Resolution (Heart of Stone) (2 page)

 I opened my
eyes as I heard a noise. I was still hung from the hook and it was darker now
so I mentally added another day to my internal calendar.

 My eyes
widened and I gasped as I saw what my surprise was. Greg was tied to a chair in
front of me, his head hung low in his unconsciousness; well I hoped he was
unconscious and not dead.

 “I’ve
brought you some company Ava, what do you say?” he asked brightly and I stared
at him in disbelief.

“What have
you done?” I asked stupidly. The whip cracked against my bare buttocks and I
jolted. “Sorry Sir” I said quickly.

 “DON’T YOU
DARE SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!” he roared and I flinched as another thrash
cut through the skin on my backside.

Do not
scream, do not scream.

“Drink” he
ordered as he held the bottle to my lips and I greedily guzzled it, my throat
already closing down against the dryness. I bit a small bite of the sloppy cheese
spread sandwich he held to my mouth, the bread balling up in my mouth making it
difficult to swallow but I forced it down knowing this would be all I got for a
while. I took another bite chewing slowly as I knew what was coming next whilst
I kept my eyes on Greg checking for any signs of life and I relaxed a little
when I saw his chest raising and falling with each small breath he took.

I wasn’t
sure which ‘plaything’ was on offer for tonight’s entertainment as I hadn’t
seen him enter. He watched me chew and smiled at me as if he read my thoughts. “We
have something new tonight. You’ll love it Ava, you always like it rough don’t
you but we need to entertain Greg tonight so I thought we’d give him a treat”
he smirked and I swallowed heavily, the sickness rising.

It was the
unknown that scared me, I could mentally prepare myself for what he had in
store for me when I knew what he was using but tonight, I didn’t have that
advantage.

Greg mumbled
in his chair and his head moved. “Ahhhh, how nice of you to join us, Greg” Dane
said happily. Greg lifted his head and blinked furiously against the lights and
as his focus set on me, broken, filthy and bloody hanging from a hook and chain
in the middle of the room, I wasn’t the least bit embarrassed by my nudity, my
exhaustion and mind-set was too numb to care. 

His eyes
widened and he gasped. “Jesus Christ” his eyes flitted from me to Dane, “Fuck
Dane, what have you done to her?” he spluttered.

Dane walked
over to him and pulled back his arm, punching Greg forcefully in the face.
“Don’t fucking talk to me, you fucking cunt” Greg’s head snapped to the side
and he recoiled.

He crouched
down in front of Greg. “Ava and I have some entertainment for you tonight Greg
but I must first give you the rules” he sneered, “You keep your eyes open at
all times, you do not look away, you watch every little thing Ava gets. Do you
understand?”

Greg frowned
severely at him. “What the f…” he didn’t finish as Dane’s fist smashed into his
face.

“DO YOU
UNDERSTAND?” he bellowed and Greg nodded quickly.

“YES!” he
yelled.

“Good boy”
Dane patted his cheek then walked behind me presumably to prepare tonight’s entertainment.

My eyes
caught hold of Greg troubled ones. He scanned my broken body and grimaced. “Are
you okay?” he mouthed and I nodded resignedly.

 My nose
wrinkled at a strange smell, I couldn’t work out what it was, it smelt similar
to something burning and my heart beat sped up. I didn’t like this and I
frantically twisted my hands, trying to get free even though I knew it was
impossible.

I frowned as
the smell got worse and my heart pounded and my body erupted in goose bumps. I
tried to turn to see what the smell was but I was fixed securely so I couldn’t
move.

“You ready
Ava? You’re gonna love this” Dane chuckled and my throat hurt from the lump
that had wedged in it. ‘
Old king Cole was a me……’

I couldn’t
hold the scream in this time. It exploded loudly and violently at the searing
pain that tore through me as Dane branded me with a red hot poker.

