“I believe you know this slut?”
“Let her go! She has nothing to do with this!”
“On the contrary, she has everything to do with it. Don’t you want your best friend and whore here with you to keep you company and watch while we play with you? Hell, if she plays nice, she can join in and become our plaything as well!”
“No! You let Martina go now!”
“Nope, we’re going to keep her. Besides, she looks like she’ll be fun.” Daniel slipped his gun into her underwear and caressed her sensitive flesh with the barrel.
“Mmm, you like that, don’t you whore? The slick, cold surface feels good against your pussy, doesn’t it? But if you hang on just a tiny bit, you can have four hard cocks up your pussy making you feel good, okay baby?”
Aaron watched as his best friend struggled against her restraints. When she managed to elbow him in the groin, Daniel grabbed her by the hair and held her tightly against his crotch.
Daniel pushed the gun into her. “Do that again, slut, and I’ll make sure you have no pussy for any man to fuck. Trust me, bitch, you don’t know what it feels like to have a bullet up your cunt!”
Daniel whipped his gun out of her sex and carelessly threw her at Aaron.
“Catch, Mr. Hollywood!”
Martina, like him, had lost weight since high school and now was slight, but her weight still knocked him down with a thud. She couldn’t speak and she couldn’t touch him, but she snuggled into him. He felt her tears on his neck. Aaron wrapped his arms around her waist and held her to him, feeling the warmth of her body on his skin.
“Shh Marty,” he soothed. “Please don’t cry, my love. I promise we will find a way out of this. I’m just so sorry you were caught up in my mess. I love you so much.”
She drew her body closer to him, pressing her chest into his as if she wanted to connect their hearts.
“Aww, isn’t this a lovely reunion? I knew you had the hots for this one, and she turned out to be quite the supermodel. We will have fun with her later, but for now, you’re up first.”
Daniel had Kieran and Steve drag him towards a chair. Aaron fought with whatever strength he had left but Kieran and Steve quickly overpowered him, strapping his chest, legs and arms to the chair. Kieran gripped Aaron’s jaw and forced it open while Daniel poured ice cold water down his throat, choking Aaron.
Aaron gasped for air, desperate to breathe as his captors unmercifully kept pouring water down his throat.
“Stop! That’s enough. Now tell me, how does it feel to have your breath took from you?”
“G-go t-to hell!”
“Tsk, tsk. Haven’t you heard, Mr. Hollywood, that rage causes premature wrinkles? So I’d calm down if you don’t want to ruin your pretty boy looks.”
Daniel circled Aaron twice before stopping and leaning in close to him.
“You know what sickens me, Brooks? No matter how much weight you lost or how much plastic surgery you had, you’re still an ugly son of a bitch, but you believe otherwise. You refuse to believe the truth. So, I’m going to do everything I can to help you.”
Daniel caressed Aaron’s face before squeezing his jaw very hard. He stepped back and applied a stun gun to Aaron’s chest. A thousand electric bolts of pain seized Aaron’s body. Aaron’s body jerked until he saw black.
He was jarred awake with the feeling of wet, bitter cold.
“Wakey, wakey, lard-ass, or you’re going to miss the show.”
Aaron stared up at Brian who unstrapped him from the chair and pushed him onto a mattress next to Martina. His heart ached to see his best friend looking so helpless. She lay on her side, hogtied and unable to move. Aaron was eager to touch Martina, but Brian had handcuffed his hands behind his back.
“Martina, I’m still here with you, hang onto that, okay?”
She nodded her understanding before Steve untied Martina’s legs and ripped her off the floor.
“Come on princess, time to make you scream.”
Aaron turned away, unable to watch what was going to come next, but Daniel forced his face to the front.
“Now watch! Consider it free porn. Something tells me that your little nerd can fuck like a porn star.”
Aaron watched as Daniel and his team reached for her, but before any of them could rip her shirt off, Daniel stopped them.
“No, I have a better idea. Let our fairy fuck undress his mistress, and fuck her first.”
“Hey boss, that’s an excellent idea.”
