“No? Because I do. I remember every hit, kick, punch you gave me.”
“You never fought back, all I wanted was for you to fight me, that would have made it sweeter. You just laid there like a statue. I wanted some emotion from you.” He’s a nasty piece of shit. I hear someone growl behind me and know that i't’s Braxton.
“You hit me one hundred and sixty three times. You see when you were doing that to me I counted everything. I should hit you that many times, but you’re not worth it to me or anyone else. You don’t have any remorese, do you?”
He looks at me. “No, none at all.”
I spit at him and he flinches. “How much did you pay to have us?”
He just looks at me smiling.
“How much?”
“It was a thousand a night.”
“A thousand dollars for a night? Was it worth it?”
He looks me up and down and I feel dirty. “It was worth every fucking dollar to get to fuck you cunts.”
I reach out and scratch my nails down his face and chest. I see red. The anger is bubbling away at me, and I look around the room for something to hit him with.
Someone hands me a baseball bat and I swing it at him, not caring how much I hurt him.
Then I push it into his stomach to wind him. It feels great, it feels amazing. I never knew I had so much anger inside me, but coming face to face with this abuser has stirred some emotions in me that I’ve buried for a long time. I’m no wimp when it comes to torture, I did it in the military.
I grab his hair and pull his head back, then I stare into his eyes. “You thought you were fucking compliant girls when we were forced to fuck you. I’d never go near your dick if you paid me a thousand dollars a second. Your dick is shriveled, and you didn’t know what to do with it. That’s why you had to pay for it.”
He’s crying out in pain. “Let go of me you cunt.”
“I want to grab a knife and slice your throat. I was in the military, I know where to hurt you so that you die, but I want you to suffer more. I want you to suffer for all the times you beat me, Mallory and the rest of the girls.” I dig my nails into his cheek and pull them down his face. There’s blood under my nails but I don’t care.
I look over at the men who are staring at me. Braxton smiles and nods his head. “You okay, baby?”
“More than okay. I remember now how to feel, how to feel alive. He’s awaken it in me and I’m grateful. But you guys need to make sure that this fucker dies. Get what you can out of him and then kill him for me please.”
“We will do that for sure, he is not going anywhere tonight. The only place he is going is hell,” Prez says as he steps closer to me and takes the bat from under my arm.
“Piper, let me take you upstairs.” Braxton comes over and takes my arm. “Let’s get you out of here.”
I nod and move automatically closer to Braxton, and he helps me up the stairs, but he doesn’t just leave me he takes me to his room.
“Baby, are you okay? You were fucking phenomenal down there. I loved your spirit, and you scared the fuck out of him. I wanted to watch you kill him.”
“He made me so angry. I wanted to kill him, but you need information from him, and I knew that. I’m buzzed right now, Braxton. I have all this pent-up energy that I need to get rid of.” I pace his room. He’s staring at me. I see the lust in his eyes. I know what I need to do to get rid of this feeling.
“Braxton, I want you to fuck me. Now. Hard and fast.”
Chapter Seven
BRAXTON
Her words shock me. “Are you sure? I don’t want this to be a mistake just because you are running on adrenaline right now. You’ve been through a lot, Piper.”
“Braxton, if you don’t fuck me now, I’ll find someone else who’ll do it.”
“No fucking way.” I grab her and pull her to me and lift her so that her legs are around my waist. I move forward so that her back is against the wall. “No one else is going to fuck you, Piper. You’re mine. Body and soul. Once we do this there’s no going back. You’re mine and that’s final.”
Before she can say anything, I kiss her. I need to feel her lips on mine. We fight with our tongues and the tension is growing. My cock is hard, and it’s pressed against her heat. I need to be inside her, but I’m also mindful of what she’s been through. I need to stay in control, I don’t want to scare her or make her come out of this lust filled state she is in.