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Delaney

By the time the van stops, I’ve been violently raped so many times that I ended up just lying there and taking it. None of them were finishing at first, and they were just pass me around, taking turns violating me. Grim was the only one who hasn’t but I think that’s because whatever he is going to do is going to be awful. All of it fucking sucks, but I can just tell he will be the worst.

I was taken out of the van and moved inside and down a flight of stairs. Now I’m lying on a cot. My arms are still tied, and the hood is still over my head, but I’m giving up quicker than I wanted to. I wanted to fight the entire time, but I just don’t have the energy. I know that I’m screwed, and I am quickly reverting back to that person I was when I was with Logan. I know how to be subservient and how to keep my fucking mouth shut. That might come in handy and prevent me from getting hurt. I know in my heart that Talon will never give up, but this is a dreadful feeling. I had a metal bracelet on that they have since taken off. I guess they assume that is where the tracker is, but it’s not. I know I am too far for it to be accurate, but it gives me a small sliver of hope.

I hear chains rattle behind me against what sounds like a wooden door. I don’t move as it opens and I hear someone walk in. It’s just one person, so I assume it’s Grim. I am suddenly dragged off the cot and up to my feet before the hood is yanked off. I blink several times to clear up the haze and the room comes into focus. It appears that I am in the basement of some sort. Everything is concrete and the room looks to be like a sad den. I am off in a corner with the cot, but there is a couch and an old TV on the other side of the room. There’s a bathroom, and a table in the center of the room with chairs around it. What catches my eye is the metal chair bolted to the floor with restraints on it. Beside it is what looks to be a spanking bench with restraints. When I am turned around, I am met by a man who looks a lot like an older Fang.

“Hello, Delaney,” he says with a sickly sweet smile. When I don’t speak, he chuckles. “Oh, I know that smart mouth of yours has something to say.”

“No matter what happens to me, Talon is going to fucking kill you,” I seethe. “So have your fun. Make whatever money you can off of me, because it’s the last fucking thing you’ll ever do.”

“We’ll see,” he says simply. “I thought about keeping you here for myself instead of putting you in the auction, but then a few people found out that I have you and have shown interest. Did you know that your starting bid is three million dollars? Who knew being married to the ruthless Hawk would net me so much money?”

“Spend it wisely,” I say with an attitude.

“We are going to make a little video, hmm?” he says as he grabs my arm and pulls be over to the couch. “It’s only fair that we show your husband just how well we are taking care of you.”

He pushes me over to arm of the couch before taking my shorts off completely. He then cuts my shirt and bra off, leaving me naked. I’m trying to urge my brain to fight, but I’ve given up. Grim sets up his phone and comes back to stand behind me. “You have such a pretty ass,” Grim remarks. “No one has taken it yet. They’ve been focused on filling that tight little cunt, but… I think I want to break you in.”

“You’re sick,” I say tearfully when he spreads my ass open. My body jerks when he leans down and shoves his tongue inside of me. It’s like he is mocking me as he eats my ass. What I don’t expect is for him to sink down to his knees and start sucking my clit. I know he’s doing it because the video is recording. I try not to react, but he is sucking so goddamn hard that it overrides everything, and I moan tearfully.

“Fucking pathetic. Moaning for your captor? What kind of sick fucking whore are you?” he says, shoving his fingers inside of me as he resumes eating my ass. His fingers slide in and out of me so fast and he is pushing so deep that I can’t fight back the noises I make. It sounds painful but it’s not, unfortunately. I’d rather be in pain then for him to torture me with forced pleasure so he can mock and degrade me.

“Stop. I don’t wanna…” I start to groan.

“Don’t want to what? Are you going to fucking come for me? You’re fucking disgusting. Look at you, fat fucking slut. Why are you so wet?”

“Stop,” I cry. “Please, stop.”

