Mistaken Identity

by Amy-Beth

  “Where are you taking me? Please let me go.”

  All I can see is his arse, and that isn't a pleasant sight at all. I’m taken to a bright room and damn it’s cold in here, there’s a dirty tiled floor that looks like someone has bled all over it, oh that’s disgusting. Wait, is this a bathroom, I hear the shower start to run as I am flung into it.

  “Clean yourself up now, you’ve got five minutes,”

  Harry booms at me as he rakes his eyes down my body. I feel sick right now as he watches me clean myself, this is not how I pictured my life going.

  “Why are you doing this to me?” I ask, losing my patience at the end. Come on Morgan you’ve got this, don’t let him see you weak.

  “Well you see Angel, I saw you with Wyatt and I have to say, you are such a mighty diamond that I just couldn’t let you be with a fuck up like him.” Taking a deep breath I try to gather my strength, I know I’m going to have to pretend I’m Summer if I’m going to survive this and also work out who the hell she is.

  “Can I call you Harry?” Yuck, this doesn't feel right at all, being nice to him.

  “Angel, I don’t want you to call me anything, but you will submit to me and you will do as you’re told, if you do all of that I am sure to treat you nicely. However, if you fail to listen to instructions then you and I are going to have problems.”

  Just at that moment my stomach drops as Harry brings that knife out and holds it to my throat.

  “Do you have any problems, Angel?”

  Shaking my head slightly as fear fills my soul, I don't trust this man and I really don’t want to be here.

  Harry pushes me against the wall of the shower, holding me by my throat as he runs the knife’s blade down my skin.

  “Now Angel, let’s get something straight, I will not take your shit, I shall have you whenever and wherever and you will not dictate to me. Do I make myself clear?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Harry

  Fuck, holding her up against the wall with my knife running over her body is making me fucking hard, her skin is reacting as I glide the cool metal across her nipples. Damn, I really want to bite them. Fuck it, leaning forward I take one of her nipples into my mouth and bite down as I pull away. Fuck that felt good, listening to her sharp intake of breath and whimper from the pain she feels.

  Oh yeah, that’s it princess you’re making it so fucking easy for me. My hand tightening around her throat as I lean in once more, suckling onto her swollen bead biting again into her flesh.

  “God Angel you taste exquisite, I didn't think you could make me throb any more than I am already, but damn you have.” Grabbing her over my shoulder once more I take her back to her room and lie her flat on the mattress. Just looking at her could make me lose myself, shit, that fear in her eyes, I live for that. I unhook my belt and tie it around her wrists, locking them tight above her head, I need both hands for this.

  Taking my knife I stab it into the mattress right next to her head, “Now I hope you’re going to behave Angel, otherwise this nice blade of mine will make its way to your pretty little face.”

  Fear that’s what I love to see and it’s oozing out of her right now, her body is trembling, wanting me to leave her alone, like that’s going to happen, she mine and no fucker is going to take her away from me, I have made sure of that.

  Gliding my hands down her body I feel her every curve, my cock hard and wet at the thought of sinking into her. Grabbing her breasts I squeeze them hard, I want to hear her squeal, that turns me on so much more. Forcing her legs apart as I bite onto one of her nipples, I slide down her body and sink my teeth into the sensitive bud of her pussy. Lapping at her and getting a full taste makes me growl like an animal, I feel starved and she is my food. My fingers biting into her flesh as my hunger for more takes over, she’s squirming and trying to get away from me, so I force her down as my tongue takes its revenge against her bud. She can’t lie to me, I know it feels good as her body is betraying her, those pussy juices are flowing over my face.

  “Fuck Angel, you taste fucking delicious,” I growl into her pussy, I’m a man starved and she is the only one who can save me, my cock is itching to escape out my pants and finds its release.

  “You love this don’t you Angel, you don’t have tell me I already know, I can feel how wet and turned on you are. You make me so crazy,” reaching down I undo the button and zip on my pants and pull out Mr. Glory himself, rubbing him as I continue to assault Summer.

  “Well, well, well, Summer, it seems someone else wants their fair share of you, but I’m a selfish bastard who won’t be doing any sharing, however, Mr. Glory is always the exception to that rule.” Opening her legs wide I take my rod and shove it in fucking hard, I don’t do this slow and steady shit. Hard and fucking fast is so much better, I am a dominant man and I like my girls submissive and willing or should I say not willing. The thought of rape fucking turns me on, the way they cry and scream for help, but no fucker is going to help, I’m Harry fucking King, I am Lord and no fucker will think to get in my way.

  Thrust upon thrust I hammer myself into Summer, fuck, she’s so tight, gripping me like a vice, my balls slapping against her arse, now there’s a thought.

  “Summer I’m thinking so many thoughts right now, I’m not sure which one to share.” I feel my balls tighten up and I know my come is ready to flow and I know exactly where it’s going. Just as I’m about to come I pull out and push my dick into her face, covering her all over as I empty my sack.

