With my face still in my hands, I just nod again. What else can I do? My heart is beating out of my chest and I just need to get out of here.
“Just try to find a safe place to stay for a while as a precaution. Also, be sure to give us a forwarding address so we can be in touch.”
I hear the guards exit the room. After the doctor hands me some prescriptions for pain, he tells me I’m good to go, leaving the room as well.
I stand up and make sure my legs can hold me as I leave the hospital. I can’t hear a thought in my head over the sound of my own heartbeat.
Later that night…
The hours of driving have calmed me down. Every mile I drove away from the prison and away from what happened, I’ve breathed easier, like a weight being lifted off me.
I don’t trust anyone, and saying my family “has some land upstate” is as close as I was getting to telling anyone where I was going. I didn’t leave a forwarding address, and I threw my phone in the trash outside the hospital. I can’t take the risk of anyone tracking me, and using my fear is the only way I’ll get through this.
When I said I had family land, what I actually meant is I had a distant cousin by marriage who liked to gamble and lost this land to a hunting buddy in a poker game decades ago. After the hunting buddy died, I got in touch with his daughter, and she practically threw it at me, not wanting the property. I said I’d pay the taxes if it stayed in her name, and she let me use it when I needed a weekend away.
Pulling up to the cabin, I turn off the car and grab my bag out of the back. I went to my apartment and got a few things, leaving behind what I didn’t want. I have a feeling someone will be going there to check on me, and I have no plans of ever returning. I’ll never go back to that place.
I step out of the car and look around. There’s nothing but miles and miles of woods surrounding the place. You could fire a gun a hundred times and no one would ever hear you to call the cops.
“Looks like this is home for next few weeks,” I say to myself as I walk up the steps, the old wooden boards creaking under my feet.
Once inside, I look around the place and check to make sure everything works. The cabin is basic, with only one bedroom, a bathroom, a small kitchen and living space, but that’s all I need. I stopped a few hours ago and got food and supplies, using cash to purchase everything. I know I’m being paranoid, but I can’t be too careful. I knew this was a possibility when I started working at the prison and I had to have a plan.
After I get everything unloaded from the car and get something to eat, I’m exhausted. It’s been the longest day of my life and oddly enough sleeps comes easy. So easy, I never heard them coming.
CHAPTER SEVEN
HUDSON
Before she can make a noise, I lunge on the bed and put my hand over her mouth. “Thought you could get away so easy, didn’t you, Doc?”
I feel her hands come up to my sides, but Ridge is there, grabbing them and tying them to the headboard. I feel like a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders having her back in our hands. Now we have all the time we could ever want. No interruptions.
“Now the real fun begins,” he says,, passing me the gag for her mouth.
“It’s not that we don’t want to hear you talk,” I say, as she starts to struggle against the gag. “It’s just that we can’t focus on anything but fucking you right now, so we need you to keep quiet.”
She struggles against the bindings on her wrists, but we’ve used cuffs that are soft and won’t damage her skin if she pulls too hard.
Once I’ve got the gag around her mouth, Ridge and I sit on the bed, looking down at her. She shouts through the gag, making unintelligible sounds, and I just look over at Ridge and smile. “It’s too bad I can’t fuck her mouth. I guess we just have to settle for double penetration because we both want in her.”
We look down at Charlotte and she goes rigid.
“Oh baby, don’t be scared. We’ll be so gentle with you,” Ridge says, and starts to remove her clothing.
She’s wearing a tank top and cotton shorts, but they are taken from her body with only a few rips, baring her to us. She shouts against the gag, so I grab her chin and make her look at me.
“You need to calm your ass down. If you don’t, we’re going to do this a lot rougher than either of us wants to. Do you understand me? Besides, we know you want it. Our little slut. I can still smell your cum on me.”
She slowly closes her eyes, and gives me a small nod.
“Good. Then let’s get started. Give you a taste of how the rest of your life is going to be.” I swear a little bit of cum shoots out of my cock at my own words because it’s true. This will be her life from this point on. We’ll never let her go.