Damien POV
Returning home without the little bitch, Rhea has put me in a foul mood. I cannot believe that I once had actual feelings for this bitch, but I did. At one point, I thought that maybe I would spare her and keep her for me. No, she had to tangle with Soul and set an entire chain of actions off that will ultimately lead her in bed with my master.
Her contract is signed and sealed. I will deliver her myself to him. She will pay for all of this and then some. Soul, that bastard, why can he not stick to the plan. I only need him to help me finish this out, finish the contract, and then we would be free, but instead, he had to jump in bed with Rhea.
"Master, are you okay?" a meek little voice coming from Roxy as she walks into my bedroom to check on me.
I look at her. Roxy is a beautiful woman, maybe, just maybe, she could take Rhea's place, but I am not sure if anyone can take Rhea's place. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why did I take her to Randall? I was trying to punish her and fuck if it did not backfire on me.
"I am fine, Roxy. Do you want something?" I ask her. Roxy saunters into my bedroom. Her long beautiful legs are protruding from under a white silk sleeping top. She comes close to me, touching my shoulders.
"Are you hungry, master?" Roxy asks me. She takes off her silk sleep top exposing all of herself to me. I touch her waist and pull her close to me.
"I am hungry, Roxy. I am ravenous and angry," I say to her. I pull her close to me hard. I grab her ass and bite into her breast. Roxy moans as I take a bite out of her.
"Feed on me, Master. Take what you need," Roxy says.
I pull her around into the bed quickly and hold her down with my body weight. I move to her neck, piercing her flesh. I grind against her as I feed on her. She is so sweet.
I am so angry about Rhea escaping. I could feed on Roxy until I take her life. Would that make me feel better? Or should I fuck her until I feel better? Maybe I will fuck her and take Soul's life. This dilemma is all his fault.
I have to honor the contract with my master, or else my ass will be in hell with him. I will put the blame on Soul. This would not be a lie, and it is his fault. Fuck Soul and his harem.
I release Roxy's neck. Her red blood is dripping from my fangs and running down her neck. "Oh, Master, how can I make you feel better? You look so stressed," she says, running her hand across my chest.
I unzip my pants, releasing my cock. "Do you want to fuck me, master?" Roxy says.
"Shut up," I yell at her.
I grab her hips and flip her onto her stomach. I do not want to look at her face. There is no way she could take Rhea's place ever with me, but I can use her any way I want until I get Rhea back.
I slam my cock into her hard. I need this. I wanted to fuck Rhea, but instead, I am fucking this whore. I slam into her with all of my anger. I grab her wrist and pull them behind her, holding them as I plow into her pussy.
"Oh, yes, master, that feels so good," Roxy says.
"Shut UP! I do not want to hear your voice," I scream at her.
I slam into her harder and deeper. Her wet pussy dripping down her legs as I give it to her. "Yes, Rhea, Yes, I want to fuck you good tonight," I say.
I continue plowing into her pussy, eyes closed, thinking of Rhea and her sweet pussy. I push myself into her pussy deep and hard. "You like that, Rhea, you do, don't you? You love my cock, don't you?" I talk to Roxy, she better not answer. She better let me have this.
Roxy moans loudly as I take my anger out on her pussy. "Fuck my pussy, master," Roxy moans.
I pull out of her and flip her over. "You want me! Is that what you want Roxy, you cannot even let me pretend you are Rhea, then fine, I will fuck you until you cannot walk," I yell at her. I spread her legs and dive in hard.
I grab her wrist and hold her down as I fuck her pussy. "Do not cum," I say to her as I go in deeper. Rhea moans loudly and squirms beneath me as I have my way with her.
I sink my fangs into her neck as I penetrate her as hard and deep as I can. "Your cock feels so good, master; please let me cum," Roxy pleads with me.
I slam into her hard and push in deep. I release her neck. "Cum, my little whore," I say to her.
Roxy begins to shiver as she cums. Her moans grow louder. "Harder, my master, please, give it to me harder," Roxy demands of me.
I push into her and hold my position. Roxy squirms. "I want it, please, fuck me," Roxy begs me for more cock.
I pull out and push back in hard again, then hold my position. She pushes her hips up. "Make me cum again, my master, please," Roxy begs me louder this time.
"You are a little whore," I say to her. I begin fucking her hard and fast. I sink my teeth into her neck again. I am going to drain this whore dry. I push into her and hold my position as I release myself into her.
"Let her go, Damien," I hear a familiar voice behind me.
I release Roxy's neck and look behind me. "Rhea, did you decide to come home to daddy," I say to her.
"Yes, daddy, I decided to come home to you," Rhea says so sweetly.
I pull out of Roxy. "Is she dead?" Roxy asks.
"Not yet," I answer her.
