Mad Summer Love

Pain Is Pain, Maddy

Maddox was gripping the steering wheel so hard his hands hurt. He was so angry and distracted that he nearly drove through the gate of the storage yard.

Looking over his shoulder to Madison, he reached back and lifted the headphones.

“I will be five minutes. Stay here. Do not move.”

Madison nodded at him.

He grabbed the phone and left the car, continuing to plead with Summer to tell him how to find her.

Madison took the opportunity to peer out of the window and watch him disappear. She had no idea what was going on and it scared her even more.

Maddox ran to the gate and punched in a code. The gate began to move and he rushed through the opening as soon as it was wide enough to squeeze through. His chest pounded as he sprinted down the main roadway, then into a side lane. Halfway along the bank of about fifty storage lockers he slid to a stop.

He spun the combination lock, cursing as his nerves caused him to overshoot and have to start over. Thankfully, the lock sprung free on the second try. He heaved the door open and stepped into the container, running to a case at the back wall and flinging it open to reveal a cache of weapons. He knew what he was looking for and after he had it, and a few other items, he locked up and was back to the car.

“Summer, Baby. Tell me where you are. He won't stop hurting you.” Tears stung his eyes as he spoke.

****

“Maddox...,” she whined.

Frank pushed his fingers threateningly against her opening as his feet kept her from closing her legs. He pushed down on her head.

“Tell him and you know what will happen.”

She couldn't tell him. She knew he would hurt her no matter what, but at least this way maybe it wouldn't be as bad. So far he hadn't done any real damage to her besides the welts and her finger - those she could take - but him forcing himself on her, that was a whole other story.

“I can't Maddox…”

Maddox howled in frustration, biting his lip to prevent him from threatening Frank again. “Summer, I can help you, I promise. I can make him stop.”

Frank laughed, then slapped Summer hard high on the inside of the thigh, causing her to gasp. The force was enough to leave a handprint. He put his hand around the red welts and used his thumb to trace her mound.

“Maybe she doesn't want me to stop, Maddy.”

Her hips swayed back and forth quickly as she tried to shake him off of her.

“Don't touch me! Just stop! He said he'd give you what you wanted! Why are you doing this to me?”

Frank squeezed Summer's thigh hard, forcing her to stay still, his thumb pressing harder.

“Because you pissed me off,” he said simply.

Maddox was still pleading over the phone. He had no idea what to do or how to get him to stop. “Please, Frank. I will do anything.”

“Oh, I know you will, Maddy. You know how this works. You know what happens to those who defy us. We do things, Maddy. Do things so people don't ever consider doing it again or did you forget all the examples you made over the years?”

“Never like this, Frank.”

Frank laughed. “Pain is pain, Maddy. You work with what you have.”

“Summer. Please,” Maddox begged again. “It doesn't matter what he threatened you with. He will do it anyway, and worse. Just tell me.”

“Maddox...,” Summer cried, her voice cracking.

She closed her eyes and tried to think of what to do. She was trapped by his hand against her head and thigh. There was no escape. Even if she could, he'd shoot her anyway. There had to be something, but her mind was coming up blank.

“Frank, please! I'm sorry I made you mad…,” she cried.

Frank's hand moved from her head to the back of her neck. He squeezed hard, jabbing his fingers into her pressure points.

“You're not sorry enough, but you are about to be. Both of you. I am going to make Maddox listen to what I am going to do to you. It will destroy you both.”

Summer grit her teeth as pain shot through her neck and made her body tingle instantly, as if it were going to sleep. She heard his threats, but was helpless against him.

“Frank. No....” It was all Maddox could say. He was helpless. Without knowing where to go, he couldn't risk moving. He couldn't risk getting farther away.

“Yes, Maddox,” Frank barked.

“Please...,” Summer begged again, but it didn't matter as he shoved his thumb inside her. “No!” she hollered. “Stop! Please!”

Maddox was writhing in the car. “Summer. Where are you? Tell me something,” he continued to beg her while Frank abused her. Tears streamed down his face, as he found himself helpless to protect the woman he loved.

Frank bent over Summer, his pelvis pushing against the hand that was molesting her.

“Remember you wanted me to show you a real man?” he hissed into her ear.

Summer had cried out all of her tears. Her face was red, stained with streaks from the river of tears that had run down them that day. His hand was pushed into her and she felt sick from his touch as he leaned over her.

“Please...,” was all she could mutter anymore.

She had begged and begged to no avail. She doubted he would change his mind.

Frank removed his thumb from inside her and grabbed Summer by both thighs, flipping her over on the desk and bringing her down hard on her back. He pushed his massive frame between her legs, then used both hands to tear the front of her dress open.

Summer let out a scream in shock. “No!” she hollered as she tried to hit him.

He deflected her hits easily and licked his lips as he looked down at her exposed body. Frank grabbed one of Summer's breasts, squeezing hard through her bra.

“Maddy. When I am done with her, she won't need another man again.”