Page 15 of Room Eighteen: My Pain, Their Pleasure

I nod my head shakily. As if I have another choice? I’m not keen on dying. Not today. Not yet.

“I knew you’d see it our way.” Our way, it reverberates through me. Whatever is over my head starts to tug upward as the man hisses with reverence and cunning, “Pet.”

I blink a few times, my fear making my vision blurry even without the covering. The moment my surroundings come into focus, everything in me wants to scream like a fucking banshee. I want to punch and kick and bite.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I snarl, “How fucking dare you abduct me off the street. You could have just asked.”

I glare at Cameron who is sitting next to me, wishing real daggers were being thrown from my eyes. I can read the words in his eyes as clear as fucking day. They sing through my veins and make me hornier.

Fuck consent when it comes to you, Jessa.

I get no response from the three men. I didn’t really expect to get one. Fucking hell.

I try and soften my voice, but there’s still an edge of steel there I know is only going to get me in trouble, but I can’t make myself care because I want to push. I want to push them to their limits like they’re doing to me. “Where are you taking me?”

Aiden turns toward me from his seat upfront on the passenger side and winks. “We’re taking you someplace where we can help you explore all of your darkest fantasies, pet,” his voice is a singsong, as if he’s saying we’re going to go mini-fucking-golfing.

Cameron’s voice is dangerous, “You will be the picture of compliance and consent,” he sneers the word at me, “when we walk in. Do you understand?”

I look at him out of the corner of my eye, giving him a barely perceptible nod. It’s about all I can give him right now. I’m still scared for my fucking life and having a difficult time processing the last few minutes.

I cross my arms and sit back in my seat, pouting with all the petulance I can muster. I catch Brooks’ eyes in the rearview mirror and he barks out a laugh at whatever he sees there.

“It’s going to be so much fun breaking you, Jessa,” he groans and reaches down into his lap and I can only imagine he’s adjusting his cock as a shiver works its way down my spine.

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