time. It was nice…feeling free.
I heard her heels clicking on the stairs coming down here and I tensed. I always tense when I first hear Victoria approach. Keep your eyes down. Agree with everything she says. Don't show her your new eyes, the ones Dr. Bella gave us. The ones full of joy and pride and strength…freedom colored eyes. Hide them away, as all your other valued possessions. She would pluck them out before allowing me to ever keep something so precious.
She's almost here. She's taking her time, too, always one to like making a grand entrance.
I can smell her now. I miss the smell of strawberries and freesia. I miss light. I miss warm quilts and soft pillows…and the quiet. I miss Bella's sleep talking. I want to go home already. I am so fucked.
I jumped involuntarily as she spoke suddenly, stealing me away from my warm, fluffy memories.
"Good morning, Edward.", she said, her voice sounding very pleasant. I hadn't seen her yet, all I could see now was the floor below my head. I could now see part of her shoes. Only she would wear four inch heels, and red ones, at 6 am.
"Answer," she said just as sweetly.
"Good morning, Victoria.", I tried so hard to make my voice sound seductive and smooth, feeling the little square under my tongue again, hoping it wouldn't be long before I could put it in the dungeon and take it out of my mouth.
She walked closer to me, looking me over, I was sure, as she stroked my hair. It didn't feel like an affectionate gesture, it felt more like a stable hand touching a horse, surveying the condition it was in before grooming again.
I made myself close my eyes and give a little moan as she touched me. She liked me to crave her, need her, want her touch. I commanded my cock to harden…and it half-cooperated. It seemed to sigh and shrug its shoulders as I felt Victoria's fingernails scrape my scalp.
I'm sorry, Bella. I don't want to use you for something as wrong as this..but…I have to picture you now, walking around me, touching me like I was property…a returned DVD.
"Good boy. I missed you, too.", she kept playing with my hair as my moans quieted a bit, "Silence."
Thank God. Silence can be so easy sometimes. Sometimes not. Suddenly, I remembered my lips with jail bars painted over them and I kept my eyes softly closed, trying to push it away for now.
"Look at what Raven did to you.", she said with a casual voice as she let her hand trail down the back of my neck, her fingers moving down the lines I was wearing there.
Her hands were on my ass now as she stood behind me, one foot on each side of my legs as she kneaded the flesh there. My eyes clenched a bit tighter, my jaw felt very tight, too, and my internal coach demanded me to relax right now. You're undercover, it told me, act your part, damn it.
I made myself relax and then Victoria shoved my back, ordering, "Down, boy."
I was on all fours now, opening my eyes and staring at the floor as she spread my ass cheeks open, examining her pet for traces of damage.
"She raped you, too.", Victoria seemed to know this already and part of me thought maybe she spoke to Raven afterwards…and my paranoia was rising.
"Did you bleed?", she was roughly examining the opening and added, "Answer."
"No, Victoria.", I answered, trying to stop myself from screaming.
After a few minutes, she stopped that and grabbed the back of my hair, pulling me up to my knees again, saying, "Up, boy."
My hands went back in place, folded behind me, as she moved around to my left.
"Tsk.", she clicked loudly, not sounding very happy suddenly, "You got fat, slut."
I felt her fingers pinch my hip and a small piece of skin was being twisted between her thumb and fingers. I winced but didn't dare yell out or even let out a breath.
I kept my eyes down, remembering the snacks at Bella's…I hadn't worked out enough during my stay there. Shit.
Her hand came across my face hard and I felt a gush of air come out of my mouth. Shit! I nearly lost the square bug. I locked my tongue down over it, closing my mouth.
Keep your eyes down, I told myself and I obeyed.
"You didn't have time to work out?", she asked, slapping my other cheek just as hard as the first.
I wasn't given permission to answer. I just had to take it, silently.
Her fist tightened in my hair and I could feel her anger then. I used to pride myself on the fact that I did my job and never complained, that I never gave Victoria any trouble. And to think of that now made me want to vomit. I wonder what Bella saw in me when I first came to her, the things I said…the weakness inside me must have repulsed her.
"Fucking lazy whore.", she muttered, shoving my head, releasing it and letting me bow it down as my position dictated, "You eat like there's no tomorrow. No food for two days."
"You don't deserve my collar.", she scolded, standing in front of me now, her hands resting on my shoulders.
That's the first thing she's said that's the truth.
"Crawl to the dungeon, you useless skank.", she seethed as I dropped to hands and knees again, crawling out of my room and down the hallway. I could hear her walking behind me, not saying anything else as I went at medium pace the way she liked me to.
I reached the door and remained on all fours as she walked around me, unlocking the two bolts of the dungeon door. She pushed it open and said, "In."
