A Step Closer To Hell Book 4

Pete had come home with Patrick, he noticed the van in the driveway; went over to visit.

The plans the guys made were postponed much to Ryan’s relief. Pete sat at the table with Brendon, Spencer and Jon. Patrick and Ryan sat on the floor, Patrick at Pete’s feet and Ryan at Brendon’s feet. Pete filled them in on all that happened.

“I hope everything works out.” Brendon said thoughtfully.

Pete agreed. Patrick glared at Ryan.

“Ryan gives this to Pete. Brendon commanded.

Ryan recognized the promissory note; he got up and handed it to him. Pete read it and eyed Ryan.

“Yes I will accept this. Pete said winking at Ryan. He looked around then added “I love this house.

There was a vacant lot on the other side of me, I bought that too. Might have a pool put in.”

“We’re getting married Ryan and me.” Brendon jumped in.

“Cool! Have you set a date? Pete asked.

“I’m thinking in two weeks.” Brendon replied.

“Going to give Ryan a night out?” Pete asked

“We’re going to have him branded for starters.” Spencer told him.

Jon, who had been quietly listening turned, saw someone or something; rush past the door way. He shook his head and turned back to their company.

“Wow Ryan I bet you’re excited.” Pete said

Ryan stood there.

“Answer him.” Brendon said with authority

“Yes I am very excited.” Ryan said quietly.

“Are you going to be a good wife?” Pete asked him

“I will try.” Ryan said in the same quiet tone.

“No you will not try, you will be a good wife. “ Brendon corrected.

Pete made Ryan sit in his lap. He rubbed Ryan’s crotch. Talked softly.

“You wanna spend the day with me? Sure you do, tie you to the bed, and fuck you till you’re blind.

Pop in a training DVD you can watch while I Blow you. Then try out what you saw with my new training tools.” Ryan was fighting the orgasm. “Yeah, you’d like to come, huh? Your breath is short and ragged.”

“Yes I want to spend the day with you.” Ryan said breathlessly.

Pete Smiled “Good boy.”

He stood up. “Sorry guys, I need to-”

“Basement.’ Brendon interrupted.

Pete took Ryan to the basement. Upstairs they could hear a belt against flesh.

Then felt the floor shake, they knew Pete had him up against a wall. Heard him screaming

“I love it when you beg, you little bitch! Harder? You got it!”

They heard Ryan’s cries, Pete egging him on to keep it up. They looked down at the floor; Patrick was sitting there covering his ears.
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In the basement, Ryan was lying on his stomach; Pete was fingering the trickles of blood.

“I split you good. Play with your self, Ry, Ry. Pete told him with a sneer.

Ryan jerked himself off, Pete told him to go faster. Then Ryan came on himself.

Pete stood up and got dressed and told him he would see him tomorrow, and went back upstairs.

The basement was dark, there was a sudden coldness. He heard a voice, distant; feminine had a backwards tone to it.

“Can you find me? Can you find me?"

Ryan was afraid to move. Then it spoke again

“Ryan?”

“Who are you?” Ryan finally got out.

“Mary Hightower. Help me, to help you.”

Then there was another voice, male

“There is- Trouble!”

Then both voices were gone. Ryan was wet again, but it wasn’t from Cumming. Brendon came down

He suddenly felt uneasy.

“I heard-.” Ryan started.

“Just get dressed. You’ll need to shower.

Brendon helped him; Brendon was a head of him up the stairs.

Mary’s voice came back.

There is trouble here.”

“Leave me alone!’ Ryan whispered back.

“ Trouble. Trouble. “ Mary’s voice said before fading.