They slide over my breasts, down my stomach, then to my hips before finding my clit. A tongue closes around my nipple. When I open my eyes, I see a woman standing in front of me, sucking my nipples while her fingers work between my legs, gliding inside my inner flesh.
“You are mine now, Emily,” Zeke whispers against my ear as he pushes deeper inside me.
He pins me to him, his palms gripping my ass, holding me steady as he drives into me again and again.
A deep, primal moan rips from my chest.
“You will come for me,” he murmurs, nibbling at my ear. “You will show me how completely you surrender, because you can’t escape this.”
The woman moves lower, her tongue pressing against my clit while her fingers thrust inside me. My knees buckle. My body tightens, locking around every sensation as my breath comes inbroken gasps. Tears blur my vision, mixing with pleasure and betrayal as I watch myself in the mirror, my body used and exposed, and I can’t do anything about it.
His hand slides up my throat, gripping it. Then his fingers trace from my chin to my mouth, prying it open before he shoves two fingers inside.
“If my brother knew I was fucking you,” he laughs, his cock pulsing inside me as he groans, “he would kill us both.”
And all I see is Zayne’s face in front of me.
My mind tries to tell me he is the one behind me, that this is him, that I can surrender.
I feel weak.So weak.
And then I finally gave in.
My thighs start to shake, my lips parting.
“Oh God,” I whisper between sobs.
The woman pulls her fingers from me and begins to rub my clit. Zeke pulls his cock out, then drives it back inside my inner flesh.
I tighten around him, my eyes closing as my mouth opens on a broken sound. My ass slaps against his skin as he fucks me with full force, thrusting in and out until his cock swells inside me.
He pulls out and steps around to stand in front of me. He grabs the woman by the hair and commands, “Open your eyes, Emily.”
I watch as she takes every drop of his cum into her mouth, her tongue out, swallowing every last bit.
“This is the only food she has every day,” he says.
He shoves her to the floor and comes back to me, jerking the chains so my body swings. The movement makes me twitch. He yanks the chain down hard, forcing me to collapse against his shoulder as he lifts me and carries me out of the room.
As we walk away, I see the woman rush toward another woman lying on the floor. She laughs, then sinks her teeth into her flesh.
I scream, my eyes squeezing shut.
The sound barely leaves my mouth before Zeke spanks my ass hard.
“Shut the fuck up.”
And I do.
There is no reason to fight this. I know if I do, I will only suffer more than I already am.
“Why are you doing this?” I whisper.
“Pleasure,” he says, laughing.
He carries me back to the cell.
This time, I am alone. No one waits inside—just the thin mattress on the floor and the cold walls closing in.