I crawled into a dark room and waited on all fours as the light went on. Another bright light this time. This room has several lights. A red light, for punishment that is almost pleasurable…a dim orange light that is for resting in between sessions…and a harsh white light that only adds to the strain and hides nothing during a particularly rough session.
This is the white light. The light I watched Victoria kill in.
I didn't need to look up to know what was in here. This room had become as familiar to me as the club. It was a huge, open room with no windows, again gray brick walls adorned with lots of different hooks and shelves, displaying every toy and weapon Victoria owned, years worth of gathered things.
There was the X cross in the far corner, covered with a sheet usually, a giant black leather X with metal loops at the end of each corner, a locking belt in the center to hold one's waist in place.
A couple of the walls had metal squares in the concrete, with round loops that held chains. There was also a stockade made of cherry wood that Victoria loved that I had to keep up, oiling it and caring for it every day.
The cage, too, a tall, round one hanging from the ceiling. And another smaller one in the left corner that I could only lay in or sit in the fetal position in.
These were the constants in the dungeon, but there were always new things coming and going from time to time as Victoria's moods changed. I had a feeling there'd be some new things in here today.
I wondered what she'd start with first and just how angry she was at me, really. Time would tell. I hadn't been in trouble with her for a long time, most of the times I spent here were painful, but she was playing with me, not upset with me. This was new.
The door closed behind us but I didn't hear her locking it, as usual.
"Up.", she yanked my hair again and I rose to my knees, hands behind me again.
"You have really displeased me, Edward.", she was at the wall, a few feet away, looking over her tools, "I had you so well trained. You were perfect. And that little cunt screwed you all up."
I frowned and felt my eyes squint in rage. She's talking about Bella. You fucking bitch! I nearly looked up at her but then the slave inside me, who wanted me to keep playing my part grabbed me by the throat, reminding me what I was trying to accomplish here.
"I'll have to start again.", Victoria sighed, and I heard chains clanging as she walked over to me, coming up behind me.
I felt cold metal on my wrists, clicks locking cuffs around them. I heard chains jingle as another metal touched the front of my neck, a padlock clicking into tight place behind me, at the back of my neck. The chain behind me was being pulled again and my neck was forced back until I was looking at the ceiling, another padlock clicked, holding the chains of my collar to the cuffs around my wrists, holding me in this arched back position.
"I don't like doing this to you, Edward.", she moved a finger down my chin and neck.
Then she went behind me again and began to place matching metal cuffs around my ankles, and the chain linked to those as well, securing my wrists tight to them.
"You will come to remember how appealing I am to you again.", she said, moving her fingernails over my ass, "You will beg for me when you see me again. You will remember how good you have it with me."
I doubt it. I felt pretty confidant that nothing she could do to me would really make me feel this way. No pain could really scare me back towards her at this point.
And then she called, "Come in, Sir Kevin."
The dungeon door opened and a tall, muscular man stepped in. He had long, black hair, a slight curl to it, a chiseled model-type face and perfect pecks, washboard abs. He wore no shirt but was adorned with black leather pants, a silver chain looped at his right hip. His boots made wicked clicks against the floor as he looked at me, a smile spreading across his pink lips, revealing perfect white teeth. His skin was so tan with the gray brick wall behind him.
He stopped a couple steps inside and crossed his arms, tilting his head and looking me over, not even bothering to hide the fact that his eyes lowered and stayed there for a good long while.
Any erection I had then was dead and I felt that, knowing I'd be punished for that at some point today.
Victoria clutched my hair in back as if to steady me.
"Sir Kevin, this is Edward.", she introduced with a sugary tone.
"Hello, Edward.", he said with a deep, masculine voice, a true smile painted on his lips.
I just let out a breath, praying this wasn't what I thought it was. Victoria wouldn't do that to me. She knows I hate it. More than anything. I told her from the beginning…no men. Oh fuck!!
"Come, Sir Kevin.", Victoria invited him closer, "You may touch."
SHIT!! No, Victoria, DON'T do this to me! I wasn't that horrible!! No, she won't do this. She's trying to scare me.
He came forward, not too quickly, moving carefully like I was a baby deer or something.
"Shhhh…it's okay…", he assured me as he approached, "Not gonna hurt you, angel."
I let out another breath with thick fear coloring it and Victoria yanked my head back tighter, reminding me to behave myself.
He stood in front of me and hesitated as his hand began to rise towards me. I was aware of my breathing now and it wasn't good. They both knew I was panicking and in a big way. I tried to control it….to pull myself together.
"Relax, baby…" his voice tried to soothe me as he stepped to my side a little, not wanting to stand over me too dominantly. He truly sounded sincere in his caring tone but maybe he thought I was into this scene. Maybe he didn't know this was a huge, huge punishment for me, one I never wanted to know.
"I love your hair.", he complimented, slowly moving his fingers through the side of my unkempt hair, not yanking or pulling it yet, "Sooo soft, too. Very beautiful."
