Chapter 6

Chapter 6

It wouldn't be entirely true if Leah said her spirit was not cracked. Even after telling herself repeatedly how she is going to be okay, doubt was always in the back of her mind. Her mind may still be intact at the moment, but her will to stay strong and positive was breaking down. She was wondering how soon it would be before she loses her mind completely.

It didn't help, also, that Leah was beating herself up mentally. She hated how she was letting these animals have their way with her. Leah never wanted to be another helpless victim who couldn't do anything to prevent it from happening. It is why her father had signed her up in so many fighting classes, which Leah grew to love. All her training has made her a formidable opponent. As much as she enjoyed training, Leah was thankful she never really had to use it to protect herself or others.

There were only some instances when she had to resort to physical defense as a result from frisky men. She would inform them that the price of touching her inappropriately would be a severely bruised hand and that the price would only go higher if they persisted. Most of them got the point, walking away with a sprained wrist. On one occasion, when Leah was having a bad day, she broke the right hand of a 20-year old man, after grabbing a handful of her left tit. She didn't mean to break it but she wasn't sorry. The guy had to go to the hospital. He tried to sue Leah for assault, but, unfortunately for him, there were plenty of witnesses who saw him violating a girl in public and said girl only defended herself from the creep. He wasn't the sharpest creep in the toolbox.

Leah couldn't think of a better time than now to use everything she learned from her training to incapacitate her captors and escape from this nightmare. There was only one opportune time she had and failed miserably. It was when Kenny came down to her cell that night. Her mistake was underestimating him. She thought Kenny would use his brute strength to overpower her. His training in the military was enough to subdue her.

Her trainers would occasionally remind Leah never to underestimate her opponents. A rule she quickly forgot under dire circumstances. Never did she think she would be in this kind of mess. All of logic and reasoning were washed away with rage. She hated admitting she went in without using her head. As a result, she had been extremely violated twice in the worst possible way. Hopefully, the third time will be the charm.

It has been a week since her session with Buddy. If there was one thing Leah had to be grateful for, it was that her captors gave significant time to recover. A very bleak silver lining, but she would take it. Leah's excessive struggling against her binds, when she was strung upside down, did a number on her body. Her neck was severely sore due to the neck brace she had on, to keep her head still when she was under water. She also hurt her ankles and wrists from the struggle as well. As soon as the adrenaline wore off, the pain set in.

Kenny had come down a little later to take down Leah. Once again, she didn't have any fight in her at the end of the session. She was physically and mentally fatigued after torturing herself for a long time. Kenny liked seeing Leah hung upside-down completely naked and defenseless. He was almost tempted to start his own session with her right then and there. But he liked his ladies to be fresh when he started in on them. He could clearly see Leah was beyond distress. Kenny only felt her up several times as he worked to free her and return her to her cell. He was telling her what he had in store for her when it was his turn again, but Leah was pretty much out and didn't hear anything he was saying.

Leah had trouble sleeping every night since then. The nightmares were beginning to take a toll on her. She even hoped her predicament was nightmare she could wake out of. No such luck. Food and water continue to be delivered every day by one of the three. They even brought her more pills to take but refused to take after what happened last time. Whoever delivered the food sometimes consumed one of the painkillers in front of Leah to show it was just medicine and nothing else. She still didn't want to take it but the pain she felt suggested otherwise.

They still left her naked in her cell. Even though the temperature in the cellar was warm, Leah very much wanted something to cover herself. By now, she thought she would have gotten used to being naked. That wasn't the case. Leah still hated it with a passion. Whenever any of them came down to check up on her, she would cover herself up as best as she could. The men took pleasure in watching her trying to shield her naked body from their eyes.

She was also losing her appetite. Being imprisoned for perverted acts can do that to a person. It wasn't her intention to starve herself. She truly wasn't hungry. But that didn't fly with her captors. Even after telling them she was hungry, they would remind her of the consequences for not eating. To satisfy them, Leah would take a few bites from the food that was delivered.

This is what's been happening for the past week. The boredom was also taking a toll on her. She tried to return to practicing her fighting techniques but quickly lost interest. Her days were spent on her bed, contemplating about her situation. Every once in awhile she would hop out of bed to stretch her legs and walk around the limited space.

She tried to focus her thoughts on the three individuals who were responsible for her circumstances. Leah tried to gather all the information she had on them that would help her find any of their weaknesses. Her thoughts would wander off to her family and friends. They must know something is wrong by now. The thought that they were worried sick about her killed her a little inside. The tears were hard to fight back. She wiped them off her face when she felt them rolling down her cheeks.

Leah would've probably lost it by now, but the thought of her boyfriend kept her going. She could see him telling her to not give up and fight. Keep fighting.

