"Happy first-anniversary babe." It was midnight, standing at the side of Regina's bed Jason said while looking at the sleeping face of Regina. She heard his voice and opened her eyes slowly.
He slowly brought out a beautiful bouquet of pink roses from behind him.
"Hey babe, thank you so much." With a sleepy face and sleepy voice but with a beautiful smile, she said.
She stood up and took the bouquet from him and left to put it in water in the kitchen. When she came back, Jason was at the door.
"Want something, babe?"
He didn't say anything. He came closer to her, then put his arm around her and pulled her close to him. She reacted to him immediately, and slowly, put her lips on him, it felt so good, just the way it was, when the first time he kissed her.
Then his arms lifted her up from the ground, and he carried her back into their bedroom. He slowly started taking off her clothes starting with her nightgown. When all their clothes were dropped, their naked bodies wrapped around one another. Moments later, he was inside her.
"Jason..." The name of the love of her life escaped from her mouth.
But then harsh reality set in and a thin line of a stream flowed from eyes.
She woke up, but still did not dare to open her eyes.
The last thing she remembered, she was laying on the ground in front of the forest while someone injected something into her body.
'Please be a nightmare.'
Regina was not ready to accept the truth but still, after waiting for few minutes and praying to the god she believed in her difficult times, she opened her eyes.
'Please God, this has to be a nightmare. This can't be true.' While saying that she looked around herself, it was a dark cabin. She immediately closed her eyes tightly again.
"This will go away. It must be a nightmare, I just have to wake up and everything will be back to normal... " Finally, praying for everything to be a nightmare she opened her eyes again.
She was inside a cabin. Looking around herself she found some more women and girls sitting in a distant corner, looking at them some were younger, and some were older than her, some were crying but all of them either had some or most of their clothes torn off and bruises all over them. She noticed there was not a single man among them or in that cabin.
'Jason.' She suddenly remembered Jason. She sat up with a jolt and searched her surroundings frantically.
"Please don't be dead. God, please don't let him be dead. Where is he? Did they leave him there? Is he being held somewhere?
Thinking that she stood up and walked to the door. It was a metallic door, she put her hand on the handle and tried to open it. The handle would not even budge. It was tightly locked in place. She tried to jiggle it, but it would not even move a centimeter.
She looked around herself to find something to open it but there she found nothing useful.
Finally, with nothing left, she started beating the door with her hand while shouting, "Open it up, let me go, please. Someone, please open this."
"Open... up... Please, I want to go back to my Jason" While tears flowing from her eyes, she looked at the corner where other captives were held, some of them looked at her with sympathetic eyes, while some didn't even bother to look at her.
She pleaded with her eyes for help, but none of them even budged their asses. All the hopes were drowning now, she had no idea what the future held for her from now on or when she will be able to see Jason again or will she even be able to see him ever again, she was lost in her thoughts.
But before she had a chance to think about it further, someone opened the door from outside.
A man half-naked showing his bulky muscular body walked inside. Savageness was written all over his face with a thick black beard and unforgiving eyes. One look at him told her everything she needed to know.
He stared at her with his ice-cold savage expression.
"Please let me go."
"You want to go?" He said in a sympathetic voice but soon afterward a smile formed on his lips. "Come here, let me escort you."
Finding hope in the darkness, she slowly stood up and walked to him, "Thank you so much."
"Were you the one beating the door and shouting?" When she stood up and came near him, he asked.
"Yes."
She felt a thunderclap on her face, as she flew and crashed on the ground at some distance. "Bitch, next time you shouted I'm going to fuck you in the ass."
That slap brought her back to reality. The man was not the hope she thought she found, he was her captor. She got up on her feet, feeling gloomy and hopeless more than before.
"All of you take off your clothes." He ordered in his terrifying voice. "Now."
Regina looked at the corner where all the other women were. Some of them were already almost naked while some were in the process of being naked.
"Fuck you, I'll rather die than obey you." He was not going to let her go, he was a cruel beast he was not going to show any mercy, so she decided to rather resist him than obey.
With his unforgiving eyes, he looked at her. Full in her resolve, she stared back. He slowly walked to her. "You want to resist?"
She did not say anything except staring him in his eyes.
His hands reached to his hips to the gun there.
Her mouth silently gulped a mouthful of saliva.
"Lower your eyes bitch."
Her eyes didn't flinch.
His jaw clenched, his nose twitched and his lip turned up in a growl. With lightning speed, he slammed the gun into the side of her head, "I'm going to fuck you in the cunt, bitch," as he shouted.
Regina screamed, her mind went blank for a few seconds, it hurt her so badly that she felt she was going to die from the pain. She fell to the floor, feeling the worst migraine of her life. The gun was solid and heavy, and it nearly crushed her skull.
If that was not bad enough, the man placed his shoe against her stomach and pressed down heavily.
She coughed a mouthful of blood and tried to breathe.
"Strip." He pulled his leg back and kicked her hard in the ribs. "Now."
She rolled over several times onto the ground. Her arms protected her stomach, but the damage had already been done.
He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her to her feet.
"Ahhhhh..." She screamed. That hurt even more after the gun collided with her head.
"Please stop." She pushed his arm away. "I will do whatever you say."
She did not want to obey his command but she did not want to be beaten to death either. She slowly pulled her clothes off, they fall to the floor. He stared at her the entire time, the lust burning in his eyes. With every drop of clothing, he grew more intense, like he had not seen a
naked woman in years.
There were tons of other naked women, but his eyes were fixated on her. She took off her bra and underwear, repulsed that she actually did as he commanded.
She should have fought harder she thought, but her head was still screaming in agony. She was not sure if she could take more than that.
"In the shower, all of you." He stepped outside and said.
Regina looked around herself towards the corner, all the females were already stark naked for everyone to see. All of their bodies were marked with bruises from their treatment. Some even had dried cuts on their faces.
They stepped outside and entered in next room. In that room, shower heads hung from the ceiling as water sprinkled the tile.
"Wash yourself." He ordered.
She turned around to enter, even though she knew he would look at her ass. She got under the water and tried to find comfort in the warmth. The other women didn't look at her, kept washing while remaining quiet.
She could feel the man's eyes on her body. He was staring at her hard, his intentions as clear as a billboard. She had experienced those lustful eyes before when she used to work in the nightclub. She was not shy to show her body but having a stranger stare at her stark naked body made her felt a little worse.
She cleared her thoughts and focused on the water and the soap. She washed her body clean, knowing there was a chance she would not get this privilege again for a long time. So she thought of taking advantage of the privilege.