I closed my eyes and felt tears pooling inside them as Victoria was talking to Sir Kevin.
"He is very beautiful.", she agreed, "He's usually a very good boy but he's earned a little whipping lately, as you can see."
"Poor little thing.", I heard him reply in sympathy, his soft fingers moving over a couple of lash marks across my back.
Clenching my eyes now, I felt the wetness spilling past my eyelashes, finding my face as my body shivered a little violently.
"He's never had a man before.", Victoria said, "As I explained to you. Only toys have been used. If he gives you a hard time, you may inflict some pain. He's a pain slave so he's used to that. Don't cause any permanent damage. I want him working next week upstairs. And as always, wear a condom."
Breaking my tongue free, I heard myself scream out, "Victoria, please!"
She yanked my head back more and gave my mouth a very hard slap. I winced, feeling a throbbing pain there.
"He's not allowed to speak!", she yanked my hair again and I thought I tasted blood. I shoved my tongue down over the square bug in my mouth, trying to keep calm enough so I wouldn't lose it or swallow it.
"But if you want him to, it's up to you.", Victoria said to Kevin, "I don't think he'll give you much trouble. Once he gets used to it, he'll be fine."
"You know me, Victoria.", Kevin said, "I'm not a cruel master. I'm very gentle with my subs."
"I know you are.", she sounded like she was smiling, "That's why I chose you to be the first for Edward. He's my baby and I love him. I hate seeing him hurt…but I decided he needs this. He's ready."
The FIRST?!! As if there would be more men ??!! The only thing more disgusting was hearing her say she loves me.
"He's a sweet slave.", she talked like I wasn't even here! Worse, like I'm some pony who can't understand what they're saying.
"He's afraid.", she pointed out as they looked down at my face, which I'm sure is tear streaked right now.
"It's alright.", Kevin breathed, the back of his fingers stroking my cheek, feeling the wetness there, "I'll be good to him, Victoria. I promise."
"I know.", she said and I closed my eyes, hearing a pained little sound come out of me.
Sir Kevin was touching my lips with his thumb and I heard myself panting for air.
"Let me say goodbye and he's all yours.", I heard Victoria say and Sir Kevin walked around behind me, far into the room to give us some privacy.
If ever there was a chance to beg like a dog, it was now.
"Victoria, please, please…" I breathed, shaking like a leaf now, against my will, "Don't do this, PLEASE!! I'll do anything you say, I swear!"
She ignored my pleas and shut me up by kissing me deeply, her tongue probing inside as I struggled to hold onto the bug under my own tongue.
"Sir Kevin is very nice.", she said after she broke our kiss, "You be a good boy for him and I'll see you tonight. I promise."
I feel like a kindergartener being left on the first day of school!
"Please, don't.", I pleaded, tears blurring my vision as I left all dignity behind, "I'm sorry! I love you, Victoria, please…please? I want you…I love you…I love you so much."
Bella, please, please don't listen, don't hate me. I don't mean it, I have to! I'll say anything to escape this!!
I was trying to kiss her again, to reach her but she straightened up, smiling down at me as I became a whimpering puppy.
"I love you, too, Edward.", she touched the dent in my chin, "That's why I have to discipline you when you're not behaving. This will be good for you. Remember what you are…and who you belong to. When I come back, we'll talk."
"No, please, don't leave me, Victoria. Don't leave me here!", I blinked and felt more tears spill out, I clanked my chains as I began to struggle a little, really believing it now…she was going to leave me with this guy all day!
"You should thank me I'm leaving you with a nice master.", she ran her hands down my neck, resting them again on my shoulders, "I could have given you to a mean one. An ugly one. Don't keep begging. You're making Sir Kevin feel bad. Make me proud. Be a good boy."
She backed away a step or two, her eyes staring into mine with desire in them. Again, she looked so aroused it made me sick. She likes seeing the fear, loves seeing me cry like a child, and I'll bet she adored it when I confessed my love for her. And she calls Bella a cunt.
"Thank me, Edward.", she ordered with an angelic voice.
I shuddered, wanting nothing more than to drink her blood as I danced around her seizing, dieing body. But I knew if I didn't obey, she could have another man here for me tomorrow.
I tried to hide my hatred for her, not sure how good I had done, and panted, "Thank you, Victoria."
She smiled at me and then looked up, behind me, beaming at Sir Kevin.
"See?", she asked, "He's really a sweetheart."
I felt his fingernails softly moving in large ovals around my shoulder blade behind me as he replied, just as sweetly as she had, "We'll be fine. I'll go slow."
UGH!! This is the one thing I swore would never happen to me. The one nightmare I had managed to escape…until now. I tried to cling to my bravery and to recall my words to Bella. If this is what I have to do to be free, for you, for Katie, I'll do it.
God, please, strike me dead now…or knock me out or something!! Anything!!
