“Honestly, Avery. Show your own little omega dominance and continue to MC Cassidy’s performance,” Madam Clara scoffs as if we’re simply rowdy children. “Ebert! Put your back into it!”
“Yes, ma’am,” he mutters, and then the choking begins.
“Oooh. Ebert likes to choke out his fucks. Kinky!” Avery laughs. “I wish Jakey hadn’t left. He should enjoy what he helped happen. We never would be here without his help.”
I hope he’s run over by a train and crows peck at his body for hours while he remains alive, I whisper into Bellamy’s mind.
Amateur. I hope he’s raped at auction one day, and he’s sold to an alpha named Bob, who uses him as a human shitter,Bellamy snarls back.
This is the best we can do to accomplish what Cassidy tried so hard to save us from. She doesn’t want us to witness what’s happening, so Bellamy and I will distract ourselves with thoughts of revenge.
My brain is chaotic as it finds ways to protect me, clinging to anything it possibly can. It’s a constant pivot on repeat, until I feel as insane as this situation is proving to be.
We are their toys, not people.
An electric prod presses against my skin, making me scream as the pain courses through my nerves. I obviously never saw it coming, so there was no way to avoid it.
Though, there never is. Not when there’s nowhere to go inside this cage.
Bellamy also gasps out my name, which means he felt the same pain. I doubt he was tased or anything while Princess Psycho is on his back.
“Pay attention, Winter!” Clara hisses at me, before I’m hit again with the electrical probe.
“Leave her alone,” Bellamy gasps.
“You know, I don’t like guys, but I might be in for a revenge fuck to lose my virginity,” Avery says.
“That boy is too cold to get it up for you,” Clara says dismissively. “Damn, you’re done already, Frank?”
“It’s been awhile,” the man says sheepishly.
“Next!” Clara yells.
This is a hellscape that just keeps getting worse.
“Ooh ooh! Let’s play a game! I’ll give points for the person who makes her scream. She’s a tough bitch to crack. Make her bleed from her holes and choke on your knot,” Avery squeals.
“The gag is going to make that last part a little difficult,” Clara snorts. “I’m down for the rest.”
Die, die, die, die!
I keep the mantra going in my head, but Cassidy loses the fight after the third man slams into one of her holes. Based on her scream and cry of pain, it must be her asshole, and I shudder in sympathy.
The men get more and more cruel, going back for seconds as Avery loudly gets up.
“I want to play too. Let me get an electric prod too,” she decides. The next moment, I can feel as she pushes it into Bellamy’s side. I drop onto my back as I writhe in pain, despite not being currently electrocuted.
“That’s a cute trick,” Avery murmurs.
“Enjoy your experiments. I don’t give two shits as long as it gets the job done, and they can still be sold after,” Clara muses.
“Fuck yes!”
The cage door is opened and I’m pulled out by my hair. Avery is already bored, I suppose, with the men raping Cassidy, because she fists my hair and shoves my head into water. My hands are pulled tightly behind me as I buck and scream, swallowing water as I’m held down while on my knees.
Now, there’s nowhere for me to go. I’m not sure where they got the water, but it doesn’t matter as I blindly drown. Bellamy screams in my mind, while I try to fight to get my head out of the water.
At this point, I’m begging to pass out. The panic attacks me at not being able to breathe, breaking me faster than anything else. When I was little, I almost drowned, and I’ve always been afraid of bodies of water since.
