Violent times

Under the sea

I looked around me, I think i was dreaming. My body felt fuzzy, nothing hurt, but I couldn't move. I was in a fish tank, but I could breath. Then I began panicking, because I knew whatever I was hit with, made me feel like this. Maybe they injected me with something. I was afraid because I didn't know how long I would be stuck in this stupid fishbowl. I began to see the beauty of it, the dolphins swimming around me, the coral, I reached out and touched it, but it shocked me. I tried to touch a fish, but my hand went right through it. Am I dead?
My heart sped up, as I tried to swim to the top. I began choking on the water I could once breath in, the water started shaking like some sort of earthquake. I began feeling shocks, little but huge amounts of pain, starting in my head, tracking down to my toes.
I jolted, once, twice.
I shot out of bed, running to the bathroom, barley making it to the toilet before throwing up. Pain raked my body, making me throw up more. I was still shaking, like in my dream. Nightmare. The back of my head began to hurt, but I was done throwing up. I stood up, and flushed the toilet, shutting the lid. I grabbed my toothbrush, running it under the water, I put a load of toothpaste on it. I scrubbed my whole mouth, as tears ran down my cheeks. I didn't know how long I'd have before they came back, all I knew is that I was scared. Terrified. I spat on him, how could I have been so fucking stupid, why don't they just kill me? I suddenly remembered seeing Jason and Dominic....I shook my head, and grabbed a towel from the cabinet. I turned on the shower, and took off the shirt I had on. It smelled like Damon. I remembered a time when that smell would have calmed me.
"Pick me up! Pick me up!" A little girl said, looking up at her big brother. "Alright, alright." Giggling, he picked the little girl up. That little girl was me, and Damon.
I was six years old, it was Damon's tenth birthday. We had gone to the park, he was with his friends, that was the first time he had abused me.
"Go away Z! Your bothering us." I looked up at him, confused. Tears formed in my eyes as I said quietly, why are you being so mean to me? I sowwy, I just go way far away now brover." Suddenly, his hands were on my chest, and he was shoving me away. "Why do you always have to be in the way?? Your such a brat, go away!!" He pushed me into the slide, as I started crying. "You get the hell away from here, before I make you regret it." My chest had 2 new feelings, fear, and pain. The fear wasn't like when I climbed to the top of the monkey bars and couldn't get down, it was like when I watched mommy get hurt by daddy, and the police officers took daddy away for a long time. But this was worse, because even tho I was six, I knew, my life had just changed. I ran back home, my face was wet with tears. He called my name in a scary time, "z, come on baby get back here." By the time I made it home, my stomach was churning with fear, and I was shaking like a leaf on a stick.
What he did to me that day scarred me for life. When I got home, he was right behind me. He took my hair and started petting it, before raping me for 4 hours straight. I don't know how a ten year old new what that was, or why he would do it to his baby sister, but he did. He only raped me that once, but making me give him head brought back the painful memories, and for some reason, I had a feeling today would mark number two.
I stepped in the warm shower, and turned the heat up so it was burning my skin. It felt good, because I had control of the pain, and no one was inflicting it on me. I grabbed the shampoo, and lathered my hair in it. I've always loved the sound when you put it in your hair, the bubbly sound. I washed it out of my hair, and put conditioner in. I began to shave, finishing about 5 minutes later. I washed my body with soap, rinsed the conditioner out of my hair, and stepped out, wrapping my towel around me. When I turned around, I screamed and jumped back, because I ran into a wall. A human wall. I clutched onto my towel tighter, when he grabbed my chin. My bottom lip quivered, as I looked into his icy blue eyes. Kayden looked down at me, eyeing my body.
His free hand gripped the towel, and he growled, "drop the towel or I will. I shook my head , and tried to take a step back, but he still had my chin in hand, and used it to pull me closer to him than originally was.
He grabbed my towel again, and ripped it from my body. He pushed me up against the cold door, causing goosebumps to form on my body. I looked down, trying my best to cover my body. He moaned, and started grabbing my hips. I said "please stop...." he punched the door next to my head, leaving a whole in it, and making me flinch horribly.
"I thought Damon went over the fucking rules with you zerenah." I whispered, not sure if I was allowed to speak, "he did sir, I'm sorry. But please, please don't do what I think your going to." He still had a grip on my hips, and dig his fingers into me, leaving scrape marks that began to bleed on my waist.
I whimpered when he bent down, latching his mouth on my nipple, which was hard because I was cold, and afraid. I tried to push him off, but he bit my nipple, causing another whimper. I didn't want to scream, I didn't want to cause more trouble. He began to move his hands down to my inner thighs, which I tried desperately to stop, but he just slapped my hands away. His finger brushed against my clit, and I squirmed,trying once again to get away. "Stop, please Kayden." He stood up straight quickly, and slapped my cheek. My hand flew up to my face, and tears stung my eyes. He said, "you don't use my name, and you don't speak unless I tell you. I am sir to you, nothing more, nothing less. Understood?" "Yes sir..."
He made me wrap my legs around his waist, as he carried me to his bedroom. I started squirming, but he slapped my ass hard enough to let me know to stop. He threw me down on the bed. He got next to me, after he shut the door. I tried to cover my body with the blankets, but failed miserably, when he ripped the blankets off the bed entirely. He looked at my naked body, and bit his lip. His black hair was messed up, making him look angry, like he had been running his hand through it all day. He looked up at me, and climbed off the bed. He went into his closet, and came out with rope, duct tape, and a blindfold. I tried to get off the bed, but he grabbed my ankle, yanking me down further into the king sized bed. He tied my ankle with the rope, despite my begging. Tears began to form when all four of my limbs were tied down, my legs further apart then was wanted. He shoved the blindfold onto my eyes, and I felt completely exposed and afraid. I heard the zipper, and my tears began soaking the blindfold.
        I screamed when I felt his weight on me, when I felt his body on mine. A harsh slap was given to
My right cheek, "shut the fuck up bitch you deserve what's coming." He shifted his weight, and moved so his dick was in front of my face. He said, "you bite me, you die." I began shaking, and crying more. He growled "stop crying", which only made me cry harder. I became so afraid, because of what happened last time with Damon, he raped me for 4 hours straight. "Kayden please... please don't do this! I promise to be good, I'll never disobey again, please.... please..." his laugh made me jump, and he said, "baby it's not only me in here." He took the blindfold off, and I screamed, trying to pry my wrists out of the rope. All four of the boys were standing there, licking their lips while looking at my body. Jason pushed kayden off of me, and laid down on my body.
"You thought you could send me to jail and we would just disappear? Huh? Is that what you thought?" I squeezed my eyes shut, to afraid to open them. "OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES!" I slowly opened them, and his sinister smirk was spread across his face. I could feel his hard growing against me, making me sick to my stomach. "Aww baby, don't tell me your scared! I won't hurt you baby, I promise!" He laughed again, because I knew he was gonna hurt me again. I knew this would be the worst punishment I had ever endured, and I knew that it was my fault. Another sob racked my body, and his fist collided with my cheek. He grabbed my jaw, and said "talk to me, I wanna hear that sexy little voice. I whispered "I'm sorry that your a sick bastard who deserves to be hung." As soon as the words left my mouth, I knew I couldn't take them back. I couldn't apologize, because In the amount of time I had to blink, all my limbs were untied, and I was being dragged by my hair to the basement. I started screaming, screaming every profanity and insult I could think of. I was thrown roughly down the stairs, thrown, not pushed. My body collided with the cement floor. I felt my bones break, my ribs. I couldn't breath, and blood was oozing out of my mouth. My head smashed into the floor. The room started to Spin and all I heard before I blacked out was, "shit Jason! The fuck did you do?!"

