Chapter 2

• Mariselle's body crumpled to the floor, her long hair falling over her face as she lay motionless, barely breathing. A drop of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth onto the cold floor, leaking out and spreading to other parts of the ground.
• What had just happened?
• Mariselle had landed with a thud that sent chills down Lucia’s spine, for seconds she fidgeted at the gory sight.
• She hoped Mariselle was okay from that fall.
• Lucia dropped to her knees beside her, panic flooding her eyes. “You didn’t have to do that!” she cried out, glaring up at the man with fury. “She’s expecting! She’s pregnant, for God’s sake!”
• The man stared at her coldly, unmoved. “She talks too much.”
• “She’s carrying a baby!” Lucia snapped, placing a protective hand over Mariselle’s belly. “If anything happens to her or that child, I swear—”
• Her words were cut short by a backhanded slap that sent her spinning onto her side. She gasped, clutching her face in pain, blood rising to the surface of her cheek.
• “Do you think we care?” the man sneered.
• He bent over her, yanked her up by the collar of her blouse, and tore it open without hesitation. Buttons scattered across the floor like fallen teeth. Lucia struggled, but he was stronger. Her eyes widened with fear, her breath coming in sharp bursts.
• “Get your filthy hands off me!” she spat, trying to push him away.
• But he only laughed.
• His laughter was really dark. Very dark she barely could see his eyes, then crashed his mouth against hers. It wasn’t a kiss—it was a brutal, forceful, dominating kind of assault. His grip on her was a cruel kind, forcing her still as he sucked at her lips like the flavours of a nectar, his breath hot and sour against her skin. She turned her face away, disgusted, trying not to cry out.
• When he finally pulled back, her mouth was bruised and wet. Her blouse hung open, torn and useless. Her firm, round and busty breast hung from her chest begging to be clothed by the thorn piece of brassier that barely covered anything.
• He smacked her breast, slap after slap, feeling, holding and squeezing her breasts like they were his to handle, she tried to fight him but his grip on her hair rendered her helpless.
• It was the kind of helpless that had her yelping and holding his hands trying to free herself while he ravished her breasts.
• There was no single bit of warmth in the way he held her pair of boobs, it was hot, gruesome, her nipple was burning from the way he clipped them in between in his fingers while he squeezed her.
• He gave a sharp nod to the two other men.
• “Hold her.”
• They seized her arms without hesitation, yanking her backwards as she struggled. Her feet kicked against the air, but they lifted her with ease, like she weighed next to night, one grabbing her by the hair.
• “Please—please don’t do this,” she begged, her voice breaking now. “We’ve done nothing to deserve this!”
• Lucia was bent over the office, one of the men unfastening the buckle of his belt, then he signaled the leader of the group who nodded and gave him a go ahead.
• “Please I beg you, don’t do this…” she cried, her face burning red.
• She could feel the man nudged behind her, pulling at her panties and probing her unwilling vagina in a very rough, uncultivated, virulent manner.
• He fingered her and spanked her in split seconds, it lasted for a few minutes before he sank his penis deep inside her warm depths.
• Lucia screamed at the first sense of pain shooting through her nerves as the man continued to dig inside her.
• He fucked her like a bull trying to breed for the first time, his strokes was raw, forceful, painful.
• “Urghh..God help me!” Lucia screamed as she felt her vagina open up to the uncourteous rampage of her walls.
• She could hear the man grunt and pulling her butt cheeks apart as he continue to ravish her, almost like he couldn't hold back any longer. With a loud cry, He came, his penis pulsing inside her as he emptied himself inside her.
• Lucia could feel the walls of her pussy clenching around his dick. Then he pulled out and before she knew what was happening, another man penetrated her and continued to fuck her, grinding and out of her like a rabid dog, she had not seen him as her eyes were tightly close in excruciating pain, her own body tensing as brute continued to fuck her.
• She prayed for whatever this madness was to end quickly, that Mariselle remained unconscious so she would not have to see this wild display of madness.
• Her brain had barely registered the pain from the second man’s penetration, when she felt the third man inside her.
• The third man’s dick was pretty small, so she did not feel any pain but he went ballistic on her for not fighting and kicking too much.
• He punched her in the rib and tried to steady her, Lucia screamed in pain, her both hands held apart by two men.
• He pulled out of her, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "I beg you in the name of God and whatever you hold... dear," she said, collapsing on her knee.
• The fourth guy requested that she be rolled over on her back, looking at her. "Now take it,"He growled. "fuckkkkk!."
• “Please stop, I can’t take it anymore” Lucia whimpered as they continued to clap thunderstorms inside her.
• The leader of the group smiled, his eyes gleaming with pleasure as he gave an order for two more guys. "Oh, we're just getting started." he said.
• “I am in pains, please stop!” Lucia screamed, kicked a few times but regretted it when the fourth man fucking her slapped her hard across the face.
• The leader of the group didn’t answer her. He pulled out a phone from his pocket, stepped a few paces away from the chaos, and dialled.
• A long pause.
• Then he spoke, his voice very low but clear.
• “Boss,” he said, eyes fixed on Lucia as she fought against the hands restraining her, “we have his wife and we are having her as instructed.”