The Filth of Ferona - Part Two - Molly's POV

**WARNING- This chapter contains scenes of a distressing sexual nature and heavy drug use. You can skip this chapter, and it won't affect the storyline too much.**

Molly's POV

As she took me through the second floor, the deep red and blue bulbs made it a little hard to see inside the several rooms lining the hallway, but I could see enough. The first room had a blonde-haired woman dressed in leather and holding a painful-looking whip, a sadistic smile on her face as she braced to whip the large hairy ass of a man on all fours. She cracked the whip, and he screamed and wailed like a pig, the surge of heat that pooled inside me. I couldn't bring myself to worry about my lack of panties when the third room came into view.

I gripped Ferona's arm and turned to see Magnus following behind with a smirk on his face and his eyes watching my legs. I stiffened as I saw the brunette getting her face fucked, her eyes met mine, and the despair and tears made me want to see Daria like that. She choked on the guy's cock and retched, but he gave his friend a high five and smacked her ass as his friend pounded into the back of her with his tongue hanging out like a dog.

I saw something like that the first time I came here, but it didn't make me so wet. I wanted to stop and rub my clit to her pain and suffering, but it didn't compare to the sounds that Daria made. If I do this for Rain, I will make him help me get Daria into a place like this.

It's perfect for her and her newfound desires.

If Rain takes over this place, we can put her right in that room, and I can watch her getting dicked all day and night for profit. Maybe I can spice it up with Rain while we watch her misery.

The last room did make me stop so abruptly that Magnus staring at my ass, banged into me. I blinked and let go of Ferona, standing at the door without a single ounce of shame as I watched a group of at least eight men and women in a circle, all holding different devices and taking turns to do whatever they wanted to a man and woman tied together in doggy style.

Magnus pressed himself against my back and turned to see his sister had walked off, her eyes rolling in disgust. He painfully grabbed one side of my waist and pressed his fingers against my wet clit, and he didn't take his time as he switched from rubbing in circles and up and down.

I let out a moan that alerted everyone in the room to turn to us. Magnus lifted my dress to my neck, and the bomb he gave me was making me weak and complaint. I let out a little cry at the laughs and whistles of the people in the room. It seemed to spur him on because he spread my lips and flicked my bean as they salivated, begging him to bring me in to play with them. I gasped and whimpered for Magnus to let me leave, but he chuckled and tried to take me inside.

"Ferona!" I cried, trying to push myself out of the room as a bold, young, greasy-haired man moved from his chair to kneel in front of us.

He licked his lips, and I screamed as I saw he was missing some teeth and was moving to lap his tongue against my exposed clit, and Magnus was forcing me closer to him, but I could feel him getting pleasure from this as his cock pressed into my ass.

I threw my head back and cracked Magnus on the nose, and his surprise gave me an opening to stumble away and down the hall before he could grab me and drag me back. He was going to let that disgusting man touch me down there.

Rain would never allow that.

This is all Daria's fault!

She made me come to this place.

She did it on purpose because she knew I would take all her men.

Selfish bitch.

She doesn't need all of them.

Ferona's side of the floor was lavishly decorated in gold and pink, with expensive paintings on the walls and ornaments I knew I couldn't afford to touch. This bomb was hitting me hard, and I wanted to feel the texture of the wallpaper and carpet. When I stumbled to her, she gestured for me to sit on the sofa opposite hers.

She pulled out a tray of glistening lines and bombs and slid it over to me with a warm smile.

I had forgotten what her twisted brother did and licked my lips.

"So, what do you have for me?" she asked, smiling, crossing one leg over the other.

"Rain has thirty warehouses, mainly filled with green and stockpiles of powder. He also has five warehouses he holds for his family. I'm unsure what is in them, but they have more security than his drug stashes," I shrugged, picking the biggest bomb and swallowing it with the glass of water.

"Do you have a map of their locations?" Ferona asked with bright, pleased eyes.