Victoria looked at me again and repeated, "I love you, Edward."
And then she left, closing and then locking the door behind her. I felt myself wonder if Sir Kevin was alright with being locked in here all day, too. Or maybe she gave him a key. I wish I could ask but I couldn't risk it. Besides, I had more terrifying things on my mind.
After a minute of silence, I heard Sir Kevin far behind me, giving me a little space to calm down.
"You can relax, now, your Mistress is gone.", he tried to comfort me. Little did he know it wasn't her that bothered me.
I didn't answer, knowing no amount of begging to HIM would do me any good. I was screwed and I knew it. Sir Kevin was off on the other side of the room, preparing something I didn't want to see, and something in me told me now was a good time to plant the bug somewhere, when Victoria was gone and no one was looking.
But then I thought of Charlie, listening to a day of a man raping me, teaching me how he liked his cock sucked, and hours of depraved shit that I'd have to perform through.
I can't. I can't let anyone hear this. I'm sorry Charlie.
I moved the square out from under my tongue and shoved it up onto one of my back teeth. Sorry, Bella. Don't be scared. I'll come out when I have my proof. We don't need a bug.
And I bit down hard, feeling it crack between my teeth and splinter as I bit down again and swallowed the tiny fragments down.
Suddenly, his voice was right behind me and when he spoke, I jumped slightly.
"You don't have to be afraid of me, Edward.", he said, softly, his hands massaging my shoulders, his lips hot against my shoulder blade as I tensed, wincing, trying to control my quick breathing.
"I like you.", his voice floated like mist behind me and he slowly moved around me, standing in front of me as his eyes seemed to dance over my face.
His fingers slowly traced over my lips as I heaved out the air from my lungs.
"You are so beautiful.", he said, sounding as if he meant it, "Your eyes…your skin…your nose…"
He ran a playful finger down my nose and dotted it on the tip as I jerked backwards, not able to really go anywhere with my cuffs and chains holding me into position.
This guy doesn't seem like some evil, sick rapist type. But still, he knows I don't want this but he's here anyway. He's just trying to soften his attack with nice words and tender fingers. That just makes it worse. I'd rather get punched bloody in the face and taken that way. At least it's more honest. This guy acts like we're soul mates or something.
"Your mouth…", he touched my lips again with his thumb and added, "So soft. Such a kissable mouth…"
He leaned down and opened his lips, about to touch mine with them but I jerked my head away, feeling the pull of the chains behind my neck, cringing in pain as they pulled with my struggle.
"No, no, Edward…" he warned gently, rubbing the area beneath the collar, "Don't hurt yourself struggling. We don't have to kiss yet if you don't want to. I understand."
"I was a slave, too, Edward.", he shared, his hands stroking me as I quivered more noticeably, "I know what it is to suffer. I don't want to hurt you, angel. I just want to please you…and receive pleasure from you, if you want to give it. I'm patient. I'm gentle. And I want you. You're so gorgeous, Edward. Do you know that?"
I blinked again, and my eyes betrayed my crumbling tough glare. Tears again.
I wish this guy was gross and disgusting and would just do it and get it over with. But
I'm sure this was what Victoria had in mind. A slow, drawn out day of pure shit, a soft lover who just rubbed it in my face, telling me he cared and found me so beautiful. This was her version of a sick joke. And I was the brunt of it.
"Please don't cry.", he said, cupping my face and leaning in, kissing my tears, "I promise not to hurt you. Don't cry."
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EPOV
I closed my eyes as my forehead rested on the bars of my cage and heavy tears trailed down my face from both eyes this time, the soft orange light keeping me company as I tried to forget my day.
Then, the boy's face came to my mind…he was crying…and screaming and bleeding. I made my mind refocus and concentrate on the whole reason I was doing this. What right did I have to sit here in this cage, crying and feeling sorry for myself when he had paid the ultimate price in this very room? I had to make it right. Tanya…I'm so sorry for treating you the way I did. I know you were doing your best. Please help Bella now, don't watch anything that's happening to me.
Comfort Bella. Help her focus on her classes and her work. Keep her safe. Keep her far away from here.
Sir Kevin had left me about an hour ago. He had informed me it was about dinnertime and that he'd try to get me something to eat. I had not seem him since. I roughly rubbed my lips again, trying to rid myself of his taste, the smell of his cologne still all over me, the calm, caring sounds of his voice still mocking me in my mind.
I clutched my hair tight, sniffing as I noticed my legs were still shaking.
"Stop.", I said aloud to them, putting a hand on my thigh.
I could hear the padlock outside and then the other lock being opened and I wiped my eyes with two fast hands, not wanting to hear her taunts about being in here, crying, after my blind date with Sir Kevin. It's going to take a lot of acting to make her feel that I don't hate her after today.
The white light went on as my eyes clenched, blinded from the sudden glare.
