Blood and sweat was all around me. It was intoxicating my mind, breath was evading me. We were all cramped into a small space in a moving vehicle of some kind. Fellow girls we whimpering and crying around me, some were silent while others were fighting for their lives. There was no escape though. I don't remember how I got into this trunk or where we are going, all I remember is a large hand grabbing my face then a sharp pain to my skull. I woke up here; my clothes are stained and ripped now and I can feel the tears swelling in my eyes. I felt a girl clutching my arm, wanting to be away from here, I wanted to comfort her, but what could I say. We were all doomed.
I had heard of girls being picked off the streets and being sold into slavery, but I never thought it would happen to me and now here I am. Everyone grew quiet as the truck lurched to a stop and the door opened. The light was all penetrating to our eyes and we all held up our hands in defence. One girl pushed her way through the throng of sweaty bodies and ran out. I heard the deafening sound of a gunshot and the drop of a body instantly after she left the truck. A new girl was shoved into the truck, which must be why we stopped I thought. A figure emerged into the doorway, a tall and built man that sent chills down my spine looking at him.
"You all see what happens when you try to leave. Don't forget it!" he barked at us. The door closed immediately after he spoke.
The new girl was wailing and spoke, "Where are we?"
"Hell." I responded.
This process continued for the next couple days, girls being picked up and thrown into the hell wagon. The girl that clung to me had thrown up on my lap, but I didn't say a thing to her, I just patted her back and let her cry into my shoulder. After what seemed to be forever, the truck stopped, but the door didn't open. Instead a man started speaking to us over a speaker that was somewhere in the truck.
He said, "You will be instructed to leave the vehicle in a few moments, but before that happens you must be informed of the rules. Any breaking of these rules will result in your death immediately. Rule number 1, no fleeing. Number 2, no speaking otherwise unless spoken too. Number 3, complete obedience to your superiors. When I am done speaking exit the vehicle immediately".
"Fuck you." I whispered silently.
The door opened and the girls started piling out, as I exited the truck I noticed there were men with guns standing all around us, signaling for us to move forward into a big warehouse. We all moved like zombies, quietly not making a sound except for the shuffling of our feet against the gravel. Once we were inside we were moved into a line and our hands were ductaped together behind our backs. I looked around and I could now see that there we around fifteen of us. We stood there for what seemed like hours until a man guarded by two other men with guns walked into the room. He slowly scanned each one of us, taking his time, feeling our breasts and asses, digging his fingers through our mouths. One girl bit his hand and one of the men shot her instantly. She dropped to the floor like a ragdoll.
I swallowed back my fear and bit my lip, he was three girls from me and I was dreading every moment as he slowly walked towards me. He had said some things about the other girls, like nice tits or ass, but he didn't say that to me. Instead as he looked at my face and brought his hand up to my cheek he smiled, and whispered to me, "You're something special".
Fuck me I thought instantly, but I didn't look away, instead I chose to stare into his eyes hoping somehow it would kill him on the spot. He quickly moved on after that and quickly finished his examinations with the other girls. He then talked with his guards and then left the room. The guards started separating us into two groups, the other groups were escorted outside and I heard gunshots. I felt a tear run down my cheek as I prayed for those girl's souls.
"If you are a virgin I would like you to step forward now!" one of the guards ordered. I felt my cheeks redden and with embarrassment and fear I stepped forward and so did four other girls. A guard came for me and grabbed my arm and put a needle into it. I grabbed his arm and looked into his eyes, as I felt myself drifting into unconscious, and all I saw was an empty black pit of angry, hatred, and lust. I was terrified for my life.
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