Inferno Demon Riders MC: My Five Obsessed Bullies (by Kj) novel Chapter 41

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Chapter 41 Brainwashed

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Chapter 41: Brainwashed

!!! *** WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATERIALS THAT SOME READERS MAY FIND DISTRESSING! SUCH AS SEVERE ABUSE, INCEST, BLOOD, TORTURE, AND SE.XUAL ASSAULT! READER DISCRETION IS

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Blythe’s P.Q.V.

“It’s okay, Fireball, I’m gonna prove it to you.”

“How?”

“Well, with time. And pestering. A whole lot of pestering.”

“Pestering?”

What did that mean exactly? Pestering me how? Like asking me constantly to tell them about my time at Silent Divine? I’d rather they just ignore me again. I don’t want to be reminded about it, let alone talk about it.

They already know what happened to me anyway.

Right?

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Flashback: age, 18 ~

The whip came down on my back for the 16th time. I cried out in pain, unable to hold it back. Not that it

mattered. Whether I cried or not made no difference to them.

“Stop,” Daniel ordered just when the whip was going to come down again. A moment of relief hit me. Until he

said those next words. “Strip her bare.”

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“W–w–w–w–what? N–n–n–no,” I tried to argue and fight, but it was no use. No matter how much I begged,

pleaded, or tried to thrash around, it never mattered to them. I was a toy, and they were just soldiers doing

what they were told.

A few moments later, I was stripped down to nothing, leaving me naked for the whole room to see. I felt eyes

on me. Ones of disgust. Ones of interest. All of which felt slimy.

Two girls, Emma and Ruthy, were holding my arms down in front of me. They were smirking, squeezing my

wrists tighter with every whip that I took. They were excited to watch the princess fall.

Princess. Pft. How pathetic. Pathetic that they could idolize the position I’m in. Not that theirs is any better. It’s worse in a way, and part of me understands their hatred. Still, I could never stomach doing this to

someone else, let alone be happy about it.

“You tried to run away,” Daniel said. “You thought I wouldn’t notice if you tried to escape a few days before your birthday, but now here we are… Your 18th birthday and look at where you are.” He chuckled darkly. “You did this to yourself. Today, you are going to learn your place.”

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Chapter 41: Branwashed

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All I did was press my forehead to the cold marble floor as tears spilled out of me. My blood was splattered across the floor from the whippings I’ve taken. My back stings and everything hurts. Especially my heart…

“What? No words or threats about how your dear mommy and trashy biker friends are going to come save

you?” Daniel spat, teasing me.

I kept my mouth shut as I heard him walk closer. Then he gripped my hair and yanked my head back roughly. I looked at him and he sneered at me.

“Finally learn that I’ve been telling you the truth these last two years?” he asked. “Did ya finally see that they don’t really care about you? That’s why it was so easy to get custody of you. Your mom rarely even calls to check on you. I call her out of courtesy here and there, and she acts as if I troubled her every single time. She was happy to get rid of you. And those boys… They knew the whole time. Everything that we’ve been doing here… they know it all. They were happy to have you out of their hair.”

“That’s not true!” I blurted.

That earned me another hit with the whip. I groaned as Daniel chuckled. He released my hair and stood up.

Then he kicked me in my side, causing me to yelp.

I don’t know why I bothered arguing in the first place. They are the ones that sent me right back here. Evander was so angry… But maybe they really don’t know. Maybe they were tricked, or-

“Fine, let me prove it to you,” Daniel said as he pulled his phone from his pocket. Daniel tapped on it a few

times before it started ringing on speaker.

“What?” a voice bit out. A voice I recognized.

“Evander?” I whispered.

Suddenly, I was yanked back by my hair again. This time, I was pulled all the way up until I was sitting on my knees. The girls let me go, and the bast.ard that had me wrapped his hand around my mouth, holding me against him and making sure that Evander didn’t hear me.

I tried not to squirm too much. It’s always worse, if I accidentally excite them more.

“Just thought you might be wondering how Blythe is doing,” Daniel said to his phone, his eyes on me.

“I told you that I didn’t give a fu.ck,” Evander’s hard tone came through.

My heart plummeted. Despite what just happened a few days ago, I still had hope. Just a small piece of hope. Maybe it’s just Evander who hates me that much.

“Well, what about the others?” Daniel asked, as if he could read my mind. “Your brothers or whatever.”

“I told you already, none of us give a fu.ck,” Evander snapped. “Kick her out, keep her, do whatever you want with her! I don’t fucking care. None of us do. She can stay with you forever for all we fu.cking care.”

Tears streamed down my face. Daniel smiled cruelly at me. Then his eyes flickered to the person holding me, Mason, and he gave a single nod. Mason chuckled in my ear as his fingers brushed across my bare body. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to scream around his hand, but it was no use. His fingers pulled and twisted my nipples so hard that I was sure I’d bruise. Again. It felt disgusting.

“So, you sure you don’t want anything to do with her?” Daniel asked as Mason continued to assault me. “You don’t care that we’re going to punish her for running away?”

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The last bit of hope I’d had shattered with Evander’s next words.

“None of us give a shit what happens to Blythe,” he said. “Don’t call me again.”

Then the line went dead.

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Daniel pocketed his phone and Mason let go of my mouth. Only to wrap his hand around my throat and squeeze so hard that black spots dotted my vision. I could feel his disgusting erection pressing into my back. A second later, I felt that he was bare against me. Tears streamed out of me along with choking sounds, but

Mason just continued on without a care.

I felt his disgusting ma.nhood press against my center. They don’t ra.pe me here. No. Not when they can get such a high price for a virgin. But they do everything else. Everything but. They all say it’s to prepare me. Prepare me for my future husband. I can be taught how to pleasure someone while remaining pure. That’s

what they always tell me.

So, Mason will just use me like a doll until he’s done. Until I’m ruined. Until I’m lying in a puddle of my own

blood and their semen.

Daniel stepped closer until he was right in front of me. Mason was still squeezing my throat too hard. He was only letting me breathe in gasps every few seconds. Because he’s a sadistic bas.tard. Daniel tipped my chin up, forcing me to meet his eyes. He had a cruel smile on his face as he started to undo his pants.

“You’re going to finish your punishment,” he said, pulling his disgusting p***s out and shoving it in my face. “Then I’m going to give you your present. And then you’ll always remember where you belong.”

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Present: age, 25 ~

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That night was my breaking point. They all thought that if I was crushed I would be more complacent. I

understood why they thought that. I was already pretty complacent. It was just in my nature to be

submissive. But I always fought them. Because what they were doing was wrong.

Instead of turning into the complacent, living doll they all wanted, I turned worse. What was the point in me

being timid and weak? It wasn’t getting me anywhere. I had nothing left to lose. So I fought back.

I thrashed. I screamed. I bit. I kicked. I hit. I mouthed off. I took every beating, every assault, and I never

backed down. I made sure everything they did to me was worth it. At least, I’d like to think so. I knew they

would never ra.pe me, and I took advantage of that. I only ever behaved when I wanted to go out into the world again.

Eventually, we all came to an understanding. I wouldn’t try to run, because it was pointless. I had nowhere to

go anyway. But I couldn’t take everything happening to me. So, Daniel found other ways for me to be useful. The beatings and abuse lessened, but not by much, and they had me work more as a maid around the church; cooking, cleaning, that sort of thing.

And then I met Sean.

“In fact, I’m starting right now,” CG said, pulling me out of my head.

I shook my head and looked at him.

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