Chapter 33
Megan
Lights flew by at a blinding pace, or what would be a blinding pace if I could see anything more than this stupid black bag that’s been over my head for gods knows how long. My legs and arms are bound tight with what feels like rope. I tried talking, well screaming at the top of my lungs was more the right term, but that only landed me with a gag popped into my mouth.
No one spoke around me now that I was conscious. I don’t know how long I was out for or who the fuck took me, but the moment I can get my hands free I will be clawing out these fuckers eyes. I did not survive almost getting killed months ago to be kidnapped and fucking murdered now!
Fuck it. If I’m going to die, I won’t go peacefully. I started thrashing from side to side, hitting both bodies on either side of me. Both large and muscular. I trash my feet into the floor trying to leverage myself up from the seat because clearly these idiots forgot the seatbelt.
“Fuck! Grab her!” A rough male voice yelled as I collided my head with what I am assuming was theirs. A fist thrusts it’s way into my hair, slamming my face into something hard. It hurt. Like really fucking bad. I felt wetness run down my from nose, oh hell no! I trash back against the fist and slam my feet down hard on what I was hoping was a foot. I wasn’t in stilettos, but my boots had heels to them, and they could still do damage. I hear a grunt and the first loosens. Okay I can to this. I twist myself to the side and throw myself back onto the mans lap. Sure enough, I could feel the outline of his dick through his pants. I grab hard, digging my freshly manicures claws into him, clipping his balls as I squeezed.
“Let fucking go of me!” he shouts but I just dig in harder, pulling my feet up onto the seat and kicking them straight into the face of the first guy. I felt the bones crunch under my feet. Wailing came from across the car as I dug in deeper. Fuck these guys.
“I will kill you bitch!” The one male screams, I kick again, another successful crunch could be heard throughout the car. I start screaming against the gag, trying to get it wet enough to slip out of my mouth. I take my chances and try forcing my knees up to my chest to get the man whose balls are being pierced.
My knee connects with something, I can’t tell if it was his face, the side of his head or maybe even his nose, but I do care. I keep at it, thrusting my feet straight with force, kicking the one man then back up with a slight rock to knee the other man.
The car slams to a stop and I hear the car doors opening. Thuds then grunts are all I hear before I am being dragged out of the car and thrown onto the hard dirt ground. The bag being ripped from my head brought light into my view temporarily blinding me until a hard slap to the face had me hitting the ground hard. I landed on a sharp rock, cutting up my hands.
“You stupid bitch. You couldn’t just sit there a little longer could you?” A deep, rough male voice said. I know that voice. My eyes fix on the man in front of me as I grip the sharp rock in my hand. “You never did know your place though. Ryan just had to keep you. You weren’t supposed to become his fucking girlfriend, let alone his fiancé. You should’ve seen the look on our father’s face when he announced that you wouldn’t go up for auction like we’d originally planned.”
Ryan’s older brother Derek was staring me dead in the eyes, smiling like a snake about to strike. He reached his hand to my face, and I flinched. I knew what Ryan was capable of, I even knew where he learned his vicious tactics from. Everyone assumed it was his father and that Alan was adopted because he was too kind. There weren’t many people that knew that Ryan and Alan had an older brother. He didn’t go to functions and was kept off all public platforms. They used to say it was for his job. It would compromise him if he had an online presence. Derek worked for the government, or at least that’s what they told me. Something tells me that’s not the case and I’m about to find out why Ryan kept me away from him. Probably the only thing that man ever did for me.
“Now, you’re going to apologize to my friends here, or they will take your apology by force. What will it be sweetheart?” Derek left the choice up to me; fake say I’m sorry or they rape me. I conceded and lowered my eyes, cutting the rope slowly with the sharp rock. Derek reached for the gag and pulled it out of my mouth, I took a deep breath trying to control myself before I spat out words that I would probably regret.
Derek took a step back between the two massive men. Both bleeding, both looking at me with pure rage. Derek snapped his fingers at me, forcing me to look up at them all. We were on the side of the road; it was dark with the sun setting in the distance. How fucking long was I out for?!
“I’m sorry I kicked you in the face and kneed you in the face,” I said, trying to tamper down my attitude. I knew I didn’t sound sincere at all, but I kept the sarcasm out of my tone so that was a plus. Derek clicked his tongue as if he was annoyed that I even spoke.
“I don’t think that you really are though. I think you enjoyed hurting them. I think you got nice and wet causing them pain,” Derek said, moving back over to me. I felt the rope around my wrists finally loosen, I need to get my feet free. I need to run.
