Page 76 of Tis the Season to be Bullied

How could we possibly explain away any of this?

Apollo moves closer. He holds out some cable ties constructed into a set of handcuffs. “No one uses ropes anymore, Zach,” he says, rolling his eyes as he cuffs Trinity’s wrists in front of her while I keep her mouth shut with my hand.

My ankles and wrists ache in protest at that comment, but I don’t challenge him. “And the gag?”

Apollo shrugs.

“Here,” Cassius says, jogging up to us. What the hell happened to his clothes? “Nothing like some used panties to shut a girl up.”

Trinity struggles in my arms, whimpering against my hand.

Not exactly hygienic, but there are worse things in life.

Much,muchworse.

I ball up her stale panties and shove them into her mouth.

She spits them out.

I give Cassius a deadpan stare. He rolls his eyes at me and steps toward Reuben, gesturing at his crotch. Reuben lifts his arms like he’s being frisked while Cassius yanks off his belt.

He takes Rube’s belt, plucks Trinity’s panties from the floor, balls them up, and shoves them back into her mouth.

Then he uses the belt to keep them in place, tightening the buckle at the back of her neck.

Apollo comes back to the group, face forlorn. “I broke my camera,” he whines.

“I’ll buy you a new one,” I say, without looking away from Trinity.

“Hmm,” Cassius murmurs as he presses himself against Trinity. “Do we have to leave right now, Boss? Couldn’t we have a little fun with her first?”

“Cut it out,” I snap.

Astronauts can see his hard-on from the fucking moon. I cock my head toward him, making eye contact with Reuben. “Thought I told you to keep an eye on him?”

For once, Reuben doesn’t stay quiet. He shrugs. “We were waiting for you.”

Thefuck?

The last thing I need is Reuben crushing on this chick. She’s already done possibly irreparable damage to our brotherhood—which I’ll make her pay dearly for—but this is a knock we don’t need.

Apollo comes closer, his broken camera dangling from his hand. He starts studying Trinity like he’s never seen a girl before and then steps back with a grimace. “Can we at least clean her up before we go? She really needs a shower.”

Trinity widens her eyes at him.

Was that what I was smelling? My nose wrinkles before I can stop myself.

“Yeah. Just a quick wash,” Cass murmurs close to my ear.

When did he come up behind me? He’s got cat’s feet sometimes, the evil shit.

Trinity shrieks behind the gag and yanks herself free. I wasn’t holding onto her all that tight—where the fuck would she go, anyway? The door’s locked.

She stumbles, probably not expecting to get free so easily, and goes to her knees with a muffled yelp.

“Don’t you wanna see what’s under there?” Cass is right against me now, whispering into my ear like the fucking devil himself. Another inch, and his dick will be poking my leg.

I shove my shoulder back, pushing him away. “That’s not why we’re here.”

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