Scream

@ oddrascal

Eve

It was obvious at this point that Eve was now very exhausted after being spanked to the point of bruising on her ass and her orgasm making her weak all over. She had to admit, it was the most intense orgasm of her life. No one has ever given both pain and pleasure in the best way possible like what Matt did tonight. Eve panted heavily against the pillow, her wrists in great discomfort and her ass throbbing from the horrible stinging pain. She didn't feel that pain until just now, since her brain was clouded in lust and the pull of the orgasm.

"Very good, my pet," Matt muttered as he took the chance to catch his breath before pulling out of her core and using his own strength to turn Eve around where she had her backside to the sheets, "You have done very well tonight...I'm excited to see what else is in store for you in the future here," he smirked.

Eve grinned, her chest heaving up and down, "Yeah, I'm interested in making appointments sometime in the near future..."

Matt snickered devilishly, putting on his boxers and pants but leaving his shirt on the floor, "Who said about appointments? That is not necessary when you live under my roof."

Eve immediately turned her grin into a confused frown with furrowed brows, "The fuck you mean?" she laughed nervously, "I have to get home soon for work tomorrow."

"That's not necessary," Matt muttered, "And remember who you are talking to, my pet."

"Um, I only call you Master when we are doing it, do you not get that?" Eve stated persuasively, obviously getting annoyed with this stupid game he was playing since it was obvious that most Dom/Sub stuff she studied about would usually lay low on the "names" once the sex is done and good, "Now, uncuff me please and we can plan another day."

Matt glared towards her, instantly walking over and grasping her throat with a fierce grip that created a fog of fear to haunt her facial features, "Did you not get what I said? I am your Master and you will show me respect. You live here, you are my little pleasuring fuck toy that I can visit whether you are in the mood or not, and you have no say on the matter. Do I need to punish you?"

Eve had enough of this fucking bullshit, this has gone too far and it especially was a no when he used his hands on her wrongly, "Well guess what, fuck you dickhead, you lost my respect for trying to choke me," she snapped, "Now be a smart man and uncuff me so I can go home with my life and not see your crazy fucking face ever again. Too bad, you were a good fuck to me...right until you wrapped your hand around my neck," she glared.

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Tuck

Once Tuck locked the door when putting the code in, he couldn't help but grin widely at his plan actually coming into effect. Technically, it was Matt and his plan to do this and really take it up a notch. Thanks to being good with business, marketing, and money in general, they could save up millions of dollars to use on their own free time. Eh, it was easy for them to get that money back in their bank.

Walking upstairs back to the main floor and then right to his office, Tuck pulled out one of his keys from his lanyard and unlocked a private drawer under the opening of his desk where his chair rested. He quickly yanked out a box that had something he ordered a while ago when they wanted to "try new shit" with Matt. It was a funny scenario but Matt didn't like it at all.

Smirking to himself, Tuck walked to the kitchen to get some wine to calm her nerves, some glasses, and then headed back to the basement. It was obvious that Matt was probably in a heated talk with Eve after actually explaining to her about the "situation" that will last her for nearly over half of her life possibly...or all of it. Knowing that Eve is a very strong woman by the way Matt describes his tastes, she was probably putting up a huge fight with him, which he could easily take advantage up for his personal fun and pleasure.

Putting the code into the door, Tuck slowly opened it and locked it behind him. An innocent smile was plastered on his face as he set the two glasses and wine down on a table top near her bed that was meant for when he was going to bring her trays of food for each meal of every day.

"I have a special gift for you, sweetheart," Tuck smirked, "Ever heard of dogs getting shock collars?"

"Y-Yeah..." Ali stuttered, her eyes glossy from the crying when Tuck left earlier.

"Well...I have one specifically made for you in case...well...we get off the wrong foot," he chuckled, taking the black collar out of the box that was thick and contained small spikes around it, "The remote is on my watch," he pointed out, his index finger directing to the watch on his right wrist he put on upstairs, "You want a test run?" he grinned darkly.

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Ali

"I have a special gift for you, sweetheart," Tuck said. He had a glint in his eye that made Ali shrink back from him. "Ever heard of dogs getting shock collars?" That did not sound good. "Y-Yeah..." Ali felt cold fear coil in her stomach. As a toy or an aesthetic thing, Ali liked collars, but this was on a totally different level. She kept her eyes trained on Tuck, suspicion filling them as tears had done less than an hour before. "Well... I have one specifically made for you in case... well, we get off the wrong foot." She watched him open the box he carried, lifting out a menacing looking collar: thick black leather, featuring a row of metal spikes. Ali couldn't see any obvious device on it, but she was learning to take Tuck at his word, so she believed that he could, and would use it on her. "The remote is on my watch," he explained. He pointed to it with an evil smirk. "You want a test run?"

"No, no, please. Tuck, Master, please don't..." Ali was backing up, moving away from him and toward the wall. She had no idea what it felt like to be shocked with electricity but she didn't want to find out. Unfortunately, Tuck was already pursuing her in her attempt to move away, seizing her by the throat again with one hand. "It's this or the cuffs again, and I won't let you out this time." Ali weighed her options. The cuffs were less scary, she admitted to herself, but she was already in pain for wearing them so long, and she wanted to move about freely if Tuck would let her. "Does it hurt a lot?" Ali couldn't believe that she was considering allowing him to put the collar on her, but she didn't see a great alternative. Tuck smiled again. "Oh, yes, it hurts, lovely. You can count on it. Now, kneel down." Ali didn't know why, but she obeyed him, getting on her knees, hands clasped nervously in front of her. Should she fight him? He would only hurt her more, wouldn't he? She felt Tuck grab a fistful of her hair, tilting her face up toward him, eyes scanning her features for God knows what. "I hope it's the right size." He had the collar unbuckled and was fitting it around her neck. When it was locked into place, he let go of the collar and Ali felt how heavy it was for the first time. It would take some getting used to, she realized, but then again, there was plenty of time for that wasn't there? "I like this look on you, pet." Tuck was teasing, but Ali didn't smile or blush this time. Now that the collar was on, she probably should have felt more afraid, but instead she was a little bolder. "How long will you keep me here, Master?" Tuck laughed softly at her question. "For as long as I please, pet." Tuck's non answer did not make Ali feel better, but she stayed put, waiting for Tuck to tell her what was next. He moved back across the room toward the table, picking up the wine bottle and pouring two glasses half full. He sat on the edge of the bed, watching her, and that devious smile was starting to drive Ali up the wall. "Crawl to me." Ali rolled her eyes, not wanting to give him the satisfaction, but she couldn't forget the heavy collar so she did as he commanded. Obviously, she wasn't quick enough for his liking, and she saw him reach for his watch, pressing the button.

Instantly, she was in agony. It felt like tiny needles were stabbing into her, starting at her throat where the collar was, but it spread through her whole body in no time, making her convulse slightly. She couldn't help but cry, yelping in pain, but then it was over, as quickly as it had come. Aside from her racing heart, she felt fine again, though perhaps a bit humiliated. She could hear Tuck laughing hysterically, but she forced herself to keep crawling closer, eyes on the floor, praying he wouldn't press that button again. He sounded almost proud of himself as he warned her again. "That was the middle setting, by the way. I'll turn it back down for now, but I want you to know what to expect." Ali stopped at his feet, head down, nodding slightly. If this was going to be her life, she had to do better and avoid punishment, but all she wanted to do now was spit in Tuck's face. Instead, she did nothing, waiting. "Don't look so sad, pet. It won't be all bad here, if you behave. Come here." He gestured for her to sit beside him, and she quickly complied, very fearful of the shock collar now. Ali glanced at him and cursed inwardly: he looked normal and charming again. How could he change so quickly? Tuck seemed unbelievably friendly and good humored one moment, and so cruel the next, enjoying her terror and pain. Ali's head was spinning. He reached out to touch her face and Ali forced herself not to pull away. "So pretty, even when you cry, sweetheart." Tuck slipped his fingers under the collar and drew her in for a kiss, smirking when Ali resisted. "Don't be like that." His tone was reproachful, their faces barely an inch apart. "You don't feel like playing now, but you will."

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Matt

Matt never stopped smirking as he watched Eve's emotions change from satisfaction to confusion to anger. She was shouting, but he was unconcerned, knowing she had no chance of escape. He'd been hoping to see her feisty side all night and he was planning to take advantage of it now. She'd learn to respect him, eventually, though she didn't know it yet.

"Now be a smart man and uncuff me so I can go home with my life and not see your crazy fucking face ever again. Too bad, you were a good fuck to me...right until you wrapped your hand around my neck." Eve had fire in her eyes, and Matt was mildly impressed. Breaking down her resolve would be his pleasure, though the real trick would be keeping some of that spark that attracted him to her. With a very soft laugh, he grabbed her shoulders, squeezing slightly. "I'll uncuff you when I'm ready, and not before." He flipped her onto her stomach with ease, and raked his nails down her back viciously, hoping it would leave a mark for him to admire later. "You can't escape, and absolutely no one can hear you outside this room. It's to your advantage to do as I say, I assure you."

Eve thrashed underneath him, pinned, still attached to the bed frame. "Let me go!" Matt just scratched her again, humming almost inaudibly. He would let Eve tire herself out, if necessary, but he wanted more begging and screaming before it was over. "Not likely, little girl."

