Magdalena grunted as she sat up from her cot. Her empty stomach rumbled painfully as she struggled to stand. Her legs trembled and her empty stomach turned as she tried to take a deep breath to stave off the nausea that threatened to overwhelm her. Her throat was painfully dry as she felt her stomach turn once again. Her legs wobbled as she tried to maneuver with the chains weighing her down. She stumbled over to the toilet just in time to dry heave into the toilet filling it with bile and stomach acid. It burned her throat and the taste had her hugging the toilet as if her very life depended on it.
“You know, you could end this easily.” Maribell said, glaring at her with hostility.
“What makes you think that I would ever-”
“Because you’re going
“Kill me. End this.” Magdalena pleaded, unable to stand much more.“Hmmmm…. No. You’ll die soon anyway. I’m quite certain that you never once cared about who you hurt. Why should I care about you?” Margo growled, sawing the knife back and forth in an upward motion.“Please.” She whispered, pleading for mercy.“Did you have mercy on your victims? Did you make their death quick and painless?” She demanded, yanking her head backwards painfully.“No.” Magdalena whispered, as tears trailed down her cheeks. “Bernard was right about one thing though.”“What was that?” Margo whispered.
Bernard stood over Lolla’s dead body. Under normal circumstances he would have already had her body discarded but something about defiling her corpse appealed to him. He had ordered the club not to disturb him and to stay out of this room. He knew that the stench of death was starting to fill the room. He inhaled it and stroked his cock as he thought about how she had taken her last breath. It had been a gurgling squeal as she choked on her blood. Her stomach had been opened and instead of just showing her her own insides he had cut open her uterus and watched as his cum entered her womb. It had been exhilarating and he could feel himself growing excited over the thought of watching his cum fill her repeatedly again. His madness had risen to an all time high and he was completely out of control. However, there were a few things he had noticed. He was beginning to lose interest. Yes, the thought of watching his cum fill her uterus again was excit
“Maribell, get the fuck up!” Yelled a shrill voice, causing her to jump in surprise. Maribell couldn’t imagine what it was that she could have done to aggravate her mother now but then again she knew that her very existence seemed to put her off. Maribell sighed and went down the stairs nervous to see what she needed. She softly tiptoed down the stairs and followed the sound of noise coming from the kitchen. Maribell sighed when she saw the mess that was the once spotless kitchen. She stood there wide eyed as she took in her mother’s skinny form. Her face had flour smeared here and there as she stood there at the kitchen counter. She had a mixing bowl in front of her and was vigorously mixing the ingredients together. Maribell sighed hopelessly when she saw her mother’s face. “Who the hell
After Maribell cleaned up her wounds and put on some makeup to cover the darkening bruise on her cheek she took Matthew to the bus stop and waited with him until it arrived. After that she went to the store and picked out a new dishware set. She sighed and carried her purchases back to the house. She frowned at the mess still on the table and floor. She set the dishware on the counter and set to cleaning off the table. When she was done she went to the room and changed the bedding and grabbed the dirty laundry. Maribell started the dirty clothes and then finished cleaning the rooms and the bathrooms. She changed out the laundry and then went to clean the living room. She started making lunch for her mom, sister, and stepdad then went to fold the laundry. When she was done putting away the laundry she checked the time. She had enough time to grab three hours of sleep before they came home and she had to go to work.
Margo was about to close out the recording when she heard a sudden scuffle. She paused when she heard something slide back and thud against a wall followed by a gasp and the sound of struggling. She heard someone whimpering and frowned.“Don’t you ever talk about her again!” Bernard growled. “No one can satisfy me the way she can. When I’m inside you or anyone else I’m lucky I can even cum let alone get it up. The only difference between you and them is I usually kill them in a month or two.” More whimpers filled the room as she heard a sudden struggling noise. Margo’s brows furrowed as she listened wondering if she could be concerned about Abigail’s safety. More struggling followed by the sound of flesh striking flesh and then a moan filled her ears.
Bernard sneered down at the woman whose violet eyes shined back at him with hatred and fear. He smirked as he saw the waring emotions. He wanted her to choose anger. It would be all the more fun when he decided to break her like he broke everyone else. He could smell the fear and anger rolling off of her in waves. He couldn’t help but smile giddily at her reaction to his proximity. He hoped that she chose anger. He loved breaking people who displayed anger more than fear. It was always fun watching them fall apart.Maribell knew that smile. She thought back to the number of times that she had seen that exact same smile growing up. It was the smile of someone who enjoyed hurting others. She sighed as if being near him bored her. She knew that he wanted her anger over her fear. People like him loved to break anyone who displa
Margo stepped out of her cabin and into the cold evening air as she got ready to see who needed to be rescued first from his cells. She had one week left before he sent a group of girls to the Island. With her hair pulled back into a ponytail she pulled a black baseball cap on top of her head. She slung a black backpack over her shoulder and then walked to her car.After a thirty minute drive she parked on the side of a dirt road and then climbed out of her car. She locked it up and then after looking both ways crossed the street and into the woods. She stepped past a barbed wire fence and then made the two hour trek to Bernard’s compound. She hung back in the woods waiting for a shift change as the sun’s final rays descended into the darkness.Margo watched with bated breath as the men began to move. She knew the rou
Kane sighed as he put his phone in his back pocket. He was nervous to find out what Margo had found in Bernard’s cells. He hopped on his motorcycle and revved up the engine. It wasn’t long and he was flying down the road to the club. When he pulled up he saw Joker’s and Jude’s motorcycles parked out front. He parked his bike next to theirs and went inside. He sighed when he saw Machine sitting at the bar with them.“Hey,” he said, walking up to the bar.“Hey, you look like you’re in a better mood.” Machine said. “Did you finally hear from her?”“Yeah. She didn’t listen and went back.” Kane said.“Who?” Joker asked.
