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I’m startled as the door abruptly swings open, Nathan’s face, riddled with confusion as he watches me laughing. And I don’t stop, I carry on, ignoring his confusion. “Something funny, Doll?” He stands above me, eyeing up his handy work. My laughter subsides as I notice he’s left the door open.

“It seems you’re in better spirits”, that creepy smile forms along his face again. Kneeling down next to me he slowly strokes over the marks he has left on me, my stomach twists at each sensation. “Hmmm, I think I did a good job, what do you think?” his face angling closer to my body as he takes my nipple into his mouth, pain and nausea radiate through me.

My body involuntary gags, causing him to bite in response, a sharp cry leaving my mouth. “I think we should do the same to your cock, if they make bars small enough” my mouth blurts the words out fast, too fast for my brain to register what I was saying.

The back of his hand swings fast and hard against the side of my face, wincing at the pain vibrating through my jaw, it's nothing compared to what he has already done. “Oh, Doll, let me show you my masterpiece” He rips off his shirt, it's nothing I haven’t seen before, general hot guy muscles, impressive but not enoughto make my knees wobble. He begins to remove his trousers, and I know what’s coming.

This is my chance!Play the part, Reagan. He stands tall over me, completely naked, I can’t help but look at his cock as the glisten of precum dribbles down his shaft meeting the several silver bars evenly spaced. “I’m not going to muzzle you, I want to hear you begging my name, as your body defies you and gives itself to me.”

He makes a huge mistake as he unties my ankles, throwing me over onto my stomach. My new piercings are catching on the material below and the sudden pain is increasing my adrenaline. He launches his body on top of me, pushing me further into the mattress, I don’t beg him to stop, I know that’s what he wants.

One hand wrapping in my hair the other forcing my legs further apart, then I feel it, the head of his cock, stroking at my entrance. I hear him spit before I feel the warm saliva coat my slit. Knowing he’s focused, I bring my lower back and ass up with force, lifting him enough to bring my knee up and kick back like a pissed off horse.

Orion

I swear I heard a woman laughing, who the fuck is laughing in a place like this? Picking up my speed, I keep turning corners and checking rooms. I hear a door open close by, followed by more laughter. It's louder now, I’m so goddamn confused. Muffled voices carry through the corridors, as I continue closer to the source.

The voices become clearer, my heart pounding as I hear her sweet symphonic voice, horse and filled with rage but still so sweet, I begin to run, my pistol ready and ahead of me. Stopping just before the last door, light seeping from inside, an almighty grunt followed by the sound of a body hitting the floor I throw myself into the doorway when my body collides with something and comes to an abrupt halt.

Looking down, my eyes meet her beautiful glistening jades, framed with red lids, and a bluish bruise to one of them. Myheart warms at the sight of her, but my blood boils to see her in this state. Her bound hands reach up, I lower my head, bringing my face closer to her.

She snatches the pistol from my hands, turning on her heel and the room echoes with the ringing sound of it going off, as it fires towards the body on the floor. The pistol silently falls to the concrete floor, the gun shot still ringing between us. She stands still, bringing her hands to her mouth, as she uses her teeth to pull away the rope around her hands.

Peering over her shoulder I see him. Nathan, naked, the bullet hole just above his right eye seeping a steady stream of blood.

I move to go towards him, when she grabs my arm, pulling me back to her.

Swiftly removing my jacket, I help her put it on, trying to hide the shock on my face as I look over her body. She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls herself up to me, her thighs wrapping around my waist. I feel the hitch in her breath, as she relaxes and lets it all go.

Looking over her shoulder, I try to hold back, reaching for the gun and filling the lifeless body with more bullets. I would’ve liked to keep him alive myself, rip him limb from limb, attach those bars of his to an arrow and watch him scream in pain, shredding his dick apart.

“I missed you Ace, let's go home?” I hum gently into her ear. Tears begin to fall as she grips tighter to me. “No, not yet. This time, I need to wait for the police.” She sounds calm, her voicewobbly from crying. “Ok, but at least let me get you out of here.” Making my way back through the halls, I pull my phone out and shoot Frank an SOS message.

“You did good Ace, so fucking good.”, I hold her into my arms, stroking her hair and trying to console her as we await the aftermath.

Reagan

My head spins with the whirlwind of the past few days. Orion has had the best medical team examine my injuries, ensuring I get the best care. I’m finally being discharged from the hospital today, but I expect he will still have me on bed rest.

The police keep coming and going, asking questions they’ve already asked or about things I have no idea on. I don’t know what they expect of me, I only saw Nathan. While I may have heard voices, I got no names or insight to what was going on.

My body may be at the end of its recovery, if you ignore the bruises and piercings left behind, but my mind? That's still fighting the memories of the first time I was taken and tortured. Orion still hasn’t questioned me on what happened either time, he left me alone with Selene when I spoke to the police, but I think it was more, so he didn’t go on a rage filled rampage then my privacy.

I know I will have to tell him everything sooner or later.

Orion helps dress me, my shoulders are probably going to take some time before I can move them like before. Selene appears with coffees and my discharge papers, and I can’t hide the beaming smile on my face, yet they force saddened smiles as they watch happy tears roll down my cracked and bruised face.

I agreed to stay with Orion for the time being, he’s convinced this is me moving in for good, but I only caved because of the ongoing investigation into the rest of the underground drug circle that Nathan was running. He ensured his place was secure and he had already prepared things for me being there.

The three of us walk through the door to his apartment, after a very lengthy argument about me using a wheelchair. My eyes meet the floor to ceiling windows, I’m drawn straight to them, my feet stopping where they meet the floor and I watch the street below. The lights and people passing by have me hypnotized, I don’t pay much attention to Orion and Selene as they shuffle around behind me. Stepping back, I admire the skyline of tall buildings, trying to find the pattern in the illuminated windows.

I could happily admire this view forever.

My body begins to feel exhausted, it's the most I’ve done in days. I take a seat on the sofa and slouch into the soft and inviting pillows. Orion brings me a blanket, as he walks down the spiral staircase on the left side of the room. I want to continue exploring, but my body won’t let me right now. He covers me with the soft fabric and sits down beside me, tucking a corner under my knee so carefully I barely feel it.

He doesn’t touch me unless I ask, he is giving me both physical and mental space, but I can see the pain in his eyes of just how difficult this is for him. I want to hold him, to touch him, to tell him everything will be ok. I just can’t pull myself to do so right now.

“Thank you!” I give him a small smile. “Did Selene leave already?” His body is like a magnet, I hesitate but cave into the pull, shuffling as I slowly rest my head on his shoulder. It feels natural and in no way intrusive. “Yes, she felt like you needed to adjust and get some rest.” He softens his posture, making his muscles a little softer beneath me. “Oh, ok.” I will admit I’m a little disappointed, but I try to hide it. “I love your place, the windows really do show just how beautiful the city is.” he lets out a small chuckle trying not to let his body shake as he does “Our place, Ace.

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