"Are you trying to kill her?" Rhea asks.
"Yes, she is not you. I only want you, Rhea," I say.
"Well then, I guess you better clean her off of you if you want me," Rhea says.
"Where did you go?" I ask her.
"I went home, and then I remembered that I am in love with you, so I came back to you, Damien," Rhea says.
"Help me," Roxy says in a tiny voice. I turn to Roxy and punch her in the face. "Die already, bitch," I yell at Roxy.
"Oh, Damien, come to see," Rhea says.
I get out of the bed and go to Rhea. She kisses me on the lips so sweetly. "We should go to my room, master," Rhea says.
Rhea takes my hand, and I follow her to out of the bedroom. "How did you get here?" I ask her.
"I took a cab from my apartment. I had to get back to you," Rhea says.
We walk down the hall to Rhea's room. She opens the door. Before we go in, she pulls me to her and kisses me hard, letting her tongue slide into my mouth. Rhea smiles at me and pushes me into her dark bedroom.
"Get on the bed, master," Rhea says to me.
I walk to Rhea's bed and get on the bed. Rhea closes the door and flips on the light. Rhea is gone.
"Good Evening, Damien," Charlie says to me as he comes closer to me.
"You!" I scream.
I get out of the bed and jump to my feet, ready to fight. "I am going to kill you, Damien," Charlie says to me.
Charlie shots at me, but he misses. I am able to move before the bullet hits me. I hit Charlie as hard as I can. Then I feel it. Something is in my chest. I look down to see it. It is a knife in my chest.
"I missed your heart on purpose. I want you to suffer, Damien," Charlie says.
Charlie begins shooting me with special bullets, and the shots burn when they enter my body. I fall to the floor. Charlie stands over me and stabs me again and again.
"Damien, it is going to be a long night for you," Charlie says.
Charlie begins binding my wrist and feet. He starts to walk away, and I bite into his leg. I will not let go. The door opens, and two more men come into the room, and then I see her. FUCK, IT IS MORGAN!
Morgan kicks me in the face. I release Charlie's leg. "Damien, you are coming with us for a fun night you will never forget," Morgan says to me.
"We have to get the other women and that damn witch!" Rhea screams.
"I will kill you all!" I scream at them. Rhea stomps on my face repeatedly. "I am going to rip your fangs out myself," Rhea says to me.
Charlie puts a hood over my head, and they pick me up to carry me out of the house. They might kill me, but they will never find the master's women.
Roxy POV
The master is angry. He leaves me alone in the bedroom and goes with Rhea. Why is she back? Where has she been? I lay here on the bed; I am sore and pondering the fact that he tried to take my life. I thought the master would care for me, but he is so angry with me. I am not the one that left him. It was Rhea that left us alone without her.
The bedroom door opens. "I am sorry I displeased you, master. Spare my life, and I will serve you more efficiently," I humbly say.
It is not my master who enters the room or Rhea. It is a familiar woman. "Jasmine," she says softly. I have not heard that name before.
"I am sorry, but my name is number one or Roxy," I say to her.
She sits down on the bed with me. She is beautiful and tender when she touches me. "Your name is Jasmine," she whispers as her hand touches mine.
"Jasmine," I repeat back to her.
"Yes, Jasmine. Your name was Jasmine before all of this before you came here with these terrible men," she says in a whisper.
"I do not remember that name. I remember being number one, and then Rhea named me Roxy," I say.
"It is okay. I am going to help you remember everything. Where are your clothes? We have to get you out of here. You are coming with me," she says.
"Where are you taking me?" I ask her.
"I am taking you with me, where you belong, Jasmine," she says.
"Who are you?" I ask her.
"I am Morgan. We know each other well. We were friends at one time, and I want to help you remember everything," she says to me. She reaches out her hand to help me out of bed.
"The master will be angry if I leave with you, Morgan. I need to stay here and wait for him to return," I say.
Morgan leans down to me. She looks into my eyes and smiles. "Roxy, your master tried to kill you, sweetie. I am going to keep you safe and help you remember being Jasmine," Morgan says.
"What if I want to stay here with the master?" I ask her.
"Your master is coming with us, so come on. Let's get you dressed, and you can see that he is with us," Morgan says.
"Okay, I will get dressed if the master is okay with me coming with you," I say to her.
"I am sure the master will be delighted to see you with me," Morgan says.
"Okay, I will dress then. I do not want to upset the master. I do not like it when he is upset," I say to her.
She touches my hand. "I understand completely, my friend," Morgan says.
I take her hand and get out of the bed. I grab my sleep shirt off the floor and slip into it. "Honey, you need something more than that to wear," Morgan says to me.
"I have something in the bedroom," I say to her.
