Chapter Thirty Five

Roughly I was rolled over on my stomach against the knarled wooden floor, then a knee was held in my back and a crushing weight bared down on me. I struggled to breathe, then my worse fear came true as I felt penetration to my back passage, it wasn't skin, but a cold object. It was rammed in over and over. The pain seared. Threw my body, tears stung my eye's, then a blow to the face, bang, stars flickered in front of my eye's, as the torture continued. Antonia could be heard walking around in close proximity, her heels clattering against the wood. "What next boss"

"ooh I don't know, suggest something to me boys, but make it painful...."

"Lets cut that pretty boy face...."

"Or lets ram something down his throat and destroy his vocal chords...."

Antonia paced, considering the next conflict of pain for my body, I felt the blood oozing down my leg, and the searing burning pain that was unbearable, my stomach ached, I was bruised but still she wanted more.... I was rolled over again so I was laying on my back, the object left in my butt was pushed further inside causing more excruciating pain... I closed my eyes tight shut and tried to block the pain. Antonia was then down by my side again, "now would you like all this to stop Jon?" weakly I nodded, "Well ok, but are you going to give me what I want?" I was beat, I could take no more, again I nodded my head weakly. she patted my face, good boy, now let me hear you say it... she ripped the tape from my mouth and with it a layer of skin as I felt the blood oozing from my chaffed lips...

"Say it Jon...tell me you want me..."

my voice was a rasp as I muttered "I want you"

Louder, I tried again, "I-I want you."

then I heard my voice played back she had recorded my voice. "right, you two bring in the bed and the silk sheets, and you two take him to the bathroom and clean him up, and take that pole out of his ass" I was dragged to my feet and taken through to the bathroom, dimly lit and grimy I was laid in the tub, cold water was poured over me as rough hands scrubbed my body. the pole was removed just as roughly as it was put in my butt and I screamed with pain.

the two men laughed, "Awww hes got a little pain in the ass..." just as a hard hand whacked my ass again causing me pain.

I spoke, "Please no more, untie me, I can wash myself."

"no dice man, that's our job..."

"Please i'm begging you"

the smell of the biggest guys breath was acrid  as he lent close... "I said that's our job" then he licked my face.

My stomach was wretching, I knew I was in a real bad way, but there was nothing I could do, I felt my eye closing and swollen from the blows, inside I was bleeding and my stomach and man hood ached, my hands were still tightly bound, as were my ankles and I could feel myself begin to drift in and out of consciousness as every time they slapped my face.... "Wake up pretty boy its nearly time to go see your beautiful vixen... "

they hauled me out of the tub and roughly began to dry the water from my body, then I was taken out and thrown on to the bed that Antonia was laid upon. The room was dark apart from the dim red light and the moonlight coming through a window. she was undressed to her scanties, and had re applied her lipstick. "Untie his hands and feet now." she barked the orders as I felt a knife slice between my bounds, immediately my arms fell to my sides and the blood rushed to my hands, with a fire and ferocity that I felt a pulse beating a s the feelings returned.  same with my ankles Antonia moved in and sat astride me, then taking my arms she lifted them and secured them in hand cuffs, next a leather strap was placed across my throat, tight  enough that my head could not move. I felt weak and exhausted, I needed sleep, I needed medical attention, but she was oblivious, as long as she had me, anyway she could she was happy. I laid there just praying to god that his would be over soon.