14

Two weeks later:
Lo shook her head at herself as she sat tied on the floor under Ben and Lo’s house. She couldn’t believe how stupid she had been to actually believe Lou and Ben would just collect the money and let her be. She had been dumb enough to come into THEIR HOUSE unescorted.
She should have listened to Ty when he said he would come with her, but now, he wouldn’t even know where Ben and Lou live although she was sure he could easily get that information from his sources. He would never know that she was currently under their house even when he found their address.
She wasn’t sure how long it had been since they had forced her to strip and had manhandled her into their basement through the trapdoor under the rug in the living room. All she knew was that Lou would come when he felt like it, beat her, rape her and try to get her to cry while Ben watched from the shadows.
There was a single light in the basement and the floor was hard concrete. There was no sort of heating here but there was also no sort of ventilation anyway so it was basically just the same fucking temperature all the time. A single bulb hung from a wire in the center of the room so all the corners were cast in shadows.
Lou loved to drag her to the middle of the room and taunt her in attempts to make her cry. So far, she hadn’t broken and in the empty silence of the basement, Lo promised herself that no matter what Lou did, she would seal her ducts shut and not let a single tear flow free. She would not give them the satisfaction of seeing her cry.
As Lo thought of Ty and what he would be doing at that moment, she saw a faint light in the roof and smelled cigars which meant either Ben or Lou had come for a visit.
“Come to pay a visit to we in the Underworld, have you?” she asked, wondering how she still had strength to speak when she hadn’t eaten or drank water in ages. Unfortunately, her voice came out hoarse and raspy.
“For fuck’s sake, Lo,” Lou said as he descended the steps into the basement, “we bring food and water for you every day and you refuse to eat or drink. Now you sound like you’ve been eating sand paper.”
Lo ignored him.
“Anyway,” Lou continued, “I came to give you a piece of juicy information which I think you might be interested in. It’s about lover boy.”
Lo forced herself not to show any reaction.
“I went to the store earlier today and couldn’t help but notice on one of the magazines that your lover boy has already moved on. Isn’t that just great? We can keep you here as long as we want and nobody will even bother. Ty was the only person who cared about you and your friends wont do shit. The same way they couldn’t do shit when you were in high school.”
The only way Lo could stop herself from reacting as Lou rambled on (even though she knew he was lying) was by zoning out and drifting off into her favorite memories. Funny how she hadn’t had any exceptionally happy memories until the past few months with Ty. Her life had been a constant battle but now, she remembered how Ty’s eyes shone everytime he looked at her and how it felt to be cooped up in his arms at night. She remembered how funny it was when she had pry herself from him whenever she wanted to pee in the middle of the night. She lost herself in those memories and in a few short moments, she was floating in sweet nostalgic bliss.
Lo was brought back to reality by a sudden, sharp pain on the left part of her face. Her eye throbbed and she felt a warm trickle from her nose that was undoubtedly a nose bleed. She had stopped counting them at this point. Her left eye stung like a motherfucker and it throbbed almost as hard as her cheek.
Looking at Lou briefly, she desperately held back a sob because she knew that was what he wanted.
Lou looked very far from someone who had just bitch-slapped a defenseless women. He was the epitome of cool, calm and collected, except for the manic look in his eyes.
“I told you, Lo,” he said calmly, “listen to me when I'm talking to you.”
Lo averted her gaze.
Lou tutted, “Very well. I’ll just have to punish you for your impunity. You will learn to respect me, Lo.”
With that, he yanked at her limbs until she was on her hands and knees. Lo noticed a movement in the shadows that meant one thing; Ben was watching.
Lo heard Lou remove his belt and she felt herself break a little bit more. At this rate, she was going to be shattered in very little time; she could feel her resolve cracking with every second she endured in this windowless room.
From her back, Lou leaned over and pressed his fingers deep into her jaws and she yelped, her face still sore from the slap earlier. He took advantage of her yelp and shoved his thick belt into her mouth, holding both ends and successfully reining her like a horse.
It was so fucking painful and Lo felt like her face was being ripped into two. Lou used his reins to push her onto his hard dick. She found it hard to understand how someone would even be hard in this situation.
Lo screamed with each thrust as her vagina burned and burned. Her pussy was drier than the Savannah but Lou kept pushing himself in despite the uncomfortable chaffing.
Her only saving grace was that Lou never lasted long. He was grunting and pouring his disgusting seed into her in less than a minute.
Lou couldn’t take it anymore. She emptied her already-empty stomach all over the concrete floor.
Over her dry-heaving, she could hear Ben laughing from where he was. At least she hadn’t given them satisfaction by shedding tears.
“I’m sending food down for you,” Ben said, “eat or you will regret it.”
Lo knew that she would eat this time because for one, she NEVER puked, not to talk of when her stomach was completely empty. Something was going on with her body and she was determined to survive this and see it through.