I take my shirt off as my fingers tremble, and my chest tightens with apprehension. As I remove my pants, with prying eyes glued to me, I know Heather was right. I will never get out of here with my sanity intact. Already, I feel like I’m losing my grip. Walking over to the tub, I stand where I was told to and close my eyes again, hoping that if I don’t see what’s happening, it won’t be as bad. The same way you shut your eyes on a scary rollercoaster.
Big hands grab my hips and lift me. These hands feel different from last time, so I’m sure it’s Raven, not Dr. Martin. Fluttering my eyes open, I stare directly into his eyes, and know I was right. Raven is a tall, attractive man, with dark eyes and a fit body. If circumstances were different, I’d say he’s hot, but they aren’t different. He’s naked, which I choose to ignore for the moment. Without saying a word, he puts my legs through the holes in the swing. I cry out loudly when he straps my arms to the restraints attached to the sides of the swing.
“Please, Raven, don’t do this to me.”
He groans softly, as my doctor sits on the sofa, watching us like this is a captivating movie.
“Fucking good girl. Beg for me. Cry for me. Scream for me.”
I hear a humming noise, and my eyes drop to his hands, when I spot a vibrating toy in his grip.
“No!” I shout, but it’s too late. He has the toy on my clit, and my legs are stuck in this damn contraption, so there’s nothing I can do about it.
“Come for me. Show me what a desperate slut you are,” Raven growls, but I don’t want to orgasm. I want no part of it.
As if he can read my thoughts, he chuckles.
“You can fight it, little Lunatic, but you won’t win. Your mind says don’t come, but your body will give in to me. Every fucking time.”
The vibration becomes too intense, and tears stream down my face. I scream out as an orgasm overtakes me against my will. Balling my hands into fists, I buck my hips as one climax fades, and another begins. I want to stop, but I can’t. Even as they both laugh at me, like I’m a sick, twisted joke.
“I think she’s ready,” Dr. Martin says, his tone sounding vicious. Raven turns off the toy and tosses it to the floor. Moving up my body, he places his hand around my throat, with a sadistic grin on his face as he stares at me.
“Do you believe in God, little Lunatic?”
I shake my head, trying to get free from him. He isn’t squeezing my throat, but I don’t doubt he will.
“You’ll worship me, and I’ll take what I want, any time I want it. When we finish with you, you’ll be a used up mess. There is no one to save you. Not even God himself. Ever play that game when you were a kid? The one where you practice how long you can hold your breath underwater? For your sake, I hope you did.”
“No!” I scream.
“NO!” I yell louder, but it falls on deaf ears.
Raven reaches around me and turns the water on, filling the tub. It’s as if he somehow knows this is one of my biggest fears. I can’t swim, so I’ve never learned how to hold my breath underwater.
This is it. I’m going to die here. You win, Sullivan. All the times you beat me and didn’t kill me, but these two psychopaths will.
She screams as I push her head into the water. Luckily for her, she’s smart enough to close her mouth, before I hold her under completely. Bianca trembles with sheer terror, and it only heightens my excitement. Do I buy that this is some sort of weird therapy that’s going to help her? Not a chance. I’m a sick and twisted bastard, and I enjoy her fear. It’s the one gift she can, and will, give me. With my free hand, I line my cock up with her entrance, and slam inside her with a groan, whilepulling her head up out of the water, just long enough for her to take a few breaths, before pushing her back down again.
Bianca feels like I stepped into heaven, as forbidden as I know that’d be. Even though she said she didn’t want this, and currently has her head under water, her pussy is fucking drenched. I pull her head up and she coughs, gasps, and coughs more.
“You’re g-go-goinging to kill me.”
I chuckle, before pushing her back down into the tub.
“You’ll think you died and went to heaven, little Lunatic. If I were going to kill you, it wouldn’t be by drowning.”
“Stop!” she screams, “Please stop!”
I smirk as I fully submerge her head into the water, while I continue fucking her. As much as she hates it, her cunt clenches down on my cock as she unravels, while also wondering if this time, she’ll die. I keep dunking her underwater, and taking her to the edge repeatedly, when Alexsander comes over with one of his favorite items. An electro-stimulation device. I pull her up and almost immediately push her back under, as he places the wand on her nipples, and her entire body nearly convulses with her next orgasm.
I smile to myself, because our little Lunatic likes pain, and that fucking delights me. Not today, because I know the not so good doctor has other plans for her, but sometime soon, I’m going to fuck her while she bleeds.
Pulling her out of the water again, I place my arms around her waist and move my hips back, before thrusting forward and burying myself to the hilt.
Alexsander growls, “Hurry the fuck up and come.”
“No,” she cries while coughing.
