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“I’m going to ask you some questions and if I am happy with your answers, I won’t cut you. If I am unhappy then I will make you bleed,” he whispers. The blade digs into my thigh slightly. I have no idea what questions he is going to ask me, but I know they will no doubt be about Alexander. He wants the technology Alexander created. He offered to purchase it from him the first time I met him, when Alexander told me about Richard’s illegal business and why he really wanted the tech.
“First question. Were you really Alexander’s sex slave?” His voice is thick. He moves the blade to my left breast, just below the nipple.
I know he already suspects that I’m not, so I decide not to lie. “No. I’m really his fiancée.” I inhale and hold my breath, waiting for the cut to come. But it doesn’t.
“I thought so. You didn’t behave like a slave, even a well-trained one. Did he organize tonight’s raid?”
I consider telling him no. Then I consider telling him the truth, that yes, we organized it together. Instead, I decide for nonchalance. “I don’t know. He doesn’t include me in all of his decisions.” The blade flicks across my breast and bites into my flesh.
“Try again,” he snarls.
“I swear, Richard. I don’t know. He may have. He may not. If he were alive you could ask him yourself. All I know is he told me that he would punish anyone who tried to buy me from him and that he would keep me safe.” The blade leaves my skin and comes up to touch the underside of my chin. He applies enough upward pressure it forces me to look up at him.
“But he didn’t keep you safe, lass, did he? You see, Alexander Black isn’t as good as he thinks he is. I killed him tonight and then took what was most precious to him. I will break you, Rebecca, until you are nothing. I will destroy everything he built, and then and only then will I be satisfied.”
“All of this because he wouldn’t sell you that tracking software you wanted?” I ask him.
He lets out a full-bodied laugh. “No, this is not about technology although that would be nice to get my hands on. I’m taking over his empire. He makes more money with his illegal gun trade than I do on my girls. People fear the wrath of the mighty Alexander Black, but they will fear me even more. Especially since I am the one who ended his life.”
“Was he really so powerful?” I ask, needing to keep him talking. The more he talks, the longer he isn’t torturing me.
“Oh yes, he was. Many wouldn’t dream of opposing him, but not me. I worked out how to get to him. You. You were the key to bringing him down. I didn’t plan to kill him, you know. I was going to ransom you off. He would pay any price I demanded for you. Including signing everything over to me. But he had to protect you and I knew he would die before he let me leave with you. So, I shot him. And now he is dead. And no one will help you. You are mine now to do with what I please. Speaking of which, no more talking. Spread your legs. Now,” he demands.
I do immediately, acting compliant. If he puts the blade down, I might be able to get my hands on it. If only he would release my hands. That would make it so much easier and give me a better chance to grab it and drive it straight into his cold, black heart.
He slides into position between my legs and drops the knife by my ankle. Then he grasps my lower legs and lifts them higher to get a better angle. He drives into me in one hard thrust. I’m unable to reach the knife, so I try to relax as much as possible at this unwelcome intrusion, hoping that he thinks I am submitting to him. Then a new idea comes to me. If he thinks I am enjoying it, then maybe he will stop all together. After all, this is about him getting off, not me. I make the snap decision to play the part of a woman being completely satisfied by her lover.
“That’s it, Richard, right there,” I moan. He stills inside me immediately and looks down.
“What did you just say?” he asks. I know he heard me, as everything around us is eerily quiet.
“I said that feels good, Richard, right there.” I hate myself completely for even pretending to enjoy what this monster is doing to me. But all I can think of is surviving long enough to give the guys a chance to find and rescue me.
He starts moving again. “Did he ever make you feel this good, you worthless slut?” he asks as he thrusts harder.
This is my chance to stroke his ego, so I lie and tell him what I know he wants to hear.
“No. Never made me feel this good.” I feel bile making its way up my throat again, threatening to choke me as I lie to Richard about Alexander. No one has ever loved me physically the way Alexander has. He fills a part of me that I never knew even existed. He is such a skilled lover, always attentive, ensuring that I orgasm every single time we make love before he allows himself to release.
Richard’s laugh echoes around me. “The great Alexander Black a terrible fuck. I should have known,” he cackles. He thrusts harder, trying to get himself to finish. I hate myself for what I am about to do. But it’s fake, all of it. I clench around him and pretend to orgasm. He looks down at me, smirking as he pulls out, slides his hand up and down his shaft a couple of times then finishes all over me. His ejaculate covers my naked belly. He stands up immediately and looks down at me, then further down my body until he sees the knife near my feet. As soon as he spots it, he bends to pick it up then turns and leaves the room, closing the doors behind him with a thud, and taking away the only chance I have of getting out of these bindings.
I’m pulled back into consciousness by cold water being poured over me. I try to move, but I can’t. My arms and legs are tied down, and my entire body aches. I lift my head the best I can to look at myself and I almost cry at the damage. There are cuts and bruises everywhere, along with dried blood. Richard is between my legs, stroking his member. “Glad you’re back again, pet. Can’t have you missing out on all the fun, now can we?” He comes even closer and I feel my lower half being lifted by something underneath me. “That’s a better position,” he says before plunging into me.
The pain I’m feeling tells me this isn’t the first time he has raped me back there since I’ve been here with him. Tears flow freely from my eyes and I cry out in pain. I hear his almost maniacal laugh, and when he finally finishes, he pulls out of me, jerking himself with his hand a couple of times before spraying his load all over my belly.
“Don’t go crying, Rebecca. Trust me, this is gentle compared to what my men will do to you.” He sneers at me.
“How long have I been here?” I ask.
He lifts his eyebrows. “Only a few hours so far. You fainted from the pain and I kept myself busy whilst you were out, getting well-acquainted with your body.” I remember earlier when he came in and raped me, my arms were no longer tied together so I must have made him feel like I was no threat.
“Do you like the contraption I have you on now? Gives you the illusion that you’re lying down, which I guess you are, but I can also flip you over.” He presses a button and the section underneath my ass stops applying pressure and I feel myself spinning slowly. Once I am facing the floor, a metal contraption lifts to keep me in position, stopping at my belly. I see his feet come closer as he positions himself between my legs.
I jump at the sting against my ass, and as I yelp another one comes down in quick succession. I try to arch my body out of the way but with the restraints and the metal underneath me, I can’t move. Ten more excruciating strikes rain down on me before it stops. My voice is hoarse from crying. I feel him touch my arm as he bends to duck under it, then he grips my jaw, forcing my neck back in an extremely awkward position to look at him.
“Open your mouth, slut.”
I know what he wants to do, and I can’t fight him. He pushes his half erect cock into my mouth, and clasps either side of my head. His thrusts are a slow rhythm at first, before speeding up, and as he grows fully erect in my mouth, he gets rougher. I can’t keep from gagging as he pushes all the way to the back of my throat.
