The fire…
I shake my head.
“Quit moving,”Throat-Guygrowls at me.
“Better yet, if you want to be chained up and wiggle, sit on my lap and make it worth my time,”Shh-Guyadds with a deep chuckle.
They’re still using something to make their voices sound weird. This entire thing is weird. I’m being sent away. Banished. I’m being tossed into a variation of hell to be left to rot and to be left to be forgotten. And there’s literally nothing I can do to stop it.
Maybe this will be a good thing for me. A better life. My heart races even faster.
I don’t believe that last statement for a second… my life is completely fucking over.
I’m notsure what you want to call this place. A campus? A compound?A secret society?
We’re tucked away up in the mountains, far but not too far from towns and cities. The buildings are big and cold. Cathedrals and castles. Old stone with scars and stories to tell. The air smells of danger. It’s not like being on a college campus and feeling that sense of prestige. This is more like walking through a cemetery.
The two men in robes and masks suddenly stop walking, grab at my wrists and surprisingly unchain me. They don’t speak another word to me as they suddenly walk away.
As they walk away they take their masks off. Their backs are to me so I can’t see their faces. There’s something sexy about that. I want to see their faces but I don’t know why. After all, these two men just kidnapped me. They literally tore me from the comfort of my bed.
It’s dark and quiet and I’m standing there alone. Only for a second or two though.
“You’re the new arrival,” a voice says from behind me.
I turn and there are two girls approaching me. Wearing large hoodies, their hair messy, up in buns. No makeup on their faces. One wearing baggy pajama bottoms, the other wearing tight shorts that show off thick, athletic legs.
“I’m Lia,” the one in the pajama pants says.
She has green eyes, dirty blonde hair, naturally pouty lips. She looks like a model. Just really short though. There’s a light bruise on her jawline. I find myself pointing to it.
“Oh, this?” Lia asks, touching the faded bruise. “That’s nothing. You get used to it. I actually like it.”
“Want to hear how it happened?” the other girl asks me. “She was getting fucked from behind. And heraceheld her by the back of her neck. She likes that. He held her down against the bed. Hard. Then he picked her face up off the bed by the back of her neck and slammed it against the nightstand. Why should she have the comfort of a mattress, right?”
I swallow hard, then look to Lia.
She nods. “If you want the truth, I came so hard, I started to cry.”
“Then heracemade her sleep in her own puddle of wet cum,” the other girl says. “I know this… because I watched the whole thing happen. That’s what heracewanted. And myacetold me to watch and finger myself. I came in my panties and then gave them to myace.”
Now I’m shaking. I’m scared yet I’m intrigued by this.
“Why are you telling me this?” I ask.
“Because you’re our new roommate,” Lia says. “And you’ll have anaceassigned to you soon enough. To break you in.”
“By the way, I’m Naya,” the other girl says.
She smiles at me like everything is normal.
She has dark skin, chocolate eyes, and I can tell her black hair has natural curls even though it’s pulled up into a bun. These two are gorgeous girls.
“You’re here to be fucked, chosen, rejected, used, and passed around,” Naya says. “With the ultimate goal of someone eventually claiming you for marriage and then your life will be just fine.”
“If you can’t sleep tonight, we have something for you to take,” Lia offers. “It’s the kind of stuff youracewill eventually want you to take so he can enjoy you while you sleep. Now that’s something nobody can ever prepare you for.”
“Wait, are you talking about—”