We're all monsters here

She shouldn’t be surprised she was double crossed, she really shouldn’t, but she couldn’t stop feeling hurt. She wasn’t truly friends with any of them, but they had been on friendly terms at least. She ate dinner with these people, slept a few doors down from them, hell she even taught Stacy how to braid her hair. Feelings of hate now rippled through her as Stacey man handled her down the hall way. Her legs felt like jelly and she had a hard time walking and doubted she could run away or else she would have, so she decided it would be in her best interests to remain docile, she remained silent except for the few hateful slurs she managed before getting punched in the gut. The comment about Stacey’s whore mother earned a hard sock to the jaw. She was pretty sure she blacked out for a minute because when she next opened her eyes she was in a cage getting cuffed to something above her head, and instead of Stacy being in front of her she saw Justin. He was running his hands down her body softly; his slow relaxed movements made her feel sick. He saw that she was awake and grabbed her by the chin, thumb and forefinger digging into her flesh painfully. He smiled, his mouth twisting in a cruel way, his eyes narrowing slightly before speaking to her.

 “It’s a shame we have to turn you in doll face. You’re worth a pretty penny though, and even though you look like a good lay I just don’t think you’re worth it. Especially after your little display with our Mr. Riddick. I don’t think I want his seconds.” He finished shooting a disgusted look to her right. For the first time she looked around and saw she was in a small cell barely big enough for two. There was a small thin bed, which Riddick sat on, chained in a sitting position, and she was chained in a standing position at the foot of the bed, her legs somehow managing to be numb and aching at the same time. Somewhere in the middle of her looking around Justin had left, that was the only relief she would have that day. She fell asleep standing up and she woke up with a massive headache so she kept her eyes shut for a few minutes and for that she was glad, because no sooner than four minutes after waking up Stacey came in and started looking at Riddick, walking close to him, checking him out. If she wasn’t so tired she might have called out to startle her away, but she was so she kept quiet and watched. She walked around him, undressing him with her eyes, that made Sasha very mad. But she didn’t have to be for long because Riddick spoke up, making the large woman jump slightly.

 “Do you like what you see?” he asked cocking his head to the side with a not so friendly smile on his full mouth. She scrambled out without answering. Riddick turned to her asking the same question that he had asked Stacey but with a much different smile. Still not friendly but at least he wasn’t looking at her the way he had Stacey. She turned away and he chuckled.

                 Riddick’s POV before Sasha woke up

 He had watched the other larger female drag the one he had recently heard called Sasha into the cell and cuffed her to a little metal hoop above her head and shortly after she had left Sasha began to stir and wake up. He stayed still and silent as she surveyed her surroundings and before long her gaze rested on him and stayed there for a full minute before looking elsewhere. Not long after that she fell asleep and he had a chance to look at her more. Even roughed up she was sexy. She had the beginnings of a bruise around her left eye and cut on her cheek. He didn’t know why but it upset him slightly. While she was sleeping he had time to reflect on how he got into this position. It all boiled down to her. She tracked him downacsxz`, she distracted him, and she got him caught. But he didn’t really mind, he had been in this position, though not this exact position, numerous times and he had faith that just like the times before he would escape. And as he sat there thinking about how he would escape he couldn’t help but remember how she felt against him, how her moans sent little waves of pleasure through him, how even though he hadn’t been inside her how close he was to coming. He decided he would tough it out a while longer, see where they were going to take him and apparently her as well, and escape then. For now he decided to rest.

He awoke not even an hour later to the sound of a door opening and stayed still as the big girl named Stacy walked in, cautiously she tip toed towards him, watching him. He could tell she was attracted to him, he could smell her faint arousal, but she didn’t smell nearly as appealing as Sasha had. Stacey moved closer as if to touch him and that was when he decided to make it known that he was awake.

  “Do you like what you see?” he asked with a sneer. She jumped and scurried out of the cell closing it behind her, he could have laughed but his attention was now on Sasha, her eyes on him. He asked the same question to her but in a different more soft tone, and when she furrowed her brow and turned, he chuckled.

      Sasha’s POV Hours Later ~

She had gotten insanely bored staring at the floor, she would have faked sleep but she didn’t know if that was a very good idea. She was getting really stiff, but surprisingly her legs didn’t hurt as much anymore but they were stiff as hell too, at least she could feel them now she thought sullenly. She began to stretch and as she did so the cracking of her joints sounded through the small cell, she let out a small sigh of relief and felt Riddick’s eyes on her. She waited a moment thinking perhaps he would turn but he did not, she was in no mood to be stared at even if it was him doing doing the staring, she turned towards him.

   “What? Why are you staring at me?” She said gruffly and with a scowl. Then he had the audacity to actually laugh at her before stopping to speak in a beautifully deep voice.

 “I find it funny that you can look at me but the second I look at you, you snap, seems like a double standard if you ask me. And I was staring at you remembering.” He finished with a wide smile. She felt her insides tighten as she remembered too, god why had she done that, and her face started to redden but she managed to keep breathing normally. He was still watching her and his smile only widened; he knew what he was doing to her. She wondered if she affected him the same why but quickly dismissed the thought, and went back to being quite and Riddick made no move to start up conversation again, and that was fine by her. And so they sat in silence until James, Justin, Stacy, and Hansel barged in.