Stand By Me Darling
Chapter 413: Amusement of Ralph

Chapter 413: Amusement of Ralph

Talia closed her eyes and tired to sense where else is she hurting. She particularly wanted to know if she felt something between her legs. She felt naked and it scared her.

She looked down and she was wearing some form of knee-length tunic.

Her entire body hurt and she couldn’t get what part of her hurts more. She tried to get up but her back hurt a lot and she tried to move her hand.

But she couldn’t even move an inch as if she was tied. She turned to her side and looked at her hand and it was untied.

The uneven surfaces of the cave ceiling cast eerie shadows as the fire from the campfire flickered by little gusts of winds.

I’m drugged, aren’t I?

Talia could infer that much.

She couldn’t figure out how much time has passed. Everything around her was dark and there seemed to be no natural light and she guessed it should be night already. Her stomach was empty and it rumbled.

"You’re awake!" that same soft voice that was scary at the same time made Talia flinch.

How long was he sitting beneath my feet?

He had merged with the darkness of the cave and she didn’t even notice him there till then.

She felt him grab by her ankles and he then pushed her legs apart. Talia felt a current of cold air touching her privates and she felt her skin crawl.

With a chuckle that curled her blood, he positioned a small apparatus with a small blinking red light between her legs.

The bright light from the small screen of the camera brightened his face a little and Talia saw a spot of bright light in his eyes, contradicting the deep black-hole forming in her heart that started swallowing all her confidence and hope, leaving only despair and hopelessness.

With a pleased hum looking at the screen, he pushed that tunic up to her neck. Probably because he sensed Talia shivering, he donned a bright smile.

"This is what I wanted Ray to do to you, but that silly guy got himself killed," he chuckled as if he was really amused. "In fact, I wanted him to do more. Don’t worry, I’ll do it."

It was news to her that Ray was manipulated by Ralph, but she really didn’t care. She knew what Ray tried to do and she didn’t want that to happen to her. She tried her best to move, but she couldn’t.

"Don’t stress yourself too much, dearie." His eyes shimmered with kindness, except his voice brought her an odd shiver. "I gave you some paralytic drug. You can’t move a muscle, but you can feel and hear everything around you. Isn’t that wonderful?" he moved the camera to her face. "Too many people will be wondering how you look like without your clothes. Shouldn’t you grant their wish, Princess? Aren’t you a charitable Brunton? Look here... A birthmark. Did you have it always? Look... Are you getting turned on by my touch? Come on, don’t be shy..."

He kept on speaking and recorded every single inch of her body. He even touched her everywhere unreservedly.

Talia tried to bite her tongue, but she didn’t even have the energy to bite it hard. To be looked upon and touched by someone other than Fred without her consent, she wanted to bathe in acid to wash her body to become clean again.

"Don’t worry, I’ll post it afterwards. Aww, how I soon want to do what I want to do to you..."

Ralph placed the camera still recording, in a tripod that was set up in a place with a good focus on her. He slowly walked and got closer to her face. He was dragging his feet and his fingers grazed her from her legs and slowly travelling north as it ended up on her neck. His fingers gently grazed her lips before he pulled back.

Talia wanted to scream and she felt some sort of pressure building up in her brain that wanted a release. She wanted to scream and cry out loud out of exasperation. But she didn’t want to do that and give what Ralph wants. She wanted to conserve her energy and find a way to escape.

He bent closer to her face and Talia looked away. She really didn’t want to look at his face. But he grabbed her jaws with his thick fingers and forced her to look at him.

"Do you want me?" he got closer and licked her ear. Talia didn’t make any movement and stayed as if she was a corpse. That’s what she felt like. That is what she wanted to become – a corpse so that she won’t feel his touch.

But she realised her refusal to look at him is what provoking him to touch her more. In that case, she decided to give him the attention he needs by looking at him, but to pretend she’s not affected by his touch. Because she knew if she lets him know that his touch irks her, that’s all he would do.

"Do you want to know what I’m going to do?" he chuckled and got intrigued seeing her sharp eyes meeting his eyes with no reaction.

"Why aren’t you reacting anymore? Are you liking everything I do?" he tried to provoke her by fondling her chest, but Talia still maintained that indifferent look.

"Fine. Suit yourself," he said with a pout as if he was wronged, and started to rummage in his backpack.

Talia heard some clinking noises and wondered what he has planned. From his backpack, he pulled out some tools that reflected a golden glow as the fire reflected on it. Talia didn’t know what those tools are exactly, but they looked like surgical tools and one of the m looked close to a pair of scissors.

Is he going to torture me?

Ralph’s lips curved to a smile looking at those tools. "Jerome wanted you to be the Brunton Family’s only acknowledged bloodline. I will make sure that you’re the last."

Talia saw in the flickering lights there was evil contoured in his face and in his eyes there was pure malice.

"Are you hungry?" he turned to look at her with a smile, but that smile didn’t reach his eyes. There was only malice in those eyes.

*Grrr*

Talia wanted to kill herself for her weak stomach that won’t let her have her pride. She saw Ralph’s smile getting more malicious.

Honestly, she was a little curious why he has this much despise towards her. When it comes to others he destroyed their life by ruining their health. She is here for hours and he is keeping her fairly safe and although she despised his touches, he wasn’t rough with her.

She had no doubt he hates her, but she felt like he wanted her at the same time. Not like he had some human side to him that had fallen for her, but more like a murderous beast that wants to devour her slowly and enjoy itself seeing her suffer in its hands.

Yes, she was curious, but if given a choice, she’d rather be free than knowing why an evil guy wants to hurt her.

"Good!" he rubbed her abdomen as his smirk deepened. "You should understand what hunger means for some who stay hungry because they can’t afford food."

Talia felt her acidity rising and she was having a terrible acid reflex. But she knew she won’t even be given water by this guy. So she refrained herself from speaking. Also she couldn’t even make a sound and her throat felt heavy. She wondered if this is because of the drugs she was given.

"Aww, you look parched!" he got up and walked to a little pot in the side and brought it near her. "Here, drink," he tapped the mouth of the pot on her lips.

Talia retched by the smell emitted from the pot. It clearly wasn’t water and it probably was the excrement of some animal.

"Come on, don’t be like that! It’s just goat urine. You’re thirsty and it is a given you should drink something. And sorry I don’t have water. Come on," he forcefully opened her mouth and forcefully poured it in her mouth.

Talia used her tongue and spit it out. The more she spat out, the more he poured with an amused chuckle and in the end everything inside that pot was spilled out after it reached her mouth. In the end, the only piece of clothing she was wearing got wet with goat piss.

Talia could sense a little of it ended up passing through her throat and she found her stomach churning and she retched incessantly.

Ralph helped her sit up and watching her retch, he laughed.

Tears formed at the corners of Talia’s eyes and all she felt was utter hopelessness. She thought she’d suffocate to death and her chest hurt.

Fred... come and get me soon...

She couldn’t help but call for the one she wanted near her; the one who is her strength and stay; the one she loved more than anything – Her Fred.

"You make my day better, dearie...I wish we grew up together like we’re supposed to be," he ruffled her hair.

Only when he touched her hair did she remember the tracking-chip she found it in the box.

Fred... Did you realise it yet? Find me soon!

But then...

Did Ralph find that chip just like he figured out my clothes?

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