"I know it's hard right now, babe, but you have to keep fighting. Don't give these fuckers the satisfaction," Leah could hear her boyfriend, Todd, saying.

"I know. It's just so hard. They've done so much to me already. I don't know if I can do this."

"I know, I know, babe, but I need you to keep fighting. Please. Don't give up. I know you can do this. Stay strong."

"I'm trying ... I'm trying..."

Leah was lying on her side staring at the wall. Todd always knew what to say to make her feel better. After dating this long, she knows what he would say if he was here right now. She really, really wanted him to be here right now.

Envisioning what Todd would say, however, was enough to bring back some motivation to Leah. As she lay there naked, she remembered the fire she had the first day in captivity. She lost it for a while, but it was slowly coming back to her. Her expression changed from somber to ferocity. Her heart began to beat faster as she imagined all the horrible things she wanted to do to these criminals.

Leah sat right up on her bed. She swung her legs on the edge of her bed, letting her feet touch the ground. It looked like she was ready to do something, but being in a cell kept her options limited. Instead, she just sat there and tried to come up with a plan to escape. This time she had to go in not underestimating any of her captors.

All she needed was for one of them to come in the cell with her with their guard down. Perhaps she could pretend to pass out, making them check up on her to see if she's alive. They probably would take considerable cautions in case she was faking. Leah thought if she were in a position where she can attack them with minimal effort, maybe it would be enough for a surprise attack. She started thinking of different positions she thought best would favor her in a –

Leah's concentration broke when she heard someone unlocking the cellar door. It startled her but she managed to keep her cool, remaining motionless. Then the familiar sound of the door creaking open followed next. Leah had to wait a few more seconds to see who it was since the area around the door was always dark. It was Alpha.

He had on a dark-colored long-sleeve shirt. It was a little tight, showing off his toned upper body. Leah never noticed how fit he was before. It didn't matter to her. He wore cargo pants with brown boots. The last thing he was wearing were leather gloves. Leah didn't know what that meant but she was more focused on the bag he was holding.

"Good evening, beautiful. How are we today?"

"Fuck you." Leah looked away from Alpha.

"That's the spirit." Alpha stood right outside her cell still holding the bag.

"I have something for you."

"Good for you. Now go fuck yourself with it."

Alpha chuckled. He opened the bag to take out a couple items. They were shoes.

"Here."

Alpha pushed the shoes through the bars, followed by the bag which was a little more difficult. Leah couldn't help but looked to see what he was up to. She saw the shoes on the ground and the bag finally squeezing its way through the bars and falling to the ground on the floor of her cell.

"Those are clothes for you to wear and shoes."

Leah looked at him with confusion and anger. She wasn't sure what to think. It had to be a trick. Why would he want her clothed now? Didn't they get their kicks humiliating her by making her naked all the time? No, it had to be a trick. She was not going to fall for another of their traps. Not this time.

Alpha could see Leah wasn't buying his generosity. He didn't blame her. If he were in her position, he would've thought the same. Instead he proceeded to unlock her cell door. Leah bolted right up, standing ready to attack when he entered. Instead, after he unlocked it, Alpha left the cell door wide open. He then walked away towards the cellar door. Leah didn't take her eyes off him.

Alpha re-opened the cellar door and, just like her cell door, left it wide open. He returned to the middle of the room. Leah didn't budge from her position.

"Isn't this what you wanted? A chance to escape?" Alpha genuinely asked. Leah just looked at him with the same heated look.

"I know what you want. It's the same as all the others before you: a chance to get out of here. You've tried a couple times without any success. So I thought I would give you the chance to escape."

Still no movement from Leah.

"You're wondering if this is some kind of trick. I don't blame you. But there is no trick. This is real. The only catch is that you have to get through me. That's it."

Leah looked down at the bag of clothes. If she was going to buy this, she would have to take careful steps. There wouldn't be any reason for him to start telling the truth. Leah still didn't move a muscle. But Alpha knew he was getting through to her.

"I don't have anything on me. No weapons. Nothing." Alpha did a slow spin so Leah could see he had nothing on him. He even went as far as to lift his shirt to reveal his torso only to find nothing but skin. He turned his pockets inside out to further prove he is hiding nothing.

Leah didn't have much time but she tried to think fast. If he was speaking the truth, then she should do this quickly before he changes his mind. Then again, this could be another trap. He's probably waiting for her to follow through so he could spring his trap. But with a name like "Alpha," his ego was probably getting the best of him. No doubt he was aware of Leah's training in different fighting style. Leah thought maybe Alpha thinks he could probably take her.

When it came down to it, Leah did not know when the next opportunity she would have to escape. This is the closest she has gotten to escaping this hell hole. She slowly reached for the bag of clothes. She slowly took each article of clothing out, inspecting it carefully. Leah was half expecting the clothes to be derogatory or slutty. Instead, the clothing was normal in the sense it looked like average day clothing.

