To say that she was scared of Shadows’ firm grip on her hand was an understatement.

She wanted to call out for Johnny, for him to come and rescue her from her Master’s realms of torture, but she knew he would be powerless to help her.
Shadows had complete control over her.
He pushed her into a room that wasn’t theirs, and as soon as the door had locked behind them, he backed her up against the wall, pressing her against the hard brick.

“Why did you attack my friend, Princess? I thought I told you that if you disobeyed, you would be punished” Shadows whispered in her ear, taking the closeness of their bodies to bite at the lobe, teasing her. He didn’t let her reply.
“It’s like you’re just begging to be punished. Is that what you want, Princess?” he breathed, and she felt tingles run down her spine, almost as if her body was submitting to him before her mind. Again, he didn’t give her a chance to respond. Instead, he picked her up and carried her over to the bed, throwing her roughly onto her stomach.

“If you so much as move a muscle, I will not hesitate to tie you up, am I clear Hurricane?” Shadows barked at her again and she nodded, even though being tied up did sound like more fun.
Shadows tilted her head around, so the twisting of her neck almost caused her to cry out in pain, and crashed his lips against hers, almost devouring her lips. It was an animalistic kiss, one she wasn’t sure she could return in passion until she heard Shadows’ groan from deep in his throat, which only motivated her to keep him in a heated embrace, pushing away her punishment. She’d forgotten he could read her mind.

“Nice try, Princess, but you still need to be punished”

He pushed her head back on the silk sheets and tantalizingly slowly, pulled up the short skirt of her dress, revealing her bare ass and miniscule lace underwear. This was how he liked her, bare skin- just ready to be tainted by his hands. He ran his fingers over the soft flesh, grinning when he felt goosebumps rise where his fingers wandered.

“Twenty spanks for disobedience and inability to comply with Vengeance’s wishes. And another ten for punching him. That’s thirty in total. You will count each one out, and say thank you for it, and if you hesitate or pause, we will start over”

She nodded and he knelt up, delivering the first blow without her even beginning.
“One, thank you” she choked out, fighting the urge to yelp in pain. She’d never been in this kind of situation before, because with her clients- she was usually the dominatrix. But Shadows had a new found power over her, something even she couldn’t control. He was a demon, the devil- and something about that made her crave him more. So entranced was she, she forgot to count out her next two spanks.

“We’re starting again. You lost count” Shadows hissed into her ear and she groaned, half through pain, half through pleasure.

“One, thank you. Two, thank you. Three, thank you---“ she whined again, wishing she could be somewhere else. As she continued to count, his hits got harder, and soon the pleasure had dispersed entirely and there was nothing but searing pain across her backside. She wished that Johnny could come in and rescue her, just like old times.

Hang in there, bambino. It will all be over soon

Johnny’s voice came running through her head, like Shadows had, and her clenched eyes suddenly flew open, her mouth only remembering the whimper, “twenty-four, thank you” in time. She didn’t want him to go back to the beginning. Could he see into her mind with Shadows- did he know she was in distress?

“Thirty- thank you” Hurricane choked out through her tears, and fell onto the bed, her knees too weak to hold her up anymore. She felt humiliated, abused, betrayed. Behind her, Shadows ran his hands over her ass, soothing the red skin, and then flipped her over onto her stomach, crawling up her body until their faces were inches apart.

“So, Hurricane. Why did you punch Vengeance? I didn’t think you were the dominatrix sort, but you prove me wrong” Shadows asked almost conversationally, like he hadn’t just punished her for fighting- and it wasn’t his hand that was crawling up her thigh towards her pussy. She gulped.
“I recognised Vengeance. He was the one who sent Johnny to the electric chair- he was his partner. He, in short, killed my brother- so I punched him. If you hadn’t walked in, I would’ve done much worse. If someone you loved had that bestowed on them, you’d have done the same thing, right?” she said, and the man above her froze, his lips just millimetres from hers.

His eyes darkened, and suddenly, he slapped her. He didn’t know his own strength and when he heard her gasp, and tears begin to cascade from her bright eyes, he got up.
“Do not disobey me again, Hurricane. Otherwise I will do much worse, I assure you” he hissed, before storming out of the room in a flurry of heavy steps. Hurricane lay on the bed, silently sobbing to herself- wondering why the devil had to take interest in her and not some other unfortunate soul, one that didn’t mind being degraded like this.

Come to me, bambino. Let me try and make things better

Slowly, she got up off of the bed, stumbling down the hallway to her brother’s room. The door was still open, and as soon as she’d crossed the threshold, her legs gave way beneath her and she crumpled to the floor, sobbing. She heard Johnny curse and run over to her, picking her tiny, frail frame in his arms and carry her over to his bed, whispering soft comfort words in her ear.

“Why me, Johnny? Why did he have to take such an interest in someone like me? I’m not special, mom always said so. So why am I so important to Shadows?” she wailed as he held her tightly, kissing her hair.
He couldn’t tell her. Shadows would kill him, and then tear his little sister to shreds.
Hurricane blinked up at him, suddenly aware that he was silent- and that meant there was something that he wasn’t telling her.

“Say it, Johnny. Tell me what’s going on” she whispered, and though he was battling with his inner demons not let his tongue slip, he had to. She was Hurricane, she was the girl he cared about most in the whole world. If Shadows wanted to make her his queen to take over theirs and the mortal world- then he would have to at least warn her.

If you say a word to her, I will kill you in your sleep, and torture your precious sister till she submits to me completely, understand?

Shadows was getting in his head again. He tensed at the word kill, and tensed even more at the thought of what Shadows could do to his sister. When he wanted to be, he was protective, fiercely loyal and even sweet- but unleash the dark side and you could never be sure when you’d see daylight again.

“Nothing, cissy. Nothing’s going on. Go to sleep, I’ll protect you” he said softly to her, and she closed her eyes. Johnny waited for her heavy breathing to subside as she drifted into an uneasy slumber and let out a sigh.

He could protect her from most things.

But you can’t protect her from me