Chapter 4 Caught in the act

BRIANNA'S POV

If I was going to catch up with him, I needed to follow him now.

I made sure he'd driven out of the compound before I left the house.

I ran to the road and thankfully I found a cab immediately.

"Where are we going?" He asked once I flagged it down and got in.

"I want you to follow that car", I pointed to a black SUV that was almost out of sight.

I tried to take a deep breath and rest my back on the seat, but I was too restless to do so.

I didn't know why I felt a sudden surge to follow Ares out and find out what he was hiding. Something told me he was not who he said he was, and he'd confirmed it by strategically placing a book he wasn't reading on the desk, to fool anyone who entered his room.

To fool me.

Not forgetting the fact that he also snuck out of the house through his window, and instead of using the main door like a normal human being.

He was anything but abnormal.

For another thirty minutes, we rode in tense silence, until the SUV slowed down.

By this time, the sun had long disappeared, and night was young. The driver and I watched in anticipated silence as he came down from the car.

He looked around and set eyes on our car.

"Shit!" I cussed and fought hard not to panic. I looked around and realized that apart from his SUV, the cab was the only car on the lonely block.

He squinted his eyes to see who was inside, but it was so dark, we could barely see him from where we sat. Plus, there were no streetlights on the road. Neither did the buildings have a shining bulb.

I wondered how this place existed in the USA.

I could sense the suspicion in his figure, and he immediately began to approach the cab.

"He's coming!! He's coming!!" I cussed over and over again, but warned myself to stay still.

Ares was this close to finding out our identities before someone came out of one of the buildings by the street. The person gestured for him to enter the building, and Ares took one last glance at the cab before following the person into the building.

"Phew! That was close!

I got out and gave the driver his money before he sped away.

I sighed and looked around before entering the building Ares entered.

I couldn't tell how long this place had been abandoned, but from what remained of it, I could tell that it was formerly a bar.

The baffling thing, however, was that I didn't see Ares in the bar. There was no sign of a human life, in fact.

Or was I wrong? Did I make a mistake about which building Ares entered?

No! This was it! I was sure!

There had to be some secret, invisible passageway I needed to get through or something.

I looked around and searched the bar for about fifteen minutes, but I didn't see anything.

I sighed and rested my back on the wall.

And then I heard a strange sound. I looked to my left, and to my surprise, I saw the ground open, revealing a hole underground.

I stood up from the ground and realized that I mistakenly pressed a button I didn't see.

I took a deep breath and went into the hole with the use of a rusty ladder.

I finally got down, and I was surrounded by rusty underground pipes.

Surely, Ares didn't come all the way down here for rusted pipes.

I began searching for anything odd that could get me to another secret passageway.

"Hey, what are you doing here?!" I heard a husky voice echo in anger.

I froze at the sight of a bouncer three times my size.

"I asked a question! How did you find this place?!!"

I opened my mouth to answer, but I couldn't say anything.

He raised his hands in the air, about to give me a hot slap and I winced in fear.

"Stop!!" A voice ordered and he caught his hand mid-air.

She appeared from nowhere - a lady about my age.

"She's here for the BDSM exhibition," she informed him and turned to me, "... Are you not?"

"What... Yeah... Yes, of course! The... The BDSM exhibition!!" I confirmed, not having the slightest idea what she was talking about.

I don't know who this savior was, but she came at the right time.

"If so, where is your Access Card, then?" The bouncer questioned.

Access Card!

I whipped out the one I was given earlier today, hoping it would suffice.

He stared at the card and squinted at my face for what seemed like forever.

"It's legit," he finally said.

"Follow me," he said.

We walked past the rusted pipes and wiring and got to a door. He unlocked it and opened it for us.

My eyes widened at the sight of the multitude of people in the room, screaming and shouting.

How was this even possible? How did I start from an abandoned bar, and end up in what seemed like a club?

"Your first time attending?" My savior asked me.

"Yeah," I laughed nervously.

"Well, let me explain it to you. This is a BDSM exhibition - it's a contest where seducers compete on who can make a game cum faster and how many times. They also score on how creative the person is. It's like a wrestling contest, only this time, it's BDSM," she smirked.

This was crazy. Did something like this even exist?

"The girl you see there, naked and tied up, is a game. They'll call out a player, and the person will perform all his tricks on the person. Then the judges rate him."

Maybe it wasn't totally a bad thing, moving over to Ohio, after all.

"Now, introducing the next player!!" The announcer boomed over the microphone.

"He was the winner of last season, and the season before that, and the season before that!! At just twenty years, he's made a name for himself in the BDSM industry - please help me welcome, The Oppressor!!"

The crowd was loud previously, but at the mention of his name, they went haywire.

He came out of the entrance, and the crowd got even wilder.

Wait a minute...

Wasn't that...

No, it couldn't be...

I squinted hard, to be sure...

It was him!!

That was Ares!!

Ares was The Oppressor!!!

So this was what he was hiding? This was the real him?!

He walked to the game, and stood before.

She stared at his eyes, and she began dripping already.

Her arms and legs were tied in opposite directions, so Ares could have full access to her body.

He put on his leather gloves and came close to her.

He held her breasts and an evil smirk came across his face.

He got to the nipple and pinched it so hard, she cried in pain. He did it over and over, until the nipple was red and bleeding. The crowd cheered him on as he continued.

He left her breasts, and came down on his vagina. He inserted one finger into his pussy and slowly began making rhythm.

He inserted two and increased the pace.

He put in three and doubled the rhythm.

Before, he had his whole forearm in her cunt, fisting her mercilessly.

She kept crying in extreme pain and pleasure, begging him to stop and continue at the same time.

His arm still working wonders in her pussy, he leaned close to her, and whispered words into her ear. Immediately he said whatever he said and got his hands out of her cunt, and squirted so hard, the piss got to the other end of the hall.

"Fuuuuuccckkkkkk!!!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as water left her, causing her to shudder violently, like she was being electrocuted.

It was like water being shot out of a huge water gun - except this was a human being, and she was squirting both piss and blood.

The crowd went extremely wild at his antics and they began chanting his name.

He smirked at the wasted victim and licked the blood off her left nipple, causing her to shudder again.

This was an eyesore scene, but why was I turned on?

Why were my own nipples hard, begging to be injured by her stepbrother??

The announcer came on stage with a smile on his face.

"That was quite a show he put on there! It turns out the fans were so excited by the show, that we've decided to make him do one more game, but this time, it'll be from the crowd!!"

The crowd went wild at the announcement.

"The lights will move around the audience, and any girl the lights shine on shall be the second game for The Oppressor!!"

The show lights began moving around, and the ladies crowd began screaming

"Pick me!! Pick me!!!"

I wasn't worried about the lights getting to me because I was close to the door. Surely the lights couldn't find me.

But I knew whoever the lights fell on would be a lucky person, tonight.

Suddenly, the lights stopped moving and they were directly under me.

"The lights have chosen a game!!"

The crowd cheered again, including the girl who helped me in.

Wait...

No...

It wasn't supposed to be me!!

How did the lights find me?!!

I panicked and looked at the stage. My eyes got locked with Ares's.

"Brianna?" He muttered in disbelief.