Page 64 of Heart Sick

Three men in suits stop when they see me, whispering to themselves as they blatantly check me out. I hate that I have to play this game, but I don’t have a choice. I need to get out of here, and fast.

“Hey, need a ride?” one of them says.

I don’t feel safe getting into a car with them, but as the rain gets heavier, I’m running out of options.

“I sure would, handsome,” I say, laying on the charm.

He grins at his stupid friends like I’m some airhead who’s looking for a good time. The only good time will be when I steal their car. But first, I need to act the part because this will lower their guard. And that’s the time when I can strike.

When I see a frantic orderly up ahead, I quickly dive into the man’s side, pretending to use his trench coat as protection from the rain as I open it up and wrap it around me.

“I’ve got you, little lady,” he says, huddling close.

His heavy-handed aftershave makes me want to puke. But I smile up at him.

“Let’s go then.”

The three men look like all their Christmases have come at once as they thankfully walk in the other direction of the orderly. I don’t relax, however, because to dodge one predator, I’ve just willingly stepped into the lair of three wolves.

Our pace quickens as the rain gets heavier. The fat raindrops impede my vision, and I follow blindly, but when we turn down a narrow alleyway, I know the car isn’t parked here.

I dig in my heels, but the man forces me forward, as do the two other men who are at my back. “Shh, shh. It’s a shortcut,” he assures me, his black eyes sending a chill through me.

I need to think fast because I know what they plan on doing. I’m in a dirty alley; there has to be a weapon.

The man shoves me face-first against the brick wall, caging me in as he presses his chest to my back. I don’t fight him. I need to save my energy.

“Don’t rough her up too much, Bosco. We want some too,” says one of the men.

I plan on making each one pay, but first, I switch off to Bosco, running his hands over my back and ass, and focus on finding a weapon. The rain pours down around us, but it’s not a deterrent for Bosco, who yanks up the hem of my dress.

I’m desperate now because I know I have three seconds until he takes something from me against my will.

“The brick by your feet.”

A voice suddenly comes out of nowhere, startling me because it’s familiar—I just don’t know who it belongs to. I trust it nonetheless and look at the ground. Lo and behold, there is a brick like the voice said.

Bosco rubs his erection over my ass, but I reach out behind me. “Baby, let me take care of you. Let me suck that big cock of yours. I’ll let your friends watch,” I add because he won’t be able to say no. “Then we can all have fun together.”

The gang bang suggestion is the clincher and Bosco thankfully lets me go. I don’t waste a second and turn, dropping to my knees because I can’t risk them seeing the brick. I peer up at Bosco, licking my lips with intent.

His friends slap him on the back, but they’re all going down. “Don’t be shy.”

I lower the collar of my dress, exposing my white lace bra, which is now see-through thanks to the rain. My nipples are erect because it’s cold, which makes these assholes putty in my hands as they do as I say.

They lower their zippers and take out their hard cocks. I want to gag, but I know what I have to do. Bosco begins pumping his dick, the rain sloshing in time with the rhythm. I lean forward and take him into my mouth, sucking deeply.

An elated cry leaves him. He grabs the back of my head and forces me deeper onto his dick. He hits the back of my throat, and my gag reflex screams at me, but I keep going. The other men commence jerking off, watching me as I blow their friend, clueless to the fact as I discreetly reach for the brick to my left.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Take daddy deep.”

Everything about this bastard makes me sick, but I force myself to continue because in just a few seconds, these morons are going to be lost to the throes of passion which is when I’ll strike. The moment my fingers brush over the brick, I clench it in my hand.

I pull back from Bosco’s cock and peer up at him as I bite down—hard.

I take great pleasure in seeing him turn a lovely shade of red, white, then green when I bite down harder, so hard, I taste blood. He’s winded, so not a word escapes him, which allows me to jump up and smash one of the assholes in the face with the brick.

Before his friend has any idea what I’ve done, I slam the brick into his erection, laughing maniacally when I hear his dick squish under impact. He drops to his knees, howling, while his friend cups his bleeding nose. Bosco is on his side, clutching his bleeding dick, but it’s not enough, so I kick him in the face.

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