EroticReverie

Eve

Down in the basement, the brunette is strapped to the table, the cold metal table that I know all too well. The redhead head, is in the cage, covered in Ryder and Lazarus's piss and cum. 

I watched them both with the girls upstairs, still not able to accept what I'd done, how I'd fisted my fingers in the redheads hair and fucked her mouth without a second thought. So close to my orgasm, not caring how wrong it was. But the guilt was flooding through me now. The shame of what I was being made to do. Did they know I wasnt like these men? Did they know I was  victim just as much as they were? That I too was just trying to live? 

The brunette is screaming as Ryder fucks her, his knife choosing random spots to slash, dozens of thin red lines mark her abdomen, her thighs...her breasts. Lazarus is jerking off, grinning like a sick fuck , eyes widening with delight each time blood is drawn. 

"I cant wait to kill you" Lazarus, groans, jerking himself off near her body, his finger scratching at one of the cut, prying it open, making her bleed more, laughing as she screams, her red headed friend sobbing in the cage, shivering, her head turned, flinching at every scream. 

"Let Eve decorate her." Malachi says, holding me on his hip, my wet pussy pressed against his expensive suit as he holds me in the way he always does. Walking me over he looks to Ryder.

"Give Eve the knife." Malachi says, Ryder groaning loudly. 

"Here baby...make me proud" he says handing me the knife. My lip trembling as I reach out and take it. 

"Anywhere you want baby....pick a spot and make her bleed" Ryder groans.

I look at Malachi, my blue eyes fucking pleading with intense green ones. 

"Be a good girl." he whispers. Kissing my forehead. "I want you to make three cuts....one for me...one for Ryder...one for Lazarus....show us how grateful you are to us." he says and then sets me down. 

My barefeet against the cold basement cement floor as I hold the knife, already dripping with her blood, my hand shaking. Lazarus looking at me from the other side of the table. 

"Do it ... make mine a stab." he grins. 

I wince, turning my head.

"Eeeve" Malachis voice rings low behind me, his hands on my shoulders. 

"Don't make me angry pet." he says, thumbs rubbing my shoulders.

"Do this for me pet....for us. Show me how much you love me Eve....show me what my pet will do for me." he says, kissing the top of my head. 

"Or would you rather I punish you?" he threatens and I close my eyes, looking to the girl in front of me. But I don't look at her face. I can't. I look at the marks already criss crossing all over, some short and small, some a bit deeper, or longer, the one Lazaraus toys with , skin peeled at the wound, raw skin bright red and bleeding. 

"Mine can be small." Ryder says. My eyes lifting to his. 

"To get you started." he says. I dont understand how the nicest thing he's said to me, can still be so fucked up. A small mercy maybe, a favor for a favor, when I didnt tell on him for the way he bit my nipple hard at the breakfast table this morning, when Malachi had told him to be gentle. Was this his fucked up way of thanking me? For keeping a secret from his "Master" ? 

I nod once. Malachi's hands sliding over my shoudler to my neck , lightly closing around them, not squeezing at all, making me wear his hands like a necklace. 

"alright.....one small one to start.." he says. "Go on pet." 

My hand shakes as I lift it, bringing the knife to her skin, choosing her stomach, hoping it wont hurt her too much. The table is rocking from how hard Ryder is fucking her. He groans, my hand hesitating. Ryder slows, reaches over her, taking my hand. My eyes flicking to his, but he just licks his lips and helps me lower the blade, pressing it to her skin. I wince, tears in my eyes, silently crying as his hand drags mine gently, my head turning. 

Malachi's hand turns my head back. "Watch yourself do it Eve. Dont deny yourself the reward of watching them bleed for you." 

His dick is hard against my back, his hands still on my throat, he groans as I watch, Ryder's hand lifting, three inches of skin, lighting up bright red as the fresh slice is given, and the girl screams into her gag. 

"Very good." Malachi says. My eyes going to Ryder and he nods once. 

"I want to kiss her." Ryder pants. 

Malachi grumbles. 

"I want to thank her for it Mal!" he growls. 

Malachi gently slides his hands from my neck. 

"Whatever then. Let Ryder thank you." he says and I swallow, tears streaming down my cheeks and I walk over to Ryder. Who gives the girl on the table a moment of mercy, his heavy cock bobbing as he turns, walking to me, taking my face in his hands, leaning down, and putting his mouth on mine. 

It's not hard. It's nothing like the other kisses he's forced on me. It's not even Ryder. It feels like someone else, as his breath huffs through his nose and he groans. His mouth moves again and again over mine, a low groan from his throat vibrates up into his mouth and over mine, his tongue slipping over my lips, and they part for him. When I open my mouth to him, he groans, my tongue finding his, and I hate the confusion that comes with how he kisses me. How it makes me dumbly think that somewhere inside of these monsters, maybe they had it in them to be gentler, to be normal. I hate that my tongue and my mouth like this kiss, I hate that my toes curl against the floor and my nipples perk, my core aching for more than a kiss. I was breaking, they were breaking me. I knew it, but couldnt stop it from happening. They were manipulating my mind, and I knew it, and I cant stop my mind from clinging to the possibility that these fucking rapists and murderers might actually learn to be human. 

Ryders hands are careful as they slide down my face, down my chest, cupping my breasts softly, tweaking my hard nipples as I allow my mouth to continue to follow the lead of his.

