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“I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll be feeling me for days.” He shoves a hand between us, yanking and clawing at my underwear. I tamp down the urge to scream, forcing myself into that place inside my head where I’m numb.
There, but not.
This is no doubt all part of Vaughn’s plan to punish me. To show me that he still holds all the power.
Sometimes, he would let his target fuck me. Beat and berate me. Other times, he’d intervene before things got out of control. But it was always on his terms.
Part of me had hoped he wouldn’t let it get too far tonight.
Stanley chokes me harder, lost in the fantasy of having a young beautiful girl at his disposal. My vision blurs slightly as I vaguely feel him touch me. Defile me.
But I burrow deeper into my mind. My safe place. Pretending I’m still in All Hallows’ with Theo and Millie and our friends.
A bite of pain lances through me as he tries to drag pleasure from my body. But I’m broken. Ruined by Vaughn’s final act of deceit.
He didn’t have to do this.
He could have let me go.
He could have let—
The door swings open and Stanley staggers back, yanking up his trousers. “Who the hell are you?” he stammers.
I shouldn’t be relieved to see Vaughn standing there. But I can’t deny I am.
Shoving my dress down, I sit and straighten my hair, sucking in deep breaths as I watch the familiar scene play out before me.
“You good?” Vaughn asks me, and I nod.
“W-what is this?” Stanley glances between us, his eyes full of panic.
“This is the part where you and I have a little chat. Sit.” Vaughn points to a chair, so calm and collected, even I shudder at the authority in his voice.
“I will not. You can’t just barge in here and—”
“I said sit the fuck down.” He manhandles him into a chair and goes to the dresser, pulling out the small camera there.
“W-what is that?” Vaughn rounds the table and I use the moment to slip around him.
“Where the fuck are you going?” he barks, and I flinch.
“The bathroom.”
He nods and I grab my backpack and slip into the bathroom.
This is my chance. My one and only shot to escape. But I have to time it just right.
Vaughn enjoys this part. Presenting his targets with the proof of their indiscretions. Threatening to make it public, to unravel their perfect lives if they don’t give him whatever it is he’s after. Usually money.
Lots and lots of money.
His voice rumbles through the room as I quickly change into the spare clothes shoved into my bag earlier. I drag my hair into a ponytail, ignoring the finger and bite marks littering my skin. Double checking the envelope of money, I slip the backpack over my shoulders and take a deep breath.
“I will not!” Stanley bellows.
“I don’t think you understand, I will send this video to your wife. Your business associates. Your children…”
Vaughn’s voice is cut off by the blood roaring in my ears.
