Page 114 of Twisted Bonds
"Fucking ours…" he states and gives my tush a nice slap before dropping down beside us.
(Flashback)
"Ah…look at that mess you've made, poppet. Good whores are always the squirters," Sergio states.
It's the first time they have taken me since giving me my last piercing. Sergio and Luca cornered me as I came down the hall, and they were just returning from some job. They still have blood on their clothing, but they don't seem to care.
"Fuck, it's all over the fucking floor!" Luca sounds annoyed. He grabs me by the back of the neck and shoves me down to my hands and knees. "Be a good whore and clean up your mess now."
I hesitate. They have been becoming more degrading with me, and I don't know if I can do it. Unfortunately, I don't have much say in it.
"I don't know about you, little brother, but I'm not done with that mouth of hers, and I really don't want her licking the floor clean before I've used it some more."
"Fine," Luca growls, but still shoves me to the floor anyway, pushing my face into the hardwood floor as he slides back into me.
"Hey, you," I hear Sergio call out. "Come clean this up off the floor." He has one of the house helpers clean my mess up as they use me in full view of everyone.
I can't help the few tears that leak from my eyes, especially when Luca decides to use his fingers also, only they go into my ass, and he doesn't bother using any lube. He wants it to hurt; he loves it when I'm in pain.
"Aw, are those tears finally, poppet? Am I hurting you?" He snickers, but I know better than to tell any of them that they are hurting me, because they will make it hurt even more.
"Please, you couldn't hurt a fucking fly, Luca. Now, me? Hm, I would give anything to break her until she bleeds, until she begs us for mercy every time we fuck her. I kind of like this one, though. We shall see how she works out. In the meantime, we will use one of the numbers downstairs." The way Sergio talks about hurting others honestly sounds as though there is no redeeming him.
They both use me so hard that I have to be carried back to Sergio's room, where he urges me to go into my kennel without allowing me to shower and clean him and his brother off me. "You will sleep covered in me and my brother, so you will know without a doubt who owns you come morning."
Hanging my head, I drop to all fours and start crawling into the metal cage. This is my life now, but I don't think I can do it. I must find a way out of here.
A scream leaves my throat when I feel a sharp pain on my ass cheek. I turn and see Sergio's lips lined with blood—my blood. The fucker bit me!
The week in Rhode Island flew by after all the sightseeing Dominik and Eva took us on. Dominik got called in a few times, but for the most part, he was off this week. We ate at nice little coastal restaurants and visited little shops, more for my benefit than Bain and Beau's, and then, most evenings, we played.
Leaving Dominik's home was more difficult than I thought because I made a new friend in Eva. We've already made plans to visit each other often and to call whenever we can. However, as sad as I am to leave, I'm anxious to return home and see everyone.
Just like the flight to Rhode Island, the flight back is just as fast, and soon Bain is driving us through the gates to the Manor. The guard at the gate waves at us, and as dusk descends, the lights lining the drive begin to light up. The Manor is beautiful at night since Bain had more lights installed around the grounds. Even the shelter houses a distance away got new lighting, so we can see them from the Manor now.
"Home sweet home,"I sigh, and Bain lifts my hand that he's been holding since we left the airstrip and brings it to his lips.
"It's back to the grind,"he muses.
I twist in my seat to see Beau and ask, "Did you have any luck finding a full-time handyman?"
"I did,"Beau states. "He will be starting next week, but I still think we can do without him. I'm fine with fixing anything that needs to be fixed."
"No, you need to concentrate on Bellini Formal now. That's where your future lies,"I tell him. "Besides, I know of a few areas that could also use some work around the Manor, so we will have plenty to keep him busy."
"Yes, ma'am. Whatever you say, baby."
I narrow my eyes at him playfully."I guess if you really want to be a maintenance man, that's your choice. I will still love you."
"It's not like that, baby. I like being useful to you and the Foundation."
"Kiss ass," Bain smirks.
"Whatever helps me get in her pants,"Beau jokes, winking at me.
I snicker and say, "Well, you're working too hard, babe. It doesn't take much for you or your dad to get into my pants. All you have to do is give me that Huntley smile, and I'll drop my pants."
"Well, thanks for the heads up, Ry-Ry."
