My cheeks grew hot as I followed his instructions. I glanced over at Becca quickly. Her face was crimson. This was beyond embarrassing, but what choice did we have? They were bigger and stronger than we were.
Both of us did as we were told, allowing the two pigs to leer at our lower halves. Julio's face was so close to my sex, I felt his breath against my inner thighs.
Thank God it didn't last too long because I couldn't promise myself I wouldn't kick him in the teeth.
"Okay, Chica, close those legs. We need to get moving."
I quickly clapped my knees together and glanced over at Becca. Juan was still checking her out, his heavy breathing getting louder. Of course, the piece of shit was turned on. She took short, deep breaths as he stared at her sex.
She was nervous, and who the fuck wouldn't be in a situation like this?
Without any warning, Juan started attacking her like a goddamn animal. He dove in violently, nipping and biting at her flesh. Becca cried out, trying to close her legs to stop the assault, but he became angry and punched her on her upper left thigh.
My friend's blood-curdling scream left my ears ringing. I didn't give a flying fuck what happened to me right about now. I had enough of this bullshit with these two losers.
"Stop, you fucking asshole. Leave her alone!"
I swallowed hard, knowing I could get punched out by this violent jerkoff, but I didn't care at this point. The bastard pulled away from between her thighs and glared at me with murder in his eyes. I knew I was in for it. He lunged toward me, boots sliding on the wet floor, angry as all hell.
"Did you fucking say something to me, cunt?"
Spit flew from the corners of his mouth as he inched closer, balling up his fist, ready to strike.
He is going to either kill me or knock me into next week.
Before he could connect with any part of my body, a loud, angry voice thundered through the cameras.
"Juan, get the fuck away from her. Do not lay a hand on either of my products. You are ruining the merchandise, you idiot! Give them a robe. I will strip the two bitches myself when they arrive. Get them delivered to me NOW!!! If I see any more marks on either of those girls, I will make sure your ass is shredded to ribbons. Now stop fucking around and put them in the van."
The thought of his ass being whipped bloody almost brought a smile to my lips. I didn't dare show any emotion, though. I knew better. His face twisted in anger, but he stepped back and obeyed, apologizing.
"Yeah, I get it, Hector, but you said I could do what I wanted with the redhead."
The same deep voice boomed over the speaker again. "I said that if they gave you any trouble, you could whip their asses, and yes, you were told you could do what you wanted, except fuck her, but now we have a couple of interested buyers. I want them both in one piece. Got it?"
Juan nodded. "Yeah, I got it. We will have them delivered to you in mint condition."
He yanked on Becca's chain and pulled her off the sink, almost making her fall on her ass in the process. I expected Hector to yell over the microphone, but he didn't.
Julio remained quiet as he pulled me by my leash, gently guiding me to the floor. I suppose he took what Hector said seriously. The ringleader didn't want his product damaged further. Fucking products, that's what we are now. They act as though we’re not even human. I glanced at the large, nasty bruise on Becca's thigh.
She cried softly as Juan led her to where two robes hung on hooks near the bathroom door. Throwing one at Becca, he ordered her to cover up. He grabbed the other and flung it towards Julio. Catching it with little effort, he handed it to me. I put the robe on, thankful to shield my nakedness from both of their creepy eyes. Juan threw our boots at us.
"Put these on. There's glass and rocks on the ground. I'd happily drag your asses through the dirt and sharp objects just to see you bleed, but we can't have any cuts or scars on the merchandise."
He also dropped two bottlesof water at our feet.
"Pick those up. Be sure to drink sparingly. We have more in the van, but that doesn't mean we have to share with you two sluts." He tossed his head back, laughing.
The low life was utterly repulsive.
There was no doubt who the cruelest one was.
Julio wasn't nearly as bad as this fuck face.
I bent down and grabbed the water, handing a bottle to Becca. I was fucking dying of thirst, but drinking the entire bottle in one sitting wouldn't be a good idea. The stingy asshole wasn't giving us any more.
Even though I wanted to rip the cap off and guzzle it down, I didn't. Both of us put the bottles in our pockets and then put on our boots. We didn't want to piss Huey and Duey off.
