HIS: Book 1 in the HIS trilogy Page 13

  In her room she sat by her window to try and calm her impassioned body.

  She had been so close and the way He had looked at her, touched her, kissed her... well it had been enough to make her breath catch even with him long gone now.

  He was off chasing down Kane and his club.

  He was doing it to protect her to protect his guys and to protect the town his father had laid claim to.

  Yet she really just wanted him back here in this house in her bed.

  Laying down she dreamed about him taking her she dreamed about feeling him between her thighs.

  Waking up the next morning Winifred sat about getting ready for school.

  Pulling on a pair of jeans a Gas Monkey Garage T-shirt and some Vans she rushed into the kitchen for a glass of juice and a piece of toast, her normal breakfast, but she was brought to a stop when a pair of meaty arms wrapped around her waist lifting her from her feet.

  Winifred began thrashing and kicking in an attempt to force her attacker to drop her but those meaty arms just tightened around her ribs crushing her lungs.

  After she began to become limp in the man's arms he loosened his grip.

  Winifred coughed as air began to refill her bruised lungs.

  When she looked around she was horrified to find none other than Kane himself setting at the kitchen table watching her through his smirking eyes.

  Winifred was also shocked to see Mary-Elizabeth standing behind Kane's right shoulder.

  The sick twisted look of satisfaction on Mary's face brought home the seriousness of Winifred's current situation.

  Kane smiled, "I see you have met Mary before. "

  His words taunting.

  Unable to speak past her shock Winifred shook her head yes.

  Reaching back he waited for Mary to bend down a little before he rammed his hand into her hair and yanked her face to his own.

  Kissing her while ramming his tongue down her throat Kane was making a vulgar statement with his dominating manner with Mary.

  When he released Mary she stumbled backwards until her back came into contact with the wall.

  Mary was not looking so cocky now as she wiped at her lips with her sleeve.

  Ignoring her Kane stood up and made his way over to Winifred.

  Reaching up he touched a piece of her loose hair.

  "Mary here had been doing a wonderful job keeping an eye on your boyfriend for me... hell she even went deep cover for me with more than one member of your boyfriends little club she's even fucked your boyfriend for me."

  Moving away from Winifred he walked back to Mary's side yanking her away from the wall his grip on her arm so tight the other woman whimpered in pain.

  "Mary here used to be my best. She would spread those creamy white thighs for anyone anywhere I told her... until your boyfriend came along and then she fancied herself in love."

  Pushing her forward he pushed so hard the other woman lost her balance before falling to the floor on her hands and knees.

  "He broke her made her forget her place her job and in my club a woman whose forgotten her place and her job is useless... what is a useless woman good for Mary? "

  Mary looked for the first time too scared to talk.

  Bending down so his mouth was close to Mary's ear he spoke again his tone scary and lilting.

  "Did you think your fake reports and your lies would really fool me Mary? "

  Mary dropped her head and cried.

  He ripped her head up using her hair.

  "What.. do. .we..do with useless women Mary? "

  "Whores... you make them whores."

  Smiling gleefully now Kane called for a man dubbed Ripper.

  The man was close to six four and was a solid wall of muscle.

  "Ripper how long has it been since you have had your own personal slave?"

  Ripper smiled with delight and something like relish.

  "Too long boss; too long."

  "Take the whore."

  Winifred watched frozen as Mary screamed and fought the other man who reached down and hoisted her off the floor and over his shoulder.

  After Ripper and Mary disappeared from the room with Mary's screams still echoing in the distance Kane turned his attention back to Winifred.

  "Now on to some fun."

  Pointing to a chair at the kitchen table Kane indicated where he wanted her meaty captor to put her.

  Once She was seated in the chair she was tied to it with the use of zip ties.

  Unable to move and completely at Kanes mercy Winifred felt panic tighten her chest.

  She had no idea what he wanted but after seeing how he treated other people especially females she didn't know what to expect.

  She prayed Jaxxon was on his way back and would save her but honestly she knew she was fooling herself.

  Jaxxon was out searching for Kane while the devil himself sat at their very table with Winifred at his mercy.

