“Boss, I’m sorry to interrupt you, but we’re being attacked.

Is someone here to save me? To stop this madman from hurting me? The sound of a door opening fills the room, and I crane my neck in the direction of the noise. His smile of terror burns into my mind as he reaches for me, spreading my legs wider. I shake my head, wanting to escape this nightmare so badly, hoping maybe he'll actually shoot me. I guess it depends on how much you can handle?” In fact, maybe you’ll get lucky and I’ll like you. You’ll need them if you have any hope of surviving this. “Save your tears for when I’m fucking you. I can’t stop the tears from escaping my eyes. She’ll be broken, and I’ll never get the chance to save her. My baby sister will be sold, raped, and passed around by men. A place you’d have went had I not wanted a taste of you myself.” She’ll be auctioned off to the highest bidder at one of the most prestigious auctions. “Can you tell me where she is? What will happen to her?” if you’re going to do this…” My heart cracks down the middle, part of my spirit leaking out into this horrible room. “If she’s lucky, she’s dead, right where you’ll be when I get done with you.” He can give me the answers I desperately seek. “Where is my sister?” If he’s going to do this, if he’s going to hurt me, then the least he can do is tell me what I came here for. “I’m going to enjoy your cries, and begging…” I can see the smile on his lips, even with my eyes closed. His fingers move from my clit, and I hear the sound of him undoing his belt. “I’m going to fuck you till you bleed,” he growls. This is my punishment, all for searching for my sister… for wanting to find my only family. Pain explodes across my cheek, radiating from my jaw and upward. “Open your fucking eyes, you little bitch.” I can feel spit clinging to my face, but I keep my eyes closed anyway. He can use my body however he pleases, but he cannot make me do anything. I don’t want to feel his fingers on my skin, and yet I know for the rest of my life, I’ll never forget this nightmarish moment. He smells of smoke and whiskey, and I just want to escape this… escape him.Īir fills my lungs, but I refuse to release it. “Your skin is soft… softer than I expected.”Ī sob escapes my lips, and I squeeze my eyelids shut.

The thought of knowing my first time will be taken from me by this vile bastard sinks deep into my soul. Using two fingers, he circles over the most sensitive part of me. I sink deep inside my head, trying to think about anything but the monster touching me. I clench my jaw and turn my face away from him. Bile rises in my throat when he gets to my barely covered pussy.

When he reaches my upper thigh, he moves his hand closer to the inside of my leg.

Getting Lucky by J.L. Beck