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“Right there,” she whimpered. “Oh fuck!”

Her pussy tightened around me, and I let go. She strangled my dick as I thrust once and then twice. The force of my orgasm was so strong, black spots danced along my vision.

I slowly regained my composure, that's when I heard someone walking in the room. I tucked myself in quickly and looked around.

“Daryl!” The man who had mistaken me earlier walked up to us. “Damn you, fucker didn’t tell me it was train night with Ally.”

He undid his pants, pulling his cock out.

“Get the fuck away,” Boogie growled.

“Ah come on, it’s been?—”

“I said, step the fuck back.” Boogie stood up, standing in front of our Doll.

Ally shivered by me trying to cover herself up.

“Hey, I just want my turn, asshole,” the guy snapped.

I reached for Boogie, but I was too late. He lunged at the guy, grabbing him by his shirt punching him in the face twice, before I was able to pull him back,

“What the fuck is this, Daryl?” he whined, holding his nose, looking at me.

“She’s not up for grabs tonight,” I said. “We won her from a bet.”

“I’ll pay for her, she's worth a few hundred dollars, shit, I’ll even throw in a bag of coke,” he said, wiping his nose with his shirt. “Ah, maybe not the coke, she is getting loose with all the fucking the guys do with her.”

All I saw was red and before I knew it, I had slashed his throat. He clawed at his neck falling to his knees. Boogie and I watched him die slowly, blood spurting out profusely.

“I hope you rot in fucking hell, you putrid piece of shit,” Boogie snarled, spitting on him before turning around.

The light in his eyes slowly faded as I contemplated how to go about this. We could just take him out the way we came and leave him in the forest like the other man we killed.

“You guys could have just knocked Dick out,” she said.

I shrugged as I turned around, seeing Boogie hover around her. His face said it all, he suspected a lot about her, and I don’t think he was far off.

“One less asshole on earth,” I said, noticing she wasn’t looking at us. “Is his name really Dick?”

She nodded. Boogie and I looked at each other. I knew what he was going to suggest because I was thinking the same thing. We couldn’t leave her here and if saving those girls meant getting her to leave, then that's what we would have to do.

“I think it's time you told us what Kris is really doing here, Doll.”

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Boogie

Iwanted to touch her, comfort her, but I didn’t know how she handled her trauma. The way I handled it was not appropriate. If anyone touched me, it triggered me, and I was sucked back into a memory of someone forcibly touching me or being held down by several people to get what they wanted.

“It started about seven years ago,” she started talking. “He started taking girls more often and then talks of selling them started. I thought he was just going to use them for packing instead of using the other women. They would stay here for a few weeks and then I would never see them again.”

She looked up at the ceiling, her bottom lip trembling.

“A man arrived, hearing about the girls, and he offered Kris good money to keep selling them to him or buyers he set up,” she said, clenching her jaw.

“Do you know who the man is?” King asked, squatting in front of her.

She shook her head.

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