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"Let me go!" Eve yelled out, thrashing with all of her power left in her against him as he continued to pin the front of her body to the bed, "Stop it!" she nearly screamed when Matt scratched her again more fiercely, red marks definitely feeling like they were going to be there for a while on her smooth, porcelain back.

"Not likely, little girl," Matt only chuckled, a devious idea popping into his mind at the thought of how to take advantage of her aggressiveness and struggling, "Tell you what...I want to try something."

Before Eve could respond, Matt unlocked her cuffs, hung them on the bedpost, and seized Eve by the hair, soon dragging her off the bed and slamming her back to the wall. Matt cornered her with the front of his body nearly touching her naked form that was completely vulnerable for any action necessary to cross his dark, dirty mind. Eve was breathing heavily at the anger, fury, and fear that was fueling through her like a powerful wildfire sweeping through her emotions and noticeable strength.

Matt smirked down at her, "Now...this is your chance to get angry at me... I want you to hit me as hard as you can across my face."

Eve raised a brow, "You fucking serious? What game are you playing?"

Matt laughed, his eyes glancing down at her body, "Do it...or...I might have to figure a way to loosen that rear entrance of yours without your consent on the matter."

Eve gulped at the thought, knowing it would hurt like fucking hell at whatever type of tool he would plan on using...unless he was certainly going to use his cock again. Letting out a long breath, Eve clenched her right fist and swung it at him right at the side of his jaw, causing his face to snap to the side and a loud smack to go off in the room. Matt slowly moved his face back to looking at hers, his bottom lip split open and a devilish grin on his face.

"Mmmm such force...I love it," he growled as he suddenly slammed his body against hers that made Eve's back smack hard into a wall with a loud yelp coming from her mouth, "Fight me...I want you to take your rage on me."

"Asshole," Eve seethed as her sharp fingernails dug into his upper back so hard that blood already trickled down his skin, wondering what he was up to with shit like this.

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Tuck

The sight and sound of the collar shocking Ali was enough to fuel his pride in his work of how well all of this was playing out. Tuck's many fantasies were already playing back in his brain right now, wondering what dark shit he could have her do now that she was against his will by the shock collar. Such a fragile human being....and yet, such a delicate, beautiful one under his touch that brought him never-ending amounts of pleasure.

"So pretty, even when you cry, sweetheart." Tuck murmured, soon leaning in for a kiss but like he expected, Ali resisted, "Don't be like that," Tuck said with a tsk, "You don't feel like playing now, but you will," he pointed out, slowly walking around to where he then knelt down behind her ass.

"I think it's time for the punishment you deserve for back-talking me earlier," Tuck chuckled, cracking his knuckles before grasping her hips and forcibly pulling Ali to him with her rear in full view, "Listen here, my pet. As I spank you painfully, you will not crawl away. It will be horribly tempting for your instincts but...it is what you deserve. You will stay on all fours when I do this with my one hand on your hip. It is your job to stay still."

"O-Okay," Ali stuttered, tears dripping from her eyes.

"Good girl," Tuck muttered, taking the time to feel around her ass cheeks with his free hand, "Mmmm such a nice, round, smooth ass you have here, baby. I can't wait to bruise it up someday...but for now, I'm just gonna make it nice and bright."

Without giving her a time to prepare, Tuck swung his hand back and slammed it witch such force to her ass that Ali screamed out from the pain and nearly jolted forward, but couldn't in order to prevent punishment, "Yes, scream my pet," he growled.

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Ali

Ali couldn't hold back her scream when she felt the force of Tuck's strike on her ass. She should be expecting pain by now, but it still caught her off guard. She'd only had one play spanking before, but it did nothing to prepare her for this. "Yes, scream my pet," Tuck growled. She felt him bring his hand down again, still fighting the urge to flee, unable to stop herself from crying, no matter how much she wanted to deny Tuck the pleasure of seeing her that way. The third slap made a loud noise of flesh on flesh and Ali yelped again. "I'm sorry, Master, I won't do it again..." He said nothing in reply, but she could feel that he was smirking. Tuck's grasp on her hip tightened, and he spanked her twice more in quick succession. Ali cried out again, and she felt her ass getting warm, tingling slightly. The next time he struck her there, it didn't surprise her as much and she was able to bite back the sound of her pain.

After a total of twenty strikes with his open hand, Tuck reached up, grabbing Ali's collar, and used it to pull her up into a sitting position on his lap. She was panting, trying to stop herself from crying anymore, but she felt strange. "You were starting to like that, weren't you?" His voice was a little raspy in her ear, giving her goosebumps. She felt him reach between her legs, and she was instantly filled with shame. She was soaking wet, her body responding to Tuck's punishment even when she tried to keep her mind elsewhere. She could feel Tuck chuckling, his chest pressed against her back. "Maybe spanking won't be the best punishment for you after all, if it's turning you on. Maybe I should just shock you again?" He made it a question, so Ali shook her head vigorously. "No, Master, please, I'll be good, I'll be good." She couldn't help feeling a little frantic, but she tried not to struggle in his grasp.

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Matt

"Mmmm, such force... I love it," Matt growled. He could taste blood from where Eve had hit him and it sent a thrill down his spine. Slamming her harder against the wall, he tried to encourage her further. "Fight me... I want you to take your rage on me." Eve cursed at him between clenched teeth. "Asshole." When she clawed at his back, drawing blood, Matt sighed with pleasure. She was strong and willing to struggle, which is exactly what he wanted. Leaning in and biting her neck sharply, he relished the gasp that escaped Eve's mouth. "That's right, show me what you can do, gorgeous." He shifted her up higher in his grip, using one knee to force her legs apart.

Eve struggled harder, scratching at Matt's neck, trying to writhe her way out of his grasp. "This isn't fucking funny, put me down!" He slid one hand under her ass, noticing that the skin was still warm to the touch from spanking her before and it made him want to hit her again. Giving her one quick slap where the bruise was already forming, he wanted her angry. "You can do better than that..." Without warning, he forced his fingers inside her, immediately curling them and rubbing against that sensitive spot that made her shiver. Eve's efforts relaxed for a minute as she was distracted by the feeling of being penetrated, but she soon remembered herself, and tried slapping Matt's cheek, the flat of her palm probably stinging as much as his face. With a smirk, Matt slid his fingers free and moved them further back toward the small, tight entrance of her ass, transferring some of the wetness from her pussy. Eve froze for a split second as she realized what he was doing, but then her fear motivated her to keep fighting. She was cursing, shoving, snapping her teeth at him, but his strength overwhelmed hers almost effortlessly, allowing Matt to push one finger into her ass, just up to the first knuckle as he started. The sound of her surprise was music to his ears.

"Come on, escape from me, if you can. I don't think you want me to fuck this tiny little hole of yours, but that's exactly what I'm going to do unless you can get away somehow." His tone was amused, almost taunting her. Matt saw a number of emotions flickers across Eve's face, but he was unconcerned, getting hard at the thought of forcing himself on her, how much she'd howl and cry in pain. He was probably going to fuck her regardless now, but she didn't need to know that yet. Eve managed to get in a decent right hook to the left side of his face, hitting him hard enough that he'd have a mark there later. Matt could tell that she was breathing hard, but he just grinned at her again. He pushed his index finger deeper inside, knowing it had to be uncomfortable, being stretched in this position without any lube. "No, fucking stop, you crazy son of a bitch!" She tried pushing off against the wall, hoping to force him away from her, but he just pushed back harder, fingering her asshole in earnest now. "Make me."

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Eve

No, no, no I can't let him do this to me... Eve thought in panic when Matt began moving his hand soaked finger in and out of her asshole, I will not be broken down...I have to fight.... I have to remember what I learned in my first few lessons of kick-boxing recently!

"No, fucking stop, you crazy son of a bitch!" Eve screamed out from fear, fury, and the agonizing discomfort in her rectum.

No matter how much she tried to fight at this point, it was obvious that Matt's strength was 100x stronger than what her's could ever be. Her adrenaline of strength isn't even enough to phase pass him. It only pissed her off even more when Matt muttered, "Make me," in such a childish, playful way with a shit-eating grin as if he was acting all innocent and he was doing nothing wrong to her.

It was at this point that the real rage within her has had enough of his bullshit.

Huffing lowly at this terrifying, bullshit situation, Eve clenched her fist hard enough where the knuckles bore white and raised her arm in such swift motions that within seconds, her punch came at him like a block of concrete to the side of his head. The pain didn't distract Eve from wanting the need of beating the crap out of him. Eve smirked when he watched Matt stumble backwards, shocked at the force.

"Maybe you should have kept in mind that I take classes to deal with sick fucks like you," she spat before grabbing the small stool-like table top next to her and crashed it against the side of his body.

In an instant, Matt's body fell to the floor with shattered wood pieces of the tiny table showering over him and away from his hurt self. Eve quickly grabbed his shirt that pretty much was enough to cover everything above the thighs and threw it on her. This was her chance to escape.

Once she got to the door, Eve hurriedly opened the steal door, ran up the stairs of the basement, pushed the basement door open and ended up on the main floor. A smile swept over her face at the sight of the front entrance, her mind taking no chance in hesitation as she ran to it.

