Paper Cranes

Corrupt

Her POV:

"You're such a good girl! Such a good girl. Only if you were such a good girl in your interrogations then we wouldn't have to hurt you so much," one of the men coos, patting my side in praise as I come over to him like he commanded.

"I know. She likes it the hard way though I guess. I can respect a girl who likes things the hard way." My hair is yanked and I am pulled in a different direction, making me scramble blindly to follow.

I don't know what these men are doing, all claiming me and their position as my lord, but they don't seem to... notice? Is that even possible?

I have been here for a week? Has it really been a week? It is so hard to tell.

I've never been in this much pain before. Not even when I was with my lord, would he beat me so badly.

I keep expecting them to bring up my lord, but they haven't. I know they are working up to it though. The men have become more brutal with me every day during their interrogations.

At least when my lord would thrash me, he would allow me to heal. They seem to have no regard for me or the previous wounds they open.

I know they are trying to test me and I am determined not be tricked or slip up and break the rules. They always ask me the same questions and I can never answer them because they never give me permission to.

I loathe them for how much they torture me, but I know I deserve what I am getting for killing my lord. I am probably not even getting as much of a punishment as I deserve for killing my lord, but either way.

"You were so eager to make us happy when you first arrived. You haven't tried to do anything for us though," the man above me pouts, yanking my head back.

I don't have to look to know this was the man Teague had called Callen, the man who first made this proposal to me.

He doesn't have to continue to speak for me to know where this is going.

So far, they had been content to just parade me around, pet my breasts or sometimes even my hair here and there. I knew they wanted more though.

"We've been so nice to you... giving you some scraps from our rations... making sure you're all locked up at night so no one else comes and takes advantage of you. I think it's about time you pay us back, huh? We have been so nice to you and we haven't gotten much back," Callen coos.

I nod softly, aware I have been enjoying the benefits of our arrangement without really having to pay up.

I don't exactly know what he wants, but I assume it has something to do with what a lord takes from his wife. If my lord were still alive, I would refuse knowing I was his, but as my situation is what it is, I have no reason to refuse.

I have been enjoying getting scraps from all the men, it was more than what my lord gave me when he was alive. The men here had locked me up at night and made sure no one came to bug me when I was asleep which is more than they had to I suppose.

What right do I have to refuse a man too?

"She isn't a big talker, but we can put that pretty mouth to use some other way, wouldn't that be nice? If you did a good job, we would really have to reward you, make sure you went to bed full tonight," Callen continues to bribe.