Greg was
screaming at Dane and struggling in his chair. “FUCK DANE!!!!” he cried. Dane
walked round to him, the poker in his hand. I had slumped against the chain,
barely conscious, as the extreme pain tore through me.

“You fucking
talk to me again and I burn her tits! You got that?” Dane snarled at Greg. Greg’s
expression was filled with horror and astonishment, his eyes snapping from me
to Dane frantically. “DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” He thundered and Greg swallowed but
nodded.

Dane nodded
once and returned to the rear of me. “Right Ava, are you ready for some more,
sweetheart? This is really turning me on, you are gonna get such a good fuck
tonight” he chuckled but I didn’t answer him. I couldn’t.

He walked
round to the front of me and cocked his head. “Answer me!” he demanded and I
opened my eyes.

“Yes, Sir” I
croaked exhaustedly.

He smiled,
“Good Girl.” He walked back round and I tightened my whole body in preparation.

 ‘
A merry
old soul was h…’
I screamed again, the pain was excruciating. My eyes flung
open and I focused on Greg. “Look at me, Ava” he mouthed and he held my eyes.
He smiled painfully and nodded. “You can do this sweetheart” he mouthed again
and I sucked on my lips as a tear slipped free.

I shook my
head at him. “I can’t” I mouthed back. The searing heat blistered my back and I
screwed my face up, trying desperately to stay focused on Greg, he nodded
encouragingly as I swallowed back the scream.

My lungs
were struggling to work against the intense pain that was charring my back and
the nausea was surfacing.

I puffed out
a breath as the singeing returned and I could smell my flesh burning and
sizzling. My skin cracked and tightened and I couldn’t hold the vomit back as
my stomach exploded the sandwich all over the front of my naked body.

“Oh for
fucks sake, you stupid bitch” Dane cursed and came round to face me and shook
his head. “Now look at the state of you. What do you say, Ava?” he asked. I was
struggling to focus and my body was frantically trying to shut down.

I felt the
heat of the poker against my stomach and my eyes shot open. “I’m sorry, Sir” I mumbled
swiftly.

He nodded in
satisfaction and took a deep breath. “Think you can manage one more without
being ill this time?” he asked calmly and I winced.

“Please
Dane, I can’t…” I cried out as the poker rested against my stomach, I recoiled,
urgently trying to move away from it.

  “DANE!!!”
Greg shouted and he spun round and cocked his head.

“Now what
did I say, Greg? You have just cost Ava her beautiful tits” He shook his head
in disappointment and tears filled my eyes at what was to come.

“Dane
please, let me swap with her” Greg begged hastily.

“Now,
where’s the fun in that?” Dane scoffed and turned to look at me, “I’m very
sorry about this Ava but you can blame Greg. He didn’t follow the rules” I tensed
and exhaled loudly.

‘He
called for his pipe in the middle o…’.

I choked on
my vomit as I frenziedly tried to stop it from escaping as the red hot iron
settled at the swell of my breast.

A sob
erupted as the darkness enveloped me and I welcomed it, grateful to it for
taking me to somewhere peaceful and serene.

***

     I groaned and opened my eyes, finding myself back handcuffed
to the bed. “Ava?” Greg whispered in the darkness from the other side of the
room, “you okay?”

     I don’t know, was I? “Yeah” I rasped.

    “Jesus Ava, he’s lost it” he breathed out and I snorted.

    “Oh yeah” I agreed.

   “Has he been doing this to you since he got you here?” I
mumbled a confirmation and I heard Greg’s hiss. “I’m gonna get you out of here
Ava, I promise sweetheart” he whispered.

I sighed “I…
he won’t let us go Greg” I sagged in resignation.

“Mason’s
looking for you, he hasn’t stopped Ava. He won’t give up” he told me and I
perked up at his name.

“How… how is
he?” I asked hesitantly.

Greg paused,
“Crazy, frantic, devastated, feeling guilty…” he sighed and I knew by his
sadness the answer to my next question.

