Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

Chapter 19: Slaughterhouse Rules

Disclaimer/Trigger Warning

This chapter contains an explicit depiction of torture involving cutting. If this is a trigger, plense skip to the end of the chapter.

Avery

My feet dangle above the hard floor as my wrists begins to achie from the metal cuffs digging into my skin. My voice is going hoarse from screaming for help. As I hear heels click on the marble floor, my heart stops. The fluorescent lights flicker to life casting a blinding light that makes me pinch my eyes closed. When I slowly on them, I see Jessica, Heidi, and Lenore standing before my suspended frame.

“You can’t seem to learn so we will teach you your place, Jessica hisses,

Lenore sniffs as she circles me like a hungry shark. She runs her pointy nall, which has bits of my blood underneath, along my jaw. “You will pay for touching what is mine, you filthy human bitch,” she spews venomously.

“You should have just killed yourself, but now you will beg for death Heidi says as she yanks my head back by my hair. She pries my mouth open and shoves in a pill. Soon I began to feel disorientated. Lenore elongated her fingers into sharp black talons as she sliced off my shirt. “You wore my Clint’s shirt and now the only thing that you will be wearing is your own blood,” she said as she

sliced off the rest of my clothes.

My skin erupted in goosebumps before blood started to trickle down my thin pale body. The other two girls joined Lenore in leaving many thin cuts all over my body. I screamed until I had no voice left but no one heard me due to the noise from the various types of machinery in this basement and the cheers emanating from the start of the pep rally outside, Jessica slapped me hard before she let her dragon out. The other girls followed suit. Their dragons began to breath a bit of fire over my cuts before the girls used the razor blades that they pulled out from their pockets to reopen my wounds.

won’t beg for death, instead, I will welcome it. In death, there will be no pain and most importantly no dragons. Perhaps I dreamed what happened next,

blacked out.

feet. The stench of must from the basement mixed with the putrid smell of my blood and burnt skin nauseated me. The meager contents of my stomach bubbled up my throat until I vomite all over myself and the floor. My body hurt, my skin stung, and began to feel cold…so cold before darkness took me once

Cassius

the game both flew by in a blur because I was on autopilot. I just couldn’t shake the feeling that something happened. I had this similar feeling the day that my parents were attacked and murdered two

to go

reserved. I tried to contact Asher, but he is ignoring me again. It looks like I am on my own for

lights, she shoved me onto the bed and proceeded to remove my clothes before she removed hers and, in her haste, she threw them all around the room. Jessica slithered up my body like a snake before she kissed me hard. She straddled me and I could feel how wet she was. The smell of her arousal filled my nostrils but it failed to excite me as much as it had previously, Jessica slid

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her before she slammed her pussy down hard, Jessica began to ride me hard as

true but not tonight. Oner she was nearly spent, she rolled so that I was on top of her. With my desire to get off wavering, I pumped into her a few times before I told her to cum.

the night,”

up an excuse because I don’t want to stay and I feel this lingering sense of regret that’s now coupled with that bad feeling from before. “Let’s save our first overnight for when we are officially mates.” However, my answer must have satisfied her because she smiled as she got dressed. When I arrived me, Conner was

“what is wron

asked not glancing away from the

“I don’t think that Jessica my mate. Something has changed and I have that bad feeling