Chapter 3

WARNING EXTREME VIOLENCE AND UNDER AGE RAPE

Loch-Nah made it back to his village and pulled up in front of the stables. He had the groom take his horse and he walked back to his very spacious house. He opened the door and saw her sitting on the long sofa. She was being held down by two of his men. Gagged and bound Emma looked up at the man and let the tears flow again. She was terrified and wanted her Mum, Dads, and especially wanted her Jonny.

Loch-Nah said, "Such a sweet little thing. I will enjoy making you mine." Turning to his men he said, "Take her gag off, I want to see all of her pretty face." Nodding, Najib did as he was ordered. Emma screamed and Najib backhanded her hard across the face. With lightening speed Loch-Nah pulled his dagger out and held it to Najib's throat. "YOU ever touch her without my permission again and you will pay dearly. DO I make myself clear?" Najib could only slightly nod because his leader had his long stringy hair held tightly in his fist. "Good."

Loch-Nah turned his attention back to Emma who was crying even harder than before. "So sweet. you are mine now and if you misbehave you too will pay. Is that clear?" Emma nodded while sniffling.

Moving slowly, Loch-Nah used his dagger and cut down the front of Emma's blouse. Emma was shaking uncontrollably and all she wanted to do was scream at the top of her lungs for this desert scumbag to go to hell. After her blouse was opened he slid one of his large calloused hands up the camisole she wore. He rubbed her small breast as his breathing started to quicken. Emma was helpless. She knew he would hurt her worse if she fought back. He then dipped down and gave her a crushing kiss. The fear Emma felt was insurmountable and at that point she wished he would just get it over with and kill her. It was better than suffering through what he would do to her.

Rasool was still holding her shoulders down, as was Najib. They both knew what Loch-Nah was going to do and hoped that he would let them watch. Rasool was quite attracted to the younger girl and his groin tightened just watching Loch-Nah kiss her. Not thinking about the consequences, he was getting caught up in Loch-Nah's assault on Emma. Moving his hand from Emma's shoulder he slid it down her chest, to her most private of places. She squirmed as she felt Rasool's hand slide from her shoulder down. It startled her and she bit down on Loch-Nah's tongue.

He backed up and slapped her hard. Seeing Rasool quickly jerk his hand away, Loch-Nah picked up the dagger and with the swiftness of a lion on the hunt he drew the sharp blade across Rasool's throat. "I TOLD YOU DO NOT TOUCH HER UNLESS YOU WERE TOLD!!!" Emma watched on and screamed as loud as she could. The hot sticky blood from Rasool's gaping wound spurted down the front of Emma. Not being able to control herself she felt her bladder let go just from the sheer terror of watching a man die next to her.

Najib saw the wet warm stain getting bigger on his sofa and grabbed Emma by the hair. "YOU little bitch. you are no better than a dog peeing on the carpet." He threw her down onto the ground and looked at Najib. "Clean up this mess! Get rid of his body and then lock the door when you leave. I need to teach my little dog some manners." Emma was sobbing uncontrollably as he pulled her up by her hair. "YOU had best stop that blubbering. Or you will pay. in the form of that sweet brother of yours."

Emma tried her best to choke back the sobs. She would die before she let this beast touch her brother. He dragged her up the steps by her hair and threw her onto the floor by the bed. "Next time you do that, I will rub your face in it. GOT IT?" She nodded and felt the bile rise in her throat. She was going to be sick and could not stop it. She retched and only stomach acids came up.

Loch-Nah saw her retching and kicked her hard in the ribs. "YOU little." He pushed her face down into her own vomit and said, "I told you." She felt the acid burn her delicate skin and prayed to any GOD to take her right now. He pulled her hair back and as she tried to catch her breath from the blow to the stomach he threw her into a large tub and turned on the water. "WASH UP."

She looked up at him from the tub and dared to speak. "My.MY.hands are still tied behind. my back."

He rolled his eyes and cut her ropes loose. Grabbing a fist full of hair he said, " You do anything funny at all and I will spare your life long enough to watch me take your brother,s."

She nodded and took the soap that was sitting in the soap dish. With shaking hands she began to wash her face and body trying to get the blood off.

Loch-Nah watched and his groin was getting tighter by the moment. "Hurry up girl." She nodded and finished up washing herself. He turned the water off and pulled her up by her hair. She was shaking and cold from the water and fear. He pulled her out of the tub and shoved her hard in her back. She walked just ahead of him back to the bedroom with him still holding onto her long soaked hair. He turned her around and then roughly cut off her underwear and camisole.

All Emma could think was that she wanted this nightmare to end and have the world open up and swallow her whole.

Loch-Nah half growled, "Get on the bed."

Emma tried to move but her muscles were frozen in place. She thought hard trying to will them to move but all she could do was stand there and let the silent tears fall.

Loch-Nah grabbed her arms and threw her onto the bed. In seconds his large frame was on top of her smaller one. She came back to herself and tried to fight him off. He slapped and hit her repeatedly in the face to stop her from fighting him. Without warning, he pushed himself inside her hard. She felt the white hot pain and cried out. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

He hit her hard one more time and covered her mouth and nose. "YOU will not fight me. I will break you. You are mine and will be forever my little pet." He pulled out and shoved himself back inside her hard. Emma knew he was right. She would never be saved. She let her body relax as much as it could and let her mind wander back to something happy. Her brother and her lying in the grass watching the clouds roll by. They would guess what shapes the clouds made. It was the best happy thought she could come up with.

The pain in her entire body was more than she had ever felt before. Emma was snapped back from even that happy thought when she was flipped over and pushed into the mattress on her stomach. He pulled her hips up and he impaled himself inside her most private of openings. She could fell the blood run down mixed with the sweat from his body. She felt herself gag and tried to swallow it back down. The pain was worse than the other as he thrust hard inside her. She thought he would tear her in two. There was no escaping what he was doing to her accept to give in to the darkness that threatened to take her mind.