But unfortunately...the door was locked on the inside and outside as well...with a special key and code.

"What the fuck," Eve cursed under her breath, her body panicking at the thought of Matt waking up really pissed off at this point.

There was only one thing to do now: Hide.

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Tuck

Even from being spanked, Ali apparently was incredibly aroused by the pain on her ass. Tuck's mind wandered to what else can test her involuntary arousal that was somehow still coursing through her like a deadly, intoxicating drug in her bloodstream. When Ali freaked out about getting shocked, Tuck had to hold in a laugh at her pathetic cries in order to remain serious about the situation of getting her greatly punished.

There was one thing right in this room that could really test the means of her tolerance to pain...and sexual sensitivity.

"Hm...okay, no shock collar, I don't want to waste it on stupid incidents like this anyways," Tuck said bluntly, feeling Ali let out a flow of relief against his body, "But...that doesn't mean I won't try something else," he snickered.

Ali immediately stiffened against his touch, "W-What would that be, Master?"

Tuck gently pushed her off and went over to his pants where there was the one weapon to really dig in the marks on her skin: the belt. Pulling the belt out of the jean's loopholes, Tuck bent it in half and waved it in front of Ali with a grin, "I still have this basic punishment tool to use you for. Let's see how well you can handle this."

Ali immediately went pale and panicked, "No! Please Master! Please! Not the belt!" she cried out in despair, tears dripping down her eyes again.

"The only way you can get used to me is if you learn how to deal with my level of punishment, sweetheart," Tuck stated rather sincerely, reaching over and grabbing the handcuffs while walking towards her shaking form curled on the ground, "The only way to make sure you won't move from me is to really keep you in place. Now...stand by the bed's headpost so I can cuff your wrists while you bend over for me."

"No, please! I can't!" Ali began to cry.

Tuck growled, "Fucking do it or I will use something more drastic to really tear that ass apart you dumb slut! I am your Master and you will do as you are told! Do you want me to get angry and take the rage on you? Hm? Answer me!" he roared at her, causing her to flinch from fear.

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Ali

Ali was shaking with fear. The leather belt in Tuck's hands did not look like a nice toy, and her ass was already sore and red from him spanking her. He was talking again, so she tried to pay attention. "The only way you can get used to me is if you learn how to deal with my level of punishment, sweetheart." Tuck sounded surprisingly earnest, but Ali didn't know what to make of that. She stayed put on the floor as he retrieved the handcuffs from the bed, hoping and praying that he wasn't about to lock her up again. "The only way to make sure you won't move from me is to really keep you in place. Now... stand by the bed's headpost so I can cuff your wrists while you bend over for me."

"No, please! I can't!" Ali was pleading, more tears falling. Tuck looked at her darkly. "Fucking do it, or I will use something more drastic to really tear that ass apart, you dumb slut! I am your Master and you will do as you are told! Do you want me to get angry and take the rage on you? Hm? Answer me!" He was shouting now, obviously furious. Ali whimpered and went over to the bed as she murmured. "I'll do it, I'll do it, please just don't..." She trailed off. What was she going to say anyway? Please don't hurt me? It was already too late for that. Tuck grabbed both her wrists in one hand, squeezing her bruises as he cuffed her to the bed once more. There was enough slack that Ali could stand up if she wanted, but she knew better than to disobey now, bending over at the waist as Tuck instructed. "Count each strike, pet." His voice was hard and cold, leaving no room for disagreement.

She could sense him behind her, eyes closed tightly as she tried to brace for impact. Unfortunately, it was immediately clear that such efforts were futile. The vicious, cutting sting of the leather made her scream as soon as Tuck brought it down against her flesh. She was unsure of her voice, but she managed to choke out, "One..." Tuck made a small noise of approval. "Louder, so I can hear you, little bitch." He struck her again, even harder, and Ali knew she'd have welts all over her when he was done. "Two!" She shouted that time, hoping that Tuck wouldn't feel the need to hit her so hard if she made more noise. Of course, her hopes were dashed as he belted her again, this time across the back of her thighs, tearing another scream from her lips. "Th-three!"

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Matt

A few minutes after Eve ran off, Matt came around slowly, his head and back throbbing. He didn't mind pain as much as most people, liked it even, and he'd let Mattie beat him up worse than this for fun on a number of occasions, but he was surprised that Eve, so small and seemingly helpless compared to him, had managed to knock him out. At first, the thought made him smirk, but he slowly realized that she was no longer in the room. At first, he panicked, quickly getting to his feet and brushing the wooden splinters off his torso, but he remembered that every door on the ground floor of the house would be locked tight so there was little chance that she could escape. If she was smart, she'd be hiding in wait for him so she could get the keys she needed, but Matt and Mattie had designed every inch of the house together, so there was no place to go that he didn't already know about. Mentally going over the most likely places she could be, Matt retrieved his handcuffs, slipping them back into his pocket for when he caught her. He left Eve's room and went into the play room, grabbing another toy that he wanted to try on her, once she was securely locked up. It was his favorite cane, made of heavy but flexible wood. It was only a few centimeters in diameter, but it left very nice marks, and it would be a useful tool if and when Eve tried to attack him again.

He padded up the stairs to the ground floor silently, grateful he'd already removed his shoes and socks so he could try to catch Eve off guard. He decided to try the most obvious hiding places first, listening carefully for any sign of the furious girl. Thank god they'd soundproofed everything in the basement, because he was sure Mattie was probably making his girl scream, which would have hindered Matt's pursuit. He checked the closets and bathrooms on the first floor as quietly as he could, making sure to look in any blind corners. The kitchen had plenty of cabinets big enough for her to fit in, so he decided to look there before checking the second floor.

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Eve

Hiding under one of the beds upstairs, Eve tried to remain calm as possible with her breathing under control, thanks to her techniques she learned from her meditation classes. Even from upstairs, she could hear Matt rummage through the cabinets and closets. "Where are you, you little slut? My little pet..." Eve heard him say distinctively downstairs, hoping to God that something would distract him from going to the second floor. But knowing how smart this asshole was, it would be a fucking miracle if something like that were to happen.

In minutes, Eve began hearing footsteps coming up the steps, along with a low chuckle, "I know you are up here, pet..." she heard him say darkly, his footsteps suddenly becoming way too goddamn quiet once it was obvious that he reached the floor of the upstairs she was hiding in. First, Eve heard noises from the rooms down the hall...and then it got closer...and closer... Matt was quick and smart with the hiding places, since he has been in this house for several years. He pretty much knows all the best spots in the house that anyone could hide in.

"Once I find you, Eve...you are going to wish you haven't attacked me like that," Matt said, "I'm going to punish you...and then have my way with you...and you will lay in that filth for the rest of the night..."

At the moment Matt entered the room Eve was in, her heart nearly stopped when she saw his feet walk around the room and see the closet being forced open. Eve's heart pounded louder in her ears when Matt paused and slowly turned his feet towards the bed. He then stomped over to the side of the bed facing the door and used his strength to shove the bed towards the opposite end of the room, which ended up revealing a cowering Eve right in plain sight.

"Told you I could find you," Matt grinned, immediately stalking towards her and forcibly grabbing her by the hair, "Back to where you belong."

"No! Please-mph!" her scream was immediately covered by his mouth as he pinned her body against his chest and carried her to the basement, struggling for dear life but it was obvious that he had enough.

"Nothing can save your tight little ass now once I punish you, baby," Matt chuckled, opening the basement door and locking it behind him as he made his way to her room.

In minutes, Matt literally threw Eve to the ground with a loud thud and locked the door behind him. He seized her wrists and instead of giving her the luxury of being on the bed, he only cuffed her wrists to one of the bed posts bolted on to the ground so she could lay on the cold, hard surface of the concrete flooring. Eve's eyes began to widen when she looked over and saw him bring out a cane of some sort.

I am so fucked right now...

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Tuck

"Th-Three!" Tuck heard her scream out in agony once he hit that once place in the back of her thighs, causing him to laugh evilly at her cries of excruciating pain.

"Two more, my pet...and they will be the hardest," Tuck stated as he prepped his belt again for the hardest last two swings yet.

"P-Please....Master," Ali sobbed uncontrollably this time, her entire ass and back thighs swollen red with deep welts already showing, "Please...it hurts so much..."

"I know it does, which is why you need to understand what happens when you disobey me, my beautiful pet," Tuck responded nonchalantly, soon swinging the belt so hard against her ass that it jolted her forward and forced a loud agonizing scream to come forth.

"Four!" Ali howled, her tears dripping on to the sheets below her despite her body not resting on the bed whatsoever.

"And the last one...right on those delicious thighs," Tuck licked his lips as he swung even harder than ever this time with a loud smack from the impact and Ali letting out yet another sobbing scream from the pain.

"Five..." Ali cried, her head lowering down against her stiff arms in defeat, "Please..."

Tuck placed the belt back on his jeans and gently went over to pet her head, the key soon unlocking her cuffs to set her free, "Good job, my pet. Now you know what you have offered to you went you misbehave horribly to me. Is all of this perfectly clear to you, sweetheart?" Tuck asked sincerely, his fingers stroking her face as he looked down at her small frame.