  Chapter 18

  Opening her eyes; her vision blurry Winifred looked around the tiny room she was in.

  The room was small she had just enough room to stretch out her legs and arms.

  There was an uncovered light bulb illuminating the space.

  The walls were bare with no pictures, paintings or shelves.

  In all honesty it looked to be a closet.

  Her head was hurting a sharp pain ran from her temple to her jaw.

  Reaching inside her mouth she pulled her fingers out to see blood covering them; the taste of iron caused her to gag.

  Attempting to stand up she discovered her body was stiff and sore.

  Reaching out she pushed on the door in front of her.

  The door had no knob that she could turn.

  Hitting the door with her hand she attempted to force the door open.

  No luck.

  After a session of kicking, hitting, and screaming Winifred was exhausted.

  She was too weak and sore.

  The weakness and the pain scared her because she couldn't remember how it happened.

  How she came to be in this room or why her head hurt so bad.

  She was for the first time in a long time truly scared.

  She sat and stood in that room for what seemed like hours before anyone came to let her out.

  When she first laid eyes on him, she wanted to stay in the room.

  He was tall and scruffy looking.

  He was covered in tattoos and leather.

  This man was trouble, whoever crossed him was going to be in deep shit.

  He reached into the room and wrapped his hand around the fleshy part of her upper arm.

  Giving her a sharp quick jerk he pulled her out while bruising her tender flesh.

  Well he may be a brawler now but Jaxxon would take each bruise on her arm and body out of his ass soon enough.

  The big goon drug her down a long hallway that was dark and dank.

  When they came to a door at the very end of the hallway on the right he pulled her to a stop.

  The goon seemed conflicted for a moment.

  It was like he didn't really want to take her in there.

  However he soon straightened his back and laid a meaty hand on the doorknob.

  "Keep your head down don't look around too much and keep your opinions to yourself... the more you react the most pleasure he is going to get."

  Winifred was shocked.

  The goon was trying to give her advice on how to act to what she was about to undergo.

  Maybe she wouldn't let Jaxxon beat his ass after all.

  Entering the room she did just what the nice goon had told her to do.

  Keeping her head down she walked beside him but her eyes wandered.

  She took in a deep breath of shocked horror.

  All around her men and women were taking part in some very scandalous behavior.

  THEY WERE HAVING SEX EVERYWHERE!

  She couldn't help the little hiss of breath that escaped her at the sight of all of those people havin
g sex.

  She dropped her eyes to her feet when she feet the goons hand tighten on her arm.

  They maneuvered around the fornicating people.

  They came to a stop and Winifred just knew without a doubt she was in front of Kane.

  Looking up for a split second she saw a pretty blonde who seemed to be high giving Kane head.

  Kane was groaning his hand fisted in the girls hair keeping her mouth down on his cock.

  Lowering her eyes to the floor once more Winifred shook her head in disgust.

  "Don't act like your so against it; why only last night I had you up here high on coke sucking my dick and loving it."

  Kane's words left Winifred unable to continue looking at her feet.

  She needed to see his eyes to see if he was lying.

  His eyes were stone cold and gave away nothing.

  The others in the room were laughing and learning at her.

  She felt disgusted and violated.

  Had she really been drugged and used for sex and if so what all had she done?

  Kane reached down and lifted the blonde off his cock.

  Palming the massive and swollen hunk of meat in his palm he shook it at Winifred.

  "Want to come up and try it out again baby doll you sure know how to polish it off."

  His comment brought everyone besides Winifred and the goon from earlier to laugh.

  Winifred wanted to scream at Kane she wanted to demand he tell her the truth.

  There was absolutely no way lucid or not that she would do the things he implied she had done.

  She kept her mouth shut as her goon warned her to do.

  Kane sat in silence waiting for her to react but her silence ruined his fun so he ordered her goon; whose name she now knew was Diego, to take her back to her closet until she was more aware of her surroundings.

  He thought her too drugged up to talk.

  Maybe he had done those horrible things he had described.

  Was that why Diego told her to keep her mouth shut?

  When they reached her room Winifred was lost inside her own thoughts.

  She was so busy trying to make up her mind if she would believe Kane or not that she didn't see or feel Diego pushing her gently as he tried to nudge her forward into the room.

