chapter 3

I slowly opened my eyes feeling myself waking up.

I tried to look around to see where i was.

I could tell i was in a moving car and it was a bumpy ride but i couldn't see.

It took an entire minute to realize i had a bag over my head.

I wanted to remove it but i couldn't move my hands.

They were tied behind my back.

I remembered what happened at the bathroom and how three men attacked me and made me go unconscious.

It must be them..

I'm being kidnapped.

The one time, the only time i get to be a little free, the one time I get to not be surrounded by bodyguards, I get kidnapped.

In that panic i decided to scream hoping it would save me.

But my screams ended up being very silent, when i realized i had a gag in my mouth.

I started kicking, moving, trying to do anything with my body.

I needed to leave this car.

I started turning my head round and round trying to find away to lift the bag.

Trying to scream even if it wasn't a loud one.

"Looks like princess is up!" I heard a man's voice.

"She keeps kicking my seat. Get her to stop!" Another man's voice said.

A manly hand next to me held me tightly as the other went to neck stopping me from turning my head.

"If you don't want to die little girl, I would advice you to stay still." He whispered in my ear. Warning me with his tone.

I got scared. Who knew if it was just a threat or this strangers would actually kill me.

I stopped struggling.

"That's right. You're so smart... Don't try anything. Be very quiet. Very still. Very calm."

I felt his hand that was on my neck rubbing my thighs feeling my skin.

I was so uncomfortable. A stranger touching me like that.

The one thing in my head was that they were going to gang rape me.

Why else was he feeling my body like that?

I was in a knee high dress so he was had direct skin contact.

I tried to move my legs away from his touch but i was pressed hard on the car walls to even move.

"Sin you should wait until we get her to the hideout. She is all yours anyway." Someone said.

I was his? Someone called Sin?

"Yeah, I don't want to see you fucking someone.. We're not that close."

I heard them burst out laughing.

So they were really going to rape me?

They said I was for this man touching me.

So maybe not gang rape.

Maybe they got me as a sex slave to this man.

Oh god my parents were right. Why did i think they were overprotective?

Now look where I ended up in the first time I went to a public restroom without a bodyguard or four waiting for me outside.

Tears fell off my face imagining what was going to happen when the car stopped.

The man just kept touching me without a care.

Feeling my thighs, pushing my dress a little higher.

Pushing me against the wall with his body.

He was so close to me. His other hand on my waist rubbing that part too.