FORTY-FIVE

Kamilla Lopez

When leaving the room Nick grabbed my arm pulling me to the stairs, I try to get out of his grip but in response he squeezes even harder. His steps were wide and fast, I needed to run to keep up, one of these I almost stumbled and went to the ground, his hand gripping my arm made it impossible. He opens the main door, leaves and goes down the front stairs of that property, I look around, it was huge, but quite macabre. I see him continue to lead me towards a kind of prison, it wasn't quite specific, I look at the great walls where there were armed men escorting and watching.

I look at Nick, he has a serious look, but he keeps pulling me to that place, in front of the iron gate he knocks, soon it is opened, and the guard gives us space to enter. An apprehensive eye, there were many guards, I was afraid, why did he bring me here? For these places? It was macabre, scary, I hear people screaming, men's distress, my legs shake my body collapses.

— Where are you taking me, Nick?

— Quiet, you'll know soon enough.

— I am scared.

— It should.

Another door is pressed, he enters the place pulling me, I look around, it looks like some kind of metallic box. He releases me and presses an intercom on the wall.

— Bring the prisoner. — orders him.

I look at Nick scared, he also looks at me, there was no expression on his face, he was serious with his dark blue eyes. I hear footsteps outside and murmurs of pain, guards bring a man with them, he had his head down, but I don't recognize him, he is put in a chair and tied up, the guards leave, and it's just Nick and me with the man.

— Keep your head up!

The man does what he asked, his face was very hurt like his body, but even so I recognized him, I took a step back, it was the same man who tried to abuse me on the beach. I hug my body scared, Nick looks at my movements and clenches his jaw. I face the man again, on his disgusting lips there was a malicious smile, he looks at me and asks:

— Are you braless, my angel? Show me.

— You filthy pig!— I offend him, feeling disgust for being there.

Nick approaches him in slow steps, the man looks at him scared, I see him gulp, he knows who Nick is, that's why his malicious smile disappeared from his lips, but even so he didn't back down from saying those words. Nick looks at him with contempt, he wanted to kill him, I could see that.

— So you're the one who tried to touch my wife?

— The lord himself.

— Hmm! Interesting.... Tell me boy, how should I kill him?

— To kill? And is it my fault that she's dressed like that on the beach? Showing off having a juicy ass?

— She could be naked, that doesn't give you the right to anything.

— It's not my fault, it's hers!

— Very good....

Nick looked at me, went to a table in that place and took a razor and handed it to me.

— You go prepare him little doll, you heard what he said, it was your fault for being so provocative on a beach.

— Nick....

— Tear the clothes off his body, prepare him.

— No, I do not want.

— Do it now!

With tears in my eyes I approach the guy, cut his shirt and then the mesh shorts that were on his body, I didn't do it with his underwear, he wasn't wearing one.

— Was that what you wanted to use to abuse my wife?— It looks like a slug.

— If it weren't for you, that pussy would have gotten into her. — she says, referring to me.

— And it's good that I showed up, in addition to being the owner, I'm her protective angel, the dark angel.

I control my tongue, so I don't offend him by thinking he owns me. Being in that place left me airborne, I didn't want to be there, specifically, I should be at home or even at work. Bianca, Dona Carolina, I don't know how they are, I hope Nick doesn't have the bruises, that feeling of fear doesn't leave me.

I watch Nick hit the bastard, and I feel a little dizzy and lean against the wall.

— Nick, I'm not feeling well.

He stops hitting the man, I see his bloody hands, he wipes his wrists with a handkerchief he took from his suit, I was terrified, although I want the man to suffer, I didn't want to be there. Nick, ignoring my words approached the intercom, ordered the — specifics— to be sent to the place we were. Nick then freed the man's legs from the ropes, but he still had handcuffs on his hands, he got up from the chair, Nick pushed him against the wall and opened the door where a group of men entered with only towels tied around their waists.

The abuser looks at the sacred men, immediately he starts crying and pleading:

— For God's sake, forgive me!

— Enjoy your last magnificent fuck!

