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Instead, she pulled the blankets close and curled up, wiping away tears. She lay there awake, too afraid to sleep or move around too much. Her mind kept going back to those brief strokes of bliss and she wondered if it would begin to be that way from now on. She’d heard enough talk, read enough books, and seen enough movies to know that sex was good after the first time… but she hadn’t expected it to feel good while he was forcing himself on her. There was something inherently wrong with that, somehow. Her body shouldn’t be allowed to betray her that way, should it?

She reasoned that it was just reacting to stimuli, and just because it felt good didn’t mean she was giving in somehow. Shewas giving him nothing! He was a sadistic pig, and she would find a way to ensure he got his. Him and all his little gangbanger friends.

Even Davon?

Yeah… even Davon.

He had her mom put in some state facility with overworked and underpaid employees who didn’t give a shit about anyone. It was better than starving to death and dying alone, but only barely. She would still think Sailor had abandoned her.

Turning over, she cried into her pillow, anguish taking over all of her anger.

Chapter 11

“You loudmouth cunt, TAKE IT!” Geo screamed in her ear, ramming his hips into her as he thrust violently, over and over again.

Sailor screamed again, the metal of the bed of the SUV cutting into her hips, the rough carpet burning her shoulder and cheek as he held her down.

“Stupid BITCH!” a faceless man yelled, getting in her face, then landing a blow on her cheekbone that made her scream again.

“This shit is fucking tight!” Geo groaned, then shoved into her and came, filling her with cum as he let out a sigh of satisfaction.

“I got next!” a man laughed darkly, yanking her head back by her hair before spitting in her face.

“We ain’t got time for that shit,” Geo grunted, “I ought to let them slit your fucking throat, bitch! Be glad that was a good nut!” he told her, then yanked her off the bed of his SUV and let her fall to the ground as he stepped back to fasten his pants.

Sailor cried out, then screamed as a boot landed hard on her hip, then another on her shoulder.

Sitting up, Sailor panted and looked around at the pitch-black room, flailing around her. Disorientation lasted only a moment as the dream faded. The memory.

Sobs welled up, and she managed to get to her feet, hugging a blanket around her as she sobbed and paced. She couldn’t lay down, she might fall asleep again.

With sleep came dreams. Memories.

It didn’t matter that she was in a living nightmare, the original nightmare seemed to be worse.

When Mig opened the door in the morning, she was sitting at the little table, huddled in on herself and shivering.

“Shower,” he barked.

It didn’t take her long to clean up, but she stayed under the hot water, trying to let it work on the knots in her shoulders and back.

It didn’t help.

When she returned to her room, clothes were laid out for her.

Not a dress like she’d assumed, but more yoga pants and a hoodie that was way too big on her.

She didn’t care, it was warm! They kept this place far too cold, and she was freezing.

Mig led her out to Geo, and he glanced up at her only momentarily as she approached. He was listening to another man talking. Mig stopped her halfway across the room and didn’t move closer until the other man left with a nod at Geo.

Geo stood as she got close, looking her over. “Why ain’t you sleepin’?” he demanded.

“I… I did?”

He snorted, then pulled out his phone. Hitting something, pulling up a video, he hit another button to speed it up, then showed it to her.

She watched herself lay in bed in the room, a night vision camera showing the shine of her open eyes. They closed for a moment, then she was screaming and jerking, then sitting up. She paced for several hours, then sat in the chair and rocked until she went still.

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