I pull my silenced pistol from my jeans and walk up to him. I can’t risk letting him go, not now. I hold the gun to his head and pull the trigger, killing him instantly.
Poor bastard was going to die eventually anyway. He’s a piece of shit, like all the other guys there, and he deserved to die in much more pain.
I sigh, putting my gun away. This is a real fucking shitty situation. Now I have to drag his body into the ocean and hope that nobody finds it until I’m back safely in the compound.
I can’t let myself get distracted again. This could have been much, much worse if he were smarter about that. Fortunately he was trusting and stupid, but I almost fucked up. It’s this damn girl. She’s on my mind and I can’t get her off of it.
I sigh, grab the dead asshole’s legs, and start to drag him down toward the water.
So much for being good at stealth. I’ll have to be more careful next time.
11
Riley
The day goes by faster than I would have thought. The books aren’t any good and the magazines are all old, but at least they’re something to read. They help to pass the time, and it does feel nice to have a nice comfortable blanket, a new pillow, and clean clothes.
Logan doesn’t come back all day, and I’m very hungry by the time I decide to go to sleep. It gets too dark to read in my cell at night, and there’s nothing else to do if I can’t read. I stare at the ceiling, thinking about him, but that doesn’t help anything.
I couldn’t believe it when he tasted my panties right in front of me. He was right, I was dripping wet, but it pisses me off that he saw through me. I didn’t want him to know how much it excited me to have him looking at my body like that. It’s messed up and wrong, wanting his eyes on me, but I couldn’t help it. He’s so handsome, and he’s the only person to ever show me some compassion since all of this started.
He’s being gentle with me. I know he is. I know he could do so much worse to me if he wanted to. He could hit me or just take me whenever he wants to, but he doesn’t. I don’t know why he doesn’t. I’m sure that the other girls are getting much worse treatment than I am, and I don’t understand any of it. I even have some comforts, although they’re small.
I wrap myself in my blankets and close my eyes. I try not to think of the way it felt to take off my clothes while he watched me. Excitement runs down my spine and tingles gather between my legs. I have to lie on my stomach and breathe deep until it passes.
Before I know it, the morning sun is shining through the small window. I roll over just as I hear footsteps outside of my cell. I groan and sit up as the door unlocks and Logan steps inside.
He’s carrying a tray of food, like usual, and my stomach does flips. I’m starving as he hands it to me and I wolfed it down, not bothering to say hello to him.
He watches me eat, but I’m getting used to that. I don’t really mind it. He can watch all he wants. That won’t change a thing. I eat every single thing on the tray and lean back against the wall to study him.
Logan looks tired. He’s handsome as always, but he looks like he was out late. I smile at him. “Good morning,” I say.
He nods at me. “Good morning, pet.”
“Why do you keep calling me that?”
“Because you’re my pet. I want you to know it.”
I sigh, shaking my head. “No, I’m not.”
“Let me ask you something.” He crouches down in front of me. “Do you like being fed once a day?”
“No,” I say.
“Do you want to be fed twice? Or three times?”
I nod once. I hate to admit it, but the food situation has been the worst.
“I’m sure you do. I hate it when I have to go that long without eating.”
I know where he’s going with this. He’s going to want something from me in exchange for being fed more often. It’s obvious that’s his game, but it’s a good game.
I’m already wondering what I’ll do for it. Probably most things. I’ll strip again if he asks. I can handle that. Maybe I can handle a little bit more, but I’m not sure.
“What do you want from me?” I ask him.
“Simple.” He leans toward me. “I want you to touch yourself.”
I cock my head. “Touch myself?”
“That’s right. Lick the tip of your fingers and then rub that nice little pussy while I watch you.”
I look at him, surprised. I didn’t expect this. He wants me to masturbate in front of him. I’ve never done that in front of someone before. I’ve barely slept with two guys, let alone touched myself in front of a total stranger.