Kidnapped

Chapter 16

(Lucy's POV)

I wake up the next day surprisingly well rested. I'm not at all bothered when I realize that it's already 2 in the afternoon. When I look down, on my wrist there's a black metal bracelet. More like a cuff. Luke probably had it put on me so he could use it for his benefit. It looks more like a failed attempt at a fashion statement.

I sit up in the bed and throw my legs over. My back hurts slightly as the fabric of my shirt rubs over the scabs and forming scars. Ignoring the pain, I stand up and walk to the door. I take deep breath before turning the knob and pulling the door open.

I walk down the steps quietly only to be answered by silence. My eyebrows furrow. Usually I'd hear at least mumbling from Shane since he's off his medicine. I continue down the steps. The only sound is the creaking of the staircase as I descend it.

When I enter the living room, it's empty. Along with the kitchen and bathrooms when I check. The whole cabin is empty. Maybe this is my chance. Maybe this can finally be the end. I smile to myself as I walk to the front door. My feet are bare, my shirt is ripped, and my shorts are up past mid-thigh by now.

I inhale a long breath before turning the knob. The outside smell hits my nose causing me to automatically breathe in the scent. The smell is amazing as how I've been cut off from the world for who knows how long. I step forward and out the door. I wonder why the door is unlocked in the first place.

Before my foot even gets past the thresh hold, I'm sent into an electric shock. Electricity shoots through my body causing me to go rigid. When it stops, I fall to my knees and then my whole body hits the floor. My eyes scan the room. Black boots step in front of me indicating someone is actually here.

When my eyes travel up, Luke is there grinning at me. My eyes feel heavy and Luke seems to be getting smaller. "Like your new bracelet?" Luke whispers in my ear. It's then that I realize that he had come down to my level and is staring at me.

My eyes become heavier and heavier. My body wasn't moving and it felt like I was suddenly really tired. I had just realized Luke was bringing something against my skin. A syringe. He jabs the needle into my skin and pushes in the dark liquid.

My eyes becomes even heavier and my vision blurs. Within seconds, Luke has disappeared and darkness replaces him.

I wake up a few hours later. It's dark out and I'm strapped against a bed. The cuff rubs against my wrist in an immeasurable pain. "No no no," I mumble to myself. I try to get out of the straps but they only seem to get tighter. Tears spill from my eyes as the familiar routine comes into my mind.

I just then realize I'm in an all lace outfit. "You've got to be kidding me!" I yell to myself. I slam my head against the headboard causing a slight pain to arouse.

I'm about to start screaming and thrashing around when Luke walks in. "Ah ah ah. You don't want to damage that pretty little head of yours do you?" Luke smirks. I continue to struggle as he comes closer. He's only in boxers and I can tell he's getting hard. The thought makes me struggle harder which only makes my skin hurt worse than it already is.

"Please," I beg him, knowing good and well it won't work. Before Luke can say anything, Shane is walking in, only in his boxers. Thoughts race through my mind as he smirks at me.

"I'm going next." A wicked look crosses Shane's face as he eyes me hungrily.

"Whatever," Luke mumbles, still staring at me.

"No! Please stop! Please!" I yell at them.

Shane sits in a chair next to the bed and watches carefully. It makes me cringe at how they both get off on this. Luke stalks closer, stepping out of his boxers while doing so. I continue to struggle as he moves closer.