Page 38 of Villains and Vengeance
I push her towards the table and I see Maddox take her in. Her chest heaves and his eyes flick down to where her breasts are thrust forward unnaturally by me forcing her shoulders back. He can’t see anything because her sweatshirt is still on, but he’s not unaffected by the scene. He just wishes he was, I’ll bet.
I release her and she lets out the breath she was holding.
We did talk about making this worse by taking her clothes away while we interrogated her. It would humiliate her and also serve to make her cold. But, ultimately, we decided that, while it would definitely work to our advantage in some ways, it wasn’t the best idea to put a naked woman in the midst of four incubi who haven’t fed from a female in over three weeks.
‘Victoria,’ Maddox drawls, not getting up. ‘I’m going to ask you some questions. You’re going to answer each one. If you don’t reply or your answer is unsatisfactory, Daemon will increase your pain until you give us the information we need. Do you understand?’
She stares straight ahead, not even looking at him.
‘Victoria?’
Her eyes flick to him.
‘That was a question.’
I bend her head-first over the table and raise her arms up, putting a little stress on her shoulders.
‘Yes, I understand,’ she growls and I let her up.
‘How did you get here?’
She doesn’t say anything.
I thrust her down to the table again and raise her straight arms high. I hear her grunt and I know she’s in pain, especially with that hole in her shoulder, but she still says nothing.
‘Begin,’ Maddox nods at me and I tie a cloth over her eyes so she can’t see us anymore.
She doesn’t make a sound as I untie her and retie her arms in front of her. I pull them up and secure them over her head to another rope which I rigged up between a couple of the holes in the ceiling. I secure her there with her feet flat on the ground in a standing position.
I have to admit, I like the way she looks like that. Helpless and at our mercies, her body stretched out before us. I can see Maddox’s eyes moving over the scene, probably wishing there were more knots and less clothes just like I do. He and I share a proclivity for bondage when we play and feed.
But we stay professional.
‘How did you get here, Victoria?’
‘Swam.’
Maddox’s eyes narrow.
‘Do you think this is a game?’
‘Do you?’ she fires back, I guess feeling a little more courageous now that my hands aren’t on her.
Maddox gets up and walks over to stand in front of her.
‘Is Axel alive?’ he murmurs close to her and she jerks back.
She says nothing.
He moves behind her, grabbing her by the hair and wrenching her head back.
‘How did you get here, Victoria?’
No sound comes from her.
‘We can do this for as long as it takes. We can hurt you, darling, more than a little human like you has ever experienced before.’
She lets out a giggle and it doesn’t sound forced. We share a confused look.
