“You bitch!” He screamed clutching his shoulder trying to pull the knife out. I darted around him and raced outside back into the cold.
Screaming with rage, Ayden came racing after me. Spinning around I saw the glint of the knife in his hand. I screamed as loud as I could praying that someone or something would hear me.
A razor sharp pain hit me in my leg. I fell face first down into the snow realizing that Ayden had sliced me on the back of my knee with the knife. The cut was deep and I couldn’t move. Scrambling to get away in the icy deep snow, I fell again.
“Princess!” Ayden grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder.
Kicking at him with my good leg, he merely ignored my protests. He carried me all the way back to the house.
“Now, Daddy has something for Princess to make her feel better.” With that, he plunged a needle into a small vial then pressed into my arm. Mercifully, I passed out.
Ash
Just as Sal promised, the app traced Ayden’s location. The GPS led me to a remote location approximately four hours north of Manhattan deep in the Adirondack Mountains. Checking the GPS, the coordinates indicated he was at a house down this long winding road.
As I came to the end of it, I saw a sleek black Mercedes parked out front. Didn’t Amber say that Ayden had a Mercedes at one time? I couldn’t recall. Removing my Kimber from the glove box, I ensured it was loaded and the safety off.
Taking a deep breath, I slipped out of my car quietly. I surveyed the large dilapidated building. It looked as though it had been built around the turn of the century. The shutters were falling off and some of the upstairs windows were broken. The roof was partially collapsed in the rear of the home. The house was surrounded by woods save for the small gravel road. There were no other homes for miles. It certainly was the perfect place to hold someone captive.
Or kill someone.
Night was beginning to fall as I darted up to the house. I had my cell phone on me and Sal knew exactly where I was. He insisted that I wait for him to accompany me out here, but I couldn’t wait. As soon as I knew where Amber was, I had to get to here as fast as I could.
I walked around the house looking in windows. The home looked unoccupied. There were boxes everywhere and the furniture that was left was old and covered in inches of dust. There were no lights on inside.
Stepping around to the back of the house, I was beginning to wonder if I had the right coordinates.
Suddenly, I heard muffled cries. Then a loud male voice screaming.
I shuddered. It was Amber. I knew it was!
Scrambling around the house, I looked for a way inside that wouldn’t attract attention. I caught sight of two small rectangular windows near the edge of the house.
Falling to my knees, I looked inside. Gripping my gun tightly, I stood poised if Ayden saw me. Peering through the window, I saw Amber tied to a chair. She was wearing a short pale blue dress. Her hair was disheveled and her face was streaked with dirt. Ayden stood over her shirtless his huge muscles flexing. I caught sight of one of the many tattoos on his arms. ‘Forever Amber’. I leaned back feeling nauseated.
My God, what did he want?
Amber
My leg ached where Ayden had sliced me with the knife. To his credit, he doctored my wound well wrapping it carefully in a gauze bandage. It had been so reassuring as I was certain he didn’t want to kill me if he took such care to see that I didn’t get an infection. I didn’t think he meant to cut me.
“See now, Princess, Daddy took good care of you. Daddy didn’t mean to cut you.” Ayden planted a kiss on my forehead.
“Here, Daddy brought you a present. I want you to put this on.” Ayden held out a beautiful pale blue short dress. It was slightly different from the usual little girl outfits he used to bring me. There was no lace on it.
“I’ll help you, Princess.” He brought my bound wrists around undoing them quickly enough to slip my arms through it. As he untied me, I thought about trying to escape, but the wound to my leg was too severe for me to fight anymore. Sadly, I allowed him to bind my wrists tightly again with the rope.
“God, Princess, you look amazing in that. Blue was always your color. Now Daddy is very pleased with you.” I watched Ayden as he turned back to his table. His shoulders were as broad as Ash’s. I couldn’t imagine what he was doing though.
“Since the branding didn’t go so well last time, I thought this would be a better idea.”
Horrified, I watched as he brought out a tattoo gun.
“Now, Daddy, is going to give Princess her very own special mark. It will be absolutely beautiful on you. Then everyone will know you’re mine.”
