“When do I get to leave?” I ask, and he chuckles as a knock sounds at the door.
“Yes, come in,” Master shouts as the door swings open and the smell of aftershave hits my nostrils. I still because I know that smell all too well.
“Dalton, I see you’ve met my soon to be daughter-inlaw. Isn’t she lovely?” he asks, and I cringe as his hand lays on my shoulder, squeezing it. My body freezes, and all I can think about is how he left me for dead, beaten, and bloody in my room. How every hit to my body felt.
“Is she gorgeous? Yes. she is. But the verdict is still out. Is her cunt tight? Pink? Can she suck dick? And most of all, is she obedient?” he asks, and I want to fall into a hole. These men are fucking disgusting.
“Try her out. I’d think you’d be impressed,” Jake tells him, and I bite the inside of my lip to keep myself from lashing out. In here, I know I have to follow orders otherwise I’ll never see the light of day, and that’s not something I want.
“I’m not impressed that she felt the need to kill herself. The women we want have to be willing. They have to be trained, otherwise, they get strung up and killed like cattle.” Master smirks.
“She’s just starting her training. I can assure you. She will be ready,” Jake tells him.Ready for what?
“Well the last one you promised me is dead. So I’m not sure this one will be good enough. Ya know Radley, those who don’tmake good on their promises feel the wrath I bestow upon them. Don’t get on my bad side. Ya hear. The Aces won’t like it,” he threatens Jake. I want to smirk so fucking bad because this is the first time I’ve heard someone of power threaten a Radley and it’s like a breath of fresh air.
“Understood,” Jake says and squeezes my shoulder until I wince. “You behave yourself while you get better,” he scolds, and I nod because I refuse to look at him.
“You’re dismissed, Jake. I’ll keep you updated on my Little Doll,” he states, and Jake clears his throat.
“My doll,” he corrects, caressing my cheek.
“Semantics. We’ll see about that. Maybe I’ll keep her for myself,” Master taunts, and Jake growls.
“Not a part of the deal, Dalton,” he grits, and Master laughs.
“What I say goes. I’ll be in touch,” He tells him, waving him off. Carl opens the door, ensuring his exit. Once he leaves and the door shuts behind me, I release a breath I didn’t realize I was holding.
“So, little one. I heard you have a friend in here and I’d like to set you both free but I need you to do something for me,” he says, and my eyes light up.I’ll do anything if that means me and Axel get to go home.
“Anything. What is it?” I ask, and he tells me exactly what I need to do. I want to fucking vomit. But if it will set my Fallen Angel free then I hope Axel can forgive me for what I am about to do.
Chapter 15
Axel
My body shivers as I sit in this metal chair completely naked with a blindfold covering my eyes. My heart beats in my chest so rapidly it’s almost hard to take a breath. I don’t like being here, especially since I’ve been blindfolded from the moment I stepped into the hallway and was led to this room. The orderly’s hand touching my skin and the laughs of others as we walked down the halls of Hillsboro felt like little needles stabbing every inch of my skin. I’m not ashamed of my body, but I don’t want other people looking at me. It makes me feel nauseated and on edge. Taking a deep breath, I grow impatient as I sit here waiting for the woman I have to kill to arrive. Should I be nervous? Probably. Any sane person would be but I’m not normal. Haven't been since I came out of the womb. My mother always reminded me that I was a screamer, which I guess hasn’t really changed. My throat is still raw from the other night.
After saving Lolli, we were taken to a room, strapped to chairs, and electrocuted until we screamed. Lolli’s cries for helpwill be forever embedded in my mind. I wanted to fight for her—to save her from these people—but I couldn’t. I couldn’t even save myself. I screamed for hours until I physically couldn’t anymore. But what was even worse, was after they were finished with the brain scramble, they dug meat hooks into my back and suspended me slightly into the air. My body swayed with every lash that whipped into my back as I was raped. All the hands that touched me. All the objects that were inserted into my body brought everything that I buried away to the surface. I relived everything as if I was young again. How I still love my mother after everything she let happen to me is a whole other problem in itself.
