Sadist vs. Masochist

Chapter 14

*Isiah's POV*

Our bodies filled the warm water of the bath for about an hour. It was silent, good silence I suppose.

Getting back to our room, I dress Pipper in her matching pink and gray pajamas. Leaning down slowly, my lips caress her forehead.

"Pipper! Sweetheart, I brought food," her mother distantly yells from downstairs. Pipper and I quickly jump up and rush to it.

"How'd the doctors go," her mom asks Pipper.

With a hesitant voice, Pipper answers, "Well, the tests were wrong, I'm not pregnant." Her mother's face drops in sudden sorrow. I grab her hand and reassure her it'll happen one day. After about half an hour of talking, Pipper's phone goes off.

"It's a text from Winter, she asked us to go to a party with her," Pipper tells me.

"Well, what type of party," I question.

"She sent me a picture of the flyer. It's a 'Dark Hookup Night'," she explains. After pondering the thought of whether we should go or not, I agree that we should.

*Pipper's POV*

After going upstairs, we get changed and ready to go. I slip on my fishnet leggings and with black heels. After zipping on a leather corset, I curl my short hair.

An hour later, we are ready to leave. Isiah drives about 30 minutes to get to the proper address. We walk into an old apartment building with the sound of electric guitars filling the room. Everyone is dressed relatively similar to how we are, mostly black clothes and leather. Women are being dragged around and whipped. Men are being plunged with strap-ons attached to women.

"Let's try to find Winter," I say to Isiah with a whisper tone.

After searching for a few minutes, we see her. Well, we see her with a bunch of men and women over and beneath her.

"Oh how lovely, you made it," she says with a loopy excited tone.

"Yeah, don't you have a boyfriend," I ask with concern.

"Oh my dear, that is a very open relationship. Come join us," she encourages.

Isiah and I decided to pass on that offer, instead we find ourselves observing all the sweaty people who are sadistically beautiful.

Somebody is being cut by multiple people with multiple shiny blades covered in rich red blood.

"Let's try to have ourselves some fun little girl," Isiah says with an evil grin growing on his face.

We approach a dark corner where everyone appears to be ignoring. Isiah throws me against the wall and slaps my face so hard I squeal.

"Beg for me," he whispers in my ear. I do as he says and beg, with tears in my eyes. He takes off his belt and wraps it around my throat. He turns my body so my breasts are against the wall. He starts thrusting into me as if we are alone. I am in excruciating pain, my whole body is sore from when he threw me. I look behind me to find at least 10-20 people are watching.

After making eye contact with a man, he walks over to us and tries to touch me. Isiah pushes him off, but the man with nothing but a black jacket on punches him right in the face. Isiah blacks out and goes unconscious. I try to help Isiah, but the man grabs the belt around my throat and forces me against the wall. I scream in agony and feel everyone's eyes scan me.

After a minute, I feel the man's cum ooze out of me. It's one of the most horrifying things I've ever experienced. The man walks away with no shame, only searching for a new girl to scar.

I rip the belt off of my throat and go to Isiah.

"Somebody please help me," I yell.

Everyone is just laughing, as if this was an accomplishment. Winter walked over and handed me a phone number, she said to call and they'll help.

Out of options, I call the number. I didn't recognize the voice, but it was deep.

Around 20 minutes later, three men walk in. They rush over to help him, lifting his body on a stretcher, I follow them down to an all black van. The third guy pushed me into the back with Isiah.

We arrive at an unknown destination 45 minutes later. The back doors swing open and it's the first sign of light since I was shoved in here.

"Where are we? Who are you guy's? What are we doing here, he needs help," I try to demand answers out of them.

"Cuff her hands," one man says.

Trying to resist it, the men overpower me and cuff them. They lead us into a populated building. Which rose even more questions in me. Then I saw him, Isiah's brother. How the fuck did he find us? Right when we entered the building, Isiah began to regain consciousness. He hopped off the stretcher he was on and went to attack his brother. He got in a few good punches.

Isiah grabbed the knife out of his pocket and stabbed the other man coming after him. Isiah grabbed my waist and ran out the doors and into an alley way half a block down. We kept running when, everything went dark. All I could hear were sirens.

*Isiah's POV*

The alley way was dark, Pipper and I need to keep going till we can lose ourselves in a crowd. A gunshot went off from behind us, it was one of my brother's men. He was running after us. I turned to ask Pipper if she was okay, but her body lay flat on the ground with a bullet wound going in her mid right back. The whole world went silent, sirens started going off, yet they sounded distorted. I turned my head to look for the man who shot her, he was nowhere to be seen.

The police arrived, they dispatched for an ambulance. My arms held Pipper, her breaths were so shallow, almost as if they weren't there.

Two men in deep blue took her from me.

"She's in V-Fib," I hear one of them shout. The shock paddles press against her fair skin and her body jumps with electricity running through her.

My vision became blurry, and I blacked out. My mind feels so weak, everything in my body feels as if it's slowly starting to shut down.