Page 7 of Call Sign: Thunder
He grinned, clearly pleased with her new cooperation. "Very good. I see you can be trained." His eyes didn't leave hers, but his words were meant for the man next to him. "She is perfect. I could have so much fun with her and she could make me a fortune at my events. Surely you can see how rare this opportunity is. She is more valuable than any ransom her father will pay."
Not call for a ransom? They have to call for a ransom. How else will I get home?
The shorter man grumbled. "Her father is a man in power. We do not need the trouble she will bring to our doorstep if she is not returned."
It was easy to see the agitation on the taller brother's face. His brother continued, unaffected by his brewing anger. "You have dozens of women to choose from."
"I will have her before she goes. Her pale skin marks beautifully and I have several clients who will appreciate tasting forbidden treats before she is returned."
The elder brother sighed, rubbing his temples as if deep in thought. A full minute later he answered his brother. "Fine. We will set the exchange for the future to give you time to play with her, but on one condition."
The men tore their eyes off her to look at each other again. The shorter of the two spoke with passion. "She tests the new drug I've been developing. It's almost ready for production. I've tested it on willing participants with some success, but as the next generation date rape drug, we need to measure its impact on an unwilling victim or two."
It took all of her self-control to hold in the scream forming from deep within. She needed to get the hell out of here before they started their frankensteinish experiments. She had no idea what the drugs would do to her, but she didn't intend to stick around to find out.
Allison struggled against the ropes wrapped around her wrists and ankles, frantic to break free. The men had turned back toward her. The taller took another drag on his cigar, his eyes turning almost black as undisguised lust overtook his handsome face before he spoke.
"Fine, you have one day for your experiments and then she's mine until she is returned to her father after I've broken her in. And..." he paused before grinning. "I get to watch."
His brother beside him chuckled. "You always were a sadistic bastard, Ricardo."
His eyes never left her body as he answered, "Says the man who develops drugs that incapacitate women for the sole purpose of rendering them helpless to fend off rapists. You're a real prince, Carlos."
Allie had to risk it. She wanted to go home now. "Please... call my father. He will pay you whatever you want."
Ricardo answered after his next tug on his cigar. "Sí. I'm sure he will, but since I'm already a rich man, I'm afraid money is not what I desire most right now. You will go home when I allow it and not before." He raised his gaze to the unseen man behind her. "Again."
The newest line of fire wrenched a fresh scream from deep inside. Tears turned to sobs as Allie lost the fragile hold she had on hope, tumbling into panicked despair. She was helpless to stop them when she felt hands on her body, pulling and ripping her thin cotton sundress from hem to collar, exposing her back to the humid Colombian air in the warehouse.
As much as she hated the pain settling in her ass, the feel of calloused hands touching her body as they ripped her panties from her filled her with dread. She fought to move away from her captors until two sets of hands, one at her head, the other her feet, pressed her hard against the unforgiving wooden table she was laid upon.
Only when she felt the metal of a blade against her skin did she freeze. The sharp blade made fast work of slicing through her bra straps, baring the final narrow strip of skin it had been protecting.
Her body was now bare to their gaze... and so much more. She had no idea how many men were present. She wasn't even sure if it mattered any more. All that mattered in that moment was making the fire stop burning across her ass. The pain consumed her.
The tallest man squatted down next to the table, bringing his hungry gaze even with her. As if he had all the time in the world, he drew slow drags from his cigar, exhaling his smoke directly in her face.
"No one fucks her but me," he finally announced.
Allison couldn't see his brother behind him, but she heard the frustration in his voice. "Don't be ridiculous. I'm following my testing protocols and that calls for fucking. Lots of fucking."
Ricardo finished his next drag before answering his brother. "So use the many tools at your disposal, but no one's dick goes inside her but mine. These are my rules."
"Since when do you keep an asset for yourself?"
"Since today."
"Suit yourself. It won't impact my tests."
Allie closed her eyes, attempting to shut out the horror, but there was no stopping the soundtrack of her situation.
"Trae en la silla de examen médico." For the first time she wished her Spanish was worse than it was. Then maybe she wouldn't know that the older brother had ordered one of the men to bring in a medical chair. She wasn't sure what that was, but under the circumstances, she knew it was bad.
She squeezed her eyes tighter at the first tender touch to stroke the lines of fire across her ass. She got the impression he was admiring the welts that had to surely be rising from her punished bottom.
The older brother tried to control the scene. "Save that for later, brother. I suggest we restrain her and retire. There is no reason to hurry. We can resume tomorrow after getting some rest."
"No. We continue now."
