The One He Wanted

Belonging To You

A/N: HELLO!! Like I said I'm almost done with this story, there should be a few more chapters and then finito. This chapter is quite long (you're welcome) because I didn't really want to split it in two. But anyway... OFF TO THE CHAPTER!!

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Xavier followed Landon to the last room in the hallway. I didn't want to know what was in the room, but I knew I'd find out soon enough. Landon opened the door and Xavier walked through it. "When you're done I'll unlock the door for you." Landon said before closing the door and locking it. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to block everything out. I now understood why Ali acted emotionless; it was easier to ignore everything than to face it. I gasped as Xavier threw me onto a bed, but still kept my eyes shut. I didn't want to know of all the contraptions that Landon used to break Ali. But I also know that Xavier didn't want me like that. He wanted me submissive, not broken. Unfortunately for him, I was going to try my damn hardest to be neither.

"Open you eyes Katherine." I shook my head no and immediately felt a sharp pain across my cheek. My eyes flew open to see him holding a leather whip, the source of the pain now coming from my face. Tears automatically sprang to my eyes as I realized the severity of what was about to happen. I knew I'd have a welt where the tips of the leather and popped against my skin, but the pain in my heart was so much worse. He had spanked me before, but he'd never done something like this.

"What happened to you? What made you hate me?" I managed to choke out. Something flickered across his features but he hid it and transformed his face into stone.

"You happened to me. I don't hate you. I want you, and I will get what I want." I wished I wouldn't have even asked. He reached above my head and grabbed a length of rope already attached to the wall.

"No, Xavier listen to me. I loved you, I really did. I was terrified of us doing something sexual. I knew you could force me to do anything you wanted, but you didn't. You didn't have this in you before, you can stop this now. Please. Somehow I still care about you, even after everything you've done, but I won't if you continue." I begged him to listen to reason, but I could see that he was pretty much ignoring me. The only option I had left was to fight back. I pulled my knee up, preparing to nail him in his weak spot, but before I had a chance, I felt someone holding my legs down. I kicked against them, but couldn't get free.

"Don't listen to her Xavier, she says she still cares about you, but she's lying." Landon said. Xavier looked confused for a few seconds before turning to look at Landon.

"Get a spreader bar." I immediately felt the hands on my legs move away, but I didn't think I'd forget the feeling of either of their hands on my skin. Xavier finished tying my hands and then pulled out his knife. He then began slowly cutting off my shirt. After that, he slipped my shorts off my legs. He turned to look at Landon again, "I thought I just said the bar? Not the rest of this."

"I know, but trust me, if you use it all, she'll be yours in a couple hours." I shivered at the thought of what all he could possibly have used to make Ali the way she is now. I knew Xavier didn't want me broken, just submissive, and at this point it seemed so much easier just to give in and agree to do what he wanted me to. I looked over at Landon whose gaze was traveling down my body, stopping at all the places they shouldn't. Xavier noticed me looking at Landon and grumbled something under his breath. "What?" Landon asked, not hearing.

"I said, get out!" He yelled, causing me to flinch. Landon glared at him for a couple seconds before finally leaving the room. I was relieved he was gone, but I was still stuck in a room with Xavier. I watched him warily as he grabbed the bar and strapped my ankles to it. I swallowed heavily when I realized what it was for. He then extended the bar to be twice the length and I gritted my teeth to hold back the words that I wanted desperately to say. He pulled his knife out again and cut off my underwear and bra. I didn't fight against him, it was pointless to try. He then looked at the pile of stuff Landon had pulled out before grabbing a few objects out of the pile. I didn't recognize any of them which caused my fear to grow. He picked up one thing that had a strap and a ball on it. He then walked over to me again and told me to open my mouth, which I did but very hesitantly. He situated the ball in my mouth and tied the strap around my head. It was extremely uncomfortable, but I assumed that was the point. I couldn't completely close my mouth and the ball was quite large, which was making my jaw begin to hurt. He then put a blindfold over my eyes, and I was almost relieved that I wouldn't have to see everything. About a minute later, he clamped something over my nipples, causing me to cry out in pain. I had absolutely no idea what it was, but I knew he had used it before because the first night he kidnapped me I felt the same thing. I then heard the sound of clothes coming off and I tried to prepare myself for him. The bed dipped as he climbed over me again, situating himself between my legs. He then slowly drug his hands up my thighs and gripped my hips hard enough to leave bruises. I screamed when he suddenly rammed all of his length into me. He didn't pause to let me adjust, he just continued doing the same thing. Pulling almost all the way out, and shoving himself back in. It lasted for what felt like forever. He finally stopped and pulled out completely. I hoped that it meant that he was done, but I knew he wouldn't be. He flipped me over onto my stomach, my arms twisting painfully, and pulled me back up, so that I was laying face down with my ass in the air. He shoved himself back in again, penetrating even deeper, but this time he didn't take it slow. Instead he pounded into me mercilessly, as hard and as fast as he could. He then grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my head up, putting my neck in an awkward position. He let go of my hip and a few seconds later I felt him start pushing a dildo into my ass. I screamed again from the pain, which he responded to by suddenly pushing all of it in. He continued to drill me with his dick and the dildo. When he pulled back, he pushed the dildo in and vice versa. He let go of my hair and grabbed my hip again, pulling me back and forward to meet his thrusts. Finally after almost 15 minutes, Xavier delivered one final thrust before pulling out and releasing on the bed. I didn't dare move, not wanting to go through it again. He suddenly flipped me onto my back again and pulled off the blindfold. He took one look at my tear streaked face and smirked before laying down beside me and pulling me into his side. My jaw was cramping from the ball and I silently begged Xavier to remove it, but he didn't. I also really wanted him to take off the nipple clamps and spreader bar, but I had a feeling he wasn't going to do that either. I don't exactly know how long we stayed that way but it was long enough for me to make up my mind. I tried to speak and tell him, but I couldn't with the ball. I got his attention and gestured with my eyes to the gag, which he thankfully unlatched. My jaw was aching but I needed to talk to him.