“I can’t fucking believe the way you’re gripping me. Go ahead and come for me, whore. Show your husband what a fucking useless slut you are. Go ahead,” he says as he moves faster and pushes deeper. I grit my teeth and groan through the feelings. Just as it’s about to surface, I feel him dripping lube onto my asshole. I’m nearly about to come when he abruptly grabs my hips and slams the full length of his dick into my ass. “Fuuuuuck, this tight fucking ass. Goddamn it, you feel good.”

Sobs rack from my body as he starts to fuck my ass so hard that my belly aches. He grabs me by the hair and pulls my head up so that I’m looking directly at the phone as he fucks me. “Show your husband how much of a fucking useless whore you are. Come on, fat ass. Come on my cock. Fucking come for me,” he screams at me at he continues to drive into my ass with a force that, yet again, overrides everything. This level of aggression, I am only used to from Talon. My body doesn’t give a fuck who’s doing it, it’s still responds. Grim shoves his fingers into my mouth to force it open. Now that I’m unable to stifle my own noises, a mixture of my sobs and moans echo through the room, only being challenged by the sound of his skin slapping against mine. He is taking every bit of his anger out on me, but his ultimate goal is to humiliate me. I know that they will all do their best to break me down so that I give up completely. If it’s going to be like this, it won’t take much. Maybe giving up will be easier. The forced orgasm that pours out of me feels like a buildup of acid in my body. It’s painful and disgusting, but just as loud. It sounds real and I fucking hate it. Grim groans as he finishes, solidifying how fucked I am.

Grim laughs maniacally as he goes over to his phone and taps around for a bit. “There. Something to remember you by.”

I am silently crying as he pulls me up and walks me back over to the cot. The surface is scratchy when he forces me back down to lay. He takes the restraints off of my wrists. I suppose I could try to run, but instead, I curl myself up into a ball and cry.

“Auction will start soon,” I hear Sam say.

“Okay. Have your fun then. Clean her up after so her buyer will be happy,” Grim says.

“Will do,” he says as he grabs me by the hair and drags me back so that my head falls off of the side of the cot. He holds my face between his hands and his dick is already out. “I’ll bring her out when it’s time.”

“Have fun,” Grim laughs.

“Be a good little skank and swallow my cock,” he says he as shoves himself down my throat. He must’ve been hoping I would gag, because he starts immediately raping my mouth like he has a lesson to teach me. Every part of me wants to just bite him, but I know that will end terribly. If I can avoid being beaten, that would be great. He doesn’t last as long as before thankfully, but when he comes, he pinches my nose closed until I give up and swallow.

“Get up,” he barks at me.

I’m screaming at myself inside my head for immediately obeying him. Why won’t I fight back? I’ve spent the last four months teaching myself to fight but the second I face trauma, I shut down. He leads me over to a bathroom and shoves me into the shower before turning the water on. I gasp loudly when the ice-cold water blasts me.

“Wash,” he says, shoving a bar of soap into my hand. I shiver beneath the cold stream of water, but I do as he says just for the sake of getting them off my body. When I am done, he roughly brushes my hair and grabs my forearm. “Time to take this little piggy to market.”

“I’m sorry about Fang,” I say quietly.

“No need,” he laughs. “I fucking hated him.”

Somehow, that hurts worse. Why the fuck is he helping if he doesn’t even like his brother? Isn’t that the entire reason I was taken? Nothing makes sense anymore and logic is completely gone. I just want to go home, but that’s not going to happen. It will never happen and the sooner I realize that the easier it will be to acclimate to whatever shit I’m about to get into.

Sam takes me down a long hallway before it opens up into a much larger room full of people. I drop my head and avoid looking at anyone directly. I’m completely naked and I feel like everyone is looking at me. This is my worst nightmare come true. “Alright,” Grim says as I am walked in front of everyone. “Last for the evening is Delaney Maddox. She is currently married to Hawk, so she is a high-risk buy.”

“Don’t move,” Sam says as he stops me beside Grim.

“She is clean and currently has a birth control implant. I’ll start the bidding at three million,” Grim says.

“Three-point-five,” a man grunts.

