RIGHTIO, this chapter is really dark, so be prepared, I did say there would be rape in this story, so be warned. :):)

Damon lay paralyzed on his mattress while three of the vampires nest fed on him at once. Kala sucked on his neck, Carlyle on his wrist and Yasmin on the inside of his very upper thigh. Just the feeling of the blood being drained from his body so slowly through each of his arteries was excruciating enough but it didn't stop there. The bites themselves were ten times more agonizing as anything he had ever felt in his life but he couldn't scream anymore, his voice box was worn out so instead he let out low moans and whimpers, though his captors didn't care for his suffering. In fact, they enjoyed it, embraced it.

'Stop...' It had been 4 months since he had first arrived at the nest and 4 months of unbearable torment.

'Why would we do that?' Kala asked before blowing cool air over his open artery.

'How long are you going to keep me here?' His voice was weak and desperate but at this rate he was willing to let it slide.

'As long as we want.' She replied.

'I don't want to let him go!' Jasmine called from the other side of the house. 'I like him.'

'Me ether, I rather like him too. I think he's my favorite out of all the vampires we've taken.' Pauli added.

'Why is that?' Markus asked curiously.

'He has attitude and that neckline…simply orgasmic.' He answered with a one sided smile.

'I will agree completely with you on that one.'

'You hear that Damon?' Kala whispered. 'You're not going anywhere, at least not for a few more years. '

Damon's body pulsed with fear but movement was impossible.

'Keep scaring him, his blood runs faster!' Carlyle insisted.

Kala smiled. 'You know, I've actually grown a bit attached to you as well, and that's no lie. It's been a long time since I've felt attached to another vampire… You could be staying a lot longer than we all think…'

Damon closed his eyes and tried hard to relax but truth was, he believed every word they were saying. He could be in this room for years…decades… he didn't want to believe that they could keep him centuries, that was too much for his brain to handle. A sudden burst of pain surged through him as Yasmin bit down harder. He couldn't help but let out an agonizing cry.

'Ah, I love it when he makes those noises.' Yasmin growled.

'Hurry the fuck up you three! It's my turn!' Ricky hissed.

'I'm done.' Kala answered. She got to her feet and wiped her mouth. 'Hurry up you guys.'

'Me too.' Yasmin did the same.

Carlyle got to his feet and stretched out. 'I think I'll take a nap.'

Before they could even walk a meter away Ricky was on top of Damon, squeezing the back of his thighs to the point Damon felt pain. 'Are you ready Dameo?' Ricky pulled the boxer briefs from Damon's hips and forced his knees up.

'Don't touch me!' Damon hissed.

'You're not gonna remember your own name after this.' Ricky smiled darkly then pushed his way into Damon's body.

A loud cry of pain escaped his worn out voice box along with enough adrenaline for him to attempt to pull his way out of Ricky's clutches.

'Hold still!' He took a handful of Damon's hair and pulled him back into place.

Damon struggled against the forceful acts but failed to gain any advantage over the much stronger vampire. Begging was no good, he'd tried that in earlier attempts and failed horribly. Ricky shoved himself deeper into the defenseless vampire causing agony filled screams to escape his throat. He moved quickly and forcefully making every move as painful as the last until finally, the longest 15 minutes of his life were over.

Ricky pulled himself up and zipped up his pants. 'Next time will be better…'

Damon closed his eyes and shook his head slowly.

'Flick! Get in here and clean this sorry excuse for a vampire up.'

Soon the red headed vampire made her way out from one of the mysterious doors and knelt down next to Damon. 'Hey sweety, are you hungry?'

Damon could only barely nod.

'Here…' She pulled a blood pack from a small bag and unscrewed the lid. 'Drink…' She put the nuzzle between his lips and allowed him to suck down the human blood quickly. When he was finished he placed his head down and closed his eyes.

'Let me clean up those wounds now.' She pulled a towel from the bag and dabbed at the wound on his neck.

'How long have…have I been here?' Damon asked between shallow breaths.

'It's been about 4 months now.'

'4 months… It seems longer than that.'

'Sorry, only about 4 months.'

'After all this time… every night they finish with me, you're always here to clean me up… why do you bother? Why do they bother?'

'They want to keep you alive, I want to keep you alive.'

'I'm not gonna say that I want to die, because I don't.' He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment before looking Flick in the eye. 'But I don't think I can take this for another 4 months let alone the decades their planning…'

'You're very, very strong, I can tell from the way you reacted to us 4 years ago. It's the same reaction I saw the first day we brought you here. Hold on to your attitude and you'll be fine.'

'And why are you so nice to me? Everyone else here can't wait to hear me scream my lungs out…'

She chuckled. 'I'm not really the kind of vamp who enjoys the suffering part, if I had my way I'd make it completely painless for you. That's why I take the time out every night to clean you up and feed you. It makes you feel better for a moment doesn't' it?'

'Yeah… I guess so.'

'Well, then my work is done.'

'If you don't enjoy the suffering part, why are you doing this?'

She sighed. 'Get some rest.'

'Help me… please…'

Flick then showed the first sign of sadness she had ever in the past. 'I wish I could but, until they decide their through with you, you're not going anywhere.'

Damon felt sick from those words. It's like his life was crumbling down around him.

'Or…' Flick half smiled. 'Someone might just rescue you… you never know. Keep that hope and you'll stay sane.'

Damon thought of Stefan, knowing him he might believe that he had just run off in a huff but there was Salette, she would realize he wasn't calling and she would know something was wrong. Eventually she would contact Stefan and they would come looking… He smiled lightly to himself. There really was hope…

Do you want me to get darker, scarier or more graphic than that or is that dark enough? Do you want more or less scenes like this? Tell me what you think :):)