He gripped my hair so tight that I felt the follicles pull from my scalp, fire lancing through my head. “I think you need to say sorry in a different way, don’t you?” The serpent smile as back, and both men grinned along with him. No. No! They both stepped forward at the same time. Derek reached down at my ankles and untied the rope holding my legs together. He leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “I promised you in exchange for Ryan. I promised you alive, not untouched.”
He threw me down on my back, holding me still by the force he had on my hair. The black-haired guy whose nose I’m positive I broke with my heels stepped forward, the blonde standing back, waiting. “Hurry up Heath, we don’t have all fucking night.” Derek said, causing the man, Heath, to rip the buttons on my blouse and rips my bra in half. My breasts fully exposed to the men had them whistling. “Well shit, no wonder Ryan wanted you all for himself.” Derek whistled as he took his free hand at grabbed my breast hard.
“Let’s see what that pretty mouth feels like,” Heath growled as he unzipped his pants. I bit my lips hard to keep him from forcing himself into my mouth. His cock was rock hard as he started pumping himself while staring at my breast. Derek noticed my unwillingness to apologize as he saw fit, he gripped where my jaw connects and put so much pressure I opened my mouth from the pain.
Heath seized the opportunity to shove his cock far down my throat. Thrusting hard and fast down my throat, I felt the bile climb up the back of my throat. I closed my eyes, letting the tears fall down my cheeks. I knew better than to bite, it would just get worse for me.
Suddenly I felt hands on my pants as he cut them straight up the center and down my legs, discarding the remains beside me. No! Not this! The other man was no longer watching, Derek laughed when he saw me panic. “Go for it Tommy, let me know how wet the bitch is.” Tommy laughed and slammed into me hard, I was so dry he tore me. I tried to scream but Heath’s cock forced its way further down my throat until he gripped her hair, thrusting in one final time as he exploded down my throat.
He pulled out and I puked all over the place. “Fuck that’s gross!” Heath yelled, slapping me across the face. “Just for that I should do it again and hold your fucking mouth shut until you swallow.”
“Hurry the fuck up Tommy. We have to get going,” Derek said, completely dismissive of what just happened.
“She’s so fucking tight. I don’t want to rush this,” Tommy grunted out as he pounded harder and faster into me. “You really need to try her Derek.” He gripped my hips hold me up as he thrusted harder, pushing so deep in me I felt like I was being ripped in half. I screamed and sobbed but he didn’t stop. My pain made him harder and thicker, ripping me further and doing more damage. Derek held my head in his lap, and I could feel his cock getting harder with every scream I let out.
“Hurry the fuck up!” He yelled at Tommy. He grunted shoving his cock so far in me that I let out a blood curdling scream as he released into me. Once his cock was done twitching he dropped my lower half to the ground like I was some discarded whore he had just paid for and had his way with. I was left used and abused on the ground. Derek still holding me in place.
“Well, we have about thirty minutes to get to the port. We’re not that far away, I guess I can have a turn with her after all,” Dereks serpent smile was all on me. He punched me in the head, three times, enough to disorient me from moving as he positioned himself from behind my head to between my legs. He looked at my pussy dripping Tommy cum, and his smile fucking widened. “Well two of your holes are completely fucking ruined thanks to these two. That just leaves one more.”
Before I could register what he meant, he threw my legs up over his shoulders and shoved his dick, dry and hard, into my ass. My screams echoed all around us. That immense pain didn’t stop, Derek thrusted into me hard and fast ignoring my screams of pain. Heath and Tommy watched as Derek defiled me in front of them. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as I tried to hold in my screams. They only made him harder.
He thrusted for what felt like hours, ripping me more with each thrust. He grabbed my nipples and pulled hard on them, eliciting another scream from me. “That’s a good girl. Fucking scream for me,” Derek said as he thrusted himself deeper into me. He twisted my nipples hard as he thrusted one last time into me, dragging another scream from between my lips as he buried his seed deep in me. Like Tommy, he pulled out of me and dropped me to the ground. I curled my legs up to my chest and turned to my side, completely forgetting I was no longer shackled.
Tommy and Heath were chatting amongst themselves as Derek left me on the ground, heading to the car. I heard rushing water in the distance, I looked up at the men who were clearly still bragging to each other about how badly they ruined me. Now’s my chance. I just need to run and get as far away from them as possible. I’m sore in places I don’t want to think about, but I have to do this, or else I’m dead.