Page 28 of Savage SEAL's Virgin
I stopped breathing as the door opened and a man took me by the arm. It was only then that I realized I hadn’t taken off my collar or leash. He grabbed my leash and led me away without saying a word to me.
We got to the end of the hallway, where the black door to the private rooms was, when I heard Troy calling out, “Sub, are you sure you want to go through with this?”
The man who had my leash jerked it hard, making me stumble. “Answer your Dom, Sub!”
“Yes, master.” I caught sight of Troy as he stood just outside the apartment door. His head fell and he went back inside.
My heart was banging in my chest. It was only then that I realized that I was hurting him with what I wanted. But if I gave into him, I would deny myself the very thing I came for. Moving forward, I let the man take me to one of the dark rooms. He removed my robe, leaving me naked. My collar and leash were left on as I was strung up, facing a red-painted wall. A dim yellow light was all that lit the room and it looked ghastly.
A set of shackles hung across the room from me. It was there I’d be taken after I was whipped. It was from there that I’d have to watch Troy fuck another woman. My arms were tied, outstretched, then the same was done to my legs. I was unable to move. I’d been tied so tightly, anchored to that cold wall. The room was frigid—maybe thirty-five degrees. I was shivering and my teeth were chattering. The man who brought me there left me alone. I had no idea it would be so cold. I also had no idea how long I’d be left that way.
I figured Troy would leave me for a while, hoping I’d decide not to go through with it. As I waited, I tried not to think about anything. It was something I wanted to do. Something I could keep in my memory box about the time I really went wild. The one and only time. I had to make it count. Troy had many plans for us in the future, and none of them included anything like what was about to happen to me. I heard the door open, then close. The loud sound of the lock made a lump form in my throat. I couldn’t speak, it seemed.
My hair was pulled, making me look back. It wasn’t Troy. It was some man in a mask. “You need to be properly trained and your Dom hasn’t done it in an entire month.”
“Did he send you?”
“No, he did not. I’m here because I saw the trainer bring you in here and I wanted to get a shot at you without your soft-hearted Dom around. He’s done nothing for you. I had high expectations for you. I bid on you, too, and lost to the man who’s ruined you.”
“I don’t think I’ve been ruined by him. He just fell in love with me, is all. He’s not a bad guy. He’s anything but a bad man. He’s wonderful actually.”
“Yet he didn’t teach you the smallest of rules. Sit down, shut the fuck up, and allow your Dom to do whatever he wants.” His lips pressed against the back of my neck as he shoved my head back up.
“If he didn’t give you permission for this, you’re really fucking up. He loves me and knows I’ll accept anything he has to give me, but from you, I refuse to accept a thing. Walk away now and I won’t tell on you.”
His laughter was maniacal, then he took the whip off the wall next to me and unfurled it. “This is going to be fun.”
“Sir, really, don’t do that. I’m telling you not to do it. If you do, then it’ll be considered assault. You don’t want that, do you?” I was trying to get him to think about things before he really messed things up for himself.
The first strike whipped through the air and landed squarely on my back. I shrieked with the pain. He’d hit me ten times harder than Troy ever had. Another came after that, then another and another.
I was gasping for air, as I couldn’t breathe. I was crying so hard. “Please, stop! Cherry!” I cried out the safe word, praying it would stop what was happening to me. “Cherry! Help me. Help me, please. I don’t want this. Cherry! Someone call Troy Masterson!”
I felt something hard against my back and my hair was pulled again. “That’s my cock that’s rubbing your blood soaked back. I’m covering it with your blood, then I’m going to ram it into your pussy. I’m going to give you what you should’ve had, instead of what that pansy ass gave you.
“Stop, no …” I choked on bile that rose in my mouth.
My body was hanging limply in the ropes. I couldn’t do a damn thing to stop the man. I wailed, begged for mercy, and received none. He stepped back, then I felt dozens of small whips flogging my back all over it. The pain was so unbearable, I felt myself slipping away.
“Oh, don’t faint, honey. I’m not nearly done with you yet. And I need to hear you say that you understand what you did was wrong and you’re sorry. Can you tell me that?”
All I could do was cry as blackness moved in. I felt more lashes, then I felt nothing as my eyes closed and I accepted the fact I was going to die on that wall.
Troy
When I went to the hallway where the private rooms were, I found Grant, Thomas, and William running from the other direction. Grant shouted, “Some other man has her, Troy! We have to hurry!”
“What the hell is going on?” I was in shock as I saw the looks on their faces. Pure terror was in all their expressions.
We met at the door Blyss was behind and found it locked. “Who’s in there with her?” I leaned my ear against the door, but heard nothing.
Grant pulled open the small window, but tape had been put over the other side of it. “Fuck! We don’t know who the man is right now. It’s too dark in there and he’s got a mask on. An ambulance has been called.”
An ambulance!
“What, why? What the fuck is he doing to her? I don’t hear a damn thing!” I began to bang on the door as William started to try all kinds of keys on the locked door. “Open this door now!”
No one came to open the door, but William had found the key that worked and he flung the door open. My heart stopped as time froze.
