Sad

Her sobs broke his heart. As he carried Marty away, she continued to cry. Her tears soaked Victor's shirt as he lay her down gently on the bed within a small cottage in the woods. She was trembling as she looked up at him in fear. "Why did you take me from Todd?" she asked him sadly.

She reached for a sheet to cover her nakedness, but Victor had already seen it all. Her embarrassment was nothing compared to the pain in her heart from being separated from Todd. "Marty, I won't hurt you. I'm only trying to help you. I am nothing like him," he whispered. "I'll keep you safe from harm."

As he tenderly caressed her hair, she felt so conflicted. His touch was so gentle and soothing, but what were his motives? Why did this stranger kidnap her from Todd?

"Todd wouldn't hurt me. We are joined now... and I was with him of my own free-will. I love him," Marty stated.

"You cannot love Todd. He's a monster. He did awful things to his other captives...and they all ran from him in fear."

"I don't believe that," Marty spoke sorrowfully. "I don't know who you are... or why you took me from Todd... but you better take me back or he's going to kill you."

Victor prepared a bath for Marty and lovingly placed her in the tub. She trembled as he began to wash the dried blood from her inner thighs.

"I'm Todd's twin brother," he revealed. "My name is Victor."

"Victor!" she said in a gasp. "I know who you are." She had seen his portrait on the wall of the great hall when she'd been taken to the underground lair to join with Todd. It had been hanging beside the portraits of Todd and Irene. Why would Todd's twin want to separate her from Todd? She sobbed softly as he finished giving her a bath. He then wrapped her in a soft towel and carried her back to bed.

Marty cried herself to sleep in Victor's embrace. It was at that moment that Victor came to realize he wanted her for his own. He was in love with the woman who claimed to love his brother.

*~o~*

Todd awakened a couple of hours later. He was devastated when he realized Marty was gone. She had been taken from him; he could feel it. She hadn't escaped him as the others had.

"Rebecca!" Todd bellowed as he called for his serving girl.

Rebecca came running, looking nervous when she saw her master's fury. Todd looked volatile. If she said or did anything wrong, he might just snap. She didn't want to be the one to feel the sting of Todd's vicious anger.

"Where is she?" Todd screamed. "Where is Marty?"

Rebecca looked at the bed and saw the bloodstained sheets. Was she just like the others? Had Marty ran away from the underground chambers and the master's kinky appetites? Rebecca knew that this time that wasn't what had happened. Marty had been taken.

"He took her away," Rebecca spoke in a tiny voice.

"Who?" Todd demanded. "Who took her?!"

"Your brother. Victor took her," Rebecca revealed.

Todd's fury held no bounds when he heard that his brother had taken Marty. He burst into Irene's chambers and demanded, "Did Victor take Marty? You better tell me where she is immediately!"