Four kids just looking to have a good time down by the shore are met with a horrifying turn of events when a group of violent men kidnap them and throw them into a cargo van. Addison watches as her friends are forced to fuck in front of a crowd of depraved on-lookers who belong to some sadistic underground club. She then watches as her friends are auctioned off one by one to the highest bidder, to become sex slaves, or worse.
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“Wonderful,” he said, “You two will do nicely, I’m sure. Move into position, men.”
The people who’d led them front and center took a few steps back and produced two slick, heavy handguns. Addison let out a yelp, and Charlie waved a bit on his feet. The leader laughed.
“Don’t worry,” he said, “They won’t shoot unless you don’t obey. Now, before we keep going, please take off all your clothing.”
“What?” Charlie said. One of the men on stage undid the safety of his gun.
“Take off your clothes,” the leader repeated. His chilly voice was warning enough. Mortified, Charlie and Addison began to strip off the layers of their clothing. They could hardly stand to look at each other. The crowd jeered and whistled as Addison struggled to cover her breasts and pussy, Charlie hid his dick behind his quivering hands. The leader seemed to be pleased by what he saw.
“Excellent specimens, no?” he asked the crowd. They roared their approval. “Now, why don’t you two get to it?”
“What do you mean?” Addison whispered. The other man cocked his gun in their direction.
“I mean,” said the leader, “We need to see what you two are made of. We need to see how you are, sexually, before we bid on you. This is the annual auction, after all. We spent a good deal of time finding you among the prize items around the region. You seem to be pretty excellent specimens, maybe the best in years. But we have to be sure that you’ll be worth the money. You wouldn’t want to disappoint us, would you? So, if you would be fine enough to fuck for us, we’d be much obliged.”
Charlie and Addison stared helplessly at each other. How could this possibly be happening? How could they be asked to do this mortifying thing in front of so many people?
“I...I can’t,” Charlie said, his voice shaking.
“If you can’t,” said the leader, “We’ll be forced to kill you.”
“No!” Addison cried, throwing her arms around Charlie, “We’ll do it!”
“Good girl!” said the leader, and the audience agreed. Charlie looked at Addison, beyond his senses with fear. They stood completely naked before the assembled crowd, having fallen down the god-awful rabbit hole into surreal terror. In a moment of connection, amid the Twilight Zone that they’d stumbled into, Addison lay her hands on Charlie’s shoulder, turned him to face her.
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Published January 24, 2013
by Red Garnet Media LLC.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.