Chapter 103 Gavin

Chapter 103 Gavin
“I’m going to fuck you with every one of these, working up to this beauty. We want to make sure you’re nice and loose.” He put his hand on my stomach, just below my belly button, but not quite between my legs. “Then I’m going to flip you over and spank your ass until it’s black and blue. I’ll probably use a belt or one of the paddles. I won’t stop until you beg me to fuck your ass, and trust me, you will.”
His fingers slid just a bit lower so that they were skimming over the top of the thin layer of curls that covered me.
“Maybe I’ll even use some of these on your ass.” He motioned to the dildos on the bed. “If you’re a good girl and can prove to me that you’re going to behave, I won’t kill you. Instead, I’ll send you to my client in Saudi Arabia whose package was lost. You’ll be a gift to him. One he can keep.” He removed his hand and leaned down to whisper in my ear. “I hear that the things he does to his permanent girls ruins their bodies and their minds.” He straightened and smiled down at me. “But that’s getting ahead a bit, isn’t it?”
His gaze traveled up and down my body, as if he had a thought in his head and was trying to decide what to do with it.
“This isn’t right,” he said finally. “After all, I’m not the only one you’ve been so rude to. Gavin should be here to enjoy your punishment as well.”
“No, please.” I couldn’t stop myself from speaking. I couldn’t bear to have Gavin here, have him watch and know that he was enjoying watching Howard rape and abuse me.
Howard smiled. “That settles it. I’ll go get him.” He started towards the door, then stopped and turned back. “By the way, there’s no point in trying to scream for help. In case Gavin hadn’t told you, the room’s fully sound-proofed.” He pointed towards the lights above the bed. “Oh, and there are cameras everywhere, recording everything that happens in here, so feel free to struggle all you want. I’ll enjoy watching the tapes later.”
He left and as soon as the door closed behind him, I let the tears come. I screamed, knowing no one would hear me, but unable to keep it inside any longer. I pulled at my restraints as the tears ran down my cheeks, but I wasn’t thinking about escape. I couldn’t think about anything but the anguish and panic flooding me. No one was coming to save me. This was going to happen and nothing I could do would stop it.



I had no idea how much time had passed because there were no clocks in the room, but I knew that I’d been screaming long enough for my throat to hurt. When I stopped, a sense of calm came over me. Actually, it wasn’t really calm; it was more a lack of feeling anything. No fear. No panic. No anger. Nothing. It was as if by allowing myself to have what was basically a breakdown, I’d bled away the emotions that had overwhelmed me.
I didn’t know how long this feeling would last, only that I had to take advantage of it while I still could. I tested my restraints again, but this time more methodically. I pulled on one leg first, though I didn’t have high hopes for the restraints around my ankles. Slipping my feet out would require a decent amount of give. After I confirmed that I didn’t have any room to move with my left leg, I tried my right with the same result. Frustration crept in, starting to chase away the emptiness. I knew other emotions would soon follow. I pulled with my left hand. I had a bit more movement, but it was still too tight for me to be able to slip out.
“Come on!” I growled, switching my attention to my right. Time had to be racing by. I didn’t know where Howard had gone to get Gavin, and that meant I had no way of knowing how much time I had before they came back.
I twisted my right hand and felt the leather slip on my wrist. Hope flared so sharply inside me that it almost hurt. I rotated my hand back and forth, gauging just how far I could get. My skin burned from the friction, but I didn’t care. If I could get it only a little further, I had a trick up my sleeve that could make the difference...
The door opened and I stopped. If Howard caught me trying to escape, things would go from bad to... who was I kidding? Things really couldn’t get much worse than this. My heart thudded painfully against my chest as I saw Gavin follow Howard into the room.
“All right, what’s this big surprise that couldn’t wait...” Gavin’s voice trailed off as Howard stepped to the side and let him see me.
I didn’t want to look at him, but if I had to go through this, I was as sure as hell going to make sure he looked me in the eye. He didn’t even try to conceal his shock.
“What the hell, Howard?”
Howard grinned and crossed over to the bed. He picked up one of the dildos. “She’s been quite the problem child, Gavin, and needs to be punished. I was going to do it myself, but I figured that she’s caused problems for both of us, so we should both get to enjoy ourselves. Maybe even take her for a ride at the same time.” He held out the toy. “I just want her ass first. Why don’t you start warming up her pussy?”
Gavin didn’t take the dildo, but that didn’t make me think any better of him. After all, he was bigger than that particular toy. Maybe he wanted to do it himself. I glared at him, but he wouldn’t look at my face. In fact, he was staring at a spot to one side of my head, his expression blank.
“What’d she do?”
That was what he had to say? Anger boiled up inside me, proving that it hadn’t disappeared, only slept. “You fucking asshole!” My voice was rough.