“You know what to do.” He gestures to his now stiff cock. My eyes widen, and I shake my head. Skull makes a sound ofaggravation, reaching forward to pry my mouth open. “Do as you’re told!” he barks, in a gruff voice.
I slam my eyes shut, keeping my mouth open. My heart thrashes in my chest as Skull pushes himself into me. I just stay still, but am slapped upside the back of my head for my lack of effort.
“Suck it!” Skull yells through gritted teeth.
It's a lot harder than I thought it would be. It tastes so nasty, I have to fight a gag. It tastes like sweat, and there’s some funky smell I don’t want to identify.
He shoves to the back of my throat, making me dry heave. “If you puke on my cock, you’ll get it in your ass.”
I wince, trying to relax my spasming throat. I just let him thrust, attempting to suck along. He starts grunting, speeding up. I try to pull off, but he holds me in place by my hair.
He grunts once more, than spills his seed down my throat. “Swallow it!”
I grimace as I force it all down. I need to stall my vomit until he leaves, so I try to concentrate on controlling my reaction. I look at the floor, humiliated beyond belief.
Skull turns to leave, and I collapse onto the hard concrete again. I lean over and puke my guts out in the corner, the granola bars coming right back up.
I don’t know why they just don’t kill me. This torture makes no sense. I'm a nobody. There can’t be any worth in keeping me alive. I know they sense my desperation to rest with Valley. But they won’t give it to me.
How much longer can I possibly sustain this?
Hunter
I’m still hard at work with Thor and Bill. There are a couple ofothers there, too. I’m not sure who they are. I didn’t bother to ask.
One of the guys turns towards me. “Hey, I’m Georgeo,” he says. He's tall and thin and his arms are covered in tattoos. He has long, dark hair held back by a hair band.
“Good to meet you. I'm Harris.”
The other newbie greets me, as well. “I’m Lee—like the General Lee. Dukes for life!” He arm-pumps, grinning. He's so blonde, it’s almost white. Light brown eyes, and a surfer-type build.
“The PC lab is full of nerds,” Bill says, rolling his eyes dramatically.
“Okay... BILL,” Lee laughs out.
“So, tell me more about you guys?” I ask everyone.
“I’m an open book, man,” Thor laughs. “I’m just the nerdy, class cut up. In school, I was always in trouble.”
“When did you get into hacking?”
“In middle school, believe it or not. I had a sheltered life. My parents were strict as hell. I didn’t have much in the way of friends, but what I did have was my computer. I just kind of taught myself over time.”
“Impressive,” I say with a smile.
“As for me, I was a nine to five office grunt,” Bill explains next, “and I got sick of it real fast. I used to mess around on the company computers until I got caught. After losing that job, I realized I wasn’t cut out for corporate America.”
I nod, understanding that. “You?” I ask Lee.
“Total geek. Studied computers from the jump. I'm super into video games and old eighties sitcoms. I mean—The Dukes of Hazardwas the Best. Ever.”
“Agree to disagree,” Bill mutters.
Georgeo goes to speak next. “Nothing too shocking or outrageous. I was in the Army, having grown up as an Armybrat. I was shipped overseas to France. While there, I fell into some vital information. I had to crack it—so another one of my squad taught me hacking. Unfortunately, it led to me being dishonorably discharged due to misconduct.” He shrugs.
“I can relate,” I whisper to myself.
“So, is this sausage fest over now?” Bill bites out.
