He dropped his trousers then, and I saw the purple head of his angry cock. It wasn’t exactly small either. He held the gun against my head, his hand still wrapped in my hair as he tugged me towards it. I could smell stale sweat and piss as he wiped it over my lips. I gagged, forcing my lips together, as he smacked the pistol on my temple, making me fall forwards. I saw stars momentarily before he ripped my head back, punching me in my face hard. The rope tore into my hands as he continued to beat me, tearing at my dress as he pulled my breasts free.
“Now. Do as I fucking say, or I’ll shoot you and fuck your body after. Dead or alive, I don’t care.”
“No!” I screamed.
I refused to cry as he sat on my shoulders, forcing his putrid cock into my mouth. I immediately gagged, retching as he forced his way in and began to fuck my throat.
“Fuckyeah. Take it all in bitch, cus I ain’t stopping.” I was choking, trying to move my head away as he slammed it against the floor. “You’re hot as fuck, and I need to fuck younow.”
I panicked, but he pressed the gun closer to my head. I gasped and choked at the air, bile rising in my throat at the rank taste in my mouth.
“Iwillfucking kill you, so play nice.”
As he clawed at my underwear, I clamped my legs together, wondering whether to accept death instead of this monster having his way with me. I closed my eyes as he bit my nipples roughly, his fingers forcing into my core as I screamed.
Suddenly the door burst open, and the weight moved from above me instantly. I forced my eyes shut as I heard a heavenly voice speak.
“Your men are dead. You are mine.”
I almost wept with relief upon hearing Lucas’s voice until I heard something crack, followed by a scream of agony.
Crack.
Crack.
“Alice, baby, I’m here. I want you to watch him suffer,” Lucas whispered, draping his jacket over me as he helped me sit up. I opened my eyes in terror, unable to comprehend what I was seeing.
The screams filled the room as I saw my attacker’s arms bent unnaturally behind his back, hanging loosely as he sobbed in pain. Lucas pulled my dress over my breasts, his eyes darkening as he sucked in air through his teeth.
“Motherfucker.”
I tried to watch it all because I wanted that bastard to suffer. I watched Lucas remove his cufflinks, then his shirt before he crouched in front of Andre. He grabbed his face, spitting in anger as he spoke.
“That woman over there ismine. You will pay with yourlife.”
Lucas strode over to the table opposite, where I saw him calmly pick up a spoon, and heat it over an open flame from the lighter beside it.
“You may not know this, Andre, but hot spoons are favorable not only for crack cocaine but for helping to scoop ice cream from cartons. Cold spoons freeze with the ice cream. Hot spoons loosen it, helping it come out in a perfect ball.” Lucas smiled as he turned towards Andre, still lighting the spoon as he walked. Andre began to panic, trying to move away but screaming in pain from whatever had happened to his arms.
“Please, no...”
“Tell me. Did you stop when Alice asked you to? I bet you didn’t. Alice, he deserves this,” Lucas muttered.
I watched in horror, unable to turn away as Lucas lifted Andre’s eyelid slowly, pushing the spoon into his eye as he scooped it out with surprising ease. I closed my own eyes then, wishing I had the stomach to watch Andre suffer. I could still taste him in my mouth, his horrific stench all over my face.
Andre’s screams filled the room as Lucas tortured him. After removing his eyes, Lucas walked over to me, frowning when he realized I was tied up.
“Alice, you don’t want to see the next part,” Lucas barked, using a knife to cut me loose. My hands ached as he scooped me up, my head burying into his neck as I tried not to look at Andre. He placed me on a chair before dragging Andre out of the room, screaming. Lucas pulled the door shut, but I could still hear the screams.
The door opened sometime later, and I jumped out of my skin until I saw Lucas gazing at me.
“I’msofucking sorry, Alice.” Lucas pulled his shirt back on, kneeling in front of me. His green eyes searched mine, his hand cupping my face as he shook his head sadly. “You willneverbe in danger again, I swear it.”
I couldn’t speak, but purely because I didn’t know what to say.
It didn’t seem appropriate to tell him I loved him or that I never wanted him to leave my side again. I wanted to tell him that bastard wouldn’t affect me for my entire life, as long as he was with me. He took me to a different room, where he sat me on a bed.
“I’m sorry,” Lucas repeated as I finally opened my mouth.