I retrieved the list of addresses and keypad codes, handed it to her, and then leaned over to inhale a line, throwing my head back and hissing from the sharp pain.

God, I'm going to be high and horny all night.

"Good girl," Ferona laughed, folding the paper and setting it on the table, "Now, tell me about Daria Cruz."

I scoffed and pouted, "Nothing to tell. She's a slut that gives Rain's uncles for free what your girls charge for," I snickered, pulling out my phone and showing her the video, "the one in the back is her boss Orion Bradford and the front, Devon Bradford, has been coming around the house for the entire five years I have known her for."

"Mmmm, yes. Wow, that's deep. She has a family kink—how perfect. I want her in here. She'd be perfect for my VIPs. I can train her with my stallion," she clapped her hands excitedly, and I had taken one too many to care.

"Your stallion?" she wants her to fuck a horse?

I'm sure she'd enjoy it anyway.

"My prized man, not an actual horse, you dumb cunt," Ferona laughed, wiping tears from her eyes as I sat there blinking at her with furrowed eyebrows, "I've been training him for a few months now and the man can cum a lot. Want to give him a try? I can take you to taste him tomorrow."

I screwed my face up and bombed the last one, standing on shaky legs and absolutely not standing for being treated like I was stupid after what her brother just tried.

"I need to get back to Rain," I slurred with a snort and stumbled back down the hall she took me from.

Treat me like I'm stupid.

I'm happy to open the door and watch you get robbed.

I felt the wallpaper as I left, drooling as it brushed against my sensitive skin. Rain might give me this place, and I can touch these walls whenever possible. I wonder if I can drug Magnus and hide him somewhere as my prized stallion. What an incredible revenge for that disgusting trick he tried to play.

I crossed the hallway to the side that Magnus went down after I got away, humming my way to the door and snapping the lock-up.

Oh, what a lovely sound!

I giggled, stepped back, and spun to hit a hard chest that wrapped its sturdy arms around me while I tried to shake the dizziness.

I blinked my eyes and focused on Magnus' face. His dark eyes matched his smirk as he tightened his arms around me. I tried to pull away with the panic rising, but he walked me into a door that was closed on my way through and threw me from his tight embrace.

I let out a scream of surprise, giggling at the feeling of the air whooshing around my body and lifting my dress so that I was flashing everything to him as I fell onto a soft bed. My muscles felt like jelly as I tried to pull my arms from under me and close my spread legs. I had lifted myself to all fours and tried to scoot myself to the edge of the bed, but his hands held my waist in place as he pressed his hard-on against my wet pussy. 

"This isn't what I want. Lie down flat now," he growled, digging his fingers into my waist and forcing me flat.

"Magnus, stop. You're hurting me. I'm not one of sister's whores," I whimpered, trying to hit him with my wobbly arms.

He pressed himself across the entire back of my body, laughing as I cried and wriggled about beneath him.

"Wow, you really are her delusional little pet," he howled down my ear.

His fingers pinched my ass until I begged for him to stop.

"I'm not a pet," I hissed, anger and hatred burning with the tears in my eyes.

"Oh, little kitten. You don't know how much I want to punish you right now," Magnus sighed, flipping me over and ignoring my terrified screams, yanking my hair to guide me higher up the bed, "You sniff our drugs and think that working as a dirty spy will clean your debt? I've been watching you since you first came here, and I will never let you go."

I grabbed his hands, crying and cursing but ultimately giving him what he wanted. The rattling of chains surprised me, and I screamed as I felt my wrist being bound together and attached to something, so no matter how I pulled, I couldn't bring them forward. I sat up and tried to hit him with my tied-up hands, but I had been too greedy and taken everything Ferona gave me, plus his bomb, and I couldn't move.

The tears spilt down my face, and my screams faded into little moans as his fingers worked my clit, and he sucked hickeys and knawed bite marks all over my neck and chest.

I could see the door, and I could see my freedom.

Rain will have to come past this room; he will save me.