Cruel Captor

CRUEL CAPTOR GINGER TALBOT Cruel Captor: Book Two of the Cruel Captors Series Copyright 2018 by Ginger Talbot This book is intended for readers 18 and older only, due to adult content. It is a work of fiction. All characters and locations in this book are products of the imagination of the author. This e-book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This e-book may not be resold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each reader. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. Thanks so much for buying Cruel Captor! If you’d like to be notified of future releases and more, please sign up for my newsletter! CONTENTS Author Note Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Epilogue AUTHOR NOTE This book was previously published under the title The Trials of Tamara. Some elements have been changed. WARNING: This is a dark romance, containing scenes which some might find disturbing. It is part one of a two part duet. If you don’t like dark and twisted, turn back now. Gray Manor Press hopes you like Cruel Captor. PROLOGUE One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love ~ Sophocles Tamara Not so long ago, Joshua Smith kidnapped a girl. A frightened girl who had no idea of the true evil that exists in the world. He chained me up, whipped me, and locked me away in a dark cellar for weeks on end. He made me dance on an electric plate until I fainted. He bruised me so badly that I could barely limp to the breakfast table. He wrapped a choking collar around my neck and hobbled my ankles with chains so I’d know who owned me, so I couldn’t escape him—not even in my thoughts, not even for a second. The way he tortured my body wasn’t the worst thing he did to me, though. That wasn’t what broke me. He also kissed me and stroked me and showed me pleasure like I’d never known before. He made me come so hard that I saw stars. He praised me for my strength and my kindness and bravery. He chased away nightmares that had haunted me for a CHAPTER ONE JOSHUA Six months earlier… The throbbing of my foot and nose wrenches me awake, and I lie silent for a moment until I get my bearings. My thoughts are fractured, floating, confused…until they fly back together and collide with a bang that sends a wave of dizziness sweeping through me. I remember my Jaguar gliding to a stop as I pumped my foot uselessly on the gas pedal. Charlemagne had sabotaged it. He was controlling it remotely from somewhere nearby. A bitter smell burned my nostrils, and I heard a hissing of gas from the car’s air conditioning vents. I tried to open the door, but the locks wouldn’t function. I sucked in my breath and scrabbled for my gun, which lay on the seat next to me. I was going to shoot out the window, but whatever gas he’d pumped into the car worked too quickly. And that was the last thing I remember before I woke up here. Where is here? I open my eyes and struggle into a sitting position, bracing my hand on the frost-rimed carpet of leaves. It’s late afternoon. The sun