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Either his hand was too big or his dick too small, but she couldn’t imagine that thingy properly working. Her nose scrunched in disgust as he stepped closer.

She smelled his unwashed groin from a mile away. Anise-flavored bile clawed up her throat before spilling out of her in a projectile spray.

“Fuckin’ hell!” Bald Guy shouted in disgust.

Mud grabbed a smelly, stiff rag from next to the fireplace and threw it in her face.

“Clean that shit up!” Mud shouted to Bald Guy.

Another wave of nausea took over before she gagged and threw up some more.

“Don’t think this will help you, Kitty Cat. We’ll put a hose on you and fuck you raw anyway!” Bald Guy said.

“Shut up, Snare! I can’t hear anything,” Mud said with his phone against his ear.

Snare.

She put his name in a little compartment in her brain, next to the name Ulf.

Snare, Ulf, Mud and Man Bun. She repeated these four over and over in her head, making a list in her head in what order she would kill them. She would start with the first creep that touched her: Man Bun. He’d knocked her out cold at Zeus’ and he would pay the price with his head.

She watched Mud walk out of the cabin, leaving her alone with Snare and Man Bun. Unsure if this was the moment she was waiting for since she now only had two opponents to fight off, she held still on the floor, eyeing the two losers.

“Stop staring,” Man Bun said with a fierce kick to her thigh.

Cat rolled over and made sure to puke all over his boots.

She wasn’t scared of his wrath as he kicked her in her already hurting stomach. While he’d kicked and tormented her, she finally made some progress in loosening the rope around her wrists. She needed just a bit longer to worm one wrist free.

“Stop kicking the shit out of her. I want her conscious when I fuck her!” Mud boomed after reentering the cabin.

The last glimmer of hope that she would be able to fight them off flew from Cat when Mud picked her up—dirty from puke and all. His creepy hands holding her captive in his arms made her skin crawl.

Just when she wanted to fight him with her last bit of energy, Mud said, “We’ll be back in twenty. I’m gonna take her to the outdoor shower so she’ll be primed and ready for you after I’m done with her. You two clean up this mess.”

Leaving the cabin was a good thing. She would be alone with sixty-year-old Mud who only thought with his dick. She needed to play sickly and docile for just a bit longer. Her ropes were already loosening.

“Sounds good to me, boss,” Snare said with a leering smile.

Mud kicked the door open and walked outside with Cat in his arms. She ignored his hand squeezing her butt. He needed to underestimate her. He had to believe he had the upper hand and so she kept her mouth shut.

She tried to spy on Broken Nose Guy outside the cabin despite the dark, but didn't see Ulf anywhere; only creepy tree branches lit by the moonlight and the smell of rotten leaves mixed with dirt.

She spotted not a single landmark. Even if she could break free from Mud, she needed to keep in mind that it could take her hours of trekking through the woods before finding civilization.

Her side hit the dirt ground when Mud plunked her unceremoniously next to a thick tree.

“Get up.”

“Why throw me on the ground if you want me to stand up, anyway?”

“Shut your mouth, slut. I’m nothing like that pissy fool you’ve got by the balls.” Mud turned around and walked four steps to a rusty old bucket next to a tree.

“Are you that mad Demon knocked you out cold?” she said after getting up on her feet.

Mud whirled around, closing the distance between them surprisingly fast before he grabbed her by her throat and slammed her upper back and bound wrists against the tree bark.

Even in the dark, with just a bit of moonlight pushing through the clouds, she could see his eyes spitting fire.

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