by Zoey Parker
“Please, no,” Blade answered. I imagined him shaking his head.
“I’m going to reclaim what’s mine, and you can’t even stop me.” He held my head against the table by my hair while he taunted Blade.
“You don’t have to do this,” I told him. “Just shoot me. Please, Axel. Kill me so you don’t have to worry about what I’m doing anymore,” I begged.
He laughed. “No, dear, that’s too good for you.”
He let go of my hair, and his weight lifted off me. My whole body seemed to sigh in relief as his throbbing desire to humiliate me was pulled away from my ass. But I knew it wasn’t over, even as he stepped to the side.
“First, Blade, I’m going to tear off her shirt. Knife, please.”
I looked over my shoulder and saw him standing next to me, holding his hand out for one of his associates to hand him a knife. Of course, my friend in all black was the one to hand him a knife from his boot. Axel opened the knife in his hand and turned it over, showing the blade off to Blade, and presumably, everyone else in the room.
“Hold still,” he said to me. “I don’t want to cut you.”
Then, he grabbed my shirt and pulled it away from my skin. He pulled it taut, until it was choking me. I leaned my neck back to try to ease some of the pressure the collar was putting on me. The fabric jerked as he introduced the blade to it and started to slice downward, revealing my back to my audience.
“Look at how pretty this skin is, Blade. I bet you like to run your fingers down her soft, smooth back.” He ran a demanding hand up and down my back, grabbing me as he rubbed me. His fingers flicked the back strap on my bra, unhooking it.
I whimpered. It was all I could do, the only sound left in me. I closed my eyes tight and pressed my mouth shut. I braced myself against his touch.
“But that’s not the best part, is it, Blade?” Axel asked.
“Goddammit, Axel,” Blade growled behind me.
Beefcake laughed. “You’re not going anywhere, puny little man.”
“Leave her alone.” Blade’s voice rang out through the room.
Axel laughed. “Why should I? You couldn’t, could you? You couldn’t resist this sweet little ass when you saw it. Nobody can. Am I right, guys?”
The others laughed as if on cue. He gripped my ass in his hands and squeezed hard, pulling my cheeks apart through my jeans. A tear rolled down my face. I knew he wasn’t going to stop there. He didn’t know how to stop once he started something.
“I’ll tell you what, Blade. You tell me what your favorite part of her is, and I’ll be sure to violate that part first,” Axel offered.
“Go to hell.”
“Beefcake, make sure he watches this.”
“Yes, sir. Someone hold his head up for me.”
“Let go of me. What the hell are you doing?”
“Oh, quiet down. It’s only for a minute more. Then, he’ll be done with her, and you can make your final decision. Right, boss?”
“Right. I’ll give you one more chance to agree or face your own death after this, Blade.” He paused, and I imagined he was turning back around to face me. “Now, back to the task at hand. This little girl needs to be taught a lesson about selling her precious little ass on the black market. Speaking of that precious little ass—”
He grabbed my jeans and yanked them down. It felt like a layer of skin came off with them. He pulled them all the way down to my ankles, leaving me with my panties half way down my ass. He slapped my cheeks.
“That’s enough, Axel,” Blade said. “You’ve done enough. You’ve proven your point.”
“Have I? What is my point, Robert?”
“You’ve proven that you have power over us, that right now you control us. Now that you’ve established your dominance, you can let her go and handle our business. She’s done. There’s nothing else you can do to humiliate her.”
“Oh, but there is,” Axel argued. “And it will humiliate both of you. This bitch thinks she’s something special because some overpaid bouncer paid good money to pull her ass out of a lineup. She looks younger than she is. Her skin is nice and tender. And she tastes sweet as candy. But she needs to learn her place.”
He grabbed my hair again and pressed himself against my bare skin. His lips brushed my ear as he breathed on my neck. I could feel him struggling to contain his desire. He licked his lips. “You don’t run from me, bitch. I tell you when you can leave, and I never told you that you could go, now did I?” he said in my ear.
“No, you didn’t,” I answered. My body shook as I spoke. I was afraid of what he was going to do if I said the wrong thing, or worse, nothing at all.
“God, it feels so good to have you again,” he moaned behind me. He had grown even harder. He rubbed himself between my cheeks and breathed heavily in my ear. I tensed up and felt him shudder behind me.
“Careful, Axel, or you might just finish early in your pants,” Blade said.
He moved off me again. “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”
I relaxed and breathed onto the table, grateful Blade had once again distracted Axel. I knew it was only a matter of time before he tried again. I pulled against my restraints to no avail.
“Your precious little Maggie looks pretty good like this, doesn’t she? I can’t wait to get another piece of that again.” He slapped my ass again and grabbed me with an eager, greedy hand.
