head. It kind of hurts me a lot seeing him in this room. Bomber strikes me as a good guy amongst all these dickheads. Why the fuck is he here?
“No wonder you two are so popular.” He beams. “Complete opposites. Raven all dark and Silver so light.”
I hate being called Raven, although weirdly it helps separate myself when I have to deal with this shit. Demon leaves me and stands by Natasha, he whispers something into her ear and she nods. As soon as she does, he has her backed up against the wall and his mouth on hers. I can’t tear my eyes from them, but Bomber blocks my view. He walks me to the wall on the other side and blocks everyone with his body, they’re all interested in the show Demon is putting on.
“What are you doing?” I whisper.
“I didn’t know he wanted me for this.” He whispers back. “I thought he had a job for me.”
“Well he has.” I snap. I don’t know why I’m so angry with him, he is after all a Devil’s member but he’s different. I can feel it.
“I’m going to help, but you need to bear with me.” His words shock me and I’m about to ask him what the fuck he’s talking about but Strike interrupts.
“Keeping her all to yourself, Bomb?” He asks.
“Trying to, I don’t seem to get any time with her.” Bomber replies.
“Too bad.” Strike grins and snatches me away. “Let’s watch the show.”
I try to look back at Bomber but he’s gone. I hear a loud thud and quickly turn around to see Demon has pushed Natasha to the floor. She cries out as she hits the hard floor and I go to her side but Strike stops me. I watch in horror as Demon slaps her across the face and tears fill my eyes. Strike pulls me away and backs me up, capturing my lips with his. I don’t like to kiss him. I don’t want his mouth on mine. My skin crawls, I want him off me. All I can hear is the slapping noise of Demon continuing to hit Natasha. I would love to push Strike off me and to go over to Demon and get him off Natasha, use some of his own weapons on him to teach him a lesson.
Strike moves me to the bed, lying me down on my back while Andrew and Chopper tie me down. Andrew leans over me, kissing me and stroking my hair. I move my head out of his way but I can’t move too far as I’m strapped down. Suddenly a sharp slap burns across my breasts and I scream out in pain. The men laugh at me, spurring Strike to do it again and again and I swear he gets harder every time. The stinging becomes too much and I start to cry. “Please stop.”
They don’t listen and if anything I think they like to hear me plead with them. Strike becomes very excited and as he usually does when he’s in this mood, he begins to punch me. Not slapping like what Demon is doing to Natasha,.Strike is full on punching me. I no longer worry about the slapping across my breasts with the belt that Chopper has taken over. No, I’m more concerned with the punches Strike is pounding on my face. I feel pressure between my open legs and then a sudden intrusion. I know it’s Andrew and I hate him even more. Not only has he sent me here, but he’s including himself in my torture.
Chapter 14
Both Natasha and I aren’t taken out of the room for a full day and I’m grateful. That night was frightening, reality has settled in and I no longer prefer Demon over Strike. I don’t like either of them.
“Natasha?” I whisper, hoping that she’s awake.
“Mmmm.” She answers.
“You know when we were in the room last night, Bomber spoke to me.” I haven’t told her what he said to me because I honestly forgot until now.
“Carry on.” She answers.
“Well, he told me to hang on and that he was trying to help.” I hear her chains rattle as she sits up.
“Fuck off.” She gasps.
“I know, I don’t know what to think.” I whisper. “Do you think he’s telling me the truth?”
“I don’t know, I’ve never seen him act like the rest.”
The door opening stops our conversation. I prepare myself to be
“No wonder you two are so popular.” He beams. “Complete opposites. Raven all dark and Silver so light.”
I hate being called Raven, although weirdly it helps separate myself when I have to deal with this shit. Demon leaves me and stands by Natasha, he whispers something into her ear and she nods. As soon as she does, he has her backed up against the wall and his mouth on hers. I can’t tear my eyes from them, but Bomber blocks my view. He walks me to the wall on the other side and blocks everyone with his body, they’re all interested in the show Demon is putting on.
“What are you doing?” I whisper.
“I didn’t know he wanted me for this.” He whispers back. “I thought he had a job for me.”
“Well he has.” I snap. I don’t know why I’m so angry with him, he is after all a Devil’s member but he’s different. I can feel it.
“I’m going to help, but you need to bear with me.” His words shock me and I’m about to ask him what the fuck he’s talking about but Strike interrupts.
“Keeping her all to yourself, Bomb?” He asks.
“Trying to, I don’t seem to get any time with her.” Bomber replies.
“Too bad.” Strike grins and snatches me away. “Let’s watch the show.”
I try to look back at Bomber but he’s gone. I hear a loud thud and quickly turn around to see Demon has pushed Natasha to the floor. She cries out as she hits the hard floor and I go to her side but Strike stops me. I watch in horror as Demon slaps her across the face and tears fill my eyes. Strike pulls me away and backs me up, capturing my lips with his. I don’t like to kiss him. I don’t want his mouth on mine. My skin crawls, I want him off me. All I can hear is the slapping noise of Demon continuing to hit Natasha. I would love to push Strike off me and to go over to Demon and get him off Natasha, use some of his own weapons on him to teach him a lesson.
Strike moves me to the bed, lying me down on my back while Andrew and Chopper tie me down. Andrew leans over me, kissing me and stroking my hair. I move my head out of his way but I can’t move too far as I’m strapped down. Suddenly a sharp slap burns across my breasts and I scream out in pain. The men laugh at me, spurring Strike to do it again and again and I swear he gets harder every time. The stinging becomes too much and I start to cry. “Please stop.”
They don’t listen and if anything I think they like to hear me plead with them. Strike becomes very excited and as he usually does when he’s in this mood, he begins to punch me. Not slapping like what Demon is doing to Natasha,.Strike is full on punching me. I no longer worry about the slapping across my breasts with the belt that Chopper has taken over. No, I’m more concerned with the punches Strike is pounding on my face. I feel pressure between my open legs and then a sudden intrusion. I know it’s Andrew and I hate him even more. Not only has he sent me here, but he’s including himself in my torture.
Chapter 14
Both Natasha and I aren’t taken out of the room for a full day and I’m grateful. That night was frightening, reality has settled in and I no longer prefer Demon over Strike. I don’t like either of them.
“Natasha?” I whisper, hoping that she’s awake.
“Mmmm.” She answers.
“You know when we were in the room last night, Bomber spoke to me.” I haven’t told her what he said to me because I honestly forgot until now.
“Carry on.” She answers.
“Well, he told me to hang on and that he was trying to help.” I hear her chains rattle as she sits up.
“Fuck off.” She gasps.
“I know, I don’t know what to think.” I whisper. “Do you think he’s telling me the truth?”
“I don’t know, I’ve never seen him act like the rest.”
The door opening stops our conversation. I prepare myself to be
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