all credits to @/clbrq on tumblr!!
warnings; HEAVYYYY SMUT, cursing/swearing, corruption kink, innocent reader, sam's a little cutie but colby's mean ASFFF, mention of blacking out, talk of religion and god, but not heavy.
"Please, I promise I didn't!"
Your begging did no good to stop what was coming for you. Tears were brimming in your eyes as you sat on a comfy bed, toying with the hem of your dress subconsciously.
"We don't like liars." He spoke sternly, sauntering slowly back and forth in front of you.
Colby Brock was sly and nasty, he knew how to get under your skin and wind you up. He always flashed you a devilish smirk when you said something you knew he would twist and use against you. He was cruel, always teasing you and leaving you high and dry when you needed him most.
"Just tell us the truth, baby, we won't be mad." A voice from your right stated, erupting a scoff from Colby in front of you.
Sam Golbach was the nicer out of the two—not the nicest, but nicer. He would be gentler, kinder and most understanding, at times, than Colby. He would listen to you, and make a smart decision from there on out. But, when he wanted to be—his inner demons would take over. He would be ravenous and mean, taking it out on you like his life depended on it.
Right now, luckily for you, Sam was in a good mood. He was talking to you sweetly, almost concerned. Colby, however, never took that approach—taking any opportunity to rile you up for the fun of it.
"I swear on my life, I would never do that!" You declared, your words feeling useless as you said them aloud.
"That's a bold claim, sweetheart," Colby dragged, his piercing blue eyes glaring into yours, "I know you fucked someone else, just admit it."
Shaking your head, feeling helpless to yourself—ready to admit defeat, as you realised they would never believe you. Sam slid next to Colby, the two do then stood in front of you, igniting a sudden anxiety in your body.
"C'mon, angel, we just want the truth." Sam smiled down at you, offering a small comfort in the moment of despair.
"Swear on God." Colby spat, his expression full of distaste as he watched you crumble in from of him.
"I swear on God."
The boys exchanged looks as the words fell past your lips. Colby looked more angrier than he did previously, and Sam looked almost pleased at your response.
"I think she's telling the truth, Colby." Sam muttered, glancing down at you, the tears in your eyes finally drying up.
"Mhm," Colby hummed, walking closer to you, grabbing your chin harshly, "Even if I can't punish you for fucking somebody else, I can do it for walking around in that slutty dress for everyone to see."
Whining quietly at Colby's statement, you mentally prepared for what was coming. Colby had the certain glint in his eyes when he wanted to absolutely destroy you, rip you to shreds and demolish you to nothing.
"Do I not even get an apology?" Colby murmured, his grip tightening.
"I'm sorry." You squeaked, the nerves in your body taking over.
"Gotta do better than that, sweetheart." He laughed, letting go of your chin to grab hold of your throat aggressively.
You were taken aback by his swift movements, a large sum of air being stolen from your lungs as he did so.
