Margo stepped out of her cabin and into the cold evening air as she got ready to see who needed to be rescued first from his cells. She had one week left before he sent a group of girls to the Island. With her hair pulled back into a ponytail she pulled a black baseball cap on top of her head. She slung a black backpack over her shoulder and then walked to her car.
After a thirty minute drive she parked on the side of a dirt road and then climbed out of her car. She locked it up and then after looking both ways crossed the street and into the woods. She stepped past a barbed wire fence and then made the two hour trek to Bernard’s compound. She hung back in the woods waiting for a shift change as the sun’s final rays descended into the darkness.
Margo watched with bated breath as the men began to move. She knew the routine well and knew that it would be changed again in two days. She slipped between the shed and another outbuilding and paused as she listened for approaching footsteps. When she heard nothing she slipped into the shed where the hidden door for the cells were. She paused for a moment letting the darkness wash over her. The scent of human waste and blood assaulted her nostrils as she tried to push aside her memories of the horrible place. She silently walked down the hall between the cells, looking inside as she snapped pictures of the people in the cells. She frowned when she saw the number of children in the cells.
“Fuck off!” A voice growled when she looked in the cells.
Margo chuckled when she heard those words. She figured that the young woman must be new to the place because very few people acted that way when they were there for more than a few days. She stared at the tall young woman who was glaring at her with hatred. Margo waved her over quietly as she stood there.
“What the fuck do you want?” She demanded from her position on the floor.
“How long have you been here?” She asked, looking around.
“A week.” She huffed.
“Hang in there. I’m going to get you out of here.” She said quietly.
“Yeah right. No one gets out of here.” She sighed.
“I did.” Margo said. “I know what happens here. Being here is better than what they have planned for you next.”
“What?” She whispered wide eyed, crawling closer to the bars.
“I was here for five years and I escaped. I’m going to do what I can to get as many people out of here.” Margo whispered.
“You can get us out?” She asked, looking back at the little girl who shared her cell.
“I’m going to do my best. Just hang in there for a bit longer.” She said softly. “I can’t stay much longer but I’ll do my best.”
“Thank you…wait! What's your name?” She asked as she went to turn away.
“Margo. Your’s?” Margo asked, looking back at her.
“Maribell. Please... help us.” She whispered tearfully.
“Is there anyone that would be looking for you?” Margo whispered.
“No… I’m pretty sure that my mom sold me....” She whispered.
“I’ll be back with help next time.” Margo said, running back to the front of the building even as her heart broke for the young woman.
Margo slipped out of the shed and back into the shadows just in time to avoid being spotted by the guards arriving for their shift. She leaned against the wall and caught her breath. Her hands and legs shook as she took in a breath of fresh air. She stepped away from the wall and began to make her way back to the woods. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her and was almost to the woods when she heard a guard approaching from her right. Her eyes widened as she realized that she was in danger of being spotted. She ducked down behind a low hedge trying to keep from falling forward. Margo crouched watching from her hiding spot as the guard peered into the darkness.
“I swear I thought I saw something over here.” He murmured, looking around as he moved his flashlight here and there.
Margo held her breath as she watched him from where she was hunkered down praying that he wouldn’t find her. When his steps carried him away further from her hiding spot she leaned against the hedge and sighed softly. She peered back up clocking his steps and darted to her left. Once he was far enough away she sprinted towards the woods and ducked behind a large boulder seconds before he shined his light on her. Margo stayed low to the ground as she waited for him to pass.
Margo sagged against the boulder in relief when he walked away from where she was hiding. After calming her racing heart she stood up and slipped further into the woods and away from her prison. She walked back to her car and sighed leaning back against her seat. She pushed away the anger and tears before she pulled out her burner phone and turned it on. She dialed Kane’s number and waited for him to pick up.
“Hey. What happened?” Kane asked.
“Hello to you too.” She murmured. “I know you didn’t want me to go there but I did and it’s a good thing I did.”
“What did you find out?” Kane asked.
“The cells are full to bursting. There’s so many children there, Kane. I also came across a young woman. She’s been there for about a week and if her attitude doesn't change and soon they’re going to do worse than they already have.” She sighed.
“He’s keeping children there?” He asked.
“Yeah. I saw five people sharing at least two of the cells.” Margo sighed.
“Alright. I’ll talk to Machine.Did you want to be there for the meeting?” Kane asked.
“I have no choice. I took pictures of the cells. They need to see how bad it really is.” Margo sighed.
“Are you sure? You still haven’t told Joker or Jude that you’re alive.” Kane said.
“I’ll meet up with them tonight.” She said, sighing.
“I’ll let them know then.” Kane said relieved that he wouldn’t have to hide that he knew where she was anymore.
“I’ll see you soon.” Margo said, hanging up the phone.
