Page 8 of Losers, Part II


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“Bathroom break already?” she said. I chuckled, grabbed her face and pulled it toward me for a kiss. She whimpered softly as Lucas touched her from behind, trailing his fingers down her arms before he held her wrists and then —

“Hey — What?” Jess jerked at the sound of duct tape, but Lucas and I were too quick for her to wriggle away. He secured her wrists behind her, taping them together before he did the same to her ankles as I restrained her.

Jess had known this was coming, but I had to hand it to her — she fought hard. She struggled and thrashed, cursing at us as if this was all against her will. We hustled her out of the Bronco, Lucas carrying her over his shoulder toward the WRX.

“I’ve had enough of your damn teasing,” he snarled and dumped her in the trunk as Vincent popped it open for him. She squirmed, staring up at us with wide eyes. “It’s our game now, fucktoy.”

“Three days in the mountains where no one can hear you scream,” I said. “And trust me, you’ll be doing plenty of screaming.”

I left my cell in the trunk with her. Part of our past discussions had been how she would be able to communicate with us if we locked her up like this, and the cell phone was what we’d settled on. She’d be on a call with Jason the whole time, with his end muted. If she needed to call her safeword for any reason, we’d hear it.

I reached down, gently stroking my fingers through her hair. Then I gripped the long blonde strands, holding her in place for Jason, who tied a blindfold over her eyes.

“All ours to play with,” he said, tracing his fingers over her lips. They parted slightly, and he pressed two digits into her mouth, sliding them over her tongue and deep into her throat until she gagged. “That’s it, baby, choke on it. Get your throat loosened up, you’re going to need it.”

The sight of her bound and blind, lying in the trunk, turned me on so much I couldn’t see straight. I should have put a camera in there so I could watch her, but it was too late for that now. I didn’t know how the hell I would manage to wait until we got up the mountain.

But I’d find a way. Waiting made it sweeter.

“You’re all ours for the next few days,” I said, bracing my hand against the trunk as I looked down at her. “Enjoy your alone time while you can.”

Then I shut her in the dark.










3 – Jessica

Most people didn’tconsider being duct-taped and locked in a trunk to be a great start to their weekend. I wasn’t most people, though.

Yeah, okay, so it was a little unhinged. It was the exact opposite of everything Mom wanted for her sweet little girl. It was not something my father would approve of. Hooking up with these guys had bombed my reputation and cost me a few friends.

But honestly? My “reputation” sucked. Being known as a stuck-up bitch wasn’t fun, and constantly pretending to be better than everyone else had only earned me some well-deserved hatred. I was over it. I didn’t want the drama.

I had to figure out who I was without all the bullshit, without the mask and haughty attitude.

What better way to get to know myself than with a kidnapping fantasy? It wasn’t always easy to accept what I wanted without harshly judging myself. Relinquishing control required some soul-searching, and I had plenty of time for it during the drive.

I lay there, thinking about what they could do. What theywoulddo. Due to the blindfold, my other senses were heightened. The rough carpet against my back made my skin tingle, and my fingers twitched restlessly in their bindings. Jason and Vincent were playing electronic music, the heavy beat pumping through the speakers. The rhythm was dark and sexy, lulling me into a state of quiet acceptance.

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