Dark Boundaries(32)

“She’s got tight cheeks,” Bill says, slapping my butt again. “Have you had her ass yet?”

What the fuck? Panic flares hot through me and I beg Garrett silently to not let this happen.

“No, I thought it would make her more valuable. Many men will pay top dollar to be her first.” I almost close my eyes with relief, but they dart wide open when Bill grabs a cheek in each hand and opens me. His fat finger moves over the crack of my butt and I can’t keep the revulsion down, my whole body shivers in disgust. Bill chuckles at my reaction. “See, the slut can’t wait to have someone fuck her ass.”

Bill’s fingers slither up my back and he grabs a hand full of hair. “Get her to wash this shit,” he barks, “we need her looking her best tomorrow.” His hands disappear and I feel another wave of relief, but it’s short lived. “Turn her around.”

My lips part in silent prayer as Garrett starts to turn me until I’m facing the monster of all monsters. I quickly drop my eyes, but not before I see the evil smirk on Warren’s face where he’s standing beside his father.

“Nice tits,” Bill comments as if I’m a cow for sale. He grabs hold of my nipple and squeezes it like a rubber duck. Another wave of repulsion hits.

Garrett’s hands are still on my hips. I try my best to only focus on his touch, but it all goes to hell when Warren steps forward. “That’s not how you check it, Pop.” He grins wide as he pinches my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and then he squeezes hard.

My mouth drops open and I want to cry out as the pinching pain grows. “See, Pop, you gotta make the bitch really want it. They like it rough.”

I make an awful mistake and look right at Warren. His eyebrows dart high into his hairline. “Oh, you want more?” I don’t get to even shake my head in denial when he slaps me. My cheek is still burning something fierce when I feel his fingers fumbling between my legs. I try to squeeze my legs close, but it’s too late and he shoves a finger into me. I can’t keep from crying out. It hurts too much.

He wiggles his finger around, like a disgusting worm. I’m yanked back against Garrett’s chest, and thankfully Warren’s hand doesn’t follow.

“No touching the merchandise, dickhead,” Garrett snaps at Warren.

Bill chuckles at the display of protection from Garrett. “If you want the slut, you’re going to have to buy her at the auction.”

I don’t get to feel any relief when they move away from me, because they’re moving over to Riza.

Garrett swings me around but my eyes follow them and I watch Bill do the same to Riza that he did to me. He starts with her butt. My eyes jump to her face and I watch in utter awe as she stares deep into Justin’s eyes. He keeps his eyes on her, also rubbing his thumbs along her waist. She doesn’t flinch like I did.

Justin leans closer to her and then I watch him mouth, “I’m here. You’re not alone.” Riza drinks in his words.

I don’t get to see anymore because Garrett turns my face to him and only when he brushes a tear from my cheek, do I realize I’m crying. He lifts me high enough to unhook my hands and I let them fall around his neck.

For a moment he presses me tightly to his chest before he removes my arms from around his neck. He unties my hands and clips the leash in place, and then he leads me away. I don’t take my eyes of Garrett’s legs, forgetting my best friend that’s being abused.

Garrett has become all I see. I’ve lost myself in his eyes and I’m glad, because it’s the only way I can remain whole.

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Chapter Twenty Three



Garrett~

I can kill that fucker for touching her! Anger burns hot in my chest as I take Kris back to the container. I close the door behind us and drop to my knees. I grab her to me, feeling like shit.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t see until it was too late. I’m sorry, Kris.” I need to hear her tell me it’s okay, that she’s okay.

“Just hold me a bit, please,” she begs instead of screaming at me.

I hold her so tight I feel her body imprinting on mine.

“We leave tonight, Kris. You won’t have to see them ever again after the auction. Tomorrow it all ends,” I can’t keep the exhaustion from seeping into my voice.

I stay with her until it’s time to leave. I don’t trust these horny dicks close to her. Bill comes to the container throwing a new dress at her. “Get the merchandise ready. We leave in ten minutes.”

“Sure thing,” I answer quickly to keep the man happy. I grab the dress and shove it at Kris. I wait with her while she gets dressed. The man’s taste in dresses sucks. The thing has a wide black skirt and some shiny greenish top. It gives her one hell of a cleavage though.