The screams grew louder as I watched Sophia do as she was told. Tears dripped down my cheeks, and I swiped away the wetness.
Sister Grace’s anguished cries continued, and I quickly got to my feet. The door opened before I could reach it.
In the darkness of the room, a man loomed at the doorstep. He was big. Tall. Vicious. And when he saw me…he smirked.
I tried to scramble away, but his arms snaked out so quickly that all I could do was scream when he grabbed hold of me.
I kicked and fought as he dragged me out of the safety of my room by my hair. Scratching at his arm, I drew blood, but it didn’t faze him. He only laughed mockingly.
My legs gave out underneath me as we reached the stairs. He continued to drag me down, my body hitting each step painfully.
He threw me on the ground like a ragdoll, and I rolled over, my ribs hurting, and I found it hard to take each breath.
Then my eyes made contact with hazel ones—the same ones I had grown to love too dearly. Once they were filled with warmth…now they were filled with agony.
“Sister Grace.” My lips formed the word, but it was only a whisper that came out.
Tears ran down her cheeks, and when I finally saw the whole thing, I let out a loud sob. No. Oh no. Jesus. No. Lord, please have mercy.
Her usual nightgown was in shreds, her body naked for all to see. The man mounted her weak body, and I saw him thrust inside her.
She closed her eyes, and he laughed. He slapped her, demanding that she look at him. Her eyes stayed stubbornly closed, and she bit on her lips too hard; it was bleeding.
I tried to move, but the man who had dragged me down pushed his booted foot into my hips, holding me down. A scream tore out from my throat as he pressed down on my bruised ribs.
“Look, little girl. This is what’s going to happen to you.”
He spat in my face, and I could only watch helplessly as the man stood up over Sister Grace’s body. He held onto his hardened length, and I watched as he jerked off, pearly white substance coating her face.
He continued to mock her, and I silently prayed to the higher powers. Prayed that He would bring an end to this pain and humiliation.
“I’ll be next,” another man announced, lifting himself from Sister Anna’s limp…lifeless body. He kicked her dead body away. She had been used too.
The man sauntered over to Sister Grace. I grappled, but it was no use. More men filtered into the building, turning the abbey into a bloodbath.
I watched as all the sisters, one by one, were used…and then killed.
“She is young, this one,” another voice joined, pointing at me.
“Yeah. We will bring her for Boss.”
“Aww, c’mon. Let us have some fun with her first.”
“No. Boss said he wanted a young virgin pussy.”
“How do you know she is virgin?”
“Because they all are. It’s a fucking convent. Women with pure bodies, whose pussies have never even been touched. This one is the only youngest. From my best bet, she isn’t even legal yet.”
One of the men knelt beside my shaking body. He smirked, his yellow teeth and horrid breath making me want to retch.
“Can I at least taste her? C’mon. One lick. I won’t take her precious virginity. I just want one taste of this pussy.”
“Okay. One taste, asshole.”
He smirked and dragged my legs apart. I kicked at him, but he punched my stomach in response. My eyes widened at the assault, and my body tightened in agony.
I felt him rip away my panties, and I watched as his head dipped between my legs. Sister Grace screamed in rage. My eyes went to hers, and her face turned red as she stared at the man between my legs.
“Let her go!”
This time she fought, but her body was too weak against those men. The one taking his turn now rolled her over on her stomach and pulled her up on her knees until her ass was in the air.
“I don’t want leftovers, you know.” He laughed horridly as he kicked her legs wider apart. “They used your pussy. I’ll take your ass instead. I bet it’s tight. Never had a dick in this hole, have you?”
I felt the man between my legs move closer to my crotch, and then I felt his tongue on me.
He hummed against my flesh as he licked me again. My stomach twisted in disgust, and bile rose in my throat. Not able to bear it any longer, I closed my eyes and welcomed the darkness.
Howls of agony came from the sisters.
And when I heard that little voice, my eyes snapped open.
“Mariaaaa!”
Little Sophia.
Oh my God. NO!
The man between my legs was long finished, but I was still held down by the one who had dragged me out of my room. This time his boot was right between my legs, pressing down hard where the other man had just licked me before.