DareThe man from earlier stepped into the room. His black apron was stained with dark patches, and an assortment of tools hung from its front. His hand gripping a knife as he sharpened it with a gravel. Mark stood in front of me, arms crossed, his lips twisted into a smile.“I really wished we could spend more time together, Dare,” he said, his tone clouded with mock regret. “But unfortunately, your time has come to an end.”He turned to the man behind him, gesturing toward me. “Make sure his death is slow and painful,” he ordered before casually turning toward the door.“Mark!” I shouted, my voice filled with rage. “Don’t you dare leave me here, Mark!”He stopped in the doorway, tucking his hands into his pockets, and turned his head slightly to glance back at me. A smirk plastered on his face.“Goodbye, Dare. I no longer have use for you,” he said his final words to me.“You promised me!” I bellowed, straining against the chains that bound me. “You said you were going to let her g
Dare“What the hell is going on?” Mark’s barges out of the room in front of me confused by the sudden alarm.Without thinking, I grab him by the collar and shove him back into the room. He stumbles, but before he can recover, I have him in a headlock, my arm crushing his throat as I press the gun to his temple. He freezes. He knows I’m not playing games.“Where is she?” I growled. Instead of answering, he has the audacity to smirk. I could see it plainly from the mirror in front of me.“I knew I shouldn’t have left you alone. How the hell did you—”I don’t let him finish. I slam the barrel of the gun against his head, the impact making him grunt in pain. “The next time, it won’t just be the barrel. I’ll put a bullet through your skull. Now, tell me—where the hell is she?”The desperation in my voice is bare. My hands are trembling, my mind racing. Every second wasted feels like another inch she’s pulled further out of my reach, another chance I might lose her forever. And I can’t los
Sky I hold my mouth shut with my hands as I shiver watching the horror unfold in front of me. Secluded in such a dark area had hidden me from participating in the trauma of my life but my eyes were not shielded from it as I watched it all unfold. Standing in the room was five men, four of them dressed in black while one of them, tall and husky wore a grey pant and a black shirt, his build was bigger despite being hidden under that oversized shirt. A couple of inches taller than all the men in the room, it was easy to know he was the leader of the group. Right in the middle of them was the Klaus family, his wife and his 24 year old daughter who was the same age as me. “Do you have any idea who I am?” Mr Klaus demanded, his breathing heaved. His eyes daring as he stared at the men before him. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t” the man replied, he leaned on the wall with his left leg raised up. A smug look on his face as he flicked through his fingers. “How dare you co
Sky I am standing in front of a bed in a room filled with lavender scent, a vanity table adjacent to the dressing area, the surface adorned with trinkets and treasures. A pair of curtains flutter in the breeze, the green folds pushed to each corner allowing the rays of sunlight into the room. He stands behind me, his gaze lingers, unwavering, sending a shiver down my spine. As if he could see the layers underneath the clothing. A tremor courses through my fingers, I try to stay calm but fail helplessly, fear and uncertainty grips me, making me rethink my decision. Should I have just died like the others, should I have ended my fate right there when I was caught. No, I don’t want to die. His shadow stood enormous on the bed almost like I had disappeared into him, I was nothing but a fragile and petite girl standing close to his figure. I could hear the sound of cushion bring pressed backwards, strange enough that my hearing was at its highest peek when my life i
DareThe morning sun springs up in the sky, I sit on the sofa in the living room staring at a door that catches my view. I had given her just one rule, never step out of the room without my permission. I have no idea why I want her to defy me, why I want her to open that door and step out. Ofcourse I would feel good about punishing her, a little gore play doesn’t hurt.The sound of the door bell catches my attention and I make my way to the door. An unexpected guess stands there with a smile on his face.“Dare, it’s been a while” Mark says. He is wearing a blue Jean on a black leather jacket clad with his combat boot. I spot the BMW right behind him and he turns his eyes to it.“Sweet ride don’t you think” he asks and I give him a slight nod.Mark and I have been buddies, we work for the same organization until I left and decided to start afresh. When he first joined us, he was a naive little boy who needed a family, I thought him everything he knew, made sure he could stay on his bac
I stand there quiet, if he has a suspicion then he should fucking work on it. “Why did you leave?” he asked, his voice calm but sharp enough to cut through the tension.“I was sick of it,” I said, my tone flat. It wasn’t a lie. It had been a game to me, one I played until I got what I wanted. By then, there was no point in staying.“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t suspect you.”I shoved my hands into my pockets and rose to my feet, walking closer until I was inches from his face. His words were a challenge, and he knew it. Daring me to act. Testing me.But I wasn’t afraid of him. If I wanted to, I could smash his head against the wall and bury his body right next to his father’s grave. The thought almost made me smile. I’d made him who he was, built him from nothing, and now he had the nerve to stand there and question me like I was some kind of commoner. My fists clenched at my sides, the urge to hit him burning through me.But not yet. Not now. If I killed him here, it would be
