Hey guys , I am feeling much better, I hate damn viruses, don't you?Well I'm back! I am really fired up too! I already have the net chapter typed up ( er, edited , sry Miranda ) , but due to Miranda's sceduale I can't post till saturday. ( saturday = free day) So whantwhantwhant! Bye guys! I love ya'll so freaking much ( almost as much as I love Ice Bears) , so keep R&Rin'.
Omigawd- I completely forgot the disclaimer! Sry SM!
I am so sorry guys, I don't own it. I know , I know , you all want me to have it, but SMeyers won't give it to me. -sigh- However when I come to power .....(;
As I walked with Jacob I couldn't help but take in my surroundings.
There were no natural light sources. Instead the hall was lined with gas lamps on posts, which gave the hall an eerie glow to it.
Shackles lined the hallways, but there wasn't anybody in them.
Hell, there wasn't anybody in the hallway. If you could call a dark, depressing tunnel with shackles a hallway. It seemed like we had walked about ten minutes when I saw the light.
Cliché as it sounds, I was glad there was a light at the end of the tunnel.
I got excited a started walking more quickly.
My collar tightened and my head flung back. It took me a minute; this being my first time (and hopefully last) wearing a collar, to figure out Jacob was pulling the lead.
I started back to him.
He was glancing around nervously, " Never go ahead of your leader." He said sternly.
In the limited light I couldn't see his hand draw back, so you can imagine my surprise when his over-sized hand came into contact with my bare bottom.
I yelped in pain and shock.
" Shut up, bitch!" He yelled at me.
I braced myself, preparing for the smack about to be delivered to my already sore bottom. It never came, but my jaw was yanked open and a ball- gag was forcefully shoved in.
" Now come on, don't make James wait." He stalked ahead of me, causing my whole body to jerk forward.
I had only been crying a minute or so, when Jacob turned back to me and took the gag back.
" I'm sorry. I wouldn't have punished you if we had not been being watched. I don't like to punish slaves, i-it feels wrong. I mean, there people too, right?" We were being watched?
" I-I did-didn't see th-them." I stammered. What was wrong with me? Was I shaking? I didn't usually stammer.
" Please don't be afraid, you know, of me. The rest of the people here would just as soon slice your throat open and let you choke on your own blood, the go against the Mistress."
Of I was afraid of them all right, and no matter what he said, I was afraid of him too. He sighed loudly.
" As for you not seeing them, we're underground. Your eyes haven't adjusted to the changing light."
He paused, " I should probably warn you that James is not at all like me. He is a ruthless tyrant when it comes to his slaves. He really enjoys causing women pain, and will love to here you scream in agony." Oh, that's just great!
Pain and sex.
Sex and Pain.
Was there anything else? A girl's cry pierced my eardrums. We must be close. Jacob flinched beside me and looked directly into my eyes.
" Please don't give him any reasons to hurt you, I couldn't stand it on my consonance." Even tough I was afraid of him; I was being to really like him.
He started towards the cry. A heavy metal door was between James and us.
Jacob opened the door and I had to blink against the light t get my eyes to focus.
I really wish I never had. I would have rather go blind than to see a trembling blonde girl bent over a table tied up being fuck by another blonde haired man, which I assumed was James.
Blood was pooling beneath her feet. He grunted and slammed into her again, this time there was a crack and more blood, accompanied by an agonized shriek, pooled.
He had broken a bone? Was he human!
Jacob guided my over to a blood stained bondage cross.
He hooked the restraints, which had ever been removed, to the top of the cross, and then attached my legs to the widened base.
I craned my neck over to his ear, " What is he doing to her? Shouldn't he be stopp-" I was cut of by another scream?
Jacob leaned into my ear, " No. She has displeased Mistress, she is being raped to death." I gasped.
What? To death? Punishment, avoid at all costs, I chanted in my head.
Her screams turned to gurgling and eventfully dissaperappeard. James Pulled the body out side and then came back in.
" Ah, Jacob, and the new sexslave I see?" James had a gruff, scratchy, but somehow smooth voice.
" Yes. She is here for a warm up whipping and a fucking, Master." Master? Jacob the at least 6'7 buff Indian reports to this scrawny little pale blonde guy? This place is messed up.
" Can do, but first, oh Jacob?"
" Yes, Master?"
"Drop you pants." He purred.
" Yes, of course Master."
Jacob hurriedly disposed of his pants, leaving his tan half- erection.
James patted the table that the poor blonde had just been on.
Jacob laid down right in the middle. James walked over to him.
" Touch yourself."
" Yes, Master."
Jacobs's hand snaked down his body; he used one hand to cup his balls and the other to pleasure his manhood. James walked over to the edge of the table.
Jacob hesitated.
" Keep going, Jacob, and don't stop until I tell you."
James trust inside Jacob's asshole. He pulled himself back out and trusts in.
Where did he get so much freaking stamina? I watched, and with the POV I had I could see Jacobs Right Profile and James left.
I'm not going to lie to you, it was pretty fucking hot. I could smell myself getting wetter.
Smell. Now isn't that gross? And a major turn on.
Which made me smell worse and in turn made me get even wet. Jacob screamed and for the first time since James had started fucking, I tore my eyes away from James' penis slamming into Jacob, to see his face. He looked … greatful? He seemed to be enjoying it? God, I was running down my legs.
Guy on guy is great. I mean it would be if it weren't for my situation.
James tilted his head back, in what appeared to be orgasm, but sniffed the air and then looked between my legs. God did he smell it to? He dropped Jacob and went over to me. His hands cupped my breasts, measuring their size. I shivered, his touch was ice-cold. Jacob sat up and went into a submissive position beside the table.
I gasp as he found my rewetted sex. He met my gaze and then slapped my left cheek.
" No gasping, moaning, groaning, yelping, sneezing, talking, couching, and NO CRYING in my presence. Nod if you understand this and that you broke a rule, and will accept the punishment."
I thought him slapping my was the punishment? The girl. I gulped.
That had been Mistress though. He slapped my cunt. Hard.
He held up his now wet hand and licked it. He shuttered and wiped the rest of it in my hair. Damn, that would be one hell of a knot later.
" Your answer."
I knew if I kept him waiting, it would get worse. I nodded.
" Okay, I'm going to play with your nipples, I like them."
What? Play with me? Oh Fuck NO! He chose that moment t shove into me.
It didn't hurt. Jacob was bigger. He pulled out, and mumbled something about Jacob.
He went over to the table and ducked under it, only to pull out a silver tray full of strange things.
He sat it out of my view. He picked up something silver and strange looking with a big needle like thing on the end.
OH FUCKING HELL NO!
He placed it on my left, and more sensitive, nipple.
I heard a whoosh and then a scream. It was me . He had pierced my nipple! It was now bleeding down my stomach.
James muttered, " Beautiful." I swear I could have been sick right there and then.
R&R is the best mediction , and we don't want Miranda getting sick ( do we? (;) or else I won't have anything to edit. She's already half- way done with the story , but I have to have her Pass. to get into her com. , and then sometimes it's not even there , it's on her iPhone notebook files. And it feel like I'm breaking into Fort Knox for all the Passwords I have to go through. So help a girl out! R&R so Miranda doesn't get sick , and your left with author's notes for the rest of the week! ( including Sat. , What? We take care of each other. I not going to leave her sick bedside so I can go update?I mea she only did it twice. But that wasn't a real , you know , story update. Well I'm K-bableing , Bye. IF YOU LET HER GET SICK , I WILL KILL THE STORY!