Thanks for the reviews. Again, graphic, m-rated chapter. Proceed at your own discretion and NO FLAMES.
The men appraised Olivia's body visually, but they didn't lay a hand on her. Alex was crying and Olivia was standing perfectly straight, her head held high, determined to take this with dignity. She wouldn't – couldn't – be weak. She had to be strong for Alex.
But the men still didn't touch her. Finally, the first one, who was taller than his companion, grabbed Alex roughly by her arm. Again, Alex bit her lip so hard it drew blood, but she wouldn't give them the satisfaction of knowing they'd hurt her.
"Put one finger in her pussy and one in her ass," ordered the tall man, twisting Alex's arm tightly so she got the message.
Still, Alex gasped and shook her head, more tears streaking down her cheeks, and all Olivia wanted to do was hug her and assure her that everything would be fine. They had done this before, but it was in love, never in fear. Neither of them was aroused right now. Both of them were terrified.
"You're going to do it," said the second man, casually resting his hand on his pistol. "Or you're going to see what happens and Detective Benson here is going to watch."
Olivia caught Alex's eye. "Do it," she pleaded, but there was no panic in her voice, only urgency, firmness. She knew this was the only way.
"I'm sorry," whispered Alex as she complied with the men's orders. She heard Olivia's sharp intake of breath when she entered her and felt Olivia's muscles tense, but Olivia didn't cry out. She just gritted her teeth and tried to keep her indifferent mask on. She didn't want Alex to see how much this hurt, physically as well as emotionally.
Tears were already streaming unchecked down Alex's cheeks, but soon, she was outright sobbing, not daring to remove her fingers until she was given permission, even though she knew how much she was hurting the woman she loved.
Finally, the shorter man waved his hand. "That's enough."
Alex and Olivia both sighed in relief, but they weren't done yet. The first man broke a branch off a nearby tree and handed it to Alex. "Put this inside her."
Alex shook her head vigorously. She couldn't do that. She wouldn't.
And then she was smacked so hard that the blow sent her reeling, and she fell to the ground from the impact. "You do what I tell you, when I tell you," snarled the first man. "You do it or I will, and you'll watch, before I shoot you."
Alex couldn't hurt Olivia. But she also couldn't watch someone else hurt Olivia. She didn't have a choice. Praying that Olivia would forgive her, again she did as she was told.
This time, it really hurt, and Olivia couldn't stifle her shriek of pain. She knew it was Alex doing this to her, even though it was under extreme duress. She wasn't sure if that made it better or worse.
Soon tears were streaming down her own cheeks, matching the rhythm of Alex's sobs, and there was blood. So much blood. She'd seen blood before, in greater capacities than this, but that realization did nothing for her now.
Olivia's body couldn't hold out much longer, with the way Alex was pushing further and crying harder at the orders of the men. She collapsed onto the dirty ground, too hurt and humiliated to care about anything other than numbing her pain right now. The men either decided they'd accomplished their mission or this was no fun anymore, and they left the women there, with one last threat: "We'll kill you if you tell."
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