Bernard stood over Lolla’s dead body. Under normal circumstances he would have already had her body discarded but something about defiling her corpse appealed to him. He had ordered the club not to disturb him and to stay out of this room. He knew that the stench of death was starting to fill the room. He inhaled it and stroked his cock as he thought about how she had taken her last breath. It had been a gurgling squeal as she choked on her blood. Her stomach had been opened and instead of just showing her her own insides he had cut open her uterus and watched as his cum entered her womb. It had been exhilarating and he could feel himself growing excited over the thought of watching his cum fill her repeatedly again. His madness had risen to an all time high and he was completely out of control. However, there were a few things he had noticed. He was beginning to lose interest. Yes, the thought of watching his cum fill her uterus again was excit
“Kill me. End this.” Magdalena pleaded, unable to stand much more.“Hmmmm…. No. You’ll die soon anyway. I’m quite certain that you never once cared about who you hurt. Why should I care about you?” Margo growled, sawing the knife back and forth in an upward motion.“Please.” She whispered, pleading for mercy.“Did you have mercy on your victims? Did you make their death quick and painless?” She demanded, yanking her head backwards painfully.“No.” Magdalena whispered, as tears trailed down her cheeks. “Bernard was right about one thing though.”“What was that?” Margo whispered.
Magdalena grunted as she sat up from her cot. Her empty stomach rumbled painfully as she struggled to stand. Her legs trembled and her empty stomach turned as she tried to take a deep breath to stave off the nausea that threatened to overwhelm her. Her throat was painfully dry as she felt her stomach turn once again. Her legs wobbled as she tried to maneuver with the chains weighing her down. She stumbled over to the toilet just in time to dry heave into the toilet filling it with bile and stomach acid. It burned her throat and the taste had her hugging the toilet as if her very life depended on it.“You know, you could end this easily.” Maribell said, glaring at her with hostility.“What makes you think that I would ever-”“Because you’re going
A/N: This chapter contains scenes of graphic violence. I'll mark the chapter as always so those that can't handle it are able to skip ahead. As always look for the *****When Magdalena came to she felt groggy and her head felt heavy. She sat up and pushed her hair out of her face, frowning when the chains clinked in response to her movements reminding her once again that she was stuck chained up in some random place. She frowned at the tenderness in her arm and the white bandage. She removed it after some time and glared down at the puncture wound on her arm.“What the hell.” She growled, anger swimming in her veins even as her stomach growled, letting her know that she was still hungry.“Oh you’re awake.” A voice said, causing her to turn her head
Bernard groaned after emptying himself in his fourth whore for the day. This one was different though. If he remembered correctly, she had been with the spy he had placed in the Devil’s Knights ranks. She laid there panting, accepting whatever he wanted to do to her. Someone, and he had an idea who, had already broken her. She completely gave in to whatever he desired and had enjoyed it. He smirked as he stared down at her sweat and blood soaked naked body. She had cuts littering her body where he had sliced her skin with his knife. Whatever Magdalena had done, had worked wonders. Then again women like this were a dime a dozen and succumbed easily when their life was threatened.She sighed and stretched lazily. Her body was sore from having been used by Bernard. When he left the room finally having satisfied his more basic needs, Lolla sat up and frowned down at her body. She would need someone
Maribell frowned as she held Aoife in her arms. Her little girl nuzzled her neck as she slumbered in her mother’s arms. She needed all of this to end and fast. Her little girl didn’t need all of this hanging over her head. She had done nothing wrong and deserved to live a full life. She had grown over the months and was trying to explore the world around her. Being stuck in this place had to have been hard on her.“Are you okay?” Dex asked, coming into the room the three of them shared.“Yeah. I’m just worried that all of this will keep her from being able to live her life to the fullest.” Maribell whispered.“We’ll end it before that ever happens.” Dex whispered, kissing her forehead before sitting down next to them.
Magdalena frowned as she tried to pinpoint their location with sound. Her head would twitch towards things that she thought would later help deduce her location and ultimately get her out of her current situation. She could feel herself growing frustrated and impatient the longer it took her to get out of there. She knew that she was wedged between two people but other than the woman speaking to her she had no clue who she was with. She could hear several voices around her but still that was all she knew.Magdalena could feel her frustration building. She didn’t know where she was but she knew one thing was absolutely certain. The very minute that she got free she would do whatever was necessary to make them suffer.It wasn’t long and she could feel the vehicle slowing. Whatever was about to happen she knew one thing. The second th
Margo and the others made it to the waiting vehicles. They tossed Magdalena in the back of one of the SUVs and they all sped off in different directions. She was relieved to finally be out of sight away from prying eyes of those that were watching her. She sat next to Magdalena with a large hunting knife in her hand. If the woman struggled, if she tried to fight, Margo would end her life where she sat. She wanted to be the one that she saw when she came to. Kane sat just in front of her, knowing that he would feel better if he was there to assist her rather than another person.The first signs that she was beginning to stir happened just as they turned down a gravel road. The SUV bumped along quietly as they maintained their silence with the exception of a radio playing in the background. Margo, who had been watching her steadily the whole ride, smirked when she saw the change in breathing. Her hands
Margo sighed as she stared Kane down. He wasn’t happy with the current situation and was presently trying to persuade her to let someone else take over her job. She crossed her arms over her chest and frowned up at him. Machine stood to the side with Penny, Maribell, and Dex watching as the two of them stared each other down.“Kane, I know you’re not happy with what’s going on but this is happening whether you like it or not.” She said, glaring up at him.“Why does it have to be you? That’s what I don’t understand.” He growled.“Why don’t you understand?” She fired back.“What do you mean?” Kane asked, sighing with frustration.