Chapitre 3: chapter 3
I slowly opened my eyes feeling myself waking up.
I tried to look around to see where i was.
I could tell i was in a moving car and it was a bumpy ride but i couldn't see.
It took an entire minute to realize i had a bag over my head.
I wanted to remove it but i couldn't move my hands.
They were tied behind my back.
I remembered what happened at the bathroom and how three men attacked me and made me go unconscious.
It must be them..
I'm being kidnapped.
The one time, the only time i get to be a little free, the one time I get to not be surrounded by bodyguards, I get kidnapped.
In that panic i decided to scream hoping it would save me.
But my screams ended up being very silent, when i realized i had a gag in my mouth.
I started kicking, moving, trying to do anything with my body.
I needed to leave this car.
I started turning my head round and round trying to find away to lift the bag.
Trying to scream even if it wasn't a loud one.
"Looks like princess is up!" I heard a man's voice.
"She keeps kicking my seat. Get her to stop!" Another man's voice said.
A manly hand next to me held me tightly as the other went to neck stopping me from turning my head.
"If you don't want to die little girl, I would advice you to stay still." He whispered in my ear. Warning me with his tone.
I got scared. Who knew if it was just a threat or this strangers would actually kill me.
I stopped struggling.
"That's right. You're so smart... Don't try anything. Be very quiet. Very still. Very calm."
I felt his hand that was on my neck rubbing my thighs feeling my skin.
I was so uncomfortable. A stranger touching me like that.
The one thing in my head was that they were going to gang rape me.
Why else was he feeling my body like that?
I was in a knee high dress so he was had direct skin contact.
I tried to move my legs away from his touch but i was pressed hard on the car walls to even move.
"Sin you should wait until we get her to the hideout. She is all yours anyway." Someone said.
I was his? Someone called Sin?
"Yeah, I don't want to see you fucking someone.. We're not that close."
I heard them burst out laughing.
So they were really going to rape me?
They said I was for this man touching me.
So maybe not gang rape.
Maybe they got me as a sex slave to this man.
Oh god my parents were right. Why did i think they were overprotective?
Now look where I ended up in the first time I went to a public restroom without a bodyguard or four waiting for me outside.
Tears fell off my face imagining what was going to happen when the car stopped.
The man just kept touching me without a care.
Feeling my thighs, pushing my dress a little higher.
Pushing me against the wall with his body.
He was so close to me. His other hand on my waist rubbing that part too.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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