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“Fuck right, we do.” The scarred man stared down at her. “How about a drink, honey?”
She shook her head.
His eyes narrowed as his lips thinned. “You will drink or you will regret what I will do to you.”
“Okay. Okay.” Her panic, which had been somewhat under control, was once again rising inside her. Breathe. Impossible to do at the moment, but she had to try. It was her only hope.
“Open your mouth, babe,” the tat-armed man said.
She parted her lips slightly.
“Wider, bitch,” the other monster ordered.
When she did, he grabbed her by the hair and pulled, forcing her face to the ceiling. Vlad poured the vodka down her throat until she thought she might gag
.
“That’s a pretty slut,” the creep said, releasing her hair and bringing his hand to her breast.
Instinct kicked in, and she spewed the vodka into his face.
“Fucking cunt.” Vlad backhanded her across the mouth.
She tasted blood on her lips. Her mind was spinning as fear shook her to her core. And then she felt a slight bit of calm come over her. Odd, but true. She imagined what Nicole would do in this situation. She would be strong. She would constantly weigh her options.
Erica decided it was best to try to act more like Nicole, like Megan, like Gretchen.
Being mauled disgusted her, but if she could make them believe she was compliant, they might loosen her restraints. Then she might have a chance to make a move to escape.
“Sorry,” she said in the sweetest tone she could roll out. “My drink of choice has always been wine over vodka.” She needed an advantage. She gathered her courage. “Please take it slow with me, fellows. We’re all starving. Karl just said so. Shouldn’t we eat first, Vlad?” She used their names, hoping to get into their heads.
“Now that’s more like it, sparrow.” Vlad’s hands moved down her shoulders. “I want to see your tits.”
“Me, too,” Karl said, sending a chill through her body. “If we’re going to be our best with this one, we should eat.”
“True, but we can get our dicks revved up by getting a peek at our dessert while we dine.” Vlad pulled out a switchblade from his pocket. “Pretty little sparrow.” He brought the blade up to her chin, and she felt her heart stop. “Don’t worry, babe. I wouldn’t dare mar your face. The boss would have my balls on a platter if I did. But I will rip you apart with my cock.” Using his knife, he split her top and bra, exposing her breasts. The cold air hit her naked skin like a razor.
“Fuck, those tits are something else.” Karl took a swig on the bottle of vodka, but his eyes never left her chest. He handed it to Vlad, who took a long swallow of the white liquor.
She closed her eyes, unable to be brave any longer. “Please, can’t we eat first?” Her voice sounded so weak and tiny.
“Yes, sparrow,” Vlad said in a sickening voice. “I’m going to bite down on these delicious tits.”
Karl snorted. “She’s our meal, yes?”
“Yes.”
Vlad and Karl were going to rape her and there wasn’t a thing she could do about it. Better rape than death, but still rape.
They are Humpty and Dumpty. They are Humpty and Dumpty. The mantra didn’t help this time. Dread sunk down into her gut like a lead weight, crushing her hope for survival.
God, help me.
She heard a door open. She saw Karl and Vlad place the barrels of their guns to her head.
Erica peered into the shadows by the doorway and saw the two men she’d been praying would come to her rescue. Dylan and Cam were armed and ready.
Vlad’s face turned grim as Dylan and Cam came into view. “Move one inch closer, assholes, and this little sparrow is dead.”
