Almira was breathing fast under the hood. She was scared out of her mind. For three days she hadn't left the house after the party Saturday. Roman had left Friday and would be gone for a month for work. He had encouraged her to go to that party next day. She wasn't sure what had happened but she knew something was wrong. So wrong that she stayed behind locked doors for three days.
When she finally decided to give the outside world a go this morning, everything had become even worse. She had woken up early and left her home around 6 AM. The plan was to avoid people as much as possible which was why she left so early. She was going grocery shopping and then straight home again. She never made it further than out of her front door. Someone attacked her, placed a hood over her head and drove her to where she was now. She had no idea who they were, how many they were, and why this was happening.
"You cheated on Roman," a male voice said.
"Seth?" She asked.
The hood was pulled off her and she stared at Seth and Dean. They looked angry. She had no idea why they of all people had kidnapped her. They were friends. At least that was what she had thought up until this moment.
"You cheated on him," Seth said.
"I've never cheated on Roman," Almira said.
"You cheated on my friend!" Seth screamed.
Seth's voice was so loud that she almost jumped back in the chair she was placed on. She looked over at Dean to see if there might be any help there. He raised his hand and showed her a pair of scissors.
"If you don't talk, I'll cut off your hair," Dean said.
She swallowed nervously but she didn't say anything. Dean sneered at her and then walked over to her. He reached for her but she jumped up from the chair. Seth was on her fast. She found herself on the floor with her arms and legs locked between Seth's. Dean grabbed her long, reddish brown hair with one hand.
"Is it coming back to you yet?" Dean asked.
"Don't do this to me," Almira begged.
She heard the scissors cut through her hair. Tears ran down her face as Dean held her long hair in his hand in front of her face.
"No man will ever like you again," Dean said.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Almira asked.
"You cheated on Roman," Seth said.
"I didn't," Almira said.
Seth pulled her up from the floor and placed her back on the chair. She stared down at the floor. He grabbed her jaw and forced her to look at him.
"You fucked Damian at the party Saturday," Seth said.
"I didn't. I swear I didn't," Almira said.
"We saw the video," Dean said.
Almira paused for a second. She was confused.
"What video?" Almira asked.
"Come on, Dean," Seth smirked. "She was on her hands and knees with her face down. She didn't notice him filming them. She was too busy taking that fat dick and moaning his name."
Seth slapped Almira. She gasped in pain. She didn't think they would take it further than cutting off her hair. He grabbed her jaw again and forced her head back.
"How could you do this to Roman?" Seth asked.
"I didn't. It wasn't me on the video. It was someone who looked like me," Almira said.
"You're really gonna go with that?" Dean asked.
Dean stepped up next to Seth and held up the scissors again.
"If you continue lying like this, we'll continue hurting you," Dean said. "How about I stab those pretty eyes of yours? Turn those pretty, blue eyes into a bloody mess."
"Please," Almira whispered.
"Did you beg for Damian too?" Seth asked.
"I bet she did," Dean twisted a sideways smile. "I bet she begged for him to fuck her harder. Fucking whore!"
"One last time to come clean," Seth said. "Why did you cheat on Roman?"
"I didn't," Almira said.
Seth's fist connected with her jaw. She tumbled down from the chair and landed on the floor. Dean kicked her in the stomach and knocked all air out of her. She curled up in a ball while wheezing for air.
"Whore!" Dean yelled.
Seth went down on one knee and placed his arm around her throat. She was scratching his bare arm, trying to make him let go. She didn't want to die like this. She looked over at Dean but he had a sickening smile on his face. Seth pulled her up from the ground like that, only to hurl her into the nearest wall. She landed on the ground again and looked up at the two men through tear-filled eyes.
"Stop," she whispered beggingly.
"Let's show her how we treat whores around here," Seth said. "Get naked."
"Wow," Dean said lowly. "I thought we were just gonna beat her up."
"She deserves this," Seth said. "Get naked, Almira, or I'll make sure you'll regret it."
Almira looked up at Seth. He ran towards her and kicked the wall right next to her face. She held her breath in fear when she saw his boot come towards her.
"Next kick will hit your nose," Seth said. "Get fucking naked!"
She undressed while keeping her eyes on the floor. She was scared and embarrassed.
"Sit up against the wall," Seth said.
She sat on her ass with her back against the wall. She pulled her knees up in front of her and hugged them. Seth crouched down in front of her and showed her the video clip he had talked about. There was no sound on the clip but it was her on her hands and knees with her head down, being fucked by a guy who clearly wasn't Roman. Damian didn't show his face on the clip.
"He showed it to everyone," Dean said.
"But only I got the footage," Seth said.
"Because you stole it," Dean chuckled. "Damian refused to send it to anyone. Seth stole Damian's phone for a minute and sent it to himself. We had to have proof."
"Was he good?" Seth asked. "Was he better than Roman."
"I don't know," Almira cried.
Seth started slapping her. It wasn't as hard as the first slap minutes earlier, but hard enough for her to feel it. His hand kept hitting her cheeks again and again.
"Please, stop," she begged.
"You should have thought about your actions," Seth said.
"Actions have consequences," Dean said.
"I'm sorry," Almira said.
"Not good enough," Seth said.
Seth stood up and walked out of the room. He came back shortly after with a hairbrush in his hand. He sat down on his knees in front of Almira and tapped one of her knees with the hairbrush.