"Y-Yes..." Ali nodded, "Please master...can I rest tonight?"

Tuck smiled, "I'll rest with you and put lotion on those burns. There's some in the drawer right next to the bed. Now, lay down comfortably okay?"

"Okay," Ali nodded, slowly bringing her shaking body on the sheets by lying on her side and whimpering from the terrible pain.

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Ali

When her punishment was over, Ali was a sniffling mess. She could already feel welts forming on her skin, and she was immensely grateful when Tuck released her from the handcuffs. He was stroking her hair and face, murmuring to her. "Good job, my pet. Now you know what you have offered to you went you misbehave horribly to me. Is all of this perfectly clear to you, sweetheart?" The situation was all too clear now: she had to obey this maniac or suffer. "Yes," she sighed. "Please, Master... can I rest tonight?" She glanced up at him, noticing the small smile on his lips. "I'll rest with you and put lotion on those burns. There's some in the drawer right next to the bed. Now, lay down comfortably okay?" Ali mumbled her assent, crawling up onto the bed. She knew that Tuck's change in demeanor was probably an attempt to manipulate her, get her used to him doing whatever he wanted, always obedient because he would be nice to her in between, but she didn't have the energy to resist it. She was tired and sore and wanted to be comforted.

Closing her eyes, she heard Tuck shuffle through the drawer before sitting on the bed beside her. She wished she could talk to Eve, or anyone other than him, but she knew there was no chance of that. After a long silence, she felt Tuck's hands on her ass, this time touching her very gently, smoothing cool lotion over her burning skin. Ali made a small sound of satisfaction before breathing out heavily. "Thank you, Master. That helps." She almost said nothing, suspecting that he might use her words against her, but she thought he might appreciate her gratitude. Tuck laughed quietly. "I'm glad, pet. You'll be in more pain tomorrow when all these marks start showing up, but I'm going to take care of you." He sounded like he was telling the truth, but Ali didn't trust him as far as she could throw him. For all she knew, she was going to kill her after he'd had his fun.

"Can you sleep, lovely? I want to lay with you for a while." Tuck didn't wait for her to answer, just nudged her gently toward the other side of the bed so he could stretch out next to her. Ali was laying on her stomach, but she let him bring her up onto his chest, holding her there lightly. She hated this man, but she loved his smell, and it felt good to be held so she just let it happen without protest. Her energy was waning, and she yawned slightly. Tuck stroked her hair, humming softly. "Just go to sleep, my pet." In another minute, Ali was out like a light.

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Matt

Matt was laughing. "Nothing can save your tight little ass now once I punish you, baby." He dragged Eve back to her room, and he remembered to lock both doors behind him this time. He had no trouble throwing Eve down onto the cold floor. Cuffing her down at the bottom of the bed, he smiled at his handwork from earlier, bruises and scratches blooming on her skin. He wished he'd taken his shirt back before cuffing her, but that didn't matter at the moment. He turned back to where he'd left the cane and hefted it in his hand. This was one of the first toys Mattie had given him and it had always been his favorite because of it's functional simplicity. It was completely smooth with rounded ends, and the dark wood made it look a little bit sinister. "That was kind of fun, pet, but I won't be allowing it anymore. I want you to stay bent over like that for me so I can show you exactly why you don't want to try that again." He saw Eve's posture stiffen, but she stayed on her elbows and knees.

Without warning, Matt swung the cane, using only a fraction of the force possible, and whacked Eve across the back of her legs. It made a loud, gratifying smack, and Eve yelped from the sting. "You're mine." He said it as he raised up and struck her again, this time across her ass, knowing the skin there was already tender. "You can't get away." He hit her again. "This is your home now." Again. Eve let out a scream on the third blow, but Matt was already preparing for the fourth. "I'm your Master." He savored the word, as well as the whines and cries that were coming from Eve. When he hit her the fifth time, he put much more strength behind it, and it made a sickening noise as it connected with Eve's exposed ass once again. "Please, stop! Stop! Please!" Eve was crying, begging for a reprieve but Matt was only getting started.

"Fine, no more with the cane for now. Don't fucking move." He didn't want to stop beating her, but he was getting off on her pain and it made his cock hard again. Matt smirked, kicking aside some of the debris from the broken table as he went to the small dresser in the corner. Thankfully, he quickly located what he was looking for: a bottle of lube, which he brought with him as he starting getting back out of his clothes. When he was naked, he knelt down behind her, smearing the slick gel over his cock. Even if this was meant to hurt Eve considerably, there was no reason that he had to injure himself in the process. "I would apologize for this, but I plan to enjoy it." He lined up the head of his dick with her ass and just shoved inside as far as he could in one push, getting about half his length jammed in. Eve really screamed then, which only made Matt more enthusiastic as he thrust in the rest of the way. She shouted, "Fuck that hurts!"

"It's supposed to, pet." Matt needed a moment, his cock suddenly squeezed painfully as her body tried to reject him, but before Eve could even catch her breath, Matt pulled out and shoved all the way into her again. Another pained sound fell from her lips. "So tight it fucking hurts..." Matt murmured, starting to thrust in and out rhythmically. This was the first time he'd really forced himself on anyone, but it gave him a rush. Eve didn't want this, but it didn't matter because he could get away with it. There was no one to stop him, so he fucked her roughly, enjoying every whimper and sob coming from Eve. "You're lucky I won't last long this time," he panted. The whole situation had him so turned on, not to mention the feeling of her muscles tensing around him as her body tried to accommodate him without any additional injury. Matt knew she's bleed from this, but he hoped it wouldn't be too bad because he definitely wanted to be able to do this again. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum in you, baby..."

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Eve

It was horrifying to her very eyes that the worst was happening to her right at this moment: she was literally...being raped. That was how she immediately saw this and knowing how fucking cocky and arrogant Matt was, he most likely never put his mind into that. It was Matt's first time forcing himself on someone and what was worse was that he enjoyed it. If he enjoyed forcing himself on to Eve, there is no question about it that he would do it again...and again...and again. It was bringing a darker, more brutal side to him than ever before in his life...and yet, he was perfectly okay with that.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum in you, baby..." Matt cursed out, causing Eve to close her eyes tightly as tears poured from her cheeks, on to the ground right below her, "I'm going to fill your ass with my cum."

"Please..." Eve whimpered, sobbing at this point that sheer humiliation that she was forced to endure, along with the absolute physical and emotional pain.

As Matt slammed into her faster and grunted even louder, Eve knew he was going to cum eventually...and that it was going to hurt like fucking hell. Her knees ached, her elbows ached, and most importantly, her ass was beaten to the point of severe bruising. Her body is in need of a long recovery after this night but there is no doubt that Matt would not give her that time, especially if she were to disobey again. The cane was 100 times worse than the spanking, leaving horrible welts into her porcelain skin on both her ass and legs.

"Fuck....fuck, Eve!" Matt groaned out in ecstasy as he did one final thrust into her and released his warm load right into her torn rectum, causing her to whimper in pure agony at the feeling, "So...so fucking good...I plan on doing that again," he panted.

In moments, Matt pulled out of her ass and placed his boxers and pants back on. Eve couldn't move at all at this point and decided to just lie on the floor in misery and pure suffering. Her eyes were red from the crying and her emotions were broken to the point where she didn't know what to react with anymore at this point. It was still so surreal to her that...Matt had to take it to this...horrible level of brutality.

"Come here," Matt muttered as he unlocked her cuffs, shoved the cuffs in his back pocket and began lifting her, "Let's get you to bed."

Eve let out a whimper of horrible pain when Matt placed her on the comfortable mattress, not even bothering putting the sheets on her because of the pain she was in on her backside. When he tried to comfort her, Eve flinched at his touch, refusing to look into his eyes because of what he did to her.

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Tuck

Tuck felt more pleased with himself when he heard Ali moan in satisfaction of the lotion soothing her wounded backside, knowing that he at least got the good out of it with her. He at least wanted Ali to know that even when it got ugly, Tuck would be more than willing to help her heal. Matt on the other hand can be even worse on that type of subject, meaning he could care less at times. Although, Tuck knew that Matt would know better when it comes to taking care of his toys. Because if he damaged them severely without any care, what's the point of doing this fantasy in the first place? It was important to keep them healthy and under supervision.

When Tuck began lying down with her and soothing Ali to help her sleep, his mind wandered to finding ways to really make her trust his softer side more than his darker side. Like, what if he used more of his soft side to get to her so that when he got angry, Ali could forgive him more easily and adjust to his "tantrums"? It was a plan that could work since she seemed like a nurturing, innocent young woman who would do anything to keep the Master happy and keep her from getting into a whole world of shit (like what happened tonight). Tuck had a lot of talk in mind with Matt when it came to the girls, especially when it came to an overview on how the girls acted and how the first night determined the rest of their settlement.

Seeing Ali pass out from the exhaustion, Tuck smiled and kissed her forehead before getting out of bed, heading out of the door and locking it from the outside to keep her in as if the room was like a heavily armed safe. Tuck let out a sigh of satisfaction at this night, loving how everything went to plan like he wanted (for the most part). Now, after all he witnessed and pleasured, Tuck was craving for alcohol, some food, and a warm shower with Matt possibly, depending on his mood. Matt was more the bad-tempered person of the house. Tuck hoped that he was in a good mood after finishing with the girl, which should be soon.

