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.
Bernard stood over Lolla’s dead body. Under normal circumstances he would have already had her body discarded but something about defiling her corpse appealed to him. He had ordered the club not to disturb him and to stay out of this room. He knew that the stench of death was starting to fill the room. He inhaled it and stroked his cock as he thought about how she had taken her last breath. It had been a gurgling squeal as she choked on her blood. Her stomach had been opened and instead of just showing her her own insides he had cut open her uterus and watched as his cum entered her womb. It had been exhilarating and he could feel himself growing excited over the thought of watching his cum fill her repeatedly again. His madness had risen to an all time high and he was completely out of control. However, there were a few things he had noticed. He was beginning to lose interest. Yes, the thought of watching his cum fill her uterus again was excit
“Kill me. End this.” Magdalena pleaded, unable to stand much more.“Hmmmm…. No. You’ll die soon anyway. I’m quite certain that you never once cared about who you hurt. Why should I care about you?” Margo growled, sawing the knife back and forth in an upward motion.“Please.” She whispered, pleading for mercy.“Did you have mercy on your victims? Did you make their death quick and painless?” She demanded, yanking her head backwards painfully.“No.” Magdalena whispered, as tears trailed down her cheeks. “Bernard was right about one thing though.”“What was that?” Margo whispered.
Magdalena grunted as she sat up from her cot. Her empty stomach rumbled painfully as she struggled to stand. Her legs trembled and her empty stomach turned as she tried to take a deep breath to stave off the nausea that threatened to overwhelm her. Her throat was painfully dry as she felt her stomach turn once again. Her legs wobbled as she tried to maneuver with the chains weighing her down. She stumbled over to the toilet just in time to dry heave into the toilet filling it with bile and stomach acid. It burned her throat and the taste had her hugging the toilet as if her very life depended on it.“You know, you could end this easily.” Maribell said, glaring at her with hostility.“What makes you think that I would ever-”“Because you’re going
A/N: This chapter contains scenes of graphic violence. I'll mark the chapter as always so those that can't handle it are able to skip ahead. As always look for the *****When Magdalena came to she felt groggy and her head felt heavy. She sat up and pushed her hair out of her face, frowning when the chains clinked in response to her movements reminding her once again that she was stuck chained up in some random place. She frowned at the tenderness in her arm and the white bandage. She removed it after some time and glared down at the puncture wound on her arm.“What the hell.” She growled, anger swimming in her veins even as her stomach growled, letting her know that she was still hungry.“Oh you’re awake.” A voice said, causing her to turn her head
Bernard groaned after emptying himself in his fourth whore for the day. This one was different though. If he remembered correctly, she had been with the spy he had placed in the Devil’s Knights ranks. She laid there panting, accepting whatever he wanted to do to her. Someone, and he had an idea who, had already broken her. She completely gave in to whatever he desired and had enjoyed it. He smirked as he stared down at her sweat and blood soaked naked body. She had cuts littering her body where he had sliced her skin with his knife. Whatever Magdalena had done, had worked wonders. Then again women like this were a dime a dozen and succumbed easily when their life was threatened.She sighed and stretched lazily. Her body was sore from having been used by Bernard. When he left the room finally having satisfied his more basic needs, Lolla sat up and frowned down at her body. She would need someone
Maribell frowned as she held Aoife in her arms. Her little girl nuzzled her neck as she slumbered in her mother’s arms. She needed all of this to end and fast. Her little girl didn’t need all of this hanging over her head. She had done nothing wrong and deserved to live a full life. She had grown over the months and was trying to explore the world around her. Being stuck in this place had to have been hard on her.“Are you okay?” Dex asked, coming into the room the three of them shared.“Yeah. I’m just worried that all of this will keep her from being able to live her life to the fullest.” Maribell whispered.“We’ll end it before that ever happens.” Dex whispered, kissing her forehead before sitting down next to them.