The Legendary Red Wolf

Chapter 36

Ruby's pov

Nightmare

I awaken to a burning sensation on my wrists and fight not to growl in agony. Looking around I find myself in a room with white walls, there's nothing but me in here and the chains that are burning my wrists raw. Crimson is non-existent thanks to the Black acid, so most of my senses are weakened. It's dark only a small bit of light filtering in from under a door leading who knows where.

The sound of footsteps make their way to my ears and I watch the door fearfully. When it opens I almost lose it at the sight, Carlson stands there. But it's not Carlson that causes me to gasp and my eyes to widen, in his grasp is an exhausted and beaten wolf, not just any wolf though. Their eyes are closed showing that they are barely conscious, their skin is marred with scars, some still bleeding. There's a large bruise on their left cheek and blood dripping down their chin from an unknown source on the other side of their head.

"Rowan!" I screech, which earns me a punch to the head but I honestly don't care.

Rowan opens his eyes slightly to look at me wearily, before closing them again. Carlson attaches his wrists to silver chains and pulls the chains so he is barely touching the floor. He turns to me and smirks sadistically.

"Your turn, Little Bitch," He states.

He unlocks the chains and I gasp as I fall to the ground on my hands and knees, my wrists ache but I'm thankful for the relief. Carlson wraps his hand around my lower arm and throws me into a wall, I grit my teeth and hold in a scream. Carlson chuckles as he hauls me back to my feet and through to a torture room.

It had everything you could think of in it. A burner at one end with the metal burner wedged in the door, at the other end was a big basin of water. A pair of chains hang from the ceiling, which is where I am being pulled to. Along one wall is a bunch of knives, with different sizes and different teeth, on the wall opposite is a variety of whips, from the classic to the heavy duty ones. On a table in the middle of the room is a pair of pliers, a wrench and some knuckle dusters.

Once I'm chained up by both my wrists and ankles leaving me completely immobilised, I hadn't noticed the chains attached to the floor until Carlson attached them to my ankles. He looks at me and grins sadistically before going behind me and picking up a whip with barbs on one side. I just hang my head and wait for the searing pain to begin. I feel his presence immediately behind me and notice he has dropped the whip nearby, his lips come into contact with my ear and his breath makes the hair on the back of my neck rise.

"Now, I was just going to hurt you a little but I think that can be punishment for if you don't behave" he whispers evilly into my ear before licking it, I shiver and lean away from him. "Behave!" he growls sternly.

He rips my clothing off of me, leaving me completely bare and I gasp in shock and then whimpering hoping he won't do it, but knowing that he will. I hear the buckle of a belt being undone and then the distinctive drop of trousers to the floor. A moment later I feel him pressed against me and I whimper once more, his member pulses against my back and I squirm.

"Damn, your ass has gotten so much better" he says and begins rocking back and forth making his member rub up and down.

I thrash my body and the chains allow me to move away slightly. He growls loudly and tightens the chains so I can't move at all. For a moment I'm just hanging in the air, cold and bare.

Then I feel him appear behind me a hand grabs my hip, making me flinch, his grip tightens. And then in one swift motion he enters me and I scream as it's the wrong one, well technically they're both wrong to him but I know what I mean. I feel something tear and blood starts dripping out of me as he continues thrusting. He thrusts deeply and I let rip a soul shattering scream.