My Bloody Revenge

Still 16

Lying, curled up on her side , in bed Lyra hates what was done but finds some relief that Elmirs doctor friend said she needed time to heal. Time means he will leave her alone for now. She looks up hearing someone enter the room.

"Hello wife. Feeling comfortable? Want anything?"

Elmirs tone is everything but nice making Lyra watch him closely with unease.

"Everything is good, thank you for asking dear husband."

"Good, good."Elmir nods his head then stops to stare at her. "But I'm not good at all. In fact, until recently I was mad at you for putting yourself in bed rest and by doing so your punishing me. Your my wife and whit that comes certain responsibilities, right?"

Knowing all too well what he means by responsibilities Lyra has a hunch where this conversation is going but not how it will end. Not one day has passed, since he took her virginity, without him forcing her to have sex. The beatings escalating after each refusal and now here she is.

"I'm sorry husband for letting you suffer for my disobedience..."

"It's okay wife. I'm here to show you just how much effect your disobedience have on others." With that said he walks back to the door and talks with someone on the other side. "Wife, meet Gryndol...isn't she just lovely?" He grins out in a horrid way.

The girl can't be older than fourteen, light brown hair down to her slim waist, big brown eyes with porcelain skin. Graceful like a ballet dancer and innocent looking. Shifting gaze between Elmir and her, Lyra wonders why hes brought her here.

"I think you both will find common ground after today." Elmir laughs out, applauding his own comment.

Watching Elmir approach the bed Lyra felt warning bells go of in her head and fear spread like wildfire inside her. He leaned down close to her feet picking up something from right under the bed. Just as he stood up the door flew open and a slightly over weighted man in his late forties walked right in. Gray beady-eyes that promised havoc, rosy red cheeks and nose. Pale, greasy, skin and unruly blond hair. Expensive suit wasted on a grease monkey.

"Greg, meet my wife, wife meet my friend Greg."

"She sure is a beauty." Greg whistles out. "Is she any good?"

"The best so far but she is under bed rest for now, Xenix orders, so I thought you and I could teach my dear wife a little about consequences." Both men laughs happily. Slapping each others backs in mutual agreement.

While they talked ,as if Lyra wasn't in the room, she diverted her eyes towards Gryndol. The girl looked around the room without moving from her spot. Their eyes meet briefly before Lyra look back at Elmir, who is now standing next to her.

"Help me out with this will ya Greg."Elmir said throwing ropes over to the other man. "Time to tie up the little wife. You take her legs and me hands."

Wanting to move away without being able to is really not a nice feeling. Something else not so nice is knowing what can happen should she dare try. That's how she ended up in this bed to begin with. Swallowing down natural instincts and fear, Lyra allows herself to be tied up in a sitting position. When done Greg starts to undress while Elmir walks over to the door locking it and then turns to Gryndol.

"Do you see my wife all tied up in bed?" He asks in a fake velvet voice, made to calm the girl. "Everything that is going to happen in here you can thank her for, okay honey?"

Hearing that made Lyra almost choke on air and go deathly pale. Please no. Please don't let it be what she thinks it is.

"Be a good girl for us."He whispers.

Seeing Greg approach in all his naked gory, positioning himself behind Gryndol, Elmir takes a firm grip around her fragile wrists. While Elmir holds her still the other undresses. Lyra hears more than sees how Gryndol begins to protest lowly then it gets louder and louder as panic makes itself known in the girls voice. Struggles can be heard until a loud slap echoes around the room.

"This is all you dear wife." Elmir turns his head smiling at her."Please don't look away or little Gryndol here will get more hurt."

Tears rolls down Gryndols cheek, one of witch shows a red hand print making Lyras own tears fall without her noticing. She can't take her eyes away from Gryndol but isn't able to comprehend the reality of everything. Elmir has stepped to the side forcing the girl to look at Lyra all the time. Saying how its all Lyras fault. Gryndol screams, pleads and cries. Gets hit several times for misbehaving. All is happening in front of Lyra. This girl, getting severely beaten and raped because of her. Unable to handle anymore Lyra lets out a primal scream and passes out.