A New Day, A New You part 13 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 13

... palms my face. I hit a wall behind me with a slam and I hear him laughing. I punch, claw and kick Chucklez who takes it before releasing my face and slamming his head into my nose. I’m blinded a little and dizzy when the punch lands on my cheek and I hit the sidewalk. I am trying to stand when another punch to the back of my head leaves me breathing but fucked up. I can hear Chucklez talking. I hear more engines and I’m flying after someone covers my mouth with a rag. Fucking Christ I hurt, I am blinded with a cloth sack over my head but I can hear someone walking around the room. Wood floors by the sound and rotted meat by the smell, I recall what happened last and clench my teeth. I wiggle my toes in my boots and move my fingers, still in one piece. “I know you’re awake Kristina,” I hear his voice and it all comes together, Gabriel has me in the slaughterhouse. I don’t know if it’s a real slaughterhouse or not but nobody has been able to find it and people who leave here never leave whole. I can hear him moving towards me and finally the bag comes off and I can look around. Wood floors all around and concrete walls that are almost fit to be condemned and covered in dried blood, I’m in a corner bound with my hands and feet behind my back as Gabriel is standing in the center of the room. We’re all alone except for the rats I hear in the distance as the madman leader of the Faces of Fear watches me with a sick smile. “You are so fucked right now,” I tell Gabriel who smiles at ...

... me. “Why is that Kristina,” he asks moving closer and squatting his overweight ass down. “Because when Sid and the rest of the Devil’s find out about this they are going to wipe your ass of the planet and everyone wearing your colors is going with you,” I threaten Gabriel who keeps smiling. “You think he doesn’t know,” the sick bastard says with a chuckle,” you call yourselves devils but you’re not. I’ve seen the devil; he is not like you or even your illustrious leader.” “You’re full of shit,” I state thinking, Sid wouldn’t know he has me. “See I told Sid I wanted you, I needed you and to keep the peace guess what he did? He gave me you, so now what is this about the devil’s coming for you,” Gabriel asks playing with his long beard. “Sid wouldn’t sell a Devil out for peace,” I tell Gabriel and he laughs. “It’s not peace he sold you to me for, it’s my silence,” Gabriel says with a light laugh standing up and exiting the room. I can hear something in the other room, like someone rummaging through bins when I hear Gabriel coming back with something in his hands. He drops them in front of me and I back away from it. “You sick fuck,” I scream and he laughs picking one up. “This was one of yours who was going to speak with law enforcement. Didn’t like getting passed over,” Gabriel says dropping it closer to me and picking up another one,” this was a nineteen year old boy that knew one of your ‘devil’s’ had a taste for other young boys.” Sick motherfucker is holding people’s faces; ...