“Welcome home my Blossom,”Chance greeted as Blossom was dumped on the ground in front of him. Despite being dropped on the ground she jumped to her feet. They were in his basement. The basement was kept up just as lavishly as the rest of the house. There was a jacuzzi style tub in the corner, already lit with candles and filled with bubbles. What was he planning? Her eyes scanned the room in its entirety.
“Oh my god!” Blossom gasped, seeing Lisa tied up in the corner of the room. Her mouth was bound as she was tied to a chair. Makeup was streaming down her face because of the tears from her red eyes.
“Lisa is glad to see you,” Chance said.
“Let her go. You let her go and turn her loose right now! I came! Let her go!” Blossom shouted.
“You forget this is my house dear. I make the rules. Now come here.” Blossom didn’t move.
“Alright. We’re gonna play like that, huh?” The sound of a gun cocking made Blossom perk up. Slowly, Chance unclasped his hands from behind him. He revealed he was already holding a gun and he pointed it at Lisa.
“My patience—is very thin Blossom. I asked you to come the fuck here. I won’t ask again. You can’t listen to what the fuck I ask you to, she’s as good as dead! You wanna try me?” Gulping, Blossom saw no choice but to slowly advance towards him. When she was close enough, he pulled Blossom’s wrist, tugging her into his body. He held her close, nuzzling his nose into her neck.
“Hm, you smell delightful,” he groaned.
“Take your clothes off,” he ordered.
“Wh—what?” Blossom asked.
“Get undressed. Don’t play as if you didn’t know what was going to happen. Now undress.” He patted her breasts with the gun, enunciating his point. Blossom looked at SynTanner desperately. He only gave her a curt nod. Blossom saw no other way but to start undressing slowly. Chance watched her dutifully, licking his lips with anticipation.
“So sweet,” he mumbled, as he watched her get completely naked. He pointed to the tub.
“Get in,” he ordered.
The door at the top of the stairs opened. SynTanner was thrown down the stairs. His body hit nearly every step on the way down before he fell into a heap in front of them. Chance was already grabbing her wrist, preventing her from going to him. The men that threw SynTanner down the stairs proceeded down with him. They stood on opposite sides of him, pressing their foot into his back.
“Our audience is here. Great,” Chance chuckled.
“Audience?” Blossom asked.
“Of course! I told you what this was about Blossom. Pride. He has the nerve to make love to my woman? To desecrate her body with his wretched seed? Oh no, I can’t let shit like that stand. He needs to know his place. He needs to know who you belong to. And you’ll learn the same thing too. Now. Get in the damn tub.” SynTanner looked up through swollen eyes. His face was bloodied as he snarled at Chance.
“Isn’t she just beautiful?!” Chance fondled her breasts with his long, cold fingers. SynTanner tried to get up and lunge at Chance but the two ski mask wearers simply began stomping on him until he was flattened to the ground.
“Simmer down SynTanner. It’s a show. Just watch,” Chance warned him. He waved his gun at the tub, reminding Blossom that he wanted her to get in. With her eyes on SynTanner, she slowly walked to the tub.
Pain racketed SynTanner’s body like he’d never felt before. Still, nothing was more painful than seeing Blossom subjected to the sick game Chance was playing. As she eased into the tub, she kept her eyes on him. Instead of being frightened, her eyes were filled with tenacity. He wasn’t sure if she realized what she was doing, but looking at him with such confidence settled him. Once she was in the tub, Chance took off his suit jacket and began unbuttoning his shirt. SynTanner didn’t give a fuck what he had to sacrifice but he wasn’t allowing that man to have any part of Blossom’s body.
Spitting blood, SynTanner looked from Blossom to Chance and then back to Blossom again. The two men hovering over him had taken his gun, but they failed to check for the gun and knife in his ankle holsters. SynTanner took a deep breath. Soon enough, he would have to make a move.
“So, what now huh? You think having sex with her is going to make her yours?” SynTanner asked gravelly. Chance simply looked at him.
“I’m not sure where you get your logic from asshole, but that’s not how it works. Besides, I fucked her so good you’re gonna have to do a hell of a job to even get her to forget what I did to her body,” SynTanner teased.
“Is that a challenge? That’s what we’re gonna fucking do?” Chance asked, getting agitated. SynTanner only grinned. The type of man Chance was allowed for him to not have the restraint when he was challenged. He had to win at everything.
“Go on. Ask her. Ask her how good my dick was. She’ll tell you. Not to mention her pussy tastes so sweet. How could a man of your stature have her for three months and not get anywhere!?! You’re pathetic!” SynTanner shouted.
“Me? Pathetic?! Chance rushed to him in anger. “Look who’s on MY fucking floor!” He began to kick and stomp on SynTanner.
“Get out of the fucking tub!” Chance yelled at Blossom as he continued to rain kicks down on SynTanner. Water splashed as Blossom hurried out of the tub. SynTanner knew that the two men weren’t going to intervene if their boss was attacking SynTanner so he used that as his cover. While Chance stomped on him, he curled himself into a fetal position so he was able to grab the knife from his ankle. Just as he grabbed the knife and hid it in his palm, Chance retreated from his attack.
“I don’t give a damn what you say SynTanner. Because you’re the one on your ass in front of me and I’m the one that’s going to be plunging my love into Blossom.” He grabbed Blossom by the elbow and swung her around as if showing her off to SynTanner. The scent of the water that clung onto Blossom’s skin wafted against his nose. SynTanner snapped his head up. He glared at Chance although blood was running down his eyes.
“That smell,” SynTanner whispered.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Chance asked roughly.