Page 40 of Broken Pieces
She lets out a small scream, when she sees me and quickly pushes up from her chair to run the other way.
I take my time following after her. There’s no way out for her, apart from through us, so we have plenty of time to play.
“No need to run. We only want to play with you,” I say, the mask distorting my voice.
I hear the sound of her breathing as she tries to hide under a table and I slam the bat down on top of it, making her scream again.
She crawls out from underneath and runs again, deeper into the library, towards the stacks.
I spot a flash of her long hair, shining in the moonlight, as she runs straight up the middle of them.
Then Max steps out into her path and she stumbles, falling onto her back so she doesn’t run into him.
Violet doesn’t move as Max steps over her, planting his feet either side of her shoulders.
“Where are you running to?” Max says, tilting his head to the side, his voice matching mine through the mask's filter. He trails the end of the bat down her cheek and tips her chin up with it. “Ready to play with us now?”
“Please, don’t hurt me!” She sobs.
“Who said anything about hurting you?” Max croons as he looks down at her.
“I don’t know, pain and pleasure often go hand in hand, so I wouldn’t rule it out just yet.” I plant my feet behind her head and crouch down so my mask is glowing onto her face.
“My bag’s at the table, I have a bit of money, you can take it all, take whatever you want.”
“Oh, sweetheart, we’re going to take exactly what we want. We’ve been waiting a long time for this.”
Her eyes widen as she looks back at Max, my head snapping up to look at him as well.
Did he mean to call her that?
She’s still trembling and sobbing so I don’t think she noticed.
“Come on. On your feet,” I say, bringing her attention back to me.
When she doesn’t move, Max grabs her with his right arm. I can see the strain it’s putting on him to use it like that, but I’m not about to stop him. I know how determined he is to prove that he’s able to do whatever he wants to her with it.
She shouts and fights against him, tugging at his hand as she tries to pry him off her. Once she realizes she can’t win that fight, she tries to reach for his mask, but he shoves her backwards into me before she can get near it and I wrap my hand around her throat.
Oh, how I’ve missed the feel of her like this.
Her life beating under my palm. I could end it with a simple squeeze or bring her so much pleasure.
All she has to do is give in to us and I’ll give her everything she needs.
As she gasps under my touch, she breathes in deep.
“Maddox?” She whimpers and my hand clamps down harder on her throat before she can get another word out. I look up at Max and he lifts his shoulders slightly.
How the fuck does she know?
“If you scream or try anything we’ll have to use these.” I swing the bat through the air in front of her as a warning. “Are you going to be good for us?”
Violet nods and I start walking her down one of the aisles to a dark corner away from the windows and any cctv. I don’t care if we’re caught on camera, but I do care if her pussy is. That’s for our eyes only.
We’ve had plenty of time to get our bearings with the entire campus and know every hidden spot. This one we've picked out especially for tonight.
I push her towards a stack then spin her around so she’s facing me. “Fuck, you’re so pretty when you cry like that.” I remember the way she looked that night out on the road, tears and mascara streaming down her face as she took both of our cocks like a hungry slut.