Walking upstairs and heading straight to the kitchen, Tuck pulled out a cold beer and nearly chugged it, "I'm craving pizza right now," he said to himself, remembering that he had frozen pizzas in the freezer, "I think I'll cook up Matt's favorite kind of frozen pizza."

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Matt

"Come here," Matt said quietly, "Let's get you to bed." He picked Eve up gingerly and set her on the bed, a tiny bit sorry that she was in so much pain now. In the moment, it drove Matt crazy in the best possible way, but he could tell that more than just her body was suffering. How could he soothe her? Should he even try? He was committed to this course of action, to keeping her here, so he figured he should do something. He wanted to ask Mattie for advice, but he knew they'd compare notes before bed anyway. He wouldn't want to interrupt just because he was having doubts. "You won't always hate me." Matt hoped he sounded convincing, though he knew she wouldn't believe him anyway.

Even though Eve recoiled from his touch, he rubbed her back lightly. "Lay on your stomach, pet." Eve huffed, not wanting to comply, but he nudged her and she slowly shifted over. Now Matt could survey the damage he'd caused, noting the scratches, bruises and welts, storing the information away in his mind so he could keep track of her recovery. He ran his open hands over her, his touch feather light so as not to cause more pain. She was really very beautiful to him, marks and all. "I'll be right back." Matt stood slowly and made for the door, glancing back at her once before unlocking the door and slipping through. He made sure to secure it behind him. He went into the kitchen, intending to collect a bottle of water and some aspirin. Once there, he encountered Mattie, who seemed to be fairing better than he was, with a slight smile on his face. Matt sighed softly. "Hey, I have to go back down for a minute. Eve is... not doing very well. Let's shower when I get back?" He looked away when Mattie raised an inquiring eyebrow, walking past him, but then he remembered that his lip was split and he probably had a bruise on his face, explaining Mattie's questioning expression. "Just wait for me, please?" He saw Mattie smirk and nod. "Sure, I'll wait." Matt glanced back at him, giving a short nod in return before he went back down to the basement.

When he entered Eve's room again, he saw that she hadn't moved, which was a bit unnerving. Matt went to her side. "Here, you need water, pet." Eve made no reply, not moving a muscle. She wanted nothing from him. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "You've seen what happens when you disobey. I don't want to punish you any more tonight..." That finally made Eve turn to face him, her fury evident from her expression. "You fucking raped me and you think I care if I'm dehydrated?" That caught Matt off guard, but he realized that it was true. It didn't make him regret the action, though he realized that he would have his work cut out for him as he went forward with the plan. It had been so much fun for him, even if it was one sided. He tried to keep his face blank as he seized a handful of her hair sharply. "Yes, actually. I know I hurt you, but I have to take care of you, too, so I expect you to cooperate." He set the water and pills on the dresser, and started collecting the pieces of the broken table left on the floor. Matt finished cleaning up the mess in silence, but he smirked when he saw Eve prop herself up and snatch the water bottle. "Good girl." He said it as a reminder that she was his now, and that pleasing him was part of the deal. Matt wasn't heartless, but he wouldn't let Eve's attitude get to him. She was his toy to play with, his pet, and that wasn't going to change, even if it took him quite a while to train her properly. He knew Mattie would have some kind of insight into the situation, so he looked at Eve one more time, finally catching her eye. "Go to sleep. I'll be back later."

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(I wanted to do a little scene of Matt and Tuck by itself since the girls are asleep :P )

Tuck

Throwing the pizza in the oven, Tuck let out a sigh of content and chugged the last of his beer. His eyebrow rose up a bit when he heard Matt open the basement door and lock it behind him, soon making his way to the kitchen to meet up with Tuck.

"How is she doing down there? Did you beat her up or something?" Tuck joked, hoping that it wasn't the truth of Matt, knowing his horrible temper.

"Well...I kind of had to, I mean she smashed me in the face and hit me with a fucking table top," Matt muttered, rubbing the side of his bruised face as Tuck's eyes went wide, "So...I kind of had to...think the unthinkable."

"Sit down at the table while I get an ice-pack and then we can talk," Tuck ordered, hearing Matt take a seat with a wince of pain emitting from him, "She must have hit you pretty damn hard. For a small girl, she sounds like she has quite the fury within her. I bet she did martial arts or some sort."

"Yeah, she reminded me of that," Matt grumbled, Tuck soon going over with a wrapped up ice pack and placing it on the side of Matt's face, "Thank you."

"No problem," Tuck smiled, "So like....what did you mean by the unthinkable?"

Matt closed his eyes and let out a sigh, "I raped her in the ass."

Tuck immediately dropped the ice pack with a loud smack against the table, his eyes going wide at his boyfriend on how he could already do such things to the girl, "Are you fucking crazy? Is that how you want to put a first impression on for your pet and our Dom reputation? Is it really?"

"She fucking hit me hard and ran off!" Matt raised his voice, obviously irritated and fed up with the arguing.

"Oh bullshit, you could have easily tied her up and let her blow off the steam over night. Yes, I have hurt my pet but I gave her the chance to count strikes, give her hope to know that the pain was over, and then aid her when it ended," Tuck glared, "You, on the other hand, decided to take it a whole new direction and break her to the core. I have broken my pet down but only to the point of taming her, not destroying her goddamn soul, you stupid shit!"

Before Matt could respond, Tuck went over to grab another beer to calm himself down. It was obvious that Tuck was majorly disappointed and pissed off at Matt's sudden actions on the woman. He never knew that his boyfriend could do something that drastic, especially since he never forced on anyone before. It was no excuse to do it to that woman even after she got him good. I mean, she was just a scared girl who was probably pestered to fight him by his own words. Tuck shook his head in disgust and kept his back to Matt.

"Look...I'm fucking sorry...I didn't mean to do such a thing..." Matt sighed, keeping the ice pack on his face, "It just...felt so fucking good when I did that. When I took her by force, it was like a rush I never felt before...it like sparked something out of me to do it again...and again."

"That's the first sign of a brutal rapist, Matthew," Tuck growled, placing his beer down and reaching over to grab his pack of cigarettes, "I will not have my boyfriend become a disgusting pig. We agreed to be cocky Doms and all...but not rapists and killers. Yes, we kidnapped them for the thrill and I do kind of regret that quite a lot. Excuse me for fucking having a soft side," Tuck snarled, lighting a cigarette and taking a large inhale of the toxic smoke before letting it out.

With a long dreadful silence that led to Tuck taking the pizza out and placing it on the table, Matt had to think about how to make this up, "What can I do to soothe this situation down and prevent you from getting infuriated with me...again."

Tuck didn't even bother glancing at Matt as he grabbed a slice of pizza and ate it, "You need to aid her pain. Give her a reason to look at your soft side and trust you. That way, when she sees more good from you, she can forgive the pain and punishments. You can still be a Dom if you learn to give her respect at least. They are our pets but they are still people, not objects. Solve it yourself, Matthew," Tuck sighed, taking a seat on the couch nearby and turning the TV on to keep his mind off of things.

Matt

Matt hated it when Mattie was disappointed in him. They had little fights all the time, but this time, Matt had done something very wrong, and he knew his boyfriend was justified in his anger. After listening to his explanation, he understood the situation better, but he was still confused. Being called a disgusting pig hurt him the most, so he wanted to prove that he wasn't, even though he did still feel a tiny jolt of pleasure when he recalled what he'd done. "She's probably sleeping now, or I hope she is. Fuck, I'm sorry, Mattie..." He looked at the pizza disinterestedly and decided that he wanted something else for comfort, picking up the ice pack and sitting beside Mattie on the couch, leaning against him slightly. "If I could, I'd let her go, but we always knew that wasn't an option." Matt wasn't the type of person to get hung up on guilt and remorse, but he wanted to make this right. I'm a fucking rapist.

Mattie was ignoring him, but he didn't move away when Matt got close, so Matt closed his eyes and pulled him closer, trying to decide how he could turn this around. Mattie finally looked at him, still obviously pissed off, but he seemed to be done lecturing for the time being. "In the morning, you have to fix this, Matt. Don't apologize to her, just take care of her injuries and be nice for a while." They both knew it would be more complicated than that, but seeing as it was impossible to let Eve go, it was Matt's best option for repairing the damage he'd done, at least to start. How could I be so stupid?

He started absentmindedly playing with Mattie's hair, just trying to keep his breathing even, and he was really starting to notice the pain in his back and head from being hit with the table. "Maybe I should just let her kick my ass..." He said it half under his breath, but Mattie glanced over with a smirk when he heard him. "That won't accomplish your goals, but it would be something to see. No one's made you beg for mercy recently, so you've forgotten what it's like." Matt felt him reach out and touch his thigh, which was reassuring. If he'd suspected for a second that his actions were going to affect their relationship, too, he would have showed more restraint. Suddenly he noticed Mattie had that familiar mischievous look in his eye so Matt raised an eyebrow. Mattie finished chewing the last of his food, setting his beer down beside the couch. "Go upstairs and undress. I'm frankly fucking exhausted, but I think you need a little reminder of what this whole dumb fuck adventure is supposed to be about."

