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

Won't take long

I struggle against Calvin.
"L—L...et go!" I husk, desperately trying to pry my arm away.
"No! Who gave you permission to use a healing potion?!"
"St..op it! Please!" I beg.
Calvin growls and throws me against what feels like a table. Something falls onto my head and I yell out from the pain.

Blood starts to drip from my head and I gasp, looking fearfully up at him.
"See, we get hurt when we step out of line."
Calvin grips my hair and slams my head back against the table.
I shake my head. "Stop t..this! S...top!"
He doesn't listen. Instead he tosses me to the side.

My world blanks for a moment and all I can do is cover my head. But the hit doesn't come to my head; it comes to my stomach.

The air is taken right out of me, making me gasp.
"You never learn.. ever.."
.. Is all I hear before I pass out.

~

I groan and try to lift my heavy head.
My ears are ringing and my vision.. god is it blurry.
"And here we are. Back to step one." Calvin sighs, gripping my hair to lift my head up.
"Look at you.. barely presentable." He tsks and drops my head.
"Well, I'll let you keep your voice, as you barely can speak anyways. However, we need to do something about this ankle.."
When he places his hands around my foot I start to trash.
"It's a quick sting, you'll live, but we can't have you out and about now, can we?"
He snaps the bone and my breath is caught in my throat.
"I've heard word Vince isn't doing too well.. mentally."
Calvin then walks away.
"Such a shame, isn't it? Your poor poor boyfriend all alone and sad because he doesn't have you."

"You... don't g..get.. to talk about him." I spit, trying my best to look up at him.
"Aww, you're so defensive towards him. You know, you were build for that. You were built to obey, Charlotte. All I need to do is bring back that side.."
I finally get a view of him and see him mixing something.
"Shut up a..about that shit!"
"Oh how I missed that sweet, argumentative voice. I do like the quiet you though. Reminds me of the old times when you were just a shy, little woman."

Calvin turns on his heals, holding up a syringe.
"Now this won't hurt a bit. Maybe mentally, but not physically."
"No! No stop d..doing this!" I yell, trying to get out of the cuffs keeping me confined.
"Oh relax. It won't hurt, so what's the problem?"
Calvin begins stalking toward me.
"Stop it, Cal...!"

He reaches me and grips my wrist.
"I love you, Charlotte."
"Shut up!"
Calvin smirks and injects whatever the shit is into me.
"You're a bit..ch! A ROTTEN BITCH!" I yell, ignoring the pounding in my head and instead insulting him.
"I can't wait for it to take its effect." He kisses me forcefully. I try to move but I just.. I just can't.
"The perfect wife.."

Present~~

Calvin runs his fingers through my hair. "It's almost your time to shine, my precious. Are you ready to show the realm what a true shock collar is like?"
Much to my mind's dismay, I nod.
"Great. Now remember, just take it."

The curtains open and light shines directly on me, temporarily blinding me.
"Hello masters in desperate need to contain their slaves!"
I look around the crowd. I wish West was out there.. he'd show some sympathy.
"I bet you've tried everything, but you can't get them under control. Well, here's your solution!"
Maybe Morgan and Jack are out there. I wouldn't want them watch though.. they're too nice.
"I've designed a collar with three different modes. The first mode is 'standby.' Standby is the mode in which keeps the slave from touching the collar. If they do so, they get shocked. Go on, Slave."
My hands automatically go and try to pry the collar off, resulting in me injuring myself.

Power through this..

"The second mode is a short, powerful shock that can be used to simply warn the slave if they're starting to test your limits. It's short, fast, but it is powerful."
I close my eyes, waiting for the attack.
And unfortunately, it comes. I scream and grab my arm to sustain the pain, but I barely works. It just hurts too much..