They dragged her to her knees in front of Aaron. “Go ahead, Brooks, take off her clothes, and then have your way with her,” Daniel commanded.
“No, I won’t rape her!”
“You won’t be raping her, dummy. She is a very willing partner, aren’t you, sweetheart?”
Martina nodded her head in agreement, making Aaron even more helpless.
“See? Now do it!”
Steve un-cuffed Aaron and he pulled the novelist closer to him.
“I’m so sorry, Marty, please forgive me,” Aaron whispered. He gently slid her blouse off her shoulders and pulled her panties off her legs. He reached up to remove the tape and gag, when Daniel hit his fingers hard with a nightstick.
“Jesus!” Aaron yelled, rubbing his throbbing fingers. “Please, let me remove her gag, I want to kiss her.”
“You can fuck her without kissing her ... animals do that all the time.”
The bullies laughed.
“No, I can’t. I don’t know how you bastards fuck, but I can’t get a hard on and fuck a woman without us kissing.”
“Sorry, dick, no can do. You’ll have to find another way to get a boner.”
Aaron sighed at losing his chance to give a tiny speck of comfort to his friend. He had no other choice but to do this. He pulled her tight and whispered in her ear. Before he could say anything to Martina, Brian Saunders interrupted with an idea, giving them that speck of comfort after all.
“Hey Lieutenant, how about we untie the bitch’s hands instead? That way lard-ass can get a boner.”
“I don’t know, Sailor, I don’t want to do them any favors.”
“I understand, sir, but it would make the play more tantalizing.”
“Okay, Kieran, untie the bitch.”
Once her hands were free, Aaron pulled Martina into his arms and whispered, “Listen to me very carefully. I know this is very terrifying for you, and very degrading to have sex with these monsters watching.”
He rubbed her wrists and kissed her neck. “Nevertheless, please, will you do me a favor? Pretend that you and I are all alone and we’re at our favorite place, that private little meadow inside Central Park where we used to go every Saturday to talk.”
Aaron caressed her face and pushed her hair out of her eyes, kissing her forehead.
“Did you find me attractive, I mean before the beatings? Like I was on the show and in those magazines?”
Martina’s gaze never left Aaron’s. She reached up and caressed his face, and nodded in agreement.
“Good, because you’re beautiful. So, close your eyes and picture us in our special place, making love under the moonlight. I promise I’ll be gentle. Can you do this for me?”
Martina reached out and grasped his hands. She placed his right hand on her left breast, and his left hand near the apex of her thighs.
A low moan vibrated between Aaron’s lips as removed his hands to pull his friend onto his lap. Aaron found it strange not to be able to kiss Martina on the mouth, but adjusted by raining soft kisses on her still-closed eyelids and face. He caressed her tangled, dirty auburn hair. His lips found and caressed every inch of her silken flesh, suckling her nipples.
Aaron felt Martina relax under his touch. He knew by her body language that she had transported herself, as he had, to that meadow and was enjoying the experience of their lovemaking. She used her hands in kind, as she was not able to use her mouth to pleasure him as well. When he felt her frustrations wash over him, he calmed her by telling her to
pleasure him with her fingertips, because that’s all he needed.
This worked for a moment. Then they heard Daniel growl, “Oh come on you pussy, fuck her already. We want to see animalistic fucking, not a Sunday School play. Do it, or we’ll show you how it’s done.”
She tensed and began to pull away.
Aaron ignored Daniel’s aggression and guided his lover back to their peaceful fantasy. “That’s it, my love, concentrate on me, only me.”
Aaron pushed his fingers into her slick entry and thrust in and out gently. A muffled moan vibrated from behind Martina’s gag. The more he thrust, the more wet she became. Sensing their captors’ impatience, he thrust his arousal deep inside her. Another muffled moan told him he was on the right track.
Martina arched her back, wrapped her legs around Aaron’s waist, and caressed his face. Martina’s eyes never left her lover’s. Her hand continued down his entire length, tracing the fine lines of his sculpted form with her fingertips.
