Wait.
“Move,” I say, shoving him quickly. The unexpected movement almost knocks him on his bare ass, and I can see his dick flop as I run by.
Why the fuck isn’t he hard? What the hell?
It didn’t take long for me to get my answer. Once I get to the doorway, I can see Susie lying on the bed spread-eagle, arms out at her sides staring up wide-eyed at the ceiling.
“Oh shit. SHIT! SUSIE!”
I immediately hop onto the bed, straddling her to see if she’s still breathing. Normally I’d find the humor in this because she’d probably buck and flail until she knocked me off, but right now, her eyes are fixed, and I’m panicking worse than any time I can remember before.
“Oh, she’s not dead,” Mark says. I feel the bed move underneath us as he brings himself over to where I’m trying to revive a girl that’s still alive. “Just pumped full of drugs. I gave her Speedball. She’ll be okay if she’s already healthy.”
His hands move slowly up and down my arms before he forces them around my waist and pins them in place. “I don’t want to hurt you, Artemis. I just wanted you to know that I’m not a fucking moron. Now be a good little dirty girl and bend over. I’m gonna fuck you until our little friend here recovers.”
I close my eyes tightly as Mark’s hands move down to the bottom of my nightie and he flips it up over my bare ass.
She’s going to be so fucking pissed when she wakes up.