We walk out of the bedroom and down the hall to my room. I go into the closet and get pants and a shirt to slip on quickly. "Where are your shoes?" Morgan asks me.
I look around and find a pair of shoes. I slip into my clothes and shoes. "I am ready," I say to her.
Morgan takes my hand, and we walk down the staircase to the front door. Two men are waiting for us at the door. "Charlie has him loaded, and Rhea is already in the van. Is she coming with us?" one of the men asks Morgan. "Yes, this is Jasmine; I mean Roxy," Morgan says to the men. They nod and wait for us to exit before coming out of the house behind us.
There is a van waiting for us. I get in the back with Morgan and Rhea. I do not see my master. "Where is Damien?" I ask Morgan. "He is tied up at the moment," Rhea says with an evil smile.
I look at her and squint my eyes. "Why did you leave me all alone with him? He was angry," I say to her.
"I came back for you and brought help. Morgan and Charlie will help you get your memories back," Rhea says to me.
"What are you talking about, Rhea? I am fine," I say to her.
Rhea touches my hand. "No, Roxy, you are not fine. You tried to help me, and this is what happened to you. Damien wanted to kill you and punish you for something that is not your fault. Now, let these people help you so you can help the others," Rhea says.
"What others?" I ask her.
"The other women that Damien and Soul are holding captive. We have to helo them escape before something bad happens to them," Rhea says.
"Why are you talking like this? Don't you love Damien and Soul? I love both of them, and I will not betray either of them. They save me, just like they save you. Why are you so ungrateful?" I ask her.
"We will see how you feel later," Rhea says to me.
I notice Morgan keeps looking at me oddly. It is making me uncomfortable. What is with her, and why is she trying to help me? Morgan does not even know me. This entire situation is odd to me.
We arrive at an apartment building in the city. I get out of the van with Rhea and Morgan. The men stay behind. "Where is Damien?" I ask, but neither of them answers me. They lead me into the apartment building and take me up the elevator.
When we get off the elevator, we walk down a long hall to an apartment. Rhea opens the door, and we go into the apartment. I am nervous. I do not understand what is going on with all of this situation. "Where is my master?" I demand to know.
"I am going to make you some tea, have a seat, and we will tell you everything you need to know," Morgan says to me.
I am furious with both of them, but I take a seat at the kitchen table. A young man comes into the kitchen with Rhea and Morgan.
"Roxy, this is Tyler. He is a friend of mine from the club I worked at before I came to work for Damien," Rhea says to me as she takes a seat with me at the table. Tyler sits down with us. I look him over, he looks familiar, but I cannot place him.
"Hello, Tyler, Do you know where my master is at? They will not let me see my master. Rhea and Morgan have kidnapped me and brought me here against my will," I say.
"I did not make you come with us, but it is in your best interest to listen up to what we have to say to you, Roxy," Morgan says to me.
"You both are confusing me. I am scared, and I want my master," I begin to cry for Damien. I want Damien. Why are they doing this to me?
"Drink this tea, and it is good for you. It will help you calm the fuck down," Morgan says, handing me a cup of tea.
I look at the odd-colored tea. It is hot and smells funny. "Are you trying to poison me?" I ask them as I peer into the cup of tea.
"No, Roxy, we are not trying to poison you. We are trying to help you if you let us. Now drink the damn tea," Morgan says, demandingly.
"Okay, damn, you do not have to be so bitchy toward me. I do not know you, and you are scaring me. I have the right to ask what you are giving me and where my master is at since you promised me he would be here, and he obviously is not here with us," I say to Morgan.
"Oh, he will be here soon. We have to bring him in a back way," Morgan says.
Rhea watches me intensely as I finally begin drinking the tea Morgan gave me to drink. I sip the tea slowly. It actually is not that bad. "Drink it all, please," Rhea says to me.
I drink all of the tea. I immediately begin to feel strange. "I knew it; you are trying to poison me. You killed the master, didn't you? Let me out of here!" I scream as I jump up from the table.
My mind becomes fuzzy, and I feel strange. Am I dying? "Jasmine, do you remember anything? Jasmine, it is me, Morgan. Do you remember me?" Morgan asks me.
"Morgan, Morgan, something is wrong with me," I whisper to her.
I fall into her arms. "You are okay, Jasmine. Let the tea work. You need to remember everything so that we can help the others," Morgan says to me.
I begin to sob and scream. "She remembers everything, and this is going to be difficult for her. She was their right hand. I am sure these memories will be horrific," Morgans says.
Morgan holds me as the memories flood into my mind. Damien, Soul, the other women, all the horrors I have witnessed at the hands of these men, and him, the big master. "What is happening to me? What have I done?" I sob.
Morgan holds me tighter. "It is okay. We are going to make everything right. You, me, Rhea, and the hunters. We will set things right," Morgans says.