While wiping myself down, I take a few steps and look down at Marley. “You don’t know about the fun time we just had.” I chuckle. “That’s what I was thinking too, baby; it’ll stay between us.”
I get to work on fastening her wrists to the armrests and her legs into the table boots, securing her in place. Standing over her, all locked up, I’m mesmerized.
After what just occurred, I’m too keyed up to sleep; instead, I move past my clothes and take one of the blunts I have stored in the kitchen and sit out on the front steps of the RV, naked.
I take a drag of the blunt, tasting the sweet, earthy flavor of the bud as the smoke fills my lungs. My muscles begin to loosen, and I relax a bit.
Drifting to the memory of what just happened with Marley, my cock hardens again. Fisting it, I yank on it roughly, closing my eyes. I fuck the air, groaning as my release falls to the ground. I smirk as I open the RV door, knowing I’m worse than the monsters people dream about.
CHAPTER
TWENTY-EIGHT
Heavy-eyed and disoriented, I force my eyes open, blinking against the harsh lights on the ceiling.
Flashes of AJ’s menacing grin come flooding back, and my heart races as my brain begins to catch up with my reality.
Terrified, I attempt to sit up, but immediately realize my hands and feet are bound with some kind of restraint.
My gut sours as panic floods me, and I turn my head from side to side, jerking my hands crazily.
My heart feels like it’s beating out of my chest. I’m sweating, frantically trying to free myself as my mind buzzes. I squeeze my eyes shut, feeling confused about how I got here. I wince when I feel a sudden, excruciating ache between my legs.
I prop my head up and take in my surroundings as I try to control my breathing.
The first thing I see is that I’m naked.
Then, my stomach plummets as my eyes land on Ryan, who is restrained on a chair in front of me, also naked.
I swallow, trying to clear my dry throat as I struggle to make my voice audible. A sound barely more than a whisper emerges. “Ryan! Ryan! Please, wake up!” A sob wracks through me.
He raises his head with a moan, still groggy from whatever they gave us. He blinks his eyes slowly, trying to get used to the lighting.
His brow furrows as he takes in the sight of me.
Peering down at himself, muddled words seep out of him as he takes in the situation. He is unable to move his arms and legs. Swimming back into focus, he gulps loudly as he realizes that he’s also bound and naked.
“Wha-What’s going on, Marley?” he croaks, uncertainty clouding his face.
My pulse begins to pound in my ears as I shakily ask him, “What is the last thing you remember?” I keep my voice low.
He stares off as his eyebrows scrunch together. Then, he answers, “Drinking with the group around the fire.”
Anguish and despair roll over my body as I close my eyes. “It’s them, Ryan; they drugged us.” My blood begins to boil. “We are being held captive by them!” My voice falters, and bile rises in the back of my throat. I twist my head to the side and spewvomit. Some of it lingers on the chair, the rest hitting the floor with a splat.
With a petrified look on his face, he jerks on the ropes and chains and rocks the chair, doing anything to make it fall over.
Meeting my eyes, I see the sadness rippling from him as awareness sinks in that we are trapped, and my throat constricts.
The door swings open, smashing into the wall behind it and interrupting the quiet panic. An evil reality settles in my stomach.
“Well, well, would you look at what we have here?” AJ taunts maliciously.
The rest of them chuckle, and Georgia walks up to Ryan, pinching his cheek. “Not so strong now, are you?”
Yanking his head away from her grip, Ryan tries to keep the shakiness out of his voice but fails when he shouts, “Why are you doing this? What are you going to do to us?”
“The same thing we’ve done to them,” AJ answers as he throws Polaroids on the floor. Ryan takes one look and jerks his head to the side, vomiting onto the floor.
