Page 34 of Breaking Sanity (Hell’s Asylum #1)

Alley

My eyes burst open and my body jolts into a sitting position. I am covered in a cold sweat and my breathing is ragged. It takes a minute for my mind to catch up to where I am.

“Well good evening, sleeping bitch!” Gunner’s cheery voice is the nail in the coffin to let me know I am back in Baron’s room. That alone makes me want to cry. I wish I was still in dream land and reliving that night. I plop back down covering my face with my arm.

“Good evening, psychotic prince charming,” I greet. “Can’t say your presence is a pleasure though.” I shift rattling the chain.

“Your punishment for attacking Carson has been decided,” Baron announces.

Getting up to face whatever hell they have come up with, I turn to all of them.

Baron is sitting on the corner of the bed, Gunner is perched as close to me as possible, Nik is lounging on the office chair, and Vaughn is staring at me a few feet to the side of the bed with his arms crossed and legs slightly parted.

While Eagle and Shadow are standing on each side of the door at attention.

“Correction-the punishment has been decided since I showed that prick the consequences for what he did,” I grin. “How is Carlie by the way? My condolences for the lost member.”

“Watch it,” Vaughn grinds.

“Or what Vaughny Vaughn,” I ask. “Are you going to sick your rabid dog on me?” I tilt my head in the direction of Nik who is now standing.

I am not sure why I just can’t behave. It’s only making it worse for me, and I curse whatever force put me on this earth.

He doesn’t answer, so I continue. “No that’s not it. Hmm, are you going to try to drown me again?”

Still no answer.

“Oh, I have it,” I jumped to sit on my haunches excitedly. “You are going to do to me what Gunner’s cunt of a mother did to you assholes to make you these monsters?”

His nostrils start to flare but he still doesn’t respond but Nik moves closer. My rage starts to take over, so I push even more.

“Did I strike a nerve, Vaughny?”

“Stop now Alley,” Nik snaps.

“No Nikolas! You let your demented ass brother butcher a girl from the inside out for no fucking reason! I delivered a punishment that didn’t come close to matching the crime that was committed! And I am the fucking bad guy here? Explain to me, in your warped minds where that makes fucking sense?!”

“Enough,” Baron bellows, silencing the whole room. I click my tongue and about to turn my rage on Baron but Gunner is quick to cover my mouth.

“Shut. UP. NOW!” He whisper-yells. I bite his palm, but he keeps his hand in place.

“Your punishment is as follows,” Baron says.

“You will be imprisoned in Nik’s room for a week of our choosing.

Until then you will go back and forth between Gunner’s room and mine for the next six months.

That schedule is up to us. But first…” The evil smile that dances across his face sends chills through my body.

“You will give me what I have wanted since we met. Right here and right now. You will let them all hear how loud you are when you cum,” Gunner informs.

My eyes start to dart between everyone in the room including Shadow and Eagle.

Eagle’s body looks rigid but I’m not totally sure as my vision goes blurry with tears.

I rapidly start to shake my head. Gunner knows I never want to be watched or come in front of anyone who is not the person I am with.

He never knew the reason behind it and I don’t ever plan on telling anyone again.

“You don’t have a choice,” Baron says. “If you fight, I will restrain you in a fashion that I guarantee you will not like.”

“Fuck off all of you,” I shout into Gunner's palm, but it comes out mumbled.

“The hard way it is then.” Gunner kisses my temple and pushes me away.

“They leave,” I demand, pointing at Shadow and Eagle.

“No,” Nik says. “As Gunner said, everyone in this room will watch you break.”

“Fuck all of you!” My anger and fear have hit a record high. I snap my head to the two standing at the door.

“You think that you are better than these pricks because you aren’t the ones raping, torturing, and maiming these women? News flash you are fucking worse!” Spitting on the floor, I let my tears roll down my cheek as I glare at them.

A cold hand tries to drag me back by my wrist and everything from the terrible nights starts to cloud my vision.

“No,” I scream, swinging and connecting with their nose.

Unfortunately, the force of my punch makes them drop my wrist, losing my balance and go toppling off the bed. I scurry to my feet and try to run but strong arms engulf me. I try to kick and bite but to no avail.

“Get fucking off me!” I reach back and scratch the face of the person that has me. My nails cut the flesh until hitting plastic.

“God fucking dammit,” Vaughn shouts, dropping me to the floor.

