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My gaze feast on the tall man in front of me. Chained, with bruises on his face, and a ball gag in his mouth, he still stands like a proud god. His power still emanates from every pore of his being.
He glances at me once. A complete scan of every part of me, done in seconds, but I savor the touch of his eyes on my body. I relish the way he strips me bare to my skin to look at what’s his. Always only his.
But I can see the way his jaw ripples. His attention is completely fixed at the point where Roger has his hand curled around my arm. I can hear Kayne bristle, like a lethal predator being toyed with.
I don’t want him to do anything that would end up with him getting hurt again, so I send him a look that says I’m okay. I can handle this weak little man digging his fingers into my flesh.
As long as he lives, I live.
“Tie him to the wall,” Roger instructs. His guards undo the chains wrapped around his arms and hook him up with the electric cuffs against the wall. They also attach his cuffs at his ankle to the wall so that Kayne’s legs are spread wide and his arms stretched out painfully on either side of his head.
I turn my head away so I’m looking in the opposite direction, away from Roger who is holding me against his body. His cologne makes me sick. And I can’t bear to see Kayne in that position.
But when the door opens again, a deep frown creases my forehead.
Three women step inside. They’re wearing short silk gowns and stilettos, and heavy makeup.
“Ah, let the games begin,” Roger says behind me, suddenly energized.
“Queen Sophia met my girls. Now, these girls are going to put on a show for your bodyguard. Let’s see how he does. Girls, I want you to make the bodyguard over there feel really good. You know what to do.”
Roger clicks his fingers and someone turns on the music.
The women shrug out of their gowns, giggling as they do so. They’re naked underneath except for a pair of G-string panties.
My eyes cloud over as they start to sway toward Kayne.
“Oh, you’re so hot,” one of them says and it’s not an act.
They’re touching him. Sweeping their hands across his chest. Breathing over him.
I can’t watch anymore. I close my eyes.
“You’re not so tough now are you, bitch,” Roger shouts at me. “Open your fucking eyes,” he yells. He releases my arm and his hand creeps into my hair. He yanks my head back and I hit his shoulder. Tears fill my eyes but I’m adamant not to cry. I won’t.
“Open your fucking eyes, right now.” He yanks harder. Kayne is growling. The sound of his wrath reaches me and it seems to anger Roger even more.
“Take his clothes off,” Roger barks. Part of me regrets pushing him, but I keep telling myself nothing that happens here with Kayne and me is real. Nothing done to us is real and it won’t matter in the outside world. Only us, together, we’re what matters.
But my heart breaks. No matter how much I try to rationalize my thoughts and the circumstances, what is happening before me leaves me sad and empty.
I don’t want to see Kayne being touched by three other beautiful women. I don’t want to see his body react. I don’t want to see any of it.
“Take his fucking clothes off.” Roger has to bark out his order again as his guards seem unsure how to do it.
“Don’t untie him, you morons,” he shouts as they approach him. “Get a pair of scissors or a knife and cut it off him.”
His guards spring into action. They find a pair of scissors in his desk drawer and slice the T-shirt and pants off Kayne’s body, leaving him completely naked.
His body is a work of art. Close to zero fat. All raw muscles ripped to perfection and meant to aid his strength. The bruises Roger’s men had left on his body seem to be fading.
The three women look at him in awe. That seems to take Roger’s anger to another level of crazy.
“What the fuck are you girls waiting for? Do what I asked you to do.”
They laugh and I’m sure that even though it's part of their act, they seem to be laughing at Roger himself.
The music sounds heinous in my ears. My eyes close and the last image I see is their hands on his body. Their bodies swaying against his, their asses pressed into his cock.
