18 Past - 11
Regina with all the other girls stepped outside that cabin and entered in next room. In that room, shower heads hung from the ceiling as water sprinkled the tile.
"Wash yourself." He ordered.
She turned around to enter, even though she knew he would look at her ass. She got under the water and tried to find comfort in the warmth. The other women didn't look at her, kept washing while remaining quiet.
She could feel the man's eyes on her body. He was staring at her hard, his intentions as clear as a billboard. She had experienced those lustful eyes before when she used to work in the nightclub. She was not shy to show her body but having a stranger stare at her stark naked body made her felt a little worse.
She cleared her thoughts and focused on the water and the soap. She washed her body clean, knowing there was a chance she would not get this privilege again for a long time. So she thought of taking advantage of the privilege.
The water from the shower fall on her, in despair, she silently listened to it, cried in it, the water from above, washed everything along with her hope and despair.
Death was the only option if she wanted to escape there.
After the shower, they were sent back to that cabin they were previously in. Including Regina, there were ten other girls. Even though they were together ever since she woke up, none of them had spoken to the other ones as two men stood there and watched them, carrying rifles and handguns.
Soon after the shower, a man brought some food. Even though Regina was not hungry, but she forced herself to eat. She needed that strength if a chance come to escape. The man who had beaten her earlier had not left yet, he was still there with his eyes glued on Regina with the same lust burning in them as earlier.
Not minding his lustful eyes, she tried to make eye contact with other girls. Hoping that they would know where they were or at least why they were here. But none of those eye contacts gave her any reply, the moment her eyes used to reach them, they immediately used to shift their gazes from her as if seen a ghost.
Since she was not alone, and there were no men among them, she concluded that their captors were sex traffickers. and they must be there to be sold to the captors' clients. Then not just them but she would also have to go unspeakable places and to do unspeakable things.
After the food, all of them were placed in separate but much smaller cabins. From that day onwards, everyone morning they would be woken up by one of those men, then those men will take all the women to shower and then they'll be brought back in that bigger cabin, where they would be given food, and after which they would go back to their separate cabins.
A week or ten days went by just like that since there was no sunlight and neither she had seen the Sun ever since she was brought there, so Regina had no idea how many days or months had been passed.
Even though everything was quiet and peaceful in her cabin, she couldn't sleep instead during her alone time, she used to think about Jason, she felt sorry for him, even she knew he would probably in a much better place. There was a chance that the ones who abducted her would have already killed him there in front of the forest, and would have disposed of his body already. But the thought that why would they kill him, if he was no threat or use of them, they would have easily drugged him and made him unconscious just like her. That thought kept her hope that Jason would be alive and maybe trying his best to find her and devastated not knowing what happened to her.
"Jason, when will you come? What if you probably didn't even know where I am."
By the eighth day, she was restless. she was tired of being stuck inside. No one gave her information no matter how many times she asked.
That night, she couldn't sleep. The panic was starting to get to her. She was trapped, far far away from home, and she had no plan of escape. All the men there had guns, and the women there were too afraid to fight.
If she could communicate with them, she might be able to organize a coup. There were just four or five men and there were ten women, the women outnumbered them, so it was possible. And she would rather die in the attempt than being sold to someone as a sex slave.
Thinking all of these she closed her eyes, it helped her relax. It stopped her thoughts, and she entered into a tranquil state. Nothing existed at all.
The door creaked open behind me. The sound was so slight no one else would have noticed it but her. Ever since I'd been captured, she relied on her senses more than ever before. She picked up voices when they were drawing closer. She detected the danger.
She guessed who had come to visit her. She had some idea, he would visit her soon. The visitor thought she was asleep. With his silent footsteps, he came closer to her, he pulled out something back of his pants, and then he quickly undid his pants before silently dropped them to the floor. Soon his boxers were on the floor too.
Her eyes opened slightly, just to confirm the identity of her visitor.
His dick was hard, sticking out proudly as he applied some lubrication on it.
She waited for the right moment.
After that, his knees gently hit her mattress, he placed one of his hands next to her head, prepared to force himself on her.
In his other hand, she found a syringe, that was coming closer to her every passing second. He was going to make her unconscious before forcing himself on her.
Her head was above his, one of his hands next to her head, and his other hand was slowly and silently coming closer to her neck.
Suddenly one of her legs came into action and kicked him straight in his balls. Without giving him time to understand anything, her eyes opened, and using all of the energy in her body she head-butted him and made him snap back, shocking him how quickly she moved.
"Ahh!" He fell back and immediately cupped his dick, cringing through clenched teeth. "You fucking whor..."
With a jolt she jumped out of her bed and slammed her fist onto his face, breaking his nose with a loud crack.
His hand flew to his face, removing the protection of his dick. Using the moment she immediately kicked him as hard as she could, hitting his balls once again.
"You whore!" He snatched one of her legs and pulled it from underneath her. She didn't stop. She grabbed him by the hair and slammed his head against the floor over and over. She hit him just the way he collided that gun on her temple.
"Asshole? Tell me how you like this?" She slammed his head down again then kicked him in the balls at the same time.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" He screamed loudly.
Hearing his scream, the other men came running. They broke into the room and forcefully dragged her off him. They didn't smack her around like she expected them to. In fact, they were considerably gentle with me, trying not to hurt me.
The other men helped their man to get on his feet. He got up, put on his pants, and slowly with the help of the other two men tried to walk. He could barely walk because his dick hurt so badly. He covered it with one hand and slowly walked out of the room.
"Come next time too, asshole." As Regina taunted, she smiled victoriously, feeling no remorse for the ruthless way she took him down.
"I'll kill you bitch." Saying that he walked away without turning back.
Soon, her cabin fell into silence again. The voices of men trailed away. When they were almost out of earshot, she heard a burst of loud laughter.
Later that day, while she was sleeping and thinking about a way to escape from there, something struck her mind.
One of the men was seriously injured. She had only seen, three men there, so with one down, there were two more left. She started making a plan. If everything went right she might even be able to escape from there. The only problem was, she didn't have any weapons but those men had guns.
Thinking that she tried to look around her cabin, trying to find anything she could use as a weapon. She noticed the syringe the man who tried to rape her had brought. There was still the serum inside it. It rolled to the floor with a quiet tap.
She immediately picked it up, once again adrenaline rushed inside. Now she had a weapon to use. With that, she planned to take one of the men down, steal his gun, and then be free after that. That time she left even gods were helping her. She carefully placed it inside her back pocket.