"Ryder's gonna steal your pet Malachi" Lazarus chuckles. 

Malachi growls, my elbow grabbed, and I'm yanked from Ryder. 

"That's enough." Malachi grumbles, my eyes on Ryder's as he looks at me, licking his lips, his hand dropping to his cock, stroking it as he looks at me. I swallow hard. My eyes flicking down, to his hand, the length of him being pumped through his fist. 

Lazarus laughs. 

"Oh, she wants more..." Lazarus laughs. "Ryder hypnotized your pet" 

My eyes flick up to Ryder's and he grins slightly. Malachi yanks my gaze from Ryders, his hands grabbing my face and I gasp as I look up at him. 

"You're mine" He growls angrily. 

I nod quickly. "I'm yours." I agree. 

"I'm yours Master...I love you...I'm yours" I reassure him as he snarls. Looking over to Ryder and then to Lazarus who is cackling. 

"She's lyin...she's Ryders too.....she wants his cock Mal" Lazarus instigates.

"Shut the fuck up Laz" Ryder says. "You're just angry you fucking disgust her cause you only wanna fuck her cunt if it's cold" 

"fuck you!" Lazarus says and Malachi groans and I just place my hands on his chest. His eyes coming back to mine. 

"I love you." I whisper to him, pleading with him, hoping he forgets why the two fuckwit pyschos int he room are arguing with each other. 

Malachi dips down, and he kisses me soft, just like Ryder did. 

"Don't you ever kiss him like that again" he warns and I nod.

"I promise...I only did what I thought you wanted me to do..I'm sorry." I say, which is half true. I'd only been doing what he wanted. 

"She's got two more cuts to make" Lazarus reminds Malachi. 

"Fuck off" Malachi snarls and then is picking me up, hitching me to his hip and kissing my head. 

"Pet is done." Malachi says. 

"What the fuck!?" Lazarus kicks the table, Ryder laughing and then drilling himself back into the brunette. My eyes are on Ryder's , he's grinning at me, licking his lips as Malachi holds me, arguing with Laz. 

I watch as Ryder slows, fucking the girl on the table much differently now. Slow, gentle, his hands on her hips, as he eyes me, and he doesn't need to tell me, to say it out loud. That's what he wants to do to me. He wants to fuck me the way he's fucking her. At least...right now...that's what he wants to do...I remind myself. How much him and Laz had hurt me when Malachi had let them punish me. 

"this is you" he mouths the words to me, biting his lip, reaching down, and I watch his thumb stroke the brunettes clit as he slowly fucks her, his cock slipping out and back in slowly, my core clenching. Lazarus still bitching to Malachi, saying I owe him a cut too. 

Ryder's eyes roll back slightly, as I don't peel my eyes away, looking down to where he holds the girl with one hand, his thumb still stroking her clit, rubbing circles, her body arching as she cries. 

A second later, Malachi is stroming from the room with me , Lazarus kicking the table and yelling, I listen to the red heads screams as the cage clangs, and I wince, listening to her kick and scream as Malachi takes me upstairs. All the way to his room, before sitting me on the bed. Scowling as he undresses, nostrils flaring, fuming as he finally strips the last of his clothes.

"Take your fucking clothes off." he snarls walking over to me, hang on his cock as he strokes it. I  immediately remove my top and push my skirt down and sit back on the bed. 

"Are you..." I shut up. I dont dinish my words, shaking my head as I just look at him. 

"Talk." he says. Allowing me the rare chance. 

"I...I don't need to. I'm sorry." I say quietly, his nostrils flaring.

"Talk..what do you want to say to me?" he growls. 

"I..." I stutter. "I...I.." I shake with fear.

"I just...are you....are you going to still be gentle with me tonight?" I ask, my eyes pleading with him. His brows draw together.

"Will you love me more if I am?" he asks. 

"I'll love you either way." I lie. "But...I do like it better when you're nice to me...when you're gentle with me...i don't like when you make it hurt." 

His nostrils flare.

"do you love him too? Ryder?" he asks and I just blink. 

"I...not the way I love you." I say, not sure how to answer. 

"Do you want me to love him the way I love you?" I ask. 

"No." he says. 

I nod. "Then I wont." 

"You enjoyed that kiss." He says, spreading my legs, and I swallow. 

"yes." I answer honestly. 

He huffs. "He can't make you feel like I do Eve." 

I shake my head. "I know that." 

"Nobody gets to have your love but me...do you understand?" he growls. 

I nod. "Yes Master." 

"No more kissing him. Ever." he snarls. 

"Yes master" I answer. 

"You're mine." Malachi growls again. 

I nod. "I'm yours....make love to me." I breathe softly.

"I want you inside of me Malachi...only you." I say and he takes a deep breath.

"And you mean it?" he asks, grabbing my hips, drawing me to the edge of the bed and I nod up at him as I lay on my back, legs spread.

"yes" I answer. "I want you to make love to me....be gentle with me tonight...please..." I whisper and he groans. 

"Would you rather go to sleep?" he asks. 

I blink up at him. "What?" 

"If i let you go to sleep...instead of making love to you....would that make you happy?" he asks. I swallow. 

"I....I want to make you happy Malachi." I say. 

"I'll make love you then.....just once....i'll be quick....then you can sleep." he says and I nod.

"Okay." I say quietly.

"I'll be gentle." he says. His green eyes looking down at me and I nod. 

"Thank you Master"