A silent scream rips through my throat as I fall back. My muscles lock up as the surges of electricity rush through me. I gasp for air and have no choice but to watch as they carry her kicking and screaming from me. Throwing her onto the floor and wrenching her arms behind her back. Her voice will haunt me.
The chubby, greasy, blank masked man holds out a syringe as they pin her down. One quick jab in the neck and she goes limp. The jackass picks her up and hands her off to the men who bought her. I’m forced to watch as he leaves, taking the one person that I’ve been leaning on.
Tears pour down my face as the three other buyers watch as their purchases are tied, gagged, drugged or, in Teal's case, tased until she passes out. All of them scream, beg for mercy and pray to a god hoping to be saved.
I'm frozen in pain as they’re taken to the nightmare that awaits them. Sobs rack my body, my ribs tender from where the taser got me. I’m still laying there crying and shaking asfour more masked parasites come in. The next four girls are treated with the same cruelty as the previous ones.
I cover my ears trying to drown out the begging screams that will follow me everywhere I go for the rest of my life. It’s only after they leave that I notice I’m left alone.
Why didn’t the fucker who bought me come with the other groups?
Oh my God, was I spared?
Did no one bid on me?
I don’t know if that's a good thing or bad.
Am I chopped liver?
In this disgusting place am I really the leftovers?
My dreams of being spared are crushed as fast as they came when the door opens again. Only this time there's no goons. Just a lone man in that dreaded mask.
He twirls a key on a ring around his finger. Whistling an offbeat tune as he strides like a cocky motherfucker to stand in front of my cell. My eyes look up and down, noting he isn’t out of shape or sloppily put together like the other pricks.
His all black suit fits his muscular form like a second skin. A glance at his mask and I notice another thing. His mask has a tally mark on it,right where his brow would arch. That is if the mask had eyebrows.
Why is he different from the other fuckers?
Is he important to this world?
I don’t realize I’m frozen and staring like a deer in headlights until he snaps his fingers. The sound brings me back to the moment.
“Areyou going to be a goodlittle whore? Or, do I have to prove you won’t win a fight against me?” His deep monotone voice cuts through the silence. My heart is beating rapidly as my breathing picks up. Standing on my shaky legs I give him a death glare.
“How about you go fuck yourself with a cactus that’s dipped in lemon juice! You sick son of a bitch,”I growl out. If this bastard thinks I’m going to be an obedient broken doll for him, then he’s going to get a news flash.
Black eyes stare into my soul for a minute. I know there is no way his eyes are black, but the shadows from the mask make it impossible to see their colour. His head snaps back, a loud laugh pouring from his lips.
He leans forward, gripping his knees as the laughter turns into a light wheeze. “Not my kink, Red, but if that’s what you’re into, then I’ll happily do that to you. Sounds painful, andI love causing pain. I wonder if you’ll scream or sing like a canary.”
He moves quickly while I’m gasping in panic. His tone of voice is flat and lifeless like this is a normal Sunday morning. The maniac unlocks the cell and charges towards me. I scream and attempt to throw a punch at his face. He dodges it like we are dancing, grabbing my wrist before twisting my arm behind my back.
Pain shoots up my arm to my shoulder and I’m scared he’s going to pop it out. I wiggle and try to free myself, but he puts more pressure on it until I feel he'll snap my radius like a toothpick.
I scream as I collapse to my knees and a grunt leaves my lips. The concrete floor grinding against my kneecaps. His breath ghosts over my ear, and I take a sharp breath as his cologne assaults my nostrils.
Gunpowder, leather and a scent I can’t place fill my lungs. He smells dangerous, like sin and death. I almost forget where I am for a moment as I let his smell wrap around me.
“I knew I chose right. We are going to have a lot of fun together, Red. So many fun games for us to play,” he whispers in my ear, causing a shiver to run up my spine as goosebumps break out over my skin. I’m panting, and I try harder to break his hold, but it’s no use.
“It’s time to go night night now, sleep tight.” I’m tryingto figure out what he means when his fist flies towards my temple. The sharp pain turns my head foggy as I slump to the floor. “Don’t let the bedbugs bite,” isthe last thing I hear before I plummet intothe mental abyss.
Chapter 5
Standing over her, I see the exact moment when she passes out, and my lips curl behind my mask. She’s so fucking sexy, I knew there was some fire in her. She’s sprawled out on her stomach, so I get to work, pulling her hands behind her back and slapping the cuffs on.
I remove my belt, wrapping it around her ankles. I’ll still be able to push her knees apart once I’m in the car. Because, Iwillbe seeing her pussy as soon as possible.
