Dark Boundaries(57)

“Yes, just like that,” Bill chuckles. “Warm that ass a bit. Make it glow red.”

Garrett has spanked me before but it’s nothing compared to the pain I experience when Warren’s hand comes down on my butt. My whole body lurches forward, slamming into the sharp side of the slab, from the strength he’s putting behind each of the smacks. The sharp sound echoes around the empty building. Before the sound can die away the next one rings out into the air.

I bite my bottom lip to keep from crying out. I try hard to drift away from it all, but each hard smack rips me back to my horrible present. No one knows where I am! No one will come to help me!

“Open that ass up for me.” Bill’s voice is filled with lust. It’s the most disgusting sound. I hear a zipper, but it’s not from Warren, and I immediately know it’s the sound of Bill getting rid of his pants. I try to lift my head to see what’s happening but Warren just shoves me back. I feel his other hand groping at my stinging butt. A finger slips down my crack and then he forces me open. “Finger fuck that ass,” Bill says with a gruff voice.

I feel a finger at my puckered entrance and it’s like waving a red flag in front of me. I start to thrash backwards, trying to free my body.

Warren slams my face back down onto the steel surface, then lifts my head and bangs it repeatedly onto the slab, until pain and dizziness becomes my world. The taste of blood fills my mouth and trickles down my throat.

He shoves a finger into my ass and the burning sensation is overwhelming. There’s no reprieve as another finger is shoved in.

“Fist her, son,” I hear Bill’s panting words. Warren slams his fist against me, shoving his fingers as far as they’ll go without ripping me in two. “Yes, like that,” Bill moans.

When I think it can’t get worse, I hear the scrape of the chair on the floor. “Harder, son,” Bill instructs and Warren is eager to please him as he lets go of my hair and puts all his strength into fisting me. I’m drowning in a whirlpool of pain, when I feel the slap as Bill joins in. “Yes, fuck … like that,” Bill groans and then I feel warmth squirt over my back.

Warren’s hand disappears and I get a moment of relief before I hear him unzip his pants. “I’m going to fuck that ass so hard,” Warren says, out of breath.

I know it will only hurt more. I try to find something else to concentrate on and my mind goes to Garrett. He was never so rough. It takes being brutalized to understand how gentle Garrett really was with me.

I can’t take the degrading pain anymore and let the first tear slip.

There’s a loud bang. My whole body jerks from the noise. “Fuck, Pop!” Warren screams. “You fucking shot my pop!”

“I’m here to pay for her,” someone growls. I must be hallucinating. It sounds like Garrett. Only, I’ve never heard his voice drip with such venom.

“What the fuck, man!” Warren’s voice is pitchy, I can hear the fear.

“If there is a lesson you have to learn in life,” Garrett’s heavenly voice fills my ears, “it’s not to touch another man’s woman, car or … fuck, you just don’t touch anything that belongs to me. You could get yourself killed for being so stupid.”

Warren yanks his hand away from me. “She’s just a slave-” Another loud bang makes my whole body jump and Warren’s words end with a high pitch scream.

“That’s your third mistake today,” Garrett’s voice is icy.

“What was the first?” Only Warren is stupid enough to ask a question like that.

Gravity wins, pulling my limp body to the floor. I fall with a dull thud. As my head falls to the side I see Garrett. The tears come faster knowing he’s here. His eyes flash to me. They widen slightly and then he shakes his head.

He glares at Warren. “Your first mistake was taking what’s mine. Your second mistake was touching what’s mine. Your third mistake was calling the woman I love a slave.” He raises the gun and points it directly at Warren’s chest. “I’m all out of teaching you shit you should’ve known.”

“N-” Warren’s plea is cut short by the loud bang of the gun. His body jerks back and his head hits the floor with a dull thud. He tries to get up but ends up falling back to the floor. Blood gurgles from his mouth and I drink in every second. It’s a beautiful sight to see a monster die.

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Chapter Forty Three



Garrett~

She’s naked and broken on the floor. It only took me thirty minutes to get here, but it was thirty minutes too late. I promised to protect her and I failed.