Page 130 of Pure Vengeance

There had never been a plan at the surgery. It seemed Lawes’ and Fuller’s only goal had been to collect as many petrifiedwomen as they could, dehumanize them, and make them exist in their own empire of subjugation.

Was that what this was about, too? Had she just become the center of the pervert’s entire world? Out of jail and clearly unhinged, he seemed to have little else to captivate his concentration.

“Please.” She hated the desperation in her voice. “I need to use the bathroom.”

In the end, it was all she could think to say. She didn’t especially need to use the toilet, but she assumed the desire would demand he release her.

Fleetingly, she permitted her mind to flit back to those dark basement days and recall how the women had been forced to take care of their most basic needs. She prayed to anything holy that was prepared to listen that Lawes had a better provision in mind this time around.

“How badly?” He rose to his full height, frowning as he stalked toward her.

Once again, she was struck by just how tall he seemed, but then she supposed that was inevitable when she was always sitting, kneeling, or crawling in his presence.

“Very,” she squeaked, unsure whether to use his preposterous fucking title again or not. She didn’t want to piss him off at such a critical juncture. She knew a brute like Lawes would use any potential need against her. “Please, Mr. Lawes, sir.”

“Hmmm.” He folded his arms in front of his enormous chest. Prison might have grayed him, but it didn’t seem to have diminished his impressive physique. “Fine. There’s a toilet along the corridor.” He nodded to the door at the end of the room. “But first, we’ll need to get you ready.”

Her heart picked up its pace, her emotions swinging from hope to concern. When a man like Lawes suggestedreadyingher, it would invariably mean something demeaning. It always did. She just wasn’t sure what yet.

“Wait here.” He sniggered as he walked away, apparently entertained by his quip. Of course, she was going to wait. What else could she do, strapped down as she was?

“I accept you’ll have to move around the property.”

His voice carried from the rear of her chair, and not for the first time, she wondered what he kept there. It seemed every time he returned, he was adorned with another instrument of her torment, as though he had everything laid out there… just waiting for her arrival. As the anxiety in her belly knotted, she realized that was probably exactly what he’d done.

“But there are rules, little girl.”

She caught sight of the plastic toy in his hand even before his face had come back into view, her pussy clenching at what his ‘rules’ might mean. He’d been right about one thing earlier. Hecouldmake the experience good for her if he chose to, but the insidious idea of decrees set down by Lawes suggested otherwise.

“This.” He thrust the dildo closer to her, and she noticed how the wide end seemed to have a base. “Is for your delectable backside.”

Her brow furrowed.My arse?

“Not what you were expecting?” He chuckled.

“No, Mr. Lawes, sir.” There seemed no harm in admitting it. She still couldn’t see how the toy linked to the so-called rules, although she was too afraid to ask for clarification.

“Let me explain.” He turned the dildo around, allowing her to survey its smooth length. “This isn’t just a regular sex toy, little girl. It has a special purpose.”

She didn’t like the sound of that.

“Once inserted into your gorgeous arse, it’s controlled by this…” He slipped his hand into his pocket, this time pulling out a small black box.

Hannah stared at the thing, trying to understand his meaning.

“It’s remote-controlled,” he explained. “And when activated, it discharges a small electric shock.”

“A shock?” Her breath caught. He couldn’t surely be advocating for electrocution, could he?

“Nothing too onerous, of course, but enough to stop you in your tracks.” His voice dissolved into low laughter. “I don’t think you’ll be going too far when it’s activated.”

“You want to shock me?” Emotion choked in her throat. Lawes was a sadistic fucker. She knew that, but this seemed to be taking his cruel streak to a whole new level. He was proposing to electrocute her—possibly in her most sensitive place—all because she’d broken some invented rule.

“It’s designed to be a deterrent only.” Cradling her left breast in his palm, he leaned closer. “Do as you’re told, and I need never activate the shocking system.”

Her mouth fell open as she tried to fathom his meaning. The toy in his hands could be used to shock her as and when he decided she’d warranted it. He was intending to treat her like cattle.

This is worse than before!

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