Kane sighed as he put his phone in his back pocket. He was nervous to find out what Margo had found in Bernard’s cells. He hopped on his motorcycle and revved up the engine. It wasn’t long and he was flying down the road to the club. When he pulled up he saw Joker’s and Jude’s motorcycles parked out front. He parked his bike next to theirs and went inside. He sighed when he saw Machine sitting at the bar with them.“Hey,” he said, walking up to the bar.“Hey, you look like you’re in a better mood.” Machine said. “Did you finally hear from her?”“Yeah. She didn’t listen and went back.” Kane said.“Who?” Joker asked.
“So you’re saying that he’s been selling people to breed?” Machine asked, leaning back in his chair.“Yes.” Margo said, sitting down. “Look, people like Maribell don’t have anyone looking out for them. Her family sold her to Bernard. That’s how a lot of people end up there.”“This is just disgusting.” Jude whispered.“Okay. I get why you went there.” Machine sighed. “I’ll put it to a vote… but I don’t know how many people would be willing to go against a guy that influential.”“Show them the pictures. We all know that if anyone but me went down there you wouldn’t have left them like that. You would have tried to break them out immedia
Maribell sat curled up in the corner of her cell. She heard the doors open announcing the arrival of someone. Her eyes went wide and she quickly moved in front of the little girl that shared her cell, blocking her from view. She didn’t want them touching her. She tensed when she heard footsteps approaching the cell they shared. She hoped and prayed that they would go past her. That they would stop before they saw her. The little girl, who she learned was Cara clung to her back sobbing quietly. Maribell didn’t care that she was brushing against the wounds on her back and held in the groan that wanted to escape as her fresh wounds stung and burned.“Maribell….” Came a singsong voice from outside the cell.She stiffened more when she heard the voice. She knew who it belonged to and glared up at the woman as sh
Margo stood in one of the club rooms staring at her surroundings. She remembered how her father used to tell her about the club and what the rooms were like before he died. Machine and the guys must have made some repairs and cleaned it up because it was nowhere near as ratty as he had made it sound or maybe it was all those years in the cell that were talking.She sighed and sat down. She knew that tomorrow was church and that they would be deciding if they were going to help break them out or if they were on their own. She heaved a frustrated sigh as she thought about the possibility of the others being against taking down Bernard.A knock on her door interrupted her musings. She stood up with a sigh and went to answer the door. She took a hesitant step back when she saw three men standing there. She smiled hesitantly as she looked up at them.&nbs
Kane sighed as he sat at the bar. The club had been lively until Margo had shocked everyone into silence. He sat there sipping his beer trying to control his bubbling anger. He couldn’t believe that they had cornered her like that.“So…” Cinder said as he stood next to Kane awkwardly.“Don’t you even fucking talk to me right now!” Kane roared, shoving away from the bar.“What the hell.” Samurai said, looking between the two of them. “Is that really necessary?”“Yes it fucking is!” Dex said, as he approached the bar with Machine.“Do you boys have any idea how hard that must have been for her? Do you have any idea why s
A/N: So have some steamy content for everyone. Remember if you see **** It's either going to be veryVERY explicit content or extremely graphic violence. SO look for the **** Let me know what you think in the comments!*****Margo moaned and gasped as he ripped purple her bra off. Her head popped up as she stared at him in surprise. He had never done something like that before and she was completely caught off guard. He chuckled and dipped his head down as he took an erect nipple in his mouth and began to lick and suck the hardened nub of flesh.Margo’s head fell back as he rolled her other nipple between his fingers. The stimulation had her panties soaked and moaning with ecstasy. Her back arched as his fingers began to trail down her stomach towards the top of her black
Margo groaned and rolled over. Her entire body ached as she stretched out her stiff muscles. She sighed as she pushed her hair out of her face. The heavy arm draped across her waist wrapped around her tightened and pulled her closer. Margo sighed and snuggled in closer to his chest until she felt an urgent need to go to the bathroom. Margo sighed and then moved his arm off of her. She sat up and tried to stand up but her legs went limp and she fell to the floor. “What the hell?” She mumbled as she tried to stand up. “Are you okay?” He asked laughing as he sat up in bed. “You did this to me.” She mumbled, still struggling to sit up. “Say’s the woman who begged me to fuck her and called me daddy repeatedly.” He said, standing up.
“You think you saved him?” He chuckled, yanking on her hair painfully. “You’ve just prolonged his suffering.”His other hand wrapped tightly around her neck and squeezed, cutting off her oxygen. Maribell’s eyes went wide and she started to struggle in his hold. Her hands clawed wildly at him, eventually making contact with his face. She smirked when she heard him curse in pain. Even as his grip tightened on her neck she aimed for his eyes. He released her when she finally made contact.“Fuck!” He yelled, covering his face with his hands.Maribell staggered away dragging in oxygen greedily as she coughed. She turned around and faced the man that tried to strangle her and a surprising hatred claimed her heart. With cold eyes she walked towards him. Her