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This was not happening. I wasn’t going to lie there while some asshole raped me before he sold me like a cow to the butcher. “Keep your pants on, and get out of my room.”
He let his jeans fall to his ankles before he chuckled. “Your hands are behind your back, but you’re telling me what to do?”
When he smiled again, I slammed my feet right into his dick through his boxers.
His reflexes were lightning fast, and he blocked my kick with his knee. “You’re fast, but not fast enough.” He pulled down his boxers next, revealing his rock-hard cock.
I didn’t look at it.
“It’s a tradition the Skull Kings have with every new batch. We fuck every one of them, fill their pussies with come, and then expect men to pay for our leftovers.”
This was really happening. Not only was he going to fuck me, but he was actually going to push his seed inside me. I wasn’t sure what was more disgusting. I could fight him off as much as I could, but that would only last for so long. He could call in one of his men to pull my legs apart. And then that guy would probably fuck me too. “You would really fuck a virgin before you sold her?” It wasn’t a lie, but even if it weren’t true, I would have said it anyway. I would do anything to get myself out of this.
“Virgin, huh?” He grabbed my ankles and yanked me to the edge of the bed. “A beautiful woman who takes her clothes off in front of millions of people is not a virgin.”
I kicked him as hard as I could.
He took the hit with a grimace but kept going. He grabbed my knees and yanked them apart as his cock bobbed left and right.
I couldn’t let this happen.
I kicked him again and again, using all my energy to fight him off. I wouldn’t stop fighting until I was dead, so if he really wanted me, he’d better put a bullet in my brain.
He slugged me so hard in the face I actually blacked out just a little bit. My face instantly bruised, and I felt the migraine start on impact. My neck snapped as I flew backward on the bed. Immobilized, I couldn’t stop him from shoving a finger inside me. “Fuck, you’re tight.”
I needed a few more seconds to regain my bearings. I’d never been hit that hard in my life. My body barely remembered to keep breathing after the impact. My entire being shut down temporarily.
“Looks like the little cunt tells the truth.” He pulled his finger out of me then stepped back.
Thank god.
I’d always been disappointed I hadn’t found the right guy to give myself to. I wanted love and passion, everything that a deep connection could bring. I didn’t want a meaningless hookup just to get it over with. But the more I waited for the perfect moment, the more my expectations built up. Now I knew the real thing would never compete with my fantasy.
Now the wait had been worth it. It would spare me a little longer.
* * *
Like animals, we were pushed into a line with our hands tied behind our backs.
And we were completely naked—so the men could see our quality.
We weren’t allowed to speak to each other. The women seemed to be from various backgrounds, all exotic and beautiful. They weren’t homeless women with nothing else to live for. They were all clean and pretty.
It made me wonder where the Skull Kings found them.
We were marched through the door and onto a stage. The room was dark with the exception of a few candles and low lights. We must have been underground because there were no windows. I wasn’t sure where we were exactly because we were drugged during transport.
In a single-file line, we stood on the stage. There was no position we could stand in to cover ourselves because our hands were tied behind our backs. Every inch of our skin was on display. They could see my shaved skin between my legs and the hardness of my nipples. I was freezing cold, and as much as I hated to admit, I was terrified.
I was terrified of the man who would buy me.
Would he be just as cruel as these men? Was it possible that he could be worse?
I stared into the sea of faces, but their visages were difficult to make out in the darkness. Each table held a single man, and no two men sat together. They were spread out across the room, red tablecloths covering their tables. Topless waitresses moved around and brought them drinks.
The auction began.
The man who tried to rape me stood at the podium on the stage, tattoos covering his arm from his wrist to his bicep. He was dressed in all black, and his disgusting smile was his worst feature. Heartless and cold, he did this on a regular basis. We were just a new batch to be sold. He used that money to buy whores, get expensive homes and cars…it was appalling.
