Devil in Disguise 😈(RansomDrysdale)

Are you sure...

Warning this chapter contains: swearing, sexual assault

Back to Ransoms pov

Fucckk, I was in awe, looking around at my new torture room. There were five huge cupboards full of goodies that I couldn't wait to use.

My thoughts are suddenly broken by my phone buzzing in my pocket. I slide it out of my pocket to see an unknown caller. I furrow my brows in confusion, thinking about who would be calling me on a private number.

I become hesitant but still decide to answer, " Hello, Mr Drysdale; it's master punisher here just checking in to make sure the guys have brought everything and you are satisfied " I look around the room to see if I am satisfied with everything and to my surprise, I was delighted.

" uhh yes, your guys just left. I have to say I'm certainly pleased with everything. I'll be even more satisfied when she arrives. When will that be master". The line went silent, and I had to double-check that he hadn't hung up.

" about that, Mr Drysdale, are you sure you made the right choice? We have much better victims than the one you chose" Anger  washes over me with this guy trying to make me change my choice; I couldn't help but give him a blunt but angry reply.

" Now you listen, and you fucking listening good I made my choice of which victim I wanted, so send her to me and send her right fucking now " once again, the master was lost for words and from the deep shallow breaths coming from the other side of the phone I could tell he wasn't happy with my decision.

" ok, Mr Drysdale, if you're absolutely sure, I will send her right over,"  I say a short blunt thank you before hanging up the phone.  I knew something was up, and not knowing was pissing me off so much more.

Nola's POV

I packed my bags and the essentials I needed, and I have to admit I was somewhat relieved to be leaving.

My door slammed open, making me jump in fright. On the other side of the door stood a furious Master.

" well, you have truly fucked up this time, Nola. Mr Drysdale is very smitten with you  "  I looked  away from him, not wanting to make any eye contact, but I was soon being forced by his hand to look straight into his big brown eyes ." Nola, you bitch, you fucking look at me when I'm talking to you. A slap is soon placed across my face from the hand that was just holding onto my cheeks that was definitely going to leave a bruise.

The slap was that hard. I lost my balance and came crashing down to the floor. I grabbed my cheek, trying to bring it some relief, but it didn't help.

Having my eyes shut so tightly, I didn't realise that he was crouched right in front of me." now, my precious, get the fuck up, " I did as I was told, not wanting to get into any more trouble.

I soon find myself being pushed up against the wall. I look into his eye, and they are dark. I try and push him off, but his grip around me just tightens " Nola, Nola, Nola, there's no point pushing me off. The more you push me off, the worse this will be.

A single tear runs down my face as he turns me around, so my back is facing him. I try once again to push him away but like before, his grip tightens, and he slams me straight into the wall, causing me to hit my head "open your legs, precious and pull down your panties."

I didn't do as he said; instead, I just stood there. I heard the click and clack of his belt buckle. More tears started to flow as I knew what was about to happen, and I certainly wasn't strong enough to stop it.

He uses his now naked leg to force my legs open. My breathing starts to get heavier as he rips off my panties.

A loud yelp escaped my mouth as he forced himself inside me. He bends me over, slamming into me so forcefully. While doing this, he grabs a fist full of my hair, yanking my head back, not caring about the pain he was causing me.

I used my hands to try and escape, but his grip was just too much for me. The tears got so bad that my cheeks were coated in wetness from the salty tears.

Less than a few minutes later, I felt him release his juices into me .once he was done, he pushed me onto the ground, and I could help but crawl away into a corner bringing myself into a ball by bringing my knees up to my chest.

He finishes buckling his pants before looking at me one last time " get ready to go. He is waiting for you. I'll see you in a few days slut. There's no way you two won't break the rule, and then you will be mine once again ."

He soon left the room, leaving the door wide open, and in my frightened state, I couldn't help but run straight for the door and slam it shut. I brace my back against the door, slowly letting myself slide down it.

I let the tears flow out, and all I could think right now was Can this all be over now.