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“Don’t you dare try to come near me with a razor,” she says, and I finally let her squirm out of my grasp.
“Or what?” I ask, watching her as she stands and stares down at me, her hands firmly on her hips. “You’ll tell Daddy? We can film it for him if you want. He’ll have a whole collection by the time he ransoms you back.”
She pales at that, and I remember she doesn’twantto be ransomed back.
“Or, you know, by the time we let you go.Ifwe let you go. So far, you’re not worth the asking price, so maybe that’s why your daddy hasn’t answered us yet,” I tell her as I stand up. There’s a wet spot on my pants, and it’s going to get uncomfortable ifIdon’t bathe. One way or another, she’s coming with me, and I’ll dunk her in the goddamn bathtub if I have to.
It was entertaining to have her sleep covered in our spunk, but I’m ready to see her clean again. Or maybe I just want the chance to run my hands over her, unfettered, and feel all the soft, pliant curves beneath my fingertips. Maybe it’s just both.
Or maybe I don’t need a reason at all.
I feel powerful, and I don’t even need to lay a hand on her to feel my spent dick twitch with interest. There’s just something about her, something about capturing her, about knowing that we’re steadily breaking her down, and it’s fucking intoxicating.
“Come on,” I tell her. “You can bathe in the nice suite you shunned when you decided to misbehave. I’ll show you what you’re missing… and what you can maybe earn back if you behave long enough.”
I grab her arm when she gets close enough, and she fights me for a moment, focusing those angry eyes on me. But I flex my grip, letting her know I’m willing to bruise her if she keeps trying to resist. She isn’t allowed to resist me, to resist us. As long as she’s trying to claim sanctuary here, I think we damn well get to play with her however we want.
I drag her through the doorway, and she stumbles. I help her straighten up, and we start for the stairs. She freezes.
“Are there guards up there?”
I grin at her like I just won the goddamn lottery. “Yep. Two at the top of the stairs, one in the living room, another at the top of the second story stairs…” And she’ll have to walk by each and every one of them fully nude.
My grin fades when I remember the sight of her trying to seduce one of our guards, though, and my mood sours some.
“But don’t get any ideas about flaunting yourself. No one’s going to touch you unless they want more than just a finger chopped off,” I add. “Angel is itching to see what happens when you use a serrated knife on someone’s cock now.”
I expect her to flinch, but she casts a dark, exasperated look at me. “Of course he is. He’s like a fucking child.”
“Dare you to say that to his face,” I taunt her. Angel would probably find it funny—right before he found someone to practice on just to prove a point—but she doesn’t need to know that.
We get to the top of the stairs, and I jerk her closer to me, more protectively. I have the sudden urge to order one of the guards to get a blanket to cover her with so I’m the only one who sees her as we go upstairs, but no. She fucked up, and she fucked up big. It’s only right that she gets to see just how easy it is for us to make her miserable here.
The two guards are staring—not at me, but at her and her cum-streaked face and hair. I want to puff out my chest in pride.Yeah, that’s right. We did that to her, and she’s all ours. You can’t fucking touch her unless you want to lose your hand, I want to say. She’s our prize, our treasure, and the only people I’m going to share her with are Angel and Victor. The guards can look all they want, but if they’re not careful,Imight be the one to teach them their lessons.
There are all sorts of things you can do with the right drugs, and I have plenty to choose from.
I lead her into the living room, purposely going slowly even as she tries to pick up the pace. I let the guard have a good eyeful before chastising him, “Don’t get distracted.” Mean, maybe, but I’m enjoying this little game.
The guards at the top of these stairs are professional enough to only glance at her out of the corner of their eyes instead of turning to look at her full-on. It’s both a positive thing that they can do their jobs and a negative thing, because I wanted Lucia to be utterly fucking humiliated by the time I get her into the bathtub.
But I’m sure what we did to Freddie has spread through the house like wildfire.
I open the door to the suite she’d originally been given when she was still a guest and not a prisoner, letting her take in the sight of all the luxury she’d spurned. “Just think. If you hadn’t decided to go act like a slut, you’d be sleeping in that bed right now, nice and cozy with all the blankets and the soft pillows.”
Lucia grits her teeth, but for once, she keeps her mouth shut.
It’s both amusing and disappointing, because I like getting a rise out of her.
I guide her to the bathroom and close the door behind us. “Need to piss?”
She hesitates but nods. “Go ahead,” I tell her. “I’ll just be readying your bath.Princess,” I call her, just like Angel always does.
“I’m not going to use the bathroom while you’re in here,” she bites out.
“Aww, c’mon,” I coax her. “I won’t even be paying attention.” Like hell I won’t. I still cross the room and go to the huge bathtub in the back of the bathroom, fiddling with the knobs until the water reaches the right temperature.
I hear her pissing behind me, and I’m nice enough not to turn around and look to humiliate her further—even though I want to. I wait until she flushes to usher her into the tub, even holding out my hand to help her in. She ignores it, of course, but she gets into the water.
