Page 164 of Prized Possession

Jake tenses beside me, no doubt feeling just as much rage as I am.

“What do you mean?” Jake grinds out.

“I didn’t want you to be mad at me for sleeping with your sister, even though I knew we didn’t have a future together. She was a nice girl, but I wouldn’t ever want to marry her, which is what your parents wanted, but we weren’t a good match.”

The lies fall out of his mouth in a rush, my nausea growing with each new thing he says.

“We both agreed we didn’t have a future, but we decided to have some fun together anyway.”

Seeing the way he tries to hide a smile as he says the wordfun, it sends me over the edge.

Fuck the plan, I think as I stand up and punch him on the nose.

Blood spurts out as he cries out. “Fuck, what the?—”

I cut him off, squeezing his shoulder to get his attention.

“For every lie you tell me, I will hurt you. Now, let’s try again.”

Jake continues to ask Frank questions, and he carries on lying. So each time he tells a lie, I kick him, punch him, nip him, twist his arm…whatever form of pain I can think of.

Eventually, when Frank is a bloody, battered mess, sobbing uncontrollably, he begs for me to stop.

“Are you going to tell the truth? You have one final chance to answer Jacob’s questions honestly, or I’m moving on to the knife.”

I pull out my large carving knife, allowing the sharp blade to glisten under the harsh lights of the room. His eyes widen, fear glistening in amongst the tears.

“What happened between you and Chloe?” Jacob asks, sounding bored of repeating the same question over and over.

When Frank hesitates, I move my knife closer to him, which has him frantically telling me to stop.

“Okay, okay. I’ll tell the truth, but you won’t like it. Remember, you asked me to tell you this,” he starts, snot and tears flying everywhere as he blubbers.

“Get on with it,” Jacob snaps, his patience wearing thin.

“Chloe told me about her fantasy, and she asked me if I’d help her bring it to life. She said she’s always had a non-con kink, and so I drugged her and tied her up before having sex with her for the weekend. It was all her idea. I was just trying to help her live out her fantasy.”

As he talks, a red mist descends over me, and I struggle to remain calm. My heart is racing, and my blood is boiling.

As soon as he finishes, he looks at us, assessing whether we believe him.

Without hesitation, I stab the knife down into his thigh, causing him to scream and shout, thrashing against his binds. I kneel down, so that I’m face-to-face with him, waiting for the fucker to calm down enough.

Once his gaze is locked on mine, and I can see the fear in his eyes, I reach out and grab hold of the handle. As I speak, I turn the knife, rotating the blade as I remove it from his flesh at an agonisingly slow pace.

“You are a liar. We know what you did. You raped and tortured Chloe for two days, tormenting her and terrifying her. What you did almost destroyed her, and now we plan to return the favour. You will stay here for two whole days, and we’ll give you a taste of your own medicine.”

Jake stands and walks to my side, as Miles goes to unlock Frank’s bindings. He struggles against us, but he’s weak, and doesn’t stand a chance against the three of us. We move him over to the table that’s tucked into the back corner of the room.

Bending him over the table, we secure an ankle to each leg, his chest and cheek pressing against the cool surface. Miles pulls Frank’s hands over his head, and ties one to each of the legs on the opposite end, spreading him out like astarfish.

“What are you doing?” Frank asks frantically, trying to move around on the table.

Miles reaches over and secures a long belt over his lower back, pulling it tight enough that he can’t move any part of his body, which makes Frank panic more.

“What’s the matter? Does this position make you feel vulnerable?” I ask, taunting him.

He keeps quiet, other than his whimpers. I use my blade to slice through his boxers, exposing his pale arse to the world, which makes his eyes widen as he thrashes harder. When he starts to scream, Jake places a piece of duct tape over his lips.

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