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“Wanna know which girl all ten guys will be fucking?” he chortled with glee.
The camera on his phone panned the room and landed on Mimi. My ol’ lady was stripped down to her bra and thong.
That wasn’t the worst part. Her wrists and ankles were tied to the bed as she lay there, not even fighting against what he intended. The glassy, faraway look in her eyes proved he drugged her and she would be unable to do a damn thing. Her lips were moving and I caught one word spoken with apathy, but it meant more than anything else she could have said.
“Flag.”
She repeated it over and over, slurring as her head lolled to the side.
My baby was crying out her safe word.
And if I didn’t find her in time, she was going to be used for this sick pervert’s pleasure.
“She’s too heavily sedated, you stupid bitch. I don’t want her unconscious.”
I was propped up against the wall in an abandoned room, my butt resting on the hard concrete floor. Vaguely, I recognized Sean’s voice and Neveah as the two argued.
“I did exactly as you asked, baby,” she purred, dropping to her knees. “You’re tense. Want me to give you a blowie?”
He exhaled a heavy breath and then nodded, standing there as she unbuckled his pants and yanked them down, freeing his cock as he groaned. There was no affection or gentleness in the way she began sucking on his dick or the subsequent way he gripped her head, using both hands to fuck her mouth as she gagged and tears slipped down her cheeks, mixing with her mascara.
He forced her to remain still as he used her, nearly violent in the way his hips thrusted. The cold, emotionless way he stared down at her as if she was a worthless whore and she deserved this punishment made my skin crawl.
I wanted to shut my eyes and ignore the grunts of his pleasure as he came, shooting his load down her throat before he shoved her away like she was a piece of trash.
“Get cleaned up. I hate it when you look fucked-up.”
Neveah rose to her feet, a bit unsteady on her heels, and walked into the nearest bathroom.
Sean sauntered my way and crouched, grasping my chin as he lifted it, lining up my eyes so I could see him clearly. “If I didn’t just cum, I would fuck you raw before your video goes live.”
There was no reaction because I wasn’t able but internally, I wanted to scratch his eyes out.
“You’re gonna be the toy in the middle of an upcoming gang bang. No rules. Nothing taboo. The winner of the auction gets to decide each and everything that’s done to you.” He laughed but there was no humor in it. “Just think. Some sicko is paying to watch you get brutalized in every hole by ten of the biggest guys I could find. Monster dicks. When they take your ass, it’s gonna hurt.”
Fuck you, Sean Jones!
“We should get you ready.”
He picked me up, striding over to the bed as he dropped me in the middle. I spotted the camera that was set to record and every memory of moments like this in the past rushed to the surface as a whimper escaped my lips.
Sean paused and leaned down, smacking one of my cheeks. “Don’t get any ideas about trying to fight. I’ll use as many drugs as I need to keep you docile. Personally, I’m excited. You want to know why?”
When I didn’t answer, he laughed with a shrug.
“Oh, that’s right. You can’t speak.”
Asshole.
The final surprise is that I’m coming in after the rest of them and I’ll fuck you through all the blood, cum, and fluids that are left over. The best part? I’ll make sure those drugs are wearing off so you can scream.”
Bile tried to rise up in my throat and I swallowed it down, knowing these weren’t idle threats. Sean Jones would do everything he said and probably more.
“Let’s get you undressed and then we can call Patriot. Can’t wait to show him the video. That Royal Bastard is never going to arrive in time.”
I wondered at that moment how Sean Jones knew so much about me, Patriot, and the Royal Bastards and then it clicked. Neveah. She was a mole inside the club. A dirty rat that fed Intel to Sean and Resnikov.
This was all her fault and if I had a chance to make her pay, I would.