SkyThe room was suffocating, the kind of darkness that felt alive, wrapping around me like a second skin. I was naked, trembling, my body pressed against the cold wall. My hands and feet were chained, the iron biting into my skin, reducing me to something less than human. I whimpered, tears streaking my face as the reality of my situation sank deeper. I had no idea where I was, how I got here, or how to escape.Then, I heard it.Footsteps.The sound of leather boots pressing against the floor echoed through the void. My heart raced, panic overtaking me as I scanned the blackness, trying to see where they were coming from. The footsteps grew louder, closer, each one sending a shiver through my body.The creak of a door opening caught my attention. A sliver of light appeared, faint and distant, casting the outline of a figure. My breath caught as the door swung wider, flooding the room with just enough light for me to make out the man stepping inside.He was massive, towering, his pres
DareI am walking across the room when I hear muffled sounds from her room, I could tell exactly what those sounds were and it pissed me off. How dare you jerk off herself when I didn’t give her the permission, I push open the door to found her squimmering under the sheets, she is breathless and shaking, her eyes are closed.Is she dreaming? What is she dreaming of? “Please” I hear her whisper, the same way she did the other night. It’s soft and soothing to the ear, I would never let her go if she begged me with such tone.She pushed herself down, her legs crossed together and tightly.I sit by the bed watching her, I could hear moans escaping her lips, my two fingers caressed her lips when she opened them wide. For a minute I thought she was awake and responding to me but she was still fast asleep, I dipped my fingers into her open mouth and she sucks on them immediately. Whatever she was dreaming off has her horny as shit. I pulled my fingers out of her lips and ran them down her
Dare“What the hell is going on?” Mark’s barges out of the room in front of me confused by the sudden alarm.Without thinking, I grab him by the collar and shove him back into the room. He stumbles, but before he can recover, I have him in a headlock, my arm crushing his throat as I press the gun to his temple. He freezes. He knows I’m not playing games.“Where is she?” I growled. Instead of answering, he has the audacity to smirk. I could see it plainly from the mirror in front of me.“I knew I shouldn’t have left you alone. How the hell did you—”I don’t let him finish. I slam the barrel of the gun against his head, the impact making him grunt in pain. “The next time, it won’t just be the barrel. I’ll put a bullet through your skull. Now, tell me—where the hell is she?”The desperation in my voice is bare. My hands are trembling, my mind racing. Every second wasted feels like another inch she’s pulled further out of my reach, another chance I might lose her forever. And I can’t los
DareThe man from earlier stepped into the room. His black apron was stained with dark patches, and an assortment of tools hung from its front. His hand gripping a knife as he sharpened it with a gravel. Mark stood in front of me, arms crossed, his lips twisted into a smile.“I really wished we could spend more time together, Dare,” he said, his tone clouded with mock regret. “But unfortunately, your time has come to an end.”He turned to the man behind him, gesturing toward me. “Make sure his death is slow and painful,” he ordered before casually turning toward the door.“Mark!” I shouted, my voice filled with rage. “Don’t you dare leave me here, Mark!”He stopped in the doorway, tucking his hands into his pockets, and turned his head slightly to glance back at me. A smirk plastered on his face.“Goodbye, Dare. I no longer have use for you,” he said his final words to me.“You promised me!” I bellowed, straining against the chains that bound me. “You said you were going to let her g
DareFour days—four agonizing, torturous days—had passed since I told him the truth about Klaus. Four days of silence, of being left alone with my thoughts, and the sinking feeling that something had happened to Sky.Now, as he walks toward me, dragging a chair to sit uncomfortably close, I could see it in his expression—something wasn’t right.“Dare, my brother,” he greeted me casually, as he usually does knowing damn well that it pisses me off.The poison in my voice was immediate. “Where is she?”“Relax,” he said, his tone sickening as he sank into the chair. He leaned back, crossing one leg over the other, like he had all the time in the world.I couldn’t take it. The silence, his smug demeanor, the uncertainty—it was eating me alive. My fists clenched against the restraints, my voice rising despite my exhaustion. “Where is she, Mark?”He sighed dramatically, tilting his head to look at me with patience. “Didn’t I already tell you to relax? Why the rush, dear brother?” “I told yo
