Insanity of Possession ( Yandere x Reader x Yandere )

Awaking To Waiting Hand's

( Y/N POV )

Groaning slightly at the deep throbbing ache in my head, and the unusual heaviness in all my limbs; moving to rub a hand over my eyes to try and wake up properly my eyes shot open ignoring the light to look above me when I felt my arms being restricted. Blinking a few times I found both my hands bound at the wrist in sturdy leather and metal shackles, they reminded me of some of the restraints I had seen while visiting Nickolas in- NICKOLAS! Stopping my evaluation of my bound hands connected to the wall above the bed by sturdy chains to look around franticly, I didn't recognise the room fully but I knew it was one of the many rooms normally maintained in case guests came to stay; this one had was a pale grey and midnight blue walls so it must be in the section of the mansion close to my own room. I remember Harry directing the rooms in this section being painted with blue and grey when he got bored a year or so back, Nickolas had taken control of the rooms for people on the other side of the house away from our own rooms; while I took a stand and refused giving up my room and stopped anyone from touching it... in one of the very few times I had held my ground and won. Scanning the room I tried to pull myself but felt one leg tug, with a glance downwards I found it restrained to one of the lower bed posts; my other leg free to move but there was another restraint left on top of the bed seemingly ready for use. Again I began looking around trying to find something to help me, even thought my still sluggish thoughts confirmed my suspicion that Nickolas or Harry would not leave anything for me to escape with within reach; and my eyes only focused on the doors of the walk in wardrobe on the wall to my right a confused frown in place as I examined the doors closer. There was a lock on the doors the key code panel telling me Harry had installed it, it looked far too high tec to belong in a bedroom and it instantly worried me; what did they have in there they would keep locked away? Swallowing I decided I didn't want to find out and tried once more to pull on my arms, the padded inside of the restraints stopped them from hurting my skin too much but they also made sure I had no room to pull my hands free; my eyes tried to gather tears as my frustration grew but I forced them back knowing it would do me no good. 

"Gah!" The small outcry came out without me meaning to made a sound, and finally I let my hands go slack as the ache in my arms began to hurt; I needed to conserve my energy for any chance that came up to get out of this room. Glancing down I inwardly winced seeing I had been changed, and as much as I hoped it wasn't one of the two who kidnapped me I knew it would have been; neither of them would have had the staff dress me. Nickolas was too intelligent to let anyone see the lengths he went to bring me back, or give anyone a chance even women to see me undressed; even in childhood he would send staff away and help me dress until I was old enough to do it myself and hide from him in my wardrobe. Harry as well would make sure no staff saw me so they couldn't tell anyone, he had in the past covered for Nickolas just as he had for him; even if the staff here were not stupid enough to go to the police neither man would take that chance. Looking at myself I instantly felt my stomach lurch seeing the black and gold lace strapless bra, it pushed me chest up making my breasts sit high on my chest and I could just make out a hook in the front; I would never have bought one like this as it would make me too conscious of myself and scared Nickolas would hurt anyone who stared at me. Nickolas had seen a boy staring at me once when puberty took over my body and my curves and breasts filled out, the poor kid lost a tooth and had a black eye for his trouble; Harry later said he touched me inappropriately and Nickolas was only defending me to cover up his rage filled beating. I realised Harry probably chose the bra and matching brazilian underwear, unlike Nickolas he enjoyed showing me off to others; it was like he wanted everyone to know I was with him and gloat in their faces. Letting my head fall back into the over filled pillows I closed my eyes willing the ache in my head to subside and let me think properly, I absently remembered being sedated as my memory blurred after that point; swallowing in worry at what else could have been done to me while I was unconscious. Neither Nickolas or Harry were in what could be considered a sane frame of mind, Nickolas more so than Harry not that he was far behind; the thought however left my mind as the approaching sound of feet reached me.