Then, he grabbed my panties, pulling them the rest of the way off. I was almost completely exposed to everyone behind me. My legs were spread. My jeans were down as far as they would go, and I felt Axel ripping the fabric of my underwear to pull it off me completely.
“Look at her,” Axel said. “Look at her. Tell me she’s sexy. Tell me you wouldn’t do everything you could to protect her.”
Blade didn’t say anything. I imagined Axel’s men were still holding him so he had to watch.
“Tell me she doesn’t make your mouth water,” Axel hissed at him. “Tell me you don’t want to touch her.”
“Just do it,” I blurted out.
Silence fell behind me. I imagined all eyes were on me. They were probably all as shocked as I was that I’d said it.
“Do it. Get it over with. I’m tired of listening to you go on and on about it. Just fucking do it,” I demanded. As sick as I was of hearing about it, I hoped hearing me demand it, as if I wanted it, Axel would suddenly find that he wanted it less.
“You see that? She knows who she belongs to,” he boasted.
He grabbed my hair again and pressed himself against me again, harder. A sharp pain filled my breasts as they were flattened against the table. My hips ached with his weight. I could feel him through his pants now. I could feel the shape and texture of his erection through his clothes.
My body tensed against his touch. I shuddered as he thrust himself against me, running himself up and down my crack. I squeezed my hands into fists as I braced myself against him again.
“Tense up, baby,” he said in my ear. “It just makes every bit of you tighter, sweeter to the touch.”
He ran his hands down my arms and forced them around in front of me. My skin pinched against the table as he forced his fingers between my body and the hard surface. He continued to press hard against me.
“You know you like it,” he breathed into my ear.
I didn’t say anything. From the way his body shook, it wasn’t going to be long before he finished. If he did manage to hold it together long enough to get in me, it wasn’t going to take him long.
He let up and finally slid his hands in front of me. He groped my breasts, those familiar fingers squeezing and rubbing. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine I wasn’t there. I tried to put myself somewhere else, anywhere else. I heard sounds of struggle behind me and imagined Blade trying again to get away from the giant strongman holding him back. I heard Axel’s breath in my ear and felt his weight against me as he continued to dry hump me.
His teeth nipped my earlobe, bringing me back with a jerk o
f my head. I looked him right in the eye and he laughed at me.
“I knew that would bring you back,” he said. “You can’t drift off to your happy place, Maggie, not when your real man is going to give you what you’ve been missing. This is what I should have done to you that night you tried to run off. I should have forced you down and put you in your place then.”
He’d hit me and forced me to take him so many times. I had vowed never again when I left, but I should have known he never would have allowed me to get away from him for long. Even when I was trying to sleep on the street, I had been under his watch. I had been in his control the whole time.
He unzipped his pants, and I heard his sick little laugh as he pulled himself out. I gritted my teeth, knowing what was coming next. He put a hand on my back, between my shoulder blades, resting his weight on me. I figured he was holding himself in the other, preparing to enter me.
The world stood still. He repositioned his hand a couple of times as his weight shifted. I held my breath in anticipation of feeling him enter me. I kept waiting, wondering what was taking so long.
Then, a gunshot rang out. Axel slumped against me and slid down my back to the floor, lifeless and heavy. There was commotion behind me, but I couldn’t tell what was going on. I gasped, trying to catch my breath after holding it for so long, and I jerked my head back and forth trying to see over my shoulder, but whatever was happening was out of my line of sight.
Chapter 30
Blade
“Who did that?” the behemoth shouted as his boss’s body crumbled to the floor.
I didn’t know, but the gunshot came from right by my head. I looked to my left, and I could have sworn I saw a small pistol fall out of Vlad’s hand. Vlad, who had been sitting there slumped over, presumed dead by all of us, for however long. He slumped just a little farther after he dropped the gun.
The goon who had been holding my head up let go and stepped back. He raised his hands as if to say he didn’t have anything to do with the gun. Maggie frantically looked around, trying to see what happened behind her. Axel’s body lay on the floor at her feet, blood pooling around his head. The arms around me relaxed then, and I saw my chance to finally break free.
“Oh, you’ve fucked up now,” I said as I slid my arms out of the hold the strongman had one me.
He stumbled back as I broke free, a look of shock covering his face as he realized it. I rolled my shoulders a few times to work out the ache in my arms from being held behind me for so long. I rolled my neck and laughed. It was time to get my revenge.
The other two big men – about my size, not quite as big as the giant – stepped over to the table where Maggie was restrained. The man in all black followed them. They muttered amongst themselves, trying to figure out what to do.
“Yep, he’s dead,” one of the three said behind me as I faced off with the big guy.
“I’ve been waiting for this,” I told him.
“Why don’t you get your gun and make it quick?” he asked.
“No way. I want to enjoy this.” I smiled at him as we started to pace around each other.
