Their Broken Doll

Chapter 4

　　Erina

　　I watched him through lowered eyelashes as he undid the straps on the chair and finally I was allowed movement again. Still, I knew better to bolt. Instead I kept my head down until he gripped my chin up with the crook of his finger so he was staring into my eyes. His golden depths still glowed with a haze of hunger.

　　What he'd taken from me wasn't enough, not yet. "Yes, Master?" I whispered. I didn't want to die, and if calling him this and obeying him kept him from killing me, I'd do it. I hadn't escaped that heinous family of mine to just die. All I had to do was figure out what each one wanted from me, and do my best to be that. It was the best I could come up with overnight.

　　He didn't speak as he turned to the side and his pretty features arranged themselves into a deep scowl. "Alas, it looks like our time is cut short, Prey. I smell Lucas at my door. He'll fight me if I don't let him get to you soon." He paused and bent so our noses almost touched. "Stay here, if you move before I get back, I'll make sure you're punished."

　　I nodded and held tight to the armrests as he strode off to the door. I could breathe but for how long? My body ached where the electricity had arced through me. And Jack had been gentle with me, even I could tell that. I thought for sure his control would snap and he'd ram into me when he was rubbing himself against me.

　　I stayed silent as he returned with Lucas at his side. Jack gave me a smirk then nodded over to his brother. "Lucas will be taking care of you for awhile, Prey. I expect you to be on your best behavior, and remember what I told you." His eyes searched mine.

　　He was waiting.

　　"Yes, Master," I whispered. Lucas chuckled softly beside him.

　　The man walked over to me his long blonde braid swaying behind him until he crouched down to study me. "He made quite the mess, huh?" He glared over his shoulder at the other. "You're supposed to clean your toys when you're done with them."

　　Is that what he'd see me as? A toy?

　　"Jack, get me some water and some clean rags, now," he snapped over his shoulder.

　　Lucas smiled as he ran his fingertips down my arms letting his pads drift up until I shivered. I bit my lip to keep the giggle inside. Did it have to be so ticklish? Laughing was not going to keep me alive here.

　　"Ticklish?" Lucas questioned with a smile. He grabbed the basin that Jack handed over and taking the gray rag inside he dipped it into the water before running it over my arms and legs. I inhaled sharply as the soft cloth rubbed against my skin. The warmth made me smile for the first time since I'd been taken.

　　"You can get out of here now," Jack said with a pointed glare. "I have to get cleaned up myself."

　　"You'll wait," Lucas replied as he ran the rag up my legs, stopping at my thighs. My body quivered beneath his touch. What would it be like when he got to the truly messy parts of me? My thighs were still slick and even I could smell the scent I gave off. How much worse was it for wolves?

　　Jack sighed. "Whatever," he growled as he bent down and picked up his clothes. "Are the others up?"

　　Lucas swiped at my stomach now with the warmth stopping just before he got to the sticky mess that was my breasts. "Everyone is up and ready. Nicholas left for the appointment with Lucian. Who knows when he'll be back. He wasn't pleased about having to leave our little kitten here."

　　Kitten? Isn't this the one that said he wanted to pin me to a table? I swallowed, his hand roamed higher and my sticky thighs were finally cleansed.

　　Lucas chuckled. "You like that, Kitty?" he questioned. Rubbing the area again, slower this time as my eyes fluttered.

　　How could I be feeling something like that after what had just been done to me? "It's warm," I responded softly.

　　"What about the others?" Jack demanded his nostrils flaring.

　　This wasn't good. I'd planned on trying to handle them one-by-one. Not two on one like this. I was willing to change myself to whatever I needed but how could I handle this?

　　"Norman knows he'll be last today and is preparing his arsenal. Warren however is in the kitchen preparing a gourmet meal to feed to her before his turn."

　　I didn't know those two names. What kind of hells would they unleash on my body? But I knew better than to interrupt. Better to be quiet, to be the ever listening doll in the room. I'd survive this and that's all that mattered.

　　Lucas's hands groped my breast as he cleaned them. He didn't press it further, was he really just cleaning me? He'd glance up at me through his golden lashes, a soft smile twisting his lips. "Don't worry, we're not staying in here long. I've almost got you clean. Then you can rest in my room." He glanced at his brother again and that smile faded as he glared at the other. "Get her a robe. I'm not going to parade her around the house naked for the others to leer at."

　　Jack grumbled but got up and left the two of us alone as he went to find the aforementioned item.

　　"Kitten," he looked into my eyes again. Rubbing my wrist with his thumb. "I know you've probably had a hard day already. Please, come with me nice and easy and let yourself relax. I want to take care of you."

　　Tears sprang to my eyes at the warm words. No! I couldn't let myself cry. He reached out and wiped them away as he leaned over to check on the state of his brother. Had he just saved me? My heart thawed and I gave him a weak smile.

　　"There's my pretty kitten," he said with a smile as he finished cleaning me off and helped me to my feet. "Here." He wrapped the warm fuzzy robe that Jack gave him around my body and though it clung to my curves it was far better than being nude. "Jack, we'll see you at supper time. I expect you to actually be on time for once in your life."

　　Jack rolled his eyes but he continued to watch me until we exited his room. There was a fire in his eyes and I wasn't about to be burned.

　　"This way," Lucas encouraged as he led me through a labyrinth of halls and stairs. He paused before a long stairway and then we were in front of a heavy metal door. He pushed it open and we stepped into a room full of tables?

　　I wanted to turn around and look but kept my attention focused on the floor. My heart hammered as I glanced at the rows of seats and strings with, where those clothespins? They were just scattered around everywhere.

　　Lucas guided me to a large table and grabbing my hips he set me on the edge of it. "There you go, Kitten. You'll be safe inside here. None of the others ever come in when the screams start."

　　Wait, what did he say? My throat was dry and the tears stung the corners of my eyes again. No, whatever was going to happen, I had to keep my calm.

　　Lucas guided the robe from off my body and set it aside. Smiling at me again. This smile was a bit more curved than his previous ones. A hunger glistening in his eyes. "We don't want to get that messed up. We'll need it for your aftercare, Kitten."

　　Lucas moved around me guiding my body back onto the cold worn wood and strapping me down. He hummed as he worked and once all of my limbs were pinned and spread out, he pulled over one of those lines with the string of clothespins. What was he going to do with that?

　　"We'll start slow, Kitten. I want to give you time to really appreciate all of this." He reached over, opening the pin he placed it just below my breast on my side. I winced but the fear was worse than the actual little pinch. A shot was worse than this. "Good girl," he whispered as he licked his lips and watched the pin bob as I breathed. "Let's go for another."

　　This time he approached me from the side and kept his eyes locked on my face. He opened the next pin and placed it on the skin right beside my n****e.

　　I couldn't stop the gasp that escaped me and Lucas chuckled as he stroked my hair. "I'm sorry, Kitten, but when you make a sound, that means I get to give you a punishment."

　　I swallowed as I did my best to prepare myself. No matter what he was going to do, I would not break.