My head was spinning. I felt faint.
Ayden grabbed me and stood me up. He walked me over to a special chair that would hold my legs wide open. As he pushed me down into it, he locked my legs in place.
Now I was completely helpless. Sobbing, I begged him to stop before he really hurt me.
“Daddy, please. Can’t you just put it on my arm?” My lower lip quivered in the sexy pout I knew he liked.
Ayden shook his head.
“No, Princess, it has to be where everyone who sees will know who you belong to.”
I gulped.
“Your cunt will proclaim that you’re Daddy’s Girl now and forever.” With that, he bent to kiss my spread open pussy.
He was going to tattoo my lips! Immediately, vomit rose in my throat. I swallowed the bitter liquid down.
“Daddy, please don’t. Please. Princess will be good, I promise. I will stay with Daddy forever!” I pleaded as tears flowed down my face.
“Oh, Princess, I told you what that does to me.” He grabbed his hard cock through his pants.
“Keep crying. It will make this even hotter.”
Oh, God, where was Ash?
Seventeen
Ash
Perspiration ran down my chest, I quickly stripped my shirt off as I placed the gun by my side. I looked this way and that looking for something to pry open the window.
Now Ayden had Amber bound to a chair with her legs wide open. She was crying hysterically as he was saying something to her in a voice so low I had to strain to hear.
“Now, Princess, Daddy is going to make your little pussy so pretty. See, I’ll put some ice on your lips so it doesn’t sting so bad.”
I saw Ayden move over to an old beat up freezer and retrieve a small bucket.
What the hell was he doing?
His hand pulled out a few ice cubes and pressed them to Amber’s pussy. She cried out. I wanted to kick the glass out and storm in and shoot him right there.
But Amber was in the way.
I raced back to the old shed I’d passed on the way in. The darkness of night was closing in and I could barely see anything. I began to throw things around hunting for something to pry that window open.
I heard a bloodcurdling scream from inside the house.
Oh my God, Amber!
I was just going to have to shoot my way in, I thought. Just then, I found a long black crowbar.
Grabbing it, I raced back to the house.
Throwing myself down to the ground, I sank into the cold, wet snow. I saw Amber crying and Ayden bending over her.
With a tattoo gun in his hand.
I nearly screamed myself when I saw where he was going to put that tattoo. I had to get in there now!
Fuck this! I was going in now.
I smashed the window open leaping through it.
Both Ayden and Amber whipped their heads in my direction. Ayden looked completely shocked for a moment holding the tattoo gun in mid-air. Amber sobbed wiggling about in the chair.
“Well, well, look who decided to join us. Welcome Ash, I was just about to brand your girlfriend’s sweet pussy with my own mark.” Ayden wickedly grinned.
“Drop it, Ayden. NOW!” I retrieved the gun from the back of my pants. To show him I meant business, I cocked the gun and aimed it directly at his head.
> “I will when I’m finished,” he growled bending his head down toward Amber’s pussy.
Taking careful aim not to hit Amber, I fired a warning shot over his head. Ayden looked up in surprise dropping the tattoo gun.
Quickly, Ayden recovered and wrapped his arm around Amber’s throat.
“Don’t move one inch further, Ash. I’ll break her fucking neck.”
Amber screamed.
“Ash, help me!”
Still holding the gun, I tried my best not to tremble. I knew that Ayden was savage and capable of most anything. I had to distract him somehow.
“Ayden, what the hell is this all about? If you want Amber back, why are you trying to hurt her?”
Ayden threw back his head laughing.
“Oh, Ash, it’s not Amber this time. I don’t need that dirty slut in my life anymore. No, Ash, this is about YOU.”
As I kept him talking, I slowly inched closer. Amber was nearly in arm’s reach.
“Why, Ayden? Who am I to you? I don’t even know you.”
Ayden laughed maniacally. In a flash, he reached behind him and pulled out a long hunting knife. It was huge over a foot long and serrated on one side with a razor sharp tip. He held it to Amber’s throat.