“You want a piece of this?” he asked. “Come on, little man, whenever you’re ready.”
The other three stood over by Maggie, watching us. Maggie was still restrained on the table, her pants down, her shirt cut off, her panties on the floor. She tried to look over her shoulder at what was happening behind her. The three men ignored her, despite the fact she was exposed to all of us.
“Oh, you want her?” the behemoth asked. “Guys, get her out of here,” he called over his shoulder to the other three.
“Don’t you dare,” I warned them. “Leave her where she is.”
“But she double-crossed you, Blade. She sold you out to her ex-boyfriend. It’s kind of like they were still together, huh?” He scratched his head in mock confusion. “Now, I’m not a genius, not by a long shot, but I think you can do better than that.”
I looked from him over to her. The two big guys were undoing her straps while the little guy in black stood and watched. As soon as she stepped back, her pants fell to her ankles. They laughed at her and admired her front.
The giant made a sudden move, distracting me from Maggie. He laughed when my attention turned back to him. He knew I was trying to keep an eye on her, and it was entertaining him to make that impossible for me.
Sure, she’d double-crossed me. Just like he said, she’d sold me out to Axel. It hurt. It hurt like a son of a bitch to think I had been developing feelings for her, and all the while she’d been trying to turn me over to her ex-boyfriend so he could enlist me or eliminate me.
On top of that, the other guys weren’t harassing her. From what I could tell, they were giving her space to get dressed. She shrugged off her shirt, and even though they didn’t avert their eyes when they saw her breasts, they didn’t make a move to grope her or anything. In fact, the little guy took off his jacket and handed it to her so she could cover up.
A fist came flying at me, bringing my attention back to the matter at hand – the behemoth. I knew one hit from him meant I would be toast. Down for the count. I wasn’t going to let that happen. I kept my attention on him as he started throwing teasing little punches to try to rattle me.
“Are you even trying?” I asked him as I ducked and weaved to avoid his little jabs.
He laughed. “I’m just playing with you, little man,” he said.
“That’s what I wondered.” We kept going in a circle. I didn’t swing. I didn’t even go for it. I was looking for an opening.
What I saw instead was the other three men grabbing Maggie and dragging her with them. She tried to fight to get away, but they were too strong for her. She didn’t stand a chance.
“Blade,” she called for me as they pulled her out of the room. She looked over her shoulder. Her eyes were scared and worried.
“I’m sorry, big man,” I told my fighting partner, “but this is where I get off.”
“Oh, no, you don’t,” he barked as he charged me, trying to prevent me from grabbing my gun.
I sidestepped him as I pulled my piece out of my waistband and took aim at him. I pulled the trigger. Once. One shot was all it took. I dropped him by putting one between his eyes. His bulk fell down next to me, like a bear. It was astonishing that someone so powerful could just crumble next to me like anyone else would have done from a gunshot.
I put my gun back behind my belt and hurried to catch up with the other three and Maggie. I couldn’t believe that even after it was all over, they were still trying to run. Their boss was dead. What else did they think they were going to be able to accomplish by taking her with them?
As we neared the back door, one of the big guys kicked it open while the little guy in black fell back. Maggie looked over her shoulder as they carried her through the door and out into the night. With her eyes, she pleaded for me to follow her.
“Why are you even trying, man?” the little guy asked me. “She set you up, dude.”
I drew my gun. “I know she did,” I told him. “It has nothing to do with that.”
I had no idea why I was chasing after her. It wasn’t like there was any future in store for us, not after what she’d done. I couldn’t stand by and let them take her away though, for the same reason I couldn’t stand by and watch them auction her off like a piece of livestock the first time. She was a person, regardless of anything else. She was not a piece of meat, and she was not someone’s property.
“I’ve got a gun, too,” the guy in black in front of me said.
As he reached for his, I popped off a shot at his head, dropping him right there on the floor. I stepped over his body and reached down to grab the gun he’d been trying to pull on me. I removed the silencer. I didn’t need it. I checked to see how much ammo he had. It was enough to warrant taking the gun.
I knew he’d bought the others some time, so I didn’t linger. I ran outside in time to see them pulling away in one of the sedans. I squeezed
off a couple of rounds, trying to hit the windshield, but I couldn’t seem to get a good shot at the front.
“Shit. Shit. Shit,” I repeated, realizing they had a pretty damn good head start on me. I ran through the building to the front door; it was faster than trying to run around to the front to grab my bike. Instead of taking the time to try to open the door, I simply kicked the damn thing open. I didn’t have time to play.
They were pulling up to the entrance of the parking lot as I hopped on the back of my motorcycle. The engine roared to life and I sped up behind them just as they pulled off. I didn’t know why they were running with her or where they thought they were going. They didn’t know me, or else they would have stayed and accepted their punishment.