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It’s the first time I’ve heard somewhat of a noise from her gagged mouth. It’s almost a faraway scream, making my chest tighten. Her body tenses, pulling tight on the restraints that hold her down.
Blood runs down the side of her body before he presses two fingers into the now open skin and removes the one thing I had that guaranteed I would never lose her again. He drops the tracker to the floor and stomps on it with his black combat boot.
He then turns back to the cart and picks up a black device that makes Kashton jump to his feet. I can’t seem to find the strength to stand. He presses it to her skin and gives her three staples, trying to close the wound he just opened as she shakes violently, the gagged screams seem louder than the last.
“Such a good girl,” he tells her, and her naked body sags into the metal table. “You deserve a reward for that.” Picking up something off the cart, he then pops the top on a tube of lube. He pours it all over the pink egg and then stands. He runs his fingers between her legs, and once again, she fights. He begins to finger fuck her, forcing her body to rock on the table. Her neck and back arch, and her hands fist. “That’s it.” His distorted voice coos. “Such a good whore. Aren’t you, sweetheart? You had no problem coming for me before. Come on my fingers, love. Come all over them. Show me how much you like it.”
“Who in the fuck is this, Saint?” Kash shouts.
It has to be… “James,” I answer.
“No way. We killed him,” Kashton argues with me. “Plus, even if he had still been alive when we left with her, how the fuck would he have access to Carnage? Or know where her tracker was?”
“There’s no one else it could be,” I grind out.Someone she’s fucked?That list could be long, considering she’d been on the run for four years. I never asked for a list because I liked the idea that she’d ever only been with me, Haidyn, and Kashton.
“Where the fuck is Haidyn?” He pulls out his cell and starts calling him. “Voicemail,” he growls, throwing it to the floor of the plane.
The man removes his fingers and slaps her cunt, making her flinch. He steps back, and she sags into it. After a second, he slides the egg into her. After wiping his fingers just inside her on her bare chest, he picks up his cell and hits a few buttons. She starts rocking back and forth, fighting once more, fighting the vibrating toy inside her.
He picks up a marker and removes the lid. He writes WHORE across her upper chest. Then FUCK ME next to the 666 on her pelvic bone. BITE ME on her right thigh and USE ME on her left thigh.
“Look how pretty you are.” He tosses it to the side as well. Reaching up, he grabs her breasts, and her hips buck. “Fuck, I’ve missed these.”
“It has to be James,” I whisper, not believing it could be anyone else.
“Here…how about a little more. I want you to enjoy it.” Grabbing his cell, he turns up the vibrator, and she’s practically convulsing on the table at this point. “That’s more like it.”
The other three laugh, reminding me that they’re in the room. They stand at the foot and head of the table in their masks, watching her. Enjoying the show. The third leans up against the countertop with his arms crossed over his chest.
“We’re almost done,” Ace tells her, but I doubt my wife can hear him. Between the hood over her head, the gag in her mouth and the vibrator in her cunt, her senses are heightened. “You’re doing so good.”
His mask looks up to the head of the table when he speaks. “Go get the crate.” Then he looks at the one who stands at her feet. “Help me out.” He unclasps the ankle that’s next to him while the guy follows his lead.
She kicks her legs since they’re free, but Ace grabs them, wraps his arm around her knees, and shoves them up to her chest. “Hold them,” he barks as she tries to fight him.
The other guy rushes to the side of the table to take his place. Once Ace thinks he has it under control, he walks over to the counter and opens a top drawer. He removes a butt plug and lube. He pours it all over the black silicone. So much so that it slides down the sides and onto the floor. “I’m being generous, love,” he tells her as if she fucking cares. “Some don’t get this courtesy.”
Walking back over to her, he stands at the end of the table, legs wide, and runs his fingers along her ass.
“Shit,” the other guy hisses, locking her legs in place as her hips buck off the table, making it rattle.
“Got her?” Ace asks, sounding impatient.
“Yeah.” The other man’s mask nods. “I’m good.”
“Just lie back and relax, sweetheart,” Ace tells her before he pushes the butt plug into her ass, making her body rattle the table as it fights. Ace chuckles once it’s in and stands up straight. “You didn’t mind when I fucked it, baby.” He slaps her ass cheek, and his laughter grows. “You begged me, remember? Your ass was up in the air, and you were on the verge of tears. You were so fucking needy for me to take it.”
He reaches up and motions with his glove-covered fingers for the other guy to release her legs. He pushes them down, and they redo the ankle restraints before she even has a chance to fight them.
Ace walks back over to the side of the table, facing the camera. He reaches out and runs his glove knuckles down her chest, making her back arch up off the table at his unwanted touch. “We had fun, didn’t we, baby?” he asks her, slapping the side of her breast.
He reaches down at her neck and undoes the hood's string. There’s a reddened mark from how tight it was on. He pulls the hood slowly off her head. A cloud of dark hair covers her face, stuck to her skin from tears, snot, and drool.
She’s sobbing behind her gag, and he places his mask-covered face down to hers. “Shhhh. Shhh, darling. You’re okay,” he tells her, his hands pushing her hair from her face so he can see her.
He grips her cheeks and turns her head to the side, forcing her to look toward the camera. Red-rimmed blue eyes stare at mine, and my breath catches in my lungs.
“What the fuck?” I hear Kash bark, but I ignore him.
