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"Jesus, now that he's here, I don't know what to do with him," Misty said. She was sitting in a folding chair near the foot of the bed.
Ellen spoke from the side of the bed as she pulled the IV line from his arm, "We're going to do the stuff we said we'd do. We're going to have him as our most exquisite play toy ever. We're going to fuck him, suck him and make him beg for more." She smiled a grin that could best be described as borderline evil. "By the time we let him go, he'll be our personal pet and he'll live for having us as his owners."
Sheamus began to stir again. Ellen looked at Misty and said, "This will be the worst of it. He's going to come out of it and fight like a motherfucker to get loose. Be prepared because he's going to go fucking nuts." Ellen wasn't worried though. She'd selected an extra-wide bed and restraints for patients either so insane, they had super-human strength and those on drugs who had the ability to break handcuffs.
Sheamus opened his eyes staring up at an unfamiliar ceiling. It didn't look like a hotel. His haze lifted and remembered suddenly, fear shooting through him, the two girls. He focused and raised his head to see Ellen and Misty. "Fuuuuuuuck!" he yelled louder than anybody may ever have. As soon as he realized, he was restrained, he began trying to break free, violently shaking the bed. Misty was very frightened he'd get loose. Ellen was very frightened he'd break his own bones. "Bitches! Fucking bitches! Let me go! Let me fucking go!"
Ellen stepped forward and said with authority, " Stop it! You aren't getting free. You're going to hurt yourself in the process."
"I don't give a fuck," he yelled, words still a bit slurred.
"Well then you'll be trapped and injured so I suggest you stop it. I can give you another shot to calm you down," Ellen said coldly.
"Don't you fucking dare," he said practically spitting at her but there was fear in his eyes and that turned her on. She looked at this luscious, muscular piece of meat and reveled that he belonged to her now.
She ran her hand up his huge thigh towards his balls. She stopped short of touching them. She saw a flicker of of need in his eyes and she smirked. She spoke as she set him free from the monitoring equipment and rolled the cart towards the door. "You have to calm down, you have to accept this fate. You'll be here with us for awhile and then we will let you go unharmed." She moved closer but not too close to his face and said in a predatory tone, "But first, you're going to do a lot of things for us. You're going to do whatever we say, when we say and you're going to do it well. Misty and I are going to use you up, baby. You understand? Forget about being a Celtic Warrior, you're going to be our Celtic slave." She walked away, taking Misty by the hand as she went to the door. "I'll leave you to settle in. Just like a pet, you'll be begging for us to come to you when you get hungry." She pushed the cart with the monitors out of the room, turned back at him with sly smile and left him alone.