In the bag were jeans, a plain white shirt, tennis shoes, and a light jacket, with an underwear and bra to go with it. Not even the bra or underwear was sexy! Did he really want to give her a chance to escape?

Without giving it another thought, Leah quickly put on all the clothes from the bag. Alpha just stood there watching her dress. After tying the last tennis shoe, Leah stood up feeling much more comfortable. That comfort only reached a certain point. While the feeling of being fully clothed was a relief, she still needed to get out here. Leah remained in her cell, waiting for Alpha to make the next move.

"So?" he asked.

"'So' what?" Leah spat back.

"Don't you want to leave?" Alpha motioned with his hand the open doorway. The doorway to her freedom.

"All I have to do is get through you?"

"That's it. Nothing else."

"So what's the plan? After I kick your ass and try to leave, the two other assholes will be waiting for me out there?"

"There not even here. It's just us. They don't like it when I do this. They think it's an unnecessary high risk."

"Is it?"

"They think so. I don't see the risk."

This smug motherfucker, Leah thought. He knew what to say to press her buttons. It worked. All the anger and rage Leah had built since the first day in captivity came flooding back. Alpha saw her expression change. It was what he was waiting for. Leah may have been extremely pissed, but her logical reasoning did not leave her. She knew Alpha was not going to make the first attack. Leah would have to make the first move if she ever wanted to get through that door.

Relaxing her heartbeat, Leah took the first step out of her cell. It's the first time she stepped out on her own free will. After completely stepping out of her cell, Leah stopped again. Alpha was only 10 feet away from her now. If she clenched her fists any tighter, her nail would surely penetrate her skin. It was surprisingly easy for her to harness her rage and determination. But Alpha could tell by the look on her face those emotions were alive and present.

Alpha remained motionless, waiting for Leah to make her first move. He still had that smile Leah grew to loathe with a passion. She was going to take great pleasure after wiping it off his face.

"Shall we begin?" Alpha suggested.

Not a second later, Leah charged at her captor.

Trying to land a punch on Alpha was like trying to land a blow on a ghost. Leah swung several times before Alpha pushed her away from him. She stumbled, almost falling to the ground. She looked back to see Alpha standing there with his arms crossed, never taking off that damn smile.

Fuck, he's fast, Leah thought! All those swings and I couldn't touch him! Leah composed herself, ready for the next bout.

"Not bad. You're training has definitely taught you well. But you're going to have to be a little bit faster than that."

Instead of charging at him, this time Leah carefully walked up to him. She figured the best way to beat him would be to throw him off guard. In some way it did work. Alpha was surprised she didn't run up to him again. He thought she was going to intimidate him some more. But as soon as she was within arms reach of him, Leah, with lightning speed, swung at him once again.

It may have slightly caught him off guard, but Alpha managed to block all of her attacks. Even adding kicks in the mix, Leah could not connect any of swings. Being able to control her breathing, with built up rage combined with determination, Leah was able to go at him for a long time. Her relentless attacks, however, was not enough to cause any kind of pain to Alpha.

Alpha made it seem effortless as he defended himself against the small, ferocious creature in front of him, who was determined to put him on his ass. Alpha would move the fighting around the room. The times Leah would miss Alpha, she would land a punch or kick on a wall or furniture in the room. Those misplaced punches caused cuts on both of her knuckles, making them bleed.

Leah was too upset to care about her injuries. Soon, she lost her focus and began to lose her breath. Her grunts turned into loud screams. She was beyond frustrated that she could not cause him the same physical pain he and his cronies have caused her.

Alpha hadn't returned any of her punches. Yet. When he would touch her, it would be to push her away from him. After the fifth push, Leah took a moment to control her breathing. She leaned over resting her hands on her knees, taking in deep breaths. She couldn't face him. She knew too well Alpha would have that smug smile on his face.

Alpha just stood still, staring at the tired Leah. She may have looked disheveled after attempting to fight Alpha, but Alpha looked as if he hasn't even started yet!

"You need to work on your breathing. You were doing just fine in the beginning. Until you lost focused. We'll have to work on that."

This made Leah look at Alpha with an evil look. When she felt she had enough air in her lungs, she leapt at her captor once again.

A few more rounds of Leah missing and being pushed around by Alpha went by. All her training went out the window. All she saw was red. She thought if she could just wrap her hands around his neck just once, it'll all be over.

She straightened back up. Without taking her eyes off him, she was prepared for another go. Alpha suggested more advice regarding her fighting tactics.

"You leave your torso region exposed way too long. Try to keep your elbows tucked in to make up for-

Leah didn't want to hear any more of his advice. She charged at him once more before he could finish his sentence. It boiled her blood to hear her captor offering advice on how to fight. Against him! The nerve of this asshole, Leah thought.

