Seized With Styles

Chapter 11

I woke sometime later, my sleep racked with images of Chris and his menacing eyes. Everytime I would wake up from the nightmare, Harry's arms would tighten around me, his lips would fiind my forehead or my temple. That little action allowed me to fall into a peaceful sleep until the nightmares shook me awake.  I had no idea how long Harry and I have been stuck in here, but I was starving, and even though he didn't want to show it, I knew Harry was too.  I slowly wiggled my way out of his arms so that I wouldn't wake him.  He needed the sleep so that his body could heal.  I tip-toed over to the door and turned the lock as quietly as possible. To my surprise, the door was unlocked. I slipped through the door and headed into the hallway. I didn't know where I was going but I needed to find something to eat. I made my way past a few doors, but one caught my eye. I heard the faint sound of a TV or radio on the other side of the door. I slowly turned the knob and peeked through. 3 guys were sitting on a couch watching some sporting event on the TV. I opened the door a little bit more, but it squeaked and 3 heads shot in my direction. I quickly turned and ran back to Harry, but I didn't make it far. As I turned the corner, I ran into something hard. I staggered back and looked into the menacing eyes of Chris.

"Where do you think you're going deary?" He asked, a small smile playing on his lips.

"I..I was just looking for some food." I answered honestly, looking down at my hands.

"Well isn't that brave of you." He whispered in my ear. His hand grazed my hip, and I immediately stiffened up at his touch. "Hey boys, do you think we should give her some food?" He forced me to turn around and face them. I looked up to see 3 sets of eyes taking in my skin showing my tattered and ripped clothes. I crossed my arms over my chest, hoping to take their attention off of me, but that didn't work.

"Hmmm, let's give her some." One guy answered. He had tattoos all over his arms and no hair on his head at all. He had a smirk on his face, almost as if he had more to say, which he sadly did. "For a price." He winked at me and chills rushed through my body.  The other guys snickered, and I scanned my brain to find something good to ask for, and then it popped into my head.

"Okay, so here's my proposal." I started. My voice was a little shakey, but it was as strong as I could mustard. "You let Harry go, and keep me" I said. Harry has done so much for me, I needed to repay him. The guys thought about it for a second, but Chris was the first one to speak.

"James, bring something to boyband. Something small though. Mitch, it's your turn with the bitch." My eyes widened as the bald guy smiled widely. Chris shoved me into his arms, and he started to drag me to the room next door. I screamed as loud as I could, but his hand quickly covered my mouth and muffled my scream. I kicked and thrashed my arms, but his grip tightened on me.

"Let me go!" I shouted as his hand came off my mouth to open the door.

"Not this time pretty lady, you are all mine." He threw me to the floor, and locked the door, eliminating my escape. I was about to get up when he kicked me hard in the stomach. The air rushed out of my body aand coughs overtook my bodhy as I tried to bring it back. He grabbed my hair and yanked me on my feet. I yepled  out in pain and obeyed to his silent command. "Listen here buttercup, we can do this the hard way or the easy way. Take your pick?" He smiled at me before throwing me on the ground once more. I put my arms out to protect me from the fall, but my head still hit the carpet. I lifted my head in a daze and tried to regain focus. I was so afraid of what he was going to do to me. Tears welled up in my eyes and a few escaped their cage. He grabbed my leg and dragged me over over to the chair in the corner of the room. I cried out for help and tried to grab on to something, but there was nothing but carpet.

"Please don't. I'll do anything." I cried.

"Too late for that." Mitch spat. He yanked me up and thew me on the chair. I squirmed and tried to escape from his painful hands, but he was a second too fast for me. "Get back here and sit still bitch." He snarled. His fist came in contact with my cheek and I stumbled backwards from the fore of the blow. My vision was blurry and my mind wouldn't think right. I looked up at Mitch and a smirk played on his lips. I recovered from the punch, but didn't move from the positition I was in on the chair. I was exhausted and really couldn't fight him anymore. "Ahh, I see you want to do it the easy way now." I stared at him and gave him the best puppy dog face and eyes I could. His eyes flashed guilt for a split second, but then disappeared.

"What do you want from me?" I questioned. "I didn nothing to you." He stared at me before slapping me across the face. I cried out in pain as it stung like a bitch. 

"Shut up. Let's make a deal then." He said. I looked up hopeful, but the look in his eye didn't favor me. "You give me good sex, and I'll let you go back to boyband." His rough thumb swiped across my lower lip.

"No." I whispered to Mitch. He just laughed and took of his shirt.

"Well the more you resist, the longer and more painful it will be for you. Oh, and who knows what will happen to Harry in that time."

"No!" I nearly screamed. Mitch stepped back from my sudden outburst. "You will do  nothing to him." I paused for a second as I collected my mind and body as I continued on. "I'll do what you want, as long as nothing happenes to Harry." I said as strongly as I could. I peaked up at Mitch to see a smile spread across his face.

"You got a deal. Now, take off all you clothes." He eyed me up as I stood and took off my ripped and tattered clothes. I appearently went too slow for his liking because he grabbed my bra and underwear and yanked them off of me. "Don't worry, we will get ya some new clothes." His lips closed over mine, but I didn't want to kiss him back. "Kiss me." He growled as he gripped my thighs and pulled me closer to his aroused body. I hesitated at first, but the images of Harry after the 3 guys had their way with him came into my mind and I couldn't let that happen again. I returned his hungary kiss and that turned him on even more. He pushed me into the chair, which was padded and somewhat comfortable, and quickley took off his pants. Lucky for me, he just got right down to business as he shoved himself into me. I gasped as pain ran through my body. I didn't respond to his thrusts and his tongue trailed down my neck and breasts. "Moan my name baby." He whispered in my ear. I really didn't want to, and my stalling made him push deeper and harder into me. The pain became too mcuh so I did as he wanted and pretty soon he unleashed himself into me. I laid there in a daze just like the one I was in after Chris. The only upside to this was that it was quicker and a little less painful. Mitch got dressed and walked over to a cabinet I didn't even know was in the room. He pulled out a baggy shirt and basket ball shorts and threw them at me. I quickly put them on not even bothering to put on my bra or underwear. I headed to where Mitch was standing and we headed down to the dungeon. As he opened the door, I gasped at the horrific sight I laid my eyes on.