You Are Mine

Chapter Nine

           Screaming bloody fucking murder.

Scratching, kicking & slapping whenever I could.

My basic defensive instincts taking complete control over my body.

"Miss if you don't start behaving, things are only going to get worse for you"  one of Justin's henchmen spoke quietly.

But I didn't care, all I could do was scream.

I never got scared.

I don't have phobias to spiders & shit like other people.

I was a stone cold bitch, I had a love hate relationship with this fact.

Right now though, I could admit whole heartedly that I was fucking terrified.

"Thank you gentlmen, put her on the bed & restrain her limbs" Justin spoke sternly.

I was then flying through the air, literally flying.

My back hit the cool comforter with a soft thud but I didnt wait a second to regain hostility.

Although it was no use, tweedle-dumb & tweedle-dee were on me like a hoe on a dick.

They managaed to get all of my limbs rather quickly to my despair but I also got in a few good kicks to their faces while tying up my legs.

Once they were done, they left the room & shut the door.

I tried to steady my breathing, I could not deal with having an anxiety attack right now.

Mine were really bad, thats why I always made sure to not get scared. It was very hard to discipline myself into fighting my anxiety but I did it in time.

After a few minutes Justin stalked back into the room.

He had changed into a white wife beater, a pair of rippped jeans, two thick gold chains & bare feet.

Even with him looking like a sex God, it didnt remove my focus from the blood still splattered on his face & a small knife.

When he noticed that all my attention was on the knife, a sinister smile crept across his face.

"I knew you were going to be diffcult... stubborn... & extremly aggressive" he spoke gruffly " but I never imagined that you would be this defyant."

With every word he moved closer to me causing me to naturally try to move away. which was no use since I was chained to the fucking bed.

"Sorry to disappoint you" I spit.

" Oh my dear sweetheart, you havent disappointed me, you've made this even more fun"

He was now crawling onto the bed between my legs.

"See now, Priscilla, due to the fact you insist upon being hostile.... I get to break you in"

With that he took the knife he was holding & began cutting my dress off.

Yes I was still in it.

Justin cut it nearly to shreds, exposing my skin & underwear.

I had on a lacey matching bra & panty set thanks to Justin not having anything else for me in the underwear department.

He licked his lips seductivly at the sight of my naked flesh.

"I didnt know you had a tattoo baby" he said out of the blew " When did you get it?"

He ran his hand over the ink softly but menicingly.

I swallowed loudly before answering, "W-when I was sixteen, I wanted s-something with m-meaning" I managed to stutter out.