Alpha was ready for her again, even after she didn't let him finish giving his advice. This time around, Alpha was a little impressed. It seemed all this frustration she had built while fighting him, caused her to fight faster and sharper. Alpha thought it was about time.

It was definitely worth the wait for him. Leah was in near-perfect form. She fought like a warrior. She even managed to land a few blows on his ribs and stomach. And one on his face for good measure. They were genuine hits too. Alpha really tried to block her attacks and dodge them. He didn't know where she found all this energy, but Alpha had hoped there was more to come.

After the right cross to his face, Alpha managed to slip away from her before she could land another punch. He backed up a few feet, wiping the blood from his lips. Leah thought that wasn't enough blood. As he wiped off the remaining trickle of blood, Alpha's grin widened.

"That was excellent! Just excellent! I knew you were the right girl. I knew you wouldn't disappoint. I've never had a challenge like you before. And I can't wait to turn you into my next trophy."

"We'll see about that, asshole." With that, Leah continued her assault on Alpha. But she only managed to throw one punch. Alpha caught her fist with left hand, holding onto it with a death grip. He made it look so effortless. Even when she tried to yank her hand away from his grasp, he didn't move an inch. It was as if her hand was stuck in hardened concrete.

"Why wait?" Alpha said with an evil smile. Leah tried excessively to release his hold on her fist. It was abnormal. He just wouldn't budge. She tried kicking and punching at him, hoping it would make him let go. It was until Leah decided to bite his hand did Alpha react.

He clenched his grip tighter on her fists, shooting pain to her now sore bones. Leah cried out as she fell on her knees. Alpha finally let her go. The damage was already done. Even after trying to soothe her hand, it felt like the bones had turned to dust. She had a hard time making a fist with it again. It only took Leah a few more seconds to realize Alpha rendered one of her right fist useless.

"After we're done, I'll bring you a bag of ice to soothe your hand. You're going to need it to recover."

It was difficult to hide her pain from him. But she managed to get back on her feet. Keeping her right hand down on her side, she raised her other hand getting ready for another bout. Alpha was glad she didn't want to give up.

"I'd advise you stop now. Otherwise, it'll be that much harder for the real fun to begin."

Leah didn't say a word. She didn't change her stance. Her expression was a mixture of pain and viciousness. She decided not to make the first move this time. If he wanted to make her do something, he'll have to be the one who makes the next move.

After catching on her indirect wishes, Alpha approached her.

"You know there's no shame in giving up, Leah. Everyone hits a wall eventually. You've done a lot more that I thought you would. And I am very impressed with you. We all are, in fact."

Leah still didn't react when Alpha stopped not a foot away from her. She already knew she was bested. Her right hand was still hurting her something fierce. Most of her energy was on ignoring the pain from it and trying not to cry. Alpha could tell the confliction she felt on her face.

"What do you say, Leah? You ready to stop this and do something more fun instead? Alpha waited, crossing his hands behind his back. He was hoping she would reject his offer and try to swing at him one more time with her functioning hand. She still didn't disappoint him.

This time around, Alpha caught her left wrist when she tried to aim for his face. In a couple quick motions, he squeezed his grip tight on her wrist and pivoted her arm, forcing her body the opposite direction. Those two simple maneuvers caused her to unwillingly submit. Her arm was straightened out tightly. He shifted his hand on the back of her palm, so that his thumb pressed hard on it. He completed his technique by raising her arm painfully higher. Leah thought Alpha was ready to separate her whole left arm from her body.

She let out a deafening ear-piercing scream. The pain she felt on her right hand was nothing compared to the pain she was now feeling from her entire left arm. Another inch in any direction and her arm would pop right off, she felt.

Her wails turned into silent yelps. Alpha was waiting for her to quiet down before he spoke again.

"I know how you're feeling right about now. It's painful, I know. I wouldn't recommend any sudden movements unless you don't mind suffering permanent damage."

Leah didn't have to be told this. It was already hard enough not to move a muscle.

"I'll tell you what though. I'm not a man without mercy. Here."

Alpha carefully rotated her body by the hold on her arm. He may have done it slowly, but it was excruciating for Leah. She wailed for every small step Alpha took.

"Owww! Stop! Please! You're hurting my arm!" Tears started flowing.

"It's okay, we're almost there."

They pivoted 30 degrees to the right. He stopped until they were in the position he wanted them to be in.

"Look up, darling."

Even picking her head up was a challenge. The first time she tried, she dropped her head back down crying louder.

"We're going to stay like this until you see what I want you to see."

Leah didn't know how long she could last in this position. She just knew she did not want to be in that position for another second.