Page 12 of Take Me

I hate myself for even thinking this monster is anything like the man who opened up my life to terrifying kinks and profoundintimacy.

But the thought helps. The man behind me isn’t quite as wide as Nikolai, but he’s as tall, speaks in the same Russian accent, and seems to harbor the same contradictory characteristics. It’s easy to imagine that it’s Nikolai when I close my eyes.

My muscles begin to relax as I imagine Nikolai’s arms wrap around me as he rocks me with gentle motions of his chest.

“That’s it,” my captor praises, and the smooth quality of his accented voice is so much like Nikolai’s that it’s easy to disappear in the illusion.

But when his hand starts a slow trail down my stomach, unmistakably headed for my pussy, reality seeps back in.

“No,” I pant, pushing against his other arm that is suddenly lodged around my chest with unbreakable strength. “No!” I repeat with more urgency as a long finger slides between my folds.

“An orgasm will help you relax—make your body heat up faster.”

“I don’t want one!” I shove at his hand, but he’s already at my opening, feeling the cruel betrayal of my body covering my pussy in slick juices.

“Oh, but I think you do.”

I let out a long, plaintive sound as he plunges a finger into me. The intrusion guts me, and the stark cruelty of my new reality wrenches at my chest when my eyes fly open. Bare stonewalls and a stranger who isn’t Nikolai.

The illusion splinters like a thousand pieces of glass around me. I go frantic, writhing against his arm and kicking my bound legs.

“Hmm,” he scoffs. “I thought you’d be more grateful. That’s another thing to add to your training list.”

I’m stunned when he removes his prodding finger, but then I see the manacles as he grabs the chain attached to the wall behind my head. Real iron manacles. They’re not rusty and old—clearly not an original requisite of this old dungeon—but they fit right in.

The chain rattles as he moves the manacles onto my chest, and my breath claws at my throat as it moves at a frantic speed.

Grabbing one of my wrists, he shuts a manacle around it. I try to fight, but as with everything else down here, it’s hopeless. Soon, both my hands are trapped in the cold steel.

The manacles fit perfectly around my slender wrists. Snug enough to be inescapable and loose enough to not cut my circulation. The realization sends a jolt of icy fear through my veins.

But I don’t get to linger on it for long as two fingers shove into my opening, easily sliding through my wetness.

“Noo!” I wail, bucking off the mattress, hating myself for being so wet—for allowing myself to disappear into the fantasy of Nikolai when my world crumbles around me.

“You should be grateful,” my captor says, and the cruel edge in his voice has my eyes darting to him. “Only a few of the girls here get a free orgasm like this.” He pumps his fingers harder, and even as pain flares in my lower belly, something tightens in my core. A heated sensation. An urge to go further.

“Why?” I croak, needing to distract myself from the shameful sensation.

“Because you’re special,” he says in his dark accent.

“I don’t want to be special.”

He lets out a nefarious chuckle. “No?” Climbing on top of me, he takes my cheeks in a hard grip while he keeps thrusting his fingers into me. “Would you rather I leave you alone in your cell, cold, scared, and horny?”

Horror rattles through my brain, messing with everything I thought I knew.

“Either you beg me for this orgasm, or I’ll string you up from the ceilingand have Dorin flogyou.”

I stare back and forth between his eyes, trying to gauge whether he’s bluffing.

He’s not.I know it even before he says the next thing.

“I have two months to train you. I think that’s enough time to mend the damage.” He presses a finger to my forehead like he’s talking about mental damage rather than physical.

“Please don’t,” I say, hating how weak I sound.

This man has me scared to the bone. Something about his sudden shift from protective caregiver to demanding captor is more frightening than if he’d been cruel all along.

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