A Step Closer To Hell Book 3-Breaking Ryan Ross
The Plan
I felt frustrated after they left. I knew if I did this, there was a slight chance Brendon wouldn’t love me anymore. At the same time, I had to tell someone my plan. Later Patrick and I were given the task of waxing the kitchen floor.
“I’m planning on running away.”
“I wouldn’t do it Ryan.” Patrick warned me.
“I don’t want this life either.”
I couldn’t talk to Patrick. Therefore, I took it upon myself, to just leave. You might say I was testing the boundaries of my submission, the thrill of wondering what Pete would do, not to mention Brendon, Spencer and Jon. I knew What Spencer and Pete would do. Therefore, when no one was looking I quietly packed my stuff and left.
This was exhilaration! Little did I know……
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Pete walked into Ryan’s room and found it empty. He called for Ryan. Nothing. He called for Patrick.
Patrick came at once.
“Where’s Ryan?”
“I f I tell you something, I would get rewarded right?
‘Depends.” Pete’s tone turning hard.
“When we were waxing the floor, Ryan said he was going to run away.” Patrick told him reluctantly
“That was three hours ago!” Pete said becoming at last angry.
“I didn’t know what to do with what he told me.’
‘You should have told me immediately! Go to your corner now!!”
Patrick went over and sat. He heard Pete on the phone. Then the receiver being hung up.
“You wait until I get back!”
Patrick was shaking, when Pete went out the door, letting it slam behind him.
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Spencer’s final straw
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God damn it!!! I couldn’t believe Ryan would pull that again! I should be his master, not Brendon. His ass would be so blistered, He’d have to stand to do everything. Then the look on Brendon’s face told me, he too was not going to let this slide. We waited for Pete to pick us up.
When he did arrive, we got in, I noticed rope, whips and assorted toys in the back seat. Pete smiled at us,
“Let’s hunt our selves a slave. When we find him, he will be beaten. Then we are going to torture him. Then gang fuck the shit out of him. “
I know I couldn’t wait to see him again,