  When she was shoved into the room as Diego had lost his patients with the girl in a trance she turned glaring eyes on him.

  If he had allowed that sicko to touch her then he was no better than the rest of them.

  She was still glaring at him as he shut her door.

  Alone she was left with the torment of her racing thoughts.

  That was until she heard Diego speak.

  "It was all lies to mess with your mind... he has not touched you I swear."

  Winifred released the tension in her shoulders.

  She had spent years protecting her virginity from her step father's advances.

  Then she found the one man she wanted to take it; the one man she wanted to gift it to.

  She couldn't cope with another rapist trying to take her.

  If this one did she was not sure her mind could take it.

  Her body would come away a little worse for wear but she was used to physical pain her mind however that was a frail thing still.

  Sitting back down on the floor she prayed Jaxxon made it soon.

  Jaxxon was livid.

  Having torn apart his town and the surrounding areas in search for Winifred he was beginning to lose his grip on his anger.

  Already he had burned down three biker bars belonging to Kane, a strip club Kane frequented and he had killed five of Kane's Sargent of Arms.

  He was desperate to find her.

  He wanted to tell her everything; to reveal his darkest secret.

  He was ready to take her body; he was ready to own her soul.

  Standing by his bike with all of his men out looking for his woman he made a silent vow to kill Kane when he found him.

  To kill him and to bath in his blood.

  Words could not describe the humiliation she felt.

  Kane had finally called for her again the following night.

  This time Diego was to bring her to Kane, wearing nothing but her underwear.

  Standing up on the empty stripper stage beside a pool she wanted to sanitize she held her arms crossed over her chest.

  She couldn't hide anything really.

  She was after all still wearing the silky white predictably see through bra and panty set Jaxxon had bought her.

  She however still had some pride left and was doing her best to save it.

  "I said to dance for me babe."

  Kane slapped his hand on the mini stage where she stood.

  Winifred shook her head No.

  Kane mumbled something to a man standing behind him.

  A man that had been licking his lips and rubbing himself from the minute she came into the room.

  The man's smile was atrocious with half his teeth black and also scary.

  What has Kane told him?

  The man made his way down to the stage to Winifred and hopped up on the stage so he was standing beside her.

  The man began to strip his clothes off.

  Winifred turned her now wild eyes off the undressing man and back to Kane who was tapping his fingers together.

  "Why is he undressing?" She asked, her voice trembling.

  "Oh don't worry about Slapper so much... he is only up there to fuck you if you still want to refuse to dance for me."

  So that's how it was.

  Either she perform a strip show for Kane and a few of his men or Kane was going to allow Slapper to rape her right there on the stage.

  She wanted to refuse but she knew deep down Kane wasn't bluffing.

  Winifred lowered her hands and began to gyrate her hips like she had seen the sluttier girls at school do.

  As she moved she could see Slapper shove his hand down the waistband of his briefs.

  He was touching his cock while she danced

  Looking out into the small crowd she could see the other men too were touching themselves as she moved.

  Kane slapped his hand down again.

  "Let's see them little tits now babe. "

  For a split sec she hesitated.

  Her hesitation was all Slapper needed to moved.

  Stepping up behind her he whipped or a knife.

  He used his knife to cut away the thin material of her bra.

  Winifred screamed when she felt Slapper Palm her breasts and squeeze them hard.

  He ground his dick into her ass.

  Kane motioned for him to step back so Winifred could continue her dance.

  Shaking like a leaf Winifred reached for her final piece of clothing when Kane stood stopping her dance and ordering everyone from the room.

  There was the sound of zippers being pulled up and agitated groans being made but no one protested.

  When they were finally alone Kane motioned for Winifred to continue.

  Too scared to refuse she began her dance again.

  She was reaching for her panties when all hell broke loose.

  Kane approached her with an evil glint in his eyes.

  His hands reached for her hips.

  He was obviously going for her panties when the door to the room flew open and Jaxxon came charging in.

  Winifred felt her frail body relax for the first time since her kidnapping.

  Sinking to the floor she covered her naked chest and began sobbing.