LeviI walk through the glass door into a building tall enough to be a skyscraper, Blood dripping from my hands, my shirt is also bloody. I walk past the receptionist, her lips part as she tries to speak to me but I don’t have time for such pleasantries. I never will.My hands grip the door knob tightly as I pull it down, my eyes catches him, he sits so relaxed for a man whose ass is on fire, my fist tightens at the sight in front of me. He is seated on the couch, his head pushed backward resting on the top, and his eyes partly closed. The buttons of his red shirt were open revealing his hairy chest, a woman is on her knees in front of him, his hands grip her hair forcefully as he shoves his cock down her throat. The constant choking fills the room. I slam the door, making know of my presence. The woman on her knees jumps in fear turning to me, my cold eyes met hers and I frown that she is still kneeling there instead of doing the needful.“Out” my voice is dead and unfazed. I plunge
SkyI stood in the center of the room, trembling, my legs barely holding me up. A tiny thin white dress was draped over my body, exposing relevant parts. I felt weak—so weak that I could hardly lift my head. Whatever Mark had injected me with was still in my system, dragging me down, making every breath feel like a battle.I blinked against the heavy darkness surrounding me, straining to make sense of where I was. The air was suffocatingly still, but then, out of nowhere, a dim red light came to life in front of me. My heart stuttered as six more followed, each glowing faintly in the oppressive blackness.It took me a moment to process what I was looking at—rows of rooms pressed tightly against one another, their walls opaque except for the illuminated windows. Inside each room, I saw silhouettes. People. Watching me.Each figure wore a mask, their features hidden behind designs—gold, black, crimson, silver. Eyes gleamed through the slits, unblinking and fixed on me. Behind every mas
DareTwo days. It’s been two goddamn days since I told Mark I’d talk. Since I broke and gave him the one thing he wanted from me—my willingness to give in. And yet, not a single soul has come into this room. No food. No water. No Mark. Just me, dangling from these chains like a forgotten animal in a cage.My body is weak, the weight of the chains pulling at my wrists, my shoulders screaming in pain. I can’t stand upright anymore, not even when I force my legs to push against the floor. My head hangs low, and all I can hear is the sound of my own ragged breathing echoing in this cursed room.The red light from the camera blinks at me from the corner, they’re watching me. But they don’t say a word. No taunts, no orders, just silence.Mark is playing his game. Letting me stew in my thoughts, letting my imagination run wild. He knows exactly what he’s doing. I’ve been left to think of the worst—that he’s already harmed Sky, that he’s done something unspeakable to her, or that he’s plannin
“Are you going to talk now, Dare?” Mark asked, though we both knew Dare couldn’t hear him—not yet, anyway. Mark’s voice filled with irony as he continued. “Are you still going to keep your mouth shut after seeing her like this? You’ve no idea the plans I have for her. The things I’ll do to her. And I’ll make sure you watch every second of it.” He glanced at me, his cold smile widening. “So you understand that you are the cause of all this. She didn’t ask for any of it.”Mark pointed accusingly at him through the glass, as if he were scolding a child. He couldn’t hear a word, but it didn’t matter—Mark was enjoying the theatrics.“Connect the sound system,” Mark suddenly ordered, his tone sharp. One of his men stepped forward, fiddling with a control panel near the wall. A faint hum filled the room as the audio link clicked on.The first sound I heard was Dare’s voice. Even in my disoriented state, I could hear him as cold as the night but it faded out quickly.“I swear to you, Mark,” H
SkyI lay there, vulnerable and exposed, every inch of me trembling not from cold but from the utter helplessness that consumed me. The sterile surface of the table beneath me pressed against my skin, intensifying the humiliation I was drowning in. My breathing was shallow, and my chest heaved with the effort to stay composed, though tears blurred my vision.Mark knelt between my legs, enjoying the view he saw. His smug grin made my stomach churn. I tried to twist my head, desperate to catch a glimpse of Dare through the mirrored glass. I knew he was watching, forced to witness every second of this nightmare. My heart broke for him, for us, as Mark made merry in the pain he inflicted on us.“Please, don’t do this,” I begged, my voice trembling, the words barely audible. My throat felt raw, as if the sweetness was gone from it.Mark’s grin widened at my plea. He tilted his head, his gaze flickering over me like I was nothing more than prey he’d caught in his trap. “Begging now, darling
DareThe door open the next day, and I knew what was coming. I had barely gotten any rest, my body too battered to find relief even in unconsciousness. My wrists ached from the heavy metal cuffs, and my ribs screamed with every shallow breath. But when Mark walked in with two men behind him, I straightened as much as my broken body would allow. If they wanted to break me, they would have to try harder.Mark’s sharp leather shoes clicked against the cold floor as he approached, his smile more like a predator’s grin. “Good morning, Dare,” he said mockingly, as if this was some casual meeting. “I trust you had a restful night?”I didn’t bother responding. The glare I gave him was all the answer he deserved.Mark turned to the men and motioned toward me. “Get him up.”They moved without hesitation, their rough hands yanking me out of the chair. My knees buckled, but they didn’t care. I felt the burn of the metal cuffs as they tugged at my raw skin, my arms wrenched upwards as they dragged