As I am about to get into the car, I notice that Stacy isn’t beside me anymore. When I turn to look for her, I freeze when I see Leo with a gun pressed to the back of her head. Stacy has tears in her eyes but is calm.
“Leo,” I say cautiously. “Leo, let her go. We don’t have to involve her.”
“You’ll run if I let her go,” he says with a frown. “I’m not letting you get away from me again. Paul was a fool for letting you go before.”
“Leo, I will go with you. Please, just let Stacy go,” I say. Stacy shakes her head at me, but I ignore her. I’m not letting her die for me. I won’t be the reason she gets hurt.
“Fine,” he says. “Get in the car, and I’ll let her go.” He points to the car parked beside mine, and I nod. I take tentative steps toward the vehicle.
“Sadie. Please don’t,” Stacy pleads. I ignore her and turn to get into the car when a heavy weight comes down on my head, and everything instantly goes black.
I groan and forcemy eyes open. I am confused when I look around and see the cabin from my nightmares. I try to sit up, but I can’t. My arms are pulled above my head, and my legs are spread and restrained.
“Oh, my God. Sadie. You’re awake,” Stacy says. I turn and see that she is restrained beside me. Her arms are pulled above her head, but her legs are tied together. We are both dressed in the same lingerie that we picked out today. I sigh and close my eyes when I feel the same familiar wetness between my legs as the last time I was here.
“You shouldn’t be here,” I say. “He said he would let you go.”
“He lied, baby. He’s a liar,” she says softly.
“What happened?” I ask, opening my eyes.
“He hit you and made me get into the car with you. We drove here, and he got us both dressed in this shit,” she says. “He...”
“I know,” I say. “I know he raped me.”
“The fucking psycho raped you next to me,” she frowns.
“He’s about to come in here and do much worse than that,” I say. “I don’t know what to expect from him, though. How long have we been here?”
“Uh... A few hours. He hit you pretty hard,” she says. “How does your head feel?”
“It hurts,” I say. Before I can ask anything else, the door opens, and Leo walks in.
“Oh, good. You’re awake,” Leo says, shutting the door behind him. When he walks closer, I see he has a Rose toy in his hand.
“You said you’d let Stacy go,” I say.
“I changed my mind,” he says coolly as he stands beside me. He runs his hand up my inner thigh, and I stiffen. “I missed you, Sadie.”
“Leo, please let Stacy go,” I beg. “Can you and I just work this out?”
“No. Stop asking, or she will get the same thing you are going to,” he says sternly. I close my mouth, and he turns the toy on. “You let all of them touch you. Didn’t you?”
“Yes,” I say quietly.
“Eight men. Eight demons to rid you of,” he says. “I do this because I love you, Sadie. You know that, don’t you?”
“Leo... This is not love,” I say carefully.
“You’ll see, Sadie. You’ll learn to love me the way I love you,” he says. Before I can respond, he presses the toy to my clit, and I yell out as I unintentionally arch off the bed. He has it turned all the way up, and it makes my body shake.
“Stop,” I scream at him. “Fucking stop, Leo.”
“Come for me, Sadie,” he says as he pushes his fingers inside of me. I groan when he curls his fingers, and he grins down at me like a maniac.
One right after another, Leo forces orgasms out of me. Each one is more painful than the last. It doesn’t stop my body fromresponding exactly how he wants. I can’t stop any of the noises or the tears that join my uncontrollable moans.
“One more, Sadie,” Leo says with a snicker.