Recalling the last time that he and Mattie had played pretty hard, Matt wasn't sure if he was ready for that, but he was the last one who should be complaining about boundaries and limits at the moment. He nodded with a sigh, letting go of Mattie's hair. Without looking back, he trudged up the stairs, still holding the ice to his cheek. Once in the master bedroom, Matt stripped out of his clothes and laid down on the bed, face down, burying his face into the pillow while he waited for Mattie to come up after him. I'm a fucking rapist and whatever he does to me tonight, I fucking deserve it.

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Eve

Eve couldn't sleep much all night; her backside was in too much pain to even comfort her enough for a long night's rest. The horrifying memories of the agony last night was enough to bring a more sickening feeling to her stomach and a few tears to prick her eyes. Letting out a sigh, Eve looked over her shoulder to try to see the damage on her. Right when she could see the starting point of the damage, Eve closed her eyes and let the tears fall, now too scared to even see the rest of it.

Hearing a knock on the steel door to her room, Eve stiffened violently and clenched her fists on the sheets surrounding her. Right when Matt entered the room, he revealed a sincere smile and closed the door behind him. Eve furrowed her brows when she noticed him limping a bit towards her bed with a small bag in his hand, where he eventually grabbed the chair next to the wall and sat right in front of her near the edge of the bed. It was obvious to the sound of the distinctive wincing and the slight limp in his lower body, it was obvious that the other man here must have giving him a lesson...or so Eve hoped.

"Look...you can hate my guts all you want, but I know that what I did last night was unforgivable," Matt exhaled, running a hand through his hair, "You are still my pet and I still have full power over you...but that gave me no right to force on to you like that on just the 1st night of getting to know you. I admit, I loved it...it was such...such a rush for my arousal that I kept going without realizing the damage I was doing. And for all of that, I apologize."

"Whatever...," Eve whispered, a few tears falling from her eyes down to the mattress, "Please, leave me alone to suffer..."

"I can't do that, you know I can't," Matt immediately responded, pulling out the bag he brought with him and unzipping it to get some first aid supplies, "I'm going to put some medical lotion on where I hit you. I will then take you to the tub down here, which is located in a room right between these small rooms. It's a brand new tub that has jets too soothe and relax you. I'm going to have to go in there with you to help you stay above the water but, I will not try anything, I promise. I want you to heal before I go on with what I want to do. Is...that okay? In other words, is that good enough?"

Eve hesitated before nodding slowly, "Whatever can stop this pain will be fine..." she muttered, not wanting to fight with him right now.

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Tuck

Last night for Tuck was a moment to his glory to teach his boyfriend a thing or two about what he did that night to that poor little submissive. It was disgusting that Matt could do such a thing on just the first night alone. So, Tuck took it into his own hands in bed last night to beat his own ass with a special cane of his that was a lot more painful than the one he forced on to Eve. He relished the time when Matt cursed out in pain last night and was hit so hard to the point where it was painful for Matt to even get out of bed. Usually Matt would find punishments like that humiliating on his part but he knew he deserved something.

After all, it was over 20 lashes of that fucking cane that really screwed up the skin on his ass.

Finishing the breakfast platter for Ali, which was scrambled eggs, two buttered toast, 3 strips of bacon and a glass of orange juice, Tuck smiled at his work and brought the tray downstairs. As he entered Ali's room, Tuck smiled when she immediately awakened by his entrance.

"Good morning, beautiful," Tuck chuckled, watching her yawn and wince a bit from the pain yesterday, "How did you sleep?"

"Pretty good, Master," Ali muttered, the words making Tuck happy that she can still cooperate despite yesterday, "Did you make me breakfast?"

"Oh I most certainly did, my pet," Tuck smirked, setting the tray on a table top right next to the edge of the bed, "Come eat. You need to be nourished to stay healthy and I make some pretty damn good food. You can ask my boyfriend how good my food is later on when we decide to actually plan something tonight down here for him and his pet to relax with the two of us. The pain was enough yesterday, so today is a full lay back type of day. I might bring you, him, and his pet to the little luxurious room with a big TV screen to play movies and even a popcorn machine. It was something we had down here a while ago before we even built these two rooms and the playroom. This playroom and two rooms used to be just one room combined as the workout center. Now we just have a workout center in a spare room on the main floor. But anyway, go ahead and eat," Tuck insisted, sitting back to watch her immediately go after the food.

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Ali

In the morning, Ali's whole body was stiff. Tuck had warned her that more bruises and bumps would form overnight, but she was still in more pain than expected. She heard him enter the room, and found herself feeling surprisingly calm when he came over with something that smelled delicious. Having hardly eaten the night before, Ali was famished now, but she politely made small talk with Tuck, listening to his plan for the day. When he told her to eat, she seized the plate and immediately started tearing into her breakfast. Half way through, however, she paused, looking confused. "Wait, you have a fucking home theater down here, too? Who are you? How the hell do you even have a house like this?" She was partially joking but also completely bewildered. Tuck just laughed, petting her purple hair gently.

"Was I right about being sore as hell today, pet? You certainly seem like you need a stretch or maybe a massage, if you're good." His tone was light, and that sweet, charming smile was back. Also, the way he pronounced massage was stupid as hell, but it helped her place his accent: he was definitely from somewhere in the UK, though Ali was not enough of an expert to guess that he was from Wales specifically. Seriously, who was this guy? Ali had just learned several things about him that made her blink repeatedly, trying to make sense of it all. He mentioned a boyfriend, another "pet", and major renovations on the house. What the hell? Thankfully, she realized that she was supposed to answer him before getting too caught up in her thoughts, so she nodded. "It does hurt quite a bit, Master. I don't really look forward to sitting down." She made a face, picking up the last piece of bacon and chewing on it thoughtfully. "Thank you for the food, though, really. It is rather good." Without thinking about it, Ali touched the collar on her neck and shuddered when she glanced over and saw that Tuck was still wearing the watch that controlled it. It immediately made her feel less trusting, but she intended to do as he said for now, so she hoped she wouldn't get shocked again any time soon.

When she was finished eating, Tuck insisted that she drank all of the orange juice so he could clear away all the dishes at once. Ali was never a huge fan of the drink, but she finished it without complaint, handing back the glass. Tuck offered a winning smile as he took it from her. "Let me put these away and check on something. I'll be back shortly." Getting out through the steel door with a tray of dishes was a little more challenging that he'd anticipated, but he managed to do it quickly enough that Ali only caught a brief glimpse of the hallway before her room was locked shut again. After being whipped with a belt the night before and given a very warm greeting in the morning, Ali couldn't figure this out. Tuck seemed like two completely different people in one, but she could't tell which was the real thing: the adorable charmer, or the apparent psychopath? Maybe both.

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Matt

"Whatever can stop this pain will be fine..." Eve was obviously still upset, but the fact that she was willing to comply made Matt feel a little hopeful. "My boyfriend made breakfast, too, so I'll bring you some once this is done." He noticed her eyebrows go up at the mention of food, which made him smile. Without further ado, he brought out the lotion and smoothed it over his hands, warming it up so it wouldn't startle her. He started rubbing it gently onto her bruises and scrapes, knowing from experience that it could be a tremendous relief after a beating. Mattie had denied him that comfort the night before, but it was for a reason, so he didn't complain. At first, Eve was stiff under his touch, still defensive, but to his surprise, she started to relax after a few minutes, even making a few tiny noises, indicating that the remedy was doing it's job. When he was finished, he walked around in front of her to look her in the eye. "I want to check you for tearing before you get in the bath. I know that's the last thing you want, but it's in your best interest that I know exactly where and how I hurt you, understand?"

Eve recoiled, shaking her head. "No fucking way. I already know you tore something, though I don't know how badly, and I will never let you near me that way again." To prove her point, she forced herself to stand up shakily and moved to the opposite side of the room. Matt frowned. He had to convince her, instead of getting rough. "Eve, be reasonable. I do know first aid so I'll do whatever I can, but I need to make sure you'll recover, and... you need to make sure you'll recover." Eve could appreciate his logic, though it didn't seem to change her mind. Matt was getting a little frustrated, but he took a slow, silent breath and moved toward her, gesturing for her to meet him halfway. She didn't obey immediately, but she took a few unsteady steps toward him after a minute. "If you lay across my lap, I can get a good look without prodding around much, okay? I'm sure it will hurt, but then I'll leave your ass alone." Eve gave him a withering look. "Promise?" Matt nodded. "Yes, pet, I promise."

With surprisingly little fussing after that, she finally agreed to let him inspect her, her stomach across his knees and her ass on display as he gently spread her cheeks apart with lubricated fingers. He had to use both hands but he was as careful as he could be, confirming that there was a fissure inside her, but it wasn't too deep and it had already stopped bleeding. He sighed and rubbed one hand over her lower back. "Alright, done. There is some damage, but it's less severe than I thought. Ready for a bath?" Matt let her stand up again and the relief on her face was apparent. He wanted to kiss her, suddenly, but he knew she would not appreciate that at the moment, so he resisted. Instead, he stood and punched in the door code before leading her by the hand down the hall toward the bathroom.

