Page 35 of Red Rabbit

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“We have a minute to teach her a lesson,” he insisted. He yanked my arms behind my back. I struggled but Tank came over and held me. The zip ties cut into my wrists as Sal yanked them tight.

“Kraven isn’t going to be happy about this,” I ground out.

Sal came back around and kicked my legs out from under me, sending me to my knees. He grabbed my hair roughly and pulled my head up towards him.

“He’s not going to find out,” he snarled. He bent down and got close to my face. “I’ll make your life a living hell if he does.” He unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out, stroking it while looking at me. I struggled, trying to move away but his hand gripped my hair tightly and Tank was standing right behind me. Sal pulled my head towards him and pushed the head of his cock against my lips.

“Open up,” he said. When I shook my head, he released my hair but Tank grabbed me and Sal pinched my nose, cutting off my air. I thrashed in their hands, trying to break away but after a moment I opened my mouth to take a breath and Sal shoved his dick in. He yanked me closer, making his dick go deeper.

“If you bite, I will break your teeth. Kraven would probably like that better. All gums—” he didn’t even bother finishing his sentence before he groaned and started fucking my throat. He was rougher than Kraven and tears streamed down my face. All I could do was endure it. He held his cock deep in my throat and I struggled, trying to protest as my breath ran out. Sal didn’t care and watched my eyes flutter as blackness crept across my vision.

“Shit man,” Tank said. “Don’t make her black out. She has to go to Kraven after this.”

Sal cursed and came down my throat, then shoved me away. I collapsed back onto my bound hands. Pain flared in my shoulders and I gasped for air, choking on his cum and retching on the concrete floor.

“Jesus, man,” Tank said. “She’s a mess.”

Tank hauled me to my knees and I heard the snick of a knife and the zip ties fell away. I wrapped my arms around myself, chest heaving as I battled to catch my breath.

“Whatever, she can be a few minutes late,” Sal said as he zipped himself back up. He came over and with my white dress wiped my face roughly then tossed it back in my cell and pulledme to my feet. Tears pricked my eyes but he got in my face and gripped my chin.

“Remember, if you tell Kraven, it won’t go well for you.”

I nodded shakily, not knowing what else to do.

“Let’s go,” Tank said with a sigh. This was obviously something Tank endured with Sal often.

We got to Kraven’s room and walked in. I didn’t see him but there was a dress on the bed and Sal tossed it to me.

“Put that on,” he said. They turned to leave and before the door closed, I saw Sal put a finger to his lips with a sneer. I tried to hold the tears back as I walked into the bathroom. I looked down at the dress. It was a slinky forest green dress that dipped low in the front and puddled around my feet. There was a massive slit up one side that went all the way up my hip. It was beautiful and showed off every asset I owned.

I sighed in resignation, knowing I needed to pick my battles, and put it on. Plus, it was a piece of clothing which was better than being naked. I looked at myself in the mirror and I immediately regretted it. I looked haunted and the fire that was usually in my eyes was dimmed to a dull green. I swallowed and willed myself not to cry as I heard the door open and Kraven came in. I walked out of the bathroom and his eyes swept me from head to toe.

“I knew you’d look stunning in that,” he said.

His fingers ran through a strand of my hair which was rioting around my face from being washed and not brushed. “I debated whether to have your hair and makeup done but I kind of like you wild.” His eyes flashed as they met mine and I glared at him moodily.

“What did you have for breakfast?”

The question caught me so off guard I just stared at him until I furrowed my brow in confusion.

“Pancakes,” I said.

“And?”

“Bacon and orange juice.”

“Good. They listened,” he said, almost to himself. He offered me his elbow and I looked at it for almost a full minute.

“You’re supposed to take it,” he said with a sigh. “Don’t make me ask you twice, Kaelin.” He added softly. There was a dangerous edge to his tone and I immediately hated it when he called me by my name. I shouldn’t have told him my real one. I didn’t feel like myself here and hearing my name made me feel nauseous. I swallowed and avoided his eyes as I put my hand gingerly through his elbow and rested it on his forearm. When we didn’t move, I looked up at him and saw his eyes staring at my wrist. He dropped his arm and took my hand in his. My stomach dropped. I should have known he’d see the red marks around them from the zip ties. My lip trembled and my breath hitched, making him look up at me. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking but a muscle ticked in his jaw.

“What happened?” he asked darkly. Tears welled in my eyes and I shook my head. His thumb brushed over the irritated skin on my wrists and a tear slid down my cheek.

“Kaelin,” he said through gritted teeth.

“I can’t,” I gasped.

“What did I just tell you?” He demanded loudly, anger flashing in his eyes. He turned to go to the door and panic gripped me. I grabbed at him, running in front of him to block his way.