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every part of her.
    He lashed out so hard, the force spun Yuki away from him, then his hand was on the back of her neck, slamming her face first into the lip of the trunk of the car. Her hands tried to wiggle under her, to push her up, and her toes pressed into the dirt, but Buck held her fast.
    “The lesson's not over yet.”
    “Please, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” She wheezed, barely able to move her head to the side enough to speak. “Please, stop. Just...stop.”
    “Shut up, whore. I bought you for the night. You're
mine!”
The judge straightened behind her then brought his palm down flat on her back. The resounding smack echoed through the forest, and she tried not to wail. If his other hand wasn’t pinning her in place, she would have rolled away from him, but he kept her still while he delivered blow after blow.
    Finally, when she was a shivering mass of raw skin, he moved around her. For a moment she actually thought he was giving her a reprieve, but then he kicked her legs farther apart, and she heard him adjust himself.
    He slammed into her without warning, and Yuki screamed louder than she ever had in her life. Yet again broken sobs escaped from her throat, following each thrust of his hips, the pain only amplified by her pelvis being bashed repeatedly into the car. He kept his grip on her neck, but used his roaming hand to anchor into the curve of her waist, pulling her backwards onto his impaling length.
    “You like that? You little slut? You like the feel of that cock?”
    Yuki wept openly, all pride done away with as he drove her mercilessly into the car. She could feel him pulse and throb within her, each action from him causing blinding bolts of agony through her. What could fill a man with so much rage? How could so much violence be generated by one soul?
    Yuki didn’t have an answer for that, and she could only bite her hand to keep from screaming her throat raw yet again.
    The vicious attack went on for what felt like centuries, and she started to lose feeling in both her legs before his steady, bone crushing thrusts turned into rapid fire jerks within her. She let out a whine, and he suddenly buried his fingers in her hair and yanked it back.
    “Scream my name,” He hissed, nails digging into her scalp. “Scream it like a little whore.”
    She opened her mouth, but all that came out was a piteous squeak. In reply, Buck slammed her body back down against the edge of the trunk, and pressed the side of her face into the metal.
    “
Scream it
!”
    “…Julian.” She breathed, practically biting her tongue as he gave a particularly vicious thrust. “Julian,
please.
”
    “Please what?”
    She could feel that he was holding all of himself back, that he wouldn’t let go until she submitted. And in the haze of pain, and torture, she didn’t care about pride. “Please... come in me. Please, Buck.”
    He let out a roar and all of his motion stopped as he rammed into Yuki one last time and held her in place. She could feel him coating the inside of her, but the small woman couldn’t help but feel relief that this round was over.
    When he finally finished filling her with his seed, he let her go and straightened. She rolled off the desk and let herself fall to the forest floor.
    Time did that funny thing again as Thomas hauled her up and took his turn. At this point, she could hardly feel any of the assault. She knew it was shock, and that she was sure to feel all the trauma should they let her live through their ministrations, but she didn't quite care at the moment. It was a nice reprieve from the horror.
    Somehow she made it through Thomas' round, and the two goaded Jean-Luc to batter up, but he seemed to have a little technical difficulty. The two mocked him relentlessly while Yuki merely hung against the edge of the trunk, her head and arms inside the car, and her knees dragging against the wet ground.
    Finally, when it was apparent that the Frenchman was not going to be able to give a