Pain was my Pleasure

4

Serena

I blacked out...
All there was, was darkness.
All I could remember was the pair of strong tattooed arms that grabbed me. Then it all made me realise, I've been fucking kidnapped. I started to panic, my heart pumping vigorously, beads of sweat started to form on my forehead, the rope roughly tied to my wrists started to cut and burn. My eyes flickered open, my body started to shake violently. This is not another time for a fucking panic attack now, I screamed in my head. Then brightness. Pure white light shines down on me that revealed the same man from the club. But this time, he had a mask on but I could tell it was him. The kidnapper, MY kidnapper.

" Calm the fuck down... Bella (beautiful in Italian)" he spoke. His voice harsh but a sweet softness underneath. My breathing just sped up. It was hard to catch one. Then he started to walk towards me, slow long strides and clicks of his black leather shoes every time he did. Then he stopped, right in front of me, he lifted his arm to my chin and held it tightly, making me look straight into his black pitted eyes. They showed nothing, no remorse, no stress , nothing at all.
My breathing slowed, my heart rate returning back to normal and then ...
SLAP
A hard slap landed on my cheek and I whinced in pain but was unable to move a single inch because of my tight bonds. Tears started to brim my eyes but I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing me break before him. 

I was used to abusive, dominating men due to my father so this situation was plain sailing.

I looked him dead in the eye, with a fierce look plastered on my face (even though I felt weak and bare underneath his gaze).
A slow smile creeped up on his face, in fact not a smile but a evil smirk, this man knew what he was doing, he knew his place and he knew the power he had over me in this situation.

A loud bang echoed through the concrete box of a room and a another man walked through with the same black pitted eyes as the man that stood inches away from me.  Still wearing my red lingerie, the other man looked me up and down and when he was done eye raping me, a smirk appeared on his lips too. I couldn't help the over dramatic eye roll that fell from me, this situation just aggravated me since no progress was happening in either their favour or mine!!

" One of you men gonna fucking talk or not"  My eyes could help but roll at the aggravating capture. 

It slipped my mouth, I shouldn't  have been so blunt, I shouldn't have said anything, I thought right after the words left my smeared lips.

" si è preso un vero e proprio esuberante no è vero?"  the man that just walked in then chuckled to the other man. 

translation: got himself a real feisty one hasn't he?

I could recognise the language .. Italian but unfortunately In school I opted in for fucking French over Italian so I didn't know a word of what it said. It made me angry even more and the confused look so my face mixed with anger, only fuelled the mans chuckle.

" Sei davvero sorpreso Giorgio? I tuoi fratelli hanno sempre avuto un posto speciale nel suo cuore congelato per un po' di fuoco." The man in front of me responded with a glint of desire in his eyes as he gazed upon me and from what i understood from his response is that the other man in the doorways name would be Giorgio.  

Translation: Are you really surprised Giorgio? You're brother's always had a special place in his frozen heart for a little fire. 

"Infatti, mio fratello Alexandro adorerà la sua nuova focosa sorpresa!" Giorgio spoke. Again, them having a whole convocation with me right in font of them but them clearly talking about me just infuriated me to the max. If I was in a cartoon , I would be red with steam flowing out my ears but i'm not so I decided to play it cool, or what I thought was making me look cool at least. 

Translation:  Indeed, Alexandro, my brother is going to love his new fiery surprise!

"Hmmm" that's all the response Alexandro gave before they both walked over to me and everything went black once more.