The Fallen Angels Captives

Chapter 8: Finding out more about him

Fear gripped me when they both entered. Hunter looked as emotionless as he always did, while Jake tutted and looked at me sadly.

They both beat me, adding to the agony of my still healing injuries and bruises. When I was down on the floor, the queen watched and had them kick me and then stop.

"Boys, humiliate her please, she needs to learn. Let's remind her who alpha is here."

Both men looked at one another and then up at her.

"Boys." The sound in that word sent more chills down my spine than Hunter ever could.

They looked almost reluctant, even Hunter, which had me panicking and wondering why. As I lay on the floor, they undid their trousers and pulled out their c***s. I pulled myself away slowly, wondering if they were going to rape me or something.

They followed until my back hit a wall and I could move no further. Cornered, I was most certainly humiliated as they both began to piss all over me. Of course I would get pissed on while Melissa got f****d, I mentally rolled my eyes. Only sarcasm able to help me deal with what was happening.

I closed my eyes when they aimed higher as instructed by the queen, so that they were pissing all over my face too. Well, at least it was washing away the blood, I thought sarcastically.

A feeling I couldn't understand came over me while it was happening. I was too ashamed to even admit it to myself but having them being in such dominating positions and like the wolves they were and pissing on me, had me feeling wet and tingly between my legs. NO. no way was I going to get turned on, no way I shoved it down.

If the queen so much as even sniffed it was making me feel things, she would no doubt concoct something more depraved up.

When they were finished, they did themselves back up and left me there as the queen also instructed. The queen left too, until I was just sat there feeling humiliated in front of everyone, especially Melissa, and trying to figure out why such a thing would produce the feelings it had.

Hunter was sent back hours later when I was starting to smell and become both embarassed by it and worried on what to do.

He took me to the bathroom again and told me to get into the shower. He again wasn't fazed by my nakedness, so I stopped caring and washed myself in the shower.

Slathering on soap, I rubbed it over my body, my face, neck, hands, legs, my breasts, and even between my legs, so I could feel as clean as possible.

I looked up at Hunter, who quickly looked away from me. He had been watching me rub the soap between my legs and I wondered for just a second whether he had liked what he'd seen before I quickly dismissed the idea. I doubted he had.

When I climbed out, he asked me to climb into the bath as well, which was full and with bubbles.

I didn't hesitate to climb in and wash myself again, but I did ask, "why do I need to bathe as well?"

"We don't want you catching any infections from your injuries."

I nodded and slid down into the water. When I moaned in pleasure to the warmth and comfort of the water and draped one leg over the tub like I did back home, Hunter cleared his throat slightly and muttered something about having to get something quickly.

I didn't allow myself to read into anything about how he reacted, and continued to wash myself.

I could feel the day coming when the queen would use us for her plans and although the thought was terrifying, I admitted defeat and no longer tried to escape.

It felt like years but was more likely two weeks when I was finally allowed to be free of my chains like Melissa. Sometimes the queen still had us punished, but not as severely and usually for stupid things like missing a bit when we were made to clean the floor with a mop.

Jake was all over Melissa and I couldn't remember when, but at some point, Melissa had stopped pretending to bat him away and allowed him to hold her when they thought no one else was looking.

Jake crept up behind Melissa and slid his hands around her waist, kissing her cheek. She giggled while me and Hunter both rolled our eyes.

Although we were allowed to be unchained during the day, we still had to be chained back up at night. While we were free, we were guarded and watched by both Jake and Hunter. I had a strong feeling that Hunter and Jake weren’t even their real names.

Hunter was still devoid of any emotion, and I mentally cursed myself for being attracted to a guy who was beautiful yet dangerous and no doubt hated me. Sometimes the looks he gave or the way he treated me felt like he literally could not stand me or my presence, and other times I simply could not tell what he was thinking...ever.

Grabbing a spare moment with Jake, I cornered him and asked, "why is Hunter so cold? Is he actually a sociopath?"

Jake grinned at me, answering, "like my dangerous brother, huh? He’s more of a psychopath than anything, but then after all he is a demon, fallen angel, hell, werewolf, take your pick. Can’t really expect much from him romantic wise."

"But you seem fine?" I made it a question.

"Yeah well I’m an incubus, the queen is a succubus and dear old brother is just your normal average demon of hell and torture. He doesn't care about pleasure the way I do."

Frowning, I asked, "but the way he looks at the queen when she undresses? And does that mean he enjoys the punishments he gives?"

Jake finally quit staring over at Melissa while she cleaned to look down at me. "Well he can take s*x or leave it, literally doesn't bother him one way or the other, but if an attractive woman undresses or expresses herself sexually he sure as hell isn't going to turn it down. He still has a c**k, babe."

He sat me down and joined me before carrying on, "he tells me he doesn't enjoy punishing you two, but I don't know whether he’s just saying that or not, you would have to ask Hunter that. I do know however that he enjoys torturing down in hell because they are all guilty murderers or pedophiles and s**t. He’s one of Lucifer’s best torturers, no one wants to get on his bad side."

He clearly read my look because he smiled and said, "except for the queen of course, but she doesn't need to be afraid being married to Lucifer and all."

"Is that why he does as he’s told by her? Because she's boss and can punish him?"

Jake laughed at that and said, "no, I think he actually scares our queen a little bit. She can't torture him, no one can, it doesn't bother him. It hurts, but whatever the f**k his made from I don't know because what the rest of us cannot stand he can. She just threatens to torture me instead if he doesn't abide by her rules."

I wanted to ask more things, but Melissa was done cleaning and Jake literally only had eyes for her as she came over, no longer listening.