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“I’ve enjoyed stripping you. The warden may not allow me to fuck you, but I can take my time with the... cleansing.” He gestured to the guards. “Having them watch makes it even better. They’re the ones in charge here—but I’m the one who gets to touch you.” His voice dropped to an intimate whisper that made me shudder. “Fondle you.”

Rigo moved to the end of the table and manipulated a lever underneath it. The portion of the table under my lower half split, spreading my legs wide apart. He reached for a pair of cables hanging from the ceiling, pulled them down, and clipped one to each of the stirrups strapped around my ankles. I heard the whine of a motor and the cables retracted, pulling the stirrups up high enough to lift my legs and then my hips off the table.

He brought his face close to mine and his grin became a leer. “And now comes my favorite part of the cleansing.I’mthe one in charge from here on. You’re naked in front of all of us, tied down and helpless.” He gestured to the guards. “And they have to stand here and watch while I get to shove my fingers in your pussy—and up your tight little ass.”






Chapter Ten

Ree

I did fight then. Bucking and twisting, yanking on the restraints around my wrists, pulling my knees back as far as I could and trying to kick him. Cursing all the while.

Rigo beamed. “I like a fiery lass! So often the ones I played with laid there like they were dead.” He winked at the guard on my left. “Of course, by the time I got to this part, sometimes theyweredead.” Laughing uproariously, he stepped between my thighs, knife outstretched.

The laughter stopped. His voice hardened. “Time to behave yourself. You wouldn’t want to make me slip.”

I froze. He ran the back of the knife blade along the inside of my thigh. Then, with another flick of his wrist, he sliced through the narrow band covering my pussy. The fabric fell away, taking with it the last shreds of my dignity.

Though it hadn’t provided much cover, without that last scrap of cloth I felt horribly vulnerable. In all the time I’d been a fugitive, at least I was free. And with the alien, being tied up triggered wild sexual urges that overrode any fear I had of him. Now, naked and helpless, I came face to face with the truth.

I was a prisoner. A captive in a world far more savage than any jungle, where humans were the predators—and I was now the prey.

I screwed my eyes shut when Rigo spread the lips of my pussy apart under the merciless white lights. Touching me with his rough hands, pulling back the hood over my clit to inspect it. I clenched my muscles but couldn’t stop him from shoving a finger inside me.

He shook his head. “Dry. Needs more stimulation.”

He reached up and squeezed my nipple again, pinching it hard. A jolt ran from there down to my belly, and my pussy clenched around his invading finger.

“Yes, that’s better,” he crooned, moving his other hand from my breast to my clit. He began stroking it between finger and thumb and I shuddered as it swelled and started throbbing. “Now you’re getting nice and wet for me.” He slid his finger in and out. I tried to shut down but he knew how to draw a response from a female body.

Still massaging my clit, he took his finger out of my pussy and moved it lower. Spreading the slick juices of my arousal around the tight rim of my anus. I gasped when he shoved the finger in.

“Oooh, she’s tight,” he squealed, his voice rising an octave. He sounded exactly like a teenage girl.

A chill ran through me. One minute I had a medical technician examining me, the next minute a serial killer spilling his secrets. Rigo wasn’t just a murderer. His personality changes screamed insanity.

“Let’s see how many she can take,” he said, this time in a low growl.

He worked a second finger into my rear passage. I gritted my teeth to keep from crying out. On either side of me, the guards were breathing heavily. Rigo closed his eyes and started grunting, rocking his pelvis against the metal table while he fingered me. Finally one of the guards spoke up.

“All right, that’s enough, you cretin. Get on with the cleansing.”

Get on with the cleansing? Oh, gods, what else was there?

I found out a moment later.


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