Kane stood outside waiting to talk  to the prospect that had been put in charge of watching the house in town. He had been surprised  when he found the car empty and was a little worried that something had happened in the middle of the night. He looked up in surprise when he saw the prospect exit the house. Something about him leaving her home early in the morning didn’t sit right with him.  “What were you doing inside?” Kane asked when the prospect stood in front of him.  “She made me, man.” He said, shrugging.  “She made you? How the fuck did she do that?” Kane asked, frowning.  “I think she’s known for a while that we were watching her.” The prospect said.  “How the heck?” Kane mumbl

A/N: There is a scene with severe violence in this chapter. Look for the ****** if you want to skip ahead. However, there is important information divulged.   Kane shrugged before going to do as she said. He came back with a frown on his face which she took to mean that the prospect was nowhere in sight. Bridgette sighed and then smiled. Sammy wouldn’t be walking into a bloody scene which left Bridgette free to do as she pleased for a few moments. Bridgette grabbed  her hunting knife from the dining table and ran a finger across the blade, smiling at its sharpness. She ignored the mild sting as it bit into her flesh. She held her finger up for the other woman to see. The whole time that same sweet smile was on her lips. ******** “Well, looks like you won't mind missing the

Ginny relished in the memories or her niece being raped and beaten repeatedly. Even now she felt herself growing wetter and wetter by the second as her frazzled mind took her back to the past. Took her back to the times where they would beat the young woman and then take her like a bitch in heat. Kane stood there in shock as he stared at the woman before him. She had to be the most disgusting person he had ever met in his entire life. He saw her wiggling and trying to relieve the ache between her thighs. His stomach turned with nausea. “I let them take me.” She whispered, turning to look at Kane with glassy eyes. “I let them take me, all of me, as they raped her. I’d never been so turned on in my life. I’ll let you take me too. All you have to do is help me escape.” 

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Bernard Shaw paced back and forth in his office. It had been weeks since he and Digger had heard a single word from her. He was beyond angry. His rage was already at its limit with both Fabian and Digger failing to find his little runaway. Now Ginny was missing. It wasn’t like Ginny to disappear without a word. He wondered if something had happened to her or if she had run out of fear of what her failure would cost her.  Bernard knew that he wasn’t a nice man nor did he have the illusion that he was easy to get along with. No. He knew for a fact that people feared and loathed him. It was something that he relished in. He savored their fear like an aphrodisiac and enjoyed the high he got from grown men cowering in front of him like children who had been scolded unnecessarily by a domineering figurehead. He would often relish in their tears as they begged for their pathetic and worthless lives. The she