I scoot to the side of the bed. My chest is pounding like my heart is trying to break out of my body.

Vaughn turned away from me, readjusting his mask.

Nik leans down to meet my eyes. Impulsively, I headbutt him causing him to stumble back almost landing on his ass but he catches himself.

I try to glare at him and regain focus. Which is proving extremely difficult with the pain flaring throughout my skull.

“Stop,” Baron gets in between us.

A pair of legs come into view, blocking me from glaring down Nik’s murderous face.

Gunner crouches down and offers me his hand which I slap away.

He drops all the way to his knees and grabs my cheeks in his big hand pinching them together.

Not only do I claw at his wrists but I also try to kick him to get him away but he moves to straddling my shins.

He drops his full weight on them and wrenches my face to his.

His eyes scan mine trying to find the reason for my behavior.

He will not find any fucking answer. The only thing he will see is the anger and pain swirling. An emotion I have never seen before on him, shadows his features. It’s almost as if seeing my reaction pains him.

He releases my cheeks and I go to slap him. He catches my wrist midair and shakes his head. That pained emotion clears his face and devilish intent takes it place. In a flash, he hops back to his feet while lifting me to mine by my wrists. He spins us and pushes me into an awaiting Baron.

“Strip Little Devil,” he commands.

“No,” I snap, lifting my chin in defiance.

“I am not playing when I say if you do not do it yourself, I will do it for you,” Gunner smirks. He knows me too well, I won’t go down without a fight.

“Try it Gunner and you’ll lose your hands.”

“That a threat, Little Devil?” He slowly approaches me. I push my way out of Baron’s hold.

“It’s a guarantee, mother fucker,” I snarl, closing the distance between us.

“Well then, let’s put that to the test.” He gives me a sweet smile as he tucks my hair behind my ear.

He looks above my head and nods at who is standing behind me.

It’s my only clue that this is about to happen.

He quickly grips the hem of my tank top and rips it over my head.

My arms instinctively go to cover my chest, but I am tossed onto the bed.

I try to scoot away but Gunner grabs the waistband on my leggings and rips them off along with my underwear.

I flip to crawl to the covers and bury myself underneath.

Baron grabs my arm from underneath me. He flips us to where his back is on the bed, and I am on top of him.

My back to his front. He grabs both of my hands and Gunner slaps cuffs on them.

The metal starts to pinch my skin as I struggle.

Baron lifts them up and over his head pinning them around his neck.

He moves so his back is leaning up against the headboard and wraps his legs around mine keeping them from closing.

I am spread eagle and on full display except my tits are covered by the flimsy lace bralette.

“You fucker,” I scream in frustration. I am still trying to get out of his iron hold.

“You need to calm down and breathe. This can be pleasurable for both here,” Baron taps my temple. “And here.” He cups my pussy. I try to wiggle away from his touch, but it’s no use. I am fucking trapped.

“Now, my Little Devil,” Gunner starts littering a trail of kisses up my inner thigh. “You will behave and relax for me.”

“Fuck-” I get cut off by Baron grabbing my jaw and forcing my head back to stare at him.

“Enough or I will fucking gag you,” Baron threatens, pressing a soft kiss on my forehead.

“That would defeat the purpose of making them listen to me cum, don’t you think,” I snark.

Seriously? You just had to say something?

Foot meet mouth.

A hard slap to my cunt causes me to jolt and yelp. Baron chuckles, placing a light kiss on my temple and releases my chin.

“Fair point, Alley.”

“Now,” Gunner says, kissing the stretch marks surrounding the top of my pelvis. He dips out his tongue and traces the deep one that stops at the top of my slit. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

“Don’t please,” I whisper as tears spill.

“Hush now, Little Devil,” Gunner comes nose to nose with me. “All I want to do is taste you while you cum on my tongue.”

“Gunner,” I breathe as his finger starts to tease my opening.

“Shh,” Gunner places a kiss to the side of my lips. “You’re so fucking wet. I almost forget how much you love the fight. Or was it from the sex dream you were having?”

“Don’t do this,” I beg.

“Alley, I am not going to hurt you. Baron will make sure you stay in the moment, and I’ll be here,” His fingers slide through my lips and start to pinch my clit.

My breath hitches and my hips roll into his touch on their own accord.

“I will fuck you with my tongue like I have dreamt of, for the past eight years.”

“Just pretend it’s the three of us, Kukla,” Baron adds. Gunner starts to kiss his way down my body.