Page 26 of Marked for Extinction
The light behind her casted an ominous shadow to her features, making her look like a demon in female form.
Gritting through the pain, I turned over to crawl away when something sharp pierced the flesh of my back, stopping my movements. The male vampire growled in delight when he stomped on my leg with excessive force one at a time making me scream out in agony. The crunch of bone told me he probably shattered them. The excruciating pain shot all the way up into my spine. This room, this building, must have been far from others because despite my screams, there was no help to be found.
I had to stay composed. Despite the severe pain in my legs, the sensation told me that my nerves were still intact enough to feel them. Nothing was numb as of yet. They were still salvageable. I just had to survive this.
Another kick to the stomach and I writhed in pain on the floor, squirming, trying to crawl as best as I could. The bloodsucking bitch whistled, delighted. It was a tune I heard before, something that niggled the back of my memories but amidst the pain I couldn't quite place it.
“Now, my love, do you remember how we break strong stallions?” she asked calmly.
I could hear them whispering but couldn't make out what was said. My legs throbbed and each minute shift I made sent sharp pain up the back of my thighs. Just when I put pressure onto my knees for another crawl, the male vampire jumped on my back, his large hand holding my head down against the floor.
“What the fuck are you doing? Let me go!” I struggled as best I could with the strength I had left but I couldn’t shift enough beneath his weight as he continued to pin me to the ground. Without warning, a devilish chuckle escaped him as he unfastened his pants and shifted the fabric between us until they were slid down. He then grabbed the back of mine and exposed me.
My heart raced uncontrollably. “No! God, no!”
But it was no use.
“I like it when my bitches squirm," he laughed maniacally.
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It felt like I was dying. Shouldn’t dying be more numb?I should take my own life and spare myself the misery.
The woman stood and watched with pleasure as I contorted in pain on the ground where I continued to lay. She began to clap while she slowly walked toward me. The sound of her heels hitting the concrete floor, taunting my existence as I pondered how I would kill myself before they get any sort of information out of me.
I tried but failed to hold in the tears. I didn’t want to show weakness when I still had to fight. I couldn’t believe this was happening and yet it did and still was. The vampires had captured me and now I was being turned into their own personal toy.
I lifted my head and slammed it into the floor. I lifted it again and continued to beat my skull as hard as I could, trying with all of the strength I had left to knock myself out. I didn’t want to give them the pleasure of witnessing my suffering, of eliciting my screams. He walked over to my prone form and stood above me with his legs on either side of me. He rubbed my blood soaked scalp with his fingers before threading his hand in my hair, fisting it and jerking my head back until his other hand encircled my throat.
Shifting all my weight into his one hand, choking me, he brought my face to his, demanding my full attention.
“I like this bitch. I’ll have a lot of fun with him,” he laughed as he dropped my body to the floor.
I groaned upon impact, my body given no time for recovery between their tortures. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched helplessly as he made his way toward the woman.
She grabbed his dick hanging out of his unfastened pants and stroked. Blood coated her hands as she brought it up to her mouth for a seductive lick.
“Not yet,” she breathed. Walking over toward me, she grabbed my shirt, lifted me effortlessly and threw me onto the mattress, face down. I bounced, but not enough, the springs weaker than my legs at the moment. My face throbbed from the fall.
She laid down beside me with her arm outstretched, that fucking mask of hers covering the bottom portion of her face. Her goggles showed me my own pitiful reflection.
“Maybe I should take a look at that,” she whispered like a lover, running her hand to my ass and laughing musically. Her taunts angered me but what could I do? I was still restrained and helpless, weak from the injury to my legs.
She trailed her hand back to my front, teasing my soft dick and bringing her hand up in front of my face. There was fresh wet blood on her fingers, glistening under the dim illumination of the bulb that still hung overhead.
“I guess you’ll need to be stitched up, or would you rather let it heal on its own.”
As if she truly cared.Who was she kidding? She enjoyed every minute of my suffering.
I couldn't breathe, I couldn't speak, all I could do was try to keep my eyes from shedding any more tears. Coughing several times from the internal injuries, she abruptly got up, and shoved me unceremoniously on the ground. With one swift kick, her strength pushed me onto my back. The pain from my ass was excruciating, it hurt to move. I laid there trying to catch my breath and even my air intake when she slowly came and stood over me again, the way she seems to love to do.
“Now that I have your attention, I’m going to have your dick whenever I please or my lover will stick his dick in you. Do you understand? He doesn’t usually discriminate what kind of hole he sinks his big cock in, isn't that right my love?”
I groaned and shifted to my side to relieve some of the pain and watched her while she lifted the bottom of her mask and kissed the beast beside her. With a guttural growl, he lifted her up against the wall and lowered his pants to let his dick free. She quickly grabbed his cock and lined it up between her legs. I was forced to listen to the moans of pleasure while I lied here in agony.
“Yes, fuck me!”
Her cries of pleasure filled the room while the constant thumping against the wall made my head hurt worse than when I initially slammed it into the cement floor. Their ravenous sounds and squealing only made my pain worse with auditory torment. I needed to get out of here. I looked around while they were preoccupied for anything I could use to fight back and escape. There had to be a way.
