What the hell is he doing?
“Jenks, grab her underwear. It’s in the glass on the coffee table.” Colt’s voice sounds far away.
My eyes flutter open seconds later when I feel my thong being shoved into my mouth, and Jenks is right in my face. “Bite down on that,” he tells me.
I do what he says, and I taste the scotch invading my mouth from the material. I swallow some, the rest runs out and onto the table. Something cold is on my ass cheek, making me shiver, but is quickly replaced with a hand, and I flinch. “I haven’t even gotten started.” I hear Colt say before slapping it. “Did you feel that?’
“Yeah,” I mumble through the gag.Why wouldn’t I be able to?
“Sorry, princess, but this is going to hurt,” he tells me, then I feel a burning sensation on my ass. Like something is ripping through it.
I slam my head into the table, biting down on the material to keep from screaming at the top of my lungs. My breath momentarily taken away by the sheer pain. My entire body tenses up, and I pull on the restraints that have me tied down to the table.
CHAPTER TEN
COLT
ISTAND AND look over her ass as blood runs down her leg from the four letters I just carved into her. Bringing the razor blade to my mouth, I can’t help but run my tongue across it, licking up her blood before tossing it onto the table. Then I lean down and run my tongue along her ass, licking it clean too. “Beautiful,” I whisper.
Gripping a handful of her hair, I gently pull her face up off the table and rip the thong from her mouth. Then wrap my other hand around her jaw, tilting her head so she’s looking over her shoulder at me. I slam my lips to hers, letting her taste her own blood on my tongue along with her tears that run down her face.
She doesn’t kiss me back with as much enthusiasm as I have, but I expected that. “Good girl, princess. Good girl,” I praise, trying to calm her down.
Her bloodshot eyes meet mine. “Please?” she begs.
“I know. We’re going home.”
She closes her eyes, and her shoulders shake as a silent sob wracks her body. Letting go of her, I walk to the sink and take a hand towel, running warm water over it. I then walk back over to her and gently press it to the wound, trying to stop the bleeding.
Jenks runs down the stairs with some ointment in one hand and a large bandage in the other. “Here you go.” He hands them over to me.
Removing the towel, I unscrew the lid on the ointment and squeeze some onto my finger, and then rub it on the letters of my name.
She quietly sobs while flinching.
“Almost done,” I tell her. Opening up the bandage, I place it on her ass. Then I bend down and undo my belt from around her legs while Alex unties her wrists.
“Jenks, go bring her car around,” I say, and he takes off out the door. I don’t want to have to carry her through the party like this. Ripping my shirt up and over my head, I place it on her and then pick her up in my arms. She buries her face into my bare chest.
“What do you want to do with him?” Finn asks, pointing at Nate, who sits in the kitchen chair, mouth duct-taped, and wrists tied behind his back, covered in our cum.
I laugh. “Tie him to the chair and leave him. Someone will find him. Eventually.”
Just then, the door opens, and Jenks enters once again. “It’s right outside.”
“See you guys back at home.” I walk her outside and place her in the passenger seat of her car and buckle her seat belt.
“Please?” she says in a soft voice.
I push her wild hair from her wet face and cup her cheek. “We’re going home, princess.”
She doesn’t even bother to open her heavy eyes. She just nods once, and her head falls to the side. I’m losing her fast. She had been drinking, then add what I just did to her for the past hour, and she’s exhausted.
Shutting her door, I get in the driver’s seat and take her home.
RAYLEE
I WAKE TOa dark room, moaning at the pain I feel in my entire body. I’ve never been beaten with a baseball bat before, but I imagine this is what it feels like.