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Eve

Eve was honestly very much relieved when Matt told her that the damage on her rectum was very minor and able to heal on its own. Yesterday night was so traumatic for her that the flashbacks keep flowing into her mind involuntarily and causing her to be very much paranoid that he would lose it at some point...meaning that once that time ever comes, Eve would hope to be dead by then. The thought of wishing herself "dead" actually scared her. But really, if shit were to get worse with no hope of escaping whatsoever, what choice would she have other than suffering miserably in pain and worthlessness?

Walking out of the room and down a short hall of the basement, Matt carefully opened the two-door entrance that revealed a big hot tub, a place for a shower, a mirror, a marble sink, and a toilet. It was all nicely built in mainly the color of white, including the tile flooring. Once Eve saw that hot tub, she was craving the need of making herself relax and heal more efficiently.

"Let me get it warmed up," Matt stated, going over to turn on the water and start the jets in the hot tub, "Trust me, this will all feel very nice."

Eve smiled slightly, embracing her chest with her arms as her fingers rubbed the ends of her elbows a bit awkwardly and nervously. Matt turned around and walked up to her. His hazel eyes stared into her weary ones with his hands holding her by the hips very cautiously.

"Can your Master at least get a kiss?" Matt asked kindly.

Eve hesitated very much so, wondering what game he was playing. But she realized that the only way to get herself out of here faster is if he gained her trust and she gained his. That way, when he least expects it, Eve can make a run for it and get the police. But this plan will take much longer than she hoped for. Yet, it was for the best.

God I wonder where Ali is...I'm so worried.

Glancing up at his eyes, Eve leaned up on her tippy toes and kissed him very softly, yet sensually against his plump lips. She moaned softly at the taste, Matt's arms wrapping around her waist. Eve was praying he wasn't going to have sex with her today...but right now, that was not her choice. If he got turned on, it was either get it over with or face the consequences.

Eve immediately pulled away and walked towards the tub, gesturing for Matt to help her in.

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Tuck

Once Tuck arrived upstairs to the kitchen with his tray of dirty dishes, he gently placed them in the sink, loaded them in the dishwasher, and glanced at his To-Do list on his counter he made nights ago that he had in mind when he was able to "capture" a beautiful woman to be his pet:



The list went on and on. Tuck was pursing his lips on what exactly to do to her to calm her down from a long night. Maybe he could go down on her again and make her relax more? Tuck wasn't sure if that was the best idea because of what happened last night and how sore she was. Then that's when a thought clicked in his mind: he could give her a massage that could lead to something more...well, pleasurable.

I want to drill into her stubborn brain that pleasure is the only way out of the feeling of pain. I want to make pleasure a priority of her and have her want it everyday. It is what I have to do to make this fantasy truly go into affect.

Tuck nodded to himself and grabbed a delicate lotion from the closet before heading downstairs and back to Ali's room. He locked the door and gently sat down on the seat with a smile on his face.

"Lay on your stomach gorgeous," Tuck offered, chuckling at her confused expression, "Relax, I'm just going to give you a nice massage, okay? You are in need of one. I have learned that it will calm your brain energy to make it focus more on the comfort rather than discomfort. So please, just do this for me, baby."

Watching her gently flip on her stomach, Tuck smiled and slowly got on the edge of the bed with the bottle of lotion right near him. He squirted a large amount out and intently began to massage her upper back, smirking in victory when he heard a moan of satisfaction.

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Ali

When Tuck came back into the room, Ali wasn't sure what to expect, but when he explained that he wanted to massage her she was relieved. When he said, "So please, just do this for me, baby," it sounded like something he would say to a lover, which Ali did not consider herself at that point. She did, however, want the offered massage, so she complied. She wasn't badly hurt, her injuries mostly superficial, but she was not ready for any more handcuffs. Thankfully, Tuck was quite skilled with his hands, easing away the soreness from her arms and back, and she couldn't help but groan happily. Gradually, she succumbed to the warmth and pressure of his fingers, forgetting about the collar and the punishments, just breathing. She was still aware that it was Tuck she was dealing with, but she stopped worrying about him and let her thoughts wander elsewhere. What was Eve doing? Was time was it? Had anyone called her yet? How long would it be before she was missed?

"I can't talk to anyone, can I? I have to stay here, with you and whoever the others are? I can't call my mom?" Ali was fairly certain of the answer, but she was thinking about Eve and the other people who would be looking for her within a few days. She'd at least like them to know that she was alive, but she wouldn't complain if someone found a way to rescue her from this bizarre situation. Tuck didn't answer for a while, just touching her silently, but she heard him take a breath to speak. "Not yet, probably not for some time, but it might be negotiable in the future." Ali was surprised by his answer, turning part way around to look at him. His face was calm, blank. "You really would? What if I tell someone about what happened?" He smirked then. "Well, if I think you'll do that, I won't let you. If you earn my trust, as I try to earn yours, then I'll consider it." Ali almost rolled her eyes at the prospect of trusting him, but it did give her a glimmer of hope, that she might convince him to give her more freedom. If I obey, she reminded herself.

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Matt

When Eve reluctantly kissed him, Matt was surprised that she seemed to enjoy it a little. In fact, he assumed that he was either mistaken, or it was an act. He held onto her for a moment, tempted to try and find out, but he thought better of it. He let her walk away, glad that she could do so without much trouble. When she waited for him expectantly by the tub, he went to her and helped her in, keeping his face neutral. "You'll feel much better after this, Eve." He took a step back and leaned against the wall, muscular arms crossed over his chest, watching her get settled. Eve glanced over at him but said nothing. For a while, they just stayed like that, but eventually Eve got her hair wet and started scrubbing at her skin lightly. wanting to feel clean after everything that had happened. It gave Matt a brilliant idea. "I want to wash your hair, pet." He smiled slowly, watching her consider the notion, but he hadn't made it a question, and he figured as long as he was gentle, she wouldn't complain very much. She might even like it.

He and Mattie didn't use this bathroom normally, but he made a mental note that they would need a few more things down here in the future, finding some kind of shampoo in one of the fairly empty cabinets. When he opened the bottle, he thought it smelled nice enough, so he brought it with him around the tub, behind where Eve was sitting very gingerly. "Tilt your head back, gorgeous." He felt a bit more in control of the situation now, pouring some of the soapy substance into his right hand and slowly working it into her long black hair, eventually using both hands to massage her scalp lightly. She didn't resist him, which was encouraging. It wasn't that Matt was walking on eggshells, but he did need to win her over somehow, and he didn't mind this much. It reminded him of the times he'd done the same thing for Mattie upstairs, and he chuckled softly to himself as he realized that he had a bit of a thing for long haired brunettes. It didn't take him long to scrub his fingers through it all, so he let her go. "Go ahead and rinse." Matt went back to his position against the wall, waiting.

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(Sorry this took so long, I been busy all day D:)

Eve

When Matt began gently massaging the shampoo into Eve's hair, her mind wandered off to the thought of him even actually feeling sorry. It looked like and sounded like he was sorry...but how could she be so sure? It was going to take a lot of fucking time to heal over that night last night. But...if she held a grudge with him for too long, Eve would have no hopes in getting the hell out of here. Because how does she know that Matt won't kill her off or ship her somewhere so the cops don't get him? Knowing her big mouth, Eve wouldn't hesitate to put his ass in prison at this moment...if she could.

"Go ahead and rinse," Matt said in a very soft tone towards Eve as he backed away from her to give her space.

Letting out a long sigh, Eve dipped down into the tub and began raking her hands through her hair to get the shampoo out. When she was done, Eve looked over at Matt with a dull smile and gestured for the towel, "I'm ready to get out..."

Matt nodded and grabbed the long towel next to him, immediately going over right when Eve stood up and wrapped the towel around her. Now her thoughts were wandering on to what else was going to happen today. She really didn't want to go back in that room at all, considering the flashbacks of last night would be hitting her like a brick wall every minute or so.

"I...I don't know...if I want to go back in that room," Eve murmured, thinking of something intently that would totally make her want to smack herself in the head, "Can I somehow just be...comforted...by you specifically?" she looked up at his confused look, "Meaning, can we just...lay down somewhere else."

"The home theatre would be the best place. There is a couch that pulls into a bed and I can put a movie on for you," Matt answered, gently stroking her cheek, in which Eve never flinched from, "Are you sure...you even want to be around me now?"

"I rather not be alone..." Eve whispered, "Please?"

Matt hesitated before sighing, "Okay, sweetheart. I will take good care of you, okay?" he assured, slowly leaning down and pressing his lips to hers in a more loving, sensual kiss.

Eve immediately somehow had butterflies fluttering in her chest from the kiss. It had something to do with it being more of a loving kiss than a forceful, rough one. Eve pressed her palms against his chest while kissing him back, realizing the one plan she could only do to survive: go with it.

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Tuck

"Well, if I think you'll do that, I won't let you. If you earn my trust, as I try to earn yours, then I'll consider it," Tuck responded to Ali as he kept massaging her back delicately, "I know all of this crazy shit is a lot to take in and very hard for you to deal with. But it is my rules, my regulations, and how everything goes when it comes to my submissive. After all, how can I know if you are going to call the cops on me?"

