He smiled again while digging into his fried eggs.
"No! You will enjoy your food the way it is. Now shut up. You have ten minutes to finish."
God, I fucking hate this motherfucker!
I shoved the cold pile of crap into my mouth and washed it down quickly with water. When it got stuck in my throat, I almost dry-heaved, but I stopped myself. I shuddered at the nasty taste, but finished it all in time.
I was totally miserable. My ass hurt, the collar on my neck was making the skin underneath itch like crazy, and I was fucking hungry!
Hector stood, clapping his hands.
"Alright, everyone, up!"
We did as we were told, standing like three obedient soldiers. He nodded to the girls.
"Go wait by the door. The guards will escort you to the red room."
They both walked to the door, two men already waiting for them. They were hauled away naked and frightened, but neither of them protested.
Hector gripped me with two fingers by the front of my collar, pulling me back into the bedroom, releasing me in front of the cage.
He pointed to the prison.
"Drop to your knees and get in!"
His voice was cold and gruff.
I crawled into the crate and lay on my side like a well-trained pet. My ass was still burning.
"You will remain in here until I get back and feel like letting you out." He smirked at me.
"I hope you know I enjoy abusing you, so keep up the good work. As a matter of fact, I have a hard-on right now. Press your face against the bars."
More humiliation.
I did as I was told, pressing hard against the thin metal. The asshole pulled out of his boxers and started jerking off right next to my scrunched-up face. I was so fucking embarrassed, but took it because I didn't want him to break my legs like he threatened to.
His grunts filled the room, making my stomach flip. I just wanted him to hurry and get it over with. Then he would leave me alone for a while.
"Ahhhh, you're nothing but a worthless little cunt. I may just keep you to myself because I like your spirit."
All I could hear was him slapping his cock while breathing heavily as he got closer to climaxing.
"Here it comes. Ugh," he groaned as his filthy cum hit me full force in the face, making me squint so none of the nasty stuff shot into my eyes.
He shook himself off, then smiled at me.
"You know, princess…your guy tried to break you, but didn't succeed. I think I would like to take his place. I just may ship your friend off and keep you for myself."
He reached through the thin bar, rubbing the gross stuff into my lips and cheeks, grinning at me.
"Who knows what I'll do with you. The possibilities are endless. Now take a nap. You will clean up when I return."
He walked into the bathroom and jumped into the shower. I just lay there feeling numb with a sticky face. The thought of his shipping Becca off and keeping me made me sick to my stomach. I buried my face in the thin blanket and sobbed quietly, praying for a miracle.
Chapter 12
The Hunter
