My Jaded Sanity (Bdsm)

Cherished Deviant.

"Why me?" I question harshly, "Your father killed my brother, so it only seems fair, offspring for offspring" he grins whilst running his finger down my cheek, I push away but the restraints in my wrists dig in. "I heard that you attempted the same with my other brother, like father, like daughter" I look away with a glich of embarrassment; in no way do I want to be associated with that man.

My father? I hadn't seen him for over 7 years, I left when I was 14. He had it all: money, success, a family, but that all changed when he met a certain woman, Victoria Payatas. She was ... Something else. She enjoyed controlling people; a dominatrix. She got her claws into my father so deep that he destroyed his marriage, legitimately forced his children to leave and lost a lot. I had two older brothers, Beau and Gustav; I have no contact with either, it's a broken family.

I don't say anything for a moment. "You see Perry, killing you would be a waste; we decided to go, as they say, hardcore. That way we get our revenge and have some fun" I stare at him, slightly confused. "I have no contact with my father, how will he know of any of this?" I say clenching my fists, he chuckles slightly, "video footage darling, we'll record every sick, twisted thing we do to you and send it to your daddy" I look up into his eyes and see excitement with every word that comes out of his mouth.

"Now, Hayden is setting up the room next door, I see that you too are familiar with one another" he questions softly, tears form in my eyes as I rememeber everything that had happened.

"Who was your brother?" I question, changing the subject. "Oli Grey" he replies with hidden grief. "What's Hayden's surname?" I blurt out, he chuckles "Grey". They're brothers?!

So he.. He just did it to mind-fuck me. He doesn't love me, just... Wanted revenge.

Joe looks at me for a moment then turns away. "Hayden you ready" he says mildly, I don't hear a reply until "yes" I look up and see him standing, leaning against the frame. I look straight into his eyes; making sure that he knows that my heart is broken and that I won't give up without a fight. My perception: he really just doesn't give a fuck about me.

Hayden walks over to me and undies my leg restraints and ties up my ankles with a thick rope. He then undoes my wrist restraints and handcuffs my hands. The entire time I don't look at him, whatsoever.

He picks me up carrying me in a new born position. "See you in a few hours Hayden" Joe says and with that we walk out of the room, a few steps along the corridor and into the room next door.

He carries me in and performs the same ritual as Ryker, so once again I'm tied to a fricken table.

I look around the clinic fluorescent lit room; on one wall I see whips and floggers, all different sizes; on the other wall I see: knives, drills and a... Chainsaw. On a worktop about 4 metres away from me I see a range of syringes and above it a shelf of different drug containers.

"Wh-what... A-re.. You going to do", Hayden completely ignores me and walks over to the worktop. He puts on white coat overalls and gets a syringe; a large one. "Wh-what.." I am quivering with anxiety and fear. The fact that he isn't say a word is what's making it worse.

He walks up to me and looks straight into my eyes; it feels like he is injecting pain into me, I am finding it hard to even look at him. He cleans the end of the needle.

Without warning he stabs the needle into my leg and injects it into my flesh. "St-s.."

Blackout.