My boys, their girl | BDSM, POLYAMORY | |COMPLETED|

Charlotte's situation

I'm thrown to the ground in some dark room. The door slams shut and it locks, leaving me trapped.

I scoot back until I hit a wall. This isn't happening. This isn't happening! I'm home with Vince. I'm dreaming. I must be dreaming.

I'm not dreaming. My ankle hurts and is potentially sprained. It won't heal due to these cuffs that got put on me.
I'm away from my home; my lover.

The door opens again, revealing Calvin. He's got that smirk..
"Here's how things will work here, my love."
"I'm not 'your love'!"
The lights turn on, illuminating the room. I look around and see chains hanging in the middle of the room. There isn't anything else here. It's just a cement room with chains.
"Here's where you'll be staying unless you can play the role of my wife, which you will be soon."
He walks in, shutting and locking the door behind him.
"I have no problem locking you up. You're mine now. You'll deal with it, too."

Calvin walks until he reaches me. He crouched down and grips my chin with a bruising grip.
"I don't care about your little boyfriends. They're irrelevant and for all you know you'll never see them again. They may even think you're dead in a few months."
He smacks my face.
"And you'll know better than to talk to me in any way I don't like. Your role is the obedient girlfriend that'll do anything for me. That's who you are."
I spit on his face. "Fuck you."
Calvin slaps me, letting go as he does, so when the slap comes it knocks me onto the ground.

Calvin puts his foot on my ankle, applying pressure.
"Did you really think you were smart for that?"
He lifts his foot and then stomps down on my ankle. A loud sound echos the room and I yell from the pain.
He laughs before gripping my hair and pulling me up. He leads me over to the chains and making me lift my arms to further hang me from them.

"I'll be back with a few things. Don't miss me too much."
Then, he goes.

I struggle in staying up due to my ankle.
I just want Vince..
I want his touch. I can't deal with being away from him.
And oddly enough..
I want the boys..
I want Ray to come to me and Vince, saying he has another terror. We'd comfort him— letting him sleep between us. He'd hug one of our arms and try to bring us closer to sandwich himself. Then Levi would come in, apologizing, and Ray would huff, as Levi would try to pick him up to carry him back into their room.
I want Levi to walk in on me regressing and make me loose my breath from giggling too much. Then I'd.. suppress the need.. to call him.. daddy...
Why..?

I have to see them.
I close my eyes and use the bond to track them.

"Vince.. come out of your room, please.." Ray lowly speaks. "Or at least open the door so I can come in.. Levi.. he's smoking.. and I—I don't like it.."
The door opens and Vince stands there. His hair is all a mess and he's got major bags.
"I'm.. sorry.. I just.. need time alone."
"I.. I won't be in the way. I just need company and I can't stand the smell of cigarettes."
"Fine... come in."
I then flash over to Levi, seeing what he's doing.
Levi takes a long draw of his cigarette. He looks sad rather than mad. His hair isn't done for once, but he is on the phone.
"Yeah... no yeah we'll definitely need that. Hey, Haley, mind asking Vix if he could possibly stand on guard for when we do get her back? I.. I have a bad feeling.."
He's talking to Mistress Haley..?
"God.. thank you. Could you tell Daniel and Cara the situation? I need to take a break after this. We're all in shambles here."
He sighs one of relief and says "thank you" before nodding and hanging up the phone.
Levi takes another draw, blowing out a ring of smoke.
"I sense you, Charlotte.. we'll get you.. I promise.. just hang on.. please."
He looks back at me.. well not exactly, but he is in my view.
"I'm sorry for smoking.. I can't help it. Also sorry you're seeing me this way. And sorry.. for letting him get you."
They're all.. sad?
"But I promise.. I promise we'll get you. I just need to find out where you are. Once I know where, I'll do anything I can to save you. And we'll kill that bastard. You can watch him die by your hands. I promise."