CHAPTER VII

When I try to fight my captor's hold, it tightens. The half moon provides dim light giving me a peak on the silhouette.

Huge and tall with shoulder length hair. Who is this person? Suddenly noises come from behind us. A bright light from a torch evades my eyes making me squint them painfully. Two other figures emanate from behind me helping my captor. I can't fight them, they are stronger.

"Look what we have here." A gruff voice says against my cheek. He sniffs my hair the act disgusting. He puts off the torch before I can make him out.

"Please let me go." I beg.

"Not so fast beautiful. We are just starting." he sniffs my clothes this time. His disgusting cheap cigar breath mixed with alcohol makes me want to puke. I kick him in the nuts. I regret my decision when I am held to the ground by the two other men.

My ribs are hurting with the way they are holding me down. My hands are bruised from fighting against them.

I shout pleading to them to let me go but they raise me to my feet so I can face the man I assume is their boss. The one whose balls I just busted.

"Let me go please." I whimper helplessly.

Before I can say anything again, his fist meets my jaw making me bite my tongue in the process. It fucking hurts. I yelp in pain.

"Keep it down slut." The man on my left cruelly commands.

"Do you know the Whitrows? You smell like those idiots." The man on my right sniffs my hair tracing my cleavage.

"I don't know them, leave me alone please."

I fight against their hands restraining me but it's all in vain. It causes my body to hurt the more.

"I am losing my patience here baby. Better open your m..." I spit at his face.

I am terrified with the scowl on his face. I think I just woke up the lion.

Before I get time to regret what I have done, another hard fist meets my jaw again. The pain is unbelievable. I taste rust in my mouth.

"Do anything stupid again and it won't be my fist." their boss threatens.

"Boss, what should we do with her? Shouldn't we take her to the temptress?" The man on my left asks.

Temptress

"Shut up! The temptress can fuck herself. I think this bitch needs a lesson. What do you say we have a party boys?"

This is my end. These men are planning on gang raping me. It's very obvious with the way they are staring at me like I am a piece of meat.

I regret my decision of running away immediately. No one is going to save me now. I am so stupid

I fight with all my might if it's what is left of me. I would rather die than being gang raped. They are stronger and before I know, I am trapped against a tree with three greedy men in front of me. Their boss attacks my neck with his disgusting sloppy kisses. I am going to pass out from this cruelty.

I am shouting at the top of my voice for help while I plead for them to leave me but the man continues his assault muffling my cries of help with his hand. His filthy hands are on my ass while the others giggle and hooray enjoying the show.

I kick, scream but I have no hope. I am suffocating with this man's filthy hands on my body.

Somebody help me.

"Can someone make the bitch stop shouting? It is annoying." he orders his hands moving to my exposed thighs.

I am gagged by a cloth and I can't do anything about it.

"Stay put bitch before I hit you again." he orders but I continue my fight.

I won't allow this to happen to me. The tears flowing from my eyes are unstoppable.

"We are going to teach the Whitrows a lesson." they laugh disgustedly.

"You like that huh?" The guy on my left smirks when he touches my breast. I stamp his feet in return.

"Bitch. I am going to teach you a lesson." he sneers hiking my dress in a second.

When the guy on my right brings out a gun, my soul leaves my body for a second. I have never been scared in my life like I am right now.

Who knew this is how my life would end? Their boss glides his fingers against my inner thigh. When I feel his fingers on top of my panties, I want to pass out. I can think of a thousand ways my end is going to get down. Are they going to rape me and then dispose off my body after putting a bullet in my head?

Hearing his deep pants against my neck, I close my eyes not wanting to see this immoral man taking advantage of my body.