Page 226 of Malice and Surrender
“It was worth the risk. You did well, Profit Dave,” the man who haunted my dreams said.
How had I ever thought this man was Kai? Hearing his voice again, he sounded so different. There was no comparison, yet for so long my mind had conjured Kai’s face and voice every time I thought about the attack.
Did that mean Dave was one of the other men? My stomach flipped and churned with images of him on top of me. I had to push it aside quickly, or I would vomit, and I didn’t think I could open my mouth. My pinky twitched, so whatever he’d given me was slowly starting to wear off, but there was no way in hell I was letting them know.
I needed to be smarter than I was at fifteen if there was any chance of getting out of this alive. The two men talked, but none of it was about me, or anything that made sense, and my mind drifted to the men in my life.
If I didn’t escape, then what? Would they think I took off again and they just couldn’t find me? Or would my body be dropped off somewhere like a discarded bag of garbage, and that’s how they would find out?
“When was the last time you re-administered the drugs?”
“Forty minutes ago, just like you asked.”
“Excellent. Take her to my wives. They will know what to do. This one needs to be cleansed before the ceremony,” the man with the terrifying voice said.
How long had I been here?
“I’ll make sure she’s ready, Father,” Dave said, and if my mouth could move, it would’ve fallen open. There was no way this other man was his real father, was he supposed to be someone spiritual?
“Good, and be careful the drugs you gave her should be slowly wearing off. We want her able to scream for the ceremony.” There was a loud bang, but I remained still even though the adrenaline coursing through my body spiked. “Isn’t that right, Raine?”
I tried so hard not to react, but the fear made it nearly impossible. My lungs stopped working for a few seconds, and the man Dave called Father chuckled. I realized then that I was in a cell, and they were both very close. My skin crawled like I was coated in a million insects, even though I was pretty sure there were none.
“She is starting to hear us. Get her prepped quickly. I’m excited to complete the ritual that started so long ago,” Father said as he moved away from the cage, his voice getting quieter.
The sound of keys and the scrape of a door reminded me of those old medieval shows and the cells where they kept prisoners. This wasn’t much different. I was being held and would be put on display. It might not be a guillotine coming for my head, but that would’ve been better than whatever these men planned.
I’d already suffered in their clutches once before and barely survived. There was no doubt that if they completed this…ceremony, there would be no coming back.
Rough hands gripped me and picked me up, and as much as I wanted to strike out and make my escape, I couldn’t move anything other than my little finger. He stank of sweat and sausage as I was pressed against Dave’s meaty body. My stomach rolled again, and to keep from being sick, I counted his steps and tried to follow which direction he went.
“You know, Raine, I was content to let you live your life and never see you again. You were never the intended target that night, but Kai…he needed to be taught a lesson then, and he needs to be stopped now.”
They were after Kai that night. What the hell had they planned on doing with him if they got him? I couldn’t even fathom the pain they would’ve caused him, and for the first time, I was happy that they had gotten me instead. Kai would’ve fought until they killed him.
“But, if I’m honest, I have to admit that I’m excited to finish this and maybe get to fuck you again. You did have a sweet pussy, and it ruined me forever. The only thing that satisfies me now is the taste of a sweet young thing like you were.”
Was he really blaming me for him being a sick piece of shit? Oh, hell no. I’d taken on way too much guilt over my life. There was no fucking way that I was allowing him to blame me for his twisted fantasies. He was my foster father, someone that I thought at least cared for me on some level. But it was obvious now he was nothing more than a child molester looking for the right opportunity.
There was a loud knock on what sounded like wood, and I realized we were at a door.
“You want to know something else?” Did I really have a choice? “Sometimes when I stroke myself, it’s your screams I hear and your pussy, I imagine.”
And when I thought about what you did to me, I fantasized about ripping your cock from your body.
The initial terror was still there but slowly shifting into something else. Something far more lethal, and if I got my hands free, I would make my fantasy come true.
“Come in, Profit Dave, we have the bath prepared,” a female voice said. What woman in their right mind would willingly choose to say here? “You can place her in the bath. We will look after her until it’s time.”
I wanted to scream as Dave sat me down in the water. It was so hot that I was positive it would burn the skin off my body. When he released me, my head lolled to the side, and no matter how hard I tried to lift it, it wouldn’t budge. It was like my brain had been disconnected from my body, and none of the controls worked.
“Thank you, Profit Dave. We will summon you when needed.” The same female voice said.
“You have been chosen for a very special ceremony. You must feel honored,” a new female voice said.
Honored was not how I felt right now. Terrified, creeped out, and angry were all words I would use, but honored was not on my list.
“She is very beautiful. Could we ask to keep her?” A third woman chimed in with a sweeter sing-song voice. What was I a pet? Keep her? The women were more terrifying than Dave or the Father.
