“Ella?” I’m met with silence, nothing but dead silence and my heart pounding with enough pressure to make me light-headed and deaf from the white noise of anxiety filling my head.

“I am so sorry, Jude.” The crack in her voice is alarming.

“What?” Ice filled my body, sinking my too trusting heart along with instant regret.

“You didn’t tell her? Oh Ella, shame on you pet. You know the punishment for disobedience.” Ken’s voice gives away plenty and I realize now I’ve been set up.

“No master. I didn’t tell her.” A slapping sound of skin meeting skin and a soft whimper echoed in the room.

“You may go now, Ella.” The door clicked open.

“Ella, don’t you dare leave my ass here.” I snapped my attention trying to assess my options.

“Leave. Now.” Ken’s once inviting tone became hard, and demanding.

“Yes, Sir.” I sensed her backing away, leaving me in this void. The slim tether of trust frays with my burning anger.

“Ella!” Pathetically, she says she’s sorry and Ken curtly kicks her out of the room.

“Now…where were we?” I felt him step closer to me and I turn my head away to avoid the sour smell of his gin fueled breath which brought bile up my throat. A hand touched my face and I swallow back the acid sitting there on my tongue. I’d force myself to throw up on him or myself if it will get him away from me, but I want to be sure I don’t miss. The repercussions of doing it at all would be trouble.

“First the fun and then the pleasure, for me of course, not you. Girls like you are broken and not worth the effort anyway.” My mind blanks to a numb space protecting me as he reached down between my spread legs, his hand squeezing my inner thighs in a bruising grip. I tried clenching them, but it’s no use. Ella secured them and my stupidity is paying the price as he snakes his way up my body unrestricted. I hiccupped a sob cursing myself and all because I wanted to be normal…unbroken.

“Ella is such a good little sub, bringing me delicious treats, and you are a special one.” Evil and disgusting that’s what this guy was.

“Go fuck yourself.” I spit at him hoping I found my mark.

He slapped me hard forcing my head to the side painfully and my lip split stinging. “Scream, the walls are padded and no one will hear you.”

“I will kill you,” and I vowed to find a way to make it happen.

“But darling, how will you even identify me? You can’t see for shit can you? Who would believe you anyway?”

“Your voice gives you away,” and I regretted telling him that because he laughs a jarring sound.

“Unreliable witness is what they would call you, sweetheart. You’ve got nothing but circumstantial evidence, you pretty, broken girl.” He’s right and a single tear trailed down my cheek, cold and desolate while his hands pulled down my dress until the straps tear and his lips make a massacre of my exposed flesh bruising my skin.

Six

LORAND

Turning from the door, I saw Ella hurry around the corner; her blonde hair, a bright streak glowing in the newly installed recessed lighting. Jude is not with her and I couldn’t fathom why she would leave her anywhere, alone in a place like this. Where is Jude? My heart clenched with worry. I shouldn’t have left her on her own.

“Hey!” I chased her down grabbing her shoulder.

Quizzically looking me over, I realized Ella has recognized me. “Lorand?” Well, fuck a duck. So much for my anonymity.

“Jude–where is she?” Ella doesn’t respond, but open mouthed and eyes wide her gaze darts back to the door I had been standing in front of moments ago. Grabbing her arm, I dragged her with me racing back to it. If Jude is in there and something has happened to her I can’t promise to keep my trigger finger on my Sig Sauer 220 under control.

“Let me go, you psycho!” She claws at me making a commotion drawing the attention of a few suits nearby. She has no idea what kind of psycho I could be under the right circumstances.

“You were much friendlier five seconds ago,” I countered.

“I didn’t know you’d be dragging me around like a caveman.” If she only knew.

“Who is she with? Who is that man in there?” I can feel my jaw clenching and I know I have to watch myself inside the club. As a last resort I know I could escalate to trashing the place like a madman which won’t help Jude.

“I have to go.”

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