“Four,” a man with a Russian accent says coolly.

“Four-point-five,” the first man snaps back.

“Oh, for crying out loud,” the Russian man mutters. “Six million and I’ll move her out of the country.”

“Sold,” Grim laughs and shoves me towards the Russian. I nearly fall but arms grab my shoulder before I fall. “I’m surprised the little fat ass sold so fast.”

“I do like my wives thick,” the man laughs. “I recently got rid of the others, so she will be my main focus for a while.”

“She’s a feisty little slut,” Sam says. “She will get violent if she’s given the chance.”

“She hits me, and I’ll cut her hands off,” the Russian man says simply. “She doesn’t need hands to lay there and let me fuck her.”

“Amen to that, man. Hawk is actively looking for her and has his entire group helping. Don’t linger.”

“We will be on the jet in the next twenty-four hours,” he says. “Gotta have fun with my new doll first.”

“If she gives you too much trouble, just send me her remains, and I will refund half your money,” Grim adds.

“Oh, she’ll be a good girl. Won’t you, Kukla?” he asks as he lifts my chin to make me look at him.

He is tall and muscular with short, sandy brown hair. He is approximately mid-thirties and, unfortunately, handsome. The way he smiles at me, says that he is a narcissist. His gaze makes me nervous, but when I try to advert my eyes, he grips onto my chin and growls. “Yes,” I whisper.

“Good,” he smiles. “I’m nicer when you are compliant. Remember that, Kukla.”

I nod once and he releases my face so I can drop my head again. I feel so fucking defeated and the look in his eyes tell me that I am never going to escape him. “Get out of here,” Grim says, patting him on the shoulder.

He leads me out of the room and up a flight of stairs with his hand wrapped around my wrist. When we stop at the top, there are several men who meet us. One of them wraps a robe around my body and ties it in a simple bow before they make me step into a pair of sandals. “She is a flight risk, apparently. Hawk is her husband, so we need not linger in the open, so we need to stay underground until.”

“Yes sir,” the man says. “Would you like the go to the jet now?”

The man who bought me lifts my chin again to look at me for a moment before he speaks. “You understand I own you now, yes?” he asks.

“Will I get my tongue cut out for speaking freely?” I ask.

“Depends if you are a bitch or not,” he shrugs.

“I understand I’m never going home again. I don’t like it, and I won’t ever be willing, but I’ve spent my entire life subservient to someone. This is no different than the relationship I was in before Talon.”

“Ah. Logan. He was an annoying little fucker. I hear he’s dead?”

“Yeah,” I say quietly. “They both are.”

“You are unnaturally calm right now, so I’m leery to trust your word,” the man remarks.

“That’s understandable, but I don’t even know your name,” I say.

“Sergei Ivanov,” he remarks before looking at the other man. “Let’s go to the safe house until morning.”

“Yes sir,” he says. I am led outside and immediately pushed into the back of a large SUV. I expect him to attack me immediately, but he doesn’t. He simply hooks my seatbelt and sits on the opposite side. He has an almost gentle nature about him that I know is a lie. Everyone around him has a look of fear hiding in their eyes, and I know that came from somewhere. He is a dangerous man, but he’s not showing himself yet.

The unfortunate part is that I am naturally a peacekeeper. I’m easily persuaded, so it won’t take much for him to break me. As much as I want to think I can fight this, I know I can’t. I’m being moved out of the country, which means the tracker in my arm is fucking useless. I’m already so far away from them since we drove for what felt like forever to get here to begin with.

I stay in complete silence as we drive. I watch the world pass by and everything I’ve ever known disappear. No one touches me, looks at me, or makes me talk. As long as I am compliant and quiet, I won’t get hurt. I’m learning that much. It is so late, and my eyes are heavy. I’m fighting against my body trying to make me sleep. I would’ve taken my sleeping medicine a long time ago, but I don’t have it. I wish I did. I wish I was at home cuddled up with my men.

