board, bring him out of retirement. His
experience would be a big help right now, but, as you know, that
wouldn’t be the Superintendent’s view. I’d never get him to agree
to it…’
Chapter Fifteen
‘ You’re shaking little one,
are you cold?’ The Unicorn, as the man had told her to call him,
mocked her. His dark, murky-brown eyes roamed over her body. ‘Nice,
and just coming into womanhood…’
Charlie stood before him, the seductive,
sluttish clothes she wore, alien to her. The four-inch high heels
causing painful spasms in her ankles and to the backs of her legs,
she strained to balance on them.
A huge hand shoved her in the back. The force
sent her tumbling to the ground. She pulled her legs into her chest
and lay as still as she could, but she couldn’t stop the quivering
of her body. New tears filled her eyes and began tumbling down her
flushed cheeks.
All her fight and wild aggression had gone.
Beaten out of her by the man’s brutish henchmen, ‘Please I’m only
thirteen! Please don’t hurt me!’
The Unicorn and the four burly thugs in the
room laughed at her, but as quick as the sound had grated her ears,
it stopped.
The room fell silent.
Confused, Charlie tilted her head to the
side, daring to sneak a look at The Unicorns’s face.
He stared back at her. A fearful shudder shot
through her aching spine. He nodded at the men standing behind her.
Then rough hands grabbed her and lifted her. Trying to understand
she looked from one to the other.
They smirked in her face. One tore at her
clothes. Then the other did the same. A scream from deep within her
released through her gaping mouth. With it came a realisation of
what they intended to do. The strength that had abandoned her
earlier came rushing back. She hissed, spat and kicked out like a
wild animal.
They showed only amusement. Her struggle
exhausted her. The Unicorn’s odious laughter filled the room.
‘ I like you. You have spunk.
Like your mother. Now, wouldn’t that be something to have her here,
too? What a dynamic threesome we would be! So, you are only
thirteen…umm, just the right age for me, isn’t she
boys?’
He bent closer to her. His breath had a sweet
tinge. His tongue slithered along her lips. It felt funny. She
shivered again.
They all laughed. Her heart jolted, pounding
her fear around her body.
Oh God, please don’t let him rape me!
He eased away from her but kept his eyes
looking deep into hers. He gestured to the others and they came
over and grabbed her arms.
Her shoulders and ribs stretched as they
dragged her across the room towards the large marble fireplace
before lifting her and throwing her like a rag doll on to the
sumptuous, maroon and gold sofa. The soft cushions comforted her,
but only for a moment.
The Unicorn swaggered towards her unbuckling
his belt. His evil smirk twisted his face into an expression
Charlie found impossible to read. A terror deeper than any she’d
felt gripped her chest. She couldn’t breathe or release the agony
knotted into her lungs.
She watched his trousers fall to the ground.
He stepped out of them then took off his tie and shirt and threw
them aside. Still she hadn’t taken a breath.
He stood over her now, his striped boxer
shorts stretched with a bulge she couldn’t take her eyes off.
He put both hands into the top of the shorts
and pushed them down. Only in pictures had Charlie ever seen a
naked man and only in diagrams in class had she seen a penis erect.
It had been something to snigger over. But now, and knowing what he
intended to do with it, she didn’t laugh but knew a deep release of
her terror. Her scream turned to a holler. It ripped her throat and
blocked out the light as she sank into a blackness that promised
safety.
* * *
Sasha cringed further into the drapes as the
door opened.
Two of the Unicorn’s men dragged the limp
body of the girl out and along the corridor. They were taking her
to one of the houses.
Sasha had gone
experience would be a big help right now, but, as you know, that
wouldn’t be the Superintendent’s view. I’d never get him to agree
to it…’
Chapter Fifteen
‘ You’re shaking little one,
are you cold?’ The Unicorn, as the man had told her to call him,
mocked her. His dark, murky-brown eyes roamed over her body. ‘Nice,
and just coming into womanhood…’
Charlie stood before him, the seductive,
sluttish clothes she wore, alien to her. The four-inch high heels
causing painful spasms in her ankles and to the backs of her legs,
she strained to balance on them.
A huge hand shoved her in the back. The force
sent her tumbling to the ground. She pulled her legs into her chest
and lay as still as she could, but she couldn’t stop the quivering
of her body. New tears filled her eyes and began tumbling down her
flushed cheeks.
All her fight and wild aggression had gone.
Beaten out of her by the man’s brutish henchmen, ‘Please I’m only
thirteen! Please don’t hurt me!’
The Unicorn and the four burly thugs in the
room laughed at her, but as quick as the sound had grated her ears,
it stopped.
The room fell silent.
Confused, Charlie tilted her head to the
side, daring to sneak a look at The Unicorns’s face.
He stared back at her. A fearful shudder shot
through her aching spine. He nodded at the men standing behind her.
Then rough hands grabbed her and lifted her. Trying to understand
she looked from one to the other.
They smirked in her face. One tore at her
clothes. Then the other did the same. A scream from deep within her
released through her gaping mouth. With it came a realisation of
what they intended to do. The strength that had abandoned her
earlier came rushing back. She hissed, spat and kicked out like a
wild animal.
They showed only amusement. Her struggle
exhausted her. The Unicorn’s odious laughter filled the room.
‘ I like you. You have spunk.
Like your mother. Now, wouldn’t that be something to have her here,
too? What a dynamic threesome we would be! So, you are only
thirteen…umm, just the right age for me, isn’t she
boys?’
He bent closer to her. His breath had a sweet
tinge. His tongue slithered along her lips. It felt funny. She
shivered again.
They all laughed. Her heart jolted, pounding
her fear around her body.
Oh God, please don’t let him rape me!
He eased away from her but kept his eyes
looking deep into hers. He gestured to the others and they came
over and grabbed her arms.
Her shoulders and ribs stretched as they
dragged her across the room towards the large marble fireplace
before lifting her and throwing her like a rag doll on to the
sumptuous, maroon and gold sofa. The soft cushions comforted her,
but only for a moment.
The Unicorn swaggered towards her unbuckling
his belt. His evil smirk twisted his face into an expression
Charlie found impossible to read. A terror deeper than any she’d
felt gripped her chest. She couldn’t breathe or release the agony
knotted into her lungs.
She watched his trousers fall to the ground.
He stepped out of them then took off his tie and shirt and threw
them aside. Still she hadn’t taken a breath.
He stood over her now, his striped boxer
shorts stretched with a bulge she couldn’t take her eyes off.
He put both hands into the top of the shorts
and pushed them down. Only in pictures had Charlie ever seen a
naked man and only in diagrams in class had she seen a penis erect.
It had been something to snigger over. But now, and knowing what he
intended to do with it, she didn’t laugh but knew a deep release of
her terror. Her scream turned to a holler. It ripped her throat and
blocked out the light as she sank into a blackness that promised
safety.
* * *
Sasha cringed further into the drapes as the
door opened.
Two of the Unicorn’s men dragged the limp
body of the girl out and along the corridor. They were taking her
to one of the houses.
Sasha had gone
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