  “Angel, you look like heaven and the tears just make it that much sweeter, be a good girl I want to see you lick it all up.” Shit that’s so hot watching as her tongue licks her face clean I’m going to get hard again and fuck will she get it once more.

  Stroking myself as I watch her licking the pearl liquid from her face, that delicious pink tongue of hers rolling around, I can’t help but think of ramming Mr. Glory straight into that trap of hers. Feeling myself glide through as her tongue pushes against me, the thought of my cock hitting the back of her throat as I keep it forced there watching her eyes water and not being able to breathe. Fuck, I’m so hard just thinking about it!

  BANG, BANG, BANG.

  “HARRY!!, You better get your fucking arse out here now!”

  Seriously, who the fuck thinks they can come into my home and interrupt my time and talk to me like that.

  “Sorry Angel, you’re just going to have to wait a little longer, don't move.” This better be fucking important, dragging me away with the biggest hard on ever.

  Chapter Twelve

  Morgan

  This bastard belt is too tight, I can't feel my damn fingers, and I can't open my eyes properly because that wanker just left his swimmers all over my face. Why the hell does he keep doing this to me, I keep going over and over what I’ve done in the past, and nothing comes to mind as to why these bastards want me. Thank you to whoever was banging on the damn door, Harry had a look in his eye that, I’m pretty sure whatever he was thinking, I was going to end up in a lot more pain than I am right now.

  Turning my body so I am on all fours, I am able to release some of the pressure on my wrist. This helps so I can try to latch onto the belt, I need get this undone, or at least loose, I’ve got no feeling in my hands, this seems like a pointless exercise but I’ll be damned if I don't fight as much as possible. Please Lord give me a break, help a girl out.

  Shit, when he gets back here he’s going to be so pissed at whoever interrupted him, I’m going to get it harder. This shit is not supposed to happen to nice people. All I want to do is just be curled up reading the next part of the Forever Series and get lost in a world with Mr. Connor Black. But no, I’m still in this hell hole and things are going to get worst, I don't even think I have the strength to fight anymore.

  Fighting is wearing me out and gets me nowhere, it just makes him happier at the fact he is raping me. I’m beyond frustrated, when I find out who Summer is she better hope
and pray that someone is there to hold me back because I’m going to teach that bitch a lesson.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Wyatt

  Mother fucker! Pain is searing up my arm, that bastard got me fucking good, shit, I can't believe some people can go through this and come out alive. I’m crouching around a corner trying to see if anyone else is coming, I’ve managed to escape some but I’m not a complete fool, I know Harry would have sent more.

  Reaching for my phone I shoot off a message to Bailey,

  Dude, Harry has really covered his arse, I’m not sure I’ll make it out of this one. You need to get Summer out.

  I don't like admitting defeat but, fuck, what else can I do. Flicking through pictures on my phone I find one of Summer and it puts a smile on my face, god she’s beautiful and so full of life, I can't believe she got mixed up in this mess.

  Bro, are kiddin’ me?

  I wish the whole place is full of them, I got fucking shot

  Are you serious?

  Yea I’m fucking serious, why would I make that up?

  As I close my phone down, I can't help but smile at my home screen picture. Her whole being just lights me up, my girl is strong, but not, if you know what I mean. Physically she isn't strong, but that freaking mind of hers, well she IS the most stubborn person I know. I’m going to enjoy putting that bastard out of his misery if and when I get out of here alive, grab my girl and tell her how much she means to me.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Summer

  Dammit, my battery is dead and I can’t get hold of anyone, I think it’s time I leave here and try to find out what’s going on. But where should I go, I know I need to stay away from the compound, that’s just asking for trouble.

  “Dammit Wyatt, why couldn't you just leave well alone. We wouldn't be in this mess if you wasn't hell bent on getting revenge.”

  Frustrated, I grab my bag and make my way to the door, looks like I’m on foot from here, bloody perfect! I swear someone’s balls are going to roast for this, I’m just not sure which King I will start with.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Bailey

  Mother fucking, bastard, fuck face, dip shit, now what am I supposed to do, Harry has gone a step too far. I need to get to Summer, but i’ve got to get to my boy. He needs me more than anything right now, this is one huge clusterfuck.

  Getting into my black Dodge Viper SRT10, I slam my hands against the steering wheel, Fuck! I have no idea what to do and he sends me a message like that, is he for real? Right girl, where shall we go to try and make a damn decision on what to do next? Great I’m talking to damn car like its Kitt from Knightrider.

  Bastard! I maybe Harry King’s son, but if that fucker thinks he can stop me from getting my friends out of his fucking way he’s another thing coming.

  First of all I need to get to Wyatt, I can’t leave my boy like that. Then it’s time to get close to Summer, all under Harry’s nose of course. I am one mean son of bitch guess you can thank dad for that trait, when they say “Like Father, Like Son” It was clearly written about me.