Victoria came inside and closed the door behind her, holding a roll and a bottle of water, smirking at me as if she was bringing me a four star dinner.
I kept my eyes down, praying to someone – anyone for help remaining on my course. I have to play nice now. I have to be in love with this world class Queen of the Bitches.
"How're you doing, doodlebug?", she asked, feigning concern.
Doodlebug? Fuck you!
"I'm alright.", I lied, keeping my eyes on my legs as she neared the right side of my cage.
"Eat, sweetie.", she offered the roll and I took it without looking at her. I couldn't. If I do, I'll tear her throat out and be trapped in here for who knows how long?
"Thank you, Victoria.", I did my best to sound grateful for the roll and then she handed me the water bottle. I ate the roll, trying to take tiny bites after her comment about how I eat like a pig and I'm so fat bullshit. I just look healthy and not bony and that drives her god damn nuts.
No butter on the roll. God, I hate you, Victoria. I hope I get to see you eat bread and water when you're in your orange prison uniform.
"Does anything hurt?", she was looking at me, feeling sorry for me now? God I want to tell her to go fuck herself so badly.
"No.", I lied.
"Who do you belong to, Edward?", she crossed her arms, raising a brow.
"You, Victoria.", I kept my eyes on my roll, not putting much emotion into the words.
"Say you love me.", she smiled.
"I love you, Victoria.", I half lifted my eyes to hers…then sank them back down into my cage.
She came closer to the bars of my cage and said, "Look at me, Edward."
I raised my eyes all the way up to hers now and she stared back at me, thick sympathy in her eyes.
"I know you're hurt…and upset…and in shock.", she said, "And I don't blame you. I don't want to punish you that way ever again. But you did deserve it. I'm not as stupid as you might think, Edward. Eat your dinner…and I'll come back later. I have to get upstairs, the club is opening soon. Take a little nap after you eat."
I drank all the water in the bottle after the roll was gone and right away I scolded myself for that. I would have to piss later and I'm sure that would be used against me as a punishment, too. What if something was in that water? Something to put me to sleep and when I wake up, I'll be in Raven's basement? Oh God, no. Stay awake! Don't fall asleep! What if the water was fine and I'm just torturing myself for no reason?
I wonder if Emmett's upstairs. I hope Bella didn't call him after my bug broke. He can't come in here, he has no key. I hope he doesn't try to come near here. He'll get in trouble.
I began to think up different ways of killing Victoria and before I knew it, I was curled up in the bottom of the cage, wishing I had a blanket, smiling to myself as I poured gasoline over a tied up Victoria, listening to her beg me for her life as I waited, playing with my lighter, letting her think about it for awhile before I moved to click the lighter on.
I even drifted off to sleep a few times but the light was too bright. I wish the red light would go on or all the lights would just go off completely, letting me have a wonderful black void. In this world, it would be a blessing to be blind.
I don't know how much time had passed, but after an eternity, I heard the locks being opened again. I moved to sit up in the cage, rubbing my eye and wincing at my sore muscles. They had gotten used to soft beds at night, of warmth and not curling doubled over while I slept. Bella Swan had spoiled me rotten.
Bella Swan…seemed like eons away from me now…like Venus.
"Wakey, wakey, sleepy head.", Victoria's voice was nearby as my eyes rose up a bit, and she was there, opening my cage, walking away from it, towards the other end of the vast room, ordering, "Come out, kneel in the center."
Time to perform for my owner.
I crawled out of the cage and kept moving on all fours to the middle of the room, raising my hands off the floor and folding them tight behind me, kneeling there, making sure my posture was right. Eyes down.
In my heart, I wanted to leap up and grab her from behind, savagely squeeze her throat with my arm as I demanded my blood sample and then locked her in the cage. But Victoria would die first. She was smart but also psychotic. She wouldn't listen to reason or see that she was trapped. She'd enjoy the fight. She'd win and Bella would pay. Katie would pay. Just wait, I told myself. You will have your moment. Be patient.
"Was Sir Kevin good to you, Edward?", she asked as she walked closer to me.
"Yes, Victoria.", I replied, trying not to sound so dead inside, wishing she'd just let me try to forget it, wishing she'd stop playing with me on this subject.
"He was very pleased with you.", she was petting my hair and I tried to make myself act as if I enjoyed her touch. I closed my eyes and leaned my head a bit into her hand, giving a small mmmmmm sound.
"He offered to buy you from me.", she chuckled, "What do you think about that, pet?"
"Please…no…", I breathed, "I want to be yours. I don't want to belong to anyone else. I love you, Victoria…my Mistress…"
Please let her believe that, I don't know if I delivered that line very successfully, but I felt her fingers on my cheek and I laid it on thicker, daring to make my lips cover her hand with kisses.
She let her hand remain there, receiving my attention as I began to lick her thin fingers, kissing the warm, wet digits before me.
