The Wrong Woman

Liam smiled shallowly. “I’m perfectly normal. I just haven’t met a woman I actually like.”

Mick, the bald man, smiled and patted him on the shoulder. “Alright, I’ll hand her to you when I’m done with her.”

Liam stood up promptly and insisted, unwavering, “I’ve never asked you for anything, Mick. I actually quite like her and can’t wait any longer. Could you let me go first?”

Liam was never one to fool around with women. So, they were all amused at the sight of him becoming so eager at the moment.

Mick glanced at Suzanne and sighed. “Alright, who wouldn’t want this woman when she looks so pretty? She must be used. Just give her back to me when you’re through with her.

“Go ahead.” He patted Liam on the shoulder.

Liam picked up a cigarette from the table and approached Suzanne. He yanked roughly on her arm and dragged her into the hut at the side.

Suzanne was terrified. Tears were brimming in her eyes as she frantically looked around, trying to look for an escape.

In a place as heavily guarded as this, her chances were close to zero. She might die here today.

In the room, Liam locked the door and threw her onto the bed.

and got on her knees with her hands held together, bring. “Please let me go,” she cried. “I can give you

leaned on the shelf, lighting it up lazily. The sharp features of his side profile

he said

“What?” Suzanne froze.

a deep drag of his cigarette. “Moan, scream, struggle and cry. Do you understand?”

grew hot. Her chest constricted as she realized what he

do any

don’t really know

cigarette on the floor and stomped it out. He then said mockingly, “You

confused. “What do you

held her firmly in his embrace. Then, he

her neck.

her, and she

do this…” she cried

close to her ear and whispered, “Don’t stop. Just

to stop. Her body stopped resisting, but she continued crying and