It felt like I was in the air for days, my back still aches. My body is bruised along with other parts we won’t talk about. I’m embarrassed and disgusted with myself. They forced me to cum more times than I ever have in my life, and I just wanted to die. If this is what the rest of my life is going to be like, I need to end it.
I’m hoping after this bullshit they want me to do that I can go home. That’s what I was promised. If I kill the person they are bringing in here, I will be free. There will be no court case for the nurse. Everything will just vanish. My record will be wiped clean. It almost seems too good to be true.
I met the famous Master they all kept talking about. He seemed like any other business man—the ones who just take what they want and throw money around to showcase their power—but I saw the monster beneath the mask. I always do. He watched everything they did to me. He showed me the pictures of what Lolli and I did to the orderlies, and for some reason, he was impressed and wanted me to kill this person, whoever it is, today and also offered me a job on the outside. How hard could it be to watch his son and report back to him? It sounded easy enough, so I agreed, and he drew up a contract in which I signed. There was no way I was going to agree to all of this and nothave something in writing. I’m not fucking stupid despite what anyone else thinks.
A door scraping open and footsteps entering the room has my spine snapping straight. I’m vulnerable as fuck sitting here not knowing what to expect, but I'm thankful that my hands aren't restrained.
“Little Doll, get on your knees in front of him. Little Puppet, you don't move unless I tell you to. Nod if you both understand,” Master commands, and I nod.I hope she's not going to touch me. I know I’m naked, but I just don’t want to be fucking touched!
“Good. Now, Little Doll, get him nice and hard for you,” he orders, and I immediately shake my head, close my legs, and cover my dick. But he slaps my hands away. “Puppet, I said not to move! Open your legs!” he spits, and I continue to shake my head. “Do it or the deal is off!” he spits, and I slowly open my legs, removing my shaky hands from my cock. Her cold hands touch my thighs, causing me to jolt as she digs her nails into my flesh. The feeling of a million spiders crawling all over my body has me trembling in the metal chair. The tips of her nails graze my dick as she pulls on every bar lining my shaft. My cock begins to thicken the more she pulls and scrapes her nails against me.How does she know I enjoy pain? Like really enjoy it?
“That's it, Little Doll. You are doing such a good job,” he praises her as he runs his hand through my hair. I cringe at his touch, wanting to scream for him to stop. “Puppet, open your fist,” he orders as he places something metal, heavy, and sharp into my hand. “Cut into her. Let her feel what you feel. Just don't kill her,” he commands, and I grip the weapon and reach down to the hand holding my cock and slice down her arm. She hisses but doesn't cry out. “Good boy,” he praises as she strokes my cock, and all I see is the night in my mother’s car when one of her johns stroked my dick while stroking his and all she did waswatch. I shake my head, growling as I slice down her arm again, then I swipe it across her chest. I run my fingers through her blood, smearing it all over her nipples. I begin to pinch and pull roughly at them, causing her to cry out in pain, and I slice again while she digs her nails along my length, swiping her thumb over the tip a few times. I bite my bottom lip because it feels good even though I hate it. Another flash hits my vision as Master orders her to wrap her mouth around my tip.
“Be a good boy Axel, Jerry is going to make you feel good. Then we can go get you some candy,” my mother tells me as Jerry pulls my pants down, touching me, licking me.
I pull her hair and shove her head down my dick as I drag the metal blade across her back. She cries out again, but I don’t stop. I continue to drag the blade up and down her body, applying more pressure to the back of her head, causing her to choke loudly as another vision appears of a man forcing me to take his dick into my mouth while my mother guided my head.“His mouth is tighter than your flabby cunt. I think I want to keep him for a couple of days. You good with that? I'll pay you for him,” he tells her.
“You got a deal, Roger,” she replies, leaving me with him for three days.I shake my head again as she swallows around me, and I growl.