— Please sir, don't do this, I don't want this.

— But you're the one naked, you probably want to, otherwise you'd be dressed, it's your fault!

Nick grabbed my arm and pulled me out of there, hot tears running down my face, scared, terrified, that's how I was. As we walked away, I heard the man's screams of pain and despair, I put my hands to my ears, covering them so as not to hear any sound. I didn't notice when Nick opened a door and locked us in a room, there was just a table with water and some fruit and a bed.

Breathing deeply and shaking like a vibrator, Nick approached the table and deposited the water that seemed to be cold in a glass and handed it to me, I drank the water quickly, after taking it I felt better, but I was still shaky. Nick put the glass back on the table and confidently approached me, he was close, very close, I try to get away from him pushing him with my hands, but he doesn't even move. He hugs me, hugs me tight, kisses my forehead and goes down to my ear.

— He's paying for what he almost did.

— Nick....

— Shh! Let's enjoy little doll.

Nick slid his hands to the hem of the dress, slowly he starts to climb his hands on my skin, I close my eyes, my body shivers with the touch, I feel my vagina lubricate and somehow yearn for him. Nick lays me on the bed, he removes the dress from my body and frees my breasts, he bites and sucks with desire, he circles his tongue while his right-hand fingers circle my clitoris slowly, making me more excited.

Nick kisses my neck, whispers in my ear, he was torturing me, making me more anxious. At that point nothing was going on in my head, my mind was empty and the only thing I paid attention to was his finger on my wet flesh. I hear him open his pants and release his penis, he deposits saliva on the head of the glans and masturbates. He gets back on top of me, I spread my legs wide, and I feel his head touch and slide across my soft core, I gasp, Nick stares at me horny and invades me deeply, widening my channel with his large and throbbing member.

Nick starts his strong and intense movements, our sexes collide with each other so hard that I contract, he gasps and groans hoarsely in my ear, while he fucks me, he says:

— You, mine, will never leave my side.

I try to protest, but he puts his hand between my hair and puts his mouth close to my ear:

— Accept, you will never leave my side again, this is your new life now.

Time pushes him and takes him off of me, but he grabs my wrists against the bed mattress and penetrates me harder, my orgasm forms and I release all my pleasure against his member, my legs shake and my pupil widens. Dilated. Nick continues to penetrate me, causing more sensations and delicious vibrations through my body. He kisses me passionately, he circles his tongue in mine and quickly comes, he comes intensely and moans hoarsely releasing all his semen into my vagina, I feel him throbbing, I remain standing with him still on top of me, we were breathing fast, after we control it, it leaves above.

— Get dressed. — she asked while fixing her pants.

I did what he asked, I put the dress back on and a few minutes later we left that place, I realized that he was taking me back to where we were, opening the door I found the man tied back to the chair, on the floor there was blood, a lot of blood, there was dried blood between her legs, I looked at that scene in horror.

— The time has come to say goodbye to this world.

— No, please.

— There is no forgiveness in my world.

Nick took a gun from his waistband and unlocked it, I looked at him terrified, I took a step back, in response he turned to me and handed me the gun.

— Do!

— WHA....

— Do Kamilla!

— No, I do not....

— Damn it!

Scared I grabbed his gun, trembling I approached the man, he looks at me with tears in his eyes and regret, I hold out the gun and close my eyes looking for strength for so much courage. Nick's hands touch my waist, he raises them to my hands and whispers in my ear:

— Courage doll, remember, he tried to rape you.

— I can't, Nick. I try to turn around, but he won't let me.

— Close your eyes, put your finger on the trigger, and just squeeze.

— Press!

With his scream I squeezed the trigger, the noise of the shot echoed the room, my heart stopped, Nick took the gun from my hands and ordered:

— Now open your eyes.

— No!

— Open your eyes Kamilla, obey me.

When I open it I see the man with a bullet in the head, dead, I look at my hands, I see blood spatter. My hands shake impulsively and I turn to Nick.

— We killed an abuser.

— My God....

— He deserved.