Chapter 18

Leah’s P.O.V

My head felt heavy and the room felt like it was spinning. Groggily I opened my eyes and looked blurrily around the room. I noticed I was in some sort basement and the musty smell of old straw and hay that covered the floor filled my nostrils. The sound of snoring alerted me to the fact that someone else was in the room with me and my mind vaguely remembered the events from earlier.

Of course, it was Tom that had bought me here! How I got here was anyone’s guess.

I looked over to see a figure slumped across some hay bales on the other side of the room. His trousers were undone slightly and showing off a slither of dark hair. I shuddered in disgust, knowing the reason for his trousers being undone like that.

Tom was sleeping quite soundly so I thought that it would be the perfect chance to try and escape. As I stood up, the clan of metal rang out behind me and I felt the white-hot burning bite of silver around my wrists. I cried out and collapsed in pain. I looked behind me and saw the silver chains binding me to the wall. Every movement I made sent more spikes of white-hot pain. The silver was leaving red marks on my skin from where they were digging in. The noise of the chains must have woken Tom up as I heard a muffled grunt and as I looked over, he was beginning to sit up.

“Finally awake I see” he muttered, rubbing his eyes, and staring at me.

“Still being a dick, I see” I replied sarcastically. The silver may affect my energy and make me feel weak, but it didn’t curb my tongue.

“Still a feisty one then? Would of thought after last time, your attitude would have calmed down. Thought you would have known your place by now” Tom replied, still sitting on his haybale, eying me up hungrily.

“My place!” I exclaimed angrily. “I think you will find mister, that I’m higher than you, so you are a fine one to talk about places!”

Tom chuckled loudly. “You know, if I didn’t hate Xavier quite so much and wanted to get my revenge on him, I think I’d quite like you.”

“Well the feeling isn’t mutual. I don’t know what my wolf ever saw in you. Because of you, I still haven’t got her back!” I shot back along with a deathly glare.

“Shame. Such a shame. A wolfless chick. Don’t need the silver chains, then will you? But I think I’ll leave them on you. Silver looks good on you” Tom roared with laughter.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “Class comedian you are!” I hiss back. Tom stopped laughing and began glaring at me. He stood up and slowly walked towards me.

“Get away from me!” I screamed.

“No one will hear you scream out here princess” Tom snarled. He grabbed me roughly and stood me up against the wall, leaning his body against mine. The smell of him made me feel sick and I tried my best to push him away with my shoulder. He pushed his nose against my neck, and he breathed in deeply. “You smell so good. I can see Xavier’s fascination with you. Shame he still hasn’t claimed you yet” gently stroking the side of my neck.

He leant over and grabbed the chains with a gloved hand and pulled on them, lifting my hands high above my head. I didn’t realise that there was a hook above my head. He secured the chains to the hook so that I could no longer lower my arms. I could feel my back arching, pushing my self closer to Tom.

“Perfect” he smiled before turning away and walking back to the hay bales. I watched him bend over and pick something up before shuffling back towards me. In his hands, he carried a silver knife and a white rag.

What was he going to do to me this time?

He rolled the cloth up tightly in his hands to form a ball and shoved it roughly in my mouth. “Just in case you make too much noise, not like anyone will hear you anyway!”

I watched him take his knife and gently run the silver tip down over the middle of my chest, between my breasts, over my navel and down to my groin. In one quick movement, Tom slashed at my top leaving me standing there in my shorts and bikini top. He used his knife once more and I felt my shorts fall to my feet. I was now stood there, chained to a wall in just a bikini.

I felt vulnerable and exposed but there was nothing I could do. I couldn’t make a sound or even move. Tom stood there, eyeing me up hungrily before walking slowly towards me once again. I tried to fight against my restraints, but the white-hot biting came back, instantly ceasing my movements. I tried to scream at him but all that came out was a muffled moan. Tom laughed hysterically and slashed at me twice more, allowing my bikini top and bottoms to both cascade to the floor. I was now stood there, totally naked and restrained. I was completely at Toms mercy and I knew he wasn’t going to take no prisoners.

He suddenly grabbed both of my breasts and massaged them in his hands, pausing only to flick my nipples or bite down on them. He wasn’t being gentle, and pain erupted through my body. Tom looked at me and smirked, before biting down hard on my breast. I screamed out in pain, but the gag muffled it.

“Told you no one would hear you scream!” Tom whispered in my ear. He suddenly leant his body weight against my body, and I felt his hand snake in between my legs. I desperately tried crossing my legs, but he quickly slipped his leg in between, blocking my feeble attempt at protecting myself.

I felt his fingers roughly push the folds of my body away before forcing 2 fingers inside of me. The pain that erupted through my body made me scream once more and I could feel the tears pooling in my eyes. Suddenly, another finger was forced in and another. My body was on fire and I could feel a warm wet sensation. I looked down and saw blood cover Toms hand. Smiling at his work, he roughly pulled his hand away and spun me around so that I faced the wall.

God please no. Not there I silently begged.

There was a deathly silence in the room and all I could do was wonder what Tom was doing. A whistling sound pierced the air followed by a loud crack. Within seconds, my back was on fire and a scream forced its way out of my body. Crack, whack, slap. The pain just kept coming and coming, one after the other in a quick rhythmic pattern. Tom was whipping me with his leather belt. I don’t know how many times he had hit me, but I felt my legs give out from underneath me, so that I was just hanging by my arms. I barely even noticed the pain anymore and my body had stopped screaming. I could feel my body jolting with every blow that Tom delivered.

It took me a while to regain my composure and when I did, I finally realised Tom had stopped whipping me. My body was drenched with sweat, or was it blood? I didn’t know but I felt myself being roughly spun back around so I was facing the room once more. All I knew was that I could no longer feel my back or my buttocks. My body was trembling in pain and in shock

I weakly lifted my head and saw Tom leaning against the haybales, sweating profusely. He looked up at me and grinned. “I enjoyed that. I could carry on, but my arms are tired. I’m done messing around now. I don’t want your body anymore. I’ve had my fun” he chuckled loudly. “I hope the sight of your mangled body makes Xavier lose his mind. Say goodbye to this life as you won’t be leaving this barn alive.”

I watched Tom bend down and roughly pull something out of his shoe before marching towards me. I glance down at his hands and see a long thick shoelace.

Oh no!

In a flash, Tom had wrapped the shoelace around my throat, and I could feel it getting tighter and digging in sharply to my flesh. I could feel my windpipe getting crushed and as I tried to gasp for breath, I realised I could not get any. Bright lights and sparks shone in front of my eyes and once again, my head felt like it was going to explode. I could feel my eyes rolling in my head and my body jerking against the wall.

This time, I knew I was going to die and that there would be no coming back.