“Ash, please.” She pleaded her voice a raspy whisper. I feared he’d cut her as she was shaking so hard.
“Amber, it’s okay.” I tried to reassure her.
“No, it’s not okay, Princess,” he said, pounding the word for emphasis.
“Ayden, who am I to you?” I demanded as I stood still pointing the gun at him.
“Drop the fucking gun, Ash. NOW! Unless you want to see this pretty Princess’s throat cut.” He tightened his grip on the knife.
“Okay, okay. Just don’t hurt Amber. Leave her out of this.”
“Drop it, Ash.”
Reluctantly, I lowered the gun placing it on the floor. I had to get that knife out of his hand and away from Amber.
“Now, kick it to the corner.”
I did as he instructed. Just what the hell was Ayden talking about? I didn’t know him except as Amber’s crazy ex and as the guy who bashed my car the other night.
All of a sudden, I was confused. If that was Ayden the other night, how was he not at least severely injured? His car had plowed into that median going at least forty miles an hour.
“How is it you aren’t hurt from the other night on the highway? When you rear ended my car?”
Ayden pivoted laughing. He held the knife up drilling its’ sharp point into his own finger seemingly oblivious to the blood dripping from it.
“Oh yes, Ash, that wasn’t me, I’m afraid. That was my associate. He was doing a favor to me keeping an eye on you two.”
“But I saw you in the car! I know I did!” I recalled seeing him as he had tried to run me over.
He shook his head.
“Well, he wasn’t supposed to do that. Good help is hard to find. Guess I should spend a little more when hiring someone to do a job for me.”
I backed away from Ayden as he inched closer to me. Amber sat quietly seemingly in shock.
“He’s dead?”
Ayden nodded laughing.
“Not much of a loss, really. He was some ex-con I met in prison. No, Ash, it’s time the two of us talked. That’s why I brought you both here. I knew you wouldn’t listen to me, but if I brought sexy Amber here you would.”
I nodded casting a quick glance at my gun in the corner. It was only a few feet away.
Slowly, Ayden moved the knife back to her throat.
“Good job. Now, why don’t we talk about this hot little slut here first. Look at her, Ash, have you ever seen tits like this?” Ayden’s hand cupped one of her breasts squeezing it.
“The first time I saw her outside of your office I knew I had to have her. Fucking sexy as hell she is. Those tits, those legs, that ass…” he murmured.
Outside my office?
I thought Amber had met him before she worked for me.
“Mmmm…look at that. A lot more than a handful, don’t you think?” Ayden held Amber’s breast laughing as Amber wiggled in the chair.
I felt sick and helpless as I watched him fondle her.
“Ayden, stop it,” I ordered.
“Noooo, Ash, I’m just getting started. Now, let’s look at this amazing little cunt of hers.” Ayden took the point of the knife and raised her dress so that I could see her pussy spread wide open.
“Mmmm…have you tasted her yet, Ash? That’s one sweet little pussy. I can’t tell you how many times she’s sat on my face. She squirts too, Ash. Did you know that? Why, just today she opened her sweet cunt to me. She sat down right on my face. I licked her and licked her. She came all over my face.”
I nearly vomited as he traced the finger of one hand over her pussy. He spat on his fingers and rubbed her pussy. Amber squirmed against his touch. I couldn’t stand it any longer. I braced myself to charge him.
“Stop it, Ayden!” I warned.
Ignoring me, he continued to fondle Amber slipping his finger into her pussy then deliberately shoving it into his mouth sucking her juices from his finger.
My blood boiled.
“Did you know, Ash, that she’s fucked two guys at once? Double penetration….she fucking loved it! She had two cocks, one stuffed in each hole. If you’re up for it, maybe the two of us can double team her right now. Rumor has it you have a huge cock just like me.”
The thought made me gag. I took a deep breath mentally preparing myself to charge him.
Ayden undid the binds on Amber’s ankles and wrists. She looked at me with her eyes pleading.
“Get on your fucking knees, Amber. I want to show Ash something.” He pushed the knife to her side as she quickly got onto her hands and knees in the seat of the chair.
