Devil in Disguise 😈(RansomDrysdale)

What was the deal

Warning this chapter contains: Swearing, talk of knives, abuse and violence, mention of sex and affairs, murder, Talk of torture

Master punisher's pov
I make sure Mr Drydale has left the premises before unleashing my rage " who the fuck was number seven" I look down at my papers, and the name that my eyes read makes my blood boil even more. I slam both my hands onto the wooden table in front of me. This causes everyone near me to jump  in fear.

Everyone jumps out of the way, and I storm down the long corridor and head straight for room 7. I don't bother knocking; instead, I slam the door open. I enter the room to see it's empty, but my eyes manage to stumble on the sliver blade on the table.

A sudden flush of the toilet helped me remember why I was so angry. "Nola, you fucking Bitch get your ass out here right now " Nola soon appears with a clueless look on her face which causes my anger to go from one to a hundred instantly.

" you called me master." she flutters her eyes with innocence which causes my following action. I push Nola against the wall capturing her throat in the palm of my left hand and slightly squeezing ." what did we say about using this bullshit" I refer to the blade and the now burned out candle. My grip loosens on her throat slightly so she can reply.

" you told me only to use the toys you pick so that I won't be picked "  I reattach my full grip to her throat, pulling her away from the wall and forcing her onto the ground. As she gasps for air, I turn around, thinking about what I am going to do.

I shuffled back around, pointing out my leg and using my foot to lift her chin, so she was looking directly at me " you remember our deal we made that night, don't you, dear Nola...

Flashback in Nola's pov

" uhh fuck baby, yes, just like ", she moans as my tongue plays with her tender nipples making sure  I paid the same amount of attention to each to earn her attention ever so much better. The lovely cherry blossom tugs at the nape of my hair, begging me to come back up.

I place my mouth slightly over her ear " I thought you said I couldn't convince you to come to the dark side cherry blossom" a loud groan escapes her mouth. I then felt overwhelming pleasure coming from in between my legs. My eyes bounced down, and I was mesmerised by the sight she had not one but two fingers pounding in and out of me intensely.

My head tips back with enjoyment and   I can't help but bounce up and down on her fingers to help me reach my climax.

I feel a sudden emptiness, and when my eyes open, the cherry blossom is smirking up at me.

"Oh, I'm sorry, were you enjoying that " I can't help but pout and give her a slight nod. My face is then being captured in her hand " well, you little fucking tease, you better start fucking me so that I can finish what I just started ".

I do as I'm told and attach my lips to her neck, and one of my hands head straight for her folds. We were so distracted by our current activity that we didn't hear the front slam.

But what did break us apart was a male voice joining us in the bedroom " WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE. ".

We both pull away to see a young male standing at the foot of the bed. The girl I was with covers herself with a blanket before heading over to the angry man " baby, it's not what it looks like. She drugged me and was trying to take advantage of me "  they both look at me and the chick mouths an apology I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

The guy chucks my clothes to me, " get out of here, you slut, before I call the cops."

Before another word is said, I scurry around the room, getting my clothes, and I rush out of the house.

As I head down the dark street, a figure appears from a nearby alley. I couldn't see their face as his black hoodie covered them. The figure stands right in front of me, and I soon get a strong whiff of cheap liquor and cigarette smoke. A deep voice soon enters my ears.

" Now, where's a sweet petal-like you going so late at night and all alone " The guy grabs down at my wrist, pulling me that little bit closer.

I tried to push him off, but I wasn't strong enough. A tear came rushing down my cheek as I knew what was about to happen. But before letting the tears win, I try once again to push him off " hey, hey, petal; it's ok. I'll protect you. Let's go to my house. "

As he leads us to the alley, we both get distracted by a deafening gunshot
My head turned to the guy who had my wrist. He was now lying on the ground in a pool of his blood. He wasn't moving; he was dead ...

I tried to scream, but before I could, my mouth was being covered, and my ear was being whispered into.

" Now, we don't want anyone coming out here, do we " I shake my head, remembering the voice of the man's house I just left.

"Ok, well, here's what's going to happen since you owe me twice now, one for fucking my wife and two for this little activity here " he refers to the dead man on the floor " you are going to come work for my torture business, but the catch is you are to make sure you don't get picked, and you will be my personal little torture project and if you don't agree I'll say that you killed this fine gentleman here now do we have a deal."

End of flashback and back to Master punishers POV

Nola just looked at me, not answering, which caused my anger. I grabbed the blade that sat on the table, and I chucked it at the wall " what was our fucking deal, you bitch". After the little display of anger, she finally decided to speak up.

"The deal was I try my best not to get picked by customers, and I'm your personal torture device " I once again grab her face with my hand

" yes, and this time you just had to be a little slut didn't you. You better hope I can change his mind and pick someone else. Otherwise, you will be in a lot my trouble, my pet. "