My Husband and Our Lover

Chapther 25: You'll never have my soul.

He slowly stalked towards me. I tried moving back but he was to quick and grabbed me. "You are mine and only mine. You have been sense you fucking paired with me in labs back then. No one is more worthy of you then me. Your right I didn't touch you due to you had a child in your womb but now it has all changed. Now you are free and I will do as I please with you. You are my woman." Alessandro explains as he drags me out of the room and down the stairs to a locked room. Two men open it for him. "Call Grace to the dungeon and tell her to hurry we are going to show Abigail what being my woman means." He spoke and the men nodded.

Once in this dark room I'm strapped to the wall by my hands and legs. Alessandro turns the lights to the room on and I see that I'm in some type of adult BDSM play room but it is like nothing I've seen. Edwin is very much into BDSM and this is not normal. There are razors, nails, knives and spikes. It's more of a torture room then a playroom. I mean I understand some like pain with their pleasure and I'm not one to jundge but this is terrifying. I'm scared.

Grace walks in naked as a Jay bird. She is beautiful but now I can see the scars on her body. His name scared on her thigh. Sandro's property craved really big and deep. 'Oh my God what has this poor girl been through?' I think. My heart bleeds for her. She isn't crazy just abused and trying her best to survive. She walks to him and kneels. He smiles. "See isn't she a good girl?" He asks. "She is such a good girl. I trained her so well it took a long time and lots of punishments and she still does wrong sometimes. Like when she introduced herself to you without my permission. That was violating a rule." He said walking around her. He grabbed her hair violently. "She will be punished, and sense you need trained I'll show you what happens when your punished. Are you familiar with the Kink lifestyle?" He spoke. "This is not a BDSM chamber this is a torture chamber in the worst way. Your a psycho not a sadist. Yes there is a form of kink that is called blood play but what you do is to hurt or kill those are not the same." I spoke. "She hasn't died yet my love." He replied. "No you have just scared her into having Stockholm Syndrome fucktard." I say to him and he laughs.

Hours have now past and I have to watch this poor girl go through hell. I'm sickened. She has been beaten like a grown man in a fight for their lives. She has been stabbed. Full on stabbed not a little cut or scrap but stabbed. He tried drowning her, and now she is currently being raped. I know it's his wife but she begged him to stop after the first hour of torture and he hasn't. He said she needed to learn and so did I. He has stripped me bare and cut into my skin. All I can think of is for God to help this poor girl who is currently unconscious and being raped. I don't know if that is honestly better for her to be unconscious so that she can somewhat escape the pain. I just hurt for her. She needs to live. She deserves a good life. 

Suddenly sirens go off and red lights start flashing. Alessandro backs away from Grace's body and quickly dresses. He grabs his guns and makes his way to me. "Watch over her Angel make sure she is good for Mr. Sandro when I get back it's your turn to join the fun." He says before kissing me rough. 'You can have my body you sick fuck but you will never have my heart or soul.' I think and bite down hard. "OW.. YOU BITCH" he yells. SLAP... SLAP... my face is on fire. "Bite me again love and I'll show you my bite." He seethes. Alessandro walks out locking the sound proof door behind him. Sirens keep going and I try to wake Grace. The thing is I'm chained to and x post. "Pissst pissst... Grace hun wake up..." I whisper with her responding in no movement. "Grace wake the fuck up before your murderous monster of a husband kills us" I scream realizing it's a sound proof room so no one can hear. 

She moves.... Groaning. "Grace can you move?" I ask. " Yes, but I hurt so bad my tummy hurts so bad." She cries. "Okay darling I know you hurt I'm so sorry. If you unchain me I can help get you out of here.  You need medical attention. Your bleeding more then I'd like to admit." I explained as I slightly panic seeing all the blood dripping not only from her outer wounds but from between her legs. She slowly moves and unchains me using the key he left on the table. Grace falls after my hands are freed. "I'm sorry I can't do this. Sandro hurt me so much. I angered him so much. Please help me I don't want any of this anymore. I always hurt so bad. Please let me die." She cries. "Fuck that girlie. We are getting out of here. You are going to recover and you are going to live a beautiful and happy life." I say.

'God help me I will get you out .... just how I don't know." I think.