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I don’t know what’s going on, what Eli did to convince Jordan to let him do those things to him. He must have promised to let him live knowing Jordan would cave, never knowing about the camera, or that I’m watching them.

Feeling sick and filthy all over every inch of my skin, I put down my phone and walk away from the image on the screen to go scrub myself in another shower as hot as the water will go for as long as it lasts.

When I return, I’m almost afraid to look at my phone again, even if I’m worried and want to check on Jordan.

This time, Eli’s bent over Jordan, licking and sucking on his nipples, pinching them, causing Jordan to jerk in his restraints.

Head thrown back, it’s easy to read his lips as Jordan says, “Please. Please Eli! Please!” He says this over and over again, but of course Eli refuses him.

This whole stop and go teasing continues until the sun begins to set. For the entire day I’ve sat transfixed by my phone’s screen, having to leave it plugged in to charge next to the bed where I watch every second of the torment, curled into a ball. The only breaks I take are to check texts from Celeste, from RJ, telling me they still haven’t found Jordan, that the cops are getting even more suspicious, and asking if I’m okay.

I lie to them because I am definitely not okay.

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Eli

Iglance down at my phone for one last look at my favorite captive before I get out of the stolen car I borrowed while in town, then go climb through his apartment window. After digging a hole, burying the dead man, I had a great time teasing Jordan, making him scream and beg. I almost hated having to leave him for my nightly torment of Maddie.

Almost.

“You’re hurting him!” Maddie yells at me as soon as I step inside. She even shoves her palms against my chest, pushing me back into the window.

“It’s nice to see you too,” I grumble.

“I’ve been watching you all day as you-you torment him!”

“Oh, so you want me to suck Jordan’s dick until he comes in my mouth?” I ask her.

“I... No.” She scrubs her palms down her face and shakes her head. “I just don’t want to see him in pain.”

“But it’s the best kind of pain. Trust me. He’ll come so hard when I eventually let him.”

“You will? You’ll let him, eventually?” she asks, sounding so damn concerned about the biker boy.

“Do you want me to leave him in agony or not, Maddie? I’m letting you make the decision here, so give it to me.”

“No, I don’t want him in agony. I told you not to hurt him!”

“So, I’ll edge him a little longer in the morning, and then, when he’s lost all hope and is begging me, offering me his first-born child to let him finally come, I’ll suck him dry. Or should I only jerk him off in my dry hand? That’s a special kind of pain on its own.”

“I don’t…I don’t think Jordan wants you to do either. Not really, but he doesn’t have a choice. He thinks you’ll kill him if he refuses, doesn’t he?”

“Oh, trust me, Maddie. He wants it, no threats needed. I knew he was bi within the first minute we met.”

“Bi?”

“Bisexual. He’s attracted to women and men.”

“No, he’s not. He’s never…”

“Never told you? He was worried about how you would react, that you wouldn’t love him anymore or some bullshit.”

“I don’t…that doesn’t matter to me.”

“It doesn’t? Even if he’s not getting what he needs from you?”

“What do you mean?” she asks, sounding genuinely confused.

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