“You’ll regret ever meeting me.” I smiled at him as I put my feet next to the cuffs on the floor, standing with my legs astride like a prisoner. “I’ll kill you before the nights over.”
I tucked the knife into the material at the back of the thong I wore and reached my hands up to be cuffed above my head.
“No…I’ll break you before the nights over and then I’ll enjoy doing it all over again the next day, the next day and the day after that.”
Evan secured the cuffs then stepped back sheepishly as the boss moved forward, planted a gross wet kiss on my cheek and reached in between my legs to run his coarse calloused fingers along the seam of my pussy then forcing them roughly inside me.
“It doesn’t matter if you’re not wet, the blood will give us all the lubrication we need.”
Then he walked away chuckling with Lyla and Evan following behind, locked the door and left me in total darkness.
I gagged and wished to God I had my hands free so I could wipe away the feeling of his hands on me. I felt grossly violated already and he hadn’t properly penetrated me yet, well not in the way he wanted. What would I do if he did?
‘No Chloe don’t think like that, he won’t get that far, you won’t let him’ I told myself, but I was starting to doubt my own skills and ability. I’d never been so utterly helpless in all my life, including the time I’d fought off my Mother’s grabby boyfriends and fended for myself on the streets. No, I’d never been in a situation quite as helpless as this it was a do or die scenario and the longer I stayed here the less hope I had of Luca or anyone else coming to save me. My freedom was mine alone to win.
I decided I couldn’t focus on my old life, it distracted me too much to think about Luca and Freddie, to pin my hopes on anyone else. No I had to use every last brain cell and drop of energy for thinking of ways to better my situation, whether that was talking myself out of this hell hole or fighting off any would be attackers.
It was dark so I used the opportunity to focus my other senses, listening to any noises from around or above. The cuffs were sturdy and unforgiving so I had no chance of breaking free of those. I would have to use other means to secure the upper hand.
Eventually my arms began to ache from being forced into the raised position for so long so I tried to let them hang limp to ease the stress on my muscles. It helped for a short while until cramp became my next enemy. God how had I got myself into this mess? Why was I here?
I started to think about all the things that had happened to me over the course of my life and no matter how positive I tried to be everything went back to that night when Luca and Freddie left me; and the day my Father died. Three men who were the keystones of my life and all three had left me. I had harboured anger for years towards my Father for dying so young. Why hadn’t he sought better medical care? Why did he have to die?
My anger towards Luca and Freddie? Well that was beginning to surface again with a vengeance. If they hadn’t left or if they’d taken me with them I wouldn’t have wound up in a strip club run by a sex trafficker. If we hadn’t argued that day maybe I wouldn’t have been so foolish to let Teresa trick me into opening the doors. Maybe I’d have gone to the club with them and spent the day with Rosa or Stacey. What ifs, that was what I was left with. That and the reality that at some point tonight I was going to have to fight for my body and my life.
I’m not sure how long I stood chained up against that cold unforgiving brick wall before I started to hear the low mumble of male voices chattering and laughing above me. It might have been a few hours, although from the strain on my limbs it felt a hell of a lot longer. Music played much like it would at any party, but this wasn’t just any party, this was the kind of party you didn’t want an invite to, not unless you were seriously fucked up in the head.
I heard the booming shouts of the ‘boss’ as he called over the music to his so called friends. Probably warming them up for the main event. Then a few moments later I heard footsteps and voices on the stairs outside this chamber. The clank of metal, the click of the lock and then light filtered through as the door creaked open.
“There she is.”
The boss held the door open as another older guy, not as fat as the boss but still with that evil glint in his eyes, stepped into the room.
“I’ll leave the door open, enjoy yourself…and her. Leave something for the rest of us though, it’s gonna be a long night.”
He chuckled as he pulled the door to and left me and the old guy standing staring at each other as the strip lights buzzed in the background.
“You’re a pretty one aren’t you? Al said he had something special for tonight but you are a nice surprise. How old are you treasure?”
He grinned showing tobacco stained teeth.
“Fuck you!”
He smirked and slunk over to me like the reptile he was.
“I do like them young, and you look nice and fresh to me petal.”
He licked my cheek and ran his hands down my front from neck to groin. Urgh his cold rough hands felt gross against my skin.
“Such soft skin.”
He chuckled as I shivered and turned my head away.
“I love the ones who fight, it makes the pussy so much sweeter. I’m hard already and we haven’t even started yet. I’m gonna enjoy tasting you.”
He licked down my neck then breathed into my ear. “Will you squeal like a pig when I cut you?”
I flinched as he pushed his whole body up against mine, pinning me to the wall and letting me feel his hard cock in his trousers. He tried to kiss me and stick his slimy tongue in my mouth. His left hand started to fumble with my breasts under the ridiculous bra as his right hand rubbed hard between my legs. I felt like telling him there wasn’t any chance of a genie appearing no matter how hard he rubbed but he seemed to think that was the key to getting me ‘ready’ for him. I braced myself and decided I had to play smart with this guy if I wanted any chance of escape.