Total pages in book: 331
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
She shakes her head quickly, her body now trembling.
“No sudden movements, dolly. I’ve seen these ripped out before.” He gently pulls on the chain and her body bumps into his. He holds the chain tight to prove a point, his face inches from hers, and stares down at her. “It’s not pretty, and then I have to pierce you somewhere else.”
She stiffens, closing her eyes tightly.
He lets the chain go so it hangs down her chest and stomach. Then he reaches up to grab a chain that’s connected to a pulley system on the ceiling. He clasps it to the end of the one hanging from her nose ring and slowly lets it rise. The pulley tightens the slack, making her rise up onto her tiptoes, forcing her to arch her head back at an extreme angle. You can see the skin of her septum pulling from the position.
“I’m doing you a favor, Eve. I was planning on replacing that bull ring with a bigger gauge tomorrow anyway. A few hours like this, and it’ll stretch out nicely, so replacing it won’t hurt.” He gives her a smile. “As much.”
He then kneels, pulling chains that are connected to the floor and forcing her feet apart. Connecting the chains to the belts wrapped around her ankles, he forces her to keep her legs wide open.
She fights the belt around her wrists, and he pulls his cell out and turns up the vibrators once more. You can see her muscles flex through the latex. It’s so tight, making it a second skin.
He reaches up between her parted legs and unzips a short zipper that runs from the front to back. Inserting his hand inside, he pushes on the toy in her pussy, making her shudder.
“Your viewers want to watch your cunt drip, dolly. Let them see how much you enjoy this.” He rises to his feet, running his wet finger up her sunken stomach and heaving chest, leaving a trail of wetness along her latex-covered body. “Pain and pleasure go hand and hand for many. We at Dollhouse hold ourselves to a high standard, and we produce the best of the best. You’re going to be the best for me, aren’t you, dolly?”
She can’t nod without pulling on the chain connected to her nose, so she just stares up at him with wide, tear-filled eyes.
He gives her a big smile before it quickly disappears, then he walks behind her. She tries to follow his movements, but all she can do is look up at the ceiling.
Stepping up to her back, he wraps his hands around her vulnerable throat, holding her body to his. She struggles, trying to breathe as her nose starts to bleed from the chain pulling on the piercing.
He lowers his head to her ear and speaks loud enough for the audience to hear. “Try to kill yourself again, and I will put you through hell, bitch. You think this hurts? You haven’t experienced the kind of pain I can make you feel. You will beg for death, and when I decide you’ve had enough, I’ll end your pathetic, useless life and chop you into pieces. I will then sell you off piece by piece, pound by pound for pennies, like a cow slaughtered for beef. Do you understand me?”
She blinks rapidly as tears run down her face because that’s all she can do.
He kisses her matted hair before releasing her neck and stepping away.
Drool runs down her chin, and her nostrils flare once she’s able to breathe while a mix of snot and blood drips from her nose.
“I’ll leave you to think about your future.” With that, he exits the room with her hanging there, and the camera shuts off.
“Fuck.” I stand and throw her phone across the room. My pulse is racing, my hands are clenched, and my heart hurts for Eve.
All I can think is that was five minutes of her life out of a year. He left her there for three hours? Three fucking hours unable to breathe properly and in pain.
My father allowed this to happen to her. Garrett might have been the one to drop her off, but he knew what Dollhouse was about. That she’d spend day and night in agony. Being trained so men can what, get off on hurting her?
Picking up the phone, I delete the video and then toss it on the coffee table. I rush back into the bedroom to find her asleep, just how I left her. I can’t do it. See her in such a vulnerable position. What if I fall asleep and she has a nightmare? Dreams she’s back there, and I don’t wake up to free her? Or worse, she dreams I’m the one hurting her and then wakes to being tied up and sees me lying next to her.