“I’m fine.” Amy said, coldly. At this point Amy was just confused and lost. She knew the push pull game of Lia all to well. Her being horrible then being sweet, acting as though she never did anything wrong. Almost like she had split personalities.
“Let me make you feel better.” Lia said with a sweet seductive smile. Amy leaned back as Lia slowly started kissing her. Amy for a moment allowed herself to feel something as she leaned back, letting Lia seduce her, like she was used to. Lia gently started rubbing Amy’s breast as she kissed her. Amy saw a tear forming on Lia’s face as Lia continued kissing her. The guys looked on excitedly as Lia kissed and rubbed the bruised and battered Amy. Amy just seeming to accept it as Lia slowly started kissing Amy’s neck. She kissed around behind Amy’s ear, trapping her sensitive earlobe between her canines and nibbling on her ear softly. “I love you Amy Amy.” Lia whispered in her ear. Amy let out a soft moan as she Lia nibbled on her earlobe, knowing that was one of Amy’s spots. Lia raised her knee, pressing it against Amy’s cunt. The blood leaking from Amy’s ass mixed with the cum dripping out of her cunt lubricated Lia’s knee. She gently rubbed Amy’s pussy as she’d done many times before. In this sexual relationship, Lia was always the aggressor, not only because she was the one who saw Amy that way but because Amy had always been submissive to Lia. Lia knew that Amy would do anything for her, that Amy would probably even die for her and until recently she believed that Amy was completely loyal to her. That changed when Amy ratted her out to the cops on a drug deal she was trying to make. Lia got off, but the dope boy, Amy’s ex-husband’s brother, got arrested. Since Lia had turned once before she was in a lot of trouble, so Lia did the only thing that she could do. She told them that it was Amy who narc’d her out. That action was what caused this whole situation. The truth was that Lia’s ex-boyfriend narc’d her out, but she decided to keep him out of it, not wanting him to be involved with these people. But although she knew they where going to hurt Amy, she wanted to be involved, not just to sate her desire to inflict suffering on Amy, but also to keep them from hurting her too bad. Lia, rubbed Amy softly before sliding down, rubbing and kissing the scrapes on Amy’s breast. Amy’s nipples started to harden as Lia’s lips softly wrapped around them. She gently started suckling Amy’s pale pink nipples, blowing hard on her moist nipples sending sweet chills through Amy’s body. Amy’s natural moisture started mixing with the cum already inside of her as her body began to succumb to Lia’s manipulations. Amy gasped softly as Lia’s small hands slid down her body then slowly between her moist cunt, replacing her knee. Lia expertly began rubbing Amy’s clit, stroking it and rubbing it just as she’d learned from years before. Amy’s body was again shaking, for now it was just her and Lia, no one else. Lia doing what she could to try to make up for hurting Amy, like she always did. Lia pressed her tiny fingers into Amy’s hungry cunt. Immediately her pussy clamped down around Lia’s small, probing fingers. She used her thumb to continue rubbing Amy as she slowly probed for her cousin’s g-spot. Upon finding it, Lia’s pace changed. She started rubbing Amy’s g-spot vigorously. Amy’s body started bucking and trembling as Lia continued thrusting her fingers into Amy’s now sopping wet cunt, Lia’s eye still locked firmly on Amy’s face as it twisted with pleasure. Lia leaned down and pressed her wet lips up Amy’s as she gasped. Their tongues seductively danced inside of each other’s mouths as Amy’s body trembled in orgasmic pleasure. Lia slowly pulled her fingers from the clutch of Amy’s spasming cunt and slowly brought them to her face. Lia quickly stood up, a disgusted look spread across her face as she glanced down at her knee, which was covered in the same pinkish liquid as her fingers. “Oh my god, you’re fucking disgusting!” Lia said looking hatefully down at Amy who sat at the very edge of orgasm. “You fucking floed all over my fucking leg you dirty fucking cunt!” Lia screamed. Kicking at Amy violently. The bald man giggled to himself, knowing it was more likely the blood from Amy’s sliced anus that made it look like she’d menstruated on Lia’s knee.
“I….I didn’t…” Amy stammered, her orgasm quickly fading as Lia stormed away.
