Jamie felt the bed move as Quinn got up getting ready. She was stiff, her body hurt all over and she just wanted everything around her to stop.
Don't give up. You can escape this. Just pay attention and find your way out.
Her mind struggled against her body which felt detached from her. Lifeless and cold. An empty shell.
"I'm going to take a quick shower, Collin your turn, you other fellas can have the wee Darlin to go," he smacked Jamie's tender ass and walked away.
Jamie laid still, her eyes closed hoping Collin would think she was asleep and leave he be.
Colin dropped the boxers he had slept in and crawled into the bed behind her, he caressed her body gently rolling her over to face him. Jamie's eyes had overflown with tears.
Stop crying and do something, you stupid girl!
She felt his hands explore her, his lips kissing and sucking along her neck and chest. He was gentle, slowly he rolled on top of her positioning himself between her spread legs and teased her entrance.
Jamie whimpered, "P-Please don't"
Collin shushed her soothingly then pressed his lips to hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth as he pressed deeper into her. She was still tight, he slowly worked his shaft in and out of her, keeping their kiss deep and passionate. In his mind, the sounds she made were praises to him. She was worshiping his dick by letting him bury it inside her.
This isn't so bad. This isn't so bad. Ow! Not so bad. You can take it. It's okay, just let him finish and don't anger him.
Collin reached down while he slow fucked her and stroked her clit softly, "Relax babe, let me make you cum, okay?"
Deep breaths, okay, Ah! Inhale. Exhale. Oh, God! It's happening again. No. No. No!
Jamie moaned into Collins' kiss unintentionally. Her body caving to his touches against what her mind yelled. Her hips bucked up against his as she tipped over that edge.
Collin road her through the orgasm, slow and steady, once she was spent his hips bucked a few times with more force until he came. He grunted his satisfaction with a few more quick thrusts. His lips still attacking hers with deep kisses.
"My good little girl, aren't you" he smirked, pulling away and heading for the shower.
Quinn came out, fully dressed, slipping his gun under his shirt in the back of his pants. He looked at Jamie who was laying in the same position Collin had left her. On her back, legs spread, a perfect little cream pie in her hole.
"Don't you look ravaged Darlin'," he smirked, grabbing a spare t-shirt of his and her panties stuffing her into it. "You only wear what I tell you to. Got that? You don't own anything anymore. Not your clothes, not your body, not your life. You're mine." He squeezed her jaw so hard she thought it was going to snap.
He released her jaw with a throw, knocking her off the bed and onto the floor, "Mitchel, James, get this worthless piece of ass into the car. We're out."
Jamie was once again sitting in the middle seat of the SUV. Collin had resumed his spot as the driver, but Quinn was no longer next to her. Instead, she had Mitchel and James. She didn't look Quinn in the eyes but she knew he was watching her in the rearview mirror. She could feel his eyes on her.
Breathe. Okay, maybe the goal is not to escape. Maybe the goal is to leave a trail. Or I don't know, live? I think that sign said north. North to where. Ugh, this concussion is going to be what gets you killed since you can't focus on anything long enough to have a smart thought!
No one could see into the car. Every window was tinted.
"Hey Boss, mind if we have our road snacks yet?" he said smiling when Quinn nodded, "Finally. Hey little miss, it's time for you to eat!"
Jamie looked at Mitchel, eyes widening when she saw him pull his dick out. She scooted away. She accidentally reached back into James' lap, her hand finding something hard.
"Mmm just like that girl," James smirked
Quinn watched the terror in Jamies eyes from the rearview mirror as the two burly men in the back seat pawed at her. It took them moments to undress her. Quinn felt a surge in his heart rate watching Mitchell grab a fist full of Jamie's long hair and force her face down right in front of his dick.
"Time to return the favor," the pudgy man said, "Open wide."
The position she was in gave James a perfect view of her ass and pussy, "Let me help you out there Mitch," he chuckled and then slipped a dry finger into Jaime's tight pucker.
Jamie screamed but not for long. Mitch took the opportunity to shove her open mouth down over his dick quickly cutting her scream into muffled sounds, he set the pace fucking her mouth by yanking on her hair.
James was still playing with her ass, working on adding another dry finger in, "Boss do you care if I take her ass first?"
Quinn paused looking at Jamie in the mirror thinking, "Nah, break her in for me"
"Copy that," James started spreading the fingers apart scissoring her tortured hole.
Ow! Air! Stop Please! Make it Stop! Daddy! Spencer! Please Please Stop! Air! I Need Air!
Jamie struggled against them, she was about to blackout again, her body reacted to the desperate need for air and she bit down on Mitch hard.
"FUCKKKK!" He let go of Jamie, tossing her head out of his lap. "You stupid fucking whore! She bit me!"
Quinn smirked, "You're going to be a fun one to break Darlin'. I am glad to see you are so resilient. Good thing we have a couple more hours ahead of us for me to come up with your punishment."
Mitch was pissed. His cock had gone limp in his hands, "When this comes back up you will regret this."
Jamie was afraid but she was more grateful for the big gulps of air she was having. James pulled her into his lap. Her back pressed up against his chest she waited for James to enter her as the other man had. She could feel the head of his dick slipping around until it found its mark.
"N-No!" James slipped the head into the tight pucker of her unsoiled hole. Pushing Jamie's hips all the way down to his balls. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" OWWW! Please Please take it out please please please!" She begged.
All the men laughed at her. James lifted her hips up and down thrusting up to meet her. His calloused fingers danced over her breasts pinching and twisting her nipples, before diving into her folds to seek out the little bean he wanted to play with.
"Look whos slick and wet down here," he teased as he played with her, " someone is a little cock slut."
Jamie felt sick to her stomach. The man in her ass was not as thick as the others but he was quite long. She could feel the distention of her abdomen from here his dick was buried in her. James lifted and pulled on her hips making her fuck him for the next 20 minutes until she felt the ever-growing familiar sensation of his cock twitching. The warm feeling spread inside of her as he pumped his load into her.
She had talked to so many rape victims in her job. She knew how they felt, but now she could relate to it. She could relate to the shame, the embarrassment, the desire to just disappear.
When James pulled his dick out of her, he sat her down in Mitch's lap. She was numb. She felt Mitch playing with her but she was no longer processing information. Her mind had gone blank. Jamie didn't make a sound when Mitch slipped his dick into her cunt, bucking underneath like a bull. She stared out the window of the car. At the people driving by who couldn't see the torture, she was enduring int the car. When Mitchel finished they returned her to the middle seat. Naked and used she had no idea how much time had passed until they pulled up at an abandoned factory.
"Welcome to your new home Darlin'"