Page 61 of Vicious Vows

He turned the device on and it was at that moment that I knew not only would my body not be able to take what he was about to do to me but neither would my mind. I'd go crazy way before he was finished with me.

I tried to call him through the gag, tried to explain to him that he had this all wrong. That I didn't need him to do this to me. That I'd be good.

His eyes were blacked out, there was no getting through to him. All I could do was wait for his anger to pass and hope that I was still alive when he was through.

He pulled another tool out of the box, a whip of sorts and as the electrodes and clamps poured electricity through my body he whipped me in every angle that he could reach. The electricity caused all my muscles to contract and pull hard enough that they felt like they were ripping off my body. My clit and Nipples burned with the tug of the clamps. Nothing about this felt good. Nothing about it felt humane.

"Is this enough for you? I bet it's not?" He puffed out a breath, he was out of air after his abuse of me.

I was out of the willpower it took to fight.

I hung there in pain too tired to even shake my head no.

"I know what else you need. You need to be filled up. Let's move onto that shall we?"

In the back of my mind, I wondered if he was going to fuck me now, after all he'd already put me through it made sense that he'd abuse me like that too. I closed my eyes as he walked behind me back to my sister's box of tricks. I didn't dare look back and see what instrument he was going to use. I'd seen enough to know that nothing in that box would make me feel good.

Harshly, he pulled my legs back and opened them wider. I jumped as I felt something cold and wet hit between my legs, starting at the crack of my ass and rolling all the way down to my opening. At least there was lube.

"Your cunt was a virgin when I met you. How about that tight ass? Maybe you've already had that run-through. Let's find out." He growled before he pressed a phallic object to my rear and shoved it past the resistance.

Pain collided against my body so suddenly and so intensely it felt as if my soul had left my body.

He was ripping me apart. I could feel it. My head snapped around even as the screams gurgled in my throat.

I kicked and screamed, unfolding my legs on the bed trying to get away but Dominic was having none of that.

The pain of what he'd done to me before, the corporal punishment, was nothing compared to the extra large purple dildo he shoved up my rectum.

I shook and pulled at the binds on my wrist.

"Your pain means nothing to me! You mean nothing to me!" He shouted from behind me as he held my waist and continued to try and get the dildo further inside of me.

My screams mixed with the mucus from the tears I'd shed were so intense that vomit spewed up from deep inside my gut. With nowhere for it to go, it began to come out of my nose and the sides of my mouth. I gagged and choked but I couldn't clear my mouth.

"You nasty whore." he growled as he reached behind my head and finally untied the gag. I leaned forward and simply let the mess drop from my mouth.

Seconds passed as I continued to catch my breath. In the time that passed he turned off the electricity and removed the clamps from my nipples and clit.

"Are you through with me? You feel better now?"

"I'm nowhere near through." He growled.

"Go on then Dominic. Show me who you are. Show me the real you." I whispered and let my head loll forward until I made contact with his chest.

"Don't." He barked and tried to back away.

"I just wanted her to stop. I didn't want you hurt. I don't want anyone hurt. I'll take it. Hurt me, kill me if you have to. I'll do it for you." I whispered, my voice slurring from the shock and pain still rioting through my system.

I didn't have to think about the words that came out of my mouth, it was as if my soul were connected to my tongue. I was just saying what was truly in my heart.

Dominic thought I was here to betray him. What he could never realize was that I couldn't betray him any more than I could kill him.

I wasn't made like that and no matter how hard I tried to change and look out only for myself, I never would.

"Faye, stop fucking lying to me." he grabbed hold of my face and raised it so I was looking at him.

"I never have. From the beginning, I've told you exactly who I am. You see what you want to see Dominic."

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