Page 11 of Prisoner


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I shake my head slowly and the corner of King’s mouth tips up.

“Sweetheart, if you don’t, I will do it for you.”

I know he’s not bluffing, but I still refuse to move.

So they’ve brought me here to get me naked and have their way with me. Is that it? King takes a few steps towards me, meeting me in three strides.

“Strip,” he commands again, anger clear in his dark green eyes.

But against my better judgement and the angel on my right shoulder, I continue to stand still.

Dax shuffles on his feet whilst the other two men watch eagerly on. After a few moments, King fists my sweatshirt in his hands and rips it to shreds, throwing what remains of it onto the floor at my feet. My skin feels the chill of the room, goosebumps coating my arms at the cold air, my nipples perking up at the change in temperature.

“Are you going to do the rest or shall I carry on?” he asks, cocking a brow.

But again, my stubborn ass doesn’t move. Nothing King does will ever frighten me. I won’t let him have that power.

His mouth tips up in the corners once again and he turns and walks back to Dax. He pulls Dax’s knife out of his holder and returns to his stance in front of me.

King bends on one knee and puts a hand around my calf and lifts it slightly, pulling off my trainer and sock before bringing the knife to my ankle.

I look down at the knife resting on my bare skin under my leggings and then back at King, watching his eyes roam over my body.

My choice of clothing tonight being my baggy sweatshirt and workout leggings had allowed me plenty of room to move about freely whilst I crawled through the bushes only hours ago. Now they feel thin and flimsy under his gaze.

King returns to the task at hand and the blade disappears under the material. The sharp edge of the knife turns outwards, cutting the clothing easily as he slides it up my leg.

The leggings split open as he works the knife all the way up, cutting through the waistband, his eyes never leaving mine as he does. Stopping just inches away from my pussy, my breath hitches before King returns the knife to my other leg and repeats the same process, pausing for just a moment to smile up at me before slicing through the waistband, and what remains of my leggings falls to the floor, leaving me bare in just my bra and knickers.

I daren’t remove my stare from his.This will not affect me.

Standing up slowly, his breath tickling every inch of my skin, King wraps his arms around me, the knife firmly in his hand at my back, but I still stand frozen.

I hear the rip of material and a slight cold sensation as the knife slices through my bra, the blade placed flat against my shoulder blades for a mere moment. My bra stays in place whilst King stands in front of me. He looks down at the material that’s barely covering my breasts before looking back up at me, a salacious grin covering his face.

I see the glint in his eye before King steps back, my bra falling with him as I’m bared for everyone to see, my nipples hardening further as the cold air hits them. I don’t take my eyes away from King, but in my peripheral vision, I can see Dax’s head bent to the ground, but the other two men are still staring, way too eager.

King goes to move the knife under my panties, but I grab the flat edge of the blade before he gets there.

“I’ll do it,” I say, jutting out my chin.I’ll keep what little dignity I have left, thank you.I hook my fingers under my knickers and pull them slowly down my legs, bending with them before stepping out and standing fully naked for the men to feast their eyes on, apart from Dax who is still more interested in his shoes.

King looks me up and down slowly, a look of adoration mixed with hunger, and the heat between my legs pools again. I curse myself for letting his gaze affect me after what he’s just done to me.

King jerks his chin in the direction of the shower and I look at it over my shoulder before looking back at King. Rolling my eyes, I walk over to it and a shrill scream escapes my lips as the spray hits me automatically once I position myself underneath the head. I stand under the icy water, shivers wracking my body instantly, and I take short gasps of breath as my body tries to get accustomed to the cold.

My skin turns a pale white, the goosebumps now erratic and all over my body. My nipples are steel points that are painful under the jets. I tilt my head down, tucking my chin into my chest as my hair falls over my face, curling under the spray of the water.

Once he’s satisfied, King’s voice fills the silence.

“Come.”

I lift my head and turn to see Dax has opened another door on the opposite side of the room and I walk through, dripping wet, following him. King at my back once again.

Suddenly, I’m self-conscious about my nakedness around two of the most eligible bachelors of the Three Districts and I hug my arms over my breasts to keep some decency.

After being ushered down another long corridor, wet footprints in my wake, we walk out into a huge open space. There are cells on both sides of the room that go up another few storeys. It’s some properShawshankshit.

I continue to follow Dax, but our presence has obviously disturbed the occupants of these cells, which are most definitelynotempty, and suddenly there are yells, whistles, and catcalls coming at me from every direction.

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