Jasons pov
I hated her. I wanted to hurt her, I wanted to torture her, but at the same time, I loved her, and not in the way a brother should love their sister. Sometimes I wanted her blood to soak the walls, other times I wanted to fuck her, hold her, and love her. I knew the only reason she retaliated was because of the way we treated her, but I needed her to be completely submissive before I took her to the organization.
Someone already wanted to buy her, for 2 million. He was the most ruthless, and the most cruel person anyone would ever meet. Demitri. She would be calling him master and sir, only those two names. If she so much as looks at him, she will be greatly punished. He had killed many of his slaves, he liked to keep different slaves, one for each of his needs. Work, sex, a punching bag, and Z was going to be used for all. She was already his, she just
Didn't know it yet.
After we threw her down the stairs, we didn't know what to do with her so we just left her there. She'll be fine, she's been through worse.
My phone began ringing, and I saw it was demitri. I picked up, "hello?" "Jason. I need the girl now, submissive or not." "Yes sir. On my way sir." I heard the line go dead, and I went downstairs to get her. I picked her up bridal style, and she was limp in my arms. She had a bit of blood on her face, and head. She was still naked, and I could see the bruises forming on her ribs. I injected her with something that would keep her knocked out, whilst I did the surgery. I placed a tracker/shocker in the back of her neck, right below her skull. It was for dimitri, it would shock her if she tried to escape without permission, active as soon as she gets near him. It would send a shock down her spine, paralyzing her. The device was only the size of a grain of rice, so it didn't need stitches, just an antibiotic bandage.
I picked her up, and set her in the bathtub. I undressed, and turned the shower on. I felt myself going hard almost immediately, and so I picked her passed out body up, and began sucking on her nipples. Her hair was getting wet and she was breathing more heavily now. She was awake. I felt her try to move, but the medication still had her paralyzed. I took the opportunity to slam my dick inside of her, as hard as I could. She opened her mouth to scream, but her vocal cords had been paralyzed as well. I felt extreme pleasure, and I pumped in and out of her. I laid her down, and began choking her, still thrusting inside. I moaned, when her walls sucked me in further. I kept pushing, grabbing her boobs, and then, I took my dick out of her vagina, and put it in her ass. I put 4 fingers in her tight pussy, and I heard her whimper. Suddenly, she began moaning. She grabbed my hips and pulled me deeper inside of her. I knew the drugs had her fucked up, but it was still hot as fuck. Her moans filled the room, and they turned into sexy screaming/moans. "Fuck", she whimpered, causing me to pull out and cum all over her, she opened her mouth, and I finished In her mouth. She swallowed, and then her eyes widened. She realized, and tried to climb out of the shower, but I hit her broken ribs. I heard her try to breath, and she choked. I grabbed her throat and slammed her into the wall. Her eyes squeezed shut, and I let her go. I got near her ear, and said "zerenah, you are going to make yourself look presentable. We are going somewhere today. What I need you to wear is in your room, and if you don't wear it, I will kill you. She nodded, and I stepped out of the shower. I said "you will learn to speak up, to only speak when spoken to. Where your going, if you speak out of turn, you will be killed on the spot. Before I was out of the room, I already heard her crying. I couldn't wait to bring her to her death.

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