I woke up when I felt something hot burning on my skin.
"What..what...ow! That fucking hurts!" I screamed.
"Good, you deserve it." Ricky said.
I tried moving but I was strapped down. I looked over at Helena. She was still chained to the wall but I could tell that the guys had already had their fun with her. Her body was covered in cuts and burns. I looked away. Chris was seated in a chair by the wall, watching.
"Chris." I said.
He looked at me and then away. He wasn't going to save me, he was going to let his friends torture me once more. I looked back up as the guys came over. Angelo pulled out a knife and began cutting my scar on my chest, re-opening the wounds.
I screamed in pain.
"Chris! Make them stop!" I cried.
He didn't move, just watched.
I squirmed as Angelo moved the knife along.
"Someone hold her still." he hissed.
Devin grabbed my sides, keeping his hands out of the reach of the knife. Once he was done, he licked the knife and smiled.
"That's what you get for kicking me in the balls, bitch." he hissed.
The torture went on for another hour until Ricky finally sent them all away, except for Chris. Ricky undid the straps and pulled me up, leaning me against his body so I wouldn't fall. I was weak from all the blood loss and knew I'd pass out if I tried to walk on my own.
Ricky tilted my head back, the white light from the fixture blinded my eyes and I closed them to avoid a headache. He traced his fingers down my neck, past my collarbones, to my breasts. He looked at Chris, Chris returned the gaze.
"I think we've finally broken your toy, Chris." Ricky said, resting his chin on the space between my neck and shoulder.
I was in and out of consciousness. Chris got up and went over, pulling my hand up.
"Kerstin." he said.
I leaned my head down, opening my eyes. "Chris...you....didn't save me..."
"I couldn't." Chris said.
"Sit down, Chris." Ricky said.
Chris retreated back to the chair and sat down.
"I'm going to take pleasure in humiliating her in front of you." Ricky said.
He walked me over to the metal table and pushed me down. I looked over at Chris as tears started falling from my eyes. Ricky pushed my legs apart and I heard his pants unzip. I couldn't move to fight him off though, the guys had drained a major amount of my blood out into little bags.
I felt him push into me and I gripped the table as his hands held onto my hips. Chris watched us, no emotion on his face. I knew he wanted to turn away but Ricky wouldn't let him. Ricky moaned and leaned down, biting my shoulder.
Ricky finally came and then pulled out of me, pulling his pants up. I laid there.
"I hope you enjoyed me fucking your precious toy, Christopher." Ricky said.
I noticed a scaple laying on the table and started moving my fingers towards it. I was weak but I was determined to stab Ricky.
Chris growled. "You're manipulative."
I finally grabbed the scaple and with one quick turn, I jabbed it into Ricky's neck before collapsing to the ground.
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