Once I lifted my eyes from a ruby-colored carpet, my mouth fell open at not only the elegance of the gigantic room, which looked like a high-end hotel apartment, but also the view. To my right was a small galley kitchen, then a door before the white sectional, and finally, a glass wall.
The sun was sinking into a forest that ran all the way into the horizon. It was beautiful, but my heart sank at the realization. We were out in the middle of nowhere. So even if I somehow managed to throw myself out through that window and survive, I had nowhere to go. The nurse closed the door behind me while Sir walked around the apartment searching for something. When he approached me, I remembered his previous commands and was about to kneel, but he grabbed my hand. “No!”
The yelling startled me. “I?—”
“You may speak.”
“What did I do? I’m so sorry.”
“Shhh.” His hands rested on my shoulders. “Magdalena. There are some things I can explain only here or when we’re outside by the pond. There are no cameras or bugs in this room because it’s meant for the high lords.”Why was he calling me by my name?
“High lords?” I needed to learn the hierarchy and where he was in it, and the architecture of this place.
“The owners of this hell, of this ring, this Mafia, everything.”
“Oh.”
“How do you know they aren’t listening to us?”
“I brought a blocker just to make sure. All signals will be corrupted.”
“Oh.”
“Magdalena. I’m sorry?—”
“Please don’t—” I couldn’t help shaking my head as I lowered my gaze to the carpet again and swallowed my tears.
He cupped my cheek, and our eyes locked. “You must believe me. Everything I’m doing is to keep you alive. Us. To keep both of us alive.” He paused. “I told you never to get caught. What are you doing here?” He was flustered that they’d found me, as if I’d been flying a flag announcing my name and location.
“I haven’t lived a life of crime, so excuse me if I don’t know exactly how to avoid people like you!”
He burst out laughing. “Here I was, thinking today might have broken you, but you’re nowhere near being broken.” He shook his head, holding his amused yet admiring expression. “Still little but fierce, huh?” The smile was seductive as his gaze slid from my eyes to my lips to my naked breasts. Goosebumps covered my body. “Although, a lot hotter.” His tongue slid between his lips, and he bit the tip of it. A chill rolled throughme, forcing me to quiver, but rage saved me, bringing me back to some common sense and heating me like a furnace.
“You think this is a joke? You raped me in front of hundreds of people while they masturbated to it. You made my ass bleed from being paddled by everyone in there. This, after you promised me you wouldn’t hurt me if I obeyed you. After I begged you in front of everyone not to do it. Do you have any idea how much pain I’m in?” I screamed the question, then, unable to help myself, I slapped him. He stood there completely unaffected even though my handprint was on his cheek. “You piece of fucking shit!” I slapped his other cheek, then covered my mouth and stepped back. Even if he begged me to stop slapping him, my rage was infinite. His stoic expression angered me even more. I wanted to hurt him as bad as he’d hurt me, and it wasn’t working.
Now, it wasn’t only my ass that was stinging, so was my palm. I ignored the burning pain traveling to my ass cheeks.Well, that cream didn’t last long.The rage helped me withstand it, so I could give this sick asshole my two cents since I had failed to consistently act like a pathetic slave. “You want me to believe you aren’t enjoying everything you’re doing to me? You want me to believe you’re somehow on my side?”With every word, my voice increased in volume.
My hand flew through the air again, but he caught my forearm. He dug his fingers into my skin, then squeezed until I could feel my veins being crushed, my circulation stopping. His strength pulled a whimper from me.
“Not that I have to explain myself to you or justify anything. At the end of the day, you got caught, and I made youmyslave to train. Which you should thank the heavens for, by the way.”
Although the pain on my ass and my arm had drawn my tears, I scoffed at his high-and-mighty claim, then yanked my arm away.
“That performance and your ability to squirt all over the stage while supposedly not enjoying being raped is what got us this room so that I could talk to you without the eyes and ears of this institute, and explain to you how to survive here and get a good buyer for you! It made it possible for our richest buyers to watch you, your pussy, and asshole while I fucked you. It’s always better to be the slave of a billionaire than some sick, poor, bitter psycho. And that’s what I did for you today.”
“A buyer?” I whispered so low he didn’t hear me, and I stopped listening to the things he was spilling.He was really going to sell me to those creeps? He wouldn’t help me escape? And somehow, he wanted me to believe he was helping me? It’s all for me?I placed my palm on my chest at the vacant ache.I’m such a fucking idiot. When was I going to learn he’s no different than them? He grew up like this.What other choice did he have but to be exactly like the rest of them? Like Mael. It was never going to be over. After this place, I would continue to be raped and who knows what other torture how often?
He continued bickering to me as if he had not noticed how quiet I’d gotten. My hand was numb with pinpricks all over from his relentless grip.
When I finally popped back into this world, he warned, “Don’t make me regret getting this room. I had to make today believable. Do you have any idea how much worse it could have been? Slaves usually get fucked by every member of the audience, instead, I was the only one to touch you.” My mouth dropped. The angry faces of the girls from the audience ran through my mind.They were angry I’d gotten off easy?He’d made them hate me so I would have no one if he ever let me out of his sight. And it was protocol otherwise, why would they make the other girls hit me. It was the same game everywhere but especially here; they pitted us against each other so we wouldn’thelp each other figure out this place and burn it all down. And like always, we fell for their trick.
“I was scared they would be suspicious because on top of forbidding them from fucking your precious holes, I reduced the number of paddles per audience member.” Purple fingerprints had formed on my wrist after he threw it.
“What are you expecting,Sir? You want me to feel sorry for you? Oh, poor innocent sex-slave trainer. He must make his abuse believable. Aww. Let’s make her scream until she chokes, faints, and bleeds, then humiliate her even more by showing everyone how I come inside her.” I mocked and pushed out my bottom lip while wrinkling my brow, mocking him, then clapped. “Bravo. Sir. The perfect actor for a sick, cruel rapist role. Yeah, no fucking problem there. Totally believable.Sir.”
He stepped up to me, grabbed my arm, again drawing a whimper from me. My loud trembling breaths filled the room while I tried to yank my arm away from his hold.
He shouted through his teeth. “You want me to show you how the rest of the girls get treated here?”
