Trained | 18+

Chapter Six

Tanner faces away from me watching everyone else leave the room. Several other women give me pity glances, their own faces lined with tears. I can't even offer up a smile in return but I appreciate their sympathy. He doesn't even acknowledge James and Nick as they clean themselves off and turn to address him. Tanner holds his hand up, his face scrunched up in a disgusted look, and they also take their leave. The room is eerily silent. Just me, Tanner and Evan still passed out and lying in a mess of his own blood. His pretty face is already starting to swell, blue bruising creeping up on his jawline. My wrists are raw from pulling at my cuffs the entire time. I feel so defeated, my body is aching. Kneeling in the mess I've made, I feel guilty to have clearly somewhat enjoyed being taken advantage of like that. I can't believe I'm even thinking that. 

"Tanner please help him," I whisper resting my head against the floor. Evan's in this mess because of my recklessness. I could never forgive myself if Tanner did more than just hurt him. Just thinking about it puts a lump in my throat.

"I need you to understand how things operate
around here. I need to make sure you understand the rules Delia," I feel Tanner's hands gently move down my arm beginning to uncuff me.

"You're too exposed, sit on your knees," I immediately move onto my knees using my hands to cover my chest. My legs are still chained to the ground.

"I will get Evan to the doctor after I know you've passed your obedience lesson, work with me and everything will be fine." Tanner moves a chair infront of Evan and sits down obstructing my view. I frown but don't dare say anything.
Tanner has blood plastered all over his knuckles and collar, he unbuttons the top of his shirt never breaking eye contact once.

"If we are in a group with other trainees or trainers, how are you to address me?" He moves his leg over the other, leaning back against the chair like a teacher telling off a naughty student.

"I am to address you as sir." Never in my whole time knowing Tanner has he ever asked me to call him something other than baby.

"When you are waiting for your trainer to enter the room you should do what?" I saw what the other women were doing when I was dragged into the room.

"Sit on my knees, hands on my lap," I look up at Tanner and he waves his hand as if I've missed something. He sighs.

"And don't speak until you're spoken to," I nod.

"If you feel like you are about to finish what do you do?" My cheeks turn red.

"Ask permission," my voice lowers.

Tanner laughs, "You don't need to be embarrassed infront of me. Besides I just saw you make quite the mess a few moments ago. I even tasted it." Evan groans behind him. He's starting to wake up. Tanner stands and moves behind me to remove my cuffed ankles from the floor. His hands slide around my stomach and I freeze. He moves his lips gently against my neck and his hand slowly trails to my thigh. Goosebumps immediately cover my arms and he smirks against my skin. He's never been this intimate with me.

"Does it make you embarrassed that he might open his eyes and see you so flustered from my touch?" Evan groans once again turning on his side. I shake my head praying his hand doesn't move any closer to my aching pussy. His fingers harshly grip my skin.

"Do you know how hard it is to restrain myself right now? How badly I want to kill every man that has ever had the privilege of being inside of you?" His lips part and he gently sucks on the skin below my ear groaning slightly and moving his other hand to wrap around my neck. I can't help but let out a gentle moan feeling a bruise start to form. Tanner whispers right into my ear, tightening the grip on my throat. 

"I want to move between your legs and lap up every single drop that's on the floor. I was so desperate to taste you I did it off another man's fingers. Do you have any idea what you do to me?" He lets go of my neck and I let out a gasp.

"How hard you make me." I turn my head to make eye contact with Tanner.

"Delia?" Evan splutters attempting to sit up breaking the moment.

"He really has a way with timing. Delia don't move," Tanner rolls his eyes and moves away from me. His touch leaves me longing for more.

"Lucky for you Evan, she passed obedience training. I suppose that means I'll keep you alive until the next training day," he grips his collar and Evan is too weak to refuse.

"You're sick," he manages to cough out. Tanner starts dragging Evan out by his shirt, there's a trail of blood following behind him. I'm left alone waiting for my next instructions.

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I remain on my knees with my hands in my lap waiting for Tanner to return. I don't think now is the time to try being disobedient, I want Evan to recover. We need to get out of here.

Tanners footsteps finally enter the room and I look up. He's clearly happy to see me in an obedient position. I know he's waiting to see if I speak before he chooses to address me but I won't. He strolls over and offers me his hand to help stand up. I take it but as soon as he pulls me up I nearly fall to the ground. My legs are giving out before me.

"I think you're done for the day, let me carry you," he gently scoops under my legs and lifts me in his arms.

"Wrap your arms around my neck please, I know you're tired but I don't want you to fall," I wrap them around his neck and bury my head in his shoulder. I don't want anyone to see me like this as he brings me back to my room.

"Is he okay?" I mumble against Tanner's skin trying to fight falling asleep. My body is exhausted and so am I.

"He'll be fine, the doctor is examining him now." Tanner reaches a stop and awkwardly reaches for the door handle. He somehow manages to juggle holding me and opening the door and brings us inside. He makes sure to gently close the door behind him. Slowly setting me on the bed, I look around only to find this isn't my bedroom. The colours and furniture certainly match mine, but there's no doubt it's Tanner's.

"What are we doing here?" I mumble.
He grabs something from the side of his bed and comes back. Kneeling in front of me he gently grips my chin and opens my mouth. He places some pills on my tongue and I quickly swallow as he guides water into my mouth.

"That should help with any pain you have and some other issues," he begins to strip out of his bloodied shirt.

"Other issues?" I rub my eyes struggling to stay awake. He reaches for my hand again and I take it, leading me into the bathroom there is a steaming bath ready to go. Tanner moves behind me to plait my messy hair.

"If anyone is going to put a baby in you it will be me," my goosebumps are back. He gave me birth control. I am very grateful for it.

I slowly move into the bath, it's almost too hot but at this stage I don't care. Tanner removes his pants so he is just in his underwear and sinks into the bath behind me.

"Let me wash you Delia," he uses a loofer to gently scrub away at my skin. I am suddenly feeling overly emotional and fear I may begin to cry in front of him. I am entirely overstimulated and have been abused to no ends today. I don't know who I am angry at. Tanner? Those other men? Myself? My shoulders hunch and I can't help but let out a quiet sob. Tanner continues washing my back as I bring my knees to my chest. Each time he pours water over me, I feel more myself. I feel cleaner.

"Good girl darling, you're allowed to cry," he is being so gentle and kind. This is more like the Tanner I know.

"I'm sorry but you know why I had to do that today," he finishes cleaning me off and the water dips as he gets out of the bath. He kneels on the floor outside and asks for my wrists. They're purple and bruised, he begins rubbing a cream over my wounds. He lifts me out of the bath drying me off with a towel, he doesn't go anywhere near my breasts or below my stomach.

"Finish drying up and come to the bedroom. There's a robe for you on the back of the door." He closes the bathroom door and gives me some privacy. Staring in the mirror I can't even recognise myself. My eyes are sunken in, my face is puffy from crying. My voice is hoarse from screaming. My entire body is aching. I can't look at myself any longer. I finish drying my intimates and meet Tanner back in the bedroom. Laid out on the bed is snacks, colouring books and pencils, blankets, bandaids and my favourite childhood DVDs. He clearly takes aftercare very seriously. It's something I've only ever experienced with Evan before. I don't know if it's the same in this context but right now I need it.

"Come, it's time to rest now."