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They’d taught her well. Now, I was here, about to

be raped by five men. She’d done that. I wondered if she could live with herself now. Had she done it to other women too?

My heart pounded, and my chest rose and fell with dread. I couldn’t get enough air. I could feel myself beginning to panic.

“So fucking skinny. I want a little more meat on a woman, but beggars can’t be choosers, right, boys? I bet she’s still a good group of holes to fuck,” he muttered, and I shuddered at the threat in his voice.

His predatory gaze passed over me.

“Where did you come from? Where did the Vakarrans find you? Did you come from the female processing center or somewhere else?” he pressed, his eyes narrowing with curiosity.

I didn’t say a word. He glared. Waiting. Expecting.

Two men moved to either side of me. Two stayed at his side.

My eyes flashed to the ones by me. One was rather heavy set, the other, tall, skinny, and lean. Both just as fucking dirty as Neil was. My stomach roiled. I felt nauseous. They both pulled out long, sharp-looking knives from their boots.

Fucking fantastic. A little torture before a five-man rape session was really going to brighten my day. I couldn’t ask for anything more.

A sob escaped my throat.

Except for my Vakarrans. I really wanted my Vakarrans.

I closed my eyes for a moment, calling out to them. Reaching.

“Help me. Find me. Take me back. I’m so sorry for what I’ve done,” I thought to them. I didn’t know if they could hear me over such a long distance or if our telepathic ability still held up after I betrayed them. I prayed it would. I wished I’d never drugged them or escaped. I wished I’d never come here. My entire being was filled with fear and regret.

A knife blade pressed up against my throat and I began to panic.

“You’re not answering me,” Neil growled. “Answer or else my boys here are going to teach you a lesson you won’t forget.”

His voice made my skin crawl and bile rise in my throat. I wanted away from here.

“Are there more women like you out there?” he asked, his gaze narrowing in on me with a weird mix of curiosity and anger. He was used to being obeyed.

I was never going to betray my sisters or my friends back in the forest. They were safe there and I wouldn’t want to continue living if I had known that I’d put them in the hands of these men. It was a stark reminder that while Vakarrans were known for their cruelty, humans weren’t at all innocent either.

Humans could be worse, much worse. Corrupted by power. Vengeful. Greedy.

I’d been naïve to the danger. My hope for my freedom had blinded me to the reality.

Neil watched me closely. Danger seeped from his every pore.

I had a feeling I was in for a world of hurt.

The knife traveled down my skin, slowly slicing through my t-shirt. My heartbeat echoed in my head and I started to feel a little lightheaded. The cloth parted away from my skin and I shivered, feeling cool and clammy. The skinny one reached out and tore the remnants of my shirt clean away. I cried out as the fabric pinched my skin in the process.

Skinny man then slid the blade underneath the connector of my bra between my breasts, pulling up and slicing through the lacey fabric like butter. My breasts bounced slightly, released from the cups that held them. I felt my nipples harden in the damp chilliness, my skin prickling with goosebumps from the cold.

Skinny twirled his knife and skirted around my nipple.

I stilled with fear.

Tears welled in my eyes as terror consumed me. I was so scared. I wanted to take it all back. Skinny stilled beside me, softly pressing the blade against my breast, my nipples hard with fear. It stung just a little, like a papercut, but he didn’t slice any deeper. He waited. For Neil’s orders I presumed. Ready to slice my nipple off at a moment’s notice with a flick of his finger.

“So?”

My thoughts scrambled in my head. My sense of self-preservation reared its ugly head and I tried to think of any way out of this. Maybe the easy copout would work.

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