Past - 17 The night of nightmare

Regina's hand went for the knife at lightning speed. She didn't care anything now, she didn't want to be raped by ten men. That would be worse than death. She thought she would rather kill one of them and then die than being raped by them.

But before she could do anything, Vulture grabbed her hand as if he had already expected that.

"What a shame. I thought you were learning." With brute force he almost crushed her hand, causing her to scream but he didn't let her as he grabbed something from her food plate and stuffed it inside her mouth.

"Tonight you'll suck their cocks until they are satisfied. You'll be fucked in your ass, in your cunt, in your mouth. You'll drink every single drop coming out of their cock. And since you dared to refuse me, I'm going to strip you naked and punish you in front of everyone after this party."

He released her wrist with a forceful shove, pushing her back into the chair. "If you dare to refuse me again, I'm going to make every single man present in this hall fuck you. Now eat."

The courage she had just a few moments ago was gone, the threat of being raped by every man present in the hall, did affect her. She didn't dare to defy him again. Since her right hand was now, in bone-crushing pain, she used her left hand to eat, she had no appetite after all of that but she didn't want to see his threat came to life.

Thinking of what was going to happen to her, a feeling of killing herself rose inside her a lot of times, but the hope and desire of getting out from getting all of that and starting a life with Jason once again made held her back. There was also a fear inside her that if she died, what will happen to Jason, maybe he'll spend his whole life looking for her.

Thinking of her life just a few months ago, the date she had with Jason, tears started crowding in her eyes, but she held them back. She didn't want to show her weak side to those men, who were looking at her like hungry wolves looking at a lamb.

Soon when the dinner was over, a waiter came to pick up the plates. After he picked up all the plates, Vulture said something in his ears after which he nodded and left with the empty plates.

In less than five minutes, while Regina was reminiscing to avoid the terrifying thoughts of her future, Jane came to their table. She was still wearing the same outfit but she was not alone. She was holding one end of a leash. Next to her leg was a woman standing on her knees and hands. On her whole body, there was nothing that can be called clothes except a collar around her neck to which the other end of the leash was attached, a tail hanging from her ass, and a cane in her mouth.

"Master," she said and dropped her head a little bit.

The woman crawled quickly next to the Vulture and just like a pet dog looked at him with that cane in her mouth.

"Strip and climb over the table," he said.

Vulture's voice brought Regina back to reality. By the time she came out of her reminiscing, the table they dined on, was empty from anything, the men sitting around that table were standing in a side, Vulture was standing where he was sitting a few moments ago, next to him was Jane who was still holding the leash of that woman, who in turn was sitting next to the feet of Jason and looking at Regina.

With rather fiery eyes she stared at Vulture and refused to obey him.

"Seems like you want to take everyone's dick." He threatened her in a low voice.

Regina turned to look around herself, the whole hall was full of lustful eyes, staring all over her. They looked like wild dogs looked at a piece of meat. Terror gripped her heart, the thought of Vulture asking everyone one of them to rape her made her mind go numb.

Starting with the necklace, Regina one by one took off everything Jane had put on her before slowly climbing on that table, and closing her eyes thinking of the good times she had spent with Jason.

"Bend over and then put your hands behind your back." Vulture's voice came from behind her.

This was the worst kind of humiliation she had suffered till now. Before also she had been forced to strip naked, but that used to be among the presence of just two or three men, but this time her whole body was naked in front of a crowd of hundreds of men.

When she used to work at her nightclub she used to show her body in front of hundreds of men, but even then there would be few clothes on her body that used to protect the titbit of shame she had in her. She had never been naked in front of hundreds of men. This was humiliating but she still followed.

Right now on the table, she looked like an exotic animal that was put on a display for everyone to see.

"Ten blows. Let's see if this can make you beg to me or not." There was a vicious smile on the Vulture's face as he picked up the cane and hold it in his hand while looking at Regina's ass.

Screech...

Regina heard a loud screeching voice as if something was cutting through the air. But before she could understand what it was...

"Ahhhh..."

A loud scream came out of Regina's mouth. She felt as if someone had put a red hot iron rod on her ass. It was burning, as she felt an agonizing pain there.

"Count." When her screaming stopped, a voice came from behind.

"One." In almost a crying voice she shouted.

Without giving her more time to think of the agonizing pain on her ass, Paul once again raised up the cane towards the sky before slamming...

"Ahhhhhhh..."

"Count."

"Two..."

It hurt, it hurt a lot, every time the cane touched her skin, it left a dark red spot there. It hurt as if she was about to die from that pain alone. She kept herself together, more or less, just screaming until the fourth stroke, after which she gave in to the pain, and started sobbing and crying as she called out each stroke by number.

Five...

Six...

Seven...

Eight...

Nine...

"T... Te... Tn..." Somehow she managed to bring out the little voice left inside her. She felt her consciousness leaving her body. She could not feel her ass anymore, there was just burning agonizing pain there.

"Now, get down and crawl back to your room. These gentlemen will be there with me in two hours, till then take some rest."

With no longer courage or consciousness to think anything, she obediently got down from the table and crawled out of the hall naked.

He made good on his promise, just after the two hours when Regina could feel her ass again, Vulture along with his men came to her room.

"Let's have a clear look at this new slave now." The old-looking said just after entering her room.

These were the only word she remembered from that night, these were words that marked the beginning of her nightmare.

They fucked her just the way Vulture had said they would. She fought them as hard as she could, but they tied her down with painful ropes and shoved one by one shoved their dicks inside her.

It hurt like hell but all she could do was hang there and let them do whatever they wanted. She tried to throw punches swing her legs but she was alone among ten men. Seeing her struggling made them more excited.

She felt disgusted.

She felt she should kill herself.

She begged them, she cried in front of them, but they didn't hear her sobbing, they didn't hear the pleadings, they didn't hear her screams. For them, it was becoming more and more exciting. It was as if they were competing among themselves on who could make her more miserable, who could break her down more and more.

When one finished, the other one shoved his cock inside, when after he released everything inside her, the next one replaced him. Like that all of the nine men raped her again and again. The night passed in agony, it was nothing less than a nightmare. She thought she was being ripped apart in half.

She did not remember how many times she was fucked, or how many times they slapped her on her face to keep her awake, or how many times she begged to them. She already lost consciousness after an hour or two. But that did not stop them, they injected some drug inside her to keep her awake. But after two or three doses, it also started having no effect on her. Even though with that drug she had her eyes open but she was barely conscious.

She could not feel a thing, she just kept hanging from the ceiling while murmuring something in a mosquito-like voice.

She had heard much news about rapes so she knew that it would be horrible to anyone, she had never imagined that one day she'll be also going through that nightmare. She realized that night that she was wrong all the time, it was not horrible, it was just inhumane, it was not a nightmare, it was just hell.