"Spread your legs," Seth said.
"Better do as he says," Dean said. "If we have to give you an order more than once, we're done playing nice."
"And trust us, we have been playing nice so far," Seth smirked. "You won't like us when we get really angry."
Almira spread her legs a bit. Seth grabbed her legs and forced them apart further. He let the hairbrush handle run down her labia. She moved forward but he placed a hand around her throat and pushed her back against the wall.
"Sit still, whore," he said.
She snapped for air as he pushed the handle inside her. She wasn't wet at all, and it hurt. He wasn't gentle. He moved it in and out a couple of times and then let it stay inside her.
"Masturbate with it," he said.
He stepped away from her and raised his phone. He was going to film it. She just stared blankly at him.
"For fuck sake!" Dean growled. "Stupid, little whore!"
Dean opened a backpack on the floor and pulled out a pair of pliers. He walked over to Almira, crouched down and grabbed one of her breasts.
"You either masturbate with the hairbrush, or I'm taking your nipples. Your call," Dean said.
"I'll do it," Almira said.
"Good, obedient whore," Dean smirked.
Dean stepped away from her again. Almira looked at their feet as she reached down between her legs and started moving the hairbrush.
"Look at the camera," Seth said.
Almira raised her eyes and stared blankly at the camera. It felt like hours but was probably not longer than a minute or two before Seth finally lowered the camera again. He walked over to her, pulled the hairbrush out of her and sniffed it.
"How does it smell?" Dean asked.
"It smells like a whore used it," Seth grinned. "I'm gonna need a new hairbrush."
They had to be in Seth's house. The hairbrush hadn't been in the room to begin with. She wasn't sure where she was. It looked like a garage or basement. The ground was made of cement and was cold. She heard a zipper being pulled down. She looked up and saw Seth opening his jeans.
"Dude!" Dean said sharply.
"I'm not gonna fuck her. I just want my dick sucked," Seth said.
"She's Roman's girlfriend," Dean said.
"Not anymore. When he comes home and sees Damian's video, he's gonna dump her. He doesn't wanna stay with a whore," Seth said. "Here, record it."
Seth held out his hand with his phone in it. Dean walked over and took the phone.
"Remember my threat about breaking your nose?" Seth asked. "If I feel your teeth, I'm gonna kick in your entire face. You got that?"
"Yes," Almira whispered.
"Good girl," Seth said.
Seth pulled out his dick, placed his legs on either side of her, and forced his dick into her mouth. She sat up against the wall, not able to move, while he fucked her mouth. Tears kept running down her face. She closed her eyes and hoped it would be over soon enough. She finally felt him cum in her mouth. He pulled out of her, and she fell to the side, spitting and making gagging noises.
"I thought whores swallow," Seth said. "You want a go?"
"No, that's not my thing," Dean said.
Almira felt a hand around her throat again. She was pulled back up and stared at Seth who waved his phone in front of her face.
"The blowjob video is for my personal use, but I got you on camera masturbating with a hairbrush," Seth smiled menacingly. "If you try to run your mouth about anything, or if you try to go near Roman again, everyone will see that video. I will send it to everyone, and I'll post it on all social medias I can find."
"Get dressed, go home, pack your shit and leave Roman's house," Dean said. "A whore like you doesn't deserve a man like him."
Almira picked up her clothes and put it back on. Seth placed the hood back on her head, and she was escorted back to the car. Apparently they wanted to keep it a secret where she was despite her already having figured it out. They drove her back to her house, removed the hood and pushed her out of the car.
"You better be fucking gone when he comes home again," Seth said.
"You got a month, whore," Dean said. "We'll come back this weekend to see if you have started packing."
"And block his number," Seth said. "He doesn't deserve hearing your lies. This relationship ends today. I better not hear from him that you're talking with him. I'll come back here. I'll hunt you down if you're not here. I will find you and teach you another lesson."
She hurried inside the house, slammed the door behind her and locked it. She started sobbing the second she heard the lock click. She moved through the house and out to the bathroom. She looked in the mirror and stared at her mirror image. She knew it was her but it looked like a stranger. She couldn't connect with the person in the mirror. Her hair was short and her face was a mess.
"Who are you?" She whispered.
She placed her hand on the mirror. Nothing made sense.
"You're not me!" She screamed. "You are not fucking me!"
She slammed her fist into the mirror. It broke but all the shards remained in place. There were several long cracks in the mirror. Her mirror image had become distorted, and she felt even more disconnected.
She opened the cabinet and pulled out the painkillers. She walked to the kitchen and found a bottle of cold water in the fridge. She locked the house behind her and started walking through town. The few people she passed looked funny at her. She knew her face was full of tears, and there were some blood there too. It didn't matter. She had one destination in mind. A place where no one would find her for a while.
She made it to the forest and walked through the trees until she figured she was far enough in so that no one would see her from the trail. She sat down, opened the pill bottle and water bottle, and started swallowing pill after pill.
Apparently everyone had seen the video Damian made, and Seth had another video that he threatened to release. She still couldn't make sense of anything other than she was a cheating whore. She didn't deserve to live. Roman didn't deserve having to deal with a person like her in his life. The entire would would be better without her, and she would never have to see those videos again and relive those moments.