He turns back to the road but keeps talking.
“I must say, I’m impressed Alleycat. You had me stumped for a bit there, no trace of you after LA. Then I got word someone was investigating me, heavily,” I cringe knowing it was what brought him back to my trail. This is why I didn’t want Hudson digging. “It wasn’t just the fucking detective prick who arrested me either. Fancy my surprise to find out who was digging. It didn’t take me long to connect the dots, even though it wasn’t him directly. Your boyfriend, what was his name…Hudson Rivers. What the fuck kind of name is that? Were his parents fucking hippies?”
The car suddenly slows, turning left. He stops and puts the car into park. He fiddles with something in the front seat, the only sound filling the air is my heavy breathing. He turns, his body leaning between the seats, closer to me. One hand touches my face, caressing it. The other he holds up in the air, something in it. I squint trying to make it out. It’s another syringe. I scream behind my gag, panic flooding me. I push back into the seat, ignoring the pain, trying to move away from him but there is nowhere for me to go.
“Shh, Alleycat,” he grabs my jaw and holds me tightly, opening my neck to him. He lowers his hand, pushing the needle in my neck. My head begins to spin, my vision blurry. “I need to prepare the room for you and I can’t have you fighting me.”
His face is the last thing I see before the darkness takes me.
*****
Erik
I pull down her panties, taking the sight of her nakedness. She’s gained some weight back. Her bones are no longer prominent against her skin. I smile, knowing she’d last much longer during her punishment with a healthy body.
My cock jumps at the thought, growing hard as I study her fuller tits and hips. Fuck, if she didn’t deserve this punishment so much, I’d be balls deep in her sweet pussy. The truth of it is she had the sweetest pussy I’d ever had the pleasure of fucking. I knew after I ripped through her ripe cherry she was going to be my best little money maker.
She had been too.
My angers spikes as I think about the day I found her missing. I ripped the house apart looking for her before facing the truth, she was gone. I tore through her room, erasing any trace of her. Kind of like what I had I planned for her today.
I reach down and touch her face. She really was a looker and she had been so much fun to break. She had a high tolerance for pain and was able to meet levels none of the other girls had. It was exhilarating to watch and experience. When she finally broke, it was truly magical. I never planned to take her voice from her but in the end it worked out. Men paid extra just for her because her silence meant they could literally do whatever they wanted without complaint. I will miss her but the fact is I had another lined up to take her place. She wasn’t as spirited but she would make due while I hunted for another like Alice.
Pushing down the aching pulse of my body, I avert my eyes off her body and concentrate of the rope nearby and the tools glistening on the table behind me. I’m only able to do this because of what I have planned for her.
Today was going to be fun.
I was literally going to break her in half.
Chapter 32
Hudson
I walk into the master bedroom, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest.
He took her.
Her bag is still on the bed, just the way she left it. The guys were sure to secure the scene the best they could, everything as it was when she was last here. I cross the room stopping at the end of the bed and reach towards the t-shirt hanging out of the bag. It was one of mine. My heart clenches, picturing her beautiful face against one of my pillows, her body covered only in my shirt.
How could they let this happen?
I turn, facing the door to the bathroom, dreading the trip to it. King said he left a note but it was meant for me and had nothing to do with her whereabouts. I step towards the room, pushing away the sickness churning in my stomach. I need to do this. For her. To save her.
The door to the bathroom is cracked, the light on. This is where he took her, where he waited for her. I push the door open, take a deep breath and step inside. There are signs of struggle everywhere in this room and a syringe lies haphazardly on the ground, empty of its contents. She put up a fight until he injected her with whatever was in it.
Scrolled in red lipstick on the mirror, his note punches me in the gut. King was right though, Erik’s note was for me. It wasn’t just a note. It was a taunt. I knew what it meant and it made me sick.
Tastiest pussy? I agree.
Hope you enjoyed her.
The son of a bitch had been watching us for some awhile, just like he watched her in LA.
I turn quickly to leave the room and practically run down the hallway gasping for air. I knew what he was trying to do and I wasn’t about to let him win. There was no way he had the place bugged, I checked thoroughly before I left and the guys knew what to look for too.