It hurts to think about them because I know they are devastated. I can’t imagine what Talon is experiencing right now. He has lost so much in this lifetime; I don’t know if he will survive losing me. I know the others will keep him safe though. Maybe he will be determined enough that he will be able to find me.

We come to a stop, and I can feel Sergei looking at me. “Ready, Kukla?” I don’t know why he asked because he simply grabs my hand and pulls me out of the vehicle before leading me inside. We immediately go through a door and down a long flight of stairs. We are underground now, which ensures that they can keep me hidden.

“Get undressed and lay on the bed,” Sergei says simply. For whatever reason, I feel like being a fucking idiot and the words that come out of my mouth are not what I meant.

“No,” I scoff. Sergei slaps me so hard that I hit the ground and my ear is ringing.

“Get on the fucking bed,” he screams at me. Tears well up and spill down my cheeks. I go to stand up and he kicks me in the back. “Crawl.”

This is karma, I suppose. I stay on my hands and knees as I crawl from one end of the room to the other and get on the bed. I expect him to laugh, but he doesn’t. “Good girl,” he says as he pulls my arms above my head to restrain them to the headboard. “Now… how to break you.”

“You won’t,” I say simple.

“Everyone has a breaking point, Kukla. Everyone,” he remarks. “You know what would make you prettier?”

“What?” I sigh.

“A new piercing,” he says as he walks to the other side of the room. When he returns, he lays a series of tools beside me on the bed. I close my eyes because I don’t want to know what he is doing. I figure out fast when he starts cleaning my nipples. I yelp when he suddenly clamps my nipple and shoves a needle through. He quickly switches it out for jewelry before moving to my other nipple. He repeats the process, and I sigh in relief that it doesn’t hurt as badly as I thought it was going to. “Once you’re acclimated and I have properly broken you in, we will pierce your clit, hmm?”

“Why?” I ask quietly.

“Because I like playing with my toys,” he says. “Despite what you might think, I will break you and eventually you will willingly bow at my feet. They all do. I fully intend to acclimate you as my wife, which means I will frequently fuck you and you will always come for me. I’m the only one who will ever be inside you ever again. If anyone ever touches you, you tell me. Understand?”

“Why are you telling me this?” I ask, opening my eyes. “If I am just property, why do you care if I want you or not?”

“Because if you want me, you’ll never leave me,” he smiles. “That doesn’t mean I’m not afraid to kill you. If you disrespect or disobey me, then you will be punished harshly. If you try to run, you will die. If you are a good girl, you will be rewarded.”

“Okay,” I say simply.

He chuckles before stepping back and undressing. Once he is naked, he gets on the bed and settles between my legs. He grabs lube from the nightstand and coats my pussy with it. I find a spot on the ceiling and stare at it as he leans in and slowly pushes into me. He is big, almost as big as Talon, and it makes my body tense. “My pretty little kukla,” he groans. “You’ll beg for this one day.”

“I don’t want you,” I say through gritted teeth.

“You’ll forget all about your husband,” he says as he slowly fucks me. “You’re mine forever, Kukla. When I fuck you, you come or be punished. Understand.”

“Fucking sick bastard,” I choke out.

He chuckles before slamming into me and making me gasp loudly. Instead of talking, he fucks me hard. Harder than I ever thought he was capable of. What is it with these freaks and rabbit fucking me? I can’t breathe the way he moves. He has found a spot inside of me that makes my pussy tighten around him, and it’s disgusting. It’s fucking vile the way he forces it out of me.

“Come for me, Kukla,” he grunts. “Come or die. There are a thousand different girls just like you for me to break.”

“I hate you,” I cry as it starts to surface. “Fuck, I hate you. I hate you.”

“Oh, Kukla. You can’t hate me while coming on my cock,” he says before leaning down and biting my neck. He continues to suck and nibble until everything explodes. I am instantly ashamed of myself when I arch off the bed and moan loudly. I can’t make it stop. I don’t want this, and he knows it. He doesn’t care. He is the fucking devil and this is hell. What in the fuck did I do to deserve this?