"What about your girlfriend?", she sneered jealously above me as I kept kissing the other side of her hand now.
"I don't have a girlfriend, I'm your slave. Your slave forever.", I poured it on, hoping I wasn't going too over the top.
"I don't know, Edward.", she said, unconvinced, "You looked pretty damn happy with that girl last week…and you defied me to protect her. I think you like her too much."
"No.", I heard my voice lower and deepen as I began to tell the darkest lies I could, "I was working. I don't care about her. She couldn't even fuck properly, I had to teach her everything. I'm tired after two weeks with her. She was a whiny little brat. Skinny little college nerd. I couldn't wait to come home. I missed you so much, Victoria. Please…"
She took a step or two away from me, making me stop in mid-kiss as her hand disappeared from my mouth.
I hope she believed my rant about Bella. I didn't want Bella ever to be in any danger of feeling the wrath of Victoria.
"Why did you step in front of her that night, Edward?", she took something off the wall and was strolling back over to me.
"Her father is a police chief.", I answered quietly, "I didn't want to risk losing you. I was afraid you'd get caught and arrested."
That sounds reasonable, right? It needs a little more.
"She also told me that her father has hurt suspects before.", I added, "He does whatever he likes with people that piss him off. He shot one man in the hand during an interrogation. I was protecting you, Victoria."
"Hmm.", she just answered as she began pinching my right nipple, bending down and licking it, biting it as I hissed out.
Then she opened a silver nipple clamp that had alligator teeth in them and let the teeth close around my hardened nipple. I gave a low groan, closing my eyes, handling the familiar pain, used to this type of anguish.
I didn't struggle or make any more noise as she licked my left nipple now, biting mercilessly until it was standing up, erect, ready for it's clamp. I felt the metal teeth bite and I sucked in a breath, holding it.
"Better.", she said, looking me over and then I felt a little zap of electric. Not much…just enough to jerk my body in surprise.
She laughed and kissed my forehead, as if she was sorry for playing some little joke on me.
"Kiss me.", she looked down and her lips were right above mine.
I devoured her mouth, rising upon my knees as much as possible as my tongue lapped at hers and my wet kiss worked hard to inhale her inside. I closed my eyes and imagined Bella's breasts…her cute little ass that blushed when she did. I felt my cock harden like a servant of her image and felt relieved. I have to convince Victoria of my loyalty again. I have to make her feel that I love her. I have to get her trust back.
I dared to speak, hoping I wouldn't be punished too hard for it.
"There's only you, Victoria.", I whispered and groaned as I kissed her, "I ache, thinking that I displeased you. I don't want anyone else. Just you. Hurt me….rape me…starve me…do anything as long as you want. Just don't let me go…please…keep me. I would die without you."
I have to be careful, I think I'm going too far now. But then I heard Victoria's voice moan and realized she's liking it.
I felt the jolts of electricity again and I moaned out, licking my tongue along Victoria's bottom lip, closing and sucking my lips over it.
"You will work hard to make me forgive you, yes?", she nuzzled my nose with hers.
"Yes, Victoria…God, yes!", I pleaded.
"You're the best pet I've ever had.", she kissed my lips and had her hands in my hair, "I love you, Edward."
"I love you, Victoria.", I whispered, returning her kiss.
"I'm sorry I had to give you to Sir Kevin today.", she said in my ear.
"I deserved it.", I said quickly, "I don't want to forget how lucky I am. To be yours is my life. Thank you for caring enough to show me that."
I could hardly say the words without retching but I think I delivered them well. Victoria reached down and found my massive erection, curling her hand around it, under the head.
"My horse.", she smirked as she pumped it in her hand.
I groaned, wincing slightly as I dropped my eyes to it, feeling another little jab of metallic shock into my nipples. That just made me harder as she worked my cock roughly.
"You're not allowed to cum.", she warned, "You're not out of the doghouse yet, boy."
"Yes, Victoria.", I closed my eyes, thinking of nuns and Sir Kevin's fingers in my mouth.
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BPOV
Today had to be the worst day of my entire life. And I've had some pretty fucked up days before.
After two and a half hours of crying, Rosalie and Alice pulled my ass off my kitchen floor and made me go take a shower. And then as I stood there, naked, under the hot water pouring over me, I sobbed for another 30 minutes as I tried to wash. I kept seeing wet Edward before me, washing my body, kissing my kneecaps.
You've been neglected, Bella….but I'm here now.
"Bella, don't make me come in there.", Alice warned through the door.
What's happening to him now? Is he screaming now? Bleeding? Afraid? How the fuck can I go to school or even take a shower, forgetting for one second that he's being tortured right now?!! How did he think I'd really be able to function in these next few days?!! He must think I'm made of steel or something.