Aaron increased his momentum and when he felt the beginning of pleasurable desire mounting; he flipped her over onto her stomach and pushed her onto her legs. Aaron wished that he were alone with Martina, so he could savor the sight of her firm, plump behind, and caress her smooth skin before he thrust his length into her depths. However, he didn’t have that luxury.
His thrusts were less urgent. He wanted her to feel the full impact of their coupling. Aaron found her g-spot and grabbed onto it, thrusting faster and faster, until their orgasms tore through them like a lightning bolt. Her heat spasmed all around him and her screams vibrated from behind her gag.
Aaron wanted to savor the moment, but all too cruelly, Daniel tore her away from him and pushed her onto the floor.
“It’s about time. You fuck like a girl, lard-ass. Now, come here, baby, and let us show you how a man fucks. We’re going to make your eyes roll back in your head.”
“Just in case you’re thinking of saving her or doing something foolish like that, we’re going to cuff you to this beam, lover boy.” Daniel sauntered over to the group.
In no time Daniel had her on her knees and slammed his arousal into her tiny orifice. He thrust violently, his grip tight around her hair, the other meaty hand firmly on her hip to keep her from shifting on the floor.
While he was pounding against her pelvis, Brian was underneath her, forcing her to ride him as he slammed his cock deep inside her. Meanwhile, Steve and Kieran watched, anxious for their turn.
It was too much for Aaron to watch, but he forced himself to bear witness. If they got out of here, Daniel and his band of depraved bastards were going to pay. She may not have been able to speak, but fat tears flowed down her red cheeks as they continued to violate her.
When Daniel and Brian were done, Steve and Kieran took their places. “Can I remove her gag, boss? I want that little mouth on my Johnson. I want her to blow me while I fuck her mouth,” Kieran asked.
“No, I want the bitch quiet. You’ll have to find another way of getting your rocks off. Do what I did. Her ass is nice and wide now.” Daniel wiped the mixture of blood and juices of his flaccid member and got dressed.
Kieran didn’t enter her ass right away; he plunged three fingers into her and pumped them in and out. “Wow, you’re a slut. You’re ripe and ready for my Johnson, aren’t you?”
With those words, Kieran unmercifully slammed his extra-large member into her tender and broken anus. He wildly pounded his pelvis against her until he pulled out and showered her back and hair with his juices.
“Ahh, now that’s the stuff, lass! You’re one good fuck. Steve, how are you coming along?”
Steve gave his thumbs up as he continued to assault Martina’s pussy, his languid tongue stopping whenever she came close to orgasm and then starting again. He tortured her by denying her relief over and over again. Finally, when she reached her peak one more time, he bit down on her inner folds hard, drawing blood. As he peaked from his masturbation, he sprayed the hot seed into her bleeding wound.
She howled behind her gag, nearly choking herself.
Aaron struggled against his restraints. “You sick motherfucker, why did you do that?”
“Calm down, lard-ass, we’re done playing with the two of you for tonight. Don’t worry; we have more in store for you tomorrow,” Daniel threatened. “Steve, remove the tape and those French safes from her mouth. The whore has earned her breath back.”
Unceremoniously, Steve ripped the tape off her face and pulled the bundle of condoms from her throat. He dropped her to the ground.
Brian let Aaron out of his handcuffs. “There you go, lard-ass, go to your whore. We’ll leave you alone. See you in the morning.”
“By the way,” Brian continued, “the boss left you and the slut some food and water. There is a bathroom down the hall with a shower and some towels, so you guys can pretty up for the next round.” Letting loose a cackle, Brian followed behind his friends and slammed the door behind them.
Martina coughed and gasped for breath, her vision blurry with her tears of humiliation and agony. When she saw Aaron, she fell into his arms and wept.
Aaron had once again gone numb, but he knew that Martina was in too much agony to move. “I know you can’t walk, but we need to get to the bathroom to clean up and mend what we can. I need to stop your bleeding.”
“What about you, Aaron?” she whispered, her throat too raw to speak.
