“Tough,” Mateo said with a shrug. “Come, one four zero.”
As she pushed wearily to her feet, she realized he mostly only called her by the number when they were in the wide-open room with the cages. When they were alone in one of the smaller rooms, he usually called her little mouse. She had no idea why he bothered using a nickname he’d come up with for her when they were dating, she got that all of that had been a lie, a way to lead her right into this hellish place.
Still, regardless of the hatred for Mateo coursing through her, Ally followed along after him as he led her down into one of the teaching rooms. A different one this time than they’d used before. This one has a huge bed in one corner, an exam chair like the kind you sat in when you saw the gynecologist in another, a large wooden cross in the third, and a metal box big enough to fit a person in the last.
“Sit,” he ordered, gesturing to the bed, and she hurried over to it, sinking down into the softness of the mattress. It was the first soft thing she’d sat on in days, since she left her apartment that night that felt like a lifetime ago.
For a moment, she didn't think about what horror Mateo had cooked up for her, she just enjoyed how nice it was to feel something comfortable beneath her instead of the concrete floor. Soaking up the enjoyment, she even let her eyes flutter closed, not wanting the sight of the man she now hated to ruin her couple of seconds of pleasure.
Seemed like he was content to let her enjoy, although she had no idea why, probably because he was looking forward to rippingthis tiny bit of comfort she’d found away from her, and the more he let her enjoy, the more ripping it away would likely amuse him.
Several minutes passed, and it was only because she knew she couldn’t delay the inevitable forever that Ally finally opened her eyes again. Once she did, she saw Mateo standing before her with three toys set out on the end of the bed. Sex toys. The only time she’d ever even used sex toys was after she’d met Mateo. There didn't seem to be anything he wasn't up for in the bedroom, or anything he wasn't up for pushing her to try. One particularly memorable time was when he tied her to the bed, worked her close to an orgasm, then stopped, slipping a vibrating toy inside her and leaving her hanging for hours while he touched, kissed, and caressed every inch of her skin, until she was writhing, begging, and crying for release.
That edging had been fun because she’d consented. Unlike his game with her the other day with the arousal gel.
“You choose,” he told her.
“Choose what?” she asked softly, assuming it was okay to speak since she’d have to give an answer to a question she didn't even understand.
“Which one you want.”
Even though she didn't want to look closely at the toys, she knew she had no choice, so she shifted her gaze to examine the toys. There was what looked like a butt plug, one of those sucking things that went on your bud, and a traditional vibrator, although it was huge and molded to look like the real thing. She didn't want any of them.
“They all come with different consequences.”
Ally gulped. “Consequences?”
“The anal plug will get you a spanking once I prep you and work it inside you. The spanking bench will be moved into the main room, and you’ll probably be left on it for the remainder ofthe day. The guys will all be free to spank you so long as you're on it. They won't be gentle, the toy vibrates, and there's little chance you won't come. Several times. Lesson is to teach your body that pain can be pleasurable.”
She shuddered and shook her head. Definitely didn't want that option.
“With the vibrator, you’ll get tied to the bed, and again the guys will be able to have their fun with you as much as they want. They’ll only be able to use the toy on you to make you come, but they’ll be able to touch you anywhere else. You’ll probably spend the rest of the day there. Lesson is desensitizing your body to the idea that it comes when someone else decides, and they don’t care that you don’t want it.”
“I thought you told your friend that they didn't get to play with me,” she whimpered. For some reason, even though she hated Mateo for doing this to her, she was used to him, so it didn't feel as awful as strangers touching her or having to touch them.
His teeth clenched together at her words like he was unhappy with them, but what part upset him? Her calling the others his friends? The idea he had to share breaking her with the others? Or that she was speaking at all?
“I don’t have a choice,” he muttered, but it sounded like he wanted one. “Last option is you’ll have the stimulator kept against you with a chastity belt of sorts. It works with a remote, which, of course, everyone will have access to and will use. A lot. You’ll be returned to your cell, but you can assume that the guys will have a million excuses to be down there for the rest of the day.”
Mateo paused, raked his fingers through his messy dark locks, something she’d loved doing when they were together. His hair was so soft, and he’d lie on her couch with his head in her lap and let her play with his hair while they watched a movie.How could the man who had been so sweet and charming also be this man?
It didn't make sense.
And it felt almost like … he wasn't happy she was here.
But if he didn't want her here, he wouldn't have had her brought here. Right?
Why did it feel like she was missing some important piece of information that would make everything else make sense?
“Go with the stimulator,” he said wearily. “At least that way no one will put their hands on you.”
Did he care about that?
Wasn't that why she was here? To be trained to be used by some filthy rich monster who was going to buy her to use however he chose. It shouldn’t matter to him that anyone else got to touch her, and yet … it was obvious by the look on his face that it did bother him.
A lot.
Was it possible that part of him still cared about her? Maybe everything hadn't been a lie. Maybe it had always been his plan to lure her in, but he’d developed some real feelings along the way. Could she possibly use that to her advantage?