I wanted to call Emmett but Edward made me promise not to do that unless it was an absolute emergency. Emmett is as trapped by Victoria as Edward is at the moment. I wanted to call my dad and ask him what's happening to Edward now. But then I was so afraid to know. Then I told myself I should know. I am his doctor, after all. I should be brave and face it. But then I'd start crying all over again.
I don't even remember the walk to school. I think Rosalie just pulled my arm the whole way and I just followed like a dumb sheep.
I sat there, in classes, like a coma victim. I didn't hear a word any of my professors said. I feel dead. Only worse. The dead have peace. I don't.
Rosalie and Alice hung out with me after school at my apartment and they stayed for dinner, ordering us our usual pizza – everything on it. I avoided my bedroom as I took a couple bites, not talking, staring into space, imagining what could be happening to him now. I'm sure I was no fun at all for my friends but I couldn't even make myself care.
Alice mentioned after dinner that we were going to have a sleepover tonight, in my bed.
She tried to make it sound fun, as if we were all teenagers again. But I quickly squashed that idea, saying I really just wanted to be alone. I'm not sure if they were hurt or not, but after what seemed like a thousand years, they were hugging me and saying, "See you tomorrow, Bells."
They waited on the other side until they heard me lock everything and even put the chain across the door. Like that would stop anyone who wanted to get me. I almost wish she would have someone come get me. I'd rather be hurt beside Edward than to remain here, desperately worried and in the dark without him.
I have to face it. Okay, Bella. Take a deep breath. Go into your room.
I went into the dark room and clicked on my little bedside lamp, noticing some things on my made bed, upon the white, blue and pink quilt Edward loved to snuggle in.
I sat on the bed, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear as I looked over the items. The friendship ring I gave him. The bear claw necklace. A little slip of paper that read 'Love is the best medicine for a broken heart.' And there was a little piece of paper, a page torn out of my notebook.
I opened it and read:
Bella,
Please guard my most prized possessions. And please also look after my heart. I've left it here with you.
I love you forever.
Edward.
Great, just when I thought I couldn't cry anymore. Here I go again.
With shaking hands, I put the ring on my middle finger, like a wedding ring. I put the necklace on, hoping it would bring me courage and bear like power. I read his short note again and smiled, loving him even more. I turned it over, glancing, and saw my own handwriting there.
I adore you., it said.
I remember writing this the day I was listening to him sing in the shower. The Music of the Night.
Beneath my words was Edward's writing again.
Right back at you, Dr. Bella.
I fell asleep crying that night, holding my note as I stared at Edward's fortune, my finger lightly moving over it again and again. I hope the statement is true. Now I have a broken heart. And only Edward can bring the medicine I need. I'll try to be brave and wait. He waited years before I found him.
I had called Charlie a couple times and left messages. He never answered his cell phone and I hated that. You'd think him being a cop he'd know better. He knew I was going crazy worrying. He could call me!! I was fuming at him for hours and it wasn't until 2am that I received a text message from him.
Evrythng OK – Don't worry. Call u tomorrow. DadThat's it?! Everything's ok?! You prick!! My dad's probably enjoying listening to him suffer.
No, that's not right. I know he's not like that. He's just trying to ease my mind. I wish he'd just tell me the straight truth.
I closed my eyes and knew Edward would never hear me or my thoughts. But I sent them to him anyway.
Edward. I miss you so much. I love you. I hope you're not in any pain. I hope you're sleeping. I hope you're warm. I hope you're comfortable. I hope you're not afraid. I hope you know you're not alone. You were right. We are together, always. I'm with you, suffering right along with you. You will never be alone in anything ever again. I am with you. Even in Hell…I am with you. I will never leave you.
Good night, Freed Eagle. Sleep now, my only love.
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EPOV
I growled deeply as she kept riding on it, not having any mercy for my jaw or face as she slammed down harder and harder with each bounce.
I was laid out on the padded leather table, my wrists cuffed at my sides and my ankles trapped at the bottom of the table, spread wide apart. My nipples still wore their metal clips and now I also had one biting into my balls and a couple on my inner thighs.
Every so often I'd get a little shock from every clip at once. And now that Victoria was having fun, there was no way to predict their pattern. I think she'd just randomly hitting the controller any way her fingers fall on it now. Sometimes it would be a little jolt, a prickling of heat…other times it would be pure fire, long bursts of violent heat coursing through my body.
I held a vibrating black dildo end in my mouth, the other end pointed high up over my face as she moved up and down around it, holding a soft handle that dangled from the ceiling to support her weight as she kept fucking it, not allowing my own penis that pleasure as I was still being punished. This was a way for her to rub it in my face that I could fuck her somehow but not experience any of the pleasure of it myself.
Truly, it was the easiest thing I've had to do all day. Besides a hurting jaw, I didn't mind this. I didn't have to fuck her and that was perfect for me. And the shocks…a welcome treat after the day I had with Sir Kevin.
