Before I Fall

Chapter Fifty

Morgan could hear the scraps of clothing being torn from her abused body. The clink of the belt buckle and the clanking of chains were deafening as her limbs were tied down onto the grimy sacrificial slab. Time seemed to be going slower than usual, just dragging its feet to prolong her demise, but all she prayed for was its end because she knew this was her last moment alive. There were no tears now, there was only acceptance. She had failed at being Morgan, Princess of the Demon Realm and now she had to pay the price. Although, she had been paying the price from the moment she was born. Mignon didn't hide the hate she had for her and now she had the perfect reason to get rid of her own daughter for good.

There was no use in begging to be spared, everyone knew the Queen wanted her out by any means necessary. Morgan only gazed at the various saws and hammers dangling above her head. They still wore the blood of their previous victims and their razor sharp teeth grinned at her because they knew that they would have her soon. Morgan couldn't help staring at the saw's glistening teeth under the bright overhead light, even when she felt her shoulders being pinned down by strong hands and her body being mounted. No, she couldn't stop staring because they reminded her of someone else's, someone who hurt her deeply but she couldn't help but think about constantly. This was her fate after all, to submit to the painful world those teeth created. Pain was her only true love here and she would embrace it no matter how much it hurt.

She made no sound as her legs were hoisted, her dirty naked body exposed to the cold air. From her peripheral view, she could see Bartley stroking himself in preparation. She wasn't ready for the brutal assault that was to come, her body shook from anger, anxiety and fear and she prayed for a miracle to happen. The ominous laugh from the pair echoed in the room and Morgan knew this wouldn't even be the worst of it. Her legs were spread wide open and Bartley grabbed himself to enter her by force. She could feel him at her entrance and her fingernails dug into her palms painfully to grant herself a little feel of what was going to happen. She did look at either men and she didn't close her eyes, she only stared and the sharp teeth that could take her out of her misery. Without warning, the door of the torture room swung open right as Bartley pulled back take her with force.

"Halt! Leave her be."

The men swung around to look at the intruder but Morgan could recognize the voice of her bitch of a mother from afar. The question that plagued her mind was why would she stop them? This was the sort of thing she would condone to break Morgan's mind and drive her insane. She felt the fury emanating from baldy as he got down from the table and grumbled under his breath. While he adjusted himself back in his pants, his father took his time unlocking the chairs that held her to the table and Morgan finally took a breath of relief, even though the chamber stunk to high hell. Morgan took her time to sit up and look at her mother who stood at the door with Lena and two servants behind her. The princess gathered her torn clothing to try and cover her naked shame but she didn't miss the evil smirk on Lena's face when she did so.

"It's just like you to spread your legs for every man you meet, you whore. Be grateful that I spared you an awful ordeal, Sir Bartley." Mignon blasted her and Morgan wanted nothing more than to crawl back in her dark cell and wither away from hunger and shame. Even more so when she heard the chuckle from Lena.

There was anger brewing in the pit of her belly but how could she unleash it when she feared her own mother. Everything was pointless, she was pointless. Morgan held her head down when her mother spoke again. Her body still trembled from fright but she had to bear it.

"Count this as your lucky day, daughter. I've decided that you'll be more useful alive so you can remain the pawn that you've always been. Never forget that the only reason I'm sparing your worthless life is because we have to present a united front to the rest of the Underworld who are rather suspicious of us. You will remain within the palace until the Summer's Eve gala where you will behave accordingly. Is that understood?"