Page 109 of Vicious Kitten


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“Remember the time when we came over for dinner?” Madam Vik turns to Julie and laughs. “She wouldn’t get off Brian’s lap, so he took her into the playroom, and we watched them play through the window? I think Brian would pretend to be a sick patient in the hospital, and Patrice was his nurse, tasked to make him feel better.”

“Yes, that’s right.” Julie turns to me. “Do you remember the window, Patty? It looked like a big mirror on the wall, but it actually went into the room we used to keep locked so you couldn’t go in. That’s where the video camera was set up. A couple of times a month, we would let people come in to watch the show. Fifty dollars per person. We made a killing.”

Oh my God. It’s worse than I thought.

“Brock.” I lock eyes with the Feast’s bouncer. The guy who, for a time, I thought was my friend. “Help me, please.”

He shakes his head. “No way. Master has me lined up to make a pretty fucking hardcore porn movie with you that’s gonna make me rich. No fucking way am I letting that slip through my fingers.”

“What?”

Master chuckles. “Yes Kitten. We have so many plans for you. Tonight will be your last night in Fox Pines because tomorrow, you are going to your new home far away from here, and you will do what you do best. We have the most fucked up stuff organised for you.”

A sob escapes, and they all fucking laugh.

No. I can’t let them take me away from here. Ty. Marcus. Shaun. Simon. Garrett. I don’t want to be apart from them. Or my family. My mum. My dad. Char or the twins. Lexi. Tillie or Bell. Fucking hell, I can’t let them take me away.

I would rather die than do whatever it is they have planned for me. I won’t let them destroy me like that.

“Clothes off,” Master demands and for a moment, I’m confused, thinking I already have my clothes off, but then I realise he’s talking to the others in the room. They obey, moving to the sides to get naked, and panic rushes through me.

What the fuck is happening now?

Once naked, they move off to the side, talking quietly together, and I strain my ears trying to hear, but it’s no use. I tug on the restraints again, wanting to scream when they don’t budge. Instead, I keep it in, letting it fester with my building rage.

When they are done, and even Master Hill is naked, which is weird as he usually wears his suit, I watch him stalk towards me, coming to stand between my legs again. A repulsive tremor works its way up my body as I see his stumpy, wrinkly, foreskined dick point to the ceiling. The urge to tease him about his dick is on the tip of my tongue, but the fact that I know he’ll make me regret teasing him has me keeping the thought to myself.

“Last time, you managed to get away before I could take this virginity.” He runs his fingers over the rose of my arse. “Tonight, you won’t be so lucky. I’m claiming it, and I won’t be gentle.”

I laugh. Yep, pretty fucked up for the situation, but I laugh like I’m fucking happy. I am, in a way, but also, I’m pretty sure I’m a little cray-cray right now.

“What the fuck is so funny?” Master hisses, and I laugh again. That is until Julie darts beside me and fists my hair tight.

“Why are you laughing?” She hisses.

I don’t stop laughing, ignoring the sting of hair ripping from my scalp.

“You’re too late, Master.” I laugh again. “I gave my arse virginity to my boyfriend. He fucked me soooo good with his big dick. Not like your stumpy, wrinkly little thing. I probably won’t even feel it.”

Whoops. I fucking said it out loud, didn’t I?

“So,Master.” I preen. “Looks like you won’t be taking away any of my virginities.”

His face reddens, and his nostrils flare as he grits his teeth. “Unlike my brother, who took your virginity when you were what? Eleven?”

What the fuck did he just say?

He starts laughing wickedly this time, and the others join him.

“What?” I snap.

“Oh, you didn’t know?” Master looks smug as fuck as he looms over my bare Kitty. “Brian Bates is my brother. We share the same whore of a mother but have different dads. That’s why we don’t have the same surname.”

What. The. Actual. Fuck!

“That makes me your uncle.” He’s wearing a shit-eating grin now, and after a moment of staring at him, I lose it.

I scream and thrash, baring my teeth, shaking the sex bench as I turn into a madwoman. Master throws his head back, laughing and Vik claps while Julie and Brock just grin.

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