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“What do you think?” I snark, clenching my teeth from the pain. Quickly, he pulls the blade out, staring down at my side where blood spills. Bending down, his tongue meets my skin, lapping up the viscous substance pouring out of the wound.
“Mmm, so delicious. Better than the last time.” He removes his tongue, before clamping his teeth around the wound biting aggressively into my side. My body jolts, trying to rip from his hold, but he only bites harder.
“Fuck!” I scream, realizing his teeth cut into my skin. He finally releases my flesh, standing up with blood coating his mouth as he gives me a wicked grin. Looking down, I see my bloody side with his bite mark circling my stab wound.
Jesus Christ, he’s an animal.
“Your turn,” Blais says to Theon, spinning around as he licks my blood from the blade. Ace nods to Theon, whose eyes spark with an excitement I haven’t seen from him before. He pops his knuckles, cracking his neck while he glares at me.
Theon twists around, stepping back toward the table, scanning over each instrument, looking for his best option. He glances over at me to gauge my reaction, before stepping away from the table to come in front of me. All I can think about is how exhausted I already am, how this is going to be one long night based on the way his angry hazel eyes meet mine.
Theon’s hands find the buckle of his black belt, making me pause in hesitation. What the fuck is he doing? Is he going to fucking rape me?
Shit. Shit. Shit.
I was fucking right. They are going to do unspeakable things to my body.
“No, please. Don’t please.” I’m pleading with him not to do it. Fucking hurt me, cut me, shock me, but please don’t fucking rape me. I know I’ve faked my pleas with them before, but for once, I’m being serious. I’ll never forget the agony that Tommy put my body through. How many times he forced himself on me. Memories threaten to flood me, but I can’t do this right now. I can’t have a panic attack.
“Be quiet,” Theon growls before ripping the belt from his loops. The intense ferocity in his eyes makes my skin crawl. His eyes never waver from mine, stepping closer to my body.
“Please, anything but this.” I’m shaking with fear, thoughts of what Tommy used to force me to do, making bile rise in my throat.
He folds the belt in half, snapping it so the crack fills the room. All I can hear is my rapid breathing, nervous to be under their control. Shit, I’m showing too much emotion. They’re gonna know all of this is getting to me.
Theon runs the belt against the exposed skin of my stomach, before pulling it away and giving me a test swat against my skin.
I try to suck in as much as possible to avoid the sharp sting, but it doesn’t work. The irritating pain isn’t as bad as the shocks, but it still prickles. Looking down, I see the marks on my body from the baton prongs zapping me and now the angry red mark from the belt.
“That’s one. Make sure to keep count.” His husky voice filters through my ears, making my pussy tighten.
Get your shit together, Zamira.
“W-what?” My voice is shaky, wondering what his plan is. “You’re...you’re not going to rape me?” It’s a fucking dumb question, considering he still can, but this isn’t what I expected him to do. Holy shit. They might be fucked up, but I don’t think he’s going to rape me. Maybe they do have some sense of morality.
“Two,” he groans in my ear, causing me to wonder if this is making him horny too. “I don’t hear you counting.” Swatting my stomach once more, I whimper from the stinging. He ignored my question, filling me with even more hesitation.
“Th-three,” I croak loudly as my core clenches.
He continues to whip me as I count, but I try to drown out the pain I feel right now. Theon is strong as fuck. Every single lash feels like it’s tearing through my skin. I’m trying to avoid the stinging sensations and the burning from each time it cracks against my skin. How badly my arms hurt and how much my legs want to drop out from beneath me. The throbbing pain in my side from Blais stabbing and biting me almost sent me over the edge.
For the next couple of minutes or so, Theon repeatedly swats against the skin on my stomach, before moving around to my backside. Looking straight ahead, I refuse to meet either Blais or Ace’s eyes so they can’t see the agony I’m feeling. Tears are threatening to spill and I’m so close to admitting my weakness.
It’s not the cracks of the belt, or the stinging from the baton, or even the fucking bite that’s getting to me. It’s the length of time I’ve been in this position and how long I’ve been forced to stand here with my body being put through torture.
Exhaustion is working its way around my body. My head feels like it’s going to explode as an uncontrollable ache washes over me. After counting to ten, I stopped, knowing he’s just going to keep going for as long as he pleases. He didn’t scold me again for stopping, so I don’t think he really minds that I have no idea what number we’re on now.
Theon lands the first crack to my back, the stinging causing my body to arch forward as I let out a deep, guttural whimper.
“Take it. Take it like the tough girl you pretend to be.” Everything about the way his voice is laced with desire makes me confused. Another one lands on my back and I grit my teeth together.
Fuck, that one stings.
“This can all end if you just talk to us. Tell us everything you know.” His voice pounds into my skull. If I wasn’t so stubborn, this wouldn’t be happening, but I refuse. I can’t let them take my strength from me, so instead, I remain silent. In this situation, silence is power.
Next thing I know, heat is pressed into my body, as Theon’s warm breath skates across my neck. “Look at them. See how much pleasure they take in your pain,” he whispers in my ear. I’m not sure if he meant for it to sound seductive, but damn, I just went from being in pain to even hornier in two seconds.
My pussy is tingling as he continues to press his body further into me, but it’s quickly replaced with a cold breeze and a hard swat to my lower spine, ripping a deep gasp from me. He drags the belt down the arch of my spine gently before slapping it against my back right under my ribcage.
