Dark Boundaries(12)

Another burst of anger hits and I turn my head, almost head butting him. “Fuck you!” I want to scream so much more at him, but all I can get out is more cursing. The anger won’t allow me to think of something sensible to say or ask. Like, where am I? Why us? What are they going to do with us? No, only anger spews from my mouth. “Fuck you! Asshole! Fu-” He clamps a hand over my mouth, cutting off my outburst and I take the opportunity to sink my teeth into his palm. He growls deeply as he yanks his hand away.

Hurting him feels great, but my momentary elation soon turns to dread and anger again. His fingers dip into the sides of my panties and he starts to pull them off. I have no more energy to fight with. My throat is burning, and my eyes are stinging with tears. I feel beaten even though he hasn’t raised a hand to me. I close my eyes and cover my face with my hands. I let the tears of humiliation flow.

There’s only one reason he’s undressing me. No matter how I beg he’s going to hurt me. I just know it.

I’ve been kidnapped.

He’s taking off my bra.

Oh God! He’s going to hurt me so badly, the realization seeps deep in my bones.

When I’m totally naked, I use the last of my energy to scoot away from him and curl my body as small as I can in the corner. I can’t just lie naked in front of him!

I wish he would leave.

I’m surprised when he gathers my clothes and walks toward the door. He doesn’t even look at me before he leaves and locks the door.

He didn’t chain me again!

But I’m naked. Where will I run to without any clothes?

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Chapter Seven



Garrett~

I didn’t think it would be so hard to get her naked. She seemed to really love her friends. I thought she’d be the vulnerable one. I thought the threat would be enough to subdue her, but she has more fight in her than I gave her credit for. My cheek burns from where she scratched me. I can’t blame her for trying. I would also do anything to get out and that thought alone is enough to make me sink down in a black hole of guilt.

I need to get a plan of action in place before I go back in there. I can’t look into those tearful grey eyes without feeling like an asshole. Somehow I need to switch off and just get things done. She has the perfect body and just one glimpse at her breasts gave me a raging hard on. I should just focus on her body, not her face. She’s here to be used. It’s better if I remember that.

I open the fridge and take out a beer. It’s all there is in there. We need to get some food. Can’t let the girls starve. They need to look good for the auction.

I take a few gulps from the refreshingly ice cold beer. After giving myself a few minutes to recover from the undressing scene, I grab the keys for the car out front. I find Eric in the lounge, picking on the leftovers Bill left. Eric reminds me of a vulture. Why Bill got him as the fourth man, I’ll never know.

“I’m going to go get some food. This place is empty.”

“Sure, get some more beer while you’re at it. And some peanuts. I’m in the mood for peanuts,” he orders as I walk out of the house.

We’re situated in the country, far from our neighbors. Bill chose this location for a reason – no one will hear the girls’ when they scream.

It takes me thirty minutes to drive to the nearest gas station. At least they’re open twenty-four-seven so I don’t have to go searching for something at four in the morning. I fill the tank while I run in to the store. I grab some bread, butter and cheese. I find peanuts and beer for Eric, so I don’t have to listen to him whining.

Twenty minutes later, I’m heading back to the house. The sun is rising as I pull up to the backdoor. I grab the packet off the back seat and go in through the kitchen. It’s better if I park the car at the back, that way it doesn’t look like anyone’s home. Just in case a nosy neighbor decides to stop by.

As I set the packet on the counter, a shrill scream pierces the air. I take a deep breath. I guess I’ll have to get used to the sound of the girls screaming.

“Fuck!” Justin yells. “I tried to phone you!”

I frown and patting down my pockets, I realize my phone is missing.

“You left it on the counter. You have to stop him,” Justin’s words are filled with panic.

“Stop who?” I sigh, a feeling of irritation washing over me. It’s not my job to control the guys. I’m here to break Kristine and to use her so I can find our sister. Another scream shatters the silence in the house.

“Eric,” he’s out of control. “He’s using the other girls to scare the shit out of Cathy so she’ll listen.”

Fear ripples through me. “What do you mean he’s using the other girls?” I start to walk down the passage.