   “Has he… has
he gone back to it?” I asked, knowing Greg caught the meaning of my question
without me actually voicing it. He sighed heavily but didn’t answer, he didn’t
need to, I already knew.

   “How are
my babies?” I asked with a smile.

“They’re
fine sweetheart, they’re being cared for, don’t you worry about them” he
reassured and I nodded.

“I miss them
so much” I sobbed, I couldn’t hold the tears back, the comfort and reassurance
of Greg’s presence sought them out and brought them forward.

“Oh,
sweetheart. I promise Ava, we’ll get out of here soon. I’ll get you out if it
fucking kills me!” he declared but I didn’t share his confidence.

 I had been
trying for nine days now and nothing I did helped. “Where are we anyway?” he
asked.

“I don’t
know, he shoved a cloth over my nose and then I woke up here” I told him, “How
did he get to you?”

He groaned.
“It was my own stupid fault… Mason has been giving us orders and areas to check
every day. Sam got a hit on one of Dane’s credit cards and I flew round to the
area without waiting for a partner. I was down some alleyway behind La Roche
when he bashed the back of my head. Then I woke up here” he grumbled, “Fucking
stupid…”

“Hey” I
reprimanded, “I’m glad you’re here… it helps, you know, but I don’t understand
how… how Dane knew you would be there” I gulped but he was silent.

“I know,
it’s something I’ve been struggling to answer as well” he whispered eventually.
I tried to turn towards Greg but the skin on my back had stuck to the mattress
and I hissed. “You okay?” Greg asked cautiously.

“My backs
welded to the fucking mattress” I cursed, rage coursing through me? “I can’t
take anymore Greg; I can’t do this” I sobbed.

“Ava… Ava
listen to me. You
can
do this. You can do this so your babies will see
their mother again, be held in her arms and see her wonderful smile, Ava. They
need you, hell! Mason fucking needs you, he’s a mess without you Ava and you
need to get out of here, and he needs you, Ava. Do you hear me? They all need
you!” he admonished as I wept.

“I don’t
know what he has planned for next time Greg. He whips me, beats me, fucks me
and I… I…” I swallowed, “I just want it to end, I’m so tired, so fucking
exhausted and every fibre of my body is screaming in pain. I can’t…”

I silenced
immediately as the door opened and light flooded the room. I blinked furiously
against the brightness.

Dane walked
over to me. “You ready for me now? You fucking passed out and I didn’t get to
fuck you. What do you say Ava?” he growled.

“I’m sorry,
Sir” I said.

He didn’t
answer but picked up the bottle of water and held it to my mouth and watched my
face impassively as I glugged, then he offered some to Greg who nodded.

“Please could
you take me to the toilet, Sir?” I asked with regularity.

He sighed
but nodded, “What do you say?” He approached me, gazing intently at me.

“You are my
master and I must behave” I recited efficiently.

He grinned
at me. “Good girl” he said as he bent over me. I clasped my thighs together as
he bit my breast, and I praised myself inwardly as I managed to control my
bladder again.

I could see
Greg gawping horrifically at what Dane was doing to me. Dane stood up and
looked at my groin. “Well done, Ava” he praised and he undid the cuffs and as I
tried to get up I felt my skin peel off my back and the pain made me hiss.

He turned to
me swiftly and frowned. “What?” he barked and I flinched.

“I just, it
just hurt my back when I got up, Sir” I grimaced. He studied me and I cringed
as I expected the back hander but it didn’t come.

“Mmmm” he
murmured.

He led me
into the bathroom and sat me on the toilet and I tried to urinate slowly,
buying time before he took me back to the bed.

I glanced at
the shower again, the filthy white tiles, the old fashioned iron shower head
and blackening shower curtain looked disgusting but I was desperate for a wash.

“Please can
I have a shower, Sir? I have sick all over me and I’m sure you would like me to
be clean?” I asked cautiously.