Devil to PayPart - 5When the door eventually opened, it was almost a relief. It was Constantine. He looked...sad. He went over to Lighe, and put a hand on his shoulder. "Come, now!", he said, softly. Lighe got up, and let go of my hand. Tino looked at me with an indescribable expression on his face. "You must come, too", he muttered, gazing over my head. "He will want you to...watch. He knows you are...dear to him. ..to Elijah. He will enjoy it that you watch". An exclamation of disgust came from Billy. "Bastard! Fucking bastard!" Orli jumped up, and faced Tino. "Will he...will he take me instead, man? I'm not...I mean - I'm more experienced than Lij is, and..." Viggo walked over to him, and put his arms around Orli's hunched shoulders, and led him back to the bed. Lighe went to Orli - snuggling into Viggo's side - and kissed him, tenderly. "Thanks, dude. I've never been offered a gift so...precious. Love you, man." Now why didn't I think of that? Some fucking partner I'd be for him. Orli offered. Orli the compassionate. Orli the brave. Monaghan, you are shite! But there was only love in Lighe's eyes, as he looked at me, and took my hand in his. "C'mon, Sblom", he said - and we went. The room was cleaner than ours, but not by much. There was a double bed in it - with sheets - and two armchairs. For the audience, I supposed. I wondered who got to sit in the other chair. Tino pointed to a chair, and looked at me. "Sit", he said. Lighe knew where he had to go. He sat on the edge of the bed. Tino cleared his throat. "You are both actors. You will need that, here. He enjoys...screaming. He will want tears and pleading. He will want suffering. Give it to him. He will come quicker, and it will be over sooner. If you do not...please him, he will continue until you do." He looked at Lighe, who was trying so fucking hard not to tremble. "Cry, now, Elijah He will like it that you do. God bless you." He was nearly crying, himself, poor bugger - remembering his first time, I expect. "Take your clothes off - otherwise he will tear them off, and you will have nothing to wear...afterwards". He left the room. Only one man remained. One man and his Uzi. He sat in the other chair, and grinned at me. Ah! Obviously a relative of the Smiling One. Lighe removed his clothes. Everything except his underwear. He sat on the bed and shivered. It was not warm in the room, but I knew that was not the reason he shook. Raping anyone, let alone a virgin, male or female was so fucking low that I felt the bile rise in my throat at the very thought of it. Fuck! I must hold on...for him. But how would I feel, hearing him scream? How would I feel seeing him pounded into submission - being torn and injured? I couldn't see the bastard taking time with condoms and lube. Fuck! What about...diseases and - oh, God Almighty! Stop it, you stupid cunt! How will I feel? Selfish, inconsiderate fucking bastard! Think of how he'll feel, and fuck the rest! Smiley came in dressed in a shabby bathrobe - none too clean. It had stains on it I wouldn't like to guess at. He spoke to the Uzi toter, who left the room, reluctantly. He obviously had been counting on seeing the show. Bastard! "I have told him to wait outside. If he hears me call him, he is to come in and shoot Frodo in the legs. A slow death - we have no doctor here. You understand?" He was looking at me. Fuck it, I understood. I nodded. He went to the bed. Lighe was sitting on the edge, with his arms folded across his chest. The tears had run down his face, his nose was running - but he still looked fucking beautiful. Smiley picked a towel off the iron bed head, and wiped Lighe's face, not ungently. I could see the tenting in the front of his robe. God, I hoped this wouldn't take long! "Lie down!", he ordered. Lighe complied. Smiley stripped off the underwear. It was obvious he wasn't wearing any. His erection was sticking out through the front of his robe. He perused Lighe's naked form. So did I. God, he was glorious! In spite of myself, my cock began to rise. I put my hands in my lap. Fuck! I shouldn't be feeling like this. I loved him, for .... "See!", crowed Smiley, leering at me, "this pretty boy will be of no use to you! He cannot even get it up!" He flicked Elijah's cock. It remained soft. "Turn over" Lighe moved onto his front, with a small sigh. Smiley smacked Lighe, hard, on the arse. He whimpered a little, but didn't cry out. The hand came down again and again. Lighe cried out "please!.. don't! You're hurting me!". It wrenched my fucking heart, even though I hoped it was just acting...mostly acting...Oh, God! - but I said nothing. Smiley licked his lips. I could see the effect Lighe's red arse, and his crying, was having on the bastard's cock. He was more than ready. "I think I will fuck you, now. Turn over!" Elijah turned. He lay on his back, staring up into that ugly, grinning face. He looked terrified. I sat gripping the arms of the chair for grim death. The tears were running down my face, now. I was glad Lighe couldn't see. "Oh, God help me!", Lighe whimpered, fear finally breaking through. I couldn't bear it any longer. If God wouldn't help him, I'd try. I jumped up from my chair, and, before Smiley could yell, reached for his arm, and shook it. "You bastard!", I hissed. "Anyone can tell you've never had a real man in your life, chum - I can see that. Only kids too scared to do bugger all to stop you. Take me, instead of him - I'll fight you all the fucking way!" My eyes were blazing, and my hands were trembling. If this would save my Lighe, I'd do it, no problem. Smiley gave me a calculated stare. He shook Lighe's shoulder. "You, sit in this chair, and keep your eyes open. You might learn something. I am going to fuck your angry friend, here, until he begs me for mercy. You watch. You will watch! Off!" Lighe slid off the bed, and sat in the chair. His eyes were glued to mine, and full of tears. My love. "You.", Smiley grinned at me. "Up!" I climbed onto the bed. If I was scared (and I fucking was) - this bastard would never find out.... would he? |