As the dress she was wearing was quite short, I could easily see her bare bottom.
“Look at that, Ash. Have you ever seen such a tight pink asshole before? I took her ass cherry, Ash. Tightest hole I’ve ever fucked.” Ayden ran one hand over her ass.
“Spread your fucking ass open for him, Princess.” He prodded her with the knife to her throat.
Shaking violently, Amber reached her hands back to pull her ass cheeks wide open revealing her tight pink asshole to me.
“Have you fucked this asshole yet, Ash?” Ayden rubbed his finger over it.
“Now turn back over, Princess.”
Amber turned around and sat back down in the chair. Without taking his eyes off me for a moment, he quickly bound her ankles again, but left her wrists loose.
I had had enough. Leaning forward, I rested all my weight on one foot. If I charged him with my shoulder, I might be able to knock the knife out of his hand.
“She’s a terrific little cocksucker. Open your mouth, Princess, and show Mr. Blackthorne what a pretty little mouth you have. She’s a total cumslut too, Ash. She’ll lap your come up like it was ice cream.” Ayden pulled her mouth open with one hand as Amber rolled her head from side to side.
I couldn’t listen to his twisted ramblings one more minute! Roaring like an animal, I charged him throwing all my weight behind me. Stunned, Ayden crashed to the floor as we grappled over the knife.
Amber screamed as we rolled around the floor. I fought him for leverage and won. I punched him as hard as I could in the face. I kept throwing blows at him.
But Ayden was remarkably strong. He bucked me off like I was weightless. I fell back to the floor and scrambled toward my gun.
“Not so fast.” Ayden screamed as he grabbed me by the back of my head. He threw his ham sized fist into my face. All I could see was stars.
Amber
“Ash!” I screamed as Ayden and Ash rolled around on the concrete floor trying to grab the knife. Quickly, I reached down to un-cuff my ankles and tried to stand up. Immediately, I collapsed as the injury to the back of my knee wasn’t allowing me to walk.
Ash was on top of Ayden slamming his fists into Ayden’
s face over and over again. Ayden’s eyes became swollen as blood dripped from his nose and mouth.
Spying the gun in the corner, I crawled toward it. The pain from the cut in my leg was excruciating.
Suddenly, just as my fingers curled around the gun, I heard Ash scream. Ayden was on top of him smashing his fists down into Ash’s face. Ayden turned to grab the knife and sat poised to stab him.
Without any hesitation, I grabbed the gun and fired. Ayden dropped the knife whipping his head around.
“Get off of him, NOW, Ayden!” I screamed still lying on my side holding the gun. Ayden let Ash go and he fell limp to the floor. Blood oozed from the sides of his mouth.
My God, had Ayden killed him? I saw blood on the tip of the knife.
Still pointing the gun at Ayden, I struggled to my feet holding onto the table next to me to stand.
“Amber! I didn’t hurt him. Not really! Come on, Princess, put the gun down.” Ayden reached towards me. His face was bloody and his eyes terribly swollen. He no longer looked handsome to me. His eyes no longer resembled Ash’s.
Now his eyes only reflected evil.
“Get in that fucking chair now, Ayden!” I ordered.
Ayden laughed.
“Topping me from the bottom now, are you? Princess, you’re a terrible shot. You can’t even walk.”
I cocked the gun and fired another shot missing his shoulder by less than an inch.
Ayden’s face paled. He moved slowly towards the chair he’d had me sitting in.
“Sit down!” I ordered him. I discovered I could walk by hopping on one leg. I kept the gun on him every second.
Slipping into the chair, he sat watching me.
“Don’t you fucking move!” I screamed.
Keeping the gun on him, I knelt by Ash’s side. I wiped the blood from the side of his mouth. Tenderly, I touched his wrist checking his pulse. It was strong. Thank God, he was alive. I noticed he had a small stab wound that was bleeding freely on his right shoulder. I had to stop the bleeding now. Sitting the gun down, I whipped off the short dress I was wearing to press onto Ash’s wound. Tears dripped down from my face onto his. I brushed the hair back from his face and kissed his bruised lips.
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