An eye for an eyee

CHAPTER FIVE

Stop resisting, the more you comply, the less painful it would be for you.” One said.

“Please…. don't do this, I'm already going through a lot, don't add to my pain,” Becky pleaded.

“We honestly don't care about your pain.” He said. “Your pain is our gain.”

“She still doesn't get it,” another said. “We're still trying to be nice, just for old times’ sake.”

“If we want to be violent, we'd have all taken at least one round each,” he said.

“Please…. I'm begging you. What if I die?” Becky pleaded.

“That's why we are seeking your consent…. If you comply, this would be less painful for you, the

choice is yours,” he said. “Hurry up with your answer, I'm not sure I can wait any longer.”

“Please I can't do this, please have a heart,” Becky pleaded.

“Ok then…. The hard way it is.” One said and pounced on her.

There were four guards in total, one held her hands to the ground, while the other two held her

legs in position. The one left took off his belt, and pulled his pants down.

Becky cried and begged, as she felt him slowly pull up her skirt. Her shirt was violently taken off,

and he sucked her breast like a mad dog. Furthermore, he ripped off her panties and was about

to r**e her when the door creaked and opened.

“What the hell is going on here?” Samantha yelled.

The guard quickly got off Becky and began dressing properly.

“Umm… We were ordered to torture her.” One of them said.

“And how does that order give you lowlife idiots the boldness to r**e her…. Get the hell out of

my sight!” Samantha said sternly.

“Thank you,” Becky said weakly, covering her nakedness.

“Don't thank me….” Samantha said. “I hope they didn't r**e you, though?”

“No… Not yet.” Becky said.

“In that case…. I'll leave you to continue enjoying your cell,” Samantha said and walked out of

the room.

“Wait! Why did you save me?” Becky asked.

“I'm a woman like you, though I hate you, I still can't allow you to be r***d by those idiots.”

Samantha said and slammed the door.

“Wait! I'm...... hungry.” Becky said weakly, but no one heard her.

Becky fell to the floor, sobbing bitterly. She felt like taking her life, but there was nothing there

she could use to make as much as a dent in her skin.

“It's like they suspected I'd take my life, they were careful to remove all sharp objects,” Becky

said to herself. “What kind of life is this? I was almost r***d just now…. Could my life get any

worse?”

“Samantha might still have a soft spot for me, so maybe I could just keep trying until she breaks

and lets me go,” Becky said. “No…. She probably might just be like her mother. They are full of

surprises, and if I must get out of here, I have to be full of surprises too.”

Meanwhile, Samantha had the guards who attempted to r**e Becky killed.

“What's all this shooting I'm hearing?” Lydia said as she walked into the sitting room. “Damn…

Did you do this, Sam?”

“Yes… I did.”

“Why? Those were loyal men. What did they do that warranted death? Did they try to help that

fool escape?” Lydia asked.

“Even worse…. They attempt to r**e her, all four of them.” Samantha said, her voice laced with

disgust.

“Really? Is that the big crime?” Lydia said angrily. “I honestly thought it'd be an attempted

betrayal, not knowing they were only acting based on orders.”

“Wait…. So, you gave such a heartless order?” Samantha retorted.

“And so, what if I did? She deserves even more than that,” Lydia said.

“Mother, I'm not against you killing her, or beating and starving her…. But I won't let her be

raped by such lowlifes,” Samantha retorted. “Besides, we never planned to keep her hostage.

You said you were going to send her off or kill her if she posed any threat, but you're taking this

too far.”

“Sam… Do I have to question your loyalty to me?” Lydia asked sternly.

“No, Mother,” Samantha replied.

“Then you'll do just as I say. I decide whatever would be done to that brat, and if you dare

hinder my progress again, I'll discipline you too,” Lydia said sternly. “We can't afford to let her

pain and tears get to us.”

“I'm sorry for my incompetence, Mother, but you should have reconsidered not giving some

punishments.

You're a woman, and you know the pain you'd face if you were r***d, now imagine if it was

mere bodyguards that r***d you…. Won't your spirit be more broken?” Samantha asked.

“Hmmm…. I never looked at it that way. I guess I'll skip the r**e part. After all, there are other

ways to make her bleed.” Lydia said. “One more thing…. I never gave the r**e order.”

“All right, so what's the way forward? We have all we want, so she's useless to us,”

Samantha said.

“Not quite. I like seeing her in despair…. I'll subject her to a mere servant…. No worse than a

servant, that's what I'll do, I'd subject her to worse than a mere servant,” Lydia said.

“Just how do you intend to do that? You know there's only so much her fragile body can handle.

If you subject her to too much, she'll die,” Samantha said.

“And why does that bother you? I want her dead, so her death won't mean anything to me,”

Lydia said.

“If you want her dead, you could just put a bullet through her head, behead her, poison her, burn

her to death... There are many quicker ways to do it, so why stress it?” Samantha said.

“You talk like you aren't my daughter…. I don't enjoy quick deaths like you do, Sam, I prefer

killing my prey slowly, painfully, and in every way I know they fear.” Lydia said.

“Well…. You're a lunatic mother… You are f*****g creepy,” Samantha said and walked

away.

“Finally, a kind word to your mother,” Lydia said happily and went up to Becky's room.

"Hey Becky... I'm going to make you an offer you cannot refuse…”