“I’ll be okay. Let’s clean up and see if there’s a first aid kit. I think I might have some broken ribs, so I won’t be able to carry you.”
Slowly and carefully, Aaron and Martina helped each other to their feet and they limped to the bathroom. Inside the tiny room, there was a toilet, a small shower, and a sink. To their relief, there was also a first aid kit with bandages, antibiotic cream, and scissors.
“It’s not much, but better than nothing. I guess the janitor doesn’t keep an eye on the supply. Come on, let’s shower first.”
Aaron helped Martina into the shower and stepped in behind her. “I hope you don’t mind, but I think we need to be in here together to help each other out. I hope you’re not shy.”
Aaron’s attempt at humor put a smile on his friend’s badly bruised and lacerated face. As the warm water fell upon their broken flesh, it felt soothing.
“You know I had fantasies about showering with you. I just wish it was under better circumstances.” Martina turned around to face Aaron and gave him a warm smile before pressing her lips to his.
“Mmm, so that’s what it’s like to kiss you. I love it, Aaron. Thank you for making me forget I was in hell as you made love to me. I never felt so loved, or so much joy.”
“I love you, Martina and I’d do anything, give anything if you were not dragged into this. I’d never hurt you, no matter what they say or do.”
“I know Aaron, I trust you.”
“I’m so sorry for not stopping them.”
Martina caressed Aaron’s face, stroking his features lovingly. “It’s not your fault. Daniel told me the reason why they kidnapped me.”
“If I hadn’t slept with his wife, neither one of us would be in this nightmare.”
“You didn’t know she was married. Far as you knew, she was a beautiful single woman who needed the comfort of your caring and gentle arms. In truth, can’t say that I blame her. I’d have jumped into bed with you too.”
“At least you’d have a bed to fall into.”
“Well, they’re gone now; and I know it’s not ideal, but you can hold me while we sleep. Later, when we make it out of here, take me to your place and make love to me all night.”
“That would be beautiful. Something to hang on to until this is over and we make it out of this alive.”
Aaron pressed his lips to hers and held her tight.
“I missed you so much, Aaron, I always regretted not staying in touch after college, but...”
“I know, and I’m to blame. I was so distraught from the senseless murder of my parents I became l
ost in myself. It took my love of acting for me to find myself again.”
“We’re together now, and in this moment, that’s all that matters.”
Martina cuddled up closer to Aaron as he pulled an old blanket over their naked bodies. Before Martina drifted off to sleep, she murmured, “Oh by the way, Aaron?”
“Yes, my love?”
“I know that you’re in love with me, today proved that, but I want you to know that I’m in love with you too.”
Chapter Twenty-Four: Lost and Found
Too soon the harsh daylight burst into the room, bringing the beasts with it, thirsty for more vengeance.
“Well, well, look what the headlines of this rag are trumpeting this morning!” Daniel announced as he threw a paper on the floor where Aaron’s head lay.
Wiping the sleep from his eyes, Aaron stared down at the headlines of the Los Angeles Gazette.
BELOVED TV ACTOR AND ADORED NOVELIST GO MISSING
Aaron Brooks, star of the highly successful vampire drama, Let There Be Blood and adored YA author, Martina Murphy, were reported missing last evening.
Aaron Brooks, 30, was reported missing by James Bishop, Executive Producer of the popular PT network show, when Mr. Brooks did not report to an early morning cast meeting and all attempts to locate the actor failed.
Martina Murphy, 30, was also reported missing by her roommate when Ms. Murphy did not return from a date the night before.
The investigators state that Brooks was last seen by an attendee of the charity Halloween party of the Let There Be Blood cast members held at the Shield Foster hotel last evening.
Murphy was last seen exiting the Bella Donna restaurant at approximately 11pm with a gentlemen a witness described as a tall, muscular man wearing a t-shirt, jeans and hiking boots.
A sketch composite of a familiar face was printed, alongside a line asking anyone who knew the man to contact the police to answer some questions.
“You kidnapped her from the restaurant? How fucking bold are you?”
“No, you dumbass, I was on a date with her.”
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