Page 55 of Crave Me

~Caleb~

“Stop… just… fucking stop.”

Elijah snapped his fingers and the six of his guys that he’d brought into this shitshow stilled immediately.

Relief sung through me as the girls finally got a reprieve.

A half a dozen of them were strung up on the banquet tables, their feet bolted to the tabletops, their arms yanked above their heads by chains screwed into the ceiling above. A couple of them had been whipped mercilessly by Elijah’s guys, another two had been tormented by a vibrator and forced to come again and again, a dildo had been shoved painfully into another, and the sixth girl had been fucked from behind by one of the guys up on the table with her.

“Hold up, boys,” Elijah ordered as he pushed from leaning against the wall happily watching them being abused and tormented.

He walked to me where I was strapped naked to a long metal table over in the far end, positioned to be forced to watch the sadistic show he’d put on for me.

He reached me and ran his palm over my flaccid cock, making me shudder. “The last two times you begged me to stop this, you refused to give me a reason. Is this time going to be different?”

“Yes. Just… leave them. Leave them alone.”

He trailed his hand up my abs, over my pecs, then felt all over my jaw. “Much better all shaved and smooth. Smooth everywhere, just the way I like my special boy.”

I turned my head away.

At his snarl, I cut in quickly, “You touching me impacts my focus. What I have to say is business, full concentration needed.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “Hmm, I’m pleased to hear you admit to the effect I have on you. Very promising so far. Continue with your business.”

“Caspian won’t give you King. Ever. No matter what you do to me. No matter what you come at him with. He won’t allow you to wield all that power. But, there is a way for you to take it.”

“My physical resources have been severely compromised since the night of his takedown. Even if you gave me an effective way to ambush him, I don’t have enough manpower anymore to launch an assault like that. Not for now at least.”

“It’s not about manpower. You need somebody possessing my skills.”

“Your security networking abilities? Hacking?”

One of his weaknesses was that he was nowhere near as technically minded as Caspian. He had no clue and the hired muscle around him here were just that, muscle. I’d been observing them since I’d been here and determined that much.

“Yeah. If you get me in front of the right equipment, I can take what you want from the inside. That’s how you’ll get King.”

“Hmm. I like it.” He strolled around the table, trailing his fingers down my body until he reached my cock. “Of course, I’ll have to verify this concept first.” He had me jolting as he grasped my shaft, then began stroking me, trying to make me hard. “I also need to ensure this isn’t a ruse on your part, that you’re really with me, that you’ve finally come to your senses and realized that there’s no way out for you but becoming mine.” He released my cock and walked around to my head. “I can make things much more pleasant for you going forward. I can give you a fulfilling life by my side.” He gestured at the girls. “It doesn’t have to be like this.”

He ordered his men. “We’re done with the girls.”

Relief sung through me as I watched the fuckers unbind them and help them down from the tables. It had worked, I’d managed to spare them.

A snap from Elijah’s fingers ripped all of that away.

And in the next second, I watched his men pull their knives, grab a girl each, then slit their throats right there.

“No!” I screamed, thrashing on the table. “I just gave you what you wanted!”

He blocked my view, awful gurgling cries filling my ears as the hostages lives slipped away.

“You did and you’ve pleased me. But to turn over this new leaf, we need to put your past mistakes to rest. That was your punishment.”

“My… what?”

“You facilitated Sebastian’s escape. It not only served to piss me off and impact my plans, it’s also compromised this location. But now that’s done, we can move forward. And that requires a show of good faith on your part, something concrete to prove your submission. Otherwise, what can I possibly think but your offer being a mere ruse to hold me off?”

He climbed onto the table and straddled me.

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