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And I will escape this place. If it’s the last thing I do.

CHAPTER 12

VANESSA

“All right, you two.” Ford’s voice cuts through my daydreams of escaping this prison as he pins me, then Dane, with a hard stare. “I need to check you both over. My office, now.”

Fuck. I’d completely forgotten what Ford had said about checking my bottom hole for tears after our “ceremony” last night.

“Come on, little fox.” Chuckling with open amusement, Dane bends down to scoop me off his sister’s lap. “Your Uncle Ford gets pissy if he thinks people aren’t taking care of themselves.”

“I think the words you’re looking for are ‘Thank you for caring so much about my Little girl’s well-being’,” Ford grumbles as he rises from his chair and stalks back toward the exam room where he’d examined me for a concussion the day before.

With me settled on his hip, Dane winks, and I might have laughed if my mind wasn’t busy racing with ideas for how to get out of this stupid examination.

Ford is waiting for us in the exam room, wearing a white coat like he’s an actual doctor, and I resist the urge to roll my eyes—barely. But my sneering amusement fades when Ford turns, a gleam in his eye that speaks to an inner delight at what he’s about to do that has my stomach rolling with unease.

“Put her down on the table. I want to check your nose before her exam.”

“There’s nothing wrong with my nose. It barely even hurts anymore.”

Shooting his brother a withering glare, Ford points at the table. “You can either do what I’m telling you to do or I can get Eli and Axel in here to hold you both down for your exams.”

“Bossy asshole,” Dane mutters, but he moves to do as Ford has instructed, carrying me over to the exam table.

Suddenly, Dane doesn’t seem like the largest threat in the room. I cling to his neck as he attempts to set me down on the table and he sighs.

“I think I’m going to have to hold her.”

Frowning slightly, Ford nods slowly. “All right. But you’ll have to put her down for her exam. I can’t check her bottom if she’s sitting on your lap.”

Oh my god. I might actually die of embarrassment listening to them discuss my impending examination.

Settling on the edge of the table, Dane cradles me close, bouncing me slightly as he shushes me, exactly like one might do with a fussy baby. “Shh, little one. It’s all right. Uncle Ford just wants to help.”

Our so-called doctor steps forward, grabbing Dane’s face and forcing his head back. “Minimal bruising and the bleeding stopped fairly quickly last night so it’s probably not broken. But I want to take a look to be sure.”

Peeking up through my lashes, I watch as he shines a tiny flashlight up each of Dane’s nostrils and nods. “Yeah, she got you good but it doesn’t seem broken. If you start having any issues with your breathing or even if something just doesn’t seem right, let me know.”

“Got it, doc.”

Ford rolls his eyes, then turns to me, his expression softening considerably. “All right, little one. Your Daddy is going to put you down now so I can check your bottom.”

“It’s fine, really,” I insist as I tighten my hold on Dane’s neck. “It barely even hurts anymore.”

A soft, reassuring smile curves Ford’s lips. “Be that as it may, I still need to check. If there’s too much tearing, your Daddy will need to wait before he takes you there again.”

Well why didn’t you lead with that? The knowledge that I might be able to avoid getting fucked there again, potentially long enough for me to escape before I’m healed enough for another round, completely overrides whatever humiliation I might be feeling over the exam.

This time when Dane moves to put me down, I go without hesitation, stretching out on my stomach and squeezing my eyes shut as one of them strips the diaper from me, exposing all my most secret parts to the room.

Okay, so the humiliation isn’t completely gone. It still burns along my skin as I bury my face in my arms in a desperate attempt to hide from it.

“All right, little one. You’re going to feel a bit of a pinch here. I need to put this speculum in your bottom so I can inspect it.”

Something cold presses against my bottom hole and I jump, but Dane quickly pushes down on my shoulders, holding me in place. “It's all right, little fox. This won’t take long.”

The cold thing pushes deeper inside me. Thankfully, it’s not nearly as large as Dane’s cock, but it’s still big enough for me to feel that pinch Ford was talking about.