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grumpy.
     
    “Oh, good, chica’s with you,” he said.
     
    Jesse froze.
     
    “No, she’s not,” he said.
     
    “Shit,” Carlos said, opening the door further and turning away. “Shit, shit, shit. I got out of the shower and she was gone.”
     
    “Fuck,” Jesse agreed. “Does she have her phone?”
     
    Carlos shrugged.
     
    A brief search turned up the cell phone in the key basket by the door.
     
    “He has her, doesn’t he?” Jesse asked the older man.
     
    Carlos hesitated, then nodded.
     
    “Well, we’d best get started,” the young biker said.
     
    He’ll regret this, Jesse thought. I will make him regret this.
     
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ALLIE
     
    Too soon, he got bored with stroking her hair.
     
    His hand slid down her chest under her shirt to grope her breast.
     
    “Relax,” he whispered. “You’ve gotta get used to this. Just relax and be a good girl.”
     
    Allie tried not to shake her head.
     
    She squirmed experimentally, to see if Daniel would allow her to get away with it if he thought she was trying to relax.
     
    “Ah, ah, ah,” he said, pinning her to the bed with one strong hand. “Be a good girl and hold still.”
     
    Knowing that Jesse or Carlos would come for her when they realized that she was gone, all Allie wanted to do was buy time. If she could keep him satisfied with stroking and groping her, that would put off the moment when he tried to take her.
     
    So she held still.
     
    She held still as he gently trailed his fingertips over her breasts.
     
    She held still as he took out a knife and sliced her shirt off of her, exposing her bare and vulnerable.
     
    She held still as he worshiped her nipples, blowing on them, licking them, nibbling them, caressing them.
     
    “Stop shivering,” he said.
     
    Allie tried, but the harder she forced her muscles to still, the more they shook and trembled.
     
    The blow came out of nowhere.
     
    “Bad girls get punished,” Daniel said, staring coldly at her bleeding lip.
     
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She couldn’t stop shaking, but Daniel didn’t seem to care any more.
     
    He’d continued to torment and worship her breasts, he’d covered her body with his own and whispered the most horrible things in her ear, he’d touched almost every inch of her body.
     
    The blows came frequently and unexpectedly, in no pattern she could see, and the pleasure almost as randomly.
     
    He’d cut her bonds and let her free, but that didn’t seem to matter.
     
    Now, he was sitting on her legs and carefully putting one bullet into a six-chambered gun, showing her what he was doing.
     
    He spun it, and pointed it at her face.
     
    “Suck it like you suck your biker boyfriend’s cock, whore,” he said.
     
    Allie swallowed, but didn’t open her mouth.
     
    She couldn’t.
     
    She couldn’t suck a loaded gun.
     
    “Either you suck it, or I’ll shove it up your cunt and fire five times,” he said. His eyes were cold and hard. He meant it.
     
    The cold metal had just slipped through her lips when the door handle shook and then the door burst open.
     
    “Get the fuck off of her, you creep,” Jesse said.
     
    The tears that Allie had tried to repress finally came. She needed it. She’d needed him, she’d needed rescuing, and they hadn’t come. She had been afraid that they never would, that she’d live the rest of her life as Daniel’s whore, unable to escape, unable to do anything but let her body be used.
     
    Daniel spun around, jerking the gun out of her mouth and pointing it at Jesse.
     
    He managed to fire once before Jesse was on him, tackling him, pinning him to the floor, jerking the gun out of his grasp and tossing it onto the bed away from the redhead.
     
    Allie grabbed the sheet up over her naked body and fled to the far edge of the bed, putting her back against the wall and staring at the two men.
     
    Jesse was younger and