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Boogie stared down at the woman and I could tell he might snap, his past was closing in on him. He shook his head, but he didn't look at me.

“Boogie,” I said, walking to him.

He still didn’t look at me.

“Don’t,” he clipped.

I grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at me. When his gray eyes met my own, I saw the pain and the animosity. I was about to suggest he stay back while I dumped them off, when I got a better idea.

“Let’s feed the pigs, then we can come back and find our doll,” I said, trying to keep the need out of my voice.

His gaze didn’t change for a minute. He was trapped in his mind, and sometimes the only thing that brought him out was pain. Those were the worst days.

“Ok, I want to find her,” he said, his gaze slowly releasing the past.

“Come on, while we drive I can tell you how great her mouth felt on me.” I grinned.

“She sucked your dick?” he scoffed. “If I didn’t have to take care of the first person, I would have fucked her in the maze of mirrors.”

I raised my brow.

“Come on, I need to come. Let’s get these fuckers to hell before we go find her,” he said, opening the door to make sure no one was coming.

Once the coast was clear, he dragged the man in the bag hitting every bump and rock on the way to the ATV we used for this specific reason. I did the same to the woman, throwing her in the small bed we had in the back. Her screams had died down by the time we started the ATV up. We still got the occasional scream the longer we drove.

Bob, the pig guy, had a farm really close to us. We paid him handsomely and we received a key and a warning to never do anything while he was around. We arrived at the gate and I slipped the key out of my pocket, unlocking the gate, driving close to the pig pen.

The pigs had been conditioned enough that hearing our ATV threw them into a frenzy. We unzipped the man first, throwing him easily into the pen and grabbed the woman who was crying uncontrollably.

“Maybe you should have thought about those kids before you killed them or fucking sold them,” Boogie snarled, as we heard a sickening crunch while the man was still screaming behind the cloth I shoved in his mouth. “You hear your partner, that is the sound of judgment and I hope you rot in hell with someone fucking you against your will over and over again so you know how it feels for these poor kids.”

Boogie tossed her into the pit, and he watched until she stopped screaming. I knew doing these things wouldn’t erase his past, but I felt like it healed a part of him to know he was riddingthe earth of this scum. I grabbed my phone, taking pictures and videos.

“Come on, I need my dick sucked,” he said, as another loud crunch came from the pen.

“Only you can talk about getting your dick sucked after watching that,” I chuckled.

“Don’t act like you're not ready to get your dick wet,” he taunted.

I shrugged. “I’m more than fucking ready.”

7

Ally

Iweaved in and out of the crowd, wanting to get as much space in between us before I headed to the corn maze. That would be the perfect place to lose the skeleton guy and maybe catch him. My pussy throbbed with thoughts about them catching me.

What would it be like for them to take me together? Would they share? Would they fight over me? God, I hope they shared me or even a little fighting between them would be hot. I felt insane thinking about them like this, we didn’t know each other, but this attraction was immediate. I craved them.

I rounded a corner looking behind me, expecting to see the skeleton dude, but I didn’t see him. I slowed down, waiting for him to catch up. The feeling of being watched was no longer present and when I reached the corn maze, I knew he wasn’t following me anymore.

Disappointment hit me. He got what he came for, I shouldn’t be surprised that he wasn’t following me anymore. I clenched my jaw, keeping my emotions at bay for being stupid enough to open my mouth for him. All men were the same. I shouldn't have expected them to be any different. Now that I wasn’t around them, I could think clearly.

What was I doing? This little fantasy in my head was ridiculous. I looked back at the corn maze, debating if I wanted to stay or just leave. Fuck this, I was an idiot for trusting a man with a mask. I looked around one more time because I had hoped he was still chasing me and maybe got distracted. They did work here, so maybe… Nope, I wasn’t going to do this anymore.

I was an idiot with a death wish because for all I knew, these guys could be serial killers. I marched my way to the exit, passing the stalls for shopping, ignoring everything so I didn’t get distracted. The feeling of being watched trickled down my spine.

Hope bloomed in my chest, I was fucking crazy. I should not be having this reaction, this was a stupid Freudian response. I liked being stalked, and it was a stupid kink. I just wanted something for myself for once. Only one more glance, and then I was done.

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