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“Oh, you know how they killed my girl.”

“Yes.”

“They took me to another girl. A young one. They wanted me to rape her. To take her virginity and I refused. Even as they kept on beating me, I wouldn’t do it. She didn’t look a day over sixteen. I’ve got to live with this shit.” Dave let out a little sob. “They … raped her. all six men, one by one, and made me watch. Made me see them take that innocence from her eyes, destroy her soul, and then, they slit her throat, right there in front of me.” With the chains around his wrists, he pointed at his eye. “They took my eye as well. My time is nearly done here. When they start taking parts of you, they get you ready for the snuff.”

Noah realized it was swollen shut. “Your eye is gone.”

“Yeah. Which one’s your girl?”

Noah looked toward the wheel. They were spinning the girls around as if it was some kind of game.

He nodded. “The long-haired brunette.” She was the only woman on that dial with long hair.

“Brace yourself for what is about to come, Noah. It’s not going to be pretty.”

“What is about to come?”

“They’re going to take their turns, make you watch, and if you say anything, they take it out on them. If you cause a problem, they’re the ones that get hurt.”

Noah didn’t like this. He watched as Mitch stepped away from the dial. The other men were stripping down their clothes as he moved toward him.

“Hello, Noah, how’s the asshole?” Mitch asked.

“Fuck you.”

Mitch laughed. “That’s okay.” He looked behind him at Skye. “I’ve got first dibs on that sweet cunt. She was one of the few virgins here. Shame I didn’t decide to break her in myself. Her mouth is a fucking dream, isn’t it?”

“You stay away from her.”

“I can’t do that. You see this is a game, and we all get a turn right now. It’s how we all stay sane and don’t fuck every single prisoner. That’s what you all are, Noah. You’re all prisoners here. You’re all fucking weak. You’re not getting out. You can talk about it all you want, the life you’re going to have when you leave, but no one escapes here. No one gets out alive. The only way out of here is in a body bag, or in pieces. That’s what good old Dave is doing. His wife is feeding our dogs right now.”

Dave rattled his chains, looking so fucking angry. “You piece of shit. One day, mark my words, you’re going to pay for what you’ve done.”

“I’m invincible. Nothing is going to happen to me.” He stepped back and winked at Noah. “Try anything and I’ll take it out on her sweet skin.”

“Don’t do anything stupid, Noah. Mitch is the worst of them all. At least you know your friend and have someone from your past.”

“Skye wasn’t mine,” Noah said.

“What?”

“She wasn’t my girlfriend or even my friend, and we weren’t even dating. She was my study partner.” And he’d been trying to get her to do his work for him so he could spend his time fucking Bianca, the cheerleader with the magical lips when it came to sucking cock.

Shame flooded him.

If he’d not asked her to meet him down by the river, this wouldn’t have happened. They wouldn’t have been alone, and they certainly wouldn’t have been meeting in secret so no one knew where they were.

This was all happening because of him.

“The way you look at her now, I’d say she’s become more to you than just a mere study partner.”

“Right now, she’s my reason for living.”

Music filled the room, hard, heavy metal music. Noah glanced around the room, and then he heard the feminine scream.

One by one, the men pulled the women to the edge of the dial. It had been locked into place so it wouldn’t move.

He looked toward Skye.


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