I growled and grunted as I tried to hold the dildo in place, the vibrating of it making my teeth feel numb.
She was screaming and jerking with spasms as she came all the way down on the plastic penis, her wet lips right above my full mouth as I closed my eyes and waited for her to finish her orgasm.
After a couple minutes, she lifted herself off of the slick, shiny penis and sighed happily as she looked down at me, still holding it, not moving until I was instructed to do so. My eyes looked at her, trying to convey desire.
"Wow.", she breathed, straddling my chest and sitting her moist pussy on me. She took hold of the dildo with the tips of her fingers, and said, "Open."
I obeyed and she pulled it out of my sore mouth, keeping it in her hand as she said, "Let me see the teeth."
I felt like an animal as I put my teeth together and let her examine them. She touched them carefully and said, "Open up." Then she looked around at my back teeth for a couple minutes more.
"Good.", she said, "Your teeth cost me a small fortune."
I kissed her, acting hungry for her as she broke away after a minute.
"Open.", she said again and I obeyed as she turned the dildo around, "Suck."
I moaned as the plastic head grazed the back of my tongue, her hand driving the cock hard inside. The thick taste of Victoria coated my tongue as I licked around the plastic shaft as she moved the dildo deep in and then almost all the way out as I sucked greedily and wetly on it.
"Yes…", she smiled down at me as I gave a muffled sound of pleasure, gagging a bit when she pushed the head to my limit and then venturing a bit further, testing me.
"Did you suck Sir Kevin this way?", she taunted, and I felt rage starting to build up in me again.
It's one thing she had a man attack me and have his way with me all day today, but now she was joking and teasing me about it.
"Mmmmm.", I said, as my response.
I jerked again, my body feeling hot fire flying through my veins as she moved the dildo faster in and out of my well lubricated mouth as my lips clung to the shaft.
"Oooh, so pretty," she commented, watching my face closely, "I wish I had a cock you could suck on."
You don't?
I was slurping on it and suddenly it was jerked out of my mouth and replaced by Victoria's red pussy that covered my mouth and almost blocked my nostrils. I gave a little noise of discomfort as my tongue moved furiously inside her wet folds, hoping she'd allow me air if I pleased her. She'd just cum, so it shouldn't be hard to do this quickly.
She rose up and turned around, sitting on my face as she looked down on my chest now, twisting the nipple clamp cruelly as her ass covered my eyes and nose, my mouth getting a sliver of air now and then as I wiggled my tongue wetly against her.
"Mmmmm yes, baby.", she panted, opening one nipple clamp and removing it as I screamed out into her lips, the sudden release brought a rush of blood and wicked pain with it.
I tried to quell my screams but she stroked my throbbing nipple, licking her fingers and stroking them harder, helping to ease the pain a bit.
"There you go, sweetie.", she soothed, "Shhhh….good boy…my baby."
She sucked and licked the nipple and my screams quieted. I returned to focus on my job and lapped my tongue in deeper, hearing her gasping and grinding against my mouth.
I needed more air so I started nibbling any soft area I could reach.
Moving her hands to the other nipple clamp, I heard myself whimper, anticipating the pain about to come when she tore this one off next.
"I know, I know…", she cooed, "Be brave."
She opened the clamp and I roared out, feeling my fists balling up tightly at my sides, a clang of the chains as I jerked my wrists and tried to pull my feet up off the table.
I was growling and roaring as she kissed my lower torso and I felt her mouth on the head of my cock, licking and swirling hot wetness around it.
"I shouldn't.", she said, "But I'm too soft on you."
And she was sucking my hard cock, trying to ease the pain of my nipple…and then I felt her flicking the one attached to my balls.
"MMMMM!!!", I moaned and wordlessly begged with pathetic noises at the same time, "MMMMMM!!!!"
She was sucking me in deeper and moved faster up and down me as she opened the teeth and I arched my entire back up, lifting her with me as I hollered and tensed, feeling my ass hit the leather and then jerking up again.
I felt wetness in my eyes as I swallowed up a gulp of air, then got right back to twirling my tongue and licking up the sides…
Victoria was massaging and working my balls with one hand as I began to calm down and reach my tongue down, searching for the clit, Victoria's favorite spot.
I wanted her off me but I almost forgot there were a couple more clips on my inner thighs.
She stopped sucking my cock, and I frowned internally, knowing she wouldn't give me any release since I'd "been bad."
"Hold on, pet.", she whispered, touching the next clamp, "It'll all be over soon."
From your sick mouth to God's fucking ears.
I waited and then came the immediate wave of pain again. I was glad she was allowing me to scream. I hollered out without words, bucking my hips, hoping it would dull the intense pain.
No more…God, please…no more tonight. But I knew there would be more. There always was, with Victoria. This was just day one.
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