  Slamming my baby into first gear I know exactly what I’m about to do and one bell-end better be bloody grateful. The other… Well let’s just say he better get running quickly, this boy is on his way and taking no fucking prisoners.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Morgan

  Three Years Later

  Three years I’ve been in this hell-hole and nothing else has happened. Well nothing more than what has gone on since I arrived here. Although my attitude has changed, I have become this hard-arse, a complete bitch.

  Harry has been gone for a while on business and I managed to get Andrew, Harry’s ‘doormat’ to let me out the room for a couple of hours a day. I needed to stretch my legs, have some sort of freedom. Yes it came at a price, I still remember the day I had to beg Andrew to let me out when he came and brought me some water and fruit.

  There’s a knock on the door, Andrew walks in carrying a tray with water and fruit on it. Sitting up I watch him enter the room, he can never stop staring at my chest.

  “Andrew where’s Harry I want to ask him something?”

  “He’s not here he’s away on business, so you be a good girl and I’ll make sure to tell the boss.”

  Hmmm, he’s not here maybe I can play this to my advantage. Getting onto all fours, I begin to crawl down my makeshift bed, licking my lips as I’m looking Andrew in the eye. I can see his breathing hitch as he watches me.

  “Andrew, Is there a possibility I could wander outside of this room? I really need to take a shower and I would love to be able to stretch my legs freely.”

  “I, I don’t think that is a very good idea. You will get me shot if boss-man was ever to find out.”

  “Please, I won't let him” fluttering my eyelashes as I kneel before him, my breasts are on full show and I have the finest knickers on. I’m full on pouting trying to get my own way, I would seriously consider doing anything right now.

  “Summer, I really want to help you out but I would be shot dead if he ever found out I let you out of here. He’s due back anytime.”

  Forcing myself I reach out a finger to run it down his body, trying not to physically shudder from touching another vile creature. Seductively I bite my bottom lip just as I run my tongue over them, my finger trailing down to the hem of his joggers.

  “Is there anything I can do for you to help change your mind?”

  Watching as he gulps, my finger lazily running along the inside of the band. I pull him closer as I trail kisses along the band always looking into his eyes.

  “Summer”

  Smiling, I place both hands on the hem and forcefully slide them down to his knees. My hands move to the band of his boxer shorts as I continue to tease my way. (No I am not proud of what I am doing but desperate times calls for desperate measures.)

  “Are you sure there is nothing I can do to change your mind?”

  Sliding his boxer shorts down, his erection standing giving me a salute I lick my lips as I get closer to it. Flicking my tongue out barely over the tip, I hear him hiss which makes me smile. Slowly I wrap my lips around the head gently adding a little pressure as I slide down his length. My eyes always keeping contact with his.

  I take him nice and deep into my mouth, making the tip slide down my throat. Bringing myself back up his length teasingly slowly until I pop the tip with my lips. Grabbing the base of his cock I start to move my hand up and down, squeezing slightly as I roll my tongue around the tip.

  “Summer please stop teasing me and suck my dick”

  “Will you let me out of here for two hours, that’s all I want?”

  Sliding my mouth up and down as I suck him off, I can feel him throbbing and pulsing. I know he isn’t far off if I continue this way. Listening to him moan and watching as his head rolls back I know he’s so close. Just as I taste the first speck of precome I stop what I am doing.

  “Summer please don't stop I’m so close, fuck you are perfect, now I know why he keeps you around.”

  “I will continue if you agree to let me out for two hours.”

  “Yes, yes, yes just please let me come”

  Smiling triumphantly I go back to bringing Andrew to the edge, working my mouth on him harder and harder, letting the taste of him tease my buds, and feeling him throb within my mouth. Harder and harder he grows, listening to him let out a huge moan as he squirts his entire load into my mouth.

  Pulling him out my mouth I let him watch me as I swallow it whole, before licking him from base to tip to make sure I have every last drop.

  “Fuck!”

  “So I can go for a shower then and wander around for a couple of hours?”

  “Yes Summer you can, but please if you hear him come back. Get in here quickly and save both our bacon”

  Being able to move around the house freely, has been a god send. Harry has been gone for two weeks and during that time Andrew just opens my door for two hours and lets me get ou
t of that freaking room.

  As for Harry, well before he left for this business trip he thought he had finally broke me but he hasn't, I’m still in control, I just chose to let myself get used for his punishments. Nothing else I was doing was getting me anywhere, I still hope that someone will save me but that’s all it is, hope. It’s a strange word hope, I mean it’s supposed to make you feel good about things coming your way, like there is always a bright side, the silver lining on a cloud. Fuck that, all I’ve got is darkness and I’m way too pissed to find a silver lining, all I will say is I have hope that one of us will be leaving this compound alive and that that person will be me.

  “Summer, Harry is on the way now”