“Put that filthy fucking animal back in her goddamn cage!” Lia raged as she walked off. The bald guy smiled down at Amy who laid on the ground frustrated and sad. For a moment Lia was the girl she loved again, but as quickly as it came on, it vanished just like that. The bald man grabbed Amy by her arm and lifted her up, the guy with the fauxhawk watched intently his gun trained expertly on Amy as the bald guy took her to her cage and attached the collar around her throat. After exiting the cage, he disappeared for a moment returning with a water hose. Amy’s eyes widened as he turned it on full blast. The ice cold water bit into Amy as she was blasted backward by the intense pressure of the hose. Only the chain attached to her neck kept her from banging painfully against the cage. Amy screamed as the pressurized cold water blasted her sensitive body. He sadistically sprayed Amy for a full 5 minutes, ensuring he got every inch of her body before finally stopping. Amy’s body was practically numb as she laid on the ground shivering. Amy thought of pleading her case, perhaps these men didn’t know anything about her. That she had a family beyond Lia, that she was a mother with young children that needed her. Despite those thoughts entering her head, she’d lost all hope of finding any kindness in this place. Perhaps only brief moments of pity from Lia was the most she believed she could expect at this point and she knew even those would be fleeting.
After insuring that everything was secure, the two men turned the lights out and exited the room, leaving Amy alone, naked, trapped, nothing but darkness surrounding her. Occassionally she’d hear scampering and the squeaks of rats running around She couldn’t see anything but she could hear them in the dark searching. Despite her tiredness the idea of rats being all around her, easily being able to get into her cage made her way too tense to sleep. Even when she dozed off, every little squeak would wake her. By morning time Amy was even more of a wreck than she was when they’d left her. As much as she knew that she’d likely be tortured, she couldn’t help but be alittle excited when she heard footsteps enter the room. The lights came on and Amy quickly looked around, expecting to see mice scattering. Instead, nothing but a clean concrete floor. She glanced around the room finally noticing several small speakers. She wanted to say something, make some kind of comment about her figuring out their little game, give herself some sort of victory, no matter how small, but instead, she decided to keep quiet, comforted by the fact that when it was time to rest, she’d have nothing to worry about.
Amy’s ex-husband John walked in. He smiled looking at his naked ex-wife collared and trapped in a cage. “Hey baby.” He said carrying a tray with food on it. It looked to be all of Amy’s favorite breakfast foods. He sat it just outside of the cage, before he pulled out his cock. He vigorously started jerking himself off. Amy could feel her stomach rumbling. She didn’t know how long it had been since she’d last eaten. All she knew was that she was starving.
“John, please. Let me go. My uncle will be looking for me, you know that. I’ll be declared missing and then what. The first person they’ll look at is you and your brother.” Amy said, trying to reason with him. “If you let me go I swear I won’t say anything.” Amy said. He smiled down at her. “You’re not missing, you just ran away. You and your “friend” that you were supposed to be staying with had a blow out. You said that it wasn’t safe to come back and that you’d text him as soon as you figured something out. You’ve been texting him every so often just to let him know you’re okay.” he said, taking particular joy in Amy’s hopes being dashed. “You’re mine until I get tired of you.” he said before continuing his business. He seemed to be even more aroused by crushing Amy’s hopes than he was by him stroking himself. He let out a loud moan as cum sprayed onto Amy’s food. He squeezed every single drop of cum he had into Amy’s breakfast before sliding the paper plate into the cage. Amy stared hatefully at him, then at the plate, then at him again.
“If you don’t eat it, you won’t get anything else today.” he warned staring at Amy intently. Amy’s stomach growled violently as the smell of the food enticed her, but her pride wouldn’t allow her to eat it. She grabbed the plate and started as though she was going to eat it before she suddenly flung the plate full of cum filled food right into her ex-husband’s face. “You fucking bitch, I’m gonna rip your goddamn head off.” He raged as he stood infront of the cage. He grabbed the bars, shaking them violently as he stared at Amy. It quickly became obvious to Amy that he didn’t have a key. Amy smiled in delight. Although her body cursed her for her actions, she had gotten her victory for the day. He hurried up the stairs stomping angrily as he left. Amy couldn’t help but laugh. She knew she’d pay for it eventually, but for now victory was hers. It took another twenty minutes before her ex-husband flanked by the four men who had brutalized and nearly killed her before. He smiled sadistically at her as he came back down. This time she saw that he had a key. “I’m gonna fuck you up tonight bitch. You’re gonna wish we’d killed you.” he said unlocking the door to the cell. The large black man who Amy had kicked in the balls earlier walked into the cell. Amy stared at him hatefully as her food quickly smashed against his crotch once again. This time it was Amy who cried out in pain. There was blood dripping from her foot. A smile crossed the large man’s face.
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