Keep Me (Broken Heroes 3)

When he reaches my upper thigh, he moves his hand closer to the inside of my leg. Bile rises in my throat when he gets to my barely covered pussy. I clench my jaw and turn my face away from him. I sink deep inside my head, trying to think about anything but the monster touching me.

Still, I feel his touch. Using two fingers, he circles over the most sensitive part of me. Tears spring from my eyes once more. I’ve never been with a man before. The thought of knowing my first time will be taken from me by this vile bastard sinks deep into my soul. I’ll be forever tainted, forever broken.

“Your skin is soft… softer than I expected.”

A sob escapes my lips, and I squeeze my eyelids shut. His breath fans against my face. He smells of smoke and whiskey, and I just want to escape this… escape him.

Air fills my lungs, but I refuse to release it. I don’t want to smell him. I don’t want to feel his fingers on my skin, and yet I know for the rest of my life, I’ll never forget this nightmarish moment.

“Open your eyes,” he orders. “I want to see the fear in them.”

I shake my head. He can take whatever he wants from me. He can use my body however he pleases, but he cannot make me do anything. Nothing.

“Open your fucking eyes, you little bitch.” I can feel spit clinging to my face, but I keep my eyes closed anyway. Pain explodes across my cheek, radiating from my jaw and upward. This is my punishment, all for searching for my sister… for wanting to find my only family.

“I’m going to fuck you till you bleed,” he growls. His fingers move from my clit, and I hear the sound of him undoing his belt. “I’m going to enjoy your cries, and begging…” I can see the smile on his lips, even with my eyes closed.

“Where is my sister?” If he’s going to do this, if he’s going to hurt me, then the least he can do is tell me what I came here for. He can give me the answers I desperately seek.

“If she’s lucky, she’s dead, right where you’ll be when I get done with you.”

“Please… if you’re going to do this…” My heart cracks down the middle, part of my spirit leaking out into this horrible room. “Can you tell me where she is? What will happen to her?”

“You know what… you are right. You should know. She’ll be auctioned off to the highest bidder at one of the most prestigious auctions. A place you’d have went had I not wanted a taste of you myself.”

Tears sting my eyes. My baby sister will be sold, raped, and passed around by men. She’ll be broken, and I’ll never get the chance to save her.

“Does that make you sad, Ella?”

I can’t stop the tears from escaping my eyes.

“Save your tears for when I’m fucking you. You’ll need them if you have any hope of surviving this. In fact, maybe you’ll get lucky and I’ll like you. I guess it depends on how much you can handle?”

I shake my head, wanting to escape this nightmare so badly, hoping maybe he’ll actually shoot me. Certainly, death is better than this. His smile of terror burns into my mind as he reaches for me, spreading my legs wider.

The sound of a door opening fills the room, and I crane my neck in the direction of the noise. Is someone here to save me? To stop this madman from hurting me?

“Boss, I’m sorry to interrupt you, but we’re being attacked. If we want to get out of here before they make it inside, we need to leave now,” says an unknown man.

I blink my eyes open, seeing my kidnapper snarl with distaste.

“Fucking Christ,” the evil bastard mutters, pulling away. “We will just let whoever is coming here for me have fun with you then.” He chuckles, and his laughter rains down on me like acid. I twist and turn against the restraints, desperately wanting to break free.

“Bye-bye, Ella.” He chuckles and then grips my jaw tightly and kisses me on the mouth harshly. All I want to do is throw up.

His footsteps retreat, each one getting farther and farther away. He is leaving me here, tied up and helpless. If I didn’t know any better, I would scream for help, but at this point, I think staying quiet is the best action.

My body shakes like a leaf blowing in the wind as I await my fate. Who could be coming that would scare that man into running?

Someone worse? An even darker monster? The thought sends me into a frenzy. I need to get away, out of this room. I pull on my restraints again, ignoring the sharp pain and the blood that starts trickling down my wrists.