Dungeon

"I'd prefer to hear you moan. That's the real reason you're here anyway."

"Oh yeah, like you and whatever vienna sausage size penis you're hiding in your pants could make me do anything close to moaning. You make me sick to my stomach to be honest. The only thing you might make me do is vomit." 



"Caitlin, don't." 



"He doesn't scare me Jack. My father was Jasper. There's very little that scares me," I said, still staring the asshole down.

Rhett and I looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. She had no idea. "That's perfect because I don't want you to be afraid. Not worried about the vomit either, your stomach needs to have something in it for that. You'll most likely dry heave." 

"You've got quite a mouth on you sweetheart. I'd love to shut it up for you, but I'll let Dec here do the honors," I said and knelt down in front of the brunette that had thrown a fit earlier. "What about you sweetheart? You have anything to say?"



"Do whatever you want to me. You're just a sick, twisted coward. That's all you'll ever be." 

"What do you want?"


"Then from what I've heard I'm just like your Daddy."

"At the moment? You," I said with a smirk.



"My father was many things. A coward wasn't one of them."

"That's odd. I wouldn't imagine me murdering your friends would be so captivating."


"I see. Baby, if you just behave yourself your time here won't be nearly as bad as the others. Try to remember that."

"I like your spirit. That's what's captivating me. You hate me, and I love it. Not to mention the fear in your eyes is a real turn on," I said with a smirk and brushed a strand of hair from her face, laughing when she jerked her head away.



"I already told you, my parents didn't teach me how to behave. And I'm not your baby." 

"Do you realize that you're going to die?"


"You're in denial for now and I have to say that really...excites me. You know I've been working on a few special things just for you."


"Caitlin, I think it's safe to say that someone dropped him on his head as a child."


I snapped my head around to glare at her "Keep talking bitch and I'll make you scream too."

"I'm not going to die. You are," I said then looked at Lea. "No Dec. That one is all mine. Aren't you sweetheart," I said and ran my finger up her inner thigh, smirking when she pulled her legs away. 



"You're sick fucking bastards," I spat out.



"Spout your insults all you want. It won't change your fate," I said, still smirking at Lea. "I can't wait to have you under me again. I might not be so gentle this time." 



"I think several times at least," I said to her then looked back at him. "Do whatever you want to me. But I want you to remember something yourself. When my fiance, mother and stepfather get a hold of you after this, you'll wish you'd never laid eyes on me. There won't be anything left of you." 

"Neither will I."


"Ah, your mother. I bet that's where you get all of that spunk. You definitely get your good looks from her."

I chuckled. "I think I'll make your cuffs a bit tighter. Might even gag you. Although I do enjoy our verbal sparring." 



"If you know anything about my mother, you should know I'm exactly like her. That in itself should frighten you." 

"Untie me and I can really show you some sparring."


"Is that all you pricks are good at? Picking on the women?"

"Nah. The bondage look really suits you."



"They're just pussies Caleb. They wouldn't know how to treat women if their lives depended on it." 

"Let us the fuck out of here." I said and jerked my chains as hard as I could. If I had to break my arms to get the fuck out of here, that's what I'd do.

I walked over to him and kicked him as hard as I could in the face, slamming his head back against the wall. "Not a chance." 



"Stop it! That's enough!"



"Aww, you care about them don't you? Big bad leader of the camp, helpless to save the people he promised to protect. I'm going to make you watch as I kill him. Slowly," I said and kicked the boy in the side. 



"Leave him alone! He hasn't done anything to you!" 

I groaned and I could barely breathe, I knew he'd broke a rib or maybe two. "Kill me. I'm not...I'm not...afraid to die you fucking...pansy." I didn't want to die but I wasn't afraid to. I just hated to go out on bad terms with Ezra. I hadn't shown her very well but she'd always be the love of my life.

I knelt down and put the blade of my knife in his face. "Do you think bravery is going to make me pity you? It just makes this that much more fun for me," I said with a smirk.



I turned to glare at the other guy. "Why are you doing this?! What the fuck do you want?!" I yelled at him.

"I don't want your god damn pity."


"Because we want Quin and Aurora! Now is someone going to fucking give them up or not!?" I yelled and got in Caitlin's face "I'm going to fuck your brains out and then I'm going to fuck this bitch over here and she's going to regret that shit she pulled today. Do you hear me? You stupid whores will fucking pay for your attitudes so you just keep it up."


"Leave her alone!"


I turned on him "Tell us where your whore sister is!? NOW!"


"I'd never give her up to you, you sawed off rat bastard."


I rushed over to him and just started hitting him in the face, head, it didn't matter. I'd kill this fucking punk if I had to.

"You should. You should be begging for your life right now." I put the blade of my knife against his temple and slowly drug it down his cheek, making blood bubble up. "I love playing with my knife, so if you want to keep playing your stupid game, be my guest. I have no problem slicing you into little pieces and leaving them on your girlfriend's doorstep." 



"Stop it! Stop! Leave him alone! Take me instead, I won't even fight you, just leave them alone!"



"No! You want to kill anyone, kill me! Leave him alone, he's just a kid!" 

The stupid idiot got into a hurry in the woods and didn't even take all of my weapons like he thought. I still had small firearm hidden in the waistband of my pants and my cuffs were a little loose, I'd have to break my wrist but I could manage it rather quickly with the chaos going on. I pulled hard at my hand, so hard that I felt my wrist snap and it hurt like a son of a bitch but I managed to get one of my arms free. My fingers were going numb but I managed to maneuver around so I could reach into the band of my pants and I pulled out a smaller gun Jon had given me just incase of emergencies. It was dark and hard to see but I could see good enough to aim a little. Because of the fighting and the movement I was scared of shooting someone innocent but I had to hurry, my hand was giving out. I aimed at Declan's head and fired, he moved but the bullet landed in his shoulder and by the way he was screaming, it must have hit muscle and stopped.


I heard a loud pop and felt a searing, burning pain in my shoulder. Holding it tight with my hand I turned around and that murderous bitch from earlier had gotten one of her hands free. "I'm going to fucking kill you!"

"You fucking bitch. You're going to regret that," I said as I moved across the cellar. I grabbed the gun from her hand and whipped her across the face with it twice, then put it in the waist band of my pants. I went to the corner to grab some chain. I wrapped the chain around her arms and wrists and pulled them tight above her head, attaching them to a hook on the wall. "I'm going to make sure you don't have anything else on you. You're not going to pull another one over me," I said and put my knife to her shirt, dragging it down so it sliced clean open. I moved to her pants and unzipped them roughly, yanking them off of her. "Maybe I'll just leave you like that." 



While he was preoccupied checking out his shoulder, I pulled my leg back and kicked out as hard as I could, catching him in the back of the knee and making him fall. "I'm glad she shot you. Wish she would've gotten you in the head though," I said and kicked him again.

I was so pissed I couldn't see straight. I finally stood up and turned to face her. "Rhett...do me a favor and cut this one's clothes off too." 

I took out another knife from my boot and handed it to him. "Here. Why don't you do the honors. If I do it, I'll be tempted to take her myself first." He took the knife from me and I knelt down in front of the girl, holding her legs down between my knees. "What made you think shooting my partner would be a good idea?" I said, putting my knife to her neck.

My face and head was throbbing "You keep saying we're all going to die anyway so why not?"


I took my good arm and started slicing her clothes away "Damn, look at you. I'm going to leave you like that and as soon as I dig this bullet out of my arm I'll be back. And when I get back I'm going to choke you on my dick for kicking me while Rhett holds one of your buddies at knife point incase you decide to misbehave."