Ali was silent for that answer, in which Tuck chuckled with a shake of his head, "Exactly, my pet. You are too much in a fragile state to even think logically of how bad that would be on not just me but for you as well. After all, you were willing to go with me for an 'adventure'. And not to be intimidating," Tuck paused and let out a breath before continuing, "But...I do know the cops very well around here. My family is filthy rich and one of my cousins works as a deputy for the police in this town. I became a rich asshole on a different story that I wish not to speak about, same goes with Matt, my boyfriend."

"How can any of that information be comforting to me?" Ali almost snapped but she knew better from what she saw from Tuck last night.

Tuck smiled, "I know it isn't, my pet. But...it is very useful for you to know on how fucked you would mainly be if you were to go to anybody around her. Because the town adores me for all the work I did to help the area out back then with my cousin. So it's best not to get stupid ideas."

Taking his hands off of Ali, Tuck now went to her lower body to where her bruised ass and thighs were. He took classes on massage therapy and he knew exactly what to do to comfort her completely and make her forget all about the negatives of being here at the moment just to shut her up.

"I'm going to help your lower body here, okay?" Tuck reminded her, situating himself and placing more lotion on his hands, "It will hurt at first but once I start really working with the bruised areas, it will heal more smoothly and feel so much better afterwards. I promise," he winked, "Maybe if you are very cooperative with this, my beautiful pet, I could reward you in anyway possible...that isn't outside communication at first. Take the rewards while you can because they don't come around unless you behave."

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Ali

"Take the rewards while you can because they don't come around unless you behave." Tuck made everything sound so simple, having an answer for everything, or a careful way to avoid answering. Ali was learning to see that as a downside, still hesitant to trust him, especially after this new revelation about his prominence in the area. It could all be lies, but he probably wouldn't brag about it if weren't true. Everything she learned about him seemed to be superficially attractive, but after seeing the sadism that he was capable of, Ali considered him dangerous, even more so because of his apparent wealth and power. She couldn't imagine a reward that she'd want from him, aside from her freedom, even if it meant that she had to keep silent about what happened. Scratch that, she thought, I would definitely have to tell someone, so he can't do it again. He was her captor, and though she knew she could be fairing worse, Ali couldn't ignore that fact. She wanted to leave. If things had gone differently the night before, she might have come back, but now she just wanted to be far away. Ali was beginning to feel depressed. She hardly noticed Tuck's hands on her after a while, preoccupied with her dismal situation. With a sigh, she turned her head to the side, looking away from him.

"I don't have to like being here..." Ali almost didn't say it, but she couldn't think of anything else and the silence made her uncomfortable. In a strange way, she wanted him to keep talking, hoping to glean some useful information, not to mention her painful curiosity about him, even after the night before. Tuck sighed. "True, I can't control how you feel, little pet. I like being in control of everything, but that is out of my reach." He sounded irritated by that fact, which made Ali hope he wasn't going to get angry with her again. He didn't, though he did stand up, turning away. "Do you want to meet the other two today? I'm not sure if all parties are up for it yet, but I can ask, since you seem lonely." Ali had no idea what to expect if that happened, but she thought it might give her more insight into what Tuck had in store. "Can I have clothes? I'd rather not be seen... like this." Tuck laughed heartily at her question, clearly contemplating the possibility. "Maybe, though I want to discourage such modesty, for the record. I'll go see what they're doing and then we can discuss it."

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Matt

"I... I don't know... if I want to go back in that room." Eve said it quietly, and Matt understood why, cursing himself for associating such painful events with the room where he was supposed to keep her. She had to go back eventually, just for practical reasons because it would be impossible for him to supervise her constantly. Matt was trying to come up with a plan, caught up in his thoughts when Eve spoke again. "Can I somehow just be... comforted... by you specifically?" His surprise must have been obvious because she clarified her request. "Meaning, can we just... lay down somewhere else?" He couldn't take her upstairs, but he had another idea. "The home theater would be the best place. There is a couch that pulls into a bed and I can put a movie on for you." He hesitated, biting his lip as he touched her face gently. It was a good sign that she didn't pull away, but he knew there was a long way to go before she would really be alright. "Are you sure... you even want to be around me now?" Eve looked at him sadly, whispering. "I rather not be alone... Please?" Matt sighed, having mixed feelings about the situation. "Okay, sweetheart. I will take good care of you, okay?" He wanted to be reassuring, so he kissed her softly, again relishing the sensation of her lips, the taste of her. "Come with me, pet."

He lead her down the hall, trying not to limp or show sign of his own minor but painful injuries from Mattie the night before, and it was the first time that Eve got more than a passing glance at the rest of the basement. They passed her door, and another one that was locked, and turned a corner. Matt stopped in front of another door, which was heavy and locking like all the others, but he quickly opened it and gestured for her to go inside. He turned on one light switch, revealing a modestly sized room done in deep red, with two sofas and a few plush chairs in front of a very large projector screen. "Our movie library is quite large, so I can probably take requests." Matt grinned, shutting the door and moving to the pull out the couch so Eve could get comfortable. This room was one of his favorite places anywhere, being dark and cozy, as well as a brilliant escape from anything Matt had on his mind. He remembered many nights here with Mattie, drinking and throwing popcorn at the screen, often falling asleep together on the sofa afterward. He was happy to share it with Eve now, hopeful that it would put her at ease, at least for a while. Once the bed was unfolded from the couch, he motioned for her to sit. "What do you want to watch, gorgeous?"

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Eve

Eve was certainly amazed by the fact that Matt even owned a fucking movie theatre in his own house. Like seriously, how the hell would they get all of this money to accommodate all of these things? Surely he was in a business that made him a millionaire...or did his partner have something to do with most of this money? She will never find out until the solution rings the doorbell on her own logical mind.

Seeing Matt motion for her to sit on the pull-out couch, Eve smiled and gently sat on the comfortable thin mattress that was covered with a black sheet. Matt looked down at her and asked, "What do you want to watch, gorgeous?"

"Um...anything is fine with me," Eve responded, rubbing the back of her neck, "How about your favorite movie?"

"That movie is the Shawshank Redemption," Matt grinned, pulling that movie out from the massive library and revealing the cover to her, "Trust me, this movie is fucking good...unless you have seen it already?"

Eve shook her head, "I never saw it yet..but I'm interested. Put it in," she smiled.

Matt nodded and placed the DVD into the player before pressing the button to play and then grabbing the remote to turn the large TV on. Eve definitely wanted to keep a mental note of this place more often because it would mainly give her a chance to escape from that specific room that held bad memories from last night.

"Lay with me?" Eve suggested, patting a spot right behind her that Matt greatly obliged, "I don't mind if you cuddle with me. I greatly need the company at this point...and I don't want to be rude in your own house."

"You aren't rude, sweetheart," Matt chuckled, lying down right behind her and wrapping his muscular arms around her upper stomach, "I just...didn't want to rush things after last night. But...I can easily let you relax," he muttered as he placed gentle kisses on Eve's neck that somehow made arousal spark up slightly, "I'm really good at making beautiful woman relax and let go."

"Okay..." Eve almost stuttered, her fingers moving along his arms as he continued to press gentle kisses to her neck.

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Tuck

"Can I have clothes? I'd rather not be seen... like this," Ali suggested with concern.

Tuck laughed heartily at her question, mentally trying to think if it would be possible to give her such rewards just yet, "Maybe, though I want to discourage such modesty, for the record. I'll go see what they're doing and then we can discuss it."

Right when Tuck got up from her, Ali gently grabbed his hand to get his attention, "Can I go take a bath then when you come back, Master? I desperately want to get cleaned off."

Tuck couldn't help but smile sincerely at her words, slowly leaning in and pressing his lips to hers, "Absolutely, pet."

But before he let go of the kiss, Tuck thought intently on how Matt was dealing with Eve right now. He suspected that the two needed as much alone time as possible before interruption. It would be best to have them make up before Tuck got to give the chance for Ali to meet his boyfriend and pet. Yet, he had a weird feeling about the two pets that him and Matt picked up...almost as if they felt some sort of connection between the two.

Tuck shook his head away at the thoughts and looked down at Ali, "How about this, I'll give you a bath right now, okay? The sooner the better...and plus, I can keep you comfortable in our big hot tub," he winked.

Ali hesitated before letting out a small grin, "That would be amazing, Master. Seriously, how did you get all of this stuff?"

Tuck laughed as he gently carried Ali in his arms and strolled down the hall to the bathroom's doors, "All in good timing to know more about, sweetheart. I told you most of it already. But maybe in the future, you can really see how everything works in my world. But for now, let's get you cleaned up and relaxed, okay?"

"Okay," Ali nodded as Tuck opened the doors, locked them behind him, and gently set her down right on the counter, "This bathroom is huge."

"It most certainly is," Tuck chuckled, turning on the water of the tub to warm it up and taking off his clothes, "It's completely brand new this year. Made specifically for our special guests here to enjoy themselves in. Now, let's get you settled into the tub."

Cautiously picking Ali off the counter, Tuck carried her into the tub and set her down on the flooring while soon sitting next to her and pressing the button on to start the jets of the hot tub. Immediately Ali groaned in